The love is too deep

There are not only doctors but also family members and patients walking in a hurry in the hospital, with worries and joy on their faces.

The ward came in as soon as it came out, people coming and going swept a gust of wind in front of the two of them, and Lin Zhaonan inhaled the smell of disinfectant water that was brought up.

He coughed lightly and choked out tears, propped his elbows on his forehead to block his embarrassment, "Kong Huan, thank you for coming to accompany me!"

When he was speaking, he suddenly saw him approaching him like this, and comforted softly: "The doctor said it's all right, so relax."

"My dad only developed this problem in the past few years, and it's all because of me..." He endured it, his heart sore, "This life is all for me!"

"I was young when my mother died, and the sadness passed away. After so many years, only her outline is left in my mind. Only by looking at photos can I remember her appearance. She will always be young and beautiful..."

He wanted to continue talking but was choked by a warm current. He calmed down for a while, "I went home yesterday and saw my dad lying on the ground. I was really afraid that if he left one day, I..."

Kong Huan accompanied him and listened to him.

"What to do! What to do..." He grabbed his hair fiercely, as if this pulling could pull out the pain in his heart.

The words became weaker and weaker after repeated several times, and he was completely choked until he couldn't speak. He tried his best to restrain the tears, how could his eyes bear the weight, one drop, two drops...all fell down.

Even so, it is still concealed.

Kong Huan knew that he wanted to be strong, so he opened the door of the stairwell behind him and hid him in. Finally, after holding back countless times, he burst into crying silently.

Kong Huan understood that feeling, felt distressed, and wished he could empathize with her.

Holding him, giving him shoulders, stroking his back, "Don't be afraid when I'm here!"

He said this sentence to him many times, the premise is - he is here!

But... you have to leave too... Half of Lin Zhaonan's emotions have been released, but the other half has been suppressed.

Kong Huan took a deep breath and raised his head to stare at the ceiling.

I don't want to see him like this.

Lin Zhaonan raised his head and wiped away his tears, and opened the window in the corridor. The wind blew fiercely and made his eyes even redder and swollen.

There were stubble all over his cheeks all night, the original youthful feeling was completely gone, and a touch of maturity was added, his bright eyes were clouded by heavy thoughts, he leaned listlessly by the window, his head was drowsy and astringent.

At the end, Kong Huan asked in a hoarse voice, "Is there any smoke?"

He took it out of his pocket and handed it to him. Lin Zhaonan smoked it for the first time, and he clicked and clicked for a long time without fire, smiling awkwardly. Kong Huan leaned over and held his palm halfway, and lit him.

He choked, but he didn't cough. When he got used to the third sip, the nicotine calmed his mind.

Kong Huan sat on the steps and laughed at him, "I didn't expect you to look like you now!"

"Really? Then what do I look like to you?" He asked.

Without even thinking about it, "The appearance is gentle and obedient, and the work is serious, usually cute."

Lin Zhaonan was amused and felt that he was talking about a girl. Kong Huan really couldn't find a suitable word to describe it. "Cute" is not an exaggeration.

"You're pretty good at seeing people." He took a puff and spit out the cigarette that was caught between his fingers, "Why didn't you give it to me last time?"

"Last time?"

"Green Anshan!"

Kong Huan remembered that he was going to give it to him but at that time Lin Zhaonan had a cold, and besides, he didn't want him to touch cigarettes.

"You said 'you can't get rid of this thing if you get it on', let me forget it! "That tone and demeanor are not mature like Lin Zhaonan.

Kong Huan felt that his usual demeanor in front of him was destroyed by his manner of speaking like a primary school student. After knowing him for so long, he thought he knew him well, his temper, his character...

Only now did I see clearly what the real him was—much more mature than himself.

So what if you're mature, you're not crying in front of me anymore!

Laughing muffledly, seeing him spit out the last breath to crush the cigarette butt out, and looked out the window.

Kong Huan was so cold that he stood up and walked up the stairs, knowing that he was thinking wildly again, he said casually, "How is Huanhuan?"

Lin Zhaonan slapped his head crisply, and the worry and maturity just now disappeared completely, "I'll forget it if you don't tell me!"

When the two of them returned to the ward, Lin Jiang had already woken up, and Kong Huan asked for warmth, and his own son didn't say a word.

Kong Huan touched the hand holding the bottle, and it was cold, so he covered it with a quilt. Before leaving, Lin Zhaonan gave Kong Huan the key to the house, and asked him to take care of Huanhuan in the next few days.

Kong Huan promised that he would come tomorrow.

I arrived home very late, and Meng Jing came in and asked him if he had eaten. He said perfunctorily that he had eaten, opened the refrigerator but gnawed on the bread, sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of water, and saw Meng Jing watching TV with a hot water bag in his hand .

Suddenly raised his hand and handed him something, "Son, help me charge the battery."

It was still warm after taking it, and found out the charging cable, "Mom, how long will it be hot after a while?"

"It's been a long time!"

Kong Huan thought it was a good thing.

The next morning, I got up before dawn and went to Lin Zhaonan's house with the key. Yesterday when I came back from the hospital to open the door to his house, Huanhuan sat obediently at the door and waited, neither screaming nor making trouble, just like today.

The little guy seemed to be in better condition than yesterday, so he put on clothes and shoes in case it was cold, carried him for a walk, and went back to fill him with dog food before leaving.

When returning home, Meng Jing and Kong Fangshuai got up yawning.

"It's so early, what are you doing?"

"Walk the dog! Lin Zhaonan's family has something to do, Huanhuan is left alone, I'll take care of it."

Kong Fangshuai only knew that the two of them had a dog and didn't know what it was called, so he laughed, "We are related to you, they are called Huanhuan."

Meng Jing echoed: "Yes! The puppy is quite human! Kong Huan didn't know whether he was praising the dog or hurting himself, so he didn't care so much. He was thinking about the warm water bottle, because Meng Jing always went to work every day and wanted to borrow it. She won't give it to you if you need it, so steal it!

Taking advantage of the time when Meng Jing went to the bathroom to wash up, Chen Cang secretly used a rubber warm water bag to replace the plugged one, triumphantly accomplished.

He came back to watch Huanhuan without eating lunch at noon break, and even rushed to the hospital after school. Daqun said that his day was like burning his butt.

As soon as he entered the door, he took out a warm water bag and plugged it in, "Uncle, I brought you a hand warmer, it looks like your hands were cold from the infusion yesterday."

Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha Kong Huan is considerate enough.

Lin Zhaonan sat on the side peeling an apple, handed Lin Jiang another one, cut it in half and tied it to Kong Huan, "Half for each person!"

Chewing gum, steamed buns, apples... or what else is half for each person?He took a bite.

so sweet...

"When did you leave the hospital?"

"The day after tomorrow." Looking at Lin Jiang's tone of voice, he knew that he was fine.

It was getting late, Lin Zhaonan sent Kong Huan out of the ward.

Seeing the bruises under his eyes, Kong Huan said, "Didn't sleep well these days!"

Lin Zhaonan nodded.

"Huanhuan, you can rest assured!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, always. After my uncle is discharged from the hospital, invite me to your house for dinner and improve my food."

The food at home is not good, and you have spoiled your mouth. You need to make up for it!

Lin Zhaonan agreed.