My Guardian Mr Bo

Ye Che's expression was slightly startled, his lips moved when he met his mother's caring gaze, almost the urge to tell her clearly.

But he clenched his fist, and finally shook his head and pulled the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, Mom, what can I do."

He was still worried, even He Yikui had tried it out for himself just now.

After eating, Ye Che took the initiative to help his mother wash the dishes for an unprecedented time, but she was teased by her mother, saying that he did the housework, which seemed like that.

Ye Che returned to the room and looked at his calendar notes. Tomorrow, he was leaving.

The nerves in his heart are still faintly tense, naturally because of his family, and he is also afraid that something will happen at this critical time.

When he went to Rome, he had already grown grass in his heart, and he wanted to fly over immediately.

He once said that this kind of thing is poisonous, like sea-low-in. Once it is contaminated, you want to contact it from the beginning, but reason does not allow it, but in the end, there is no way not to sink.

Love is a very magical thing.

No one stipulates that men and women must be together. What they oppose is just like the feudal ethics of the old age, which is rigid and feudal, but cruel and repressive in nature.

People just want to pursue something beautiful.

This is not wrong, is it?

Ye Che finally got ready to leave the next day.

Before getting on the plane, my mother came to see her off.

He Yikui also came.

Ye Che walked into the boarding gate. He pondered for a long time until he was about to board the plane. He dialed a phone in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, outside, Ye Che's mother's mobile phone rang at the boarding gate.

They are separated by glass, separated by so many people, but they can still see each other.

"Hey! Son, what else do you have!" Ye Che's mother asked loudly with the crowd at the airport.

It's not a rare thing for the son to go abroad. The son always flies around. She doesn't feel too sad. On the contrary, she has been nagging all the way here, and most of them have asked.

Ye Che looked at her. After so many people, his pale pink lips moved, and suddenly, slowly said, "Mom, I'm out of the closet."

Mom, I'm out...

Coming out...

The mobile phone is close to the ear, the sound is very clear, and it is transmitted through the electric current.

Ye Che thought about it.

He wanted to talk to his mother about his own affairs, because of this kind of things, there is always a fire that cannot be wrapped up in paper, and sooner or later he will know, and he also wants to... really let go.

Let go of the uneasiness in my heart, let go of the repressed guilt in my heart, life is short, and go happily.

After Ye Che finished speaking these few words, his mood was not as depressing or painful as he had originally imagined. On the contrary, it was as if he had put down a heavy stone. Suddenly, he felt a lot easier.

but.

He was still nervous, because his mother fell silent after she said something.

After a while, Ye Che's mother finally spoke, her voice faintly with inexplicable emotions, she slowly said with a doubtful tone, "Son...Do you like men?"

Through the glass, Ye Che's mother looked at her son who was calling herself through the crowd.

Among so many people, her son is always so dazzling, so outstanding, and can be seen at a glance, beautiful like a piece of jade, so cute.

Ye Che also looked at her and looked at her mother's unclear face. For a moment, Ye Che seemed to have lost his strength. In the end, he could only escape, panic avoiding his gaze, and let out a faint grunt. ...