my dear pastry chef

Wen Qingrun put down the violin in his hand and looked up at the burning clouds in the sky.The shy sun slowly moved out of the clouds step by step, and the vast sunlight dyed the entire sky red.Accompanied by the tiredness of a sleepless night, Wen Qingrun rubbed her temples and sat down on the sofa.

Wen Qingrun raised her head and glanced at the time on the watch, sighed, then stood up, and went back to the bedroom to change into a more formal dress.He flushed his face with cold water, trying to wake himself up.Turn on the mobile phone, then go downstairs and take the subway to the direction of the train station.

The train station with people coming and going made Wen Qingrun fall into a long silence. All kinds of noisy and chaotic noises, as well as the collision of men and women passing by, made him a little uneasy. He clenched his hands into a fist and took a deep breath. Take a breath and then walk in the established direction.Seeing my parents coming out of the station, I squeezed out a smile, trying to be normal.

"Good morning Mom, are you tired? I'll take you to my house to rest."

Seeing her mother nodding reservedly, Wen Qingrun smiled and led the way.On the way back, his mother kept talking about her so-called blind date partner, and Wen Qingrun remained silent and didn't want to agree.

He found that he couldn't do it.It is impossible to cater to the preferences of parents to marry a woman.This kind of behavior is probably called fraudulent marriage. With Wen Qingrun's education, the books he read and the things his sister told him, he couldn't do such a behavior.Wen Qingrun, who has been severely traumatized, does not want to inflict the same harm on others.

"You dead boy, can't you hear me?"

Mother Wen narrowed her eyes with a haughty look, and looked at Wen Qingrun without the slightest warmth in her eyes.Wen Qingrun was used to Mother Wen's attitude, so she apologized very politely, and then smiled.

"It's such a mother, why don't we go back first and I'll pour you a glass of water. How about we talk slowly?"

Mother Wen nodded when she heard this.When he returned to the house that Wen Qingrun bought privately, of course he told his parents that he rented it.Wen Qingrun poured mother Wen a cup of tea, then knelt down.Her knees touched the cold floor straight, and seeing Mother Wen's surprised eyes, Wen Qingrun strengthened her heart.

"Mum, I'm sorry I'm actually gay."

Wen Qingrun's words froze the air instantly, and for a while there was only the sound of the clock ticking, making the whole room extremely quiet.Then, a bang broke the silence.The teacup fell to the ground, and the bouncing fragments scratched Wen Qingrun's cheek, and then Mother Wen's loud applause came suddenly.

He saw the disgust written on Mother Wen's face.

"Enough, huh, it's shameful to have a son like you. Hey, you didn't become attached to men because you were pushed into the water when you were 3 years old, and then you were beaten again? Disgusting... Our Wen family is not like you Shameful son, don't contact us in the future."

The scar was torn open again.

Wen Qingrun will never forget how he was pushed into the water by the good girl whom his mother always praised, how they forced him to drink the porridge with desiccant, let alone the indifferent face of his mother, and his father The indifference and... grandma's scolding and beating immediately.

Wen Qingrun didn't understand why, why everyone didn't like herself, except for her younger sister who was born later, who would always defend herself, no one liked herself.But now he understands that the reason is very simple - he just doesn't like it.

Mother, father, and grandma didn't like him because Wen Qingrun looked like his dead grandfather. Those who bullied him didn't like him because his parents didn't like him, so he deserved to be bullied.Although it was a boy who rescued himself at that time, Wen Qingrun knew that he was also one of the instigators.

Wen Qingrun was born a homosexual, there is no acquired reason.

Mother Wen slammed the door and left, Wen Qingrun knelt on the ground with a wry smile, there were no tears but sadness.Wen Qingrun stood up and patted his knees, went to the kitchen to get a broom to sweep up the debris, and after mopping it up, he went to find alcohol to disinfect the wound and put it on with a band-aid.

In fact, Wen Qingrun already knew that this would happen. In his opinion, everyone except his sister was sincere.In fact, Wen Qingrun didn't really care about their attitude. He just picked up the violin, but just after playing half of the piece, he found that there was something wrong with the strings of the violin, so he put it down.

bang——

The violin fell to the ground, Wen Qingrun bent down to pick it up, and put it away.Wen Qingrun muttered this familiar title in a low voice, and then the corners of her eyes turned red.

"Mother……"

Outside the window is a clear blue sky, just like it used to be.The white clouds floated softly without any change, but it seemed that something was different.Yes, there is no sunlight. The sunlight seems to be blocked by thick clouds and cannot be seen.It was as if Wen Qingrun's heart was covered by a thick haze, even he couldn't see it.

The author has something to say: Hey, abuse our protagonist.By the way, let me explain why the protagonist has delusions of being persecuted, but the setting feels a bit off...well, let's just leave it at that.Well, don't worry about your relationship with Xiao Luobai, take your time.