my brother lover follow up

Although Bank asked for a kidney to be given to his brother, the doctor still issued a critical illness notice, because they were not sure whether Golf's physique could be quickly absorbed and integrated with the new kidney, because he was injured too badly in a car accident. Passed, he never woke up, pulse still suspended.

After receiving the notice of critical illness, relatives and friends rushed from all corners of the country to visit Golf.

Outside the ward, there are father, mother, aunt, Aunt Hia, Bank, Ban, Tar, Ter, Jarb, Jean, Pan, Han and Lam, all of them are quite a few, and there are also a few golf classmates from high school and college. With the progress of the golf relationship, they gradually lined up to sit or stand outside the operating room, and everyone had a heavy look on their faces. Bank had just had a kidney operation and was sitting in a wheelchair. His face was pale and his eyes were dry from crying.

This was the last procedure the doctor did for Golf—kidney transplantation. If he didn't have any signs of life after this time, he could directly issue a death notice.

Golf seemed to have died from the beginning, with no signs of life at all. If it was an ordinary family, his body would have been sent to the morgue long ago.

"God bless, let my Golf wake up quickly." My aunt sat outside the ward and looked at the ceiling, then closed her eyes, her cheeks twitched in grief, and shed two lines of clear tears. She has encountered too many deaths in her life. , Her heart hurts when she thinks about it.

"Buddha bless you," Mom and Dad also prayed, and friends joined hands together and began to pray outside the ward.This is a central figure in their lives, without him they might not be able to fight together in this world, they are all scattered.

Only Bank didn't say anything, he couldn't cry anymore, he just sat quietly in the wheelchair, staring at the end of the corridor expressionlessly, as if he could see through the gap between death and Golf.And in the white light at the end of the corridor, he saw nothing but whiteness.

He just thought of the long corridor he had dreamed of. The end of the corridor was as black and white and silent as today's corridor. Outside was a white field of vision, and he couldn't see anything clearly, as if isolated from the world.There are dilapidated cobweb knots on the window in front of the end, but the spiders have long since disappeared, and the silk threads that are barely glued together are crumbling in the wind, almost dying with the wind.

Is this their network? Golf is like that spider. When the spider leaves, the grid of the whole plate will be broken.

Bank closed his eyes again, his skin looked equally pale in the white light, his eyelashes were thick and dark, like reeds by the lake, his nostrils fluttered lightly, waiting for the announcement of the doomsday.

The door of the operating room was finally opened, and all the doctors were sweating profusely. The leading doctor shook his head to indicate that the parents, relatives and friends were hopeless, and then left the operating room with his assistants.

The long-suppressed crying in the crowd exploded in an instant, and even the always strong father shed tears.

My aunt cried the most, she almost fainted while crying.

Mom and Aunt Hia hugged each other and sobbed.

Only Bank was still ashen and stagnant, and his friends felt even more sad when they saw him like this, and cried along with his family members.

"Woohoo ... I also promised that the two children graduated home and went home to hold them a wedding ..." The mother loosened HIA's arms and said her face with tears sadly on BANK's wheelchair armrests.

Hearing this, my friends were even more mournful. Jarb and Jean had already let out a lot of crying, hugging their boyfriends.

"Husband, why don't we hold a wedding for Bank and Golf before Golf is buried. This is my promise to the children." She covered her mouth again and closed her eyes in tears.

Dad sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes with difficulty, and nodded.

Bank looked at his mother gratefully, but he still didn't say anything, his voice was hoarse, his tears had dried up, and he was left standing still.

"Then let's do it today, don't cry, you can't cry at the wedding." The aunt quickly stood up and wiped away her tears with a silk scarf.

"Let's stay in the room for the boys to wash their bodies for Golf. The girls will follow Aunt Mia and Aunt Hia to buy some decorations and flowers. I will go with his father to buy dresses." Mom held back her sadness and raised her face and said, Determined and decisive, it's the only thing she can do now for her two children.

Speaking of which, everyone dispersed and began to prepare for this simple and unique wedding—the wedding held in the hospital is called—the ghost marriage.

The sun is shining brightly in this hospital in the center of Bangkok. In the originally depressing space of a few rooms, everyone is busy, as if there is no sadness in the world.

The plain white curtains were replaced by gold silk curtains, the white sheets were replaced by bright red brocade quilt covers, the exquisite carpet was spread from the heel of the bed to the door, and there were platinum silk paper arrow ornaments hanging on the door, and the ceiling was covered with The dim energy-saving lamps were replaced with crystal chandeliers emitting warm red halos. The lily flowers just inserted on the bedside table were exuding a rich fragrance, and the lit incense was constantly rising upwards.

