Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

The takeoff of the plane was completed very quickly.

But in Yan Huai's view, it is almost as long as a century.

After the plane stabilized, Yan Huai quickly pulled off the seat belt, hugged Yu Tang in his arms, and patted him on the back: "It's over, it's over, Xiaotang, it's okay."

But Yu Tang fell into the abyss, unable to hear Yan Huai's voice, the doctor immediately pulled off the safety belt and came over to check the patient's condition.

In the end, because it was impossible to treat the bite wound on Yu Tang's arm, and the plane would land soon, it was impossible to predict Yu Tang's mood, so the doctor decided to give Yu Tang an injection of diazepam.

When the needle tip pierced Yu Tang's skin, Yan Huai felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and almost wanted to avert his gaze.

But he cannot escape.

He is Yu Tang's reliance now, if he shows timid emotions, Yu Tang will only be more afraid and lose control...

"Okay, it won't hurt soon."

“The little soup is the best.”

"Hey, uncle hold it."

Yan Huai coaxed Yu Tang, his voice became more and more choked up.

The medicine was pushed into the body, and Yu Tang's eyelids began to droop weakly.

When the tranquilizer is injected, the blood will cool down and the body will feel uncomfortable. Yu Tang frowned slightly, and stroked his hand in mid-air, as if trying to grab something.

Yan Huai hurriedly sent his hand over for him to hold.

After Yu Tang relaxed his body, his hands were so weak that he couldn't hold Yan Huai's big hands at all.

On the other side, the doctor has started emergency treatment for the injury on Yu Tang's arm.

Yan Huai cooperated with him, hovering his arm in the air, as if Yu Tang's little strength really held his big hand.

Yan Huai concealed the heartache that was about to explode, and asked him cautiously: "Xiao Tang, what do you want?"

"Uncle Yan..."

Yan Huai's eyes were sore, and he stroked his back to relieve his pain: "Uncle is here, Xiaotang is sick, let's have a good sleep."

Yu Tang's half-opened eyes didn't move at all, but as if he really heard Yan Huai's words, he closed his eyes and slowly tilted his head to one side.

Yan Huai held his cheek with his hands, and gently brought Yu Tang, who was gradually losing consciousness, so that his head could rest on his body...

Feeling the trembling person in his arms soften little by little, Yan Huai's heart also felt dull pain inch by inch.

At this moment, he wished he could goug himself out to make amends, so he couldn't help but gritted his teeth hard, raised his hand and slapped his face to the side.

After the loud applause, half of Yan Huai's cheeks immediately became red and swollen, and the ferocious bloodshot under the fair skin was clearly visible.

The doctor didn't know it, and wanted to comfort Yan Huai, but stabbed Yan Huai again: "Don't be like this, Mr. Yan! I understand...your feelings, it's not your fault."

Yan Huai's eyes darkened.

Do not……

you don't understand.

All of this... was caused by me, a bastard.

Yan Huai suddenly remembered the few days when Yu Tang called him by his name directly because of that girl... He blindfolded the young man and pulled his feet up on the window sill.

That night, the voltage of the incandescent lamp was stable, and half of the silk blindfold slid off Yu Tang's face. The boy's eyes were so hollow, as if he had accepted his fate, no longer struggling, no longer alive...

Yan Huai once thought that was what he wanted.

Now he has it.

If you get what you want, shouldn't you be... happy?

Yan Huai suddenly pressed his hands on his chest, feeling so heartbroken that he was about to die the next moment.

[Yan Huai love value +1, current love value 92]