"What else do you want me to do?"

The woman looked coldly at the magazine in his hand, and the eighteen-year-old Yue Chen on the cover smiled exceptionally cheerfully, and her beautiful face, which looked a little similar to the woman, was full of unprecedented vitality, as if she had never been sad.

What mother can only see her son on TV and magazines, and she doesn't get a greeting for most of the year?

"I thought you forgot you had a home?" Women are undulating.

Yue Chen's heart was blocked badly, and he said in a low voice: "I don't." ”

"You don't like to play the piano, okay, now that everything in the house is thrown away, you can be satisfied?"

"Mom......" Yue Chen was extremely uncomfortable when he heard it, "I don't dislike it." ”

The woman didn't speak, she held back her breath, and her delicate chin was cold and difficult to hide her grievances.

Yue Chen's throat was blocked, his eyes were sour, he walked over and hugged her, and choked up, "Mom, I'm sorry." ”

"I didn't...... I don't want you, I just want to wait until I'm done before I can come back......"

The woman didn't start, and the corners of her eyes were red.

Yue Chen sniffed: "I don't dislike the piano either......"

Even when filming, I couldn't help but look at the piano score in my hand over and over again.

It's just that I didn't understand why I had to practice day after day and live in this kind of piano-only life.

The woman kept wiping the corners of her eyes.

……

After a long time, the woman calmed down, her eyes motioned for Yue Chen to sit on the sofa, and she sat down herself, endured it for a while, and still couldn't help asking, "Outside, have you suffered?" ”

Yue Chen's nose was sour again, he shook his head obediently, and did not mention the deception and insults he had suffered in the past.

The woman looked at him for a long time, and finally didn't ask, "Your room was only cleaned, nothing was touched, and you moved back home?" ”

Hearing this, Yue Chen pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and said for a long time: "I...... Mom, I'm not coming back for a while. ”

The woman's expression changed: "Why? ”

"I," Yue Chen looked at her, and said after a while, "Mom, I'm an adult now, and the choices I make have been carefully considered by myself, and you'll understand me, right, Mom?" ”

The woman frowned, puzzled, "What do you mean?" ”

Yue Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, bit his lip, and said with determination: "Mom." Actually, I'm living with a man. I like him and I want to be with him for the rest of my life. ”

……

At night.

Ke Mo opened the door and was stunned for a second when he saw Yue Chen, who had taken off his mask and hat and showed a lot of scars.

Then he carefully led the person in, closed the door and brought the medicine box over, with a slightly wrinkled expression: "Shouldn't you go home today?" ”

Yue Chen just wanted to comfort him, but when he heard this, he was stunned: "You, how do you know?" ”

"I saw the sheet music in your room before, and I guessed a little." Commo cautiously drugged him and did not hide it.

Yue Chen let out an "oh" and admitted: "It's home." ”

"So what's going on?" Commo's brow twitched slightly.

He thought that the ending should be a warm meal.

Yue Chen couldn't answer for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he found the right words, and hesitated: "I reconciled with my family, so I ...... Taking advantage of this opportunity, I came out of the closet......"

Commo: "......"

The cotton swab under his hand accidentally pressed hard, and the pain became more and more dusty and screamed, and Ke Mo's lips moved: "Should I praise you, your courage is commendable?" ”

His expression was not discernible in appreciation.

Yue Chen pursed his beautiful lips, and said in a low voice for a long time: "I don't want to hide it from them, the longer it takes, the more difficult it may be to speak, and the more damage it will be." And...... I also want me and the people I like to be accepted and blessed by my family as soon as possible. ”

With his head down, he looks like a little beast that longs for recognition.