Quick Wear: Don’t Be Afraid of the Yandere Villain

Ye Shaolin looked at his lively son and his silent brother. Most of the men in their Ye family were silent, and his own child was probably the most lively one in so many generations.

But it was good. This child took after his mother, and his lively personality seemed good. At least he was not a dull person.

"A Ling, Mom has prepared another blind date for you. I think if it's not bad, you should decide. Mom is almost doubting your sexual orientation."

Ye Zhiling was silent for a while after hearing the last sentence. Sexual orientation?

When he thought of the person who played games with him every day, Ye Zhiling's eyes dimmed. He actually tried his best not to think about it, but he couldn't forget the way he stood in front of him every day.

It was obviously just a game, and he was obviously playing only the characters in the game, but why did his heart feel so strange? Why did he always think of him?

He never dared to talk to him more, one was that he was afraid that he would be exposed, and the other was that he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself and would personally break this window paper.

By then, he might be so scared that he would block me completely, right?

I don’t know what the other person looks like, but even if we are just chatting by typing, I can’t help but feel excited.

Ye Shaolin looked at his brother’s expression, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat: “A Ling? What are you thinking? You, you, you! You don’t really like men, do you?”

No wonder he has never had a girlfriend at the age of 24. I didn’t expect it to be… It’s actually a problem of sexual orientation. What should I do? Should I tell my mother? Will my mother accept it? Should I arrange a date for him in the future? Should I arrange a date for him with a young man?

I don’t know what kind of young man A Ling likes, like a little white rabbit, or a little more assertive?

Is his brother the one on top? Or the one on the bottom? He couldn’t help but glance at Ye Zhiling again. Ye Shaolin swore that his brother must be the one on top, and it was impossible for him to be the one on the bottom.

“Brother, I…” Ye Zhiling didn’t know how to explain to his brother. He didn’t like men, he just liked that person.

In fact, they didn't understand each other, but it seemed like they should know each other.

As for whether they like men or women, Ye Zhiling has never been entangled in this question, but he did think about what his future wife would be like.

He used to think it was unimportant, as long as she was obedient and sensible and didn't cause him trouble. Now there is a contour.

"It's okay, brother can understand, so what type do you like?" Ye Shaolin asked again.

"..." Ye Zhiling was silent for a while: "Brother, I have someone I like."

"This... is it like this! Don't worry, I will do the ideological work on mom's side, you... just like the person you like."

"Well, please brother."

When Ye Shaolin heard the word brother, he was stunned. For many years, it seemed that since Ye Zhiling was four years old, he just called him brother or elder brother in a cold and distant way. He hasn't heard him call him brother for a long time.

It seems that A Ling really likes that person. Ye Shaolin feels crazy. At this time, he doesn't persuade his brother, but thinks about how to overcome all difficulties to make him happy.

"Dad, uncle, what are you talking about?" The nephew looked confused.

"An An, don't ask so many questions. Let's go. We should go home and don't disturb uncle's work." After saying that, Ye Shaolin picked up his son.