[pattern] Song's son

Su Yizheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled after realizing what Song Yubin said, and said softly, "Okay."

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

The two have been going around for so many years, and spent most of their youth on each other. It is not until today that they learn to be honest, learn not to resent, and learn to understand and considerate.

Song Yubin stood up from the ground, walked in front of Su Yi in a few steps, leaned up to Su Yi's posture leaning on the shelf, put his head in the socket of the other's shoulder, and put his arms around the other's waist.

There was no kissing or lingering between the two parties, but only a touch of warmth.Although the two of them look very young, neither of them pursues the lingering love to death, and the only thing they long for is to be together.

Song Yubin violently picked up Su Yizheng and walked upstairs with big strides.

"Song Yubin! What are you doing!" Su Yizheng was ashamed and annoyed.

"Nap!"

After the rain, it will finally be sunny.

But Gu Junbiao here stopped in front of a villa.

He traveled thousands of miles from Seoul to Jeju Island just to see the man inside.

The man who was declared dead a few years ago, the man who used to dominate the shopping mall, his father - Gu Jae He.

"I always thought I was an orphan," Gu Junbiao looked down at the delicate doorknob of the door, his always proud curly hair drooping, and said softly, "I still remember the day I lost the two most important people in my life. One was Him, and the other is my mother."

In his memory, the last time he saw his mother was at Gu Jae He's funeral. He shrank behind his sister in fear, watching the always gentle and loving mother bow to others one by one, and the last thing left to him was It was just a black and white photo of her bending down to bow, her long black hair fluttering with her movements.

He doesn't quite remember when he stopped cuddling up to his mother intimately, but was replaced by fear and rebellion.

He still remembers that when he was a child, his sister always told him that his mother was not easy, but he always didn't take it seriously. In his impression, Jiang Jixiu was no longer his mother, and his mother had already gone to an unknown place. The woman with neat short hair, shrewd and capable, who loves power is not his mother.The number of times I said it, my sister stopped talking, but silently took on the responsibility of being a mother and educating him.

Even though he always said rebellious words on his lips, the one closest to him in his heart was his sister.

The eldest sister is like a mother.

"Did I spend the past ten years of my life in deceit?" He lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face, who was always arrogant, "The woman I should have hated all the time turned out to be for I became what I am today? I always thought that it was that woman who harmed my sister and made her marry the man who didn't have any love. "

"The result..." Both of them wanted to protect him, keeping him firmly behind him, without any intrusion.

Mr. Han stood behind Gu Junbiao, and said softly, "Madam and Miss are voluntary, and you don't need to blame yourself." He looked at the boy who had grown up since he was a child, smiled and continued, "As long as the young master I think both Mr. and Mrs. will be very pleased to be able to make the myth go further."

"Master, go in." He raised his foot and took a step forward, and pressed the doorbell. "It's useless to escape."

He stood sideways by the door, looking at the boy he had witnessed growing up, and he had a hunch that today would be the time for this boy to transform into a man.He may be arrogant and self-willed, but from today onwards he will become as outstanding as his father, as someone who people want to follow.

"Mr. Han," the maid opened the door, and when she saw the man outside, she hurriedly turned to the side and bowed, "Please come in."

"Master, please go in." Mr. Han ignored the maid's words but still stood sideways by the door, waiting for the boy to go first.

The maid opened her mouth wide in surprise, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Master?!" She looked up at the boy outside the door, and after seeing the boy's appearance identical to another man, she looked at Mr. Han, "President Didn't you tell the young master not to come? Mr. Han, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Gu Junbiao interrupted impatiently, "Take me to see him."

He was as proud as ever, as if the murmur just now was just an illusion.

"Uh, yes." The maid is also an old man of the Ju family. She has been able to get into the current position of the manager in this villa, so she has her eyes on people. Even so, she has to sigh for this young man's demeanor With a sound, isn't the golden scale a thing in the pool, which will turn into a dragon when it encounters wind and rain.

The future of this young man is limitless.

The maid led Gu Junpyo and Mr. Han to the front, holding the stairs with her hands, and passed through the layers of stairs. The sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden boards was dull and depressing. The winding stairs, wooden products and Ancient paintings give people a sense of antiquated history as if traveling through time and space.

"Master, this is the place," the maid stood sideways in front of a wooden door, unconsciously lowering her voice, "Are you going in now?"

Gu Junpyo frowned, looked sideways at the silent Chief Han behind him, nodded, and asked the maid to open the door.

When the door was opened, the first thing that caught the eye was a vase, and there was a fresh blue enchantress in the vase.

How could there be such a flower in such a place?

As if sensing Gu Junbiao's doubts, Mr. Han said in a low voice, "The blue enchantress was the second wife's favorite flower at that time. Before he fell asleep, Mr. said that he would put the blue enchantress here to accompany him. So we put the freshest blue enchantress here every day, every day, every year."

