unspeakable desire

What? "Father?" Ge Jundong frowned, "Didn't your mother divorce him?" Why do you still recognize him as your father?Isn't this... crazy?

"It's divorced, but... I have his blood in my body." Song Xiaobei patted his chest with his palm.The so-called blood is thicker than water, that's it. Even if I don't like my relatives, but because of this relationship, no matter how many mistakes I have made, I can forgive them.

What a kind Song Xiaobei, his tolerance and kindness made Ge Jundong love and hate him at the same time, "Why did you force me, why?" Consistent, will not change because of the years.

"Jun Dong?" Song Xiaobei didn't understand his excitement at this moment.

Ge Jundong didn't understand that such a heinous person had such a generous son. "He doesn't deserve you, he doesn't deserve it."

"Jundong?" Song Xiaobei let go of his father's arm, ran towards Ge Jundong, and hugged him worriedly, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, okay?" Touching his face, "What do you have to say, take your time." Say, take it easy."

Ge Jundong lowered his head and looked at his bitter face because he was worried about himself. Ge Jundong, who loves him, can't bear it, but he can't stop hating his father. Why is it him, why...Ge Jundong should have She had expected that she and him would be fruitless, but because of his gentleness, she lost her mind, "I don't deserve to be by your side either," raising one hand, stroking his cheek with a hot palm, "I Not worthy."

"Jundong?" Song Xiaobei seemed to understand, grabbing his clothes with both hands, "You...you said you wouldn't be separated from me."

"I don't want to be separated from you, but if you know, I am..." Ge Jundong couldn't say anything, he raised his finger and pointed at the old man standing there, "Why, you are still alive, it would be great if you died ah."

Song Xiaobei didn't know that Ge Jundong would hate his father so much, he turned his head to look at his father, and then back at Ge Jundong, "Do you know each other?"

Father Song, who didn't recognize Ge Jundong at all, was dumbfounded, "This...what's going on?"

"Of course we know each other. From the moment I was born, he and I have had a relationship." Ge Jundong has already explained the matter clearly.

Father Song, who understood, his face turned pale and his lips trembled, "Oh my God...you...you...you're still alive."

"What?" Song Xiaobei, who still didn't understand, held Ge Jundong's arm tightly, "What evil fate? Why are you still alive? Jundong, please clarify."

"Go and ask your good father." Ge Jundong didn't want to explain any more, since he couldn't let him go, then he should be more suitable than himself to finish the play.Ge Jundong pulled him away and grabbed his hand.

"Jundong," Song Xiaobei's hands that were unwilling to let go were pulled away by him and then wrapped around his clothes, "don't do this, please. If I did something wrong, you can tell it, but please don't treat me like this." Ruthless, okay?"

Ge Jundong saw that he was about to cry, "Xiaobei," hugged him into his arms, "I love you, I really love you, but I can't accept my past, if you choose Forgive him, then we will never be together again."

"You want me to choose 2 out of 1?" This is easy, "Isn't that so?"

"Maybe." Ge Jundong wasn't sure, stroking his hair.

"What maybe? Can you be more serious?" Song Xiaobei wanted affirmation.

"Xiaobei," Father Song said in an elderly voice, with a hint of something. "Don't beg him, he hates me."

"Father?" Song Xiaobei looked at him.

"I can't repay what I did to him with death." Song's father suddenly knelt on the ground, "Song Xiaolin, I'm sorry, Dad," he kowtowed to Ge Jundong and knelt down, "But, you Can you stop putting the grievances between us on Xiaobei? He doesn't know anything, he really thought you were dead." Knocking his head a few more times, unable to get up, he continued to kneel on the ground.

"This..." Song Xiaobei pushed Ge Jundong away violently, and looked at Ge Jundong with wide eyes, "Is it true?"

"It's true." Now that everyone has arrived, Ge Jundong opened the skylight to speak frankly.

"You always knew I was your brother?" Tell me, you didn't always know.

"I didn't know it all the time. I knew you were my brother before I dated you."

Hearing what he said, Song Xiaobei loosened his grip on his clothes, "You know I'm your brother, and you still..."

"I can't control it."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Xiaobei." Father Song kowtowed to Ge Jundong again, stood up, walked out of the guest room with a bruise on his forehead, leaving them silent in the room, you look at me, I look at you Looking at you, then, Ge Jundong chose to leave, took off his bathrobe, and put on a coat.

"Where are you going?" Before Song Xiaobei was angry enough to leave him, he packed his things and wanted to leave.

"I think you must be very angry now." Ge Jundong buttoned up his clothes and pulled his clothes, "So, I'm leaving now, to give everyone some space, think about it, we..."