[2nd Novel] I'll Still Love You Even If You're a Man

Chapter 8 - You are here.

Published on 03.05.2020

This is just a rough English Translations.

Original novel credit to the author, Angelina

Editor & Translator: Sya / jimin_coups

Chapter 8 - You Are Here

If Mai ding feels ashamed, then he will lose. If any person who in love with the same gender is ashamed of his feelings, then there is no need for others to say anything because when you have only a little shame, you are fully admitted that your feeling is wrong. There is no difference because you also look down on your feelings.

Seeing that the threat did not work, Gao Guo continued: "I think people will always need some self-respect, but I didn't expect that you are not even a person, and you can't even feel shame."

"I can't feel it, because nothing deserves my shame, I'm not like you!"

Gao Guo sneered: "You are really hopeless, just like those paedophiles, thinking about how noble their feelings are when it's just abnormal."

Mai ding's fingers and body shook at the same time, his feelings were put at the same level as those paedophiles. The manager's insults could usually be tolerated, but now he could not accept such insults.

Mai ding threw his hands angrily and grabbed Gao Guo's collar, his eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse: "Take back your words."

"I don't want to take it back. I think you should be locked up."

"You fucking ..." Mai ding, who seldom speaks bad words, still spoke out bad words. His anger can be vented to Gao Guowho is in front of him, but his helplessness? Can he vent to the whole worlds? Are they going to cares about his helplessness?

The colleagues who were about to leave work turned around and hurriedly pulled away both of them,

"What's the matter with you both?"

Gao Guo calmly managed the collar: "Who knows what's going on with him, he suddenly attacked me, it probably because he was exposed by his own affairs. Desperate. "

The colleagues stared at Mai ding, wanting to see the truth on his face, and wanting to confirm whether he was actually having an affair with the manager's wife.

Mai ding dropped his hand, and everyone looked at him. They wanted the truth. Mai ding was not afraid to say:

"I like boys. My lover is a boy. The only thing I have ever done emotionally is to love him."

There was a time when Mai ding bought a book by a very famous writer, and he closed it in half, because he saw the author's sentence in the book, roughly written like this:

[ Homosexuality and terminal illness are basically the same, both are incurable. ]