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"Brother Lian, why weren't you at the party last night?" Wen Mingche picked up a shrimp dumpling from the easy-to-solve bowl, "Why are these shrimp dumpling so unpalatable... You don't even know that Emperor Qilu rewarded everyone in the school with one Torch, I heard that yours was eaten by your tablemate."

"I went to find Jiang Cun yesterday."

"Brother Cun is back?"

"Anyway, it's still not settled. What I think is completely different from what I said. I really don't think I can go back. I just feel a little..." Lin Lian couldn't find the right words to describe himself Mood, bowed his head and took two bites of rice.

Yi Jie looked at him with hatred, and his eyes were full of pity that "my silly son is hopeless": "Lin Lian, can you think about what you want? Do you really want to make peace with him?" Okay? What are you afraid of, you? You miss others, and you don’t want to be soft and act coquettish. If you can reconcile, you can reconcile.”

"You know shit."

Lin Lian was too lazy to roll his eyes at Yi Jie, but he also felt that Yi Jie's explanation made some sense. He didn't know what was going on in his mind, and he went back and forth, even a good sweater was twisted into a ball of wool and was still going around.

Ever since he met He Jingran and Yi Jie, Lin Lian felt that he was at odds with them, chatting casually was like a battle of wits and courage. Looking back on the past, he felt that Wen Mingche could bear him for so many years, and still It's not easy.

The whole year of high school is over.

He didn't ask his parents to pick him up, and returned home with big and small bags. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a strong fragrance from the kitchen, and shouted deliberately: "Mom, what are you cooking today, it smells so good?"

"Tomato fish, there was a discount at Huijia Supermarket yesterday. Tomatoes are only nine cents ninety-nine cents a catty. I have never seen such a cheap tomato. I bought a big bag." After poking it a few times, "Is it a holiday? Do you want to make up lessons?"

"The school has not yet decided, and the teacher will post it in the class group."

She didn't ask any more questions, and turned to another woman in the kitchen to continue the topic just now. During the period, she didn't forget to let Lin Lian say hello to relatives: "Lin Lian, this is your auntie, come quickly uncle Check it out!"

The house was noisy, the smell of cigarettes was flying around the house, and the children's laughter made his ears hurt. Only then did he realize that he was having a treat at home, and he called "father-in-law" and "auntie" a few times in embarrassment. Then he fled to the room with his belongings.

He thought it would be easier to go home, but all kinds of pressures in his studies and life made him breathless. He thought he was that eleven or twelve-year-old boy who was fearless, and in a blink of an eye, he was a senior in high school. people.

When his parents were still working part-time, he pretended to be childish and performed household chores with a smile on his face. Now that they are back, he has to pretend that he is still a kid every day. People are a little nauseated, but he has to act.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was happy and harmonious. Unlike Lin Jianshu's relatives, Tao Xianxia's family is really united and friendly. Knowing that Lin Lian's family is relatively difficult financially, they can also give less living expenses to grandparents. Lin Lian The interest classes in elementary school were also paid by my uncle, and there are countless places to help Lin Lian's family.

Sometimes looking at relatives who are completely different from his parents, Lin Lian can only mock in his heart, the difference between people is really quite big.

I don’t know if all Chinese families have this habit—children are not allowed to eat at the table, and the three-year-old little sister in the family is clamoring to eat at the table, but her parents are not allowed.

"My sister wants to serve the table! I want to eat meat!"

"My sister is good, my sister is obedient, the child eats from the bowl by himself, not on the table!"

"Is there an empty seat on the table, you let her sit, it's okay."

Grandpa even spoke, but the eldest aunt still smiled and said "No, no, she won't sit", which made the children cry for a long time.

Lin Lian didn't understand, it's fine if there are no vacant seats, there are still three or four seats on the table, why can't children be allowed to sit?

As if by telepathy, the eldest aunt saw Lin Lian, as if seeing a savior: "Sister, look, who is that? It's brother Lin Lian! Come, sister, go and play with brother."

Lin Lian actually doesn't hate children, if she doesn't cry endlessly.

Unexpectedly, the kid who was still crying just now stopped crying when he saw him, looked at the beautiful brother in front of him curiously, and grinned all of a sudden.

"Little friend, what's your name?" Lin Lian couldn't help but smile as she looked at this pink and jade-carved little girl, and gently pinched her chubby cheeks.

Lin Lian always hated the politeness at the dinner table. He planned to finish his meal early and then go out for a walk. The conversations of the adults suddenly caught his ears, making him chew slowly.

The third aunt answered the question first: "Oh, this is so normal, my daughter told me that there are many good-looking boys in their class who are gay! She often tells me this... ..."

