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Chapter 81

Fu Yanghe and Zhang Yue hurried over, stepped over a fallen ancient tree, and came to Monk's side.

Not only did Monk have a lot of hair on his legs, but he also had injuries on his forehead, probably because he was knocked. Zhang Yue said coldly: "Why are you running?"

"I...my eldest brother and second uncle want to catch me back..."

"Then you run up the mountain, aren't you afraid of death?"

Monk shook his head and said, "Not afraid."

His mind was confused, so he was afraid. At this moment, he felt mixed feelings and had all kinds of feelings, but he was not afraid.

The young boy, who is 21 years old, is dark and strong, looks much more mature than Huang Jingchen and the others on weekdays. Perhaps only at this time, the fragility and confusion on his face are so real.

"My family called me a pervert, and you didn't like me either. I don't know what to do," he said.

Fu Yanghe and Zhang Yue didn't say anything after hearing this, but only helped Munch up. But Munch moaned in pain.

The thing that everyone is most worried about is that Munch was injured and broke his leg.

"I rolled down from above... I didn't see the road clearly." Monk said embarrassingly.

"I deserve it when I run to the mountain at night." Zhang Yue said.

Monk looked a little painful, and he lowered his head and said, "It's me that's useless."

He just came out with an impulse, because he had love in his heart and was anxious, afraid that Zhang Yue would not come back once he left. He just wanted to show his loyalty to Zhang Yue, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. He is the youngest son in the family. The family has spoiled him since childhood, and has never been beaten since childhood. But now his family is watching him like a monster, and even Pingcuo thinks he is ridiculous.

They probably thought he was sick, perverted and serious mental illness, and were eager to kill him before more people knew about it, so they wanted to lock him up.

"I just knew that you shouldn't have to learn what dancing you should do. What kind of a good man is like, are you still a man?!" His father beat him and scolded, "I'll stay at home honestly. I'm not allowed to go there in the future. I'll go to the house tomorrow and say that you won't be allowed to go again in the future!"

Monk was so excited that he didn't remember what he said at that time. He probably ignored the consequences and was eager to distinguish his sexual orientation. But his distinction would only arouse his father's greater anger, and there was no other use. His mother just cried and didn't stop him.

Could it be that he is a homosexual and no longer their son?

"It's still too naive." Zhang Yue said to Fu Yanghe.

"How old is he? We were not much better than him back then."

"But my parents are university professors, and your parents are both famous artists. They could already accept homosexuals at that time, but they couldn't accept that their son was homosexual. Can Monk be the same? His family probably didn't even know what homosexuals are, and they just thought he was very sick."

Fu Yanghe sighed and said, "Aren't you leaving? Go away quickly. I'm afraid that his family will come to you and blame you."

Zhang Yue sneered: "It seems that their son was broken by me. I won't take the blame. They want to come to me, even though I'm afraid of them?"

Zhang Yue looked arrogant and glanced at Munch in the room: "A stupid family, raise an equally stupid son."

After bringing Munch back, Fu Yanghe went to see Pingcuo and said to Pingcuo: "You go back and tell your family. Now Munch is injured and is always caring for you. You live here with a doctor to take care of everything. You will talk about everything later."

Pingcuo was probably very embarrassed when the matter was so big. He nodded and went back with his second uncle without saying anything else. Fu Yanghe looked at his expression and knew that the Munch family had zero acceptance of homosexuality. Perhaps because of this, he thought of the Banjue family and felt a little calm.

This is Kangba, and his acceptance of homosexual culture is too low. Coming out is a double-edged sword. The more backward the area, the more likely it is to lose both sides. Seeing Monk like this, he doesn't want Banjuegongbu to come out.

He felt that whether Banjue Gongbu came out or not is really important to him. If he was younger, he might hope that the person he loved could come out, give himself a reassurance, or use coming out to prove his love for him. But at this age, he has seen too much and learned a lot, and he is reluctant to let the person he loves suffer too much.

Coming out is too hurtful, and all the relatives are injured. The deeper the love, the more severe the wound, and he himself is also an eyewitness. If possible, he hopes that Banjuegongbu will come out as late as possible. If he can delay for a lifetime, it will be better.

The whole team knew about this matter so much. No matter what, it was not a glorious thing, especially for Zhang Yue. Fu Yanghe was too anxious when he heard the news. When he came out, he only wore a shirt and shorts, and wore a pair of sneakers barefoot. He scratched his legs when he walked on the mountain road. Fortunately, it was not serious, and they were all slightly broken. Ban Juegongbu applied medicine to him and said, "Fortunately, the wound is not deep, and it is hot. If the wound is deep, it may not be easy to scab."

