Lazy cancer late stage

Songsang's injury took a month to remove the plaster cast. He was actually a little ashamed, saying that he was Yang Zhi's nanny, but he was basically taken care of this month.

With one exception.

Yang Zhi was unexpectedly interested in his studies, and asked him how he was doing every few days.Songsang originally just had the mentality of trying, but he made her a little bit embarrassed, so she had to bite the bullet and memorize those jerky sentences.

Political Chinese is a little easier, and the most difficult thing is English. He falters in the third-level questions, and he can make half of the multiple-choice questions.

Yang Zhi found a lot of American dramas for him, let him watch them when he was free, and practice his sense of language.

If it doesn't work next year, isn't there still the year after next?His background is too weak, and he really needs more time.

In other things, Songsang is like an adult, Yangzhi is like a child who hasn't grown up.But when it comes to study, Songsang is as hasty as a primary school student.

"Go back and rest for three months, don't do strenuous exercise, and check every half a month." The doctor ordered.

"Okay." Songsang nodded, and stood up cautiously with Yang Zhi's support.

Still down to earth feeling comfortable.

The two walked out of the hospital side by side. The November sunshine was surprisingly good, softly covering the world with a veil.The leaves of the sycamore tree have almost fallen, and only a few are still connected to the branches, shaking.The flow of people and vehicles on the street is still like a tide, and everyone has their own route and purpose.

Songsang felt a little strange for some reason.He pondered for a long time before he realized that it was Yang Zhi, he was completely different from before.

He didn't cling to himself desperately, nor did he show rejection to the outside world.Just like that, she walked side by side with him very normally and calmly.

"Thank you for this time." Songsang sincerely thanked you.

Yang Zhi glanced at him and laughed out loud, "Hahahahahaha..."

He often does this, which makes people feel inexplicable.

Songsang knocked his head angrily, "What a joke."

Unexpectedly, he posted it shamelessly again, "Songsang~"

Songsang couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth in this tone, "Huh?"

"Hello."

"Ah."

"Can we make. love?"

"Plop—" Yang Zhi was pushed away violently and hit the trash can on the side of the road, attracting the onlookers of the surrounding people.

Songsang blushed, glanced around twice, then quickly went up to hold him, complaining in a low voice, "You are sick!"

"No." Yang Zhi felt very innocent.

"Let's talk at home."

Songsang sat in front of the eDonkey as a matter of course, and motioned to stand up.Yang Zhi's expression was a bit strange, he glanced at Songsang, took his hand holding the dragon's head, "I'll ride."

Songsang was a little surprised, hesitated for a while, "Will you bring someone?"

"I haven't brought it."

He sighed softly, "Forget it, I'll do it."

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhi became stubborn again, and insisted: "I'll do it."

"Okay." Songsang had no choice but to let go of the handle, and moved her buttocks back to make room for him, "Ride slower."

Yang Zhi stretched his long legs and sat up, handed the helmet to Songsang, "You have to hug me."

"Understood." Songsang buckled up his helmet, and wrapped his arms around Yangzhi's waist.

Only then did he start the little electric donkey with satisfaction.

Songsang has never hugged him like this before, but Yang Zhi often hugs himself in this position.Although Yangzhi is skinny, he is still a size bigger than Songsang, and his back is relatively broad, his waist is thin but fleshy, giving him an inexplicable sense of security when hugged.

Songsang felt a little baffled, what kind of security does a big man need.But he couldn't help tightening his hands.

It was noon when they arrived home, and Aunt Wang was already cooking in the kitchen. Seeing them coming back, she hurried forward to greet them.

"It's finally done." She looked at Songsang's legs, a little proud, after all, she was the one who took care of them for so long.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Songsang thanked with a smile.

"You're welcome." Aunt Wang hurried back to the kitchen again, "There is still soup in the pot. My son had broken a bone when he was mischievous before, and he was injured for a hundred days. He still needs to be taken care of."

Songsang quickly said yes.He really likes Aunt Wang, she is a good mother, and she takes care of him in every possible way, unequivocally.

Yangzhi was not very happy, and dragged Songsang back to the bedroom.As soon as the door was closed, the person was pressed onto the bed.

"When can we do it?" His eyes were bright, as if Songsang just nodded, and he could do it for him right away.

Of course Songsang couldn't, and said vaguely: "I just removed the plaster cast, let's take a bath first." A layer of skin could be felt on the leg.

Yang Zhi thought about it, finally nodded and let go.

Songsang breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed a piece of clothing and went into the bathroom.

The warm water washed over his body, and finally he was able to take a good bath. He couldn't move one leg, and he was so tired that he was sweating profusely even in pants.

Once half a month ago, he slipped on one leg because he couldn't stand still, and Yang Zhi rushed in without saying a word and carried him into the bathtub.And then... just stood there staring at his chest, motionless.Songsang covered it reflexively, and Yang Zhi came back to his senses.Songsang was blushed all over by this action of hers, and shouted, "Get lost!"

Yang Zhi stared at Songsang's face for a while, then floated out like a wandering spirit.

Really!Songsang complained bitterly while applying shower gel, what did you take me for, I'm not a fucking woman!

To be honest, Songsang felt that if this continued, he would really become a woman.

Just like when Aunt Wang pushed him out to buy vegetables a few days ago, she met a man in the supermarket and for some reason kept looking at his face.It made him so nervous, his first reaction was that he wouldn't like him.

how is this possible.

Thinking wildly, Songsang turned off the water, wiped her body with a bath towel, and went to put on the white T-shirt.

Did you realize that this T-shirt is not upright when you get it?In order to save trouble, when he bought clothes for Yang Zhi, he also bought them for himself, so many of their clothes are exactly the same.

But the size is different.

Songsang struggled for a while, but she still wore it on her body, which was better than being naked.Moreover, it may not be possible to discover that rough nerve by looking up.

Tsk, so what if you find out.

Yang Zhi was stunned when he saw Songsang coming out wiping his head. Songsang thought he had found out, and was a little embarrassed. Just when he was about to say that I will be replaced soon, Aunt Wang called them to eat.

Yang Zhi put away the book with normal expression, got out of bed and went to eat.

Songsang felt strange, so she didn't change her clothes.

"Aunt Wang, someday I will let you try my handicraft."

"Okay." Aunt Wang's smile was not pretty, but it made people feel warm. "My son has never cooked a meal since he was so old. Well, it will be nice to save me some time."

"It will be when he grows up."

"That's right." Aunt Wang took another piece of chicken for Songsang, "Eat more."

After Songsang finished eating a bowl of rice, Aunt Wang took his empty bowl to fill him with soup.Songsang was leaning on the chair to digest, when his upturned hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, stretched in from the wide neckline, touched his chest a little, and squeezed it gently.

His body straightened up reflexively, "Ah!" Songsang hurriedly lowered his voice when the voice came out, so that Aunt Wang in the kitchen could not hear it.He quickly hugged himself, "You, what are you doing!"

Yang Zhi looked at his fingers, and suddenly smiled at him.

Songsang felt very bad, very bad.