and his "forced" doll kiss

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"An'an, eat something. It's been a long time since I've had a good meal. I haven't seen you for so long. I've lost weight." Tang Nianlang made every meal for Li Di in the hospital himself, fearing that he might not get used to the disease. number meal.

"I ate it. I eat with my brother every day. I haven't lost weight. It's because we haven't seen each other for a long time." Li Anyun looked at the lunch box in Tang Nianchu's hand, and thought of the noodles he fed Shi Yu in the ward last time.

"An An hasn't eaten mom's cooking for a long time, eat some and eat with dad." Tang Nianlang hugged Li Anyun to bed, and nestled in the quilt with Li Di. The smell of the sick clothes was very good, maybe because he was used to the potion. Filled with flavor.

"An'an, put on the quilt, isn't it quite cold in this room?" Li Zhe moved to the side, the infusion tube shook, and the blood returned, and the blood color mixed with the medicine was intertwined in it.

"It's not cold, don't move, I'll just sit next to you." Li Anyun was about to get out of bed, but was grabbed by Li Yan, and finally let Li Anyun stay by his side, "Dad... I didn't mean it just now, I just missed my brother... "

Little stars twinkle in the night sky again, Shi Yu is like mint in spring, only limited to his winter.

Tang Nianlang opened the lunch box. There were tomatoes and eggs, fried shredded potatoes, and boiled corn ribs soup without carrots.

Li Anyun felt that Li Di and Shi Yu were the same, just like taking care of a newborn baby, they were careful with every movement, for fear of hurting the people around them.

"I eat it by myself, and An An eats it too. The taste is a little bland, but whatever your mother makes is delicious." Li Yan took the bowl from his hand tremblingly. Li Anyun didn't let go, fearing that he would knock it over.

"It's the same as my brother, how can I eat with a drip in my hand, why can't I move... how can I... eat by myself..." Li Anyun cried as she spoke, her lips parted slightly, revealing a few teeth, and the little stars in her eyes were gone. shining brightly.

"An'an... I know you want to be with Yu'er, but you are not feeling well. If you fall by your brother's side, you will make him worry again." Tang Nianluo stroked his back and cried shoulder Shrugging and shrugging, like a frightened white rabbit.

Li Anyun stopped sobbing, and Tang Nianchu's movements seemed to be magical, the wound did not continue to open and closed again.

Holding the bowl, scooping it up with a spoon, the vegetable soup seeps into the rice, every grain of rice is delicious, Li Zong can eat a lot every time, but now his body is not as good as before, he can't move after eating a few spoonfuls.

For the first time, Li Anyun fed him, and he ate a whole bowl. The soup slid down his jaw line, and he freed up a hand to wipe his clothes without staining his clothes.

"Look, this son can eat so much when he feeds him. It's rare for me to eat a mouthful, just like a child." Tang Nianshao watched Li Anyun feed Li Die seriously, and finally gave him a few sips of soup.

"That's because Dad likes me, I..." Li Anyun looked at the bowl in his hand with downcast eyes. There was only a little rice left to scoop up some soup, tasted a little, and the taste was actually quite strong.

"Yes, Dad likes An An the most. He went for a painless colonoscopy yesterday. After the test, he was groggy and kept calling your name. Your father's weakness has always been you." Tang Nianlang took the quilt She hugged Li Anyun's body, and when the wind blew, she couldn't help but sneezed.

"It's the same with your brother. When I was in the hospital, just after the anesthesia came off, Yu'er wanted to reach out and grab you. However, after the anesthesia, the person is still unconscious, and I can't grab your hand no matter what." Li Ji thought During the liver transplant, Shi Yu never stopped wanting to hug him from the beginning to the end.

"Don't mention Yu'er. The more you mention him, the more you want to go. Also, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on to this surgery. What should we do, Xiao Zhan? What should we do?" Tang Nianlang originally thought about meeting Li Anyun. Accept everything about him calmly, things always backfire, he can't look at Li Anyun like this.

"Mom, I can handle it. My brother can handle the pain. My...it's not serious..." Li Anyun was next to Li Zun. This habit has not changed since she was a child. She used to rest her head on his left shoulder. One leg squeezed against him, the other curled up.

"An'an, drink some water. You must not have drunk much water during this time, your lips are peeling." Tang Nianlang interrupted him, and did not continue to talk about this topic with him. Every time it was mentioned, she chose to ignore it and turn a blind eye. .

Li Ji took out a new lip balm from the drawer, opened the lid and handed it to Li Anyun. It was brand new, unused.

Li Anyun took the lip balm, wiped a little on her lips, and licked it lightly, as if kissing him.

Coupled with the shadow on the light plating, it was pulled along the side face to the fingertips, and the boy raised his head and glanced at the gentle night.

Tang Nianchu picked out the tomato skin and put it on a paper towel, and took out the shredded green and red peppers used for garnish in the stir-fried potato shreds one by one. She deliberately didn't put ginger and garlic when frying.

Li Zhen saw that this was Li Anyun's exclusive action, and smiled.

"An'an, let's eat some too. Pick out the ones you don't like." Tang Nianlang took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of rice mixed with tomato juice, and brought it to Li Anyun's mouth.

Li Anyun was stunned for a moment, and looked at Tang Nianchu. This action was so familiar that it was unfamiliar. She opened her mouth stiffly. Tomato sauce was added to the tomato juice, which made the taste even more sour.

"Is it delicious?" Tang Nianlang took out a tissue to wipe the soup from the corner of his mouth.

"Good...delicious." Li Anyun swallowed the rice, watched Tang Nianchao scoop up the second spoonful, and wanted to refuse at first, but couldn't resist stepping through the thorns and dipping into a cloud to rest.

Tang Nianlang also found the long-lost sense of happiness.

"Our An'an is back." Li Zhen still smiled.

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I can't stop the bright lights, and I can't stop the feelings.

This year's New Year is particularly deserted, slowly passing through the years, marching towards March under the contrast of candlelight and red lights.