That 1 his waist protruded

99

Go to the supermarket in a couple outfit to fill the fridge with drinks and snacks, then come home to pet the cat and shovel shit together.

Su Hefeng was seriously doing the one-hundred-point check-in, and then stopped on a certain page and asked me: "Deng Deng, why don't you give me a nickname that only you call?"

I tentatively asked, "Su Su?"

Su Hefeng protested: "No, it sounds too perfunctory."

Does "Deng Deng" sound very tall?

"Then peace and wind?"

Su Hefeng: "Don't repeat words."

"Ahe, Afeng?" Followed me to think of a nursery rhyme, changed two words and sang it casually: "Ahe, Afeng, don't laugh, you will mature when I climb it?"

Su Hefeng sprayed out exaggeratedly.

"Don't you laugh?"

Su Hefeng gave a perfunctory "hmm" twice, and while lowering his head and laughing, he wrote quickly in his time card, and added a sticky note for the part he didn't write down.

"So what are you writing?" I leaned over to take a look, but Su Hefeng protected the small notebook like a child who was found writing a diary.

"You wait until I finish writing it."

I sat down next to him, "what's the difference?"

"The difference is that you will feel embarrassed looking at me now." Su Hefeng didn't look embarrassed when he answered.

I squeezed his face, "Is your skin thicker than the city wall sometimes embarrassed?"

Su Hefeng didn't respond, insisted on finishing what he wanted to write, closed the notebook, pushed it over, and then ran away.

I turned over the page where the sticky note was posted, and found that he had written down all the conversations just now, and also wrote two personal feelings such as "Deng Deng sings out of tune but looks cute".

I don't think he needs to hide it.

After all, if he said it directly, it would be my turn to be embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter if Deng Deng didn't give me an exclusive nickname, the important thing is the process-but he is also perfunctory me during the process? 』

I called him: "Su Hefeng, what's your nickname?"

Su Hefeng poked his head out from the room, looked at the door frame, and asked without answering, "What's wrong?"

"Give you a nickname."

Su Hefeng looked wary, "Don't try to put me off, the nickname is not an exclusive nickname."

"Let me make a reference." I continued to lobby, the less he said, the more I wanted to know.

"There is no reference value." Su Hefeng refused decisively. "I was only called by my baby name before I was two and a half years old. Later, in order to let me get used to my baby name so that I could get used to it when I went to kindergarten, I was called by my baby name directly. I don't remember the stage of being called by my baby name at all."

I nodded, "I see, you mean I can ask my mother-in-law."

"Ah! That's not what it means!"

100

The mother-in-law not only told me that Su Hefeng's baby name is "Baby"-this baby name is really of no reference value, but also enthusiastically shared with me the photos of Su Hefeng when he was a child.

She rummaged through the boxes and cabinets at home to find the photo album, and specially took pictures for me to see.

The photo and the audio played together, and told me how old Su Hefeng was, and told me some things about that time along with the memory.

Although Su Hefeng's mother is a woman who knows that her son is gay and still wants him to marry a woman and have children, and is willing to help conceal and deceive, but at this time, she still feels that she should be a good mother.

Although she once held wrong ideas in some respects, she is much better now.

It feels good to be able to communicate with elders like this.

Su Hefeng sat next to me and listened to my mother-in-law tell the memories, and looked at his childhood photos together.

"When I think about it, I'm in my 30s, my parents are old, and I don't seem to care so much about the past." Su Hefeng sighed, and suddenly felt emotional.

When I met him, he was still a "blind date maniac and wind" guy, and now he has come home to accept his sexuality and his partner.

He was really cared for and grew up, he can act like a baby, he is born to know how to please people, and he has the sunshine and happiness that can infect others.If he wasn't gay, he might be happier than he is now.The process of sexual orientation awakening for minorities is often long and torturous, and most of them do not get the support of their families.

Su Hefeng looked at me after feeling melancholy, "Let's go home when we have time? Both your house and mine."

I thought about it and said, "I have recently taken a fancy to a beauty instrument that can be bought for two mothers."

Su Hefeng laughed, "Then I'm going to study the gift I bought for Dad?"

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

101

A few years ago, when we were both young, Ayu and I talked more than once about whether our original family could accept our sexuality.I think this may be a hurdle in his heart.He will be sad because of the attitude of his relatives, and he will completely abandon those things that make him sad across the board, showing that he doesn't care and doesn't waver.

Ayu said that he didn't want to bet on his parents' love that they would accept.

Then one time, he said something else.This sentence is very long and a bit convoluted. I have to go through it in my mind to keep up with his rhythm.He said: "The worst thing is not that I use the degree of love to threaten them to accept, but that they feel the crisis because of aging, which leads to dependence and weakness, and they are forced to accept me because they need me."

After all, no one can tell whether a person will become weaker or more stubborn when he gets old.

Thinking of the change in my parents' attitude, maybe it's not just the benefits of "commercial marriage" that Su Hefeng let my dad see, maybe there is a little bit of it as a show of weakness.

This is not a war and there is no real winner or loser.We can only hope that life will develop in a better direction.

Su Hefeng researched whether to buy wine or tea over there, and finally decided to buy both.

It's a pity that neither of us is a boss. There is no secretary or assistant who can run errands with a phone call, so we can only go shopping by ourselves.

"Don't just have the kind of tea that looks good in a gift box." I reminded.

Su Hefeng blinked his eyes, "Will you choose?"

"will not."

Su Hefeng tried his best to widen his eyes and put on a cute look, "How can you not? Isn't this a family lesson?"

"Honey," I touched his face, "you'll get forehead wrinkles if you stare any longer."

Su Hefeng touched his forehead in fright, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I'm still young..."

I flicked his brains, "What are you afraid of, at least you are younger than me."

The playwright reverted to his old ways, "That's not true, Deng Deng will always be eighteen, as delicate as a flower with morning dew."

Really, it's disgusting, don't think I'll be happy just saying that!

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My goal is to finish the text before the site closes this year, and I will say something else——

Although, often the flag and the actual situation are two different things.