you're nothing but scum

Liang Liang was very angry when he found out that I started to stop taking medicine.

He scolded loudly: "Mo Le, is there something wrong with you?! Did I borrow your money to let you buy the medicine and get worms?!"

I just rolled over and put the quilt over my head.

However, Liang Liang desperately pulled down my quilt and shouted: "What are you pretending to be a coward! What did Yao Jiu tell you? Why don't you take medicine?! What a nerve!!"

Probably because it was too loud, there was a knock on the door of our room.

Liang Liang scolded "grass" and went to open the door. I was buried under the quilt and heard Lin Luo's voice.

"It's none of your business!" Liang Liang was probably really annoyed by me, he had never talked to Lin Luo in this tone before.

Lin Luo faltered and hawed.

"Get out! I don't have time to talk to you!" After a while, the door slammed, and Liang Liang walked back to the bed and shouted, "Mo Le, I order you to lift the quilt right now!"

I ignored him, so what can I do?Anyway, you never beat me in fights.

"Fuck! You're really pretending to be deaf!" Liang Liang's footsteps lingered beside the bed.

He walked back and forth violently by the bed twice, and said in a low voice, "I want to ask what the hell Yao Jiu told you..."

I heard his footsteps as if he really wanted to go out and go downstairs, so I immediately lifted the quilt and said coldly, "Aren't you afraid of being beaten by him now?"

"It's a big deal, I really brought Tang Qilin here!" Liang Liang turned around and stared at me with his hands on his hips, and said, "Mo Le, you can tell me any questions you have. Is it interesting to hold back by yourself? After talking with Yao Jiu, it was wrong, and I ignored Song Xiuming, tell me what's going on, don't go to sleep today if you don't finish talking!"

I was a little tired, so I sighed and said, "Liang Liang, don't worry about it."

"How can I ignore it?!" Liang Liang yelled again, "I said I didn't spend money for you to waste! How can you not take medicine?! Your legs are healed?!"

I am silent.

"You're not well! Why don't you take medicine if you're not well! Are you out of your mind? You're looking for death!" Liang Liang said with a jump.

Just in time, his cell phone rang.

He took it out to look at it, and muttered, "Song Xiuming...I won't help you this time, Mo Le, I want someone to urge you to take your medicine with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, I grabbed a medicine box next to the cabinet and slammed it over!

The box hit the wardrobe, bounced to the ground and landed at Liang Liang's feet.

Liang Liang was stupefied by my fright, and stood there dumbfounded for a long time without responding.

I said coldly: "Take medicine, my legs are not getting better at all... I just don't take it, it's useless to take medicine anyway, just let it go bad!

After finishing speaking, I will never care about Liang Liang again.

Response, fell asleep.

Legs really hurt.

There is no intermittent pain.

If my left leg is still there at this time, I can at least go to the hospital and ask the doctor to cut my left leg.

It was phantom limbs that tormented me, limbs that didn't exist.

I am really desperate, what if I have to be tortured by this pain for the rest of my life?Are those people on the Internet who say that this disease has never gotten better are telling the truth?Has this disease really tortured them for most of their lives?

But they have parents, children, and maybe a lover, but I only have Liang Liang, maybe even Liang Liang can't bear me to leave.

I was at a loss.

Why do I grit my teeth and endure the pain every night?Why are you taking these medicines?

It's not going to get better...it's not going to get better anyway...

When I woke up, the lights in the room had been turned off.It was completely dark outside the window, and the room was very quiet, and the shallow breathing of the people behind could be heard.

I was in a daze, and after feeling a throbbing pain in my leg, I groaned subconsciously.

The sound seemed to wake up the people behind me, and it was only then that I felt something was wrong.

very warm...

Even if I covered myself tightly with a quilt before, I didn't sleep so warmly like now...

Because now I... seem to be hugged from behind?

Realizing this, I woke up suddenly, got up and turned on the bed light, and saw Song Xiuming who was sleeping behind me and seemed to have just woken up in a daze.

I was so shocked that I was speechless for the first time.

Song Xiuming was wearing a loose sweater.He rubbed his eyes, took the glasses on the bedside table and put them on, and said hoarsely, "Are you awake?"

