Xueba loves to answer me and ignores me

"hu~hu~"

Sugakoshi sat on my bed and I knelt behind him.

When he took a shower, he took off the bandage himself, and poured scalding hot water on the wound. At this moment, the festered place became more red and swollen, and the bright red blood flowed down his back.

I borrowed cotton swabs and alcohol from the dormitory next door, breathed on the festering place, suppressed the pain in my heart, and disinfected and cleaned him bit by bit.

Because he couldn't do it, the process was extremely long, but he didn't hear a muffled grunt, so he probably endured it all.

He suddenly held down my trembling hand, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said softly, "Don't do it."

I covered my face with my arms and asked him in a muffled voice, "Aren't you afraid of leaving scars?"

He took my hand away, pulled me into his arms along my waist, gently touched the corner of my downturned mouth with his warm lips, and said casually, "I want to leave a scar."

He kissed again: "Do you still remember what you asked me about the night before the holiday?"

I nodded ignorantly, the fingertips stained with his blood left a mark on his hot cheek, the whole person looked charming but sad.

The sentence "I saw my biological mother that day." made my eyes widen.

Didn't his mother abandon him and go away?How come back again.

Kan Yue smiled, but the corners of his mouth turned down.

"She's doing well, and the whole family is fine."

"Her little son is very good-looking, maybe not as high as my knees, very cute, much cuter than when I was a child."

I stopped him from saying that he was not good, Kan Yue is the best in my heart, no one is cuter than him, even if there is, I will not admit it!

"It's okay," Suga Koshi held my pouting lips, "They're eating across the street from me."

"French food. Her taste hasn't changed after all these years."

"I stood at the side of the zebra crossing for a long time, and the traffic lights turned several times. I was reluctant to leave, but I didn't dare to disturb their happy family time together."

"It's a pity to say that the mother in my memory has never smiled so happily, whether it is facing my father or facing me, so I want to remember her smile and replace her with a sad face in memory."

Although Suga Koshi smiled the whole time, I could still hear a trace of discomfort from his words.

I straddled him, took him into my arms for the first time, and patted his slightly curved back without haste, comforting him: "Where is the shop? We don't eat with them, I'll take you How about going to eat?"

He really put his arms around my waist in this uncomfortable position, like an insecure child looking for his mother, took a deep breath on my chest, and then raised his head and said: "I don't like French food, I've always liked French food. do not like to eat."

I asked again: "So you went to see her yesterday?"

Kan Yue lowered his eyes and blinked his eyelashes twice: "I couldn't resist following their family to the hotel where they stayed."

"I went after you left. I stayed in the bookstore opposite the hotel until the father and son left before I dared to go to her."

Looking at the redness and swelling on his body, I seemed to guess it. I was a little unwilling to listen any more, so I quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from recalling the painful experience.

He still said "It doesn't matter." Then he took my hand, crossed his fingers, and buried it in my throbbing chest. He said in a low voice but with every word clearly: "She didn't recognize me."

"I said my name, but she still said she didn't know me."

"She must be enjoying her current life, that's why she is so eager to drive me away."

He swallowed, and said with a wry smile: "The quality of the kettle in the hotel is pretty good."

I couldn't bear it any longer, I covered his mouth with trembling hands, and cried, "Please, don't talk about it, don't think about it anymore, okay?"

He continued to smile, but the pool of water in his eyes overflowed.

This was the first time I saw him cry in a real sense. The last time he covered his eyes, this time I watched his tears fall down the corner of his mouth from a straight-up angle.

He cried beautifully, reminding me of the rose petals in the morning, the dewdrops are weightless on the tips of the petals, crumbling, falling to the mundane world and mixed into the soil.

Yes, his tears can come from joy, from excitement, from satisfaction...

Can all emotions except sadness.

Tears entered his mouth, but Kan Yue stretched out his tongue and licked it, and said bitterly: "Let it leave a scar, and let me remember not to have any illusions about impossible things."

"Gu Xingzhi, I really envy you."

"Although your mother passed away, she was looking forward to your birth with all her heart."

"As for me, no one seems to want me to exist in this world. I'm just a worthless baggage."

"No one wants it, and no one wants it."

I tried my best to let him feel my presence, and said my heart without saying a word: "Suga Koshi."

"I want."

"No matter what you look like, I want it, I don't want it, I have to, I want it all."

"If your father hits you again, I'll hit him. I'm not afraid of being accused by others. I'm shameless. If your mother doesn't want you, I want you. I can't tell what I can compare with her."

"But I love you, she doesn't love you, that's enough."

He redoubled his efforts.

The two of us are like vines on a longevity tree, tightly intertwined and dependent on each other.

After a long time, I finally heard his reply.

"Okay."