unspeakable desire

"You..." What else did Song Xiaobei's mother say.

"Auntie?" Ge Jundong, who came back suddenly, drove his new car to the parking shed in the yard, got out of the car and saw Song Xiaobei's mother outside his house, "Auntie," holding a portable lunch box in his hand, "you Take this and come to my house, what are you doing?" Could it be for breakfast?Ge Jundong looked at the sky, no, it's already past the breakfast time.

"Come back to me." Song Xiaobei's mother said this to Song Xiaobei on the other end of the phone, then hung up the phone, "Jundong, my son is injured, so I made some grouper fish soup for him .”

"Oh, let's go in and leave it there, I don't think he came back like this." Ge Jundong walked to the door, took out the key and opened it.

Song Xiaobei's mother and Ge Jundong entered the house.

Ge Jundong pointed to the kitchen, "Just put it in there. I'll go in and tidy up for a while before I go out." He ran upstairs.

Song Xiaobei's mother went into the kitchen and looked at Ge Jundong's house. Every time she came, Song Xiaobei's mother would find a bright spot in Ge Jundong's house. Ge Jundong didn't like to add things at home, but Song Xiaobei Bei is different. Song Xiaobei’s mother knows her son best. He likes to buy some practical things to display, such as good-looking lettuce. Song Xiaobei likes to buy cheap and neat lettuce to bring home. The square glass bottle is placed at home for a few days, as a flower to admire, and when it is necessary to add vegetables, Song Xiaobei will use it for practical use.With such a practical and gentle son, Song Xiaobei's mother couldn't laugh or cry, "Really, it's fine to do it at my own house, why do you want to do it in someone else's house?" Going into the kitchen, putting the lunch box on the table, Take a big bowl out of the cabinet, open the lunch box, and pour the soup into the big bowl.Hearing footsteps coming downstairs outside the kitchen, "Jundong, you should eat something too."

"No need." Ge Jundong came to the kitchen with a small bag on his back, "I'm going out now."

"Business trip?"

"I'm staying at the boss's house for a while," Ge Jundong pursed his lips, "Being a babysitter, hehe..."

"Oh, learn to be a dad in advance."

"No way." Ge Jundong glanced at the soup in the bowl, "Take a glass lid to cover it, and write a note to press it down, otherwise Xiaobei will be careless."

"You know him pretty well."

"It's not that he understands, it's that he seldom cares about himself." Ge Jundong sighed, "I personally think that he is the kind of man suitable for starting a family."

"Hehe..." Song Xiaobei was praised, and Song Xiaobei's mother was certainly happy, "You are too."

"Me?" Ge Jundong laughed dryly, "haha... I am not only an illiterate who did not graduate from elementary school, but also a busy person at work. A 'stranger' like me who doesn't go home often has a girlfriend It will make her take care of her little boy."

"Is it such an exaggeration?"

"Anyway, I want to have a family, but I can't take care of my family." Ge Jundong sighed, who told him to walk on a road of no return.

"Jundong?" Song Xiaobei's mother didn't understand his difficulties.

"You don't understand anymore." Ge Jundong didn't want to explain more to her, tilted his head, moved his neck, smiled lightly, and walked out of the kitchen, "If you leave, remember to close the door." He walked towards the entrance.

"Are you leaving now?" Song Xiaobei's mother walked out of the kitchen and went to the living room to see Ge Jundong changing shoes in the hallway.

"Yes." Ge Jundong was not joking with her, put on his shoes, held the doorknob tightly, opened the door, and was about to step forward when Song Xiaobei rushed back and stood at the door with his head lowered, leaning against the wall and shouting loudly Angrily, "Xiao Bei?"

Song Xiaobei looked up at Ge Jundong in the door, "Where are you going?" Looking at the bag he was carrying.

"To my boss."

"How long are you going?"

"This... I don't know." Ge Jundong frowned.

"Oh." Song Xiaobei was stuck for a while, then asked again, "Is it far from home?"

"In the same city, I used to just take care of the young master's life, you know, child, it's quite troublesome."

"Oh." Song Xiaobei didn't know how to continue the topic. He had to leave, he couldn't control it, but once he left, it wouldn't be a matter of a day or two.

"That..." Ge Jundong was in such a hurry, he naturally thought, "You...forgot something?"

"I..." just want to see you.Song Xiaobei couldn't say that, "Yes."

"Why do you keep forgetting things? It's a good thing I didn't leave the city, otherwise you would have to go home." Ge Jundong patted Song Xiaobei on the shoulder, "But you are safe, even if I am thousands of miles away, as long as you If you can call me, I can help you resolve any problems that cannot be solved.”

"Thank you."

"Thank you, good friend." Ge Jundong stopped talking to him, walked out of the door, and passed him, "Let's go." He took out the car keys.

Song Xiaobei stopped supporting the wall, and instead leaned against the wall to watch Ge Jundong open the door, get in his new car he bought at some time, start the car, reverse the car out of the garage, and just before going out, Ge Jundong lowered the car window to Song Xiaobei greeted him, and Song Xiaobei waved to him with a smile, watching him drive out of the yard.

Song Xiaobei's mother saw Song Xiaobei's kindness to Ge Jundong and knew it in her heart. "Xiao Bei." Called his son, and looked back at him with a sad expression on his face. This unrevealed love was both gentle and sad. Song Xiaobei's mother could understand his loneliness and helplessness, but she couldn't. Why did he choose him? Is it because his gratitude has changed or his son lacks masculinity? Men and men are like an insoluble problem in front of Song Xiaobei's mother, which is impossible no matter what.