Yan Hang didn't even know how to comfort others, let alone enlighten them. Now seeing the way in Chu 1, he simply didn't know what to say next.

"Will you think I am a distorted person?" Chu Yi's voice was still muffled, and he could hear that he was very depressed.

"Where did your state change?" Yan Hang sighed softly, "Isn't this a normal physiological reaction? It will make your pants hard even if you rub them twice..."

"I didn't have it before, I didn't do it." The first day of the junior high school was still very depressed.

"Aren't you a puppy before? You are now..." Yan Hang organized the language very hard, "Big, you're a big dog."

"What are you stuttering?"

Yan Hang got up: "Damn, I was actually ridiculed by a stuttering."

After two strokes, it seemed that he had pulled the wound again. Just as he was about to cover it, Chu Yi reached out to cover his wound, but his head still didn't lift it. He just lay on the edge of the bed and stretched out his arm to press his wound.

It is hard for Yan Hang to describe his current mood. His performance in the first year of junior high school is indeed no longer like an ordinary puppy rubbing his legs and whispering. Even if he is unwilling to guess, he can already feel it.

So he is at a loss now.

It's just a lot of distress.

He would not have any disgust, but he did not do anything, so he gave the answer he wanted in the first grade of junior high school so rashly.

Moreover, in the first year of junior high school, he seemed to want him to know more and he couldn't bear it anymore and did not show how much he looked forward to his response.

Maybe I dare not look forward to it.

"Quyi," he pressed his hand on Chuyi's hand, "I don't know what to..."

"No need," "I don't have it, no... Just think I'm nothing, nothing, nothing."

Yan Hang didn't say anything.

"I don't, I don't like you." Junior High School.

Yan Hang is here.

"Restoring the family, always insomnia," "Restoring, return, return, return, always..."

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

"It's gone," Chu Yi was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, he suddenly had a nasal voice in his voice, "You are too, I'll look for it, I can't find any problem."

Yan Hang patted his back gently on the back of his hand, and the puppy cried again.

If you want to change someone, you will cry every day when you have nothing to do, and he kicked it away.

But for some reason, every time he cried in the first year of junior high school, he would not feel annoyed, he would only feel very cute, and at most he didn't know how to comfort him.

Not that I cried for a short time today on the first day of the New Year, probably because I was in the hospital, the nursing uncle and nurse could push the door open at any time.

"It's really, I cried less when I was a kid," Chu Yi grabbed the tissue on the bedside table, "annoying."

"First year of junior high school," Yan Hang picked up a finger and pinched it gently, "I'm going to follow my dad around, I'm having fun, I'm really having fun, seeing the world, I'll see all kinds of people and things."

Junyi lay back to the bed, listening to him with his face.

"I want to be lonely, and I'm really lonely," Yan Hang, "most of the time I'm willing to stay alone, calm down, read books, listen to music. There's no one around, but I don't want to stay alone... I have to stay alone."

"So I always want to have a brother and sister," Yan Hang, "I'm very well-behaved. When I'm annoyed, the gadgets will leave. When I'm bored, the gadgets will jump up..."

"You are very good at thinking," said the first year of junior high school. "I didn't think about it, I could only do it, I couldn't."

Yan Hang bounced on his hand: "I just want to think about it, you're pretty good. I've always thought about you as my brother."

Chu Yi whispered: "Stutter, my brother wants it too, do you want it?"

"Can you finish listening to me?" Yan Hang, "Don't stutter, we'll have to fight each other in a day."

There is no talk in the first day of the junior high school.

"I'm so much, I just want to tell you," Yan Hang, "I never thought about whether there would be any relationship between us that is beyond this range. I didn't think about it at all."

Chu Yi bit his lip without making a sound.

"So I don't know how to answer you," Yan Hang, "I..."

"No, no, no, no, no," Chu Yiyi sat upright when he heard this, "I don't want you to reply, answer, I don't need... no, no..."

"Oh." Yan Hang looked at him.

Yan Hang is really a very good person, very kind.

In the first day of the Chu Dynasty, Yan Hang didn't even think that Yan Hang would be with him so much, just because he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable and embarrassed.

When he said something, he didn't think about anything. He just felt that he could no longer bear it and wanted to come out.

He no longer wanted Yan Hang's answer, he didn't want it at all. He even hoped that he would not have any words to Yan Hang.

He just wants to stay with Yan Hang easily. When Yan Hang is unhappy, he can make Yan Hang happy, and when he is unhappy, Yan Hang will comfort him.

If Yan Hang just wants a remote control brother, he is willing to be a younger brother.

He didn't know what kind of existence he was for Yan Hang came. He just hoped that Yan Hang would be relaxed and without any pressure when he was with him.

Even if you are liked, you don’t know how to deal with the pressure.

"When will I be discharged from the hospital?" Yan Hang asked when the doctor came to check.

"Are you a little bored?" the doctor asked.

"Yeah," Yan Hang sighed, "I'm almost suffocating."

"It's only been less than a week," the doctor said, "If you stick to it, you will have a good physical condition and you will be discharged from the hospital and go home for recuperation."

"天?" Yan Hang asked.

"Observe and look again," the doctor, "the body is important, don't take it seriously."

Of course, body is important, but for Yan Hang comes, emotions are even more important.

He chatted happily with people every day, with the first grade, the accompanying uncle, and the nurse every day, but no matter how much he pretended to be happy, he felt that his emotions were getting lower and lower day by day. If it weren't for the first grade, he would have reached the bottom long ago.

"I'll accompany you to go out for a walk." Junior High School pushed a wheelchair into the ward.

"I can leave," Yan Hang said, "I don't need this thing now."

"The garden, I will push you, and you will leave by yourself again." The first day of the junior high school.

"Okay." Yan Hang slowly got out of bed and sat in a wheelchair.

Junior High School pushed him into the elevator, went downstairs, and walked to the small leisure garden between the back buildings of the hospital.

There should be quite a lot of patients coming here for breathing, but today the cooling down has cooled a lot, and none of them except them.

"Is it cold?" Chu Yi pulled the thick coