Chapter 1963 I cried happily

  The next day, both Gu Jun and Ye Xingbei spent waiting.

  The two of them are in the same mood, feeling that a day has never been longer.

  Finally, the two waited for Gu Chi's call.

  On the other side of the phone, Gu Chi's excited voice trembled: "Master...Master Xiaoshu is your biological son!...Oh my God! I can't believe it! Master Xiaoshu is really your biological son!"

  Gu Jun held the phone one by one, aphasia for a while.

  He is thinking. If Gu Chi tells him that Xiaoshuiaoer is not his biological son, he immediately said to Gu Chi, "Great, Xiaoshu is really the son of Beibei and me."

   Ye Xingbei was listening.

  In this way, Ye Xingbei would believe that Xiaoshuiaoer was indeed his son.

  Gu Chi has been with him since he was a child, and he is his most trusted confidant. The two have a perfect understanding.

  He doesn't need to say much, just this sentence, Gu Chi knows what he wants to do.

  Gu Chi will help him keep this lie foolproof.

  But now, Gu Chi told him the answer is affirmative.

  For a while, he didn't know what to say.

  At this moment, his head is blank, his soul seems to have left his body, and his whole person is floating.

  Little Sapling is really his son.

   is his biological son with Ye Xingbei!

  At this moment, he has no words to describe his mood at this moment.

  I can only say that fate is too amazing, and fate is too amazing.

  He and Ye Xingbei were originally just two people who had no intersection.

  In the dark, because of a woman's selfish conspiracy, two people have their flesh and blood without knowing it.

  Small sapling...

his son!

  The flesh and blood of him and Ye Xingbei!

  He squeezed the phone tightly and his eyes were wet.

  He looked up at the sky, and it took a lot of effort to control the tears in his eyes.

   "How?" Ye Xingbei's nervous face turned pale, and he reached out and grabbed his clothes, "Is it the result?"

  Gu Jun didn't say a word to Gu Chi, and cut off the phone.

  He turned around, knelt down on one knee beside Ye Xingbei’s bed, held her hand, and pressed his cheek.

   Ye Xingbei felt the damp heat of tears, and her nervous voice trembled: "The result...what is the result?"

   "Beibei..." Gu Junzhu's voice choked slightly: "Little Sapling is our son... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

  He pretends to be smart, but let his biological son live out, raised by Ye Xingbei alone.

  Thinking of the contempt and contempt that Little Sapling had received in the past, and the rumors that Ye Xingbei had endured, his heart was cut.

  Living to the present, he thinks that pitching is worthy of the world, worthy of anyone.

  But he owes his love, his flesh and blood.

  The tears could no longer be controlled, and they wet Ye Xingbei's palm.

  He did not dare to look up, did not dare to remove Ye Xingbei's hand from his face.

  He hasn't cried for a long time.

  The last time I shed tears was when I faced the remains of my comrades-in-arms.

  He never cried after being discharged from the army.

  But this time, no matter how hard he restrained or worked hard, he couldn’t bear the tears back.

  Surprise, guilt, touch, all kinds of emotions intersect.

  Tide-like emotions cannot be vented, but can only be released into tears.

   Ye Xingbei was already stunned.

  Even during this period, she prayed all the time, praying that Xiaoshu was the biological son of her and Gu Jun.

  But at this moment, the wish of praying became a real fact, she was still stunned.

  (End of this chapter)