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He knew that the road was not so easy, but he was very scared and had no bottom. Full text without ads

He finally moved to the man he had never forgotten, and he finally reached out his hand, a hand with round fingertips, to touch his shoulder.

Haven't touched it yet.

It's still two inches away.

The man suddenly turned around and hugged the astonished doctor by the waist. Hold tight.

The divine doctor was stunned for a moment, stiffened for a moment, and gradually relaxed. Gradually smiling.

I gradually relaxed.

Gradually pleasant.

Because he felt more and more that this thin man was not so weak as he seemed on the surface, he was feeling the tenacious vitality from his strong arm, feeling the unique domineering and intimacy.

The doctor wanted to ask him how he was doing, to confirm and explain what to reveal, and to put him in a more comfortable place, such as a bed, but he did not move.

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At this moment, no one wants to speak.

One stands, one sits. This lasted for a long time.

For a long time.

Canghai hugged him and clinged to him, with his cold body. It lasted for a long time.

For a long time.

The rain has finally fallen.

It's finally falling.

Everyone has moments of vulnerability. When, where, and in whose eyes will you show it, and will you give up your humblest side to him?

I have always loved him, and I have humbly loved him.

Transcend all the emotions in the world, transcend love, and gender.

It's like loving the bamboo forest, the breeze, the sunshine, the rain and dew, and the little love him.

The doctor didn't hug him. Just standing with his hands down. He is willing to be his bamboo forest, breeze, sunshine, rain and dew, whatever he needs. It's just that sometimes the weather doesn't listen to you.

But the heavens still contain you, and the earth still carries you.

No one can compare to heaven and earth, so let me be a cloud above your head and a piece of soil under your feet.

I do.

The rain was falling. It's been a long time.

For a long time.

After a long time, some other rain-like thoughts fell softly on the sea sky, and he woke up.

He raised his head, and in the medicinal fragrance of lilies, he was facing the smiling face of the divine doctor. His smile was special. Love, gentleness, helplessness, joy. And a little bit of heartache.

Mild angina pectoris-like heartache.

Canghai still hugged him, tilted his head and smiled at him gently.

Immediately I saw his expression change to satisfaction.

Canghai's smile disappeared without a trace. He let go of his hands and turned to face the table again. Looked at the bloody tea set. The doctor was still standing in place.

The sea lowered his eyes, rolling his eyes, and saw the hem of his clothes and the tips of his shoes. Slowly raise your head again.

Blinked.

“...... Che ......"

"Huh?" the doctor replied gently.

Canghai raised his head and said, "Why do you have an empathetic expression?"

The divine doctor smiled and asked, "Did you really bite your tongue?"

Canghai asked, "What about the little shell?"

The doctor said, "I locked him in the pharmacy and told him to reflect." ”

Canghai nodded. Gritted his teeth and got up slowly, but he still swayed. The doctor picked him up and laid him on the bed.

Glancing at the window on the side, and the big mulberry tree outside the window, I seemed to be stunned for a moment.

The divine doctor moved a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, pulled Canghai's hand, and Canghai withdrew his hand.

The doctor said, "Then tell me, how many times did you vomit blood today?"

Canghai glanced at him lightly, slipped down, and lay on the pillow.

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