I sell my ass to support my sweetheart

When I woke up, I smelled a hospital-specific smell of disinfectant.

Lishu sat on the head of my bed alone, there was no one else but him.

"you're awake."

I said, "What's wrong with me."

"The doctor said you have hypoglycemia."

He helped me cover the quilt and said: "Don't think about it, just rest first."

"What about the activities in the group?"

"With us, it's fine."

I suddenly felt uncomfortable for no reason.

"What's wrong, does it hurt somewhere?"

I shook my head and said with tears: "I can't find my phone."

Lishua handed me the phone: "Isn't it right here? Hold it."

I made a sweet call.

"Yang Yang? Why did you call me?"

"I miss you woo woo woo".

"I'm always here, don't cry."

I cried more and more loudly, I couldn't control it at all.

Librush pulled the paper for me, his hands were slow and messy.