(1)
That night, Yang Ren went to Xu Yao for a drink. He borrowed alcohol to relieve his worries. I don't know if it would help, but it was better than a thousand cups to have Xu Yao by his side at this moment.
Yang Ren knew that Xu Yao never drank. Whether it was in the past or now, he had never seen Xu Yao drinking. Yang Ren only knew that his seafood allergy was very serious, and he didn't know if drinking would be a problem.
Xu Yao said it was fine, then picked up the glass and raised his neck, Yang Ren looked at his sexy throat and felt his vision was a little blurry.
They were in the bedroom, which had long been filled with materials for all kinds of little love dolls. The old man moved a small and low chess table, and they sat on the ground around this table.
There were several wine dishes on the table, which the old man prepared in a hurry, but almost no one moved. There was a lamp in the corner of the table, and the dazzling light hit the dishes and the wine glasses, which was very abrupt.
But Xu Yao needs it, just like Yang Ren needs Xu Yao.
"Take Tongtong to the hospital for a check-up." Xu Yao said, his voice trembling slightly, he could hear the tone he wanted to control, but he couldn't do anything because he couldn't hear it.
"Xu Yao, do you also think he is colorblind?" Yang Ren held the table excitedly and almost stood up.
Xu Yao didn't look at him, lowered his eyes and sighed silently.
(2)
Xu Yao was too experienced. He knew that Yang Ren couldn't accept it. He stopped talking and poured another glass of wine. Some emotions could only be digested slowly, and all he could do was stay by his side.
Yang Ren was very reluctant to accept his fate. He struggled and said, "My stepmother said that all children are like this. When they grow up, they will be able to name the color. Xiao Ai should be the same. If you don't believe me, call me. Here she is."
He got up vigorously, smashing the tableware and chopsticks on the small table.
He quickly grabbed Yang Ren's arm with a big hand, and he turned back to see Xu Yao sitting on the ground pulling him with a taut face, looking up at him, hesitating to say anything.
"What's wrong?" Yang Ren felt a little dizzy when he got up.
Xu Yao shook his head: "Stop screaming, Xiao Ai is sleeping. It's too late, look at your watch."
Yang Ren had long forgotten the time. He turned his head to scan the room and found that there was no watch in Xu Yao's bedroom. Then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned it on, realizing that it was already ten o'clock.
"Sit down." Xu Yao pulled Yang Ren hard and sat down again. This time, they sat next to each other, Xu Yao looked at his face up close, a little distressed, but helpless.
(3)
After drinking a lot of wine, coupled with the dizziness just now, Yang Ren lost his strength and lay on Xu Yao's lap. Xu Yao raised his hand, covered his head naturally, and said softly, "Yang Ren, there are many kinds of color blindness, such as red-green, blue-yellow, but I can't tell the difference between the two colors, and it has no effect on life."
It doesn't matter if you don't say this. When he heard this, Yang Ren wanted to cry. He endured it for a long time before opening his mouth: "I tried it. It's not that he can't distinguish two colors, he can't distinguish many, many colors..."
Xu Yao looked at his face before saying, "It's better than not being able to see." These words were a bit harsh, but from a mouth with poor eyesight, they didn't seem to be sharp.
Yang Ren raised his hand and put it on Xu Yao's face, touched his chin, and finally reacted, and asked, "Xu Yao, how did you feel when you first found out that your eyes were sick?"
Xu Yao slightly bent the corner of his mouth, then shook his head and said nothing. For Yang Ren, he was willing to help him share everything, but he didn't want him to know what he had endured.
"Xu Yao," Yang Ren asked again when he saw that he didn't speak, "how did your father feel when he found out that your hearing was not good when you were a child? Tongtong is like this, I can't accept it..."
Xu Yao stopped discussing this matter, patted his face lightly, and said softly, "You are sleepy, go to sleep first."
"I'm not sleepy." Yang Ren shook his head on Xu Yao's lap, "I'm not sleepy at all, I want to talk to you."
(4)
Xu Yao bent down and almost put his ear to Yang Ren's face, only then did he understand his increasingly ambiguous words, and said, "You are drunk, your eyelids are fighting." He smiled and closed his eyes, touching with his fingers Yang Ren's eyelids are like coaxing a child.
Soon Yang Ren became unconscious. When he woke up again, the surroundings were dark and he didn't move because he knew that he was already lying on Xu Yao's bed. As soon as he reached out, he reached the lamp button. There were too many lamps in Xu Yao's room, and Yang Ren was very familiar with the location.
After getting used to the dazzling light, Yang Ren realized that Xu Yao was sitting beside him, leaning against the head of the bed, his head drooping, probably asleep.
He was still wearing a hearing aid, and the eardrum and the sound tube had squeezed the auricle red. Yang Ren had never observed his ears so closely, so round and full, how could he not be able to hear the sound
He knew that Xu Yao was worried that he would wake up at night when he was drunk, so he didn't dare to sleep while wearing a hearing aid. He wanted to wake him up and let him lie down to sleep, but suddenly an idea came to him. For so long, he couldn't sleep. Knowing how much hearing Xu Yao has, how much difference is there between the sound he hears wearing a hearing aid and the sound heard by normal people
"Xu Yao..." Yang Ren didn't touch him, but whispered his name in his ear. Although the sound was not too loud, it was quiet in the middle of the night, so there should be no problem, not to mention that this posture is only a light sleep, it is impossible Fall asleep.
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At this rate, Chapter 50 will not be finished.