I Thought I Was Straight

Yang Ge came to Xue Mang with a potted plant in his hands. Xue Mang thought that what he was waiting for would be a large bouquet of roses full of love, but unexpectedly, what he was waiting for was a potted plant.

Yang Ge put the potted plant on Xue Mang's desk, Xue Mang's face twitched, and said, "The soil won't fall on my desk, right?"

Yan Ge said: "The flowers have been delivered, I'm leaving."

"Wait!" Xue Mang stopped Yang Ge, "Didn't you mean to send flowers, how can you send potted plants?"

"Lavender is also a flower." Yange said stiffly, "You said you gave it to me, and I like lavender."

Xue Mang: "..."

"Lavender is lavender." Xue Mang said aggrievedly: "Then why don't you stay with me? Have you had lunch yet?"

"I've eaten." Yan Ge ate breakfast and lunch together, he said: "I won't accompany you anymore, I'll go back first."

He felt that his right rib started to hurt again. Xue Mang was just about to get up and grab him when the phone rang. Xue Mang answered the phone quickly, but Yan Ge left the office.

Xue Zhonghua said, "Where are you?"

"I'm in the company." Xue Mang said.

"Not with Yan Ge?"

"We were still together just now." Xue Mang looked at the lavender on the table, and began to search for the flower language of lavender out of boredom. He said, "Yang Ge came to send me flowers. If you hadn't called me, I would have kept them." He had lunch with him."

Usually, if he wanted to talk to Xue Zhonghua like this, Xue Zhonghua would definitely scold him for having a man and forgetting about Lao Tzu, but today Xue Zhonghua was strangely lifeless and fell silent instead.

At this time, the computer interface popped up. In addition to introducing the characteristics of lavender, there is also a sentence, the flower language of lavender is waiting for love.

waiting for love…

Xue Mang suddenly felt a violent heartbeat, what does this mean? Why did he send himself lavender? Is he trying to say that he loves himself too? But why wait for love? They obviously don't need to wait.

Seeing that Xue Mang didn't speak for a long time, Xue Zhonghua asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Dad, why do you think Yan Ge gave me lavender?" Xue Mang said, "The flower language of lavender is to wait for love. Strange, do we still need to wait?"

Xue Zhonghua was breathing stagnantly at the other end, and he said: "Maybe he doesn't know the language of flowers, he gave you lavender because it has the effect of calming the nerves."

Xue Mang laughed, "How is it possible, Yan Ge is not you, how could he give himself lavender for such a reason?"

Xue Zhonghua hesitated for a long time, unable to bear to tell his son the truth. He hung up the phone, stayed for a while, and then went to call Yang Ge.

After Yan Ge endured the pain in the company's toilet taxi, he got out of the car limply, and Xue Zhonghua called.

"Where?"

Yan Ge was puzzled, "I'm at home."

"You wait." Xue Zhonghua said, "I'll come to you right away."

Yan Ge felt very puzzled, Xue Zhonghua seemed very angry every time he saw him, why did he still ask him? Is he impatient?

Yang Ge returned home, washed his face, and poured himself another glass of water. Soon Xue Zhonghua came, and Yang Ge opened the door to let him in.

Xue Zhonghua looked around the room, and Yan Ge said, "Do you want some tea?"

Xue Mang didn't speak, he sat down on the sofa and said, "I heard you don't have parents?"

In order for him to complete the task better, the system gave him an identity to minimize trouble, so his identity is no father, no mother, no relatives. With such an identity, Yang Ge is very free, he can do whatever he wants, and there will be no irrelevant people to distract him.

Yan Ge said: "No, I am an orphan."

Xue Zhonghua said again: "Don't you have any relatives?"

"No." Yan Ge didn't understand why he asked this, he put the tea on the coffee table in front of Xue Zhonghua, and said, "Please drink tea."

Xue Zhonghua looked at the green tea leaves floating in the glass teacup, and suddenly said, "Are you planning to keep Xue Mang a secret until you die?"

Yang Ge was taken aback, and looked at Xue Zhonghua in shock, he knew it!

Xue Zhonghua looked up at Yan Ge and said, "Yes, I already know."

The two stared at each other silently for a while, neither of them said anything. The atmosphere gradually stagnated, Xue Zhonghua looked at the child who was about the same age as his son, and said, "How long do you think you can hide it? Or do you think that as long as you hide it long enough, Xue Mang won't be sad? "

Yang Ge didn't speak, Xue Zhonghua said: "I want to know why you don't want to go to the hospital for treatment?"

Yan Ge said: "It can't be cured anyway, I don't want to go to the hospital and suffer."

"Are you a doctor? How do you know it can't be cured?" Xue Zhonghua said with anger in his words: "Do you know what will happen to Xue Mang when you delay everything? He is mine. Son, I understand him. He will be sad and blame himself, he will feel that it is because he failed to discover your condition in time that caused your death, what do you ask him to do in the future? Let him live with this guilt ?"

