Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

The hot pot was still boiling, and the rising thin mist mixed with fragrance spread everywhere.

Henry's heart was as anxious as the soup in the pot. He picked up a peach and sat down. He took a bite and chewed it for more than 10 times before slowly suppressing his woolgathering.

He must have thought too much. His brother must be straight from all aspects.

"Brother, why do you suddenly ask men and men..." Henry didn't make it very clear, as long as he understood what he meant.

Looking at Henry's inquisitive eyes, Noah was stunned. He suddenly stopped chewing the peach and realized what he had asked was blamed.

Noah quickly looked away and pretended to be calm, "I just want to know."

"Okay." Squinting his eyes, Henry didn't completely believe what he said. He wanted to sound it out, "Brother, are you not interested in women?"

Noah knew what he was trying to sound out. He thought for a while and said frankly, "I don't know. I have never met a woman who makes me fall in love with again."

The woman who once made him fall in love with had already been married and had children. And he seemed to have let go of this memory and trea

u misunderstand him? Didn't brother like sister in law before? "

"There are two kinds of gay, inborn and acquired. The two of us are probably inborn, but brother is obviously not. He is affected by the environment where he grows up." Henry had mixed feelings and even couldn't accept it.

Seeing her son's reaction, Ms. Sheng said helplessly, "Now you understand how I felt when you came out of the closet?"

Yes, he did. He really did.

He was nervous, terrified, and uneasy. He couldn't accept it. He even blamed himself for the misleading. He was more worried and afraid that the road was full of thorns.

This world was not tolerant to homosexuality, let alone endless opposition and criticism. Verbal attack was an invisible blade, and it was really killing in the invisible.

"Ms. Sheng, what should we do?" Henry could only turn to his omnipotent mother for help.

However, Ms. Sheng's tender sight swept over the two of them.

It was a waste of time to ask her.

If there were a solution, his son would be holding a delicate girl now.

Henry and Adrian looked at each other speechlessly.

It seemed that this question was in vain.