It may be repaired soon, or it may never be repaired.
In that black world, a voice accompanied Huang Dan, and there was a hand holding him forward, giving him a warm embrace.
Lu Bandit doesn't go to the company, all his heart is on Huang Dan, he just wants to be his eyes and hands and feet.
At first, Huang Dan could only see his eyes, but later he also had problems with his hands.
That night, Bandit Lu took Huang Dan to the sink in the bathroom, squeezed toothpaste and handed it over to him.
Huang Dan called out in the dead silence, "Lu Bandit."
The land bandit said in a hoarse voice, "I'm here."
Huang Dan's eyelids moved, "Take me to the hospital tomorrow."
Bandit Lu said yes, he raised his toothbrush, "Mrs. Lu, open your mouth."
Huang Dan opened his mouth obediently, and the smell of mint rushed into his teeth. He let the man brush his teeth and said in a vague voice, "This is the first time I let someone brush my teeth."
Bandit Lu's voice had a heavy nasal tone, "This is also the first time I've brushed someone else's teeth."
He wiped off the toothpaste foam from the corner of the youth's mouth, "Mrs. Lu, your husband has never served anyone like this in his life."
Huang Dan said, "I know."
"Just knowing is not enough, you have to remember, don't forget."
The Lu bandit handed the mouthwash cup to the young man's mouth, "Rinse mouth."
Huang Dan's lips and teeth touched the mouth of the cup, and he gurgled, "I will always remember it."
The corners of Lu Bandit's lips, which are always pressed, tick, "You know what I'm doing? How is it? Are you moved?"
Huang Shanxin said that she was moved when she heard it for the first time.
Sometimes, falling from heaven is not the scariest thing, the most terrible thing is falling into hell, into the abyss.
The Lu bandit got angry in the hospital. If Huang Dan didn't stop him, he would have smashed the office.
Life and death depend on life, you can't force it.
No matter how hard Huang Dan worked out, he couldn't control the symptoms caused by the cerebral hemorrhage. He would wake up in the middle of the night and feel at ease when he touched someone by his pillow.
Because the Lu bandit had been smoking outside in the middle of the night a few days ago, smoking several packs a night, without stopping, he was slowly committing suicide.
Until Huang Dan wanted to touch him at night, he didn't sneak out to smoke again.
The Lu bandits all over the world find a doctor for Huang Dan and find a prescription, just want him to live longer and longer.
Huang Dan always cooperated. He was afraid that one day he would not be able to speak, so he always found something to talk to the man.
The Lu bandit saw it, and while he was complaining about his nagging, he responded, and his eyes turned red before he knew it.
"You wake up and talk to me every day, is there anything wrong with your throat?"
Huang Dan said, "You forget, I don't feel pain."
The land bandit cursed, "Damn, who forgot? You don't feel pain, you always have other feelings, right? Don't fucking take yourself seriously, Ji Shiyu, you are mine, everything is!"
Huang Dan twitched, "Okay, I'm yours, everything is."
Lu Bandit's heart suddenly ached, and it was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He frowned and paced in front of the bed, then walked back, leaned over and crushed the young man's bloodless lips, biting.
There was a drop of warm body on Huang Dan's face, he reached out and touched the man's wet eyes, "Crying?"
Bandit Lu stuck his tongue in and swallowed the bitter taste in the young man's mouth. He pressed his forehead against the young man and said in a deep voice, "I'm angry with you."
Huang Dan smiled at him, "Don't be angry."
There was an indistinct sound in Lu Bandit's throat, which seemed to be choked, "If you tell me to stop being angry, can I stop being angry?"
When the words fell, the Lu bandit pulled the young man up, clasped his waist with one hand, and supported his arm with the other, "walk around more, don't lie down all the time, you're good, you won't be angry."
Huang Dan hummed, "I'm good."
Bandit Lu looked down at the young man's pale face. He pouted and showed him a warm smile, even if he couldn't see it.
Seeing that it was already winter, and the son still hadn't returned home, Lu's father and Lu's mother came over.
As soon as they entered the hall, they sensed something was wrong.
The daily necessities at home are all for two people, but the child is not seen.
Mother Lu asked, "What about him?"
Bandit Lu said, "Sleep."
"Sleep in the room during the day? Young, not motivated at all."
Mother Lu looked at her son's overly thin face, "What's the matter with you? It's only been so long, how come you're so thin and unremarkable?"
The bandit didn't respond.
Mother Lu stared at her son, "If you don't tell me, my parents can find it."
She thought of something, there was a blood clot in her brain, oppressing the menstruation, it was not good, but it was unimaginably bad.
"Are people