Yan Ge paused for a moment, he didn't know what to say, he always felt that when he left, it would have nothing to do with him.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think, the world is still going on after he left, so what should Xue Mang do? Will he really have a happy life after a new relationship as he thought?

Xue Zhonghua stood up with a dark face, and said, "Follow me."

Yan Ge was in a trance, "Where are you going?"

"Hospital!" Xue Zhonghua said, "For my son, you must not just die like this."

Xue Mang lay on the table and looked at the pot of lavender. The purple flowers of lavender were so beautiful in the sun. He felt that this was Yan Ge's response to his love. He has already made up his mind, when he is not so busy, he will take Yango to Provence. Take him to play in the lavender field, where the two of them can take pictures, laugh and even embrace and roll and kiss together.

I just thought about it beautifully for a while, and it was almost time to get off work after the matter was settled. Xue Mang drove home happily, bought vegetables on the way, and he wanted to cook delicious food for Xue Mang. He has been getting thinner and thinner recently, and he doesn't like the Bone Demon boyfriend.

After entering the house, he found that Yan Ge was not there. He might have gone out on something.

So Xue Mang started to process the ingredients, and then he called Yang Ge, but he didn't get through.

The vase on the table was still stuck with the red roses he had given to Yang Ge. Xue Mang smiled when he saw it. He made a meal with his heart and waited for Yan Ge to go home for dinner. But until it got dark, Yan Ge didn't come back, and he didn't answer the phone calls.

Xue Mang became anxious. He called Yang Ge's agent, who said that he hadn't contacted Yang Ge for many days since Yang Ge started to rest.

Xue Mang rubbed his eyes, and called Yan Ge again, this time he finally connected, but the person who answered the phone was not Yan Ge.

"Dad?" Xue Mang said in surprise, "Why is Yan Ge's cell phone in your hand?"

"Don't ask anything first, come to the hospital."

Xue Mang rushed to the hospital, and Yang Ge lay on the hospital bed and fell asleep peacefully, his face was as white as paper.

Xue Zhonghua patted Xue Mang on the back, Xue Mang said: "What's the matter? He was fine at noon."

"I just had a biopsy, and I haven't woken up yet."

"Why did he want to have a biopsy?" Xue Mang was very flustered, "What's wrong with him? Is the stomach problem serious again?"

"No." Xue Zhonghua said: "There was a tumor growing on his liver, and the biopsy was done to confirm whether the tumor was malignant."

Xue Mang stared blankly at Xue Zhonghua, his mind went blank, he felt that he could not understand what his father said at all.

"Don't worry." Xue Zhonghua said: "The result will come out tomorrow, he is so young, maybe the result is benign."

Xue Mang blinked his red eyes, and took a deep breath. He didn't want to be too weak in front of his father. He sat down by the hospital bed, looked at Yang Ge's pale face, and said, "I cooked a lot of dishes, and I also boiled them. Soup. What to do...he...can he eat now?"

Xue Zhonghua stood behind his son. As a father, he didn't want to see his son so sad, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do about it. At this time, he seemed to have returned to a few years ago, and his wife was lying on the hospital bed like this. At that time, his son was preparing for the college entrance examination, and while keeping the truth from his son, he handled the company's affairs and came to the hospital to take care of his wife.

At that time, besides grief, he was more numb, and he knew exactly what he should do. He did it step by step according to his own ideas and plans, and then his wife died. He actually felt a sense of relief, he finally didn't have to sleep for only four hours a day, and he finally didn't have to watch his wife cry in pain.

He told himself he did his best, he did everything a husband could do.

But at this time he looked at his sad son, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

It was already the next morning when Yang Ge woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xue Mang's face. Xue Mang smiled at him and said, "Are you hungry?"

Yan Ge was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I made lean meat porridge for you, it's delicious." Xue Mang opened the thermos bucket with a smile, and said, "But you can't eat it now. You can eat after the nurse draws your blood."

Yang Ge nodded, and Xue Mang said, "I'll help you get up and wash up."

Xue Mang got up from the bed holding his eyes, the part where the biopsy was performed yesterday was still aching. He bent slightly to brush his teeth, Xue Mang stood behind him and looked at him, reaching out to touch the protruding spine on Yango's back. He said: "Too thin, if you can get a little fatter, your figure will definitely be more irritating."

Yang Ge was still in a heavy mood, but now hearing Xue Mang say such words, he accidentally swallowed a mouthful of toothpaste foam, coughing so hard that he was heartbroken.

Xue Mang patted Yang Ge on the back, and said with disgust: "I can't even brush my teeth well. Fortunately, you are with me. Who else doesn't dislike you like this except me?"

Yan Ge was speechless. After drying his face, he said, "Don't you need to go to the company?"

"No need." Xue Mang said with a beating expression: "I'm the president, who dares to care if I go to work or not?"