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There was silence on the phone for a while, Mother Zhong did not show the excitement Zhong Ling expected, but still asked calmly: "Ah Ling, what do you mean?"

Zhong Ling took a deep breath, "It literally means, I like a man, and we are already together."

Mother Zhong's voice became cold, "I remember you had a girlfriend when you were in college."

"I like women, and now I like men, that's all."

Mother Zhong's tone was a little harsh, "Ah Ling, don't make jokes."

"I'm not joking."

Mother Zhong was silent for a moment, her words were uncompromising and tough, "I won't agree."

Zhong Ling didn't show weakness either, "I won't be separated from him either."

"I can't make it clear on the phone. Let's have a good talk when we meet next week." Mother Zhong hung up the phone after she finished speaking, leaving only a series of busy tones lingering in Zhong Ling's ears.

Zhong Ling put away her phone and returned to her seat in the auditorium.

What was shown on the big screen was a big popcorn movie that wasn't too mind-boggling. Even if he missed a short part of the plot, it wouldn't affect his continued viewing. However, Zhong Ling lost interest in the rest of the movie, and his concentration was too much. Avoiding shifting to the conversation with Mother Zhong just now.

The relationship between him and Zhong's mother is still not close. Although both of them are trying to restore the close relationship between them, the estrangement of so many years cannot be eliminated by relying on those infrequent reunions and greetings. Mother and child There's a deliberate warmth that surrounds the two of them together, but this unnatural atmosphere is just to hide some embarrassing truths, and they both know it well.

Also because of this, Zhong Ling has not seen Zhong's mother showing such a strong side to him for a long time. Even if they have a normal mother-child relationship, no mother can still be tolerant and kind when she suddenly finds out that her son has a homosexual. Calm down, just now Zhong Ling came out of the closet in the middle of watching a movie, it seems really a bit too hasty.

Zhong Ling watched the rest of the plot absent-mindedly. After the movie ended, the two went to eat supper again. Zhong Ling was more reticent than usual. Zhao Yue noticed his strangeness. When the two returned to Zhong Ling's house together, Zhao Yue pulled Watching Zhong Ling sit on the sofa, he asked him: "What's the matter tonight, something on your mind?"

Zhong Ling told him the truth: "Just now, halfway through the movie, my mother called and I came out to her on the phone—is that the word?"

Zhao Yue was also taken aback, "Why did you suddenly think of telling your mother this?"

"I didn't intend to hide it from her. It happened that she asked about having a girlfriend, so I told her about us."

"What was your mother's reaction?"

Zhong Ling said a natural result, "She is very opposed."

The Zhong Ling that Zhao Yue is familiar with is not such a hasty person, he will definitely make a careful and detailed plan before coming out with his family, find the most appropriate time, choose the most appropriate method, in order to maximize the results In the end, Zhao Yue said softly, "It's not like you would do something to confess to her so hastily."

Hulu came to Zhong Ling's legs and rubbed against its owner, Zhong Ling rubbed the fur on its head and back, and said, "You know, when I was young, I often fantasized that I would have accidents, car accidents, or terminal illnesses. I want to see how my parents will react, whether they will be sad for me, whether they will accompany me and care about me every day, and give me more energy, at least it can prove that they don't love me, it's very naive Bar?"

Zhao Yue felt a little distressed, and said: "Although I have never had such an experience, I can understand this feeling."

Zhong Ling said again: "I suddenly said this to my mother tonight, probably because this childish idea has returned. Knowing that my son likes a man, I really want to see how my mother will react, even if I scold him I'm fine too, at least she will focus on me, and won't occasionally think of having a son when she's free." Zhong Ling laughed at herself, "It's like breaking a pot."

Zhao Yue recalled his impression of Zhong's mother after listening to Zhong Ling's description, and realized that she was definitely not a gentle woman who would easily compromise. He said: "No matter how difficult your mother makes you, I will accompany you to face it." .”

Zhong Ling looked up at the bright chandelier in the living room, and said, "This is the house she bought for me. If I don't want to be separated from you, maybe even the place where I live will be taken back by her."

"What does that matter? You can live in my house. The bed in my house is so big that it is suitable for two people to sleep together."

"Then what if I don't even have a mother in the end?"

Zhao Yue got up from the sofa, squatted beside his legs like Hulu, raised her head and smiled at him, "Don't be so pessimistic, this is just the worst outcome, even if she really doesn't want you, you still have me and Hulu, We will never abandon you."

Zhong Ling lowered his head to meet his eyes, and saw boundless warmth on his smiling face. He seemed to be confirming the sincerity of this person, and asked, "Can I trust this promise?"

