my uncle nam he

There are cicadas singing outside the window, and the sycamore trees on both sides of the road are green and dense.

I glanced down at my watch, finished wiping the blackboard, and said, "OK, that's it."

The children in the classroom showed smiles like flowers, many of them said goodbye to me and walked out of the classroom, and some only left me a hurried back.

I walked over to my office with the book in my arms.

Ok, that's it for now.I put the book on the table, turned on the computer, and started writing about my breakup with my uncle.

Adolescence is a key period of high incidence of various diseases.Death even got cool.

But I have to clarify, this is definitely not the reason for my breakup.

It was a Saturday in the third year of junior high school, and one of my teachers didn't come to class because of family affairs.

The college entrance examination was about to take place, and I was under a lot of pressure, so I sneaked out to relax while the guard didn't see me.

I have nowhere to go, just go straight to my uncle when I leave the school gate.

Because I have always been a frequent visitor to my uncle's office, I have never been notified when I come in or out.The secretary's sister who was outside the door was not there either, as if she was going to the bathroom.

I think this is really a lazy afternoon.

I opened the door, and the office was silent.It hasn't changed much from when I first came here many years ago, but the changes are noticeable.

My uncle is richer.

I've grown up a lot, but at my core, I've always been the kid who washes his hands before being polite. I went into the bathroom humming a ditty

Now I can finally talk about this scene calmly.

My uncle was leaning against the wall, kissing a man, to be exact, a man.His eyes were open and his expression was indifferent. When I saw him, he also saw me.

I glanced at it and quickly opened the door.I covered my head and screamed in pain like a beast.

My uncle came out on his heels, and he stepped forward to pull me, "Xiao Yu!"

I shook off his hand, and my eyes filled with tears in an instant, "Don't touch me! You... what were you doing just now?!"

It must be said here that I am not a conservative person, and in some respects I am even too open.

And at that time, Tanmei culture was already popular among us students, and I occasionally talked about it with my classmates.

But that is someone else's business, far away from oneself.

What if that person...is someone close to me, or even my closest relative?

My uncle regained his composure, his ink-like eyes were bottomlessly calm, and he said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you, I've always been gay."

Shock, fear, pain all overwhelmed me immediately.For a moment, I thought it was deception that caused me the most pain.

I wiped my tears, "You have always loved me the most, haven't you? Then why do you lie to me?"

My uncle said, "Because there will be today."

Another man in the toilet came out at some point, I glared at him a few times, his face seemed to be very heavy, but I didn't have time to worry about it.

"No..." I was so emotional that I didn't know what I was talking about. "You are my uncle, how could I... how could I?"

I squatted down, covered my face with my hands and cried bitterly.

I have to admit that my uncle had a little truth in what he said.

The second he said he was gay, the first thing I thought of was not the CPs I usually slapped, but "abnormal", "promiscuous sex" and "AIDS".

This is my closest uncle, with whom I almost have nothing to say.Nine years have passed since the first day I saw him.

Confessing one's own thoughts is a very painful thing.I cried so heartbroken that in the end, I really didn't know whether I was crying for my uncle or me.

My uncle picked me up, and I pushed him away, staring at the strange man without hesitation.

Probably he didn't know how to deal with a hysterical child like me, so he kept looking away from me.

My uncle said, "Enough of the light rain..."

I said, "Enough?! You for this..."

Before the words faded away, I suddenly felt that the man in front of me looked familiar. It wasn't until I turned my head and saw the mirror that I realized it.

Yeah, I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid.real.

I asked, "If I didn't meet you, how long are you going to hide it from me?"

My uncle's eyelids droop slightly, and his eyelashes cast two shadows. "I always felt like the time hadn't come yet."

I said, "Tell me when I die?" My heart was ashamed, "Where is my dad?"

My uncle didn't show an obvious expression fluctuation until now, he frowned, "No."

This is a conversation just for the two of us.Getting along for so many years has already cultivated a unique set of tacit understanding.

I just feel that my mind is very messy, obviously I went out to relax, why am I so tired, so tired... I don't want to think about anything.

I pushed the door to leave, but my uncle stopped me.His handsome face showed a melancholy expression, exactly the same as the one I saw many years ago, that complicated expression concealed a full of begging.

He is begging me not to go.

According to my uncle's family and growth environment, it is impossible to cultivate such a noble temperament no matter what.

But my uncle's appearance is unique, and he has been immersed in the mall for many years. He is used to not showing his emotions and anger. The dignity and indifference of being together.

But such a proud person is now begging me not to go.

I vaguely knew what it was for, but it made me make up my mind and go even more decisively.

I said, "My second wish is that you never come to me again."

My uncle's hand hangs down.

I walked and cried all the way, even I didn't know where I went.When I finally woke up, I was lying on my own bed.

My mother told me that my uncle sent me back.

My eyes were red, and I asked others in a hoarse voice.

My mother said he was gone.

