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When the boy knelt down like this, the man stretched out his arms unexpectedly to stop him, and pulled him up.He took this child by himself from 8 to 18 years old. He has never done this, never kneeled anyone.His knees are not gold, but the high self-esteem he is proud of, his arrogance, and his temper that is not easy to admit mistakes since he was a child.

Kneeling like this, the man heard the sound of them shattering together, shattering into pieces.

"Get up!" He grabbed the boy's arm. At this moment, he became a strict and stern elder. The shame, sadness, and timidity just rolled away, and there was only one thing left in the world.He couldn't make the boy kneel down, no matter what or who it was, he couldn't make him kneel down.

"Get up..." He tugged and tugged, but his own strength couldn't hold back the boy, and the difference in strength between the two was too great.So the man changed his posture, wanting to lift him with both hands, even if his school uniform jacket was torn and a hole was torn, he wanted to get his beloved boy up.

As soon as he knelt like this, the man's tears fell and fell to the floor together.

"You make him kneel!" Grandpa let out a roar, never before, as if he wanted to shatter all the wooden furniture in the whole room.

The man's movements were also stopped by the shock.

Grandma rushed over from behind, also stretched out her arms, trying to help the kneeling boy.

"Don't help me. I'm kneeling here today to beg you to do something. It's not that I think I've done something wrong." The young man lowered his head and said, with only panic on his expression, without any slump or retreat, "I know, you don't like it. My dad, I don't like him either, you hate him, I hate him too, I hate him more than you. But there is one thing I am like him, I like the same sex, yes, I am gay, he..." He pulled the man hand, looked up at grandpa, "He is my boyfriend."

The man held the boy's hand tightly, unable to say anything.But the knuckles are still exerting strength, trying to pull the person up.

"He's not my little teacher. He's my boyfriend. He's many years older than me. He used to be my dad's boyfriend." The young man squeezed the man's hand fiercely, wanting to tear his skin, so that the wound would grow longer. Will it link the hands of two people together, "You can call me immoral, bottomless, and ethical, but don't call him. There are enough people who call him, so don't call me any more. gone."

The man squatted behind the boy, lowered his face, and touched his forehead.It's all so disgraceful, and it boils down to how wrong I am.

He opened his mouth and said in a voice like torn paper: "Isn't it..."

"Don't say it!" The young man tilted his head to look at him, "You are not allowed to say I am sorry, not now, and not in the future! You are not sorry to anyone, it is my father who is sorry to you!"

"You child..." Grandma's expression was the most complicated, and she wanted to pull the little teacher up again, oh no, this is not my grandson's little teacher, this is... her grandson's boyfriend.

And he used to be... his son-in-law's boyfriend.The person my daughter likes, likes him.He and his daughter had liked the same person, but now they liked his grandson.

Everything was unacceptable to the two old people, and they couldn't even figure it out. The two of them have been overly angry for the past few days. They have been mad since the moment they saw the man on TV that day, but they have never been so angry. .

"You still dare to bring him back?" Grandpa pointed at the young man, looking into those eyes, just like looking at the daughter who insisted on breaking up with them back then. The mother and son, even the kneeling movements are so similar, even the reason is the same. Same, for a person you like, a person who shouldn't be together, for a silly relationship.

"He is my boyfriend. I dare to take him anywhere and meet anyone. He has been hidden by my dad for ten years, and I don't want to hide him anymore." The corner of the boy's mouth showed the same stubbornness , I don’t look at people, but every sentence is directed at grandpa, "That year, not long after my mother died, my father took him home. I thought the same as you, thinking that he was close to my father. In order to be famous, in exchange for money, status, resources, I have thought of everything you can think of... How do you think I treated him? I hated him, scolded him, bullied him, and almost beat him. You think I What did Dad do to him? Holding him? No, he ruined him."

"I don't care what your relationship is." Grandpa was so angry that his chest was pounding outward, "I don't want to hear about him and that bastard, break up immediately, you go to school and don't get involved with these people!"

"I don't want to break up. I was born by my mother. I'll let her decide whoever is right. It's impossible to break up." The young man shook his head, "I'm here to beg you today, and I don't want to quarrel with you."

Grandpa slapped the table. "Nonsense! How old are you? Why is he looking for you?"

The man closed his eyes, sure enough, it was impossible for him to be accepted.

"I'm 18 years old, do I think he can't do it?" The boy asked back, and finally met his grandfather's eyes, "Just because my age starts with 1, do I think I can't do it alone? Why? 18 and 20 years old Is there a difference? He didn’t find me, but I didn’t let him go. My dad treated him badly. I wanted to treat him well. Am I wrong? He followed my dad from the age of 23 to this year, and was finally kicked Kick it off, why can't he change his favorite person, change to someone who only likes him, especially likes him, and wants to be nice to him?"

