【Chenghua】Try love

Every day, every hour, every minute, every second, seems to be particularly difficult.After graduating from middle school, he has no deep and clear concept of time. He just reads, finishes class, draws, and then works like everyone else. He also goes to the supermarket in his spare time.I will go to the hospital when I am sick, and I have a favorite restaurant.Calm without waves, in fact, if he hadn't married Mr. Jotaro, he would have been like this forever, walking alone.But with someone you love by your side, those seemingly ordinary moments that you can get through alone are no longer ordinary.

A home for two, a family for two.

From the moment they walked into the church, their lives were destined to be together, no matter what happened, sickness, health, poverty, or wealth.They're all going to hold hands together.

do you promise?

I promise.

Life is no longer like their vows, every moment has a solemn sense of ritual.The room is full of traces of Mr. Jotaro's life, his coat, the ashtray in front of the sofa, the tie, the shoes in the entrance, and the banana pudding he bought in the refrigerator.When he brushed his teeth in the morning, the toothbrush Kujo Jotaro put in the mouthwash cup was a pair with Kakyoin's, one green and one blue.Kujo Jotaro's shaving lotion, his tie clip.When he washed his face, the air was filled with a pervasive familiar warm breath.There was also the damp smell of his skin on the towel.

Kakyoin didn't deliberately think about him.When he was sitting on the sofa playing games, he would think of Mr. Jotaro hugging him from behind, and the black-haired alpha would get sulky because he was too focused on the game, and would make trouble on purpose, with his slender fingers reaching into the buttons of his shirt to caress him The bare skin, fingertips rubbing against his chest made it soft, soft, thumb kneading, pinching and pulling.His breathing was dry and hoarse, and he was hiding and hiding, unable to escape the man's embrace.

When he was in trouble, Mr. Jotaro also played with him. He is not the kind who likes to play games very much. Apart from smoking and drinking, he is almost like a veteran cadre in his [-]s and [-]s.Get up early and go to bed late, work meticulously.A man who behaves decently and elegantly on the outside will carry an omega on his shoulders when he gets home.Kakyoin hugged a corner of the sofa, "No, I'm not going, there's still one round left. If you win, I'll be number one. Mr. Jotaro, you are too domineering!"

Kakyoin bit his shoulder in dissatisfaction, took off his hat, and reached out to ruffle his hair.So handsome, the man with wild curly hair is even more handsome, his heart is beating thumpingly.

Pressed on the snow-white sheets, kissed from forehead to toes.

"It's itchy... itchy... Jotaro... don't..."

His ankle was easily pinched by Jotaro Kujo, and he couldn't help laughing, it was so itchy, the instep and toes were very light when Mr. Jotaro's soft and plump lips touched it.His calf shrank and dodged, his ankle was stuck in the man's rough jaw, he couldn't dodge it, he couldn't escape.

The sunlight in the winter afternoon, like golden sunflowers in full bloom, spread on the two of them, giving them warmth.Everywhere is light, everywhere is bright.He was laughing and glowing too.Mr. Jotaro pinched his ankle, raised his long eyebrows, and looked at him with a slight smile.

Kakyoin opened his arms, and he hugged him.

There is also a can of cherries left by Jotaro in the refrigerator, fresh ones, with the leaves removed, cleaned, wiped clean one by one and put them in a glass bowl.Next to it are two boxes of matcha fresh milk, and at the bottom is Kakyoin's favorite mini cheesecake. He hasn't prepared too much, and he has been eating slowly recently.Jotaro was not around, and he was lazy in cooking. He cooked a lot of frozen food and ate slowly, with no appetite.

In fact, he can do it by himself, so many years have passed, and he has grown up well.Mr. Jotaro still regards him as a child without adult care, and the refrigerator is full.There are also his walnut rice balls and fried egg rolls in the bento box, which are neatly arranged in order.

The weather is still good and bad, and Mr. Jotaro is really too busy with work. He sent a message in the morning, and the man didn't have time to reply to him until evening.He was watching TV in the futon, the wind outside was blowing slowly, and when it was dark, he couldn't hear the rustling sound.It's too quiet, and I'm not used to it.

