unspeakable desire

"Xiaobei?" Song Xiaobei lived with him at Ge Jundong's house, so when he heard this voice, Ge Jundong thought of him first.Ge Jundong got up from the sofa, went upstairs, and walked to the door of Song Xiaobei's room. Before he entered, Ge Jundong stood at the door and looked inside. At this moment, Song Xiaobei carefully wrapped his bandages around his Waist, one lap, two laps...

"Xiaobei?" Ge Jundong gently opened the door.

"Ah?" Hearing the voice, Song Xiaobei turned his head stiffly. He was so focused on the wound that Ge Jundong forgot that Ge Jundong would be back today, "Jundong."

"Why are you injured?" Ge Jundong entered the door and came to him.

Song Xiaobei was a little stiff when he looked at him like this, "I..." There is no need to hide it, "It's too careless."

"When did you get hurt?" Sitting beside him, Ge Jundong saw a white towel with spots of blood in a basin on a stool beside the bed, and the water was not red, but not necessarily clear, "What kind of injury is it?" See It sounds serious.

"The night before last, I came back late. On the way, unfortunately, I was robbed by someone. I was stabbed in the waist. Fortunately, I only hurt the flesh, not the internal organs."

"Oh my god, you still say it's okay?" Ge Jundong couldn't believe it, "What's wrong with you, why are you a big man still doing this?" He took the bandage in his hand with both hands, "Let me see. "

"No...no need..." Song Xiaobei couldn't let him watch such disgusting things.

"Although I'm not a doctor, I suffered a lot of stab wounds and snatches because of my boss. It's all thanks to the plastic surgeon that my skin is intact now. Of course, I have done pre-injury care first."

"You... are you really in the business of killing people?" Song Xiaobei asked in a low voice, of course, it wasn't because of fear.

"Didn't I tell you before?" Ge Jundong didn't take it as a scare, and turned the bandage carefully, "I'm not a good person."

"You killed all the bad guys, right?" It doesn't matter whether he is good or bad.Song Xiaobei wanted to know if he dared to attack anyone.

"I don't know about that." It's not up to Ge Jundong to decide who to kill.

"Oh..." It turned out that he was so cold.

"Are you scared?" This is the result Ge Jundong wants, he will be afraid, then dodge, and finally leave.

Song Xiaobei hadn't felt Ge Jundong's approach for a long time. This time, Ge Jundong not only took the initiative to approach him, but also cared about his injuries. Would Song Xiaobei be afraid?Song Xiaobei shook his head lightly, "In my eyes, you are a good person."

"Is that so?" Ge Jundong chuckled, "Aren't you afraid that one day I will kill you and throw you into the sea?"

"I'm not afraid." Song Xiaobei was very appreciative, "Everyone is going to die, and I'm willing to die by your hands." Song Xiaobei lowered his head, not daring to see how shy he was.

Ge Jundong didn't notice his abnormality, and concentrated on watching himself remove the cotton-powdered field gauze that wrapped his wound, "The wound is not big, but the medicine was not evenly applied, and you didn't clean up the spilled blood." Ge Jundong Sighing, "This injury is so far behind, how do you take care of yourself? You should stay in the hospital for a while, and come back when the wound stutters. When you come back like this, you can't reach the wound if you want to apply medicine. The wound is not treated well. It will become inflamed and pus will develop, and at that time, instead of applying medicine, it will be peeled and dead flesh."

Song Xiaobei heard what he said was scary, but he himself was not panicked. He watched his gentle fingers take the cotton swabs he had placed beside the bed, took out one, soaked it in water while drying it, and came to the wound on his back. Wipe slowly, wet cotton swabs to remove traces of dried blood, and wet cotton swabs to absorb blood from the waist.

After cleaning the wound, Ge Jundong opened the bottle containing the medicine powder on the bed, took out another cotton swab to stick to the powder in the medicine bottle, and carefully smeared it on Song Xiaobei's wound, spread it evenly, picked it up and took it away Slowly press the Tianzi gauze on Song Xiaobei's wound, and fix the four corners with adhesive tape, "It will be much better if someone helps you take care of it." Let go of your hand to see that the Tianzi gauze stuck to his wound has not fallen off .

"Yeah." He was very careful.Song Xiaobei is more than obsessed with him.

Ge Jundong pulled the gauze, pinched the bandage head with his fingers and gently pressed Xiaobei's skin, "If I bandage too tightly, you have to tell me."

"Ah."

Hearing his answer, Ge Jundong pulled the bandage with both hands and began to circle around Song Xiaobei's waist.

Ge Jundong's sense of distance as he approaches and retreats makes Song Xiaobei a little dizzy, "Jundong."

"Huh?" Ge Jundong slowed down his movements as he thought it was hurting him, and the bandages loosened.

"Thank you."

"Thank you? You are always the one who takes care of me." Ge Jundong smiled softly, "It's really me thanking you."

Song Xiaobei pursed his lips, refused to agree to his words, and kept staring at his serious expression.

"The world is complicated now. If you come home too late from work and there is no taxi to pick you up, just call me. If I'm busy, you can stay overnight in the store. Anyway, don't go home alone." Ge Jundong didn't want him to go home again. Encountered this kind of thing, after all, they are relatives, and this brother is a gentle and kind man.