father - home

I feel a bit uncomfortable, I don't know what's wrong, am I too sensitive?Thinking too much?is this okay?Maybe things are just the opposite of what I expected... Just as I was thinking, Zhao moved, and I walked over.

"what happened?"

"A little breathless."

"It doesn't matter, just keep your head higher." I lifted Zhao's head and put two pillows under his shoulders and head. "What about now?"

"Much better, thank you."

"Why are you so polite?" That bad feeling... I stared at Zhao.

Akira looked at me. "I've really become a burden to you."

"Zhao..."

"If it weren't for me, you could have left there from now on. No matter where you are, as a doctor, or as a scientific researcher, I believe you will achieve something. But now, ten years..."

"Zhao..." I took his hand.

"Is what the nurse said true?"

"what?"

"You gave me another blood transfusion and almost died."

"That's an exaggeration. These nurses like to spread gossip and add fuel to it."

"They're not exaggerating, they're just not telling the whole story."

"what?"

"Either both live, or both die."

I laughed.

Zhao also smiled, although there was an extra gastric tube on his face, but the smile was still so beautiful and touching.

Zhao then said, "The dream you mentioned was a dream that appeared twice."

"Yes, what?"

"If that's true, I think..."

"what?"

"We were not born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but we will die in the same year, the same month, and the same day."

"Yes."

"Is that what you thought at the time?"

"Yes."

"So, if you do this, you are not afraid at all, but very happy."

"Yes. That's what I thought at the time. No matter what the result is, we will be satisfied."

We looked at each other and smiled, silent for a while, enjoying the bliss of brutal romance and connection.

"But after all, I dragged you down."

"Why do you still think so?"

"Your temper is getting bigger and bigger, and you always like to scold others. It's all because of me."

"No, it's none of your business."

"Do you think I'm stupid? I know, you want to protect me."

Zhao was obviously a little tired.I couldn't bear it, but I didn't stop him.Talking can also distract attention, and the pain of the wound will be relieved.

Zhao closed his eyes, took a rest, and continued. "It's no different than being in the camp. Your laboratory can almost be regarded as a two-person world. This is a hospital. You are so kind to me. You are neither a relative nor a friend. No wonder others make irresponsible remarks and make random guesses." gone."

"I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not made of mud."

Zhao told me about the Chinese legend about Nuwa creating man. Thinking of this, I laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"Aren't people made of mud? You said that Nuwa made it out of the mud on the banks of the Yellow River according to her own shape."

She gave me a clear look, and then smiled, pale and weak, which made that smile more touching.

"Seriously, do you know how scary you are when you are fierce? You are not a gentleman at all. How did you scare the little girl?"

"Little girl? Are you too sympathetic?"

"Of course it's the little girl, don't you see? She's so young, and the freckles on her nose haven't faded yet."

"Freckles? You observe carefully."

"I didn't mean to observe. I wanted to see if freckles could make people look ugly."

"The results of it?"

"No, it only makes people cute."

"cute?"

"You will be cute when you have freckles on your face."

"Aren't I cute now?"

"You now?" Zhao choked back his laughter, and finally coughed lightly, his brows furrowed from the pain of the wound. "You are wearing a uniform with a pistol on, and you are still a military doctor. Standing there is not cute, but scary."

"horrible?"

"Isn't it? You have a serious face, as if it's been brushed with paste. It's hard, and you criticize and scold others. The little girl is so scared by you that she doesn't know what to do."

"Then what do you mean, it's all my fault."

"Anyway, when a nurse comes in the future, you'd better not stay by the side."

"Ah, I just understood, so you did it for this!"

"Why do I?"

"You want a beautiful nurse to take care of you, and don't let me stay."

"You!" Zhao wanted to stare, but just looked at me weakly.

"You what? Did I wrong you? You talked for a long time, and that's the point, isn't it?" I wanted to endure a little longer, but I couldn't. I was so surprised that I felt wronged, and Zhao took it seriously. "Are you serious? I'm kidding you."

"I don't have the energy to joke with you." Zhao turned away and ignored me.

I lowered my head and leaned into his ear and begged, "I'm sorry, I really just wanted to make a joke with you. I've already regretted it. You know, how much I love you, I'm afraid that you will be hurt a little bit, sometimes I just can't help myself. I'm sorry, if I hurt you, or anyone else, please forgive me."

Akira turned his head, and his face touched mine. "I know, you love me, so you don't need to ask me to forgive. And they, even if you hurt them, they dare not ask you to apologize. "

Zhao spoke lightly and gently, but hit the nail on the head and hit the nail on the head.Yes, because of love, I can see injustice and inequality in Zhao, and I am indignant about it.But in others, I can't see it. I am used to being superior, accusing, arrogant, and I even find noble reasons for these despicable behaviors.I suddenly felt shameful and humble, and felt that I was not worthy of Zhao at all.

Zhao felt my silence, he always knew more than I thought.Zhao raised the free hand that had finished the blood transfusion, put it around my neck, stroked my hair, and whispered in my ear: "Your hair is so beautiful, like golden satin, your eyes are so beautiful. Beauty, like a blue gem. You have the face of an angel, and a fiery, noble heart. You are my guardian angel."