Both couples wore identical men's gowns and sat in wheelchairs. Golf has a clean face, strong facial features, the bow on his neck is open, his hair is cut into an inch, and he is leaning peacefully on the wheelchair, but still full of strength, looking like an official groom; Bank has delicate eyebrows and good makeup, He wore a blue and white tulle around his head to indicate his identity in this wedding. He is Golf's boyfriend and soon-to-be "wife".

The wedding was presided over by the dean, who preached with a compassionate look:

"——The merciful and merciful Buddha witnessed that today we are here to hold a wedding for the brothers Golf and Bank. One of them is heroic, the other is delicate and moving, the other is as solemn as a green hill, and the other is as warm as a summer sun. I believe that all these are from God. Arrangements. Today, we are here to obey God's will and make a marriage for them."

"——First of all, invite the newcomers to worship the Buddha."

Because it is a special wedding ceremony, many routine prostration ceremonies were omitted, leaving only three items: prostration to Buddha, prostration to parents and mutual prostration.

When prostrating to the Buddha, the Golf was pushed by the father, and the Bank was pushed by the mother. Facing the bought Buddha statue, they folded their palms together, closed their eyes, and bowed three times, while the Golf’s bow was held by the father.

"—Then proceed to the second item: kowtow to parents."

At this time, Mom and Dad are sitting in the main position of the room, both wearing gifts, and Mom has a beautiful banana flower pinned to her head.Both parents were smiling, and no one could see that it was a forced smile. . 58ae《》@Copyrightof晋江先生网@

"Thank you, Mom and Dad, for your kindness in nurturing." Bank said in a hoarse voice, "Kowtow to Mom and Dad together on behalf of my brother, you are the best Mom and Dad in the world." He bowed his head three times while speaking. The kowtowing of Golf is controlled by the aunt.

"——The last item of the wedding: Husband and wife prostration." The dean said and closed the folder in his hand.

This time it was Pan who was pushing the Golf, and Jean who was pushing the Bank. Their wheelchairs were pushed to face each other, and their knees touched each other.

Pan held the Golf, and Jean supported Bank's shoulders. Their foreheads touched each other, and Bank's hair touched his brother's hair, touching each other. 3 minutes.He closed his eyes and prayed for a long time.

Seeing this scene, the relatives and friends around were crying again, crying with smiles, and of course some people couldn't help crying, although their mouths were covered with hands and their bodies were already turbulent out of shape.Like Jarb, like Han.

After the kowtow ceremony, Ban brought up the couple rings bought by his elder brother with a plate decorated with silk paws.There are two silver engraved rings, the one from Golf is engraved with wicker and tigers, which is majestic and majestic; the one from Bank is engraved with roses and peacocks, which is simple and beautiful.Both rings were polished to a bright shine, and lights danced on them.

Then Bank took out his own ring from the plate, held his brother's big slender hand, and put it on for himself. He didn't cry or smile, his expression remained stagnant, and he had maintained this shape for a whole day.Then he took out his brother's ring and put it on for his brother himself.The whole process was so gentle and smooth, without any hindrance, as if the two rings were specially made for them, a set that fits perfectly.

Then he heard applause erupting from the clapping hands of relatives and friends.

It was already [-] o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was getting dark, but this hut didn't look like a ward at all. Lights, fine wine and the scent of flowers filled the whole space, as if telling that this was a romantic night.

Aunt and Aunt Hia lit two huge lover candles respectively, and then Jarb and Ter each served them a cup of "husband and wife" wine. Ter assisted Golf to take a sip, and Bank drank it all in one gulp.

Then both of them were moved to the brocade-covered bed, the grid curtains were drawn, the door of the room was closed, the sound of exhortations faded away, the sound of footsteps faded away, and when the lover candles bloomed, Bank began to turn his head Looking at my brother.

"Brother, tonight we are a real 'husband and wife'." He whispered into his ear, his voice still hoarse.

"Brother, don't you like the bridal chamber ceremony the most? Have you seen it? So many people we love are guarding our bridal chamber tonight. Tonight, I am yours and will always be yours." He held his brother's hand , rubbing on his face.

"Brother, you promised me that you would not leave me alone. You will be fine, right?"

"Brother, I used royalties to secretly customize a bass guitar for you last month. The master craftsman told me to pick it up in a month. It just happens to be available in these two days. I look forward to you playing and singing for me. Listen."

"Brother, when you came back from China, you kept saying that you wanted to live in China for a while for your honeymoon. I think we should be able to go together soon."

"Brother, there is still your dream. You want to be a singer, you want to travel around the world, and I will go with you. Jarb knows Frank, the owner of Superstar Entertainment, and she gave him your recordings. The boss Say you have great potential."