The third aunt's daughter, Lin Lian, recognized her. Her name was Tao Anzheng. She had a good relationship with her when she was a child. She was able to fight the forest ice and fire people together but never disliked the kind of friendship that hindered her. She was one year older than herself, and she should have finished the college entrance examination by now.She was studying in the Qingbei Class of No. [-] Middle School in the main city. The last time we met, she said that she wanted to be admitted to Wuhan University. Based on her grades, she must be sure to get into Wuhan University.

The eldest aunt hugged the child with a delicate smile: "I still can't accept it, I think girls should wear skirts since childhood, what does it look like with such short hair! Look at the stars on TV now, they are really getting more and more beautiful. She's a sissy, she doesn't look like a boy at all!"

"That's not what you said," the second uncle took a sip of his wine, "but if someone else did it, I have no objection. If my own child can't do it, then I might not be able to accept it."

The uncle spoke as if concluding his statement: "Anyway, post-[-]s and post-[-]s should be more open-minded. I'll say the second brother. I don't have a problem with what other children do. My own children can't do that."

While laughing and laughing, someone said, "Sister-in-law, I remember you seem to be born in the [-]s", and successfully changed the subject. From the beginning to the end, Lin Lian's parents sat at the table eating, drinking and giggling, while the other was busy in the kitchen. Not a word was said.

Lin Lian felt a little disappointed. At this dinner table, there were bureau chiefs, presidents and workers, old people, middle-aged people and teenagers, but none of the answers suited his liking. He suddenly wanted to rush to his mother and ask—"Mom, what if?" I'm gay, can you accept that?"

It took nearly two hours to eat a meal. After Lin Lian said goodbye to them, he started to help his parents clean up the tableware.

"Lin Lian, was the tomato fish just now delicious?"

"It's ok, but I don't like orange peel, it tastes disgusting."

"Orange peels are delicious. Your grandma bought oranges to dry."

After chatting for a while, Lin Lian went back to his room and began to organize his things, but stopped responding.

The cleaning was basically done, Tao Xianxia came to help Lin Lian pack his things, unexpectedly the first thing she got was the courier package that Lin Lian had forgotten for a long time, she frowned and said, "Lin Lian, what is this? Oh, so dirty?"

Lin Lian didn't even look at it, thinking that what she was holding was some useless book that he used to pad the corner of the table, but when he heard his mother's words "I'll tear it apart for you", he turned around suspiciously and found the book she was holding in her hand. is a package.

Opening it up, he found several notebooks, large and small, inside. Tao Xianxia took it out and casually flipped through several pages: "Lin Lian, is this drawing about you?"

Lin Lian picked up a book with the words "Lin Lian" written in flying and phoenix dances on the surface, and his heart was overwhelmed for a while. No matter how slow he was, he knew who sent it to him. draw something.

Jiang Cun was holding the pen, but all that flickered on the tip of the pen was his own radiant appearance. When he was not around, Jiang Cun also gathered his thoughts on the pencil, rustling.

He was in a daze. His mother had already turned the box upside down and found a piece of paper in the bottom layer. She picked it up and looked at it without thinking, but her expression became more and more strange.

"Who gave you these notebooks?"

Lin Lian gave a suspicious "hmm", and suddenly found that her mother was holding something like a letter in her hand, and she was astonished and overwhelmed like five thunderbolts: "I..."

"Let's think about it." The wrinkles at the corners of the mother's eyes deepened, racking her brains to search for the name in her memory, "Jiang Cun, Jiang Cun...do you have a friend named Jiang Cun?"

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Lin Lian snatched the piece of paper from his mother, and his mind was completely confused. He was not afraid of the relationship between Jiang Cun and himself, but he was afraid that she would know that his mother was weak after the operation. What disease did you get? How did you get it?

According to his previous temperament, Tao Xianxia must have been furious, and threw the notebook on the ground—"How is it?! You still ask me how I am?!"

The expected scene didn't happen, only Tao Xianxia's chest heaved a few times, his face was still a little ugly: "Lin Lian, tell mom, are you the... homosexual they mentioned just now?"

Lin Lian wished to turn into steam and soar into the air at this moment, his palms had clenched into fists at some point, and he was afraid to look into his mother's eyes.

At that second, he had already prepared for the worst. The scenes of getting along with his mother from childhood to adulthood swept his memory like a flood, and he murmured and didn't know how to respond.

After a few seconds of silence, the mother suddenly stopped trembling, gently put down the book she was holding in the other hand, and sighed—even if Lin Lian didn't say a word, she couldn't be so stupid as to say nothing. Can't see it: "Lin Lian, you have to let your mother think about this. You know, my mother is old and can't keep up with the trend of the times."

The emotion that filled Lin Lian's heart at that moment turned out to be guilt, and he didn't even know what the hell he was guilty of.

When his mother walked out of his room, she closed the door behind her. Lin Lian found that the letter paper had been crumpled by herself, innocently trying to survive in the cracks of her palms.