"Stop talking." The man shook his arm, "get up."

"I'm sorry! I'm just kneeling!" The young man swung his forearms, but his upper body was straight, "Then let me ask you, why did you ignore me after my mother died? She died and I didn't die! You... ...Even if you don't like me anymore, can't you see me once a year? Even if you call me, can't you?"

Grandma covered her eyes with her hands and turned her face to the other side.On the other side was the dining table, on which was still a compote full of oranges.One of the oranges has been peeled.

"My mother doesn't want me anymore, you don't want me anymore, my dad doesn't care about me, who do you think took care of me?" The young man grabbed the man's hand and tried to pull him towards him, "These 10 years...if it wasn't He is here, do you think I grow up happily every day? If it weren't for him, I don't know what I have become. I know what you think, he wants to sing, and being with me is also for him Pave the way by myself, but in fact I let him go to that competition, he was dumped by my dad, and I found him back, why..."

The young man was so angry that he couldn't speak, and it was the first time he felt that his throat was blocked by anger at such a big age.When he made a sound again, it was already hoarse.

"I brought him here to live. I originally wanted to rent a house in this community, but it was too late. I didn't have time. We stayed in a nearby hotel. It wasn't because I wanted to bring him close to you, but because my dad found him. He bullies him, he wants to rape him! I have no choice. I still have to go to school, and I can't handle my dad... I can only bring him to you. My dad doesn't dare to mess with you, so I just think... Let him live near you. How do I know why I ran into him? I don’t want him to run into you. I wish I could never meet again. You don’t know him, and he doesn’t know you either…” The young man chattered, “He doesn’t If you dare to say who he is, I have no choice but to lie to you."

Grandpa was standing, but now he sat down again. Grandma quickly brought a cup of hot water and gave him some medicine.

"He's as stupid as my mom, they've been scammed by the same guy...he's done nothing all these years except wait for my dad to come home, take care of me, put up with my idiot-like tantrum, cook for me Washing clothes, originally he could sing. If he doesn’t leave my father, he may end up like my mother, unable to survive.” The boy didn’t know what he was talking about, his eyelids moved, and he looked forward, “What about you? Where were you all these years? Where were you when my mother died? Why didn't you take action to clean up my dad and kill him! If you took care of him back then...why didn't you take action? Why...let him live until now ?”

"That year, your mother was kneeling in the same place as you are today..." Grandpa clutched his chest, and suddenly opened his mouth slowly. Time passed by, and the person kneeling here changed, "That day ... There are many people in the family, who watched her grow up, and her classmates. Many, many people..."

Grandma also sat down, recalling that day, the pain intertwined with every nerve of them.

"We don't agree with her being with your father. We firmly disagree." Grandpa and grandma shook their heads together. The two highly educated artists can ignore the person's background and economic conditions. The only thing they expect is to be loyal to their daughter, but Even that person can't do this, "She's like crazy, she feels...the whole world will be against them, only she understands your father."

The boy listened blankly, this was the first time he heard this.He immediately looked at the man and immediately understood what had happened.My own mother was also a person who was controlled by the spirit, but she didn't escape.

"She thinks that we all misunderstood your father, and that we are all going to harm him." Grandpa didn't dare to raise his head, didn't dare to look at a place, didn't dare to look into his grandson's eyes. If his attitude was softer that day, the relationship between himself and his daughter would not be good It will intensify, "She formally broke off relations with us in front of everyone. She gave us a final kowtow and said that from now on, no matter whether she lives in the future, whether she lives or dies, she will be with her. We have nothing to do with it."

Grandma changed from looking at the ground to looking at the ceiling.Everything related to my daughter can be put away, but it seems that the child just went downstairs to play for a while and then disappeared.She got lost and didn't come home.

"I said, okay, as long as she leaves this house, I will never care about her again. She kowtowed to me, and she really left, left, really left." Grandpa seemed to be in a few seconds Rapid decline, as if you can observe his wrinkles growing with your eyes. After the daughter passed away, they pretended that they had never had this daughter, but do they regret it? Regret it every day, but they can’t let others see it, because they personally admit the relationship Already cut off, holding on to his breath, he was unwilling to take this step, "She just left..."

The boy's body bent slightly, and he touched the floor under his knees with his fingers, as if his soul reunited. For the first time, he was so close to his mother.

"Just because you didn't do anything, my dad wasn't punished at all..." the boy said wearily, "Now... can you help me? I really beg you, I admit that I have no skills, I can't do it He. Only you can help me, just this time, and I will figure out what to do in the future, just this time, just this time..."

The room was quiet, as if everything had begun to remain silent. After a long sigh, grandpa stood up: "What's the matter?"

The man raised his face instantly, as if he saw a hand stretched out towards them.

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