Yesterday was like Death ✔️

Chapter 33

    The recording of the first episode of "Big Brand Farmhouse" is over, everyone is dissolved on the spot, and we will see you next time.

    I didn't tell Xi Zonghe clearly about the child, and I really couldn't find a chance to speak well, so I had to go home.

    Xi Zonghe’s leg injury was the first year, and it was not long after I signed a contract with him. There was a man who came to the hospital to see him. He was in his thirties and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Xi Zonghe’s eyebrows. .

    That day, I happened to go to the hospital to see Xi Zonghe with a bunch of sunflowers. As soon as I walked to the door of the ward, I heard the two people inside talking not peacefully.

    "When are you going to make trouble? Is it difficult to be soft? You just need to admit your mistakes to Grandpa, and he will definitely forgive you. Xiaohe, Grandpa has missed you

    a lot for the past two years, go home." Xi Zonghe's voice passed. It sounded for a moment: "He asked me to bow my head to admit my mistakes for my own sexuality. Would you admit to others because you like women?"

    "How can this be the same ?" "It's the same

    to me! I didn't do anything wrong." , Just like the same sex, you regard me as a family humiliation, threatened me by severing the relationship, forcing me to submit. We are family members, blood relatives. But I was lying on the bed, life and death wandering, when I was suffering from illness, Do you still care if I am gay?" At this point, his tone slowed down, unbelievable, and extremely transparent, "My sexuality determines whether my relatives hate me or love me..." The

    man didn't. Thinking that he would be so excited, he was a little anxious: "It's not such a small crane..." But

    Xi Zonghe no longer wanted to hear his sophistry. Once he identified something, he would not easily change his opinion.

    "I may never stand up again, but you only care about whether I will admit my mistakes to Grandpa. In this family, pleasing him is the most important thing. My life and death, my feelings are not that important, are they?" The sound of broken glass, "I don't need your forgiveness!" The

    man was driven out by him in embarrassment, and met me at the door.

    He took out a handkerchief and wiped the water stains on his body. He glanced at me and the sunflower in my arms, and the solemn and solemn face showed a moment of sadness.

    "Take good care of him." As he said, he strode away along the corridor.

    I walked into the ward with a flower in my hand, and saw that the floor was full of glass shards. Xi Zonghe was sitting on the bed, looking out the window motionlessly, with a drip in his hand.

    I stepped on the broken glass and inserted the sunflower in my hand into the blue glass vase on the side.

    I don't have to talk about other people's housework and ask more questions. I can only take the broom in the bathroom and clean up all the debris on the floor.

    During this process, Xi Zonghe remained silent, and his sight was never cheap, like a lifeless and unpopular sculpture.

    "Is it...Is it too demanding?"

    I moved for a while and looked up at Xi Zonghe. He happened to look at him too. Our eyes met, and I was able to confirm that he was indeed speaking.

    "Uh...it depends on what you ask for." Actually, I am not very good at persuading people. In the past, customers asked me to cry and I told them to drink more and get drunk to relieve their sorrows, but obviously Xi Zonghe cannot use this The way.