"Second Madam?" Gu Junbiao raised his eyebrows, it seems that there are still many things he doesn't understand.

Mr. Han didn't want to talk deeply, but changed the subject and said, "Master, let's go and see Mr. first."

Gu Junbiao was also noncommittal, and walked into the room.

The room is not like a ward, to be precise, it is more like a couple's bedroom, the combination of light and deep blue in a room creates an ambiguous atmosphere.

A bed was placed in the very center of the bedroom, and the person on the bed was sleeping peacefully. If it weren’t for the ups and downs of the screen next to the ventilator and the drips still moving, almost everyone would have thought that the person on the bed had passed away.

Because he was too quiet, too calm.

Gu Junbiao held his breath and looked at the man lying on the bed in disbelief.

That was his father, who once hugged him and rubbed his hair and said he was the best father.

The nurse sitting by the bed got up silently when he saw someone coming in, and turned to leave.Gu Junbiao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the man sleeping on the bed, feeling mixed feelings for a moment.

There was a photo on the bedside, Gu Junbiao tilted his head and reached out to take the photo.

The content in the photo is very simple. In the playground, a man rides a child on his shoulders, and beside him is a gentle woman leaning on him. The three of them are all smiling, very happy smiles.

The man he knew was the man lying on the bed, his father, Gu Jae He.

"Who are they..." His voice was hoarse, "Who is this woman... and this child?"

The woman in the photo is definitely not his mother, and the child in the photo can't be him, because the only time he was closest to his father since he was a child was a hug.

What this child did was beyond his imagination.In his few memories of his father, his father seemed to have always been unsmiling and busy every day.

"That's the Second Madam and the Second Young Master," Mr. Han put his eyes on the photo and said in a low voice, "It wasn't just the husband who was involved in the car accident, the Second Madam and the Second Young Master also died in that car accident. "

"That's why, sir, he chose to sleep... because the second wife and the second young master are gone."

"Second Madam and...Second Young Master?" Gu Junbiao read extremely slowly, as if these were some extremely unfamiliar terms, "Then where is this place?" He looked around and observed the surrounding decorations.

"This was the residence of the second wife and husband at that time," Mr. Han decided not to hide it anymore, he put his hand on the nearest wooden table and rubbed it lightly, "these decorations are still the same as they were more than ten years ago , is the second wife's favorite look."

"What's his name?" He didn't say who, but both of them knew it well.

Mr. Han looked at the still bright and attractive woman in the photo, sighed secretly and continued, "Second Young Master's name is Gu Juncheng."

In a trance, he could still remember the love and expectation of the man on the bed for the boy. He always called the boy's name softly with a smile on his face, "Juncheng..."

To bear, to bear the whole myth, to bear the hope of the parents.

Gu Junbiao closed his eyes, for some reason, an uncontrollable sourness came to his heart.He gently rubbed the boy's big smiling face with his fingers, and instead of smashing it casually like before, he placed the photo frame on the head of the bed, looked at the pale face of the man on the bed, and said calmly, "My sister and I have always been dissatisfied by him. Looking forward to it..."

"Sure enough, people are selfish," he picked up Gu Jae He's right hand, rubbed it on his cheeks with both hands, "You can fall into a deep sleep for them, but you don't think about how mother should face those people, and you I never thought that you have me and my sister besides him..." His voice was very low, but calm, without anger, grief, or pain.

"Actually, it's her who should hate you the most," Gu Junbiao pulled out a smile, "but I don't think she hates you, because you are her husband."

"dad……"

That strong woman shouldered all the responsibilities after you abandoned her, without complaining or resentment.

After all, it's just because she loves you...

"Father, what kind of mood did you have when you married her..." He let out a sigh, and suddenly some resentment and injustice for that woman surged in his heart, "Even if there is no love, you are still responsible for her."

Mr. Han looked down at the man on the bed and the boy who was not as proud as usual, and for some reason suddenly remembered the wedding between a man and a woman decades ago.

Under the witness of the priest, the happy smile of the woman and the solemn oath of the man seemed like yesterday. In the blink of an eye, the boy had grown up, and the gentle and dignified woman was no longer the same as before.

Only the man on the bed was still immersed in the past, unwilling to wake up.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to let her down again, the man who makes her sad," Gu Junbiao stood up, looked deeply at the man on the bed, and said, "As long as there is you alone."

"dad."

Before the words fell, Gu Junbiao turned around and was about to leave. When he turned around, he saw the photo and clenched his hands tightly. After all, he suppressed his anger and strode away.

The author has something to say: Thank you, Ah Piao, for mine X2! !

The author is not cute at all!

After today, this article is also New Year’s Eve [laughs]

I started the article at the beginning of the year and finished it at the beginning of the second year. I am quite lazy. Thank you for your company for such a long time. It gave me the confidence to write this article well and finish it [Bow]