elopement alone

An Jing's father learned that An Jing was going home today, so he specially prepared a few more dishes.

"Dad, auntie, I'm back." An Jing was a little tired, she washed her hands and sat at the dining table, and the auntie poured wine for herself and her father.

"Quiet, I haven't been back for a long time, how many days will I stay this time?"

The person who was speaking was Jing Jing’s aunt who had been with her father for five years. Although the two were married, Jing Jing hadn’t changed her words. Accept the relationship between the two.

"No need, I'll have a meal when I come back today." An Jing picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with his father, doing it first as a respect.

"You don't need to drink so hard, it's not a meal, it's just a family meal." Seeing An Jing drinking quickly, her father persuaded her.

Jing Jing frowned, as if something was on her mind, the aunt sitting diagonally across saw her, and asked her with concern: "Is there any trouble? I see that you are not in a good mood."

Be quiet for a while, "No, I just want to come back for a meal."

Father smiled, "Let's eat first, your aunt knows you're coming back, and she cooks what you like, so you can try it."

After dinner, my father asked An Jing to talk in the study.

"I'll just say it straight. You are my daughter. I know what kind of character you are. Are you, are you... with a woman?"

What her father said was unexpected for Jing Jing. Jing Jing didn't know where her father learned about her love life, and she didn't have time to think about this question, because the more important thing right now is how to answer her father.

Seeing his father frowning tightly, Jing Jing couldn't guess his attitude, so he could only ask tentatively, "What do you mean?"

Her father stared at her, and An Jing also looked at her father. The two looked at each other without saying a word.

Jing Jing was thinking, did my father allow it, or did he not?

My father has been in a public institution for many years, and I am far inferior to him in this regard, but his weakness is himself. So, in his heart, is the conventional social ethics important, or his own happiness? more important?

This is a game, a game with no winners and no losers.

"Are you gay?"

Father finally asked the question.

Very sharp, very direct, hit Jing by surprise.

Jing Jing thought that he would tell himself that he was with Liu Zehan, of course, or with Chen Ningshu, but if his father asked such a sentence, wouldn't the first question be useless?

If you are gay, it doesn't matter if you have a girlfriend or not.

An Jing dared not answer, nor could she answer.

For an old man who is over fifty years old, this question is really too cruel.

"What do you want to say, just say it."

When An Jing said this, she looked directly into her father's eyes, trying to find some useful information, even a little bit of emotional expression, but she couldn't see anything except her father's eyes that symbolized majesty.

"I want to know if my daughter will never get married in her whole life."

When he said this, his father might be thinking quietly with warmth in his heart.

"If I say I won't get married, what will you do?" The quiet tone softened.

Seeing her father talking like this made her feel uncomfortable.

"What will happen to me, what can I do? Put a knife on your neck and force you to get married?"

The father sighed heavily, and sat down on the big teacher's chair in front of the desk. Now he is more like an old man in his twilight years. The father of his daughter, the majestic leader who usually appears to have disappeared.

Jing Jing hesitated and pondered, she was measuring, comparing and guessing.

In the father's words, how much is true and how much is false.

She stood behind the desk with a tall and straight body, looking at her father's face.

The father also looked at her, and after another silence, he spoke quietly.

"Yes, I will not marry."

She didn't know what her father would do with her after she uttered these words. Should he sever the relationship, or would he never agree, or would he really agree with her sexual orientation?

She can only take a gamble, betting whether her father loves her more or saves face more. Obviously, her bet is herself, and she chooses that her father loves her more.

I hope...she can win, but so what if she wins?If he wins, will he be able to love and live with Chen Ningshu without any scruples?

Thinking of this, there was a wry smile on the corner of Quiet's mouth.

After the father heard Jing Jing's words, it took a while before he spoke, "Let's bring that girl over for dinner next time."

The tone was unprecedentedly relaxed, but An Jing still heard a lot of helplessness from it.

At this moment, quietness has been expected for too long, how long has it been?

The first time I thought of coming out was probably when I was with Liu Zehan, and it has been six or seven years now.

Ever since she was with Liu Zehan, An Jing was always worried, afraid that his father would find out some way to transfer him or let Liu Zehan go if his father found out about his relationship with Liu Zehan, which he could do.

But today, when his father really admitted his relationship with Chen Ningshu, Jing Jing was not happy at all.

What's the matter?

After waiting for this moment for six or seven years, why is it so flat?

I couldn't feel any joy in my heart.

"I'm sorry, Dad." An Jing stood there and looked at him, her tone unchanged.

"Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I can't force you to do anything. If you really like women, I can only let them go. Hey, my daughter is too old to keep."

After the father finished speaking, he closed his eyes, "Go back, I'm tired."

