The right way to rescue someone who has been out of the closet

Chapter 2 Fried Foie Gras

"Alan, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, my mother is calling." Ye Lan looked away from the phone screen, "She probably saw it."

"Damn, so fast! Then I'll hang up first, you hurry up to appease her old man, don't be so angry that you are too old. You have to take your time to come out of the closet. Impulse is the devil, don't impulse!"

Ye Lan stared at the mobile phone that was vibrating like a motor, and responded casually: "Hmm."

"Did you hear that? Give me a good answer!"

"……understood."

Fan Yue babbled and finally hung up, Ye Lan got up and put the cordless phone away, stretched out his hand slowly, and connected the phone before the screen went dark: "Hello?"

"Baby, why are you so slow to pick up?"

"Well, I just had a call."

"Is that so... I thought you had something to hide from me!"

Ye Lan's heart tightened, pretending to be calm: "What can I do."

"That's good, I made an appointment to have dinner together tomorrow, remember? I've made a reservation, and at noon tomorrow, Chantil will see you there!"

As if she had successfully fooled her, Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "Got it..."

"By the way, I just saw a very interesting news!"

Ye Lan swallowed: "What?"

"you guess?"

"..."

"Of course it's the opening of the Shanghai Film Festival! Hahahahahahaha, what do you think? Go to the movies with me when you have time! That's it, hang up!"

Before he could let go of the high-pitched heart, a busy tone sounded in his ears unexpectedly.Is this the calm before the storm?Or... an ordinary date between mother and child?Ye Lan vaguely felt that this was a "Hongmen Banquet", but she didn't have the guts to cancel the appointment.

The air became so thin that even breathing became an effort.Ye Lan held her mobile phone and paced restlessly in the small room.He tried to figure out Ms. Ye Ying's tone of voice, but still couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

There was a familiar tremor in the hands, probably some bad news.Ye Lan stopped and took two deep breaths, then swiped open the screen resignedly.

This time it was not a new short message, but a system reminder from WeChat: the only star-marked friend sent a new circle of friends.

【Received a short-term notice that you will have a free clinic in the valley for a week.After a day of driving, I finally arrived at my destination. The conditions were as difficult as in primitive society.There is no network, and the time when the mobile phone has a signal does not exceed half an hour a day, goodbye manually. 】

A photo is attached below. The main body is a thatched hut that can enter the history museum. The walls made of loess are so mottled that they seem to be blown down by the big bad wolf in one breath.There are a few hens scattered in the small yard in front of the house, and a local dog is lying lazily in the corner basking in the sun, with the endless green hills in the background.

Ye Lan admired this pure natural and pollution-free photo for a while, and silently gave a thumbs up.

No wonder I left in such a hurry that day, it turned out I was going to a free clinic in a mountainous area... If so, I wouldn't be able to date on Sunday...

Ye Lan flicked through Moments in vain, but never found any new news.He threw his mobile phone on the bed, and then fell on it himself. The soft fragrance from the newly changed sheets calmed his restless nerves.

There is no internet in the mountainous area...Maybe he hasn't seen the news yet...Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned fiercely as if touching a wound.But he came back a week later... After returning to the modern society, sooner or later he will see...

What should I do... What would he think after seeing the news?Is it possible to promise myself?The courage that was so hard to muster collapsed in an instant, and collapsed like an avalanche, burying all of Ye Lan's confidence.

Gay status is like the king's new clothes. Everyone knows that it is embarrassing and sensitive, but no one dares to pierce the non-existent tulle.

Ye Lan has worn this new dress for 25 years. He always thought that he would wear it forever, but he never expected that someone took a picture of him naked and put it in front of everyone.

That inexplicable emotion snaked up from the ankle exposed in the air, spread all over the skin, and finally grabbed his heart tightly.

Ye Lan pressed herself hard into the soft mattress, like a drowning person sinking into the bottom of the sea.He didn't struggle, and didn't call for help, he just spit out the only luck left in his heart, and let despair overwhelm him.

Chantier is a western restaurant that Ms. Ye Ying likes very much, especially his signature French fried foie gras, which is a must-order almost every time.

Ye Lan was not in the mood to arrive half an hour early as usual, he stayed at home until the last second, and walked into the lobby on the hour.

Ms. Ye Ying often said that "punctuality is a gentleman's etiquette, and being late is a lady's right." However, she never had the opportunity to be late when negotiating business with others. Only when she was dating her son could she enjoy a moment of ladylike treatment.

However, Ms. Ye Ying, who was always a quarter of an hour late on weekdays, had already sat at the reserved seat.A large number of elderly people in Fan Yue's mouth looked no more than [-] years old, and they were sipping a glass of rosé sparkling wine gracefully.

