When Yuan Wanjiao came back, Yuan Bozhu and Yuan Qifeng were sitting on the sofa without saying a word.

They all looked weird.

But it's hard to say exactly where it's weird.

Yuan Qifeng always had a solemn look on his face that was carefree, but Yuan Bozhu's face was still expressionless.

Yuan Wanjiao only guessed through her perception that some serious event should have happened in this family within half an hour.

"You two had a fight?"

Despite asking, Yuan Wanjiao didn't think it would happen.

Although Yuan Qifeng is sometimes annoying, but every time Yuan Bozhu gets impatient and restrains himself.Moreover, he really might not have the ability to make his stable brother angry.

Sure enough, Yuan Qifeng shook his head.

It is impossible to quarrel.

Yuan Wanjiao changed her shoes, put away her bags, walked up to the two brothers, reached out her hand and nodded between their eyebrows.

After thinking about it for three seconds, he said, "You two are in a cold war?!"

She is incredible.

Yuan Bozhu has a good temper. Although he looks cold and reticent, he has never been really angry with anyone in all these years.

Every time the squabbling is over, Yuan Bozhu doesn't take it to heart.

What's going on today?

"It's not about the Cold War, it's just..." Yuan Qifeng showed a sad expression, "Yuan Lao San ignored me."

After Lin Shuangxuan left, Yuan Bozhu began to ignore Yuan Qifeng.

Completely treat him as air, no matter what he is doing next to him, Yuan Bozhu will not move like a mountain.

"What's the reason?" Yuan Wanjiao asked.

"I came out for him in front of his crush." Yuan Qifeng lowered his voice, pretending that Yuan Bozhu couldn't hear, and said, "Scared him away."

Yuan Bozhu looked at him with a cold face, paused every word, and said loudly, "It's just a classmate."

Yuan Qifeng: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Yuan Bozhu narrowed his eyes dangerously, Yuan Qifeng shrank his neck and dared not make a sound.

"My God??? What the hell did I miss?!" Yuan Wanjiao smiled so that the corners of her mouth flew into the sky, "My precious brother brought home the person he likes!"

Complete mess.

Yuan Bozhu did not want the misunderstanding on this matter to continue to deepen.

He took the initiative to explain: "There is no one who has a crush, and he has not come out."

This sentence can be said so fluently and clearly, it probably depends on, as early as half an hour ago, he had written the belly draft in front of Lin Shuangxuan.

At that time, Lin Shuangxuan heard Yuan Qifeng's nonsense, and was embarrassed for a moment, and dared not come out of the bedroom.

Yuan Bozhu took the initiative to go in.

He waited for Lin Shuangxuan to ask questions.

Asked, Yuan Bozhu could answer and explain.

I am not gay.

Although Yuan Bozhu doesn't think it is necessary for him to announce his sexual orientation to anyone.

But considering that Lin Shuangxuan was wearing his clothes and standing in his room for various reasons.

Explain to avoid misunderstanding.

It's a pity didn't have time to say.

Because Lin Shuanghuan didn't ask anything, but nervously picked up his schoolbag and said, "Yuan, classmate Yuan, I might still have to go back."

"It's still raining."

"The wind has dropped a lot, so I can take a taxi when I go down."

Yuan Bozhu glanced at him, and said in a deep and slow voice, "It's up to you."

Lin Shuangxiu unconsciously picked the zipper of the schoolbag with her nails, and whispered, "The clothes...I'll return them to you after I wash them."

"Um."

Yuan Bozhu didn't know how much Lin Shuangxuan had heard.

But judging by his hurried appearance, he probably heard the last sentence.

Yuan Bozhu is not gay, nor does he understand homosexuality.

But he knew that homosexuality existed, and he didn't think there was anything special about this group.

Strictly speaking, for an older single male monk who has not been in love for hundreds of years, and the master of the immortal sect who has never been disturbed by emotions...

In Yuan Bozhu's view, there is essentially no difference between homosexuality and heterosexuality.

They are all desires that hinder the attainment of the Tao, and should be refrained from.

Now he is not quitting, but he is not very clear about it.

All know is that love between men and women is very troublesome, but it has nothing to do with him, so he doesn't mind.

