The director is too flirtatious

The atmosphere of the scene dropped to freezing point. My mother was crying and panting violently, while I was crying silently.Dad supported my mother to comfort her, looked at me a little hesitantly, but still didn't say anything.

"I'm gay, is that so difficult for you to accept?" When I said this, I choked up for a while.I squatted down slowly and picked up the organized materials one by one. Although my father moved his body, he didn't bend down to join me in the end.

Even my father has such an attitude, let alone my mother?

"It is impossible for me to accept it in my life. Xu Yinian, let me tell you, give up. Marriage is a process that everyone must go through. Life without marriage is incomplete, let alone you want to make such a mistake. road, I will never accept it."

My mother's attitude was as firm as ever, but my father saw that I was crying all the time, and said a little bit unbearably: "One thought... you have to think about it carefully, don't you want to start a family and bring your children back every year and holidays? See us?"

"My girlfriend and I can also have children..." I retorted unwillingly.

"Why are two women having children? Are you crazy?!" The mother raised her palm angrily, but couldn't bear to really wave it over.She gritted her teeth and withdrew her hand in pain, covered her face and cried bitterly, "Woo...Even if you get the child in other ways, don't you want the child to be born without a father, and then be ridiculed by others?!"

"You can't be so selfish! You have to think about your parents. I have raised you for so many years, and I have worked hard without any credit. How can you be so selfish that you don't care about my feelings at all!" When the mother said sad things, she simply lost her voice. Wept bitterly.

I was so heartbroken by my mother's crying, I was squatting on the ground to pick up materials, but my legs gave way and I just knelt on the ground.I helplessly grabbed my mother's hand, raised my head and cried, "But my daughter is suffering too. Mom, I really can't accept a man. I can't imagine being with a man at all. Yes, my daughter is selfish." , but I don't want to live in pain for the rest of my life!"

"You haven't even tried, how do you know you will regret it?!" Mom grabbed my hand instead, "How can I let my mother feel at ease?! In another 20 years, what will you do when your mother dies!"

"One thought, listen to mother, break up with your girlfriend, you have no future, mother will find you a good man, let you have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, be loved, and have a son and a half daughter..."

"Mom!" I interrupted my mother's words in pain, I was really going crazy.My heart was on the verge of exploding, and my head was also aching. I hugged my head and cried out hysterically, "I don't like men! I don't like men!"

All of my mother's words were blocked immediately, and then she became even more furious in an instant, and she slapped me over with a slap!But because I was holding my head, she slapped me on the back of my hand.

The force was so strong that it directly slapped me so that my body tilted and I fell to the ground.There was a burning pain on the back of my hand, and I was a little dazed, so dazed that I didn't even remember crying.

Dad immediately became stunned, and quickly came to help me, and said to my mother in pain: "Honey, are you crazy?!"

The mother's pain also surfaced on her face, making her originally kind face a little hideously distorted.Mother took a few deep breaths, suppressed all the distress and reluctance, and said coldly: "I don't have such a daughter, you go."

I looked blankly at the back of my red hand, and then looked up at my mother. Seeing her indifference to me, I felt dizzy for a while. "You...you really don't want me..."

"As long as you change, you will be my daughter." Mom turned her head and refused to look at me again.

I looked at my dad helplessly, "Dad, you always love me the most, do you say that too?"

Dad couldn't bear to say another harsh word. I, who had never seen him cry, also saw him wet his eye sockets at this time, and the corners of his eyes were wet with tears, which made people feel extremely heartbroken.

He patted my hand reassuringly and shook his head slightly.

My tears fell harder, as if all the tears in my life had been shed in this half month.Why is it so unacceptable?What should I do... The back of my hand is still hot and uncomfortable, but I can't concentrate here at all.

I looked at my father and then at my mother, trembling my lips, unwilling to let myself cry.Look down and look at the materials that have not been sorted out, the materials that prove that homosexuality is not a disease, but a normal orientation problem.

I subconsciously picked up one, and said as if talking to myself: "Yes, homosexuality is indeed not accepted by everyone now. It's just that the times are changing, and the opinions of some post-80s and post-90s have also changed. One day, everyone will accept it."

My parents didn't make a sound, and I didn't want them to make a sound. I was completely desperate.I don't dare to hope that they can accept me like this, but I can't give in. Once I give in, all this will become a joke.

I tidied up the materials again, sniffled and resisted the urge to cry, stroked my hair, and put the materials on the dining table.I said with red eyes and a hoarse voice: "Dad, Mom. I really hope you can read these materials."

After I finished speaking, I didn't want to stay here, so I wanted to go out.When I opened the door, my mother's indifferent and slightly trembling voice came from behind me, "If you leave this house, never come back."

My hands trembled slightly, and I turned around in disbelief.

Mom is no longer crying, but looking at those red eyes is even more heartbreaking.She gritted her teeth tightly, and then, under my desperate gaze, picked up my materials, walked to the trash can, and threw them directly, "I don't know how to read it, don't think about it, it's impossible. "

As soon as my heart ached, a sense of dizziness hit me, making my eyes go black.I held on to the door tightly so that I didn't fall to the ground due to dizziness.I closed my eyes in pain and trembled all over.

