In fact, there is nothing special about people of the same sex, just like some people like to eat sweet food, some people like to eat spicy food, some people like flowers to bloom, and some people like to stare at the stars in a daze.
When I look at people, my eyes always stay on people of the same gender as me. It doesn't happen suddenly. It's like discovering that I don't like eating coriander, or slowly realizing that I am afraid of the dark. It's the result of asking myself day by day.
There is no earth-shattering reason, nor is it taught by anyone. I just follow my heart.
But when I actually walked on this road, I found that this road was like an abyss with no end.
No one understood or accepted me, and my bravery in the end was like a big gamble. I silently closed my mouth and learned to be mute in the slander and abuse of others.
The silence of the mute was terrifying, and it was deafening to me in his ears.
Concept: The love of a mute is deafening