"It's a pity that Monk's leg was broken, so he still went too late."

"Even if his legs are not broken, I'm afraid his family won't let him jump again." Banjuegongbu said, "He is too impulsive this time."

"Although it's impulsive, it's also awesome to be brave." Fu Yanghe said, "It's a pity that Zhang Yue doesn't buy it."

Banjuegongbu said to Fu Yanghe: "You go and comfort Teacher Zhang. If this happens, he will probably not feel good."

"Fortunately, he will go back to Beijing tomorrow," Fu Yanghe said. "Then I'll go and talk to him. In fact, I should have had a good chat."

Fu Yanghe brought some barley wine and two plates of side dishes and knocked on Zhang Yue's room.

Zhang Yue was not in his room, he was in Monk's room.

Monk was lying on the bed, looking depressed, and had just put a cast on his leg and said, "I am really useless, I am not worthy of you."

"You are not only stupid, but also stupid. As a dancer, you broke your leg. If you leave any sequelae, you will be finished in your life."

Monk looked even more depressed when he heard this. He lowered his head and his legs hurt, but he had more things to do in his heart, so his head hurt even more.

Zhang Yue turned his head and looked at him and said, "Don't think too much, it's better to leave the cabinet. Sooner or later, you have to take this step and survive this period. Blood is thicker than water. Sooner or later, your parents will accept you. You are still young and have more time."

Monk raised his head and looked at Zhang Yue, saying, "It's just that I have implicated you."

"You can't implicate me, I'll leave tomorrow." Perhaps thinking that he was about to leave, Zhang Yue's tone also eased a lot. He sat on the edge of the bed and whispered: "I have a responsibility for you to come out. You shouldn't speak nonsense. I'm really just a singular word. I didn't expect you to really come out... The pain has just begun. You have to bear it, and it will be bright in the future. Since it has been done, you must persist no matter what happens. Don't compromise easily, otherwise this sin will be in vain and there will be no end in the future. When you really mature, you will know what you really want. At that time, you will meet the destined person. When the time and time of the right place and people, your happiness will come. I am just a passerby on your growth path. When you think about these things in a few years, you will only find it cute and ridiculous... This road is not easy to walk. I hope you can persist and become a happy person in the future."

Except for Fu Yanghe, Zhang Yue rarely said such sincere and sincere words to others. He probably felt a little awkward. After saying that, he stood up, but Monk grabbed his hand and said, "What if you are the one I am destined to do?"

Zhang Yue turned around and smiled, saying, "It's impossible. The so-called destined ones are all loved by each other. I don't love you, nor do I love you."

"You just love Fu Yanghe," Monksai opened his hand and lowered his head and said hatefully, "He doesn't love you, nor will he love you. Could he be the one you are destined to?"

Zhang Yue was not angry either, but his tone was very sad. He was silent for a while and said: "I used to think he was, but now I find that he is not... not everyone is so lucky to meet the destined one..."

I don’t know if it’s because of love, Monk always feels sorry for Zhang Yue, so he wants to compensate him and take care of him, but Zhang Yue always refuses to give him a chance: “If you can’t meet what you like, you can’t think it’s pity for me and do it with me?”

"You still don't understand me," Zhang Yue turned around and said with a smile. "If I can't be with the person I love, I would rather be single for the rest of my life than make do with it. The word "make up" will never appear in my love."

Zhang Yue stopped stopping, and after saying these words, he walked out of Monk's room. When he went out, he saw Fu Yanghe and looked at him mum.

He grinned, wanted to say something, but felt very upset, so he walked straight forward. Fu Yanghe followed him and said, "Zhang Yue, I brought some wine and vegetables and put them in your room. Let's talk."

"Okay." Zhang Yue said, "It should have been broken long ago."

Even in summer, the temperature difference between day and night is still very large, and it is still a little cold at night. The two of them walked side by side towards Zhang Yue's room, and the wind blew the faint smell of medicinal wine on Fu Yanghe, which was as bitter as the smell of Monk's room. This bitterness soaked Zhang Yue's heart.

After coming here for the past few months, Zhang Yue has lost weight. He is a thin person, but now he is too thin. He is probably too tired and has a little hunched back. Zhang Yue is already thirty-two years old this year.
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