Jing Jing was a little choked up, she wanted to say something thankful, thank her father for being so considerate of herself, father was willing to tolerate herself, and was willing to bear other people's gossip, but those words were all stuffed in her chest, no matter how hard Jing Jing tried, she would not come out.

"Thank you dad."

After a long time, quietly said these three words.

Father waved his hand toward the door, signaling her to leave.

When I quietly closed the door, I heard my father's deep sigh, and then the door was slowly closed, and there was no more sound in the study.

"Let's go now? Don't stay longer?" Auntie asked her when she saw An Jing putting on her shoes in the hallway.

Quietly smiled, "No." After saying this, she stood where she was and didn't leave. After thinking about it, she added, "Mom, I'm leaving."

Sitting quietly in the car, leaning against the steering wheel, weeping loudly.

After so many years of waiting for a sentence, now that I really heard it, I didn't feel at all relaxed, on the contrary, my heart became extremely heavy.

Chen Ningshu, why did you treat me like this?Why do you think that I will definitely not agree with you and Si Yuchen's contract couple?Why do you think that I am so self-conscious that I won't put down my figure to accommodate you?How do you think I'd be so selfish to let you out?

Jing Jing couldn't figure it out, she didn't know who had the problem, was it her own problem?

Is it difficult to communicate by yourself?Or is Chen Ningshu not loving herself enough?

Dad's consent was like a belated pardon. He pardoned the crimes he had committed over the years. He couldn't give his father a glorious second half of his life, and he couldn't give him a lovely grandson.

Gay, lesbian, no offspring.

What that means for a man, Quiet is clear.

How will he overcome these psychological pressures?

The relationship between Chen Ningshu and himself was undoubtedly a satire, and he slapped his father severely.

My father thought that he was happy like this, but in the end, his girlfriend gave him a hard time. What is this?

On the weekend, Chen Ningshu came to the studio. This was the last time she participated in the recording of the program, because next week, her internship will end.

In the dressing room, the female guest saw her coming from the studio from a distance, and shouted, "Chen Ningshu! Come here!"

It was Si Yuchen's bisexual friend.

"Come here? Are you still used to it?" Chen Ningshu asked her.

The female guest nodded, "Did you tell her, wait a while and go to dinner after the show is recorded."

"Ah...I'll tell her now."

For the past few days, Chen Ningshu has been focusing on An Jing, and she has forgotten about Si Yuchen. After the female guest reminded her, she remembered that she would go hiking with Si Yuchen tomorrow.

Chen Ningshu walked a little further, took out his mobile phone and called Si Yuchen.

It was only connected when the color bell rang for the second time, and it was unknown what Si Yuchen was doing.

"Chen Ningshu?"

Si Yuchen was surprised by her call.

"That day at the bar, the friend sitting next to you was recording a program on our TV station, and said that we will have dinner together later, are you free?"

"Okay, you can call me when it's almost over."

Chen Ningshu walked up to the female guest, looked at her expectant eyes, and gave her a satisfactory answer: "She will come over later."

The recording of today's program is not going well.

The person in charge is Xiao Shou, and Xiao Shou is looking for variety show cafes, but the recording is very difficult.

Either the male guest was late, or the female guest refused to hold hands.

"I beg you, sisters and sisters, this is already the fourth male guest you have rejected!" Xiao Shou walked back and forth, and the female guests on the opposite side were playing with their mobile phones and chatting on WeChat, as if at all Did not see him.

Si Yuchen's friend probably couldn't stand it anymore, "It's not that we don't want to hold hands, it's that those guys are too ugly!"

"Oh, sister, it's not that you really want to fall in love, it's just for show, why are you so serious?"

"Then we will participate in other programs in the future, and this level will be lower!" A female guest interjected.

Chen Ningshu sat on the stool, looking at the female guests who were communicating, feeling helpless.

Si Yuchen's call came.

"Is it almost over?" Listening to the voice, Si Yuchen seemed to be in a good mood.

Chen Ningshu said hesitantly, "That...not yet, otherwise... just wait a little longer."

"It's okay, then remember to call me."

Hearing Chen Ningshu's words, Si Yuchen wasn't even the slightest bit impatient.

Probably because Xiao Shouqing said something to them deeply, the subsequent recording was surprisingly smooth, the two pairs of guests held hands successfully, and the battle ended in more than half an hour.

"Thank you, thank you! Goodbye!" An Jing waved to the recording staff, while directing Xiao Jia to take the props upstairs, "Bring the props up, lock the door, happy weekend."

Jia Li smiled quietly, "Sister An, too, have a nice weekend."

An Jing picked up the car, and when she drove to the door to swipe her card, she saw that familiar person.

Chen Ningshu and the female guest were standing on the side of the road talking to a person in a white car, and the person sitting in the car was Si Yuchen.