But Lin Shuangxuan kept his head buried and refused to look at Yuan Bozhu.

Yuan Bozhu suddenly felt that Lin Shuanghuan might be very concerned about homosexuality.

He was so angry that his ears turned red.

After hearing Yuan Bozhu briefly state what happened, Yuan Wanjiao probably understood——

Yuan Qifeng brought back a classmate of his younger brother, and misunderstood that Yuan Bozhu had a crush on him, and then said that Yuan Bozhu was gay in front of others when something happened.

Yuan Wanjiao flew straight up with a kick, causing Yuan Qi Feng's eyes to stare.

"Oh! What are you doing!"

"Is there something wrong with you? It's fine if you talk nonsense at home, but now you're still freaking out in front of outsiders. Are you courting death?"

She didn't give Yuan Qifeng a chance to speak, so she scolded while pulling her ears.

Yuan Bozhu stood by and watched coldly, thinking: Good job.

"You can't blame me! Who knew that he opened the door just when I said that sentence——"

"Are you talking about this question? Are you talking about this question?! When you are not sure about anything, you just assume that A Zhu is gay. Is there anyone who treats you like a big brother?!"

"Ah, don't pull your hair, you're bald!" Yuan Qifeng wailed, "I'm curious about Yuan's third child's puppy love, aren't you curious?"

"That's not why you took people home casually! What if..."

When Yuan Wanjiao said this, she suddenly paused, and said, "What if he is not a good person, let him know the address of our house, and then pester A Zhu later?"

Yuan Bozhu frowned slightly, feeling that the direction of her lesson was wrong.

This matter has nothing to do with Lin Shuangxuan.

Yuan Qifeng struggled and said: "I think that kid is quite obedient, really, maybe he is Yuan's third partner, he will play us—"

"I believe you are the one to blame!"

"Then you do the math yourself?"

"I don't think I'm a fart when everyone is gone! You are my magic stick, and I can just catch you if you don't have anything, right?"

"Don't you just need a medium, the slippers over there, the orange pair—the kid wore them, you can use them to figure out what the relationship between them is?"

Yuan Bozhu was speechless.

He felt that Yuan Qifeng would definitely die under Yuan Wanjiao's hands.

She even asked her who loves cleanliness to get a pair of slippers for divination.

However, Yuan Wanjiao actually said: "Really? Let me tell you earlier, then I'll go and have a look."

"..."

Yuan Bozhu understood it thoroughly.

In this family, he couldn't expect anyone's logic to be clear, reasonable, and normal.

Yuan Wanjiao was shocked by Yuan Qifeng, rushed over to pick up the slippers on the spot, ran to the room to get her "natal magic weapon" for divination.

Yuan Bozhu was speechless.

However, even Yuan Wanjiao's divination would not yield any results.

Just let her figure it out, it's all a misunderstanding.

He gave up communicating with them, got up and went back to the bedroom.

"Yuan Laosan, are you really not gay? Yuan Laosan, talk to me, Yuan Laosan—"

Boom.

Yuan Bozhu shut his voice out of the door.

The room was shrouded in a mess of light and shadow.

Yuan Wanjiao's expression gradually changed from surprise to surprise, and then to fright.

After all kinds of ambiguous peach powder interlaced, only a stream of red remained.

Totally red.

A strand of gold covered with feathers, torn apart is boiling blood.

Her eyelashes trembled rapidly, and under the urging of her violent heartbeat, she reached out and brushed aside a layer of light.

The background is still red.

This color carries a hot temperature and flows in this cramped and narrow room in the form of light.

There is no way to crack it, it cannot be stopped, it cannot be stopped.

All the way to the end, what Yuan Wanjiao saw was death, only death.

Despair was conveyed to the Lich's heart through the results of divination in an instant.

Psychics allow her to perceive all this.

Yuan Wanjiao's face was pale.

She had never seen such exact sadness and fear.

They exist physically within the crystal ball.

The smell of blood came from the prophecy.

This smell of sin comes from a strange body and the not-too-distant future.

The cracked earth was swept by violent storms, and the world was shrouded in great panic.

What caused all this was "Yuan Lao San's puppy love object" in Yuan Qi's mouth.

No, absolutely not this result.

