Just hug me

In the private office of the chairman of the school, Mrs. Song was sitting on the sofa.

Big waves, fair skin, dignified demeanor, it can be seen that she is well maintained, and people who are about to enter their 20s will believe that she is only in her [-]s.

Song Ming sat across from him calmly.

"Turn on your mobile phone and show me." Mother Song said.

"What do you want to see?" Song Ming asked her, but she didn't move her hands at all.

"What are you looking at, I just want to know what my son is doing recently."

Song Ming lowered her eyes and said, "You can ask me directly."

"Ask you? If you ask, what will you say? Do you think how long it has been since you talked to me properly, and you have been fighting against me and your dad every day since you were in high school!" Mother Song became more and more excited as she spoke.

She calmed down and said, "Xiao Ming, you were not like this before, and I'm also afraid that you will make bad friends and learn from those who are not popular and have bad character."

Song Ming raised her face and glanced at her. After a slight pause, she said calmly, "It's not good...it's not good to have you two?"

Snapped!

Mother Song stood up abruptly and slapped him.

She was hearing from a neighbor that she saw her son standing behind a building with a boy she had never seen before in the middle of the night, and she didn't know what he was doing. The neighbor joked that he was being controlled too much by the family, and finally saw him playing with his peers .

The more she thought about it, the more wrong she became, so she came to the school to have a look.

The five fingerprints are bright red, and there are a few fine scratches from fingernails when you look closely.

Song Ming didn't know the pain, looked indifferently, and looked out the window sideways.

"Which teacher's child is like you, I teach you etiquette, humility, and reason, and do everything to the best. How do you do it? When you get older, you know how to contradict your parents. I feel ashamed to say it."

"You are not a teacher." Song Ming said.

Song’s mother only took two years of elementary school Chinese when she first entered the society when she was young. Later, she met Song Weizhe. After having Song Ming, she never worked again. She was busy with shopping, beauty and afternoon tea every day. Mrs. Rich's label.

Endless consumption and dressing up, chatting with other sisters, and comparing each other.

But in the education of his son, he always puts on the table of a scholarly family.

A mouthful of a teacher's son the son of the school director.

"I still can't get a full score on this subject. Fortunately, you are still the teacher's child. I can't even tell you what the neighbor's aunt asked about your grade."

"Others can play Bach's Invention II at the age of six and practice at least four hours a day. Why can't you do it? Do you know how many children want to learn without that condition?"

"Go out to play? Do you have that time? Those kids will be destined to work for others in the future."

"Who is it for with a straight face, smile, go, play two pieces of music for younger siblings."

"Who is that boy? What were you doing downstairs that day?"

Song Ming came back to her senses, moved her lips and said, "The person I like is my boyfriend."

Snapped--!Another slap.

Song Ming didn't dodge at all, but endured it abruptly.

Song's mother was trembling with anger, her carefully done hair was scattered on her chest, and she looked at him in disbelief.

"Song Ming, do you know what you're talking about! How old are you, do you like it? Don't say it's a puppy love, it's a boy!"

Song Ming looked back at her and said, "Yes, it's my boyfriend."

Song's mother didn't know what happened to her son, she still had a little luck, maybe it was just a belated rebellious period, "Did you have a grudge against the family, did it on purpose? You deliberately found a boy downstairs to anger mom? You want the whole family Are people ugly and embarrassing?"

Song Ming wanted to say yes, and said that I just want to anger you, don't you guys like to act hypocritically, don't you all have people outside, don't you look at the news reports and say that homosexuality is disgusting.

Too bad your son is gay.It was also seen.

Song Ming raised his hand to touch Gao Gao's swollen face, and stopped talking.

From that day on, Qi Hao didn't see his junior for a few days, didn't come to school for class, didn't respond to messages and couldn't get through the phone.

Qi Hao was so anxious that he was going crazy, thinking that something happened to Song Ming's family.

I went to wait downstairs at his house, but I couldn't wait for anyone.

A living person just disappeared out of thin air.

Qi Hao knocked on the door to inquire, either saying he didn't know, or looking at him with strange eyes.

That night, Qi Hao received a text message.

- Gay is disgusting, you are, I am not.Don't look for me again, I don't want to see you.

His intuition, it wasn't Song Ming who posted it, maybe his parents discovered something and forced him to post it.

The little thing wouldn't talk to him like that.

Will not.

The end of the term is over, and half of the winter vacation is over.

Qi Hao looked at the information book on the desk in a daze, and he had listened to the recording on the phone countless times.

After a long time, he finally received a call.

Song Ming is no longer in the country, he said: "I have seen you before."

"In that forest park in the urban area, you said a few words at that time, I still remember it very clearly."

At that time Qi Hao still had wet tears on his face, he kicked the lawn stone next to the bench bitterly to vent his anger, and spoke plausibly.

"They all lied to me! They kept everything from me! If you want to be happy and happy, you just know how to kick a child around like a football. What good is that woman! They are all liars, and there is no good thing! What a broken house, when I grow up Definitely not getting married."

The child's naive venting words, Song Ming remembered from the first meeting to now.

At first he was just curious about Qi Hao.

