Male heart trembling

I have been with Mr. Tang for a while, and I know that his "don't want me anymore" is a joke.I leaned on the door frame of the toilet, listening to the sound of rushing water inside, my inner stability was shaken by the impact of this sound.

I am a little anxious. For a long time, I have been thankful that my lung disease has recovered without reason, but I also have a faint feeling that things must not be so simple.I have always been worried about my illness, but because I dare not face the reality, I am eager to immerse myself in the dream of getting rid of the serious illness, so I avoid treatment.

It's just because of my own life trajectory, it's too unreasonable and too sad to be changed by this disease.When the doctor said to me, "Your illness has improved a lot, and you even have signs of recovery, but please come back for another examination next week", I chose to escape.

I did not choose to go to the hospital again, but observed myself silently for one month, two months, three months, and after making sure that the discomfort in my lungs had completely disappeared, I happily planned a new life.

From then on, I chose to be an ostrich.

However, after years of burying my head in the soil, Mr. Tang still dragged my head out abruptly. I dare not disobey what he said, and I dare not refuse to do what he asked me to do. I understand that since he asked me to If you go to the hospital, you will definitely be checked thoroughly.

I am terrified of confronting something that I have been avoiding.

The aroma of shampoo came from the toilet. It smelled very good. I always liked this smell, but at this moment, I was so upset that I didn't like this smell at all.

Mr. Tang yelled, and walked out naked. His strong body was wet with foam.He stretched out his hand and dragged me in, hugged me in his arms with a smirk, let the hot water soak my underwear and the jade pendant he gave me.

I snuggled into his arms, felt the temperature of the hot water, felt the tightness of my chest, and did not go along with his lingering.He put away his smile and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm afraid to go to the hospital." I buried my head on his chest, avoided the water flow through my nostrils, and breathed lightly.

He hugged me tightly and said, "Are you afraid that your illness will not be completely cured?"

"I'm sure it's definitely not all right."

"Then I will go even more. This is what I'm worried about, but I will be with you anyway." He said, "And it doesn't have to be terrible, maybe it's really healed?"

I stroked his chest, as if I wanted to find some care and comfort from it, my face must be extremely pale.

He touched my face dotingly, took off my underwear, coaxed a child to say some words of comfort, and scrubbed and teased my body.Seeing his gentle expression, my mood improved a little. What a powerful man he is, he can always make the darkness in the deepest part of my heart shrouded in light.

Looking at his firm eyes, I also decided to let myself face everything.And I also feel deeply guilty. I was originally Mr. Tang's plaything, and I was supposed to make him happy, but I didn't want to be flattered by him more than once.

I like to see the way Mr. Tang wears clothes. From a strong man who I can see all the sexiness to a mature man who wears smart clothes and shows the charm of a man, this process is pleasing to the eye.Whether he is shirtless or in a shirt, I am so fascinated.

But today, he didn't dress very formally, but replaced the strictness of the past with a suit of casual clothes.

But still so good-looking, so attractive.

The process of seeing a doctor is very smooth, and there are people who are easy to handle. This sentence is enough to explain everything.But even so, Mr. Tang is still busy for me, watching him treat me with all his heart, the feeling of being cared for and protected in every possible way warms his heart.

It's been a long, long time since grandma passed away.For a man like Mr. Tang, why should I not serve him well, obey him, and love him deeply?

It will take a few days for the inspection report to come out, but because you know someone, you can find an expert to take a simple look in advance.The news I got was mixed. My lung disease has not fully recovered. Although I have not suffered from the disease for many years, it does not mean that I will be fine in the future. I still need treatment and adjustment.

The doctor asked me not to do strenuous activities in the future, such as playing ball for a long time, or doing physical exercise without warming up, and more importantly, try to reduce the amount of exercise that exceeds my own acceptance level.For example, long-distance running, if you can only run two kilometers at this stage, you must not try your best to run five kilometers.

This reminded me of the hard life of being a courier before. It was an absolute amount of exercise. My lungs did not protest. I am already thankful.

After leaving the hospital, it was already past noon. I asked Mr. Tang what he wanted to eat, and I went to the market to buy vegetables to cook for him. He was very happy when he learned that my illness was not serious and that I could recover as long as I took care of it. To take me to a good meal.

He is happy, and I am happier than him, not only because my body is fine, but more importantly, I have seen Mr. Tang's care for me and the importance he attaches to me.This is completely outside the category of "he plays me, I get played by him".

For a long time, no matter how nice Mr. Tang is to me, how happy I am, deep down in my heart I will still calmly warn myself that everything is like a mirror image. At some point in the future, maybe soon or far away, I will eventually Faced with this reality, after Mr. Tang got tired of playing with me, he abandoned me.

But after today, I am a little shaken by this calmness. Judging from Mr. Tang's sincere expression, he attaches great importance to me, which is by no means as simple as just playing around.