I looked at the room a little at a loss, where is Liang Liang?Where did Liang Liang go?Why would Song Xiuming sleep in the same bed with me?

Song Xiuming smiled slightly, and said, "I asked Liang Liang to sleep in my apartment, and I will take care of you tonight."

Even if I can't react anymore, it's time to express my opinion at this time.What's more, now that Song Xiuming is not helpful to restore my mood, I said blankly: "Why are you here? Who told you to hug me?"

Song Xiuming leaned on the pillow and looked at me while lying on his side, his voice was very gentle: "Because you look cold."

I clenched my fists and whispered, "I'm not cold."

"Is that painful?"

Feeling Song Xiuming's hand hidden under the quilt stroking the stump of my left leg, I subconsciously grabbed his wrist and threw it out.

Even if I wasn't used to Song Xiuming's touch before, I never responded so fiercely, so Song Xiuming was also stunned at this moment, and the two of us fell silent there.As soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered those two photos.I wanted to ask but felt that I had no position, and I didn't expect any satisfactory answer from Song Xiuming, so I swallowed the question back to my stomach.

"Mo Le, why don't you take your medicine?" Song Xiuming asked.

I sneered: "What's the use of taking medicine? It doesn't work at all!"

Song Xiuming looked at me and asked, "Has your leg been hurting these days?"

I bent my right leg and pursed my lips tightly, not wanting to answer him.

"If it hurts, why didn't you tell me?"

Seeing that I ignored him, Song Xiuming asked again: "Xiao Le?"

"Don't call me Xiaole!" I raised my voice, calmed down after finishing speaking, and said coldly, "Have I known you so well?"

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed his expression.

It was also at this moment that I couldn't suppress my bad temper completely.

I sneered and said, "What? What is your expression? Can't stand me anymore? You must think that I am so self-willed! If you don't want to deal with me, just ignore me. I am a big trouble, no matter you used to talk to me What did you say, with me, you can retreat whenever you want, don't worry about me!"

Song Xiuming sat up, frowned and said, "Xiao Le, why are you so angry?"

Hearing this, I suddenly felt sore.

I turned my head away because I wasn't even sure what expression I had on my face right now.

My arrogance has also completely disappeared.

After a while, I just said in a hoarse voice: "...Song Xiuming, why did you lie to me?"

"……what?"

I stuffed my hands into the pockets of my pajamas, where I held the two crumpled photos.

I squeezed them into my fists, and for the first time found that I was still a little humble in the face of feelings, otherwise why didn't I dare to ask Song Xiuming what was going on with these two photos?Why dare not ask him if he is playing with my feelings?

Suddenly, Song Xiuming reached into his pocket and took my hand.

I was startled, and quickly tried to take it out, only to find that Song Xiuming had already taken out the photo.

His slender fingers slowly unfolded the two photos, and at that moment my heart sank completely.

I watched him closely, watched his expression, watched his eyes, his eyebrows, his lips.

However, after a long time, he did not respond.

I tightened my grip on the bed sheet and wanted to speak several times, but I didn't know how to say it.

It is the first time that words are so poor.

So humiliating.

I will put these two photos in my pocket and crumpled them like this... Needless to say, Song Xiuming, I already know how much I feel about him...

Just when my brain was gradually becoming a mess, Song

Xiu Ming sighed and said something completely unrelated to the photo.

"Xiao Le, I'll change your pajamas for you next time."

I froze for a moment, unable to keep up with Song Xiuming's thinking for a while, and looked at him blankly.

Song Xiuming touched my waist through the pajamas, frowned and said, "Actually, when I was holding you to sleep just now, I touched this thing in your pocket, because there was a hole in your pocket Ah... such pajamas are not warm at all, how can I wear them?"

When I realized it, my face was hot, and I couldn't bear it and said: "What are you doing! It's none of your business what pajamas I wear?!"

Song Xiuming smiled lightly, and then suddenly became serious: "Xiao Le, I was wrong to hide it from you. In fact, I really intend to make it clear to you."

I was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"These two photos..." Song Xiuming put the two photos on the bed quilt, lowered his eyes and said, "It is indeed something I have never told you."