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"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Chu Heng was extremely flustered in his heart, but he remained calm on the face, holding the man's body in his arms, carefully protecting his back, and rubbing his chest.

Memory gradually opens its floodgates.

The strange virus accident at the beginning brought more sequelae to this man than what he had seen. The pain...follows him like a shadow, it is engraved in his bones, and once it flares up, it cannot be relieved.

If you take too much painkiller, the effect of the medicine will gradually weaken, so this person... I am afraid that he will always be next to him, right?

Unless there is something really important, such as meeting with Cheng Jing today.

There is not much Chu Heng can do, he can only accompany this man, calm his emotions, so as to make him feel better, other... I am afraid there is nothing he can do.

"I'm here, Fang Yan, don't be afraid... it will pass soon, bear with it, bear with it..."

The man was so painful that he was half curled up, and his back couldn't stand it, so he could only maintain this stiff posture. Even the corners of his eyes burst into a large crimson color, which spread, changing his usual pale and cold appearance.

He looks extremely good-looking, with a tough outline, but elegant and soft curves, dark pupils, and a sharp look, making him look capable and cold, but his eyelashes are long and thick, looking like two dense small fans from the side.

The nasal bone is tall, slightly thinner, not as tall and wide as ordinary men, it looks a little delicate, the thin lips under it have delicate edges and corners, but the lack of blood makes the whole person look pale and weak .

He opened his eyes slightly, the light in his pupils scattered, but the suffocation in his heart dissipated a little. With the strength of the medicine, his breathing became much smoother, and only then could he vaguely distinguish Chu Heng's voice in his ears.

This guy has been nagging in his ears, but he never stopped for a moment. Compared with the dead silence that erupted in the past... it is much more reassuring.

"Don't be afraid, dear, I'm here! You won't be alone anymore, I'll be with you, okay?"

"I was just unhappy that day. You treated that stupid dog better than me. Naturally, I was extremely jealous. Hey... I don't know why. In fact, apart from being unhappy, I also feel sad."

The young man stretched out the back muscles for Fang Yan bit by bit, using gentle and familiar techniques, and finally protected his fragile back, kneading down bit by bit until reaching the lumbar spine, and covering it gently.

"I didn't like you at all in the past. I always felt that a sick person, how good-looking could it be? Or with well-defined muscles and beautiful lines, and being so thin like you for nothing, how could it be attractive? place?"

The man half-closed his eyes, and his breath calmed down a little bit, as if he was drowsy.

After the most painful period, he felt better, and there was only dull pain left in his body. Even though he was so tired that he had no strength, he still tried his best to endure the pain, wanting to hear what that guy was talking about. What.

"Well... it was later that I thought you were the prettiest!"

Chu Heng's world is really simple, and the vocabulary to describe his favorite is also very simple and clear, "It seems that there are other things besides good-looking, but I can't explain it clearly, it's just - before I met you, I liked muscular men, But after I met you, I felt... being skinny like you is acceptable."

He sighed a long time, staring at the man's delicate face for a long time, "It seems that this is the only face you can see, every time I hug you, I always feel like I'm hugging a skeleton, I'm not afraid I mean... just feel a little distressed."

"I don't always understand how it is possible for a person to live like you, to be so skinny, and to be so sick when he is sick. No wonder the information I found said that those critically ill patients who were rescued back then were treated like this. A lot of people are dying now, not from disease, but from suicide."

Surviving such painful attacks one after another for a long time, but not knowing where the end is, where the meaning of life is, where the light is, many of them are the only survivors of that disaster , there are already no relatives, only they are left alone, just like Fang Yan.

There is no hope for the rest of their lives, and there is nothing to support them to live, so...they choose to die.

Chu Heng has never experienced this before, but he can also understand this feeling. Would it be like... being abandoned by the whole world?

"Fang Yan, you really... really don't be like them, this world is still very beautiful, there are a lot of light, warmth, and things worth looking forward to, no matter how bad... no matter how bad you look down on them, then you have to Look at me, yes! Look at me more!"

"I... I'm really good! Very good! I can do a lot of things! I can warm the bed, make people happy, and I'm obedient—and I eat less. I'm definitely stupid than the one at home. Dogs are much stronger, I—I'm really strong!"

"So...you don't want to die, okay? You don't want to be like them, I'm a little scared..."

The pain in the whole body also gradually dissipated to a tolerable level. Fang Yan had just closed his eyes and listened, unwilling to express his opinion, but there was a movement in his heart, and there was a little strangeness.

But then, the guy whimpered, and big drops of tears fell on his cheeks, which were tingly and numb.

That stupid guy... actually started crying?

Fang Yan was a little surprised, gradually opened his eyes, moved his head with difficulty, and turned his head to look.

He was very tired after every attack, and it was difficult to even move his fingers, but that time he endured the discomfort and turned his head with difficulty, trying to see.

"You...cough...why are you crying?"

Chu Xiaoheng's eyes were red, and he looked aggrieved, with tears still hanging from his eyelashes, "Well... I don't know, but you made me cry."

He sniffed his nose, wiped away his tears, his expression gradually calmed down, but he still spoke with a nasal voice, and said, "How is it? Are you still in pain? Do you have strength? If you feel better, I'll take you home Okay? Let's go to the hospital again? I'm really not relieved that you are in such pain. "

"No, let's go home!" Fang Yan raised his hand, the palm of his hand held his lower abdomen weakly, and he pulled the corner of his mouth weakly, "It happens from time to time, don't worry too much, I'm used to it."

Chu Heng tried to hug him, "Then... let's go back now? Is that okay?"

"Wait...wait a minute," the man suddenly changed his face, pursed his lips, a little embarrassed, "I'm going to the bathroom, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Heng, "No problem, I will carry you over."