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Yan Lang is really helpless, facing such a pitiful Lu Zhizhi, I am afraid that even an Alpha can't bear it.

It's just that the hearing aid accompanied Lu Zhizhi's explanation that as long as there is a trace of hearing, he can use the words, which once again set off the scar in his heart.Hot and bloody, he tore open the wound he had finally closed, and threw a handful of salt on it.

It hurts to death.

Yan Lang gritted his teeth, and even added a touch of paleness to his lips that were not dark at all.He clutched his chest, feeling a little helpless.

Seeing that his condition was not good, Lu Zhizhi realized that his good intentions turned out to be bad.Hastily stretched out his hand to explore the lock of the bar board, rushed in and let Yan Lang lean on him.

Yan Lang's body temperature was higher than that of Lu Zhizhi's, and the dry and hot breath rushed out from his panting nose, and sprayed on Lu Zhizhi's neck and hair roots.But he didn't care about the distance that should have been ambiguous, he just kept holding Yan Lang's hand, and kept saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry".

Yan Lang couldn't hear, but he could see clearly.

Lu Zhizhi kept repeating the same word with his mouth opening and closing, he could guess it even if he guessed it.Lu Zhizhi kept apologizing to him, but what's the matter with Lu Zhizhi?

He just cared about himself, thinking that he would have a good day, so why should he have to suffer because all thoughts in his heart were lost.Lu Zhizhi, obviously like a little sun, always accompanied him in a gentle and lovely way.

When he is sad and frustrated, when he is happy and happy.

Yan Lang carefully raised Lu Zhizhi's hand that was holding him, tightened his five fingers and used a little strength, and squeezed Lu Zhizhi's soft little hand in his palm.

He raised his head, his eyes were shining, and he could see that Lu Zhizhi's frowning brows were also relaxed.

"Thank you."

With a low-pitched tone as Lu Zhizhi thought, accompanied by Lu Zhizhi's eyes filled with astonishment, Yan Lang spit out these two words from his mouth.He couldn't hear his own voice, so he didn't know if what he was saying was unpleasant, and if Lu Zhizhi could understand it.But he still chose to pronounce these two words with his own vocal cords, was it just for gratitude?

Not really.

Lu Zhizhi was at a loss when he heard the overly clear thank you.Yan Lang's sudden utterance gave Lu Zhizhi an unreal illusion. He touched his ears, but it was clearly collected from his auricles.

it is true.

"Yan Lang, can you speak?"

Yan Lang looked at Lu Zhizhi with misty eyes, shook his head and pointed to his ears, then to his mouth, and said again with the pronunciation in his memory, "I can't hear you."

His articulation is far from that of normal people, and the tones he made along the way made people feel very uncomfortable.Even if it wasn't for Lu Zhizhi being in the situation, he might still not understand what Yan Lang said.

Lu Zhizhi's eyes were extremely bitter.

He understood that this was caused by the sudden deafness of a formerly hearing person.They have forgotten how to pronounce it, and can only rely on the tone they remember to speak, but they can't hear what they are saying. The twisted tone makes people laugh and sad.

"Did you hear it before?"

Yan Lang looked at the six words typed by Lu Zhizhi for a moment, but still nodded.

"Then why can't you hear again?"

Yan Lang pondered, but still shook his head.That was a disaster that he never wanted to mention. In natural and man-made disasters, there will always be poor people like him who bear the brunt of the victims.He didn't know whether the accident was man-made or just because the school's investigation was not strict enough.

Regardless of the reason, no matter what compensation policy the school proposes afterwards.A star like him, who was supposed to rise slowly and shine high in the sky, passed by beautifully like a shooting star, and never disappeared between heaven and earth.

Poor?

certainly.If he had been quiet from the moment he was born, he would have admitted it.But it happened that he was only 24 years old when he survived this catastrophe. The city wall he built with strength suddenly collapsed when the doctor shook his head and told him that the treatment was almost minimal.

Such a him, even his dearest relatives and friends are unwilling to open his heart, so how can he be willing to show his heart dripping with blood to Lu Zhizhi.

"I won't ask you anymore, I'm sorry." Lu Zhizhi hurriedly apologized, even his eyes became wet, looking like he was about to cry in the next second.

Yan Lang stretched out his hand and rubbed Lu Zhizhi's hair, it was so soft that people couldn't put it down.He smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

"I can't hear at all in my ears, thanks for the hearing aid, it's... useless."

Seeing that Lu Zhizhi still looked pitiful, his heart softened.Just like the snowy day in winter coincides with the bright sun, and the warmth rushes straight to the chest.

There is only one person left in front of him, Lu Zhizhi.

But he can't, he has to stay far away from the branch of the road, a little further away.How can he be worthy of Lu Zhizhi, who is like the warm spring sun? A person like him deserves to be in the shadows all his life.

He is not worthy.

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I am not worthy