unspeakable desire

Luo raised his hand and stretched out two fingers.

Ge Jundong closed his eyes tightly. "I don't open my eyes anymore."

"Work." Luo stretched out two fingers not to rub his eyes, but to brush away the hair covering his forehead, curled a new chopstick and inserted it, and the hair was coiled up.Put on your apron and start the fire.

"Oh?" Ge Jundong hadn't recovered yet. Looking at Luo Nong this and that, he was kneeling, Luo was standing, and Luo was still so tall. From this angle, his neck was sore and his head was so tired. Unable to hold on any longer, Ge Jundong stood up and patted his knees, "Boss, I received a letter the night before yesterday with a seal on it, indicating that only you can read the contents of the envelope. I didn't wear the envelope. Go there whenever you are free, the time is limited to the beginning of winter this year."

Luo stopped, "I'll follow you later."

"Ah..." Ge Jundong was dumbfounded.

"Go to another day." Luo changed his words.

Are you showing mercy to me?It's amazing. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Boss, are you okay?" Could it be that he was mad about himself and Yang Yi?

"Go out." Luo wanted to concentrate on cooking.

"Okay." Ge Jundong was happiest when he heard this, and he turned around and ran to Yang Yi to sit down.

Yang Yi saw Ge Jundong rushing like this, "Why? Is there a prize? Run so fast."

"Yes, do you want it?" Ge Jundong teased Yang Yi.

"Come on, my dad is here, don't be stupid and shameful." Yang Yi pretended to be unpredictable.

"Okay, you'll take good care of yourself at home. It was a hard day." Ge Jundong made Yang Yi feel pained by his blatant criticism.

"You want to die!" Yang Yi kicked Ge Jundong.

"Hehe..." Ge Jundong stopped teasing him. If he was angry, Luo would not think about it. "In the end, I didn't mean to do what happened that morning. I'm sorry, I..."

"Where there is oppression, there is resistance." Yang Yi understood, "I was so angry at the time, I forgot how to measure it, and it was not you who said I'm sorry."

It is rare for Yang Yi to talk seriously to Ge Jundong. Ge Jundong suspects that the current situation is a dream. Yang Yi's attitude is no longer a child playing games. Did he not realize it when he grew up?Or has he been acting like a child?Having been with Yang Yi for a long time, Ge Jundong has already regarded Yang Yi as his own son. Knowing that he is sensible, Ge Jundong smiled gratifiedly and raised his hand to touch Yang Yi's head.Yang Yi didn't pat Ge Jundong's hand away, and his attitude and atmosphere became different.

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Song Xiaobei only worked in the noodle shop for 4 hours that day and then went home. Because of his mother’s health, Song Xiaobei asked for the afternoon leave according to the situation. The kind noodle shop owner not only agreed to Song Xiaobei’s request for leave , and even sympathized with Song Xiaobei and said a few more words of concern.Song Xiaobei felt that he was lucky in the misery, because all the people Song Xiaobei met were good people.

"Mom, you should go to the hospital." Song Xiaobei made a bowl of noodle soup for his mother and took it to the bedroom where her mother was lying.

"Xiaoling and I went to see it a few days ago, and they prescribed medicine." Song Xiaobei's mother pointed to a few small packets on the bedside table, "Just these packets of medicine plus a bottle of something that looks like cough syrup. I am more than 200, you say, this hospital is not a robbery or something."

"The medicine is more expensive." Put the noodles on the bedside table, "As long as it can make you better, it's worth it." Song Xiaobei doesn't mind money, even if his family is poor.

"The problem is that I can't get better from this disease. Looking at it again, it's a waste to take medicine."

"Mom, I won't allow you to say that."

"Xiaobei, mother is getting old, and it's natural for her to leave you and Xiaoling one day."

"Mom." Song Xiaobei's mother couldn't help but reached out and opened the first drawer of the bedside table, and took out a photo without a frame inside. There were 5 people in the photo. Song Xiaobei's mother touched the side of the photo, and touched it carefully with her fingers. Touching the faces inside, "This is the only family portrait in our family."

"Mom?" Is this an omen?When a person is about to leave, he will keep mentioning and recalling the past.

"Your father wasn't a bad gambler when he was young. He was very handsome and very motivated. It was just one trip to work that changed everything." Recalling the past, Song Xiaobei's mother had tears in her eyes, "I remember sending you out of town When you were studying, your father borrowed money and begged everywhere for your tuition fees. He had to work three divisions a day. He was exhausted and never had meat in his meals. Everyone in the village praised him as a model husband, "sniffing" .

These Song Xiaobei knew, "Mom, don't think about it, those are all in the past."

"I know, but I'm sorry for your brother." Song Xiaobei's mother was excited this time, "Obviously I know, my husband has turned bad, and I let Xiaoxi go out with his father." Chest, "A 14-year-old child, said it's gone, it's just gone, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

"Mom...don't do this." Song Xiaobei leaned towards her, clasping her hands with both hands to stop her behavior. "It's an accident, everyone has accidents, isn't it?"

Song Xiaobei's mother shook her head, "It's not an accident, he...he..." Looking straight at Song Xiaobei's face, "Your father did it on purpose, he said that there are too many children to support, and if you don't separate them out, you will send them away." He threw it away. I thought he was joking...I thought..."