Yuan Wanjiao's hands couldn't stop shaking, she slowly put down the crystal ball and walked to the door.

lock the door.

Go to the dressing table again, sit down, and pick up a pair of small eyebrow scissors.

The next moment, the sharp end poked hard at his palm.

The pain didn't stop her, she bit her lip with a gloomy expression.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, Yuan Qifeng knocked on the door at this moment.

"Hey, hey, it takes so long to break the hexagram, come out quickly, I want to eat takeaway, order me takeaway!"

"Yuan Wanjiao! Did you fall asleep inside??"

"Hello? Is anyone there? I'll give you ten seconds, and I'll kick the door if you don't come out!"

He is noisy.

It seems to be intentional, knowing that Yuan Wanjiao needs to be quiet, but keeps making trouble outside.

But Yuan Wanjiao was not affected at all.

Vague answers did not settle her.

She had to know a more definite result—what kind of future would that person bring.

The blood flowed strangely in a restrained manner, a thin line of blood slowly extended from the palm, flowed through the wrist, forearm, and sank into the clothes.

The energy glands at the heart became restless.

The power of the psychic increased sharply in a short period of time, Yuan Wanjiao picked up the natal magic weapon again, this time, she used up most of the power.

A burst of white light appeared in front of him.

Immediately, there was a shoal. When the tide was high, the waves rolled over, corpses lay all over the ground, and the sea water was dyed red.

Go into the scene again carefully.

She found Yuan Bozhu.

"A Zhu...!"

Yuan Wanjiao saw it in horror.Her younger brother was lying there covered in blood.

And beside him stood a slender young man, he squatted down and leaned close to Yuan Bozhu.

She couldn't hear what he was saying.

Only a pair of wings could be seen growing from his back.

On the left is dazzling gold, and on the right is hot red.The asymmetry of such a collision makes the originally beautiful feathers present an unusual horror.

Ominous color.

Yuan Wanjiao continued to walk forward.

She had to see clearly whether Yuan Bozhu was dead or alive at this point in time.

She needs to know who hurt Yuan Bozhu.

However, the door of the room was kicked open suddenly.bang.

Yuan Qifeng walked in with a dark face.

"Stop."

"……hold on."

"I said stop! You're going to fucking die here!"

"hold on……"

The eyes were sharply hurt, Yuan Wanjiao suddenly twitched all over, and let out a strange and painful moan.

"Ugh!!"

After that, she suddenly opened her eyes, and with an ah——

Yuan Wanjiao's seven orifices were bleeding, and the blood was drawn into the crystal ball.

The skin on her face, neck, and arms were all chapped in fine lines.

"Hold."

Yuan Qifeng violently slapped the crystal ball away.

The power of prophecy backlashed against him, with a bang, as the crystal ball hit the ground, Yuan Qifeng and Yuan Wanjiao spit out a mouthful of black blood at the same time——

Yuan Wanjiao went into shock, and his heartbeat and breathing stopped instantly.

Yuan Qifeng's energy glands were severely damaged, but fortunately, as an orc, his physical fitness was much stronger than these liches.

Even though the internal organs were torn apart, he could still wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, hugged Yuan Wanjiao who seemed to be dead, and walked out of the room with a cold face.

He took a look at Yuan Bozhu's bedroom, the door was closed tightly, so there should be no problem.

Yuan Qifeng spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, went out directly from the balcony, jumped up to the ceiling of the building next door, and rushed to Never-ending with Yuan Wanjiao at the fastest speed.

Over the years, Yuan Wanjiao has also avoided several deaths for him.

Just treat it as a favor.

"Just have fun secretly, with a reliable elder brother like me."

Seeing Yuan Qifeng's figure disappear into the sky, Yuan Bozhu looked away.

He went to Yuan Wanjiao's room and picked up the crystal ball that looked like a toy from the ground at the corner of the bed.

Yuan Bozhu tried to solve it with his own spells, but to no avail.

The psychic power of the lich belongs only to themselves, and all the prophesied pictures are invisible to others.

Even Yuan Bozhu couldn't use her crystal ball.

He put it back in place, and his eyes fell on the pair of slippers that Yuan Wanjiao used as a medium.

Maybe Lin Shuangxuan really has a special identity.

