Chapter 116
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Cai Bowen and Cheng Ying fell in love when they were young.
It was a very pure and innocent school romance. They treated each other very seriously and carefully. They had never even held hands. However, when their relationship was discovered by their parents, what awaited them was round after round of mental torture.
"What are you taking me to do?" Cheng Ying struggled to break free from the male teacher's hand, but his mother hugged him in the next second.
"Cheng Ying, Cheng Ying, listen to me. It's just a simple checkup …" Cheng Ying's mother said as she cried, her hands trembling slightly. Medical and education were underdeveloped in that era. AIDS had just arrived in China and caused a lot of panic. There was a popular saying in society that more than 90% of gay men would contract AIDS.
The doctor in the white coat sized up Cheng Ying's beautiful face with a subtle gaze. His tone was cold and frivolous. "Did he touch you down there?"
Cheng Ying's blood rushed to his head. He said angrily, "What are you talking about? Watch your mouth! There's nothing going on between us! "
The doctor laughed. "It's no use being fierce. You'd better tell me the truth. Otherwise, you'll be the one suffering. Boys your age tend to do impulsive things. You really don't know what's good for you. "
It was noisy in the consultation room.
Fear, disgust, and disbelief.
Cheng Ying looked at the faces of his parents and teachers and suddenly felt that they were unfamiliar. He was afraid. He wanted to run away from this place, but under the control of the adults, he was forced to complete the checkup.
A few days later, the Cheng family returned home with the medical report. They finally felt relieved.
As soon as they returned home, a slap landed on Cheng Ying's face.
"Kneel!" Cheng Ying's father said sternly.
Cheng Ying refused to kneel. There was a clear palm print on his face. His eyes were filled with humiliation and stubbornness.
"Kneel!" Cheng Ying's father walked behind him and kicked Cheng Ying's knee. He finally broke his pretentious arrogance.
"Do you admit your mistake?"
"I didn't do anything wrong!"
"You still say you didn't do anything wrong? You like men! Go on the streets and ask around. Which boy doesn't like girls? Are you crazy? Alright, you're not mistaken, are you? " Cheng Ying's father pulled out a rattan hanging on the wall and viciously whipped it at Cheng Ying. "Who asked you to be so stubborn? Who asked you to be so stubborn! "
Cheng Ying endured it silently without saying a word.
Cheng Ying's mother couldn't take it anymore. She pulled Cheng Ying's father away and said gently, "Cheng Ying, just apologize to your father. Who hasn't made mistakes when they were young? As long as you're willing to correct them, you'll still be a good son to Mom and Dad. "
Cheng Ying sneered. "Isn't Brother the only good son of Mom and Dad?"
Mr. Cheng was furious. "How dare you talk back to me! I think you're just not convinced! If I don't beat you into submission today, my surname isn't Cheng! "
The audience held their breaths.
If it was an ordinary audience, they would get into character with the actors in many cases. Other than the plot, it was difficult for other things to leave an impression on them when they watched the movie for the first time.
However, those who were able to attend the premiere were usually not ordinary audiences.
Many of them were professional film critics.
The angle from which they watched the show was much more detailed and tricky than that of the ordinary audience.
For example, colors, images, and rhythm.
For example, acting skills.
They saw the muscles on Cheng Ying's face twitching slightly and his cheeks puffing up and down. Everyone knew that Cheng Ying was on the verge of exploding. Compared to the chaotic movie scene, they were more worried about Zhou Yuhe.
When dealing with this kind of anger, most young actors would go overboard. They would either scream, glare, or smash things. They would lose control of their limbs to express their extreme anger.
Although they knew that Zhou Yuhe's acting skills were good, he was still too young. Moreover, it was an extremely humiliating scene. Even the audience couldn't help but be angry, let alone him.
Please don't cross it, please don't cross it …
On the other side, Cheng Ying glanced at Cheng Ying's father and quickly looked away. His voice was trembling with anger. That trembling was mixed with the character's repression, unwillingness, and jealousy.
"Isn't that the case?"
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