"Of course." Zhao Yue grabbed his two hands and pressed his palms to his face, "I have always been trustworthy, loyal, affectionate, firm, upright, funny, considerate, full of responsibility, good-looking It’s still so pretty, you must never let it go.”

Zhong Ling supported his face, as if holding his smile in his hands, and his voice became gentle, "Judge Zhao is so narcissistic, I have never seen anyone boasting himself like this."

"This is not narcissism," Zhao Yue was dissatisfied with the words, and corrected each word, "This is self-love."

Zhong Ling couldn't help laughing, "Return yourself, love."

Zhao Yue looked at him with bent eyes, "Then do you love him?"

With a smile on Zhong Ling's face, he bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Zhao Yue immediately got up and threw him on the sofa, while biting his lips and sucking kisses, she pulled off Zhong Ling's coat, pulled his shirt hem out of his trousers waist, when Zhao Yue's tongue gradually moved When moving down, Zhong Ling hugged his shoulder and gasped, "You forgot to bring a change of clothes again."

Zhao Yue unbuttoned Zhong Ling's shirt one by one, and when his lips lingered on his collarbone, he took the time to reply: "This is how I can wear your clothes."

"You like wearing my clothes?"

At that time Zhao Yue had already gnawed on Zhong Ling's chest, he stopped specifically, raised his head and said to Zhong Ling: "I like it, so that the whole body will be covered with your smell."

These words carried a fatal aphrodisiac, Zhong Ling suddenly breathed heavily, hugged the back of Zhao Yue's head, pressed him down and kissed him heavily.

When the two were lying together in the warm blanket, Zhao Yue asked, "What did your mother say on the phone tonight? She scolded you?"

"No, but—" Zhong Ling remembered the appointment with Zhong's mother next week, "She will come to Binnan on a business trip next week, and she said she would have a good talk with me at that time."

Zhao Yue was a little worried, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Zhong Ling asked: "Are you going to add fuel to the fire?"

Zhao Yue was unconvinced, "People call me a friend of women, but I am better at dealing with middle-aged women than you."

Zhong Ling poured him a basin of cold water, "My mother is not an ordinary middle-aged woman."

Zhao Yue asked again: "You really don't want me to go with you? I can direct the trouble to myself, so that you don't have to be scolded."

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Think about it, anyway, I'm thick-skinned and scolded, and I was the one who insisted on provoking you."

Perhaps Zhong Ling was not as confident as he imagined. When he first discussed his sexual orientation with Mother Zhong frankly, he really hoped that someone would be by his side to face Mother Zhong’s attacks with him. He leaned his head on Zhao Yue's shoulder, "Then let's go see my mother together next week."

Zhao Yue hugged his shoulders, and some classic jokes suddenly appeared in his mind, "Will she throw me a check for 500 million, and then tell me not to get close to you again?"

Zhong Ling bit his earlobe, "What a mess."

In the blink of an eye, it was Thursday, after work, Zhong Ling met Zhao Yue first, and the two of them went to Zhongmu's appointment together, and the place to eat was set at the hotel where Zhongmu lived.As he gradually approached the reserved private room, Zhao Yue couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Today he dressed up very solemnly, specially wearing a formal suit, and his leather shoes were polished brightly. He only needed to tie a tie. Colleagues teased whether they were going to visit their mother-in-law at night. This guess was generally correct, but the specific situation was much more complicated and difficult than that.

Cold sweat almost broke out on Zhao Yue's forehead, but he has always been able to pretend to be good at acting, and Zhong Ling's poker face is even less revealing. Although both of them were a little nervous at the moment, they didn't see it from the outside. unusual to come.

When the two opened the door, Mother Zhong was already waiting there, she was looking at something on a tablet computer, when she heard the sound of the door opening, she raised her head and looked over.

Zhong Ling hadn't seen his mother for several months. He couldn't show any joy at reuniting after a long absence, and he didn't show any cowardice in the face of being questioned. He just greeted in a flat tone, "Mom, we're here."

Mother Zhong obviously didn't expect that there was another person following Zhong Ling. The man next to Zhong Ling was about the same age as him, tall and straight, with handsome features, wearing a black suit, smiling, and looked well-bred , Zhong's mother didn't need to think for a second, she knew the identity of this man at a glance.

Zhao Yue maintained her most standard smile, and nodded gracefully to Mother Zhong, "Auntie, hello."

The author has something to say: Are these two guys too sweet and tired after being together? I feel panicked when I write it...