[Subject, first person perspective]
I'm a disgusting homosexual.
My mother scolded me like this when she tore up all my paintings. I am Su Jin, and I have fallen in love with a person named Shen Mu.
When we were in the training camp, three knocks on the wall became our signal house.
Boom, boom, boom…
After the Jie Tong School closed down, we thought we were free.
But our parents posted our stories and "medical records" online. Curses from strangers poured in: "Pervert" and "Go to hell." I can't hold the brush anymore. Shen Mu hugged me and said "Don't look", but those words were drilled into my bones. I was searching for how to die painlessly.
It was very windy that day, the world was too noisy, and there was no corner for us. Ah Mu, I'm tired.
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They said I was sick.
My disease is loving him. I took him out of the prison camp, but he couldn't escape the prison of the human world. My parents held up their cell phones like weapons, and I lost everything because of the "gay" label. I begged them to let me go, but my father said he would rather I die.
I watched my ember die out day by day.
Until the wind swept him away.
I locked the door and went his way. The wind is very clean.
The world is so big that there is no room for two chairs side by side.
Jin Jin, we must meet again in our next life, we must be happy, we must be complete...
Purpose: Through the tragedy of a pair of teenage lovers being crushed by the triple violence of family, correctional institution and online society, we explore the survival plight of minority groups under traditional concepts and social prejudice, and call for respect for the diversity of "love" and individual choice.