Shhh, it's a secret...

In the second half of the second semester of high school, when the exam was approaching, the school suddenly received a notice that a new leader had been appointed to the Education Bureau.As the saying goes, a new official takes office three times, and the leader strictly checks the situation of make-up classes, so this week is a rare weekend.

I called back and was about to ask my mom to tidy up my bedroom when I was told she was away on business and the keys were left under the flower pot by the door for me to fend for myself.

"Hey, you're always my own son. After all, you're going to treat me like this when you're on vacation?"

I looked at the classmates who were picked up by their parents as soon as they left the school, and compared my mother's attitude. For a moment, my mouth curled up in displeasure.

"What did I do to you?"

My mother made a sound from her nasal cavity. Based on what I knew about her, I immediately had an ominous premonition. If it didn't happen, she immediately compared Yin You with me: "Look at you, You You, from childhood to adulthood Didn’t you say anything when you didn’t live alone? What happened when I asked you to live alone? Ah? I abused you?!”

"An old man, what's the matter with being so coquettish? It's fine if you can't compare to Yin You, who did you grow up with this character?!"

But my mother is my mother after all. Although she said it harshly, she still couldn't worry about me. As I said, my mother is only my precious son. In the end, she softened her breath: "If you are really scared, Let Youyou come to accompany you, anyway, Youyou is enough to take care of you since childhood, but don't bully Youyou!"

I looked at him coming down the stairs, curled my lips in disdain, who cares that he took care of me, said a few words casually, and hung up the phone.

"Zozo..."

The clear boyish voice came from behind, and I couldn't help but startled, even if I was used to it, sometimes I would be amazed by that voice.

At that time, most of the students in the class were in the period of voice change, and there were piles of ugly male duck voices, but he, as if he had not experienced that period, suddenly changed his voice from an immature child's voice to a clear juvenile voice , a little bit magnetic, and a bit of a nasal murmur when acting like a baby. Although it is not voice-activated, it is also very emotional.

I turned my head to look at him, with delicate features and flawless skin, but not at all effeminate, and his angular and resolute face showed his majesty and pride.

"Auntie isn't home?"

he asks.

He knows me very well, even better than my mother, and he can see what I want to do from the slightest expression.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" he said, "I can make you your favorite sauce duck, cola chicken wings and braised carp."

I silently swallowed, and made up my mind to reject his temptation, thinking that if my mother said that I am not doing well, I will not be able to live well?I want to show her that I can still live this weekend without Mr. Yin You!

Seeing that I didn't respond, he turned a deaf ear to me, suddenly he chuckled, and leaned into my ear and said, "I knew my little Qiao wouldn't be moved by this petty profit, but Xiao Qiao, you miss me." Bar?"

His hot breath was on my ear, like a seductive gasp during high/taunting, especially when his hands were not placed there in a proper way. In an instant, his face turned red with a "boom", and I stretched out my hand to squeeze it. His chin moved close to his eyes, looked fiercely at his dark eyes, and said, "Yin You, you'd better not call him Dad!"

Unexpectedly, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, and he didn't care about my presumptuousness. He stretched out his hand to hook my neck, and whispered in my ear again: "Dad~"

……

The ending can be imagined. At that time, I was so angry that I took a car and went straight to the door. The moment the door was closed, I pressed him against the door, stripped off my clothes, and entered the hot place without any lubrication. .

Perhaps because of the roughness, his body froze visibly the moment he entered, and then softened in the slightest moment, and a heavy panting came out from under his body: "Little Qiao, one day, I will be tossed to death by you... ..."

I didn't pay attention to him, but desperately ravaged/ravaged/violated/violated this high-altitude flower in the mouth of my classmates. I like to make his waist soft and soft, crying and saying: Dad, no more...

I like to see his always proud eyes stained with peach/colored lust/desire, his pure black eyes glow with water, crying under me, as if I dominate everything about him...

In fact, at the end of the matter, I found that this is not what it seems, but the truth.

After the tenderness, he curled up in my arms, and he and I lay on the blanket on the ground, a part of our body still stayed in that hot place, enjoying the last feast.

I pushed him: "I'm hungry, you go cook!"

He was not angry, he reached out and tapped my forehead, full of helpless pampering: "Little Qiao, you are really ruthless~"

"you……"

I was about to say something, but was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door.

"Zozuo, you..."

At the door, my mother stood outside the door, looking at us naked. For a moment, she opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She just closed the door with a bang, and the world returned to silence.

The sound of closing the door woke me up, and also woke up Yin You. He finished dressing immediately, and carried me into the bathroom, who was stunned, after a simple rinse, he took out clean clothes and put them on for me.

Looking into my dull eyes, he hugged me tightly, patted my trembling back comfortingly and said, "Little Qiao, don't be afraid, I'm here."

He carried me into the bedroom, and gently put me on the bed as usual. He gave me a quiet and safe enough space to go out alone, facing my mother's anger alone, and bearing all the disasters alone.

Even now, homosexuality is not so open, and countless same-sex couples live in the shadows, let alone back then.

I was afraid and timid, so I could only hug myself, like a timid ostrich with its head buried between its legs, staying in the safe place he gave me.

I never thought of going out, let alone sharing the burden with him, I was just blindly afraid, afraid that from now on, others would look at me like a monster...

I know exactly what kind of person I am. I am selfish. Under the love of Yin You for ten years, I have only myself in my heart, and the only thing I worry about is myself.

I have forgotten how I walked out of that door. I just remember that I knelt in front of my mother, looked at her with despair and anger and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will leave him."

leave……

Yin You took a step back suddenly, the eyes that were once full of pride were only empty, he looked at me in disbelief, his tightly pressed lips revealed endless grievances.

But I still lowered my head, avoiding his sight.

That was the only time I bowed my head in front of him.

I'll leave him, really.

It's not that I'm afraid of my mother's anger. If she gets angry again, it's my mother. She likes Yin You so much, and I'm her own son. If she persists, she'll probably just turn a blind eye, or even make it happen.

However, I know this is only the beginning.

The fire cannot be contained in the paper. One day, more and more people will know about me and him. Outsiders will not tolerate and understand like their own family members. They will only make irresponsible remarks. That look scares me.

So Yinyou, we can't be together.

Just treat it as a game, and when the sun rises, it should be over.

You go back to your life circle, and I go back to mine. In the future, there should be no intersection.

I was a spoiled kid who didn't want to face right and wrong.

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