Window 2, Seventh Canteen

Jiang Wei would ask this question purely as soon as he thought about it, the so-called need to say what he has to say, and the so-called lack of a gatekeeper.

In fact, he didn't expect Zhao Siyuan to give him any useful answers, how do you think about homosexuality?What else can I see?Guess you know, normally you will answer "I am not but I understand" and the like.

But it doesn't matter what the other party thinks, Jiang Wei just wants to bring this issue up for a chat.

Zhao Siyuan just caught up.

If this question was put three months ago, he would definitely not have taken it seriously.

He would probably make a joke about Jiang Wei, saying something like "Why are you changing your sex?"

In fact, when Jiang Wei asked this question, he also felt that Zhao Siyuan would tease him to some extent, but unexpectedly, his question made Zhao Siyuan silent.

After a few seconds, Zhao Siyuan asked without answering, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

It seemed a little sudden, but it didn't matter.

Jiang Wei replied casually, "Just ask, can't you?"

Then there was another longer silence.

Jiang Wei felt that Zhao Siyuan was a little strange, "Yuanzi? What are you doing?"

"Well, it's okay."

"It's okay, are you pretending to be dumb?"

"Wei-"

"Yes, speak up if you have something to say."

"Answer me honestly. If you dare to hide it, I will break off with you immediately."

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry about what I do, anyway, you answer me honestly."

Jiang Wei was convinced that Zhao Siyuan's attitude was not right, and he was a little nervous for no reason, so he just answered with a hum.

Zhao Siyuan's tone was terribly serious, and he paused every word: "Do you have a crush on a man?"

……

Why didn't he know that Yuanzi had such a keen intuition before.

Jiang Wei hesitated for a few seconds, and felt that there was nothing to hide about this matter, so she told the truth: "Now I can't say that I like a man, to be precise, I am liked by a man."

"Oh, sure enough." Zhao Siyuan's tone was cold.

"Sure enough, what? Can you hold back?"

"That cook, I should have known."

"How do you know..."

"How obvious! Why can't I know? The cook is really, hehe, he obviously doesn't know him. If he drags you to Yunnan, I should have thought that this person has no good intentions. You said he likes men, no problem, just hide." If you like to go, it’s over, what’s the matter with running to find straight people? Besides, he’s so old, he still looks for students, so he’s really not ashamed.”

These words were harsh, and Jiang Wei instantly became upset, and changed her tone, "Oh, I didn't see it, you still discriminate against homosexuals."

"I didn't, don't label me blindly, I just can't understand that cook, I tell you Weiwei, stay away from this kind of person, it's for your own good, look at his step by step, it's planned You're taking it to the ditch."

Jiang Wei: "What kind of person? With your tone, you still say it's not discrimination?"

Zhao Siyuan: "Am I wrong? Do you know how chaotic the gay circle is? Just think about that group of people, and it feels like a mess, and you know, many of them have AIDS! Just that cook, he just came here to hook up. You, I don't know how many people have messed with before, it's dirty to think about it."

"Zhao Siyuan! What's the matter with you! Can you still speak human words!" Jiang Wei was really angry at the moment, and she tried her best not to swear.

"What's wrong with me! Tell you Weiwei, if you don't listen to me now, you will regret it later."

"I really didn't realize that you are so narrow-minded!"

"Oh, I'm narrow-minded? You say I'm narrow-minded? I'm-fuck! I'm narrow-minded? You call me narrow-minded because of a gay who can't be beat? It's for your own good, you know? Don't even look at that You just wade into the muddy water! Let me tell you, that cook is definitely not a good person!"

"Okay, as long as you understand, you are the best." Jiang Wei hung up the phone directly.

There was a burst of anger in his heart, and he felt like he was going to explode. In an instant, that anger turned into a violent fist.

With a bang, the window glass shattered all over the floor.

Jiang Wei's hands were covered with blood.

Turning the faucet to the maximum, Jiang Wei began to wash the wound.

Blood splashed in the pool, forming a light red swirl.

After washing off the blood, he shook his hands and wiped it casually with a tissue.

The evil fire just now has dissipated, Jiang Wei is very calm now, but the depression has not diminished at all, he can't figure out how Zhao Siyuan can say that kind of words.

He simply felt now that he didn't know the man.

When Jiang Wei returned to the bedroom, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind rushing towards his face, and the hole in the window was blowing in the wind.

Damn, have to get someone to fix the glass.

Jiang Wei called the property management company. They said that the Chinese New Year was approaching and there was not enough manpower to repair it, so they called several repair shops, but either no one answered or they were not available.

It seems that the window is not repairable.

Well, don't repair it and pull it down.

Jiang Wei groaned and carried the quilt on his shoulders, closed the door, went downstairs and moved the bedding to his father's room.

He hasn't slept in this room for a long time, but the room is still the same as before, with his graffiti paintings and some inexplicable handicrafts when he was a child.

He didn't feel it in his own room, but when he arrived at his father's room, he suddenly felt that the house was deserted.

The new year is coming soon, and there are firecrackers going off outside from time to time, and there are always children running downstairs laughing and joking. It seems that the whole world is lively, and he is the only one who placed an order.

And he had a falling out with his buddies.

This is far more troublesome than a person's New Year's Eve.

Jiang Wei's friends are not small, but they really play well, and they can be counted on five fingers, among which Zhao Siyuan is firmly ranked first.

If he was quarreling with someone else, anyone can do it, and he can complain to Zhao Siyuan at this time, but the person he quarreled with is the one he usually has the best relationship with. Candidates.

