Hedgehog and Tiger

Yang Tang took a shower in the bathroom, this place was colder than their house, it was only September, and the autumn wind had already blown people's faces sorely.

The hot water kept washing his body, and his mind was very dull.

He was gone for over two years.

The man waited for him for more than two years.

Yang Tang wiped his face, it seemed that someone came in from outside, he stood hesitantly for a while and then hugged him from behind.

Yang Tang turned off the water, and heard the man say: "Brother... I don't know what to do with many things, and I don't know how to... But, but, teach me... teach me, okay... I will... Learn, I worked very hard. Don't ignore me..."

His little hedgehog, no matter what grievances he suffers, the thorns will not face him.

Even if it hurts, I have to put my soft belly on it again and again, even if it hurts.

Yang Tang turned around and hugged his waist, the man's shirt was already soaked, it was stuck to his chest, and he could see the beautiful curves inside.

He Xinchun's eyes were very red, but he didn't shed tears.

Yang Tang pressed him against the wall of the bathroom, this time he was already getting cold.There was always a leak in the bathroom, which made He Xinchun shiver.

Fingers ripped off the flimsy shirt.Yang Tang turned on the hot water, which drenched He Xinchun's hair.

As if feeling the heat source, He Xinchun pressed close to Yang Tang, and said in a nasal voice: "Brother Tang..."

"Rush out, it's time to catch a cold."

As Yang Tang said, wiped off the water from his face, took a bath towel and wrapped it around his body, and led the people outside.

The room was freezing cold and there was no heating.

Yang Tang turned on the air conditioner and adjusted it to over 30 degrees, then used a hair dryer to tidy up He Xinchun's messy hair.

The bed was warmed by the air conditioner, and He Xinchun felt sleepy as soon as he lay down, and insisted on waiting for Brother Tang to finish washing.

Yang Tang wiped his hair casually, then retreated into the bed, and said, "Do you want to chat today or tomorrow?"

"……today."

"It was because of my attitude that I hurt you. I apologize to you, little hedgehog." Yang Tang said, stroking He Xinchun's reddened eyes with his fingertips and said, "Grandma is very important to me, I may be a little anxious , Forgot that some things should not be said to you like that."

"Brother Tang..."

Only then did He Xinchun boldly rush into Yang Tang's arms.

His Brain Ax was subdued.

He has known Yang Tang for six years and been with him for five years.

It was the first time I heard Yang Tang say sorry.

It's not that he doesn't make mistakes, this person always insists on some inexplicable points, which makes people puzzled.

Today is a precedent.

Yang Tang hugged him sideways, and said, "What about you? Your stomach often feels uncomfortable?"

"Well... It started in my freshman year, I don't know why. I don't drink or smoke and eat three meals on time, but my stomach hurts from time to time."

Without that barrier, the little hedgehog also returned to his previous appearance, wantonly acting like a baby with his brain axe.

"Go back and check."

"I know."

Yang Tang listened to the man in his arms babbling a lot, his voice gradually became smaller and smaller until he was sound asleep.

While He Xinchun was busy tidying up, his grandma lay on the hospital bed and poked Yang Tang, saying, "Are you reconciled with him?"

Yang Tang froze for a moment, nodded, and said in a low voice, "I'm the one who messed up."

"You kid... the little classmate's heart is like a mirror, and he can see what you are thinking at a glance." The grandma peeled a pear with a fruit knife and said, "Grandma is so old, and many things are clear. You can You have to treat people better."

"I see, Grandma."

"Grandma, wild chrysanthemums are blooming outside. I'll ask the nurse sister for a wheelchair to take you out for a stroll." He Xinchun hopped into the room and put the kettle on the bedside.

Grandma cut the pear with a smile and said: "Little classmate, come here, grandma will peel the pear for you."

He Xinchun leaned over and said, "Grandma, you can eat it by yourself. You can't share the pears...not good. If I want to eat it, I will peel it myself."

"You're superstitious at a young age."

"It's better to believe it."

Yang Tang reached out and rubbed the back of He Xinchun's head.

The man looked back at him and said, "What's the matter, brother Tang?"

"...Grandma, I'll tell you something about your illness later."

"..."

"Oh, this wild chrysanthemum blooms really well." Grandma said in a wheelchair.

Yang Tang stepped forward, while no one was around, picked a flower and put it on his grandmother's blue waistcoat, and said: "I love you, Yan."

Grandma smiled, touched the wild chrysanthemum, and said: "Your mother, you walk slowly. I am always in a rush, and I often walk far away, only to find that she is still playing with birds and picking flowers slowly. If she doesn’t understand someone else’s game of Go, she has to look at it.”

"At that time, I always said that she didn't care about anything, and she would definitely be hated by her mother-in-law's family if she married. Now I sigh. It's good that she is like this. Walk slowly on the road to Huangquan, so I can catch up."

"Grandma...the operation is risky, but..."

Grandma interrupted Yang Tang and said, "Tangzi, grandma has lived long enough. You have someone to accompany you, so forget about grandma's wish. Do you remember the person next to our ward yesterday? That person died on the operating table."

"Grandma..."

"Grandma is not afraid of death, what grandma is afraid of is that it will be too late to say goodbye to you."

"..."