"elder brother……"

As the night grew thicker and the lover's candle was slowly burning down, Bank didn't know how many times he had said "Brother". into a dream.

He had another dream. In the dream, his brother was holding his hand and walking towards a blue sea. The road he passed was full of flowers, and they were all wearing wedding dresses. His brother teased him all the way, making him laugh out loud. laugh.The sun in the sky was so warm that he was sweating. My brother took off his coat to shade him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands.That touch was so real—he was very hot, and his brother's palm covered it, gently covering his sweat—he smiled again.

"Brother, I feel so happy." He blurted out in a dream, and then slowly woke up, the words were separated from the dream and merged into reality, and he really said it.

"Bank, I also feel so happy." A voice came from above.

Bank closed his eyes and opened them again, the light was dim, he thought he was still dreaming, but the voice came again.

"I thought I was alone again."

——It’s my brother.

"Brother, are we in heaven?" Bank reached out to grab his hand.

"No, look! The candle by the bedside is still beating. We are in the world."

Yes, it's very real. It's the temperature and touch of my brother's hand. He can feel it. The temperature is neither high nor low. There is a small scar on it, which was left when he saved Jarb who fell from the building. The scar is concave. Convex and convex, the touch is very real.

"Brother, I knew you wouldn't leave me." Bank choked up, but couldn't shed tears anymore.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Two days, brother."

"I had a dream. I dreamed that we got married. When I woke up, it really seemed like we were in the wedding night."

"We're really married." Bank held Golf's hand tightly, as if afraid that all this was just a dream and that he would fly away from the window.

"I remember crashing my car." Golf looked at Bank suspiciously.

"Well, both of your kidneys are broken, and the doctor has issued a death notice. I gave you my left kidney and kept my right kidney to myself." Bank looked at his brother with dry but sad eyes.

Before he had time to react, Golf had already held him tightly in his arms.

"Bank, I was the one who was bad in the past, made you sad, wronged, and frightened. I will spend the rest of my life treating you well." Golf hugged Bank and sobbed.

"Brother, do you know? After the car accident last time, I fell into a deep sleep for two months. I had a long, long dream. I dreamed that my kidneys were smashed in that car accident, and I would not live long. , but in the end you gave me both kidneys, let me survive, and you left me forever, and then left me to spend a lonely life alone. In that life, I cried every day, every day I miss you all the time. Brother, I can’t stand the torment of missing you like that.”

Bank continued to speak slowly: "So this time I only gave you one kidney, and I don't want you to suffer too much. We should live in this world together, just like two human hands, two Kidneys, two eyes. Do you know? During the period of being bullied by you, I always hoped that I could have a little bit of blood relationship with you, even if it is a little bit, half-brother is fine. But We don't, it turns out we're just half brothers. But today, brother, we finally have one organ that is the same, and that's the kidney. Brother, I heard that the kidney is a gift from God's word lover, and now we are real Brothers and true lovers."

Golf hugged Bank tightly again, lips resting on his full forehead, eyes slightly closed.

"Then since we're married and the candles are blooming by the bed, shouldn't we have a formal bridal chamber?"

"Brother, you are still so bad, you turn bad as soon as you get on the bed, don't forget, we are all sick."

"But we are getting married today, and we have to spend our lives in the bridal chamber, so that we can give birth to a white and fat baby in the future." Golf smiled wickedly again, winking his eyes, tilting his head, and his teeth were shining white.

"You're messing around again, where did we get the baby?" Bank said shyly, pouted, "Patients shouldn't be tossing around like this."

"If you want it, you want it, my wife, if you want it, I am a seriously injured patient, so just let me go. Except for this matter, I will follow you in the future." Golf said standing up and asking Go push Bank.

"Okay, what you said, from now on, everything will follow my will." Bank's middle finger and index finger merged, pointing at Golf's nose as a warning.

"Well, I swear, I promise, I promise, I will protect you with the rest of my life." Golf nodded.

"Then you have to slow down, don't be fussy, we are patients."

"Okay, listen to you." Golf said slowly covering Bank's body and bringing his lips to Bank's ear.

— "You can't escape anymore." He whispered evilly, holding Bank's hand in his hand.

——"I never thought of running away." Bank said sweetly and closed his beautiful eyes.

Under the light and shadow, the beautiful candlelight flowers of lovers sway, two by two, the red, yellow, blue flames overlap, flowing and luxuriant, like bursting fireworks.A pair of very small moths were flying on the flames, and they rushed to the warm flame again and again. They knew that it was fire, and they also knew that it was warmth. Fire, with love knotted into a dance, layers upon layers, trajectories intertwined, every jump seems to be telling the lush youthful years between Golf and Bank.

And on the window at the end of the corridor, a young and strong spider was running around, spinning its silk and forming a web.