After meeting in high school and discovering that they were from the same school, I couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to get closer to know each other.

Later, when he came across the word homosexuality, when he realized what his dependence on his senior meant, he accepted it frankly.

At the same time, he also wanted to naively take the opportunity to annoy his parents, and put his sexual orientation in front of them so nakedly, to see how hysterical they were going crazy.

It's just that the price is extraordinarily miserable.

It's just that they haven't seen each other for dozens of days, and they have separated by a distance of more than 1 kilometers.

Qi Hao was silent.

The little thing has changed, he doesn't act like a baby with him, he doesn't say he misses him, he doesn't even explain his leaving without saying goodbye.

He was still happy at the moment he heard the voice, but with just a few words, the throbbing emotions in his chest were pressed into his heart.

Qi Hao really wanted to say to the person on the other side of the phone that I miss you, and you, do you want to be a senior.

Before the words came to his mouth, there was no sound.

After a few moments of silence, he asked, "Are you okay?"

Song Ming didn't answer, and after a few seconds, he just said lightly: "I won't be coming back."

"...Are you unwilling or unable to return?"

When there was no answer, the phone was hung up hastily.

When he called again, he couldn't get through, Qi Hao looked at the bottomless night, not knowing what mood he was in.

He was no longer sure whether the message was sent by his junior.

After that, Qi Hao never tried to contact him again.

He studies desperately every day, from morning to night, stays up late doing inscriptions until he falls asleep as soon as he closes his eyelids, without thinking about anything.

The rankings are constantly at the top, and the top grades are so enviable to the classmates in the class.

The head teacher and the teachers of all subjects never stopped praising him. No one in the class can match his vigor.

Zhu Yao asked in a low voice: "Are you broken in love?" That's why he looked like a madman.

Qi Hao said coldly: "I have no love to lose."

"That's good," Zhu Yao encouraged like a close sister, "Keep this state, you can choose any prestigious school in June this year. After entering college, you usually play basketball, and you won't worry about not getting a girlfriend because of your looks."

She patted Qi Hao on the shoulder: "At that time, you will have a love to lose."

Qi Hao squinted at her, speechless.

The days passed by like bullets.

Later, Qi's father made a new girlfriend, a freshly graduated intern, who was very different from the previous Yingying and Yanyan.

She is plain-faced, and her dress is very simple. After coming to the house a few times, she takes the initiative to take on the housework, helping with cooking and tidying up the housework. It is important to be virtuous.Treating Qi Hao is not bad.

After eating and drinking, Qi's father leaned on the sofa to enjoy, "This time, it's not bad."

Qi Hao looked at the figure who was only a few years older than him, busy in the kitchen, and looked at Qi Xiuhong: "Isn't this what my mother looked like when she was young?"

After Qi Hao's college entrance examination results came out.

Qi's father was so happy that he set up dozens of tables in the best hotel in the urban area. The man who had broken the pot not only made progress frequently, but also took a big step on the last threshold. He had a particularly bright face.

When asked which school he wanted to study and what major he wanted to study, Qi Hao said that he had already planned.

The admission letter has arrived, it is Qi Hao's mother Yan Suyun's alma mater, she is still in that school, leading graduate students and doing projects.

At the graduation dinner, a few boys took the opportunity to force him to death like venting their hatred.

"If you don't drink, you are not allowed to leave. The ghost knows when we will get together again next time."

"You don't know that for more than a year, every time I go back to the parent-teacher meeting, my parents will talk about you, saying what is the boy surnamed Qi in your class who is so good, he climbed from the bottom to the first by himself. There is no way to fail the exam."

"It's easy to say, hard work requires talent."

"That's right, you're the bottom of the fuck, I can't keep up with my grades in the second year of high school."

As soon as he became a child of someone else's family, the classmates envied and envied Qi Hao, and they couldn't express their resentment, so they poured alcohol like crazy, from the restaurant to the KTV box.

Qi Hao didn't drink much at first, but it didn't take long for him to drink until his head swelled and he became dizzy.

He waved his hand and said that he couldn't drink anymore. He half leaned on the back of the sofa and listened to them singing and chatting. Suddenly, a boy confessed his love to a girl he liked.

Qi Hao smiled, in a trance, he couldn't help but think of that person far away in the sky.

I don't know how I'm doing now.

At the beginning, he left as soon as he said, and he walked cleanly, as if he was afraid that others would pester him.

Qi Hao gave a wry smile, and said in a low voice: "...have no conscience."

"Senior, who do you say has no conscience?"

Qi Hao's eyes were blurred, and the light and shadows were twisted together, just thinking about it, why did he still have hallucinations.

He shook his head and stood up to get a glass of water to drink.

A hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and held it tightly, stopping his next move.

Qi Hao frowned, "Relax!"

He waved his hand and didn't shake it off.

The whole person leaned back.

The person in front of him also fell down with him, heavily pressing on Qi Hao.

The man took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around Qi Hao, tightened the strength of his hands little by little, rubbed his forehead gently against his neck, until the tip of his nose was filled with familiar breath, and then slowly said: "Senior, I miss you so much .”

He carefully touched the senior's lips lightly, and he responded with a long and passionate kiss.