That kind of cautious but ignorant emotion that didn't want anyone to find out was always entangled. When I saw him, I felt guilty and scared, mixed with a little excitement. The vague lingering every morning was finally revealed one day.
The girl looked at the young man, her eyes flickering, and she said hesitantly: I have a good friend, a woman, who is in love with another woman. She sleeps on the same bed every day, kissing and touching each other. They are gay.
All of a sudden, there was a thunder in my mind, gay? ! It seems like everything has been revealed. It turns out that he is also gay?
Why not look at the person not far away and murmur: So I am also gay? After saying that, he reacted and subconsciously added: No, it should be bisexual.
So, classmate, if you say this, you are dead.