He Li made frequent phone calls, worried that it would be inconvenient for him to live alone, and it would be okay to move here for a while. The room in the empty house is very large, and Mr. Jotaro lived there all the time when he was a child.Kakyoin chatted with her very happily, but in the end it didn’t happen. The computer and drawings for work are all at home. Chibi needs someone to take care of him. Just the little guy’s incubator and food take up a lot of space. He also raises live mealworms .It is very troublesome to move, chibi has crawling branches and stones, and has his little paradise.

Thinking of this, he felt that this was already his and Mr. Jotaro's home.To move from one place to another requires only one bus ticket and two houses.This is also the home of chibi.

Kakyoin sat cross-legged under the quilt, feeling a slight pain in her lower back.It seems to be like this often recently, and my back will become sore after sitting for a long time.

He's on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

He was in the kitchen dealing with a disobedient potato when he received the call from the hospital.

The emergency call was turned on, and Kakyoin didn't have time to change clothes, so he took his mobile phone and wallet and took a taxi to go out. The weather outside was cold and dry.

The glass windows of the taxi were torn into long and blurred marks by the wind, and the streets were empty on both sides without many people.There were very few vehicles, and he encountered several red lights on the road, and he was anxious to wait.

The driver is a kind uncle, and told him that he will take him there as soon as possible, don't worry too much, it only takes ten minutes to get there.

Kakyoin thanked him repeatedly, and he kept staring at the clock on the phone screen all the way.

His father was sitting in the emergency room waiting for him. He went over to comfort him and sat aside, only to realize that his palms were also cold and sweaty.

A doctor came out. He went to inquire about his mother's condition, and was told that it was better to wait for a while. The condition is currently good. Although it was an emergency, it was delivered in time when she fainted, and it was not life-threatening.The cause of internal bleeding is being investigated.

It was probably late at night that the sleeping woman woke up.

The ambulance was called, and it was delivered quickly. Many procedures for medical treatment were not completed, and my father sat for several hours.He called for takeout and reheated it in the hospital microwave.They haven't seen each other for a long time, and the meeting between father and son is still the same as before.His temper is much milder than that of his mother, he wears glasses, and has been immersed in the study all these years, restrained and gentle.Many things are still the mother's work.Huajingyuan went to pay the fee and changed to a quiet ward. The little nurse was quite easy to talk to.It's just that there are many people who get sick and catch a cold in winter, and the first and second floors are full. I asked him if he could move to a higher floor.

Facing south, the sun is very good, which is conducive to the recovery of patients, but the cost is relatively expensive, and there are elevators up and down the stairs.

Kakyoin nervously swiped the card.

The examination results came out in the early morning, and he stayed up all the time. His father was taking care of his mother in the ward. He took a taxi home and picked up the clothes of the two of them.When I got back to the hospital, it was already two o'clock, the bushes were covered with thick frost, the stars were cold, and the night was foggy.

He was so busy that he was dizzy and didn't dare to fall asleep.

The doctor told him that he needed an operation. It was originally a benign tumor, but now it is compressing a nerve, so he has symptoms of internal bleeding.The operation is simple and has a success rate of 80.00%.

Kakyoin had a sore nose, and asked in a hoarse voice, there is still a 20.00% possibility, will something go wrong.

The doctor looked at him and smiled in relief. The doctor can't guarantee it, but he has done this kind of operation on many people, so don't worry too much.He survived on the tip of the knife, please tell him the patient's peace of mind.

Huajingyuan looked at the gray circles under his eyes. The doctor in charge looked about 50 years old. He didn't look old, but looked very friendly. His hair was a lot grayer, and the smell of disinfectant alcohol was very strong.A layer of skin washed away from rough wrists.

He thought of his father, the signs of aging on a man over fifty were already obvious.

The mother was lying on the hospital bed and fell asleep. When she just woke up, the two met once.After talking for a while, Mrs. Kakyoin was far more energetic than she looked thin. She told Kakyoin not to worry too much no matter what happened.The doctor patted her on the shoulder, she smiled as usual, her eyes were gentle and firm.Those strengths that do not match the years, with a bitter medicinal smell on her body, slowly entangle Huajingyuan.