At this moment, my heart tugged violently, and the sound of abandoning weapons and surrendering hit my head, making my temples throbbing non-stop.

My parents' love and meticulous care for me since I was a child flashed in my mind, and my director and I went from being strangers at the beginning to sharing the same bed today.I thought of my mother crying, and the kiss between the director and me before parting.

I finally understand why the director said that before he left, because this kind of choice is really too painful.

Is the director ready for the possible breakup between me and her?Is this all about to end?Her tenderness, her cuteness, everything about her, am I willing to give up like this?

If I lost the director, just thinking about it would make my heart ache like death.

My heart ached so badly that I clutched the clothes on my chest tightly. I closed my eyes for a moment in agony, and then slowly opened them.I can't just give up like this, I can't just leave the director like this.

From the beginning to the present, how much she has paid for me.She is so outstanding, but she loves me so much, even I can feel her dedication.

Why is Sister Hua Nan willing to give up pursuing the director?Isn't it because she unabashedly likes me in front of her friends?Why did Yuan's father and Yuan's mother accept me so easily?Isn't it because she has done enough homework in front of her parents and is not willing to let me suffer any grievances?

Although I never said these things, I knew in my heart that everything was because she loved me.

And I love her too.

"Mom... I'm sorry." I said this in a trembling voice, and then walked out of the house as if fleeing, and closed the door with a "bang".

The moment I closed the door, my tears kept falling, I just wanted to cry, the voice escaped from my throat several times, and I covered my mouth tightly to hold back.

I leaned against the door, covering my mouth and crying in pain. My legs were already weak, and I slowly slid against the door and fell to the ground.

Why, why must one of them be sorry?

I was not willing to make the director sad, but I chose to make my parents sad.Loyalty is a dilemma, but this is not a question of loyalty, is it?Why is the same dilemma?

I don't know how long I cried against the door, and I don't know what kind of force prompted me to stand up and leave here when I was at a loss.

I don't know how I left, and I don't know how I got back, but I went back anyway.Standing in front of the house, he pressed his finger on the fingerprint lock.

The door slammed open.I was so dazed that I was a little overwhelmed, I just subconsciously pushed away and walked in.The place where the eyes are looking feels a little familiar, but they don't know where it is.

I glanced over several times without focus, and finally saw the director coming out of the study.Seeing a familiar figure, I finally gathered my eyes and recognized the person in front of me.

It turns out that I... am back home...

Realizing this, I wanted to laugh.But I don't know if I laughed or not. I clearly feel that I am smiling brightly, but why is the director's eyes so distressed?

The director walked up to me quickly, her delicate face was full of worry and distress, and there was some pain that I didn't understand.Before I could react, she hugged me and pressed my face on her shoulder.

"Yi Nian, what's wrong with you?" The director's voice trembled slightly.

"What's wrong with me...? I'm fine..." I replied subconsciously, but my brain seemed to be unable to react, and my heart was throbbing in pain.

"I really don't have anything..." I repeated this sentence again, and then the tears that I thought had dried up poured out again. I wanted to wipe away the tears in a daze, but found that I couldn't wipe them away .

The director's body trembled slightly, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Her voice was crying, full of countless pains.

My heart throbbed suddenly, which brought me back to my senses from that dazed state.I realized the director's self-blame, and hurriedly hugged her back in a panic, "No, it's not your problem. Don't apologize, don't apologize."

"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have to face these things..." The director felt uneasy and guilty, "I'm very sad, I'm sad for you to face these pains, and I'm powerless but I don't want to stop you from coming out. "

"But even if it's not you, I will have to face these one day, isn't it necessary?" I patted her on the back to comfort her, but I couldn't stop my tears, "Everything will happen In the past, this is better than we imagined, isn't it? Look, I'm back, my parents didn't lock me up, it's not the worst time yet..."

But my mother doesn't want me anymore, she won't let me go home...

"And I gave the information to my mother, and my mother will definitely read it. My mother is also an intellectual, so she will change her mind, won't she? Then I will take you home and show them how good my partner is... ..."

But the information was thrown into the trash can by my mother... My mother said that even if all the men in the world died, they would not accept me as a girlfriend.

I'm really sad, but I don't want the director to blame himself.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." The director repeated these three words in pain, and hugged me tighter and tighter, "Yi Nian, I regret it, I really regret it."

"Don't say it, don't say it." I didn't dare to listen to the director's words, I was afraid that she would say something I couldn't accept, so I hugged her tightly, "Yi Er, everything will pass, everything will pass In the past. Now it’s just because time is short, I just came out of the closet. After a while, things will change.”

The director was silent for a moment, and finally nodded lightly, stopped making a sound, and held me still.

I realized she nodded, and I breathed a sigh of relief.But this moment of relaxation made it impossible for me to take a breath, and I was wrapped up in a heavy depression.

I seem to be talking to her, and I also seem to be talking to myself, like hypnosis, and self-comfort.

"It will pass...it will pass..."

But when is that day?