same-sex repulsion 1

Discipline returned home and was not surprised to see that the lights in the house were turned off.What greeted him was darkness, outside the undrawn curtains, all kinds of neon lights in City A at night flickered, the lights passed through the windows, and the light shone on the solid wood furniture, and there was a quiet atmosphere in the huge house.

No one at home.

Mom should still be busy with work, and she is used to the discipline. Sometimes when she returns home after three nights, she has to wash up before seeing her open the door with a delicate handbag. The tiredness on her face cannot be concealed.

It's just that every time I see Yan Ming, I always show a gratified and satisfied smile, which brings discipline more warmth than the spring breeze.

He first took off his sneakers, put the schoolbag in the study, and held the bonbons and biscuits in his hand, ready to put them in the refrigerator.

After opening the refrigerator, after thinking about it, he opened the candy box, took out one and put it in his mouth.Even if it was just put in the refrigerator, it still belonged to him, and he was not willing to let Jiu Xin Tang leave his hands like this, he was reluctant to let it go.

Still thinking about what to eat tonight.

Let's cook some noodles casually.

He took out the noodles from the cabinet, and when he walked to the dining table, he saw an exquisite cake on it.

The petals made of cream are delicate and beautiful, covering the side of the cake in large pieces, with orange slices and kiwi slices neatly arranged on top, and dark red cherries dotted in the middle. It doesn't look like a cake, but more like a delicate cake. crafts.

It looks delicious too.

It should have been left by my mother.Discipline thought with certainty—every time the food was put on the table, it was like this.

Then take it easy.

It's better to put the noodles back in place, turn on the TV disciplinedly, and let the sound fill the empty room.I took out the broom to sweep the floor, changed into casual home clothes, and then started eating cake.

The cake is not particularly sweet, and aloe vera pulp is added inside, which is very refreshing.The unique design also made Discipline look at it for a while, wondering where to cut the knife.

Finally finished it.The cake is not too small, but just enough to fill the stomach for discipline.

Wanting to take this opportunity to relax, discipline didn't pack up the food immediately, but sat in front of the TV and watched the TV series that was playing.

If you don't watch the beginning, you won't see the end. From the middle, you can browse casually, and there is no burden to follow the drama to the end.He watched TV more casually, people's smiles and those different stories.

The door opened.

"Mother."

Discipline poked his head out from the sofa. Although he still looked lazy, he still took the bag from his mother graciously. When he looked up, he realized that He Fang was different today than usual.

"Mom, you look so pretty today."

He Fang is different from the previous image of always wearing serious professional suits, shrewd and neat. Instead, he has long hair scattered over his shoulders and is wearing a soft long skirt.The dark brown curly hair is draped softly on the off-white long dress, and the fringe decoration on the shoulders is mixed with the hair, like the lead singer and the accompaniment singer in the singing, which are different but complement each other.

Discipline feels that this kind of dress is the most suitable for mothers.Although the skirts that have to be worn in the workplace on weekdays are neat and neat, they are too formal.

"Mom, you're so beautiful today, are you out on a date?"

He Fang smiled, "Why are you still making fun of me? This doesn't look like you in school. You should really let your classmates know your true colors."

Discipline is always a matter of seriousness in school. It was He Fang who accidentally discovered that when the parent meeting was held, she came early by accident, passed by girls who came out late in the class, and overheard their words .Back home, and then quietly asked Han Fangzhi.Han Fangzhi felt extremely "angry" at the fact that the discipline mother didn't know the other party's true face, and said everything in one go.

And then after the discipline knew...

She bent down to change her slippers, then took the bag that discipline handed over and went back to the room.

"Is the cake delicious?"

He Fang was probably still changing clothes, so he deliberately raised his voice.

"It's delicious, mom, where did you buy it...I want to eat it again next time."

Discipline rubbed on the sofa again, and then lazily propped himself up to clean up the food he had eaten.It was very cold at night, and the clear water flowed from the faucet, hitting the boy's slender fingers.

"son."

"Mom?" He Fang has already changed into her home clothes, and the makeup on her face has also been removed, looking at Discipline tenderly like an extremely ordinary mother.

"You have really grown up." He Fang's voice was full of relief and emotion. It was obviously the same voice, but what was flowing in the air at this moment was the kind of warmth and nostalgia that made people unable to help but cry. .

"I remember that you were not like this when you were a child. You were always clinging to me, saying you wanted to eat this and that, and sometimes you would cry."

Discipline is more helpless, "Mom—" he draws out his voice, "It all happened when I was a few years old."

"No matter how old you are, you are my son." He Fang's voice was somewhat helpless, "Besides, no matter how old you were, the things you did were all things you did."

