Brother Ene?

This is a man's name, and the title is so intimate, this person must be very important to him.

Could it be ......

What really happened to him in the past?

He is a heavy drinker all day long, does it have anything to do with this person named Brother Ene?

Tsing Yi's heart was a mess, and he couldn't say what it felt.

But it's true that it's uncomfortable.

When Tsing Yi was thinking nonsense, the drunkard in a coma suddenly had a convulsion.

I woke up with my eyes open.

Tsing Yi was taken aback, and then said happily: "Xiao Han." ”

"You woke up, how did you feel? Does my heart still hurt? ”

“……”

“…… Xiaohan? ”

Seeing that the drunkard was the same as before, his eyes were wide, staring at the top motionless, his eyes were empty, and he looked like he had lost his soul, the smile on Tsing Yi's face slowly disappeared, and his heart rose again.

"Xiaohan?"

"Can you hear me?"

"Xiaohan?"

"You, don't scare me, what's wrong with you?" He touched the drunkard's forehead and touched his face, but the drunkard still didn't respond.

"Tell me, Xiaohan?"

Tsing Yi was about to get up to ring the emergency bell at the head of the bed, when the drunkard, who had been motionless, blinked his eyes.

"Xiaohan?"

“……”

"Xiaohan?"

The drunkard rolled his eyes slightly, and his empty eyes gradually returned to clarity.

It's just that he still didn't answer Tsing Yi.

"Can you hear me?"

As soon as his hand was empty, Tsing Yi subconsciously lowered his eyes to take a look, but saw that the drunkard withdrew his hand from his hand.

Tsing Yi was slightly stunned for a moment, and then looked over, but saw the drunkard slowly curled up his thin body.

Then he hugged his head, grabbed his short hair with both hands, and curled up into a ball and shrunk into the quilt, his forehead was about to touch his knees, and his body began to tremble.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt in your body? Tsing Yi reached out and touched the drunkard's face, but he felt the warmth of his hand, and immediately panicked, and stood up to find a doctor.

But I heard a sobbing sound.

Tsing Yi paused, turned to look at the drunkard on the hospital bed, whose body was trembling more and more.

Stunned, he raised his hand and looked at his palm, and then he realized that this was not a cold sweat, but tears.

“…… Xiao Han. ”

Tsing Yi shouted at him, his voice full of panic.

He reached out and touched the drunkard's head, not knowing what to do for a moment.

He had never seen him cry except for the last time he was found hiding in the hospital and carrying his illness alone, and he shed tears because of guilt.

He had thought about all kinds of situations that might be bad when the drunkard woke up, and he might even vomit blood like the previous time, and the pain was so painful that he seemed to die, but he never thought that he would cry.

Listening to the drunkard's increasingly irrepressible cry, Tsing Yi slowly came back to his senses.

"Xiao Han." He sat down on the edge of the bed again, bent down close to him, and reached out to gently hug his trembling body, chin against his head.

"What's wrong, does it hurt?"

"Don't be afraid, brother is here."

"What's wrong? Tell my brother. He coaxed him like a child, coaxing him very softly, for fear that his tone would be heavy and make him feel wronged.

I don't know if it's because of Tsing Yi's comforting words, the drunkard's emotions were not appeased, but cried more and more fiercely.

"Don't scare me, what the hell is going on." Tsing Yi's heart clenched together, and he was so scared that he couldn't do it.

If the drunkard doesn't speak, he just cries, and the more he cries, the more fierce he becomes, as if he wants to cry and die.