Xuan and Meng

Now the Internet is supportive of things like coming out of the closet, and there are even many interesting jokes and videos on Weibo.But it may not be so simple and calm when it really happens to one's relatives.

Before saying it, Ning Du had already predicted the reaction of his parents and sister.My sister may be okay, but as a parent of the older generation, I can't accept it anyway.

Not only immediate family members, more pressure comes from collateral gossip.Fortunately, Ning Du opened his own clinic as the boss, otherwise he would have been hit hard in the workplace.

Recently, Ning Du specially read a lot of information on this aspect on the Internet, and there are many live posts on the post bar, live broadcasting his emotions, sharing some chat screenshots and life stories.At first, Ning Du enjoyed watching it with relish, but soon, he became a little bored.They were all young children, and they posted posts to share within a few days of talking. In Ning Du's view, few of them could make it to the end.Immature, head burnt by love, and craving attention.

Children like them, or people who show their lives on the Internet like this, will be led away by the Internet if their minds are a little unsteady, and they will live in an unoriginal and impure way.

Even falling in love for the sake of showing life changed the original intention.

Life is based on reality, but love is your own.

I was bored, and accidentally turned to a story, and Nankang was in vain.Click to search, full of information.

After finding his two records and reading them carefully, Ning Du's heart ached like being hit, and his finger holding the mouse trembled slightly.Really distressed, even though he is a stranger.

It turns out that there are really some people who will be so affectionate and will not change until death.Everyone who reads Nankang, whether straight or homophobic, will be moved by it.For his sincerity, for his extreme worthlessness.For eight years, the overwhelming eulogy on the Internet hurt everyone who knew his story.

Why are tragedies always passed down?

Someone is just getting married, someone is cold in the river.

Ning Du suddenly felt frightened, his heart twitched, as if something had been pulled out of his body.I can't even hold the mouse anymore.

He was terrified and began to fidget, and was still restless when he stood up and moved around.Inexplicable, unreasonable, enveloping his emotions like a whirlpool.It's just maddening.

He couldn't take it anymore and drove home directly.

"Ning Du?" Xuan He opened the door for him in a cute pink apron, a little surprised.As usual, there are still three hours to get home.

Moreover, looking at his face, something was wrong, "Ning Du, what's wrong?"

Ning Du felt relieved when he saw Xuan He, hugged him regardless, and locked his small body in his arms.Sweet taste.

"Ningdu?"

"It's okay, I just missed you." After saying this, Ning Du choked up.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if Xuanhe met someone like Zhang Jilong; he couldn't imagine that Xuanhe had no one to rely on and plunged into the cold of the river; he couldn't imagine if Xuanhe disappeared from his life.The world is impermanent, fortunately I met you.

In the evening, Ning Du showed Xuanhe the story of Nankang. Ning Du did not expect that Xuanhe cried all night, his voice became hoarse from crying, and his eyes were swollen like walnuts.

"Baby, don't cry, okay?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Ning Du~ I, I don't want to cry either. I can't help it...Wow~" Xuan He cried so hard that he lost all strength.

Seeing him so sad, Ning Du also felt the same way, "The Si people have passed away, and those who are alive should take it as a warning. Xuanhe, let's not end like this."

"Ke Ke, he is so pitiful."

"Yeah, he's a big fool, and he paid the wrong person. But you see, so many people love him, remember him, and write songs and lyrics for him. He will be happy in the next life, right?"

"If only I went in 2008. I don't want him to die. He will be famous for thousands of years, and he will be lonely after his death. I want him to be happy in this life." Xuanhe said, holding the quilt with grief Crying, "I'm so sad, Ning Du~"

Ning Du had no choice but to hug him even under the quilt. This kind of hug will make people feel very safe.Xuanhe was caught up in Ningdu's tenderness and Nankang's sadness, and cried for several hours.

Since human beings have civilization, there have been several moths to the flame, and there is a balance in my heart, which puts you and life on each side.If there is a slight difference, once you become lighter, I will die.Such emotions are too deep for the human body to bear.Therefore, such Nankang chooses to sacrifice himself with death, and we cannot bear it.The world is so big, even if the eulogy is sung, there is no such a person.

Ning Du didn't sleep all night.

A week later, it was August, the hottest month, and I bought a lot of gifts, and finally visited Beijing with Xuanhe.

Ningdu's family is not very rich, and his parents are ordinary working class, but the house in Beijing is very expensive, the third ring road, more than 200 square meters.This house has a long history. It was originally the house of Grandpa Ning Du's uncle. Both of his sons died in that chaotic era, and there were no successors, so the house was given to Grandpa Ning Du's father.Passed down through four generations.Now the market price is tens of millions.However, it is not the property of Ning Du's family. After several generations, there are many descendants and collateral lines.

"Dad!" As soon as Ning Du entered the old house, he saw his father walking the birds in the yard.He is old and strong, and he has just retired, and he is in good spirits.

Seeing his son coming, the bird ignored him and hurried forward, "The kid finally knows he's back!"

"Dad, this is Xuanhe." Ning Du hurriedly introduced his daughter-in-law first.

"Hello, Uncle." Xuan He bowed obediently.

Ning Du's father looked at Xuanhe, nodded with a smile, "Hello, hello. You are so cute. I heard your mother say that you picked someone up and brought him home. I thought she was joking with me. "

"Where's my mother?"

"Going to dance. Have you eaten yet? Do you want to go to your Uncle Zhou's restaurant?"

"No need, we've already eaten." Ning Du hurriedly called his father into the house, he didn't want Xuan He and himself to be dragged over like monkeys and surrounded by neighbors.

"Come, come, sit here." Ning Du's father greeted Xuan He to sit on the sofa.The outside looks like an old house, and the white paint on the walls has been peeled off layer by layer, but the inside of the house is a modern home with a refrigerator and air conditioner.

Xuan He was always a little uncomfortable in unfamiliar places, and his eyes were fixed on Ning Du.

Ning Du's father took out fruit drinks and snacks to entertain.

"Dad, you don't need to worry about us, Xuan and him are more introverted, so we will be embarrassed."

"Then I'll call your mother back. I'll buy some food by the way. Xuanhe, what do you want uncle to buy for you?"

"Whatever, we'll eat anything."

"Okay, I'll call back and call your sister and Lao Zhou's family over. Today, Dad cooks himself." Ning Du's father smiled happily.

Ning Du was a little embarrassed, "Dad, you can just call my sister over. Let's call Uncle Zhou tomorrow. Let's get together with our family first."

"That's okay. I'll go shopping first. Xuanhe, you are having fun. Let Ning Du take you around."

"Ah, um!" Xuan He quickly nodded his head, "Thank you, uncle."

"Haha, no thanks, I'm leaving first."

"Go, Dad."