She turned around and poured herself a glass of water, gently pinched the handle of the ceramic cup with her well-maintained hands, pulled out the chair for herself, and sat sideways on it.

"When you were a kid, you always liked to sit on your dad...on his shoulders."

He Fang paused involuntarily, "Now...it's really different."

Discipline stopped what he was doing.

He turned back hastily like this, the fork still dripping in his hand.Without the buffer of the hand, the clear water dripped directly onto the basin, making a muffled sound.

He knew that he asked this question, which might make his mother recall more things that he didn't want to recall. He knew that after his father left the house at that time, the family relationship had really been separated and broken, and even lost the original relationship. Intimacy and strong affection.

But he still has to ask.

He has already imagined countless times in his heart, what occasion, what method, and what tone he should ask, but at this moment, reason can no longer catch up with emotion, and discipline feels that he has lost his usual self-control and calmness.His soul seemed to be floating above his body, watching the person below him open his mouth uncontrollably, and the familiar voice said a sentence that he had never thought of.

"Mom, you... divorce him."

He didn't dare to look at He Fang's expression, but when he spoke, his eyes met He Fang's without hesitation.

So at this moment, his two eyes, both with 5.0 vision, can clearly see his mother's expression.

Mother's expression seemed to freeze, but she suddenly returned to her normal state, as if nothing had happened, and she didn't say the words of discipline just now.

"Don't think too much about adults' things, children."

"Um..."

As if he was confirming, his eyes slowly returned to the plate in his hand.

Wash it, wipe it clean, and put it neatly on the shelf.

Evening time flies, even if school is over early, tidy up casually, eat dinner slowly and watch TV, now it is time to rest normally.

He Fang was still sitting there, and didn't stand up until the discipline was cleared up, ready to go back to the room.

"Son, I'm going to sleep first."

"Well, good night, Mom."

Discipline dried his hands, and when he went back to the room and closed the door, he saw that the light in the master bedroom was still on.Although there is only a little bit through the gap in the door, it is very eye-catching in the dark.

"Mom", Discipline is still standing at the door of his room, holding the doorknob in his hand.The words spoken seemed to be talking to himself.

"I know that now I am incapable and inexperienced, and I can only rely on others to live. But I will work hard. I will become a responsible and responsible person who can protect my mother. Whether you are with him or not, your happiness will be alright.

I don't care who you are with, I just hope you can find someone who treats you well.

This... is not easy, so you have to seize the opportunity as soon as possible, I hope someone can accompany you, and you don't want to live like this alone.At least, until I am able to protect you and take care of you, I hope you are happy. "

He took a deep breath.

Even if he didn't want his father and mother to be together, it was definitely not the only thing he wanted.He has already noticed these unusual places of his father, but has been subconsciously ignoring them.

It's just that fire cannot be contained in paper, and the accumulation of small mistakes will eventually lead to conflicts.What he can't accept is his father's cheating and wanting to beat his mother...

He is obviously an adult, how could he not realize that what he did was wrong?How could it be possible to make mistakes again and again uncontrollably?

"Good night, Mom."

He said it again, and the somewhat thin boy sighed softly.

Then, there was the sound of the door closing.

Lying on the bed on his back, the discipline did not close the curtains, the sky was very bright, all kinds of neon lights gathered outside the window to form a brilliant picture, and the afterglow of some lights hit the ceiling through the window, accompanied by the gentle night, like Stars dotted the night sky.

He stretched out his hand, and his arm and palm blocked part of his vision, but he knew that the things on the ceiling didn't change anything.

Probably, life is like this.

Yan Ming unconsciously came to mind again, in his heart, he was a hundred times gentler than the night.

Like a girl's dream that is constantly weaving, he is immersed in the web of imagination, unwilling to wake up, and does not want to leave. It would be great if he lived in the dream all the time.

No deceit, no cruelty, no cruelty at all.

He smiled slightly.

Let go of the burden in your heart, and instead let those wonderful things fill your mind. When a person reaches out to him, he holds it tight without hesitation.

I hope that everything is like wine heart candy, which makes people unconsciously drunk, and finally what is between the lips and teeth is the fragrance and sweetness

Good night, Yan Ming.

The author has something to say:

emmm.. Because Calvin is too serious, and the progress is too slow compared with the expected progress, so the structure of the article may be changed at that time, instead of interspersed with seven years ago and seven years later.

There is a plot that has been in my mind before I conceived this novel, so it is better to say that it is about the story in my heart than "Same-Sex Repulsion" is to satisfy my wish of writing a teacher-student essay. Rich, from a single bone to a whole skeleton, plus real flesh and blood.