Later, I stayed at home behind closed doors on the grounds that I had to take the senior high school entrance examination. No matter how my mother persuaded me, I would not go out.

Although the mood is very unstable, but the senior high school entrance examination performed exceptionally well.

My family is very happy. We are able to go to the key cities here, and we have already entered the key universities with half of our feet.

But before signing up, I enrolled in that nationally famous high school on a whim, and I was purely lucky.Unexpectedly, it really happened to me.

High school was very strict, and I didn't go home a few times even after completing my three-year education.

Time flies, and I have passed three years like this.The days of high school were long and unbearable, and I fell in love again, and this time it ended without a problem.

The book was flipped through in a hurry, and I read it too.

Although my family never asked me about it, they already knew about my falling out with my uncle.

They didn't dare to ask, I only know that my uncle still maintains the "shares" he gave to my dad in my family, and I don't know how long it will last.

This man is the benefactor of my whole family, and I am a white-eyed wolf.

It is not difficult to come to this conclusion.

When I had nothing to do, I also thought about why I decided to stop here that afternoon.

In fact, there can be many, many answers, but I know that there is only one in the end.Not because I cheated, but because I couldn't accept it.I think that's why my uncle has been keeping it from me.

This society is sometimes very intolerant, and I am an accomplice.

It is said that "the entanglement between men and women is the same", there are people who think so, and of course there are defenders.

To this day, I still don't know which of these two people is more.What is exposed on the sea surface is only the tip of the iceberg, and the real dark tide is below the sea surface.

After returning home, I rested at home for a few days before walking to the company along the familiar road.

The past three years have undoubtedly been a time of rapid change. The streets are full of tall buildings, and the festivals are constantly changing, which is completely different from my impression.

I walked all the way in and still didn't let anyone report.When I passed the secretary's sister's table, I smiled lightly, and she looked at me in disbelief: "You are... Qiao Ziyu?"

I have grown to be as tall as her.

I nodded, recalling the memories of these years and whizzing towards her.

I asked politely, "Is my uncle in there? Didn't go to the meeting?"

She looked through the schedule, "Yes, it should be lunch break." I thanked and walked in.

A figure was facing me, and my uncle was standing in front of the window with a cup of coffee.Probably hearing footsteps, my uncle turned around and almost missed his coffee.

I heard him ask hesitantly, "Xiao Yu?"

I burst into tears instantly, and hugged him tightly.My uncle is a very nostalgic person, and he still has the familiar fragrance on him.

I greedily hugged him a few more times, and wiped my tears on his shirt again.I looked up and happened to see a few white hairs on his sideburns.

My uncle said, "Okay, okay, don't cry. You're a big girl."

I sniffled, trying to hold back.I walked to his desk, opened the drawer, and sure enough, the photo album was still there.

During the three years I was away from high school, I thought about this photo album countless times, and I always hated myself for not looking at it more.

I flipped through the pages, and except for the first two of which were my uncle himself, the rest were almost all group photos.I turned very slowly and looked at each sheet carefully.

My uncle didn't care about me either. He looked at me a few times at first, and then he simply closed his eyes and rested on the sofa.

This photo album came to an abrupt end when I was five years old.

There is a person who is almost forgotten by the whole world. Not every picture has him, but every picture is about him.

My eye sockets are moist.

I sat down on the sofa next to my uncle.I asked, "When I was five, was there anything else going on besides my dad's death?"

My uncle thought for a while, "Apart from your father's death, nothing else seems to have happened."

I tremblingly asked, "Did you go to my dad's funeral?"

He didn't seem to remember it anymore, and after a while, he said, "Well, I was there to see your dad off for the last time."

My uncle was still the same as before, gently stroking the top of my hair, "He was in the car, he was out of breath on the spot, and he walked very smoothly."

I said, "What about you?"

My uncle said, "When an old classmate passed away, it must be a lie to say that I am not sad. I also reflected on whether it is meaningful to make money so blindly, and I didn't want to do it again."

"I wanted to have a breakup dinner that time, but a colleague at the wine table got drunk. That was an old friend who had been with me since the very beginning of my business."

"He said thank you to me with a big mouth. Without me, he really doesn't know what to do. His mother has uremia, and he is still lying on the bed and can't move."

"When I heard it, it was meaningful to make money, although I don't have an old mother to take care of." My uncle said, "Besides, the company has reached that point, and I can't quit it alone."

"After a while, we took on a big project, and the whole company turned around completely. Everyone was very happy. When the company held the annual meeting, the scale doubled from last year. Congratulate me with a glass of wine and a smile.”

I asked, "So are you happy?"

My uncle smiled gently, "Silly boy, I haven't reached my thirties yet. I have created such a considerable amount of wealth from scratch, and my career is booming. In the eyes of everyone, I have a bright future. Who would be unhappy?"

"It's very strange," my uncle said, "I still remember the cheerful background music at the annual meeting. I raised my glass, bowed to the audience, and said, 'Thank you everyone, today is the happiest day since I was born day.'”

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