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I feed him little by little with a spoon, and wipe off with paper if there is any leakage.

Speaking of which, there is something that makes me very proud.

Whenever others feed him, he always eats very little, but when I feed him, he eats a lot and tastes delicious.As for why it smells delicious, he has eaten so much, isn't it delicious?

He doesn't open his mouth when he's full, and he grumbles if the person who feeds him doesn't respond.Although he couldn't hear what he was muttering, it was a tone of rejection.

Seeing that he didn't open his mouth to eat the porridge, I ate most of his remaining bowl of porridge, and then put the porridge on the coffee table first.

"Let's go to bed."

I spoke loudly and slowly into his ear, and when I finished speaking, I heard a hmm in his throat.

After the request was approved, I supported him with both hands, and then I got up from the recliner first, and then supported his back with one hand and hugged him through his knees with the other hand.

After putting him on the bed, I also lay down on it, and I put my head against his ear to report to him the results of the monthly exam.

Although I used to be tired of studying, since last year, I started to study very hard in school.

Although it took a long time to take care of him these past few days, and it took a lot of energy to chat with him and read books, etc., but also what he brought to me was the word "cherish" in the form of life.

I made a lot of progress in this exam, and my grades reached the top ten in the class. He seemed very happy too, smiling at the corner of his mouth and moving his wrist.

Seeing this, I stretched out my hand, and after he touched my hand, he began to gesture tremblingly.

He is writing, and his writing is very slow and irregular. I have to follow his gestures carefully to judge, but he can't write too many characters, and he can't write complicated characters at this time, so I can almost recognize it.

What he wrote was: happy.

"If you are happy, how will you reward me?"

I moved closer to him, almost leaned against him, and asked in his ear.

After asking, he grabbed my hand, but didn't continue, just kept holding it like this, I also held his hand back, and then said to him: "Today is your birthday, I made a cake, I Push you to the living room to eat."

After finishing speaking, he scratched my palm, which meant good.

I got up and carried him into his wheelchair and went to the living room.

The cake was still on the porch cabinet at the door. After I brought the cake over, I went to close all the shiny things in the room, including the set-top box under the TV cabinet.

Although he can't see it, there is still an atmosphere.

I lit nineteen candles one at a time, and the nineteen candles were filled with the cake, emitting a warm fire light. I think he should also feel the heat.

"Here, the greeting card I wrote."

I leaned over to talk to him in his ear, and handed him a small card. He pinched the card and then took my finger. I opened my palm and let him draw on it.

This time I wrote "what".

"It's nothing, just wish my Huo Songsong a happy birthday."

I smiled and told him in his ear that what I saw in my eyes were a few lines of words illuminated by the candlelight:

My life is still short, only seventeen years old, and I am lucky to meet my lover.May my love not be lost, may my love last forever, and wish you a happy birthday.

If it is so sour, if I write in plain language, I will really lose my eyesight, so I choose to write in a subtle way.

I smiled to myself in my heart, and then said to him: "Quickly make a wish."

While talking, I raised my hand to cover his eyes, just like most people do on their birthdays, after about a minute or two, he let out a hmm from his throat.

"Then I'll blow out the candles for you."

After finishing speaking, I got up and blew out the candles, and the room became dark all of a sudden. It took me a while to get used to the darkness, and I could see the cake clearly by the moonlight.

After taking down those candles, I cut a piece of cake, squatted halfway in front of him with the cake and was at the same height as him, then used a fork to get a little cream and fed it to him.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

I was dumbfounded.

"I really want to kiss you."

I couldn't help it, I said this sentence, but he didn't seem to hear it, and continued to lick the cream slowly, which made me want to kiss him more and more.

I leaned towards him sharply and he seemed to sense me approaching him and stopped licking the cream.

"Huo Song, can I kiss you?"

I asked him, but not as loudly as I would when talking to him, and not into his ear.

He sticks out his tongue, but instead of licking the cream, he sticks his tongue between his lips.

I stuck it to his forehead, and then lightly pressed it against his mouth.

For the first moment, I thought I was flying, otherwise how could I see heaven?I want to tell the angels to take care of Huo Song when he arrives in the future.

Before I could look for the angel, his tongue stuck out, telling me to call me back to God, but I felt that I had already started to weaken, if I was not afraid that he would hurt if I pressed him, then I would definitely lean into him directly. arms.

His tongue couldn't stick out much, he could only lick it around my mouth, with a creamy taste, I stretched my tongue over to lick the creamy tongue.

Soft, wet and cool, like sweet jelly, better than the one in my dream.

I tried to put it into his mouth, and he also accepted me. I slowly licked the lips that I imagined many times on weekdays, and reclaimed every inch of the place that I had never reached.

Not only that, I threw the cake in my hand to the ground, and hugged him very hard.

In other words, restraint, restrain yourself hard, in case if you really hug him tightly, he will hurt.

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