Correct harassment posture for ex-boyfriend

Steven was pushed back to the general ward, still unconscious. Aimo finished handling the company's affairs before three o'clock in the afternoon every day, and spent the rest of the time with Steven.

He arranged a quiet single room for Steven.Mario lives in a hotel next to the hospital, and every morning when visits are open, he comes to accompany his son, and when Aymo comes, he leaves, leaving the space for the two of them.

Aymo would always sit by the bed, hold Steven's hand, and whisper into his ear, telling stories about their past, and he would keep on talking every day until eight o'clock in the evening, when the visiting hours in the hospital ended .

Aina and Tiffany would visit the hospital every day after get off work, and Morrison would bring Aymo coffee at five o'clock every afternoon.

In the past ten days, Steven's wound has completely healed, and his signs have stabilized. The equipment on his body has been removed one by one, leaving only the brainwave monitor. Aimo holds his hand every day, and he feels more and more energetic life, however, he still did not wake up.

Aymo and Mario became anxious.

"Doctor James, why has he been unconscious?" Aimo asked the attending doctor who came to make rounds.

"Sorry, we don't know the reason. He has no physical problems. If he is not awake, it will be difficult to wake up."

So Aymo went on talking to Steven, calling him in a low voice.

Another week passed.

"Henry, don't sleep anymore, the Australian Open has reached the semi-finals, we agreed to watch the match together."

"Vincent, has the semi-finals started?" Steven suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Aimo beside the bed, and asked in a daze.

"Are you awake?" Aimo shook Steven's hand excitedly, and replied: "Not yet, tomorrow, Federer vs Wawrinka, the day after tomorrow, Nadal vs Dimitrov!"

"Have you booked yet?" Steven asked again.

"It's settled, and your father is here too, the three of us will go together." Aymo was very happy, thinking, as long as he finds a way, he can always get three tickets.

Steven looked around and asked suspiciously, "Where are we?"

"Hospital." Aymo replied softly.

Steven seemed to remember what happened: "My dear, did I sleep for a long time?"

"Shortly, just 25 days, the president of the United States changed. The doctor said that your body has recovered, and you can go home as soon as you wake up." Aimo stretched out his hand, starting from Steven's neck, gently kneading and massaging .

Aimo's hand touched Steven's waist, "Ouch," Steven yelled in pain, Aimo quickly withdrew his hand, and said distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Steven frowned: "Oops, there seems to be something wrong with the spine, and the lower body can't move!"

Aymo's heart "thumped", and there was a burst of sadness.After thinking about it, there is no rush, the reason has not been figured out yet, anyway, Steven finally woke up.

With a look of despair, Steven looked at Aimo helplessly, and said dejectedly, "Vinson, I must be paralyzed. I'm afraid I will spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Aimo shook Steven's hand: "Even if you are in a wheelchair, I will push you for the rest of your life."

"Then I'm so happy!" Steven sighed with a complex expression on his face.

"Henry, maybe it's because you haven't moved for a long time, your legs are a little numb, come, let me give you a massage."

Steven immediately put on a bitter face: "Forget it, it's useless!"

"Try it if it doesn't work." Aymo stood up, walked to Steven's feet, stretched his hands into the bed, and scratched the soles of Steven's feet with his fingers.

"Oh, haha..." Steven immediately retracted his legs and laughed.

"Let you lie to me again!" Aymo's eyes widened.

"Ahem..." Steven coughed with laughter, and Aimo felt distressed. He walked to the head of the bed, brushed the hair on his forehead, and said softly, "Don't laugh, be careful of the wound bursting." After finishing speaking, he leaned over Kissed Steven on the cheek.

Steven immediately put his hands around his neck, and said softly: "Vincent, during my sleep, I kept repeating a dream. I dreamed that we were holding a wedding, and every time the groom kissed the groom, before he kissed, he would There's a bullet coming..."

As he spoke, the circles of his eyes were red, and a tear seemed to flow out.

"Fool, you are awake now!"

"Lie down next to me, let me give you a good hug!" Steven moved aside.

Just as Steven's father, Mario, pushed open a crack in the door, upon hearing his son's words, he quietly closed the door and stood outside to surprise himself.

Aymo squeezed into the bed, and Steven held him tightly in his arms, and said into his ear: "Vincent, I really want to marry you right away, and stick to you for the rest of my life."

"Henry, I think too. With you by my side, I can sleep well. Let's go back to the United States to register the day after tomorrow, shall we?"

Steven took a deep breath of Aimo's fragrance, licked Aimo's pretty face with his tongue, and said softly: "Vincent, don't blame me, remember, no matter what I do, it is for you!"