After thinking about it, Jiang Wei found out the phone number of his best friend in high school and called him. The other party gave him New Year's greetings as soon as he opened his mouth. Jiang Wei had no choice but to give him New Year's greetings too. In a few minutes, at this point, Jiang Wei had time to ask if he could come out for a meal.

The other party readily agreed.

After all, they are best friends in high school, a city is convenient for meeting, and now they are all at home on vacation, so they are happy to say hello.

The two made an appointment to meet at a cafeteria in the city center. In fact, it was almost Chinese New Year, and neither of them could eat too much. The reason why they chose this place was because they used to come here often in high school and were familiar with it.

"Yo yo yo, look who's here?" The buddy Xian Jiang only waited at the door, and greeted him exaggeratedly as soon as he arrived.

"You, you should have listened to my film school entrance examination back then. What economics and management are you studying? It's useless to have good acting skills." Jiang Wei patted him on the shoulder, "Dabao, long time no see."

"Can we not mention this nickname? Also, can you not mention the Film Academy?" Dabao is tall and fat, smiling and squinting.

Jiang Wei joked with him a few more times, went in and chose a quieter place to sit down.

As soon as Dabao sat down, he stared at Jiang Wei's face, making Jiang Wei terrified.

"What about you? Practice Retineye."

"You have emotional troubles." Dabao said firmly.

Jiang Wei groaned in his heart, the co-authors are now cultivating immortals or something, one or two can guess what he is bothering about.

Jiang Weiyi didn't think about how to answer the question for a while, Dabao laughed, "Isn't it? I read the horoscope before I went out. Your Gemini has a bad aspect this week, and you are easy to fall into emotional confusion."

"Yo, I haven't seen you for a year, have you become an expert?"

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, you have little knowledge, you only know superficiality." Dabao said, stroking his non-existent beard.

Jiang Wei rolled his eyes.

Dabao: "Why, I'm telling you to be serious, don't be a straight person."

"I'll go, who is not serious? It's you who came to the magic stick first."

"It's not a magic stick, it's astrology. It's similar to how we looked at astrology in ancient times. Don't believe it. From the emperor to the president, these awesome people believe it."

Jiang Wei: "Okay...let's get some food first."

"Don't avoid the topic, tell me, is it a relationship problem?"

Jiang Wei originally planned to talk to Dabao, but now he always felt that the painting style was not right, and he couldn't say it.

Of course, it is also possible that it will take some time to adapt because it has been gone for a year.

No matter how good the relationship was in the past, they couldn't resist not being together every day now.

The two chatted casually, took some food and sat down again, Dabao glanced at Jiang Wei with that look again.

Jiang Wei put down his chopsticks, "It's okay, I'm afraid of you, I'm troubled, but it's not a relationship problem, it's a...well, a social problem."

"The relationship between people can also be said to be one of the biggest social problems. Tell me, and I will analyze it for you."

Jiang Wei didn't want to talk anymore for a moment.

Later, under Dabao's repeated urging, he briefly explained the matter, starting from getting to know Han Zilu, and ending with the quarrel with Zhao Siyuan.

Dabao listened so hard that he didn't even bother to eat, so he took out his small notebook to write and draw, and sort out the plot.

Jiang Wei wanted to stop halfway several times, but he really needed to find someone to talk to, and he couldn't stop the brakes when he started. Even if he felt something was wrong, he still finished talking.

Dabao looked at the notebook, took a sip of tea, stroked his non-existent beard, and smiled enigmatically.

Jiang Wei scolded: "Smile, smile, laugh at your sister."

Dabao shook his head while drinking tea, "There are no accidents in this world, only necessity. Compared with these inevitable fates, gender and so on are just floating clouds."

"Thank you, how about sending you up to the mountain to cultivate immortals tomorrow?"

Dabao waved his hand, "You layman."

Jiang Wei raised his hand and arched, "Great Immortal."

Dabao: "Stop making trouble and talk serious."

Jiang Wei: "Fuck, who is not serious!"

Dabao: "That's all, let me enlighten you, layman, let me ask you a question."

"Ask, can we stop being tricky?"

"Leaving aside all external forces, gender, etc., well, let's make the question purer now, do you like chefs?"

Jiang Wei: "..."

Dabao: "Ahaha, you don't even understand your expression, do you?"

More than not being clear, to be precise, he hadn't really thought about it at all. From Han Zilu's confession to the present, everything Jiang Wei struggled with was gender issues. He wanted to know whether he could accept someone of the same sex, but forgot to consider whether he liked it or not.

At this moment, Dabao was nagging, but instead reminded Jiang Wei.

But in this way, the problem seems to be more complicated.

Of course, everyone thinks differently. After that, Dabao told Jiang Wei repeatedly that thinking about problems should be simple and start from the core. Gender is not a problem, and it is not a problem how others see it. It is a problem whether you like it or not.

He said, "Look, brother showed you the way, how simple it is."

"Simple ass."

For Jiang Wei, the most complicated problem in the world, the second is the definition of art, and the first is emotion.

They ate very late that day, and it was dark when Jiang Wei came home.

It pondered Dabao's words all the way, but it didn't fully digest it. It pressed the elevator and went up to the top floor. The door opened with a "ding dong", and the elevator was facing the door of his house.

Jiang Wei saw a person squatting at the door.

He bowed his head and hugged his knees, like a decadent drunk.

Jiang Wei came closer, and the man moved his arms.

"Yuanzi?"

Zhao Siyuan raised his head, "Wei Wei."