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"What are you in a daze for? Are you not going to clean up?" Ren Jian walked to Yu Qinghuan's side and said.

Yu Qinghuan was so frightened that the clothes in his hands fell to the ground.

Ren Jian was surprised: "Did I scare you?"

"No, no." Yu Qinghuan replied vaguely, reached out to pick up the clothes, stuffed them in the closet, and kept looking at the inner cupboard - he had quietly put the medical records and the box back in.

Ren Jian asked again, "Do you want me to help you move the box in?"

"The box? What box?" Yu Qinghuan looked like he was lost, and it took him a long time to react, "Oh yes, my box..."

"What's wrong with you?" Ren Jian felt inexplicably flustered, thinking that Yu Qinghuan overheard the conversation between him and Ren's mother just now, right?

But he didn't say anything out of the ordinary. Even if he was heard, Yu Qinghuan probably wouldn't have thought that he was talking about him and himself...

Ren Jian was wondering, Yu Qinghuan over there was at war between heaven and man, and he seemed extremely uneasy. He unconsciously clenched the hand holding the clothes tightly, and finally Yu Qinghuan couldn't hide the secret and blurted out: "Ren Jian, I just put the clothes on. I accidentally opened the drawer while I was there."

After speaking, Yu Qinghuan pointed to the inner drawer of the wardrobe with his slightly trembling fingertips.

Any time stunned.

He hasn't been home for a long time, and he doesn't know what's in the corners of the house at all. Usually, he calls the cleaning aunt to clean up. Anyway, there are no valuables.

Ren Jian stepped forward with a puzzled face, opened the drawer, and saw a page of paper on top of the small cardboard box in the drawer. Ren Jian glanced at it, and suddenly the whole person froze in place.

Yu Qinghuan didn't dare to let out the air, didn't know what to say, and kept secretly observing Ren Jian's expression from the corner of his eyes.

After a period of repressed silence, Ren Jian slowly closed the drawer and turned to look at Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan saw peace in his eyes.

Extremely calm, even a little out of place, like a frozen lake, the stones fell without any ripples, but they were all smashed into cobweb cracks.

Ren Jian lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said, "If you don't want to move in anymore, I understand, I'm sorry, my sexual orientation should be earlier..."

"Renjian!" Yu Qinghuan suddenly became emotional, and stepped closer to Renjian, grabbing Renjian's wrist suddenly.

This really startled Ren Jian, and he couldn't help but take a half step back.

Yu Qinghuan almost shouted: "Homosexuality is not a disease! And you don't have to say sorry to anyone! If someone used this to attack you before, he must be jealous of your handsomeness."

"Jealous... Jealous of me being handsome?" Ren Jian was dumbfounded.

Why didn't Yu Qinghuan play cards according to the routine.

"Yes!" Yu Qinghuan said forcefully, "He is jealous of your handsomeness, your good figure, your ability, and your kindness!"

"Wait, I have a good heart, where did you get it from..." Ren Jian tried to interject, by the way, to find out the current situation.

"Also!" Yu Qinghuan's voice directly overshadowed Ren Jian's voice, "This so-called correctional institution is a **** lie!"

"Okay, I already know, don't get excited." Ren Jian comforted Yu Qinghuan, full of wonder.

What's the matter? Usually when he comes out to others, isn't it always the other party to appease him? Why this time, he has to appease others.

Yu Qinghuan calmed down a little, exhaled, and asked cautiously, "Did your aunt and uncle let you go?"

Ren Jian shook his head: "No, I was determined to go."

Seeing that Yu Qinghuan was getting excited again, Ren Jian quickly said: "Don't worry, I have accepted my sexuality now, the institution I went to when I was in high school, it has been many years, can you let go of my wrist first? ?"

"Ah... I'm sorry, just..." Yu Qinghuan hurriedly let go of Ren Jian's hand, seeing that there were already five eye-catching red fingerprints on his wrist.

Ren Jian shook his hands indifferently: "I didn't expect you to be more excited than me."

"Because I think you are very nice, I don't want you..." Before Yu Qinghuan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Renjian chuckling, "Are you in such a hurry to send me a good person card?"

"No..." Yu Qinghuan panicked.

Ren Jian continued to laugh and said, "I'm kidding you, but don't be afraid, because after six months of correction in that institution in high school, I was left with sequelae. As long as someone touched my elbow for about five seconds, I would feel nauseous. So I won't do anything to you, and why should I provoke straight men, it's not myself who bothers me in the end."

"You...you still have such a problem?" Yu Qinghuan was surprised.

"Well, don't believe me? Would you like to try it?" Ren Jian joked and opened his hands.