"Don't talk about the past, you gave me your life..."

"I'm so lucky in my life to have the chance to fall in love with you!" After Steven finished speaking, he sealed Aimo's mouth with his mouth and kissed him for a long time.

Slowly, many people stood at the door, waiting for the fiance in the room to make out, silently smiling at each other.Mario's face was full of love, Aina ran out to buy a bottle of champagne, Tiffany was holding a bouquet of flowers, Morrison was carrying the cold coffee.Finally, when Aimo opened the door, a group of people rushed into the ward...

At 9:30 the next morning, Aimo drove Aina to the hospital to pick up Steven and leave the hospital.

"Steven, go home!" Aymo pushed away from the ward.

The hospital bed was empty.

"Hey, didn't you say you would wait for me to pick you up? Why did you leave first?" Aymo thought to himself.

"It was sent to the morgue at 11 o'clock last night." A passing nurse said casually.

"What?" Aina went out to grab the nurse.

"Steven Bronte's friend? He died suddenly of a heart attack last night and stopped breathing before 11 o'clock at night." The nurse replied.

Aimo heard it, and walked out quickly, and said with a smile: "Miss Nurse, you must be mistaken, he is in good health, he just won the boxing championship not long ago, and he will not have a heart attack."

"You come with me."

The nurse took them to Steven's attending physician's office.

"Doctor James, these two are friends of Steven Bronte. They don't believe he is dead. Please explain to them."

"Mr. Roberts!" Dr. James stood up from his seat, walked to Aymo's side, held his hand, and said sadly, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Bronte died suddenly last night. He lived in a single room. The brain monitor was removed, so the death was discovered about an hour later, and the rescue could not be performed in time..."

"Impossible, he was fine yesterday!" Aymo shook his head and withdrew his hand, still maintaining a smile on his face.

Dr. James said sympathetically: "According to his father, Mr. Bronte, his mother has congenital heart disease, which is easily inherited. Mr. Bronte's blood loss from the gun will cause organ failure. A long period of coma must be related to this. He suddenly woke up yesterday, and his body was too excited, which could easily lead to sudden death. Last night, his father had already signed it. Now the body is parked in the morgue freezer..."

James pointed in the direction of the morgue.

Aymo rushed out of the doctor's office immediately.

"Thank you doctor!" Aina thanked Dr. James and chased after her.

The management staff took them to a cabinet with a card with Steven's name on it, and pulled out a part of the freezer. The body inside was lying on its back with its head turned outward, and the face could just be seen. The face was pale and stiff, with a pair of blue eyes. The eyes are wide open, the eyeballs are dull, the color of life has completely faded, and the handsomeness of his life has been frozen forever.

This is none other than Aymo's fiancé—Steven Bronte!

Aimo stretched out his hand in a daze and stroked its cheek. As soon as his fingertips touched the cold skin, the manager immediately pulled his hand back: "Mr. Roberts, no!"

The administrator closed the grid, but that face was fixed in Aimo's mind and never disappeared. He felt that the surrounding area was empty, and the world was at a loss, as if he was in an illusion.

"Should I faint?" A voice asked subconsciously, he heard his heart burst "bang", his body collapsed immediately, his eyes went black, and he didn't know anything.

Aina and the administrator supported him and helped him to lie down on the bench by the door.

Aimo's consciousness slowly recovered. He felt that he had a dream. He dreamed that Henry's soul regained control of the body of the man named Steven, abandoned everything, and came to Australia to pursue him, wake him up, warm him, and give him Propose marriage, bring him a child, fulfill the long-cherished wish in his heart, but dreams will always wake up, Henry is a lost soul after all, a phantom in his heart, and needs to return to the place where he came from.This dream was very, very long. The dream was fulfilling, but the waking up was cruel. He didn't want to wake up, he couldn't wake up...

A voice came from far away, echoing in his ears: "Aymo, don't be sad, you still have me... From now on, don't love anyone else, I will always be by your side!"

This is Aina's voice. Ai Mo felt that the second half of the sentence seemed familiar. He tried his best to recall with his limited consciousness, and a figure that had been forgotten for more than ten years emerged from his memory. That person stood in front of a car, holding Pointing the gun at his own head, he slowly turned to the person standing in front of the window looking at him... Aimo saw clearly the gloomy and desperate face - the killer classmate Kusta!

A shudder ran through his body.

In an instant, Aymo's mind was fully awake, every pore was "swiped" and opened, the fine hair protruded from the skin, and then the cold sweat spread all over. Last night, Aina left an open bottle of champagne on Steven's bed cabinet, which was mixed with have what?