[Tuyan] Yimu

#after many years#

"Are you afraid of me?" When I regained my composure and returned to the ward, Shen Tu had already obediently put on the first bottle of intravenous drip for the day under the quilt.

I shook my head, not knowing how to explain the reason I didn't know, just said: "I'm sorry, I was too excited just now."

"Hand, take it here." I looked up at Shen Tu suspiciously, and he repeated it with certainty, "I said, An Yan, give me your hand."

Shen Tu stretched out his right hand that wasn't connected to the infusion needle, motioning for me to grab it, and looked at me patiently.I stared into his eyes, although I didn't feel anything special, but I didn't know what he was planning.Let him wait any longer and the atmosphere will become awkward again. I hesitate to put my hand up, guarding against his next move.

Unexpectedly, Shen Tu did nothing.My hand was placed on his open palm, I watched this scene without even daring to breathe, while Shen Tu just flipped the pages of the book in front of me from time to time with the hand attached to the bottle.

After 5 minutes, I said, "What do you want to do? I mean, it's not convenient for you to read like this. I can take my hands away."

"I want to hold your hand." Shen Tu's eyes left the paper and turned to me, "But you will run away if I move a little, so I can only do this and do nothing."

I don't want to let him know, but I have to admit he's right.If Shen Tu wanted to grab me just now, if he just moved his finger, then I would definitely slap his hand away without saying a word.Now it's just hands stacked together, it's hard to call it a handshake, and the close contact distance makes me feel anxious.

In the end, I struggled for a long time, and finally negotiated with Shen Tu to switch to the other side of the bed.At least it would be more convenient for him to turn the pages with the non-infused hand.

What are we doing here?Even I don't know.I can't even understand why Shen Tu said he wanted to hold my hand, and I don't know whether I want to hold his hand in my heart, or want to shake it away.Every move he made, every response I made, seemed to be carefully avoiding something.

"Can you hold it in a different position?" Shen Tu turned another page of the book and said flatly, "Hand." He motioned.

"What kind of posture is there for shaking hands..." I muttered, watching the hand that was lightly placed on the back of my hand slide slowly towards my naturally curled fingers, retracting slightly and clasping my fingers between his four fingers inside.Then, his dexterous fingers pushed all the fingers of my right hand away from the direction of my palm, and slid into my fingers one by one. "Shentu!" I exclaimed inexplicably nervously.

It's just a handshake!At this time, his left hand and my right hand were in a state of intertwined palms and ten fingers. I quickly turned my wrist so that the back of my hand was attached to the bed sheet, and the palm of my hand was facing up against Shen Tu's flat left hand.

"What are you doing?" I said angrily, "Is it fun to puncture a blood vessel with the infusion needle?"

Shen Tu smiled as if he had succeeded, and immediately said seriously: "I'm fine. Just hold hands."

We stayed in this awkward position until he went to sleep.

I finally knew what Shen Tu was planning, but it was just a two-hour handshake after dinner, such a simple request was really hard to refuse.

Because it was too tight, the hands of the two people were often sweaty when they separated. In fact, I could also use this reason to refuse, but I didn't do it in the end.

A few days later, Su Yu came to visit Shen Tu, and I was in charge of peeling an orange for one person, and then let them chat by themselves, and went out by myself.To Su Yu, Shen Tu may not be his biological father but is similar to his biological father, so naturally I will not disturb their conversation.When Su Yu left, I sent her to the hospital downstairs, but she hesitated at the door of the car that brought her, and never sat in it.

I don't feel good.

"Uncle God, he... still has two weeks." She finally said it, her voice sounded like a sleepy thrush that had lost its aura.

Not long after, I pushed open the door of the ward with a bang, Shen Tu also stopped the pen in his hand, and looked up at me with a cloudy face.I threw a sentence at him: "What Su Yu said is true?!"

Shen Tu looked at me silently, noncommittal.I paced anxiously back and forth in the room, but I couldn't get any closer to Shentu.

"Sit down and talk." He greeted me and patted the side of his bed very close to him with his hand.Seeing that I was unmoved, Shen Tu said again: "This time you came to Guangling to know some bad news about me. I originally wanted to persuade you to go back to Yanping and wait for me. But I don't want to hide it from you for a moment. I don't want to hide anything from you all the time."

This time I sat where his hand could reach, and took the initiative to wrap my five fingers around his hand and hold it tightly.I could feel my whole body trembling slightly.

To be lost again.

The author has something to say:

The next chapter is the concluding chapter, and the last one is longer to about the length of the previous two chapters.

Thank you all for reading this story with me.