In particular, Yuan Wanjiao exhausted all her energy and could not know his future.

"What are the characteristics of a gay in life?"

"Is homosexuality common in today's society?"

"What do you need to pay attention to when you are friends with a gay?"

"Do gays and straight men have a pure friendship?"

At two o'clock in the morning, Lin Shuangxuan lay on the bed, raised his mobile phone, and looked up some questions that he couldn't figure out.

Yuan Bozhu is gay, and this incident had a great impact on him.It was so big that couldn't get over it when got home.

In fact, Lin Shuangxuan regretted it very much.

On weekdays, he is very good at dealing with emergencies, and can play a calm role at any time, but today he was unable to calm down and fled from the original house in a hurry...

Will Yuan Bozhu misunderstand?

Think Lin Shuangxuan is homophobic?

No, Lin Shuangxuan didn't mind those things.

He was just, too shocked, too shocked to be in the same room as Yuan Bozhu.

But why the shock?

Whether he is straight or not, what does it have to do with him?

He is not even Yuan Bozhu's friend now, does he still care about other people's sexuality?

Against the wishes of the owner, the fingertips unknowingly opened another same-sex social networking site.

Lin Shuangxuan scrolled through all kinds of gay photos posted on the platform.

His brows furrowed quietly.

Most of the gays who are more popular on the Internet are the type with extroverted personalities. They show off their bodies, hobbies, and makeup, and try their best to express their charm.

But Yuan Bozhu is quiet, calm, low-key, and doesn't show any preferences.

Lin Shuangxuan couldn't imagine what type of boy Yuan Bozhu would like.Is it one of these people?Or, a very quiet person like Yuan Bozu...

These Internet celebrities are very popular in the circle.

There are countless comments under each selfie.

There are also a lot of explicit comments.

Lin Shuangxuan glanced a few times, then quickly backed out in fright.

But after a few seconds, couldn't help but click in to see it.

Check out this comment: "Good hand, must be easy to hold."

Lin Shuangxuan unconsciously remembered that day at Xuantian Mountain, when Yuan Bozhu led his hand down the mountain.

Yuan Bozhu's fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints, powerful and warm.Much better looking than the hand in the photo.

It's also really easy to hold.

He shook his head, sobered up for a moment, then scrolled down again, and saw a comment: "Wow!! Such amazing abs, I'm so hungry! I want to lick them!"

Uncontrollably, Yuan Bozhu's body, his smooth and beautiful arms and abdominal muscles, and the texture lines of his trouser waist appeared uncontrollably in his mind.

Lin Shuangxiu swallowed subconsciously.

Then he slammed his phone on the bedside, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, not daring to look at it again.

All night, he was thinking about Yuan Bozhu.

Think about what is special about this person that makes him or her feel attracted every time.

Thinking about what it would be like to get close to Yuan Bozhu.

Thinking about why he has so many friends, but only Yuan Bozhu's response can make him feel a kind of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking, after leaving today, Yuan Bozhu will misunderstand him, causing the relationship between the two people who have finally upgraded to be further separated.

But what Yuan Bozu thinks about the most is the pair of eyes that Yuan Bozhu glanced at when he took off his glasses.

It was Yuan Bozhu's hand, Yuan Bozhu's body, Yuan Bozhu's hot embrace when he walked out of the fire.

It was Yuan Bozhu who kicked open the door of the infirmary for him, bandaged him, and stuck a meaningless Band-Aid on him...

So, Yuan Bozhu is really gay?

How did he find out he was gay?

Has he dated boys?

"Ahhh!"

At four o'clock in the morning, Lin Shuangxuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, registered a small account, and asked a question in a certain gay group.

"How did everyone know they were gay?"

I thought that no one would pay attention to him at this point, but unexpectedly, everyone was very active.

In just a few minutes, there were many replies.

There are also a lot of invalid information. Some people joked, "Don't ask such pure questions, it's late at night, let's talk about something exciting."

But after all, someone is still answering seriously.

"It's very simple. When I found out that I had a desire for the body of the same sex, I knew it was bad."

With a snap, the phone fell and landed on Lin Shuangxuan's face.

His eyes went dark.

Oops.

The author has something to say:

Yuan: He seems to be homophobic.

Answer: I seem to be the same.