Qinghong

I hit Xiao Ke's father.

It was impulsive, but not so impulsive. When I saw him say that Xiao Ke was "selfish and disgusting" with disgust, his mind went blank, and he swung his fist one step ahead of his brain.

A solid punch hit him in the eye socket, and he was stunned. He stood there for a while before remembering to fight back.

Zhou Jiangyong reached out to stop me, but Father Xiao's fist brushed against my brow bone. He was over 1.7 meters tall, and compared to me, he looked like a little chicken.I started to get angry without thinking, and I rounded my arms to fight back. In an instant, the crowded corridor became a fighting field.Surprised by the growing noise, a neighbor opened a door and waited for a while, then closed it silently, but none of the bystanders chose to call the police.

After a few rounds, I used my height advantage to restrain Father Xiao. He was lying on the ground and could not move. We both had scars on our faces, and Father Xiao's was heavier.

"I'm going to call the police! I'm going to put you in jail!" Father Xiao cursed.

I suddenly felt that it was boring, and it was really cheap to care about this kind of person. I let go of his shoulders and stood up: "Why, isn't it enough for you to send your son to jail?"

Father Xiao sat up, pointed at me and cursed: "He's not my son, he's a pervert! A pervert!"

I looked at his bruised and purple eye sockets and cheeks, and felt relieved. I raised my hand to wipe off the blood from the forehead, straightened the mirror frame, and walked downstairs.

Stepping out of the unit door, Zhou Jiangyong stood side by side with me, and he whispered, "Teacher Zou, you played well."

I snorted.Except for the playful fights with Ning Hong, my serious fights were still in junior high school. I actually don't like to solve problems in this brutal way, but I have to say, it's really cool.

Seventy to eighty percent of the lingering depression in my heart was gone, and I asked Zhou Jiangyong, "What should I do next?"

"Go to Linyi." Zhou Jiangyong said, "See what the school looks like."

"Go directly or..." I pondered, "Go with a different identity?"

Zhou Jiangyong asked: "For example?"

I thought of Ning Qing's frequent undercover missions, soothed my heart, and said, "Let's pretend to be the head of the family and sneak in to have a look."

"Good idea." Zhou Jiangyong said, "Let's think of a script together."

It was getting dark, we walked into a McDonald's on the side of the road to buy a family bucket and chatted while eating.

I picked up the French fries and dipped them in ketchup, and asked, "How old is Uncle Zhou?"

"42." Zhou Jiangyong said, "How about you, Mr. Zou?"

"Just turned thirty." I said, "We pretended to be brothers. At your age, children are almost in puberty, which is a difficult time to manage."

"Okay, my name is Zhou Jiang, your name is Zhou Lan." Zhou Jiangyong said, "Xiaoxue and Xiaoxia are waiting for us outside."

"You have a son, it has to be a son, otherwise we won't be able to enter the boys' section." I said, "If the school is managed separately for boys and girls."

"Well, my son is gay." Zhou Jiangyong said, "We fit Xiao Ke's situation, assuming that he had a boyfriend, and the boyfriend dumped him, and he suffered from depression and wanted to commit suicide."

"OK." I snapped my fingers, "Let's make it more detailed."

So we sat in the corner of McDonald's like a group of screenwriters. You and I completed the character design of Zhou Jiangyong's son, a timid and easy-to-control 16-year-old boy.

When we felt that it was about the same, it was already midnight, and we walked back to the hotel slowly. At 10:30 the next morning, we flew to Linyi Qiyang Airport.

I had a Band-Aid slanted across my forehead, and I had a scrape on my chin, but I didn't want to wrap myself up like a wounded person and leave the rest alone.

Zhou Jiangyong handed me a tissue: "Wipe, there is blood."

"Oh." I raised my hand and wiped my chin with a napkin, leaving a line of blood, which was just unconsciously scratched by me.

We didn't take a taxi to Qingxin Cultivation Academy immediately, but dialed a phone number according to the number on the business card, Zhou Jiangyong called.He pretended to be a middle-aged father who cared about his son, and babbled that his son was a pervert who liked men.

The phone call went on for an hour, and we waited patiently. Finally, Zhou Jiangyong and the person on the other end of the phone set a time to visit.

I took a bite of the meat floss bread and asked, "When?"

"Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, see you at the gate of the school." Zhou Jiangyong took the bread handed by He Xue and said mockingly, "It's pretty crazy."

"Yeah." I didn't expect to go directly today, after all, Zhou Jiangyong played a foreigner, and it would take time to travel to Linyi by car.

Xia Xianxian said, "Teacher, let's go for a walk."

Seeing her haggard appearance, I agreed: "Okay."

"Call me if you need anything." Zhou Jiangyong said.

I nodded and walked slowly along the sidewalk with Xia Xianxian.

"Teacher." Xia Xianxian clutched her sleeves uneasily, "Do you think we can rescue the junior?"

"Yes." I said, "It must."

"I'm so worried about him." Xia Xianxian said, "His neighbor has been tortured to the point of insanity, and I'm afraid he will also..."

"Stop talking." I was upset by what she said, "Xiaoxia, can you," I swallowed the sharp words, and replaced them with euphemisms, "Can you not always draw confidence from others, Can you be a little stronger?"

Xia Xianxian looked at me blankly.

I realized that even with embellishments my words were still too hurtful, and I said, "I'm sorry..."

"Ms. Zou, Xiao Ke said," Xia Xianxian interrupted me, "He said that if he came out successfully, I would come out too. He said he would help me find the way."

I am silent.

Xia Xianxian continued: "You are also gay, right? Have you come out to your family?"

That was a little offensive, and I nodded, then shook my head again.

Nodding for sure I'm gay, shaking my head for not coming out to my family.

"Why don't you come out?" Xia Xianxian asked.

Why am I out of the closet?I asked myself, is there no one worth fighting for, or am I afraid?I used to love Ning Qing, but now I like Ning Hong. I never thought about how to say "I'm gay" openly. Why didn't I have the idea to open the cabinet door?

Even though my parents were not close to me, my seven aunts and eight aunts did not bother me at all except for seeing each other during the New Year and holidays. In such an open environment, I still did not tell my brother bluntly that I was gay.

why?

The reason is that maybe I don't agree with my sexuality from the bottom of my heart, or maybe I don't like it enough.Ning Qing and I haven't come to the point where we can confess our feelings to each other. Ning Hong and I are currently breaking up, so I don't think it's necessary to make a fuss at home.

No matter what the reason is, I did not confess to my family. I am not as brave as Xiao Ke, so why should I educate Xia Xianxian?

"Teacher, I'm not blaming you." Xia Xianxian said, "What I want to say is that you are Xiao Ke's light, and Xiao Ke is my light."

I didn't pay attention to what she said, thinking about coming out, I should test Zou Haiyang's attitude first, if my parents don't agree, then don't agree, anyway, I don't like to go home.During the winter vacation, when my brother and I were playing in the gay bar, Zou Haiyang seemed to ask me something, but I drank a little too much, and my memory was like a torn piece of paper, which couldn't be put together.

"Teacher, let's go back, it's a bit cold." Xia Xianxian said.

I subconsciously replied: "Okay."

The temperature in spring fluctuates from high to low, and today's style is so big that it makes people's limbs feel cold.I took a breath of cold air, cleansed my heart, and cleared my mind. I put aside the matter of my coming out, and the most urgent thing is to bring Xiao Ke back to school.

The child I saved a year ago must not be abandoned in this kind of academy that promotes fallacies and heresies.

"My family forced me to get married before I graduated with a master's degree." Xia Xianxian said suddenly.

Before graduating with a master's degree?

This semester is the second semester of Xia Xianxian's third year of research, isn't that before July?I asked, "With whom?"

"I don't know." Xia Xianxian said, "Maybe it's some man they found."

"It's illegal to do that," I said.

"They said that getting married is just to have a child. As long as I have a child, no matter if it's a boy or a girl, they won't care about me in the future." Xia Xianxian said.

I was shocked by the distorted brain circuit of Xia Xianxian's parents. They didn't treat people as human beings and forced her to be a ruthless reproductive machine. Which level of hell is this a devil crawling out of?

Xia Xianxian said: "Teacher, I don't want to marry some strange man. Can I marry you? I will give you a baby, and then divorce immediately. You don't have to come out under pressure, and I am relieved."

At this moment, I was so shocked that I lost basic language skills.