same-sex repulsion 1

He Ru hurriedly dressed, walked to the entrance, hesitated again and again, and went back to the kitchen to get the car keys.

Discipline didn't change his shoes when he got home, but now it's a lot more convenient - at least he doesn't have to bend down to put on his shoes.

The mother and son walked downstairs, and Ji Changxing was already waiting for them downstairs.

Discipline opened the rear door and got in. After that, He Ru sat in the co-pilot as usual.

There was a muffled sound from the door when it was closed, but there was silence inside the car.

That frozen oppression and silence that feels suffocating at any time.

Good thing it's not the right hand...

Staring at his injured hand disciplinedly, and as if suddenly remembering, he rolled up his sleeve clumsily with one hand.

It will definitely have to be washed and returned to the teacher, but blood stains are not good.

It quickly arrived at the hospital. After parking the car, Ji Changxing took He Ru and Discipline to the registration place.

"I found a doctor."

Ji Changxing quickened his pace, and the suit on his body was no longer flat and wrinkled, as if he was escaping from something, helpless and sad.

He Ru wanted to hold Discipline's hand, but he still walked by Discipline's side, his worried eyes never moved away from Discipline's body, and he always wanted to say something but didn't open his mouth.

Stared at by such eyes, Discipline smiled reluctantly, but felt the pain caused by the muscles on his face being pulled.

He couldn't smile.

"I'm fine, Mom."

At this time, all words seemed extremely pale and powerless, obviously everything could be understood, felt the emotions in my heart, there was no way to change it, but I still tried to comfort him with words.

How can my own pain compare to the pain in my mother's heart?

When the pretense of calm is torn away, only bloody wounds are left behind.

Discipline really doesn't understand, when did it start and what happened that made the two of them go from intimacy to estrangement, and even to a situation where only quarreling is the only way of communication.

If the gentleness and generosity of mother and the calm demeanor of father cannot be together forever, then what is real marriage, love and responsibility?

Three people entered a doctor's consulting room.

"Doctor Wang, I'm sorry, I have to trouble you so late..."

"Mr. Ji, you're being polite," Dr. Wang shook his head indifferently, and pulled away the chair opposite his desk.

"Come on, kids sit here, Mr. and Mrs. Ji, there is a sofa behind."

"Mom and Dad, let's go."

Discipline sat down in the chair.

"It's a hand injury... Come on, put it on the table."

There were tweezers, alcohol swabs, and a few other items on the table, apparently prepared in advance.

"It might hurt a little, so try not to move around. But man...of course it's not a problem."

Discipline originally thought that the doctor his father found would definitely be the kind of doctor with superb medical skills and rigorous personality.In this case, the personality will naturally not be too cheerful.

But Dr. Wang... is obviously the kind who talks a lot and has a good temper...

Discipline began to wonder if there was no one in the hospital at night, so a pediatric doctor was temporarily brought in to make up the number.

"it is good."

Discipline, by comparison, is lukewarm.

Discipline looked at his pierced hands, some of the wounds were relatively small, and the bleeding had stopped now, while some of the wounds were slightly larger, and there were still glass shards on his hands, which looked mottled with blood, which was still uncomfortable of.

Just like when drawing blood, he forced himself to watch the needle tip pierce the skin. For some reason, Discipline still stared at the tweezers in the doctor's hand, watching the tweezers pinch out the small fragments bit by bit.

I will definitely not be a doctor in the future...

Eyes are going to go blind...

It really hurts, and the alcohol stimulates the wound, which is even more of a sharp pain - the only advantage is that the pain doesn't last long.

He watched as the doctor took care of the wound bit by bit, applied medicine, and then wrapped it with gauze.

"Okay, it's over."

"Thank you."

And very careful... really a pediatric doctor.

Discipline saw that the doctor looked at him with a little hesitation.

"Your face...is swollen."

"Ah..." swollen...

Indeed, this was not unexpected, as Dad's blow was not light.

"I'll prescribe you a tube of ointment, which has a better effect on reducing swelling. After you go home and apply it, you'll be fine when you go to school."

"Well, thank you."

"It's best not to get water on the wound, don't cover it all the time, but don't touch it again. The medicine is ready, and you can check the situation at night. If the scabs are scabbed and it doesn't hurt, you can remove the gauze. Be careful in the future Come on, it hurts so much."

The doctor's instructions were very detailed, and the discipline was written down one by one, and then I thanked the doctor.

When the doctor told the discipline to pay attention, He Ru and Ji Changxing got up from the sofa and walked over.

