[Entertainment circle] Above friendship

Not long after I got home, his mother called me:

"Zhaolu, how is our son doing now?" She was very worried.

"It's a broken bone, it's been dealt with, mom, I'll take good care of him," I felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of him..."

"I don't blame you, I read the news, I blame him." Mom seems to be more open than me, "Take good care of him, if not, I will come to Seoul..."

"I can do it, mom, trust me," I sorted out my words, "I don't have a schedule these days, I will take good care of him..."

"But things like fractures don't heal in a few days," his mother continued, "otherwise, let him go back to Daegu and stay at home for a while..."

"Well, I'll give him the phone, can you negotiate with him?" Your tone is so firm, it's hard for me to say anything.

Sighing, he turned to Taehyung who wanted to put the phone on the sofa in the living room.

I didn't expect him to stand behind me long ago, just right.

I gave him the phone and went to my room to change clothes.

When I returned to the living room, I found that he had finished calling and was typing word by word with his right hand.

Sit next to him, take the phone over, and ask him: "What do you want to lose?"

"It's enough to report the safety of the person who just sent a text message," he smirked, "and send a message on ins."

Without saying a word, I edited each one for him.

I sent a picture of him struggling to hold the chopsticks with his left hand with his mobile phone: [#很很让大家旅护了#He has been treated now#会好教学的#]

"Yeah, didn't you say you're left-handed?" I thought he was just pretending to take a photo, "It's fine to eat with a spoon..."

Silently, I changed the spoon for him and sat down to eat by myself.

"I'm used to exerting force with my left hand, but don't I use things..." He pouted, looking bitterly at the spoon in his hand and at me, "I want to eat kimchi..."

"Pick it up," I said as a matter of course, saw the spoon in his hand, smiled, and picked up kimchi for him.

I will give him whatever he wants to eat.

I ate super fast, of course there is a reason why he didn't give me something to eat.

"When are you going to Daegu?" I asked, "I'll pack your things for you."

"No, I'm so old, how can I still ask my parents to take care of me?" He looked at me again, "Kimchi..."

"Then won't mom come to see you..." I put it on for him, are you sure you don't want anyone to take care of it, and when did you eat so much kimchi?

"I said I'll go see them when I'm better, and be with you," he looked at me quietly, "were you in a bad mood just now?"

He seemed a little wary.

"No." I poured myself a glass of water and drank a few sips, "I just miss my mother a little bit."

"Then why don't you go to see her?" He tilted his head to look at me, "Go and see her if you miss her..."

"No," I shook my head, "She already has a child with someone else, it would be embarrassing for herself and others..."

So the younger brother is the most pitiful one.

"..." He stretched out his hand to touch me, "Don't feel bad..."

He comforted me like this, but I wanted to cry a little.

"Are you ready? Help clean up, wash up early today and go to bed early..." I blinked, put away the tableware and everything, and prepared to wash the dishes.

He helped tidy up and tidy up.

"I'm going to take a shower," he ran into the bedroom to get clothes or something.

"Wait a minute," he had just put on a plaster cast, so he shouldn't get wet. I'll find something waterproof for him to seal his arm and continue to hang it on his head.

It may be that taking a bath like this is too disturbing, I can hear him shouting while washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Cute," the mood suddenly improved a little.

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