Unexplainable softness and soreness flooded his heart like a tide, but he remained calm, sat beside her obediently, and told her that she was fine and that it was not a big problem.The doctors have been there too, trust them.

Father also smiled and said yes.Don't be afraid, he holds mother's hand.

The mother gave him a reproachful look, and the father didn't mind either. There was a faint blush on her face, and she still gently separated her fingers and held his father's hand.

He made an excuse to rest for a while, and throughout the day and night, Kujo Jotaro called several times.He missed it all.

Thinking about how to speak to him, it seems that no matter what you say, you can't lie to Mr. Jotaro well.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would not be able to hold back the sobs in his throat.

The phone vibrated, and Kakyoin sat in the empty corridor and answered the call. The lights were very bright at night, and the hospital was always brightly lit.In a clean and bright place without temperature, the smell of moist medicine filled his nostrils, and his throat was damp.

"Jotaro."

"Well, are you asleep?"

"Yeah," Kakyoin took a deep breath, and heard a low voice, Mr. Jotaro's voice was tired, and he was very familiar with it.Smoked a lot of cigarettes.

"I kind of miss you," he whispered to him.

"Only a little?" Kujo Jotaro asked him.

"There are many." Many, many, too many, so much that his heart couldn't hold it.

"Wait until I get back," Mr. Jotaro said in a low voice.

He thought he would be very scared, but Mr. Jotaro's voice gave him courage again. He sat under the bright light, and the surrounding was very quiet, and he could hear the clear wind outside the window.Winter is always unpredictable, but on a sunny night, the temperature begins to drop.He huddled beside Jotaro Kujo, not feeling the cold that could easily pierce his bones.

His mother had probably fallen asleep, and he was sitting where he was. The nurses on duty late at night didn't move around much. There were very few patients on their floor, and those movements were far away.

It was a little cold, and he stroked the skin with small bumps on his wrist.Leaning on the seat, there was a tingling pain behind the base of the ear, and the pain was a little numb.He suffered from insomnia for too long, and his back was so sore that he didn't know what went wrong.When he sat down, he was almost sore and limp, barely holding on to his energy, changed into a comfortable posture, leaned against the wall, and slightly closed his eyelids.

The red-haired woman stood a few meters away and watched him with her eyes closed.He answered the phone, it should be Jotaro's kid, Noriaki would only show that smile when talking to him, he yawned lazily, a little sleepy, and he was reluctant to hang up the phone, he opened his mouth to say something to the other side What the guy said and ended up saying nothing, I'm fine.She heard him say that, miss you very much, he smiled, a little shy and a little sour.He frowned aggrievedly.

She looked cute, just like when he was a child, every time he couldn't say what he wanted to say, this time he could say it, but he was reluctant to say it.

He has always been a very kind and lovely child, how could Mrs. Kakyoin not know what kind of person her child is.

There was a lot of fog on the morning of the operation, and my father went down to buy breakfast and came back wet with moisture, and he was always careless.The mother got up and took a tissue to wipe the water off his shoulders and arms.Father just smiled softly, kindly and kindly.In addition to his academic excellence, he is a slightly clumsy person. His mother enjoys his naivety, and she takes care of everything in an orderly manner.

The several hours of waiting for the operation were extraordinarily torturous. He never felt that every minute and every second was like sitting on pins and needles. With his father by his side, he must not be vulnerable.

Everything is fine.

The mother woke up quickly, the effect of the anesthesia had not passed, her muscles were sore and numb, she beckoned to her father to take out all the garbage in the ward, and the rest of Huajingyuan sat beside her.

She gently held Kakyoin's hand, "It's all right. It's all right."

He called out, "Mom," and couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

Mother laughed, her eyes were still a little red, "Is your waist still sore?"

Kakyoin shook her head, she had already seen that he was not feeling well, and she remembered the sourness he tried to hide, the fear that had nowhere to rest.

"Jotaro called me," she said softly, in a thin, tired voice, "and he was worried about you."

"After you got married, I have been very worried about handing you over to Mr. Kongtiao. He is excellent and a good child, and so is my child. Except for life and death, I can rest assured when I see that you are all well." She Smiled, "Have you been to the hospital for an examination?"

Kakyoin shook his head in confusion, "Check what?"