Night Labyrinth

Chapter 25 Homosexuality, isn't it disgusting?

It's been a long time since I heard this name from others, and I haven't mentioned it to others for a long time.

So now that I suddenly hear these two words, I have to react to connect them with the image in my mind.

"Oh, I work as a novel editor on a website in Beijing." My head was a little numb at this time, so I couldn't help but say it.

"How do you know?" Song Qian looked at me with a surprised expression and frowned slightly.

I was offended by her expression and tone of voice.

Why can't I know?

Why can't I know?

He Lin is not your family!

Do you think she has too little friendship with me?

Do you think I don't deserve to know!

A series of roars sounded in my heart.

But in the next second, she had to sadly admit that Song Qian was not wrong, her expression was not wrong, and her tone was not wrong.

I just shouldn't know, I just don't have a close relationship with He Lin, and He Lin just didn't tell me!

In fact, she was not wrong at all.

What was wrong was my self-esteem.

"One day I went to the studio and the teacher said." After answering, I was embarrassed for a while.

Sure enough, He Lin first informed the teacher before I was able to hear the report.

In her heart, the status of a teacher is more important than mine.

Fortunately, Song Qian didn't get entangled in this.

"The website is quite famous, and the company's benefits are good. It's just that the work is too hard, and I don't have dinner until eight or nine every day. She even complained to me that she has gained weight." She said with a smile.

I couldn't help imagining what He Lin would look like after "growing flesh". She was already thin and tall, so even if she gained flesh, she might not be too fat.

"You want to be an editor?" Song Qian's question interrupted my fantasy.

"Well, it's from the Chinese department after all. What kind of novels is He Lin mainly doing now?"

I refused to let go of the topic that was finally brought up.

"It seems to be a male channel." Song Qian said casually, then nodded, "Yes, the Chinese department has an advantage as an editor. In fact, you should go for an internship."

"Oh, what's a male video? How did he get this job?"

Seeing Song Qian pull the conversation back to me, I resolutely turned to He Lin again.

"I just submitted my resume to find it. Male fans are the types of novels that boys like to read, such as urban, fantasy, fairy tale, and science fiction. Speaking of which, what kind of novels do you like to read?"

Song Qian brought the topic back to me again, and I clearly felt her impatience and boredom every time I mentioned He Lin.

"I like..." I hesitated how to proceed to what I wanted.

"Oh, yes, you like Tanmei, why did I forget." Before I could return, Song Qian suddenly laughed.

"Well, yes, I just like Tanmei..."

Her interruption made me a little embarrassed for a while, and before I could think of my next sentence, Song Qian threw a new question.

"Actually, I still don't understand what's so good about Danmei, and why so many people like it."

"I just think it's interesting. Because I'm the same sex, there's another layer of taboos that cannot be tolerated by the world. I'm hindered, misunderstood, and ignored, but many subtle emotions are more moving." I tried to explain.

It feels like the topic has been pulled further and further away.

"Same-sex together..." Song Qian frowned suddenly, as if she was considering her words, "Don't you feel sick?"

My heart felt cold, and I raised my head to look directly into Song Qian's eyes, only to find that she was looking at me with serious eyes.

There was a clear sense of inquiry in that gaze, as if it could penetrate my skin and directly see my unspeakable secret.

I turned my head in panic, avoiding Ling Chi in her eyes.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just like a normal romance, it's just...just a love affair."

"Oh, that's it." Song Qian nodded, looking noncommittal.

After that, we kept chatting about some things, such as school changes, graduation plans, news from our province, or even more irrelevant.

I was afraid of being spied on by her, so I didn't dare to mention He Lin again.

And she didn't mention it.

Winter nights always fall quickly.

When we finished our meal and walked out of the cafeteria, it was already dark.

The snow stopped a long time ago, and the campus was silvery white. Walking on the road, the creaking snow was sounded by the sound of steadfastness under your feet.

The cold wind started to blow again outside, Song Qian tightened her collar, complained that the winter here is still so cold, and then said that she was going to another department to see a student she knew, and asked me to go back to the dormitory first.

I nodded and watched her walk towards another dormitory building, but I unconsciously played back the picture of me sending He Lin back to the dormitory in the cold and windy dark night in my mind.

Night Breeze cut the skin like a sharp knife, I came back to my senses, looked in the direction of He Lin's bedroom, and reluctantly went upstairs.

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The second update at night~ (if the system is not arrogant today)