old man

It took the old man a long time to get up from the bed with great difficulty. He reached out his hand and felt between his legs. It was sticky and bloodshot, and he was a little injured.

His heart was hollow, as if a large piece had been gouged out.

The old man twitched his nose and covered his face with his hands.

After a long time, he patted himself vigorously to cheer himself up.He dug out his mobile phone from the pile of clothes, found his brother's number and dialed it.

Over and over again, just when he thought the call might never get through, his younger brother answered it.

The old man's voice was hoarse, and his mind was blank. He obviously wanted to say a lot, but when he was facing the silence on the other end of the microphone, he could only speak one sentence.

"I'm in so much pain..."

After he said this, he clearly heard his younger brother's heavy breathing, which was very rapid and full of anger.

The old man rubbed his sore eyes: "Why don't you listen to me?"

The younger brother replied stiffly, "What do you want to say?"

The old man stared blankly at his palm, which was pale and bloodless.

He whispered: "You are always so self-willed and have a bad temper. When you were young, you still listened to me, but when you grow up, you will not look good."

Brother: "That's all you want to say?"

The old man said wearily: "What do you want to hear? Listen to me saying I love you? How could I not love you?"

Brother: "I don't want to listen to this, you know, I just want to be your man."

The old man: "..."

Brother: "If you can't figure out what I want...maybe..."

The old man: "Why do you always force me? We've lived together for so many years, wouldn't we be us without those loves?!"

He lost control, and his whole body was about to collapse. The pain in his body and heart tortured him to the point of going crazy.

He was very angry: "You are always like this, always like this!"

The younger brother's voice also became louder: "Yes, I am like this! You just found out today! If you call me to preach, forget it!"

The old man clenched the hem of his clothes and shouted loudly: "I don't want you to go! Can you come back!"

The phone was quiet for a long time, and suddenly there was a chuckle, and the younger brother replied bitterly: "Actually, I just want to hear this...you..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong noise suddenly came from the microphone, which stimulated the old man's eardrums, causing him to instinctively pull the phone away.

The strong sound that followed, even from a long distance, faintly reached the old man's ears.

He looked at the phone, brought the microphone to his ear with trembling hands, and said "Hello" carefully.

The only response to him was the hang up sound of "beep beep".

The old man called back and turned off the phone.

At that moment, his mind was buzzing, and he flipped through Diqian's phone with his sweaty fingers. His fingertips were so wet that he couldn't slide the screen for a long time.

The old man rubbed his hands vigorously on the clothes, and murmured: "Don't, don't panic, it's okay, it's okay, don't panic."

His teeth chattered, and his heart ached badly.

he knows.

Something must have happened to my brother.

He has this intuition.