My parents are both traditional people. They never give me any sexual knowledge, let alone sex education. The only time my mother gave me a sex education class was when I first got my period, when I was playing at my uncle's house. My menarche was like a big news, and then my mother, uncle and aunt took turns to come to my bedside that night and told me not to go out with boys casually in the future, and didn't tell me why. They may think that I will know these things "naturally" when I grow up. Of course, when I grew up, I did learn something from my boys and girls. Although I did know this knowledge in the end, I was still disappointed, because I didn't know it from my parents personally, and they probably didn't know how to tell me, so I always avoided stories and love like men and women.

My father is full of expectations for my life, studying hard, growing up healthily, finding my favorite job and so on. But he said nothing about me getting married and having children in the future. This seems to be the tacit understanding between us, and every chat can completely avoid this stage of my marriage and children. My mother put an end to everything related to love between men and women in front of me. Even when I read Jane Eyre before, because there was love in it, she said that I couldn't read these books (at that time, the first day of junior high school). When I suddenly pop up the word "gay", my mother will be surprised and wonder why I know this word. Now, I am in college. A couple in my class got married and the girl was pregnant. When I tell my mother about it, my mother will naturally tell me. Although my mother doesn't shy away from such things in front of me now, I think it's quite strange. Why didn't you popularize anything when I needed to accept sexual knowledge, and now you can talk to me naturally, as if I knew it already?

I may be digressing. Strictly speaking, I have no say in this question, but I wrote haha anyway. Because I think it's a pity that I didn't talk to my mother about the boy I like in adolescence, I often wonder why I can't talk to my mother about the person I like as generously as other girls, because my mother thinks that I can't have love before I grow up, alas, I dare not even think about it, so now when my mother asks me if I have a boyfriend or what kind of boyfriend I want to find or tells me that I should fall in love, I will use one or two sentences to perfunctory, because I am used to avoiding such topics when communicating with them.