Xueba loves to answer me and ignores me

Before dinner, the nurse came in to change Sugakoshi's dressing. He didn't want me to see him, so he said he was hungry and asked me to buy food for him.

lame reason.

The two of us have been eating in the afternoon, obviously trying to send me away.

I promised well, and squatted in the corner as soon as I went out, peering through the open door.

Sugakoshi sat on the bed with his back to me, and half took off his clothes, exposing his bandaged back and arms.

It turned out that he had not only injured his arm.

The nurse sister took tweezers and carefully removed the blood-oozing bandages from all around. Every time she moved, I heard Sugakoshi making a 'hissing' sound, but I couldn't see his face. I think he must be frowning at this moment.

The bandage seemed to be wound on by himself. I heard the sister nurse educating him, saying that the place where he was burned was already inflamed and festered, and the bandage was tightly stuck to the flesh. Drop it, and pick out the middle pieces with a sterilized needle.

I covered my mouth trying not to make a sound.

I couldn't help but think: Why is Suga Yue so strong, I would have cried out in pain.

The arm was the most seriously injured. The originally white arm was covered with dark yellow blisters. Because the bandage was wrapped too tightly, several large ones were squeezed, and the blood and pus flowed down the arm. Vague.

I really couldn't stand it anymore, covered my mouth and quietly backed away, and bought some white porridge at the entrance of the hospital with red eyes.

The old man who bought the porridge was very enthusiastic, saying that I was the last customer, and poured out all the porridge in the pot to me.

After packing the lunch box, she held me with her old hand, took out a tissue from her pocket tremblingly, wiped it from the corner of my eyes to the end of my eyes, and said kindly: "Young man, don't cry, the old lady can see me My heart aches to death."

My nose was sore, and the unsatisfactory tears kept falling: "Grandma, my boyfriend is hurt so badly...I want to help him, but I can't meddle in his family affairs..."

The old man was hard of hearing and couldn't hear clearly. She thought I was talking about 'girlfriend' and dragged me to chat with her booth for a long time.

It is said that when two people get along, they should leave a little private space for each other, and turn a blind eye to some things, so that the relationship between the two can last long.

I can't argue with her, and I don't agree with her.

I can't turn a blind eye to Sugakoshi, not just because he's my boyfriend.

Even if he's just a friend, I'd want to help, in the words of my brother, 'I'm free to fuck. '.

Carrying the cold porridge back to the ward, Sugakoshi had already changed his medicine and was packing his luggage.

I raised my eyes and saw that I was back, walked over to catch the thing in my hand, bent down and asked, "Where did you go? Why are your eyes red?"

I raised my hand to cover my eyes so he wouldn't see it, and buzzed, "It's windy outside."

Kangoshi looked at the motionless leaves outside the window and rubbed my drooping head without making a sound.

I asked, "Are you leaving the hospital?"

He picked up his bag, took my hand and walked out: "Well, the discharge procedures have been completed in advance."

"Don't you want to stay one more day?"

"I can't stop, it's not good to always leave you with the memories of being in the hospital together. When we get old and think about our youth, if we are all in the hospital, wouldn't it be too miserable?"

I nodded: "It seems to be."

"Don't you drink the porridge?"

Jian Yue smiled without saying a word, and gave the porridge to the little sister in the same ward.

We both went back to school.

They left one after another in the morning, but came back together at night.

Suga Koshi asked me to make papers outside, and he went in to take a bath.

Although I was holding the pen in my hand, my mind was not on it. The more I thought about it, the more irritable I became, so I simply stopped the spinning pen, and shouted to the bathroom as smoothly as possible: "Suga Koshi, how did you get hurt?"

Sugako didn't speak.

I knew he heard it because the sound of the water had stopped.

I didn't force him, I walked outside the bathroom door and whispered, "Suga Koshi, don't carry it alone, okay?"

"I can help you, even if it's only a little bit. Don't bear the unhappy things alone, okay?"

"Suga, you are my boyfriend, and I am your boyfriend too."

I have said everything I can. If Suga Koshi still doesn’t want to say it, I will secretly investigate it myself. Anyway, I will not let him get hurt alone. I hope he can have real happiness, including physical and mental.

The bathroom door handle turned, and I took half a step back, waiting for Sugashi to come out and give me his answer.

Suga Koshi walked out of the cloud of misty water with his half-naked body, his skin exposed to the air was bright red.

I waited for him to speak, but he just stood on the steps and looked down at me condescendingly, facing my eyes for about half a minute, then suddenly stretched out his arms and wrapped them around my neck, pressed down and buried himself next to my ear, and vomited first. He took a breath of hot air and said softly, "Baby, my body hurts so much, please give me a breath."

There was a little tiredness in the deep voice.

The author says:

I stayed up all night tonight to make up for the delay caused by physical reasons. I'm really sorry for the cuties. I will make up for you today.