The doctor said to He Ru who was behind him, "He can recover quickly, but because of the wound, he should take a rest and don't eat hair or anything."

"it is good."

"After that, just go down and get the ointment. You're welcome. It's just a small matter. You should go back and rest early."

The three went to get the ointment again and drove home.Back home, He Ru went back to the bedroom to change clothes, Discipline and Ji Changxing were in the living room.

Discipline plucked up his courage, but he was still struggling with words. Instead of looking at Ji Changxing, he turned his head away.

Discipline feels that even if he is really not good at words, he has never been like today, when he cannot speak but has to speak.

There is no longer a simple, relaxed and harmonious father-son relationship between two people.

Since Ji Changxing's slap, no, even earlier, the established trajectory has changed unconsciously, but the people on the road don't know it, but unswervingly follow the only road forward OK.

Lopsided.

"Dad... are you staying at home today?"

Discipline stared at the TV cabinet opposite the sofa, but didn't see the wry smile on Ji Changxing's face.

At that moment, Ji Changxing aged a lot in an instant.

"No... When your mother comes out, I'll leave after I say one word."

Discipline is still staring at that position—even in class, he has never been as serious as he is now.

"Dad...Really, there is no other way?"

Ji Changxing did not answer immediately.

As if it had been a long time, there was a sigh in the air.

Mixed with the ticking of the clock, it should have gradually disappeared, but for some reason, it lingered for a long time.

"I'm sorry for you and your mother..."

Discipline did not speak, his left hand wrapped in gauze on his knee was trembling slightly.

"Today...I shouldn't reach out. Son, take care of you and your mother, and tell me if you need anything..."

Discipline did not speak.

He was looking at the TV cabinet at the moment, but he didn't deliberately avoid his father's sight and figure.

He is thinking.

He was bewildered.

He doesn't understand.

It is obviously not forced, why do you always make decisions that will make yourself and others very painful?He clearly had something in his mind, but he couldn't say it outright. Even if he couldn't ask loudly, he didn't whisper it.

Why is it that there is a brighter and smoother road, but it is still difficult and ups and downs for some insignificant things, and there are better choices, but it is still hesitant.

But it all boils down to one problem.

Why cheat!

It is obvious that this problem can be avoided from the very beginning, even if something happens, a positive solution should be found from the very beginning, obviously an adult with self-control and a sense of responsibility, and a sense of right and wrong, why would he do these things?

Is this obsession?

Then why put on an embarrassing posture?

Why?

Discipline has a thousand words in his heart and wants to question and blame the man in front of him. There is always a big gap between what he imagines in his mind and the reality.

All the anger, confusion, and confusion turned into deep helplessness.

Words are feeble.

He took off his coat with one hand, took the ointment, stood up from the sofa and planned to go back to the bedroom.

With his back to Ji Changxing, he spoke before pushing open the bedroom door.

"Dad, let's go.

"

Discipline has not looked back.

"Mom...I will take care of it. Now that you have made your decision, there is no need to hesitate. I will try to take responsibility.

So, from now on, you...don't come back and make mom sad. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked into the bedroom.

The sound insulation of the house is very good, and he cannot hear the sound of the security door opening and closing.

Discipline knows that mother has changed her clothes a long time ago, but she has not gone out.

Everything has changed.

Dad is no longer the dad he used to be, and home will never be the same again.

Therefore, he will really try to take responsibility as he said, protect his mother and prevent her from any harm.

Washing is still very strenuous. After all, things that could be easily done with two hands before will be doubled if only one hand is used.

His face was already swollen and red, in stark contrast to the other side.

Ugh.

I still have to go to school, so I can only hope that this ointment is really good.

Lie on your back on the bed and close your eyes disciplinedly.

It's already past twelve o'clock, and it's already a new day.

I hope that when I open my eyes again, all the things waiting for me are extremely beautiful things.

Sleeping drowsily, but in a trance again, regaining consciousness.He opened his eyes in a daze, but felt that the light was too strong, so he raised his arm to cover it.

The sun is really harsh.

After adapting to the too strong sunlight, Discipline opened his eyes.

It was a really refreshing sleep.

There is no pain in the hands and face, and the knee has already recovered.

so good.

I put on my clothes slowly, but felt that something was wrong.

It's time now...why didn't mom wake me up?

But he was still carrying his schoolbag, and saw the clean and clean coat next to the schoolbag.

His gaze inadvertently passed over the small alarm clock on the bedside table.

eleven o'clock...

Fuck!It's eleven o'clock! ! !