This love can be found

The weather is getting colder, and I stick the teacher tighter. When I was young, I used to warm my father’s feet. Due to many years of nutritional problems, my legs and feet became cold in winter. Although my physical fitness has improved a lot in the teacher’s house, but Still afraid of the cold.But the teacher was full of heat, so I often used my cold feet to ice the teacher, so the teacher laughed at me and said that I was just his ice cream in winter.I don't care whether he praises me or belittles me, I still stick to the teacher as always!Every time I have to rely on the teacher for more than ten minutes, my body will warm up.Later, the teacher heard people say deer antler to warm up the body, so he made some for me to eat after a while, and it really worked. My body became less afraid of the cold, and my feet were no longer so cold.

I still can't get rid of the bad habit of stroking the teacher to fall asleep before going to bed. The teacher is still very accommodating to me. I can feel that the teacher can get some happiness from it more or less, but this pleasure ends with the teacher's final suppression.One day after the teacher turned his body on his side, I was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, I heard the teacher panting heavily, and quickly moving one hand under him. With a dull growl, the teacher broke out.The teacher got the pleasure of venting and got up. I felt that he was watching me, and hurriedly let out a sound of sound sleep.

The teacher got up and went to the bathroom to clean my body and change my shorts, and I lay on the bed full of thoughts.I blame myself deeply, hating myself for always grabbing and not being able to give. In fact, I want to give my own, but I am afraid that the teacher will not accept it, because I feel that the teacher is trying to restrain himself. Give me love but be so afraid of hurting me.The teacher's desire was provoked by me, but I only cared about sleeping by myself every time. I couldn't give the teacher the ultimate happiness. I was too selfish and incompetent!The teacher went back to the room and lay down. I pretended to turn over and turned to the teacher. The teacher stretched out his hand to circle me. After a while, he let out a magnetic snoring sound. This male voice is so beautiful, it is a perfect lullaby.However, I couldn't sleep peacefully in this sound, and I shed tears.After that, before going to bed, I tried my best not to touch the teacher. I was afraid that I would provoke the teacher's desire again, and I didn't want to feel guilty about it.The teacher was not used to seeing me like this, and asked me why I didn’t touch him anymore. I smiled and said, I also want to learn to grow up. The teacher nodded and praised, and said yes repeatedly, looking very relieved.However, the teacher still took the initiative to hold my hand to touch him every other day or two, and he would come to touch me. I think this should also be a kind of communication between our father and son.

One night in the middle of the night, the teacher suddenly held his stomach and screamed in pain. I was woken up and saw the teacher curled up there, with a very sad look on his face—the eyebrows were all knit together.What's the matter, teacher?Did I catch a cold when I stroked him before going to bed?If so, didn't I kill the teacher?I was so scared that I cried and asked the teacher what's the matter?The teacher's voice was very low, and he said that he might have appendicitis.I was even more frightened when I heard it. I knew that if I got this disease, if I got a piercing, my life would be in danger.what to do?What should I do? The teacher is in more pain, no, I have to go to the hospital!The hospital is near the school gate!

"Teacher, I'll carry you to the hospital!" In the rush, I forgot to knock on the door of Teacher Wang next door for help.I just want to send the teacher to the hospital as soon as possible, and want the teacher to relieve the pain sooner.I helped the teacher get clothes for him to put on, and I got dressed quickly.

The teacher said in a weak voice: "Call 120 for first aid!" After speaking, he covered his stomach in pain and squatted on the ground.I think, if you make a call, the hospital will send a car to call someone, and it will take 20 minutes to half an hour to be precise.Why don't I carry the teacher to the hospital and save some time. "Teacher, I'll carry you to the hospital!"

"Is it okay?" The teacher's voice was still so low, and he didn't let go of the hand covering his stomach. "Bring that medical card. It's in the first drawer of the bookcase in the other bedroom."

After hearing this, I hurried to find it, and then I went back to my room to carry the teacher on my back. The teacher's body is really heavy. Fortunately, the bodybuilding exercises in the past two months have given me some strength. I couldn't carry it on my back, and I walked forward with my teacher on my back, which seemed a bit strenuous. The teacher saw me panting on my back, and said softly, "Keep me, I'd better come down and walk!" "

I was not willing to let the teacher come down, so I said: "Teacher, we will arrive at the school gate soon. The hospital will be 200 meters ahead of the school gate. I can do it!"

When I arrived at the school gate, the gatekeeper opened the door. Seeing that I was carrying the teacher on my back, I hurriedly asked what was the matter. I briefly explained the whole story. The uncle was afraid that I would not be able to hold on halfway, so I asked him to carry it for a while. The appearance of strength agreed.So the two of us took turns carrying the teacher to the emergency room of the hospital.As soon as the doctor saw the situation, he asked me to quickly take the medical certificate to register. At the same time, the contact person performed the surgery for the teacher, saying that it would be difficult to handle if there was a perforation.I hurried to register, and when I came back, my uncle said that the teacher had already sent me to the operating room on the third floor, so I hurried to the third floor with my uncle.A signature is required before the operation, and the doctor asked me to sign it again.I dare not sign, the pen in my hand is trembling.God, you have to bless the teacher to be okay!Seeing that I was afraid, the doctor said, "Sign it. Appendectomy is a minor operation. It doesn't matter. Your teacher asked you to sign it just now. Hurry up and don't delay your teacher's operation time!" Sign your name.

The doctor went in, and the door of the operating room was closed silently and mercilessly. I walked up and down the corridor uneasily, God, you have to bless the teacher to be okay.Teacher, you have to hold on!

The uncle saw that I was restless like an ant on a hot pot, and quickly helped me to sit down on the chair in the corridor, comforting me at the same time.Time flies so slowly, only 10 minutes have passed by looking at the clock in the corridor!