Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

[Yu Tang: Uncle seems to want to hear me very much now. 】

[System 223: Master, don't talk to this bad guy! 】

[Yu Tang: It's okay baby, the remaining two love points still have to be taken-]

Yan Huai knew that Yu Tang's autism had recovered, and during the time he was away...

But he was just a little bit better, and he was diagnosed with such a serious illness...

Yan Huai had just seen a little hope, but fate hit him one after another like this, as if he had to see him collapse and despair before giving up.

Yan Huai's eyes were red, and he half knelt by the bed, forcing himself to look directly into Yu Tang's eyes: "Xiao Tang, uncle is wrong, uncle shouldn't treat you like that."

There were tears in Yan Huai's eyes, and his voice was hoarse and pitiful.

Yu Tang had never seen Yan Huai like this before, and his body trembled slightly.

Two days ago, when Yu Tang woke up, he found that his memory was no longer so dull, and the darkness that could protect him gradually disappeared.

Those unbearable pains will one day become commonplace.

Yu Tang is no longer full of evasion, but also has a little calmness to face the facts.

Yu Tang's father treated him like that, and Yan Huai has raised him for so many years, it can be said that he has done his best.

Since Yan Huai wants to take revenge, let him take revenge.

Not every child has a family who loves him, right...

Thinking of this, Yu Tang's nose suddenly became sour, and tears fell down.

At this time, the butler came in, gave him a bag, and told him that it was Yan Huai's instructions and must be delivered to him.

Yu Tang took it, opened it, and saw the deformed pencil case at a glance.

It was given to him by his uncle Yan.

It was once his most precious thing.

But now, Yan Huai was no longer his Uncle Yan.

He couldn't keep these things.

This will make him think that his Uncle Yan is still there and still loves him as much as before...

Yu Tang had done a good job of psychological construction in the past two days, but when he saw Yan Huai was covered in injuries and choked up in front of his eyes, his heart softened.

The boy trembled slightly, trying to cover his face.

Yan Huai thought he was in some pain, and was so frightened that he wanted to reach out to hug him, but his right hand was suddenly pulled back by the immobilizer, and he bent down in pain.

Yu Tang: "Uncle Yan!"

Yan Huai finally heard the young man's voice. Although he was distorted in pain, he smiled: "Xiaotang, uncle is fine."

Yan Huai's hands hurt terribly, he clenched his teeth, and his neck was oozing blood, but he still tried his best to smile at Yu Tang.

Yan Huai's voice was as gentle as he could: "Uncle will never treat you like that again, please forgive Uncle, Xiao Tang..."

Yu Tang was stung by Yan Huai's smile.

Because of Yan Huai's appearance, the appearance of pretending to smile even though he was injured all over his body, he resembled every parent who shouldered everything and only left the warmth for the children.

It's not that Yu Tang doesn't know why he is lying here.

After all, a doctor had reminded him before and asked him to go for a systematic examination.

It's just that too many things happened later, Yu Tang gradually forgot, and didn't have time to go to the hospital.

Although the nurses here didn't tell him, the nose that bleeds frequently, the body that gets tired easily, and the red blood spots on the hands, ankles and wrists all remind Yu Tang that there must be serious problems with his body.

Now seeing Yan Huai like this, Yu Tang became more certain of his thoughts.

Yu Tang thought, although Yan Huai hated him, after all, he did not directly bring those injuries to him.

Yan Huai has raised him for so many years, and he may say he hates him, but even if he has a pet, he will have some feelings.

I heard that he was going to die, so I felt a little distressed...

Can……

Even if Yan Huai could let go of his hatred, what about him?

Just like Yan Huai would not forgive his father, it is impossible for Yu Tang to forgive Yan Huai.

And Yan Huai has already done that kind of thing to him, he can't be his Uncle Yan...

Yu Tang closed his eyes and swallowed the pain forcefully: "Don't pity me."

The boy's voice was weak, with a trembling crying sound.

Yan Huai didn't hear it clearly, he still forced a smile and stroked Yu Tang's hair, and said patiently, "What did Xiao Tang say? Uncle didn't hear it."

Yu Tang took a deep breath: "Yan Huai."

Yan Huai froze, the tears that had been in his eyes fell down.

The boy called him by his first name.

But how could he be willing to lose his temper with him?

Yan Huai held his hand and said softly, "Well, uncle is here, Xiao Tang, don't be afraid."

Yu Tang didn't dare to linger on such poisonous warmth any longer, and immediately withdrew his hand from Yan Huai's: "Yan Huai, hurry up."

Yan Huai's hands were empty, and his heart was also empty.

He probably guessed the meaning of the young man's words, but he didn't dare to think carefully, let alone ask...

Yan Huai began to panic and could only find a way to change the subject.

Yan Huai coaxed him: "Xiaotang is hungry, let's eat, uncle sent someone to come..."

"Yan Huai." Yu Tang interrupted him.

Yu Tang has always been polite to his elders, so naturally he has never treated Yan Huai like this.

Now that he was called out by his name like this, he felt a little relieved.

He must be dying.

Otherwise, Yan Huai hated him so much, why would he come to coax him again?

If he is alive and well.

Now, Yan Huai must still be holding him somewhere, ignoring his begging for mercy, and tightening his ankles...

Yu Tang smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Yan Huai, you should take revenge quickly, I may...don't have so much time."