Ye Lan stopped in her tracks, quietly looking for the escape route of the restaurant.

It's a pity that Ye Ying had already spotted him and waved away.

Ye Lan sighed, came over and sat opposite her.Ye Ying wore a black low-cut little black dress today. Her delicate makeup looked like a delicate flower, and she could not see the traces of time at all.Her nails are beautifully manicured, and the flute-shaped champagne glass is lightly held on her fingertips, like a pink diamond on a platinum ring setting, reflecting a heart-pounding look under the light.

Ye Lan sniffed the bright peony fragrance in the air, and asked, "Did you change to a new perfume?"

"That's right." Ye Ying smiled like a flower, beckoning the waiter to hand over the menu.

Every time Ye Ying gets a new boyfriend, she will change to a new perfume.It took Ye Lan a long time to get used to the taste of last time, but she broke up not long after.No wonder I said I wanted to buy a new perfume a while ago, but it turned out that I had a new love again.

Ye Ying asked: "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't have anything to eat." Ye Lan has no time to take care of the needs of his stomach now, he secretly calculates the time for Ye Yingqiu to settle accounts, and waits for the moment when the storm comes.

"Can I still eat foie gras?"

"……it is good."

Ye Ying quickly ordered the dishes, closed the menu, and looked at him carefully: "You've lost weight, have you worked hard recently?"

"Fortunately, there is a big order for cooperation that is not going well." Thinking of that order, Ye Lan felt even more annoyed.He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to confess.

"It doesn't matter about work or something. It's a matter of business if you come early to inherit your mother's career."

"I really like this job now." I like it so I don't want to give up, and persistence will bring troubles.This is true of work, and so is love.Ye Lan's brain seemed to be filled with pumps, every word of Ye Ying was forcefully stuffed into his brain, turning into heavy stale air, forcing him to explode.

"Forget it, an enlightened mother never forces her son." She emphasized the word "enlightened" and laughed as if thinking of something, "How is your love life? Have you fallen in love?"

"……No."

"Hurry up, when I'm your age, figure out how old you are."

Ye Lan scratched her hair irritably, feeling that her patience had been exhausted.

Ye Ying was still preparing to continue making daily routines in a leisurely tone, Ye Lan couldn't help asking: "Mom, have you... read the news?"

"Stinky boy, didn't you say it's better not to expose my age in public!" Ye Ying stretched out her hand and pinched his cheek, "It's all your fault if I can't find a boyfriend!"

Ye Lan pushed her hand away, and asked again helplessly: "Ms. Ye Ying, have you seen the news?"

"about what?"

"about me……"

Ye Ying rolled her eyes: "How can I not see the entertainment headlines?"

Ye Lan suffocated, her inflated brain was tied into a balloon, waiting for the moment it burst: "Then you..."

"What about me?" Ye Ying took a sip of her wine, wrapped her fingers around the curly hair on her shoulders, picked up the mobile phone on the table and glanced at it, "I have experienced this kind of thing when I was 15 years old, do you think I will care?"

Her words were like a thin needle piercing a small hole in the balloon, Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly released the pressure: "You... don't you care about my sexual orientation?"

Ye Ying put her arms on the table and stared at him with her chin: "To be honest, I was a little surprised when I first found out, but I took it for granted after thinking about it!"

Seeing Ye Lan's puzzled expression, she smiled happily: "You look so much like me, it's not a matter of course for a man to like you!"

Ye Lan picked up the wine glass speechlessly, trying to cover up her embarrassment with drinking.

Perhaps it was because the lights in the western restaurant were too dazzling, Ye Ying lowered her head, suppressed her smile, silently stared at the pink liquid in the cup, and sighed softly: "Besides, I myself have no right to criticize you."

Ye Lan was caught off guard by the speed at which she changed her face: "I..."

She waved her hand to indicate that it's okay, then changed her brisk tone and asked, "I'm fine, but what do your colleagues in the company think of you? Will it affect your work?"

Ye Lan shook her head: "I don't know, I was supposed to go to work tomorrow, so I applied for a day off."

"If it doesn't work, just quit your job and come and look after the shop for me."

"I... let's see."

"Where's your friend? Where's that little friend who often plays together? Got it?"

"Fan Yue? He called me to tell me about this incident." Ye Lan hesitated for a while, but said it out, "...he is also gay."

"Oh, that's it." Ye Ying blinked her slender eyelashes, and her eyes with colored contact lenses looked more black and white.She stroked the flute-shaped champagne glass, her tone was as casual as an Englishman talking about the weather, "What about him? What did that person say?"

"He..." Ye Lan thought of the pure natural and pollution-free valley in the photo, and held his forehead with a wry smile, "He doesn't know yet, but it's coming soon, wait for him..."

Suddenly realizing his slip of the tongue, he raised his head abruptly.

By the time he reacted, Ye Ying was already smiling, enjoying his remorseful expression with leisure.

"So, there really is a 'him'?"

Ye Lan struggled for a few minutes, then nodded with a look of hopelessness.

"That's right, what are you worrying about? An enlightened mother like me wouldn't do such a thing as severing ties." Ye Ying bent her eyebrows and laughed, "I wish you had confessed to me earlier! "

Ye Lan drooped her shoulders like a wilting seedling: "I..."

The waiter served French fried foie gras as an appetizer. Ye Ying thanked her, picked up her mobile phone to open the calendar, and quickly finalized the date: "Let's meet next weekend. I will send the specific time and place to your mobile phone."

"and many more……"

"You take your boyfriend, I take mine, I want to see..." She was typing on the screen while muttering.

"Mom, I don't seem to agree..." Ye Lan still wanted to make the last desperate struggle.

Ye Ying took her gaze away from the screen and glared at him: "Isn't it natural to see parents? Bring them here early and let me check for you." Ye Ying put away her phone, stood up with a small handbag, "Just It's such a happy decision! I still have something to do, so let's go first!"

Ye Lan looked at the untouched foie gras on the table, a little surprised: "Are you leaving?"

"Well, Dr. Qin is on duty during the day today, and I'm rushing to have lunch with him now."

"Your new boyfriend?"

Ye Ying smiled sweetly: "Yes!"

...Doctor again?

Ye Lan wailed from the bottom of her heart, it seemed that their family was going to be hanged by the medical workers.

"Is he more important than your favorite foie gras?"

Ye Ying rolled her eyes at him: "What do you know, Dr. Qin is very busy, it's hard to get an appointment with him, and it's nothing to waste some foie gras."

She walked a few steps, then turned back, stared at Ye Lan, and asked, "Honey, do you have enough money recently? How are you doing? Is someone bullying you?"

Ye Lan waved her hand weakly: "Enough. Good. No."

Only then did Ye Ying nod in satisfaction, and walked towards the door on stilettos, like a fighting peacock.

Ye Lan stared at the two servings of foie gras in front of her. The slightly yellowish surface was slightly oily, reflecting the light of the crystal lamp.Brown molasses is randomly dotted around, exuding a rich aroma.

He took a photo of foie gras with his mobile phone and sent it to Moments: "Greasy" in capital letters, one bite of foie gras weighs three catties, and he can't eat it.

Not long after, the circle of friends reminded that new comments were displayed.

[Fan Yue: Damn it, which store?Let me go! 】

【Male God:...】

Ye Lan cheered up, and immediately clicked on WeChat to send a message to the male god: Is there an internet connection?

[Male God: No, the mobile phone has a little bit of signal now, I don't know how long it will last. 】

how about over thereThe environment looks good.

[Male God: The environment is good, but it's a pity that you can't eat foie gras. 】

Maybe because she read the resentment in the words, Ye Lan chuckled: What should I do then?I eat for you?

[Male God: But the farmer's family where I live raises a goose. 】

Ye Lan was taken aback.

Is this intended to be slaughtered for foie gras?On weekdays, the male god would never chat in such a tone, such--bad taste.Ye Lan thought for a moment, then carefully typed: Are you...in a bad mood?

The other party did not reply, and Ye Lan waited patiently for a few minutes before receiving a new message.

[Male God: A little bit. 】

I'm in a bad mood, why?Ye Lan was thinking about the possibility of affecting the male god's mood, and as a joke, he usually sent the information that swiped the screen of Weibo a few days ago: Because the US team blackened into Hydra?

[Male God: No, the blackening of the US team is quite interesting. I accept that Iron Man is not Howard's own. 】

Since it wasn't for this reason, Ye Lan guessed the only possibility she knew: that is... your vice president messed with you again?

Silence again.

Ye Lan couldn't guess what the other party was thinking, and he regretted his rash guess.Just when he thought he would not get a reply, his phone vibrated.

[Male God: Your telepathic ability is still so accurate. 】

Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief, with the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe.

Male god, is this a compliment or a sarcasm?He pondered over this sentence several times, wondering if he should continue this topic.

I have nothing to say, and I don't want to put down my phone.He secretly regretted that his language was poor, and even chatting was so boring.

Should we just turn the page as if nothing had happened?Or ask the vice president why did he die?In the middle of the dilemma, the new news rescued him.

[Fan Yue: I'm in the car, what's the name of the store? 】

[Male God: Eat so greasy, is your dick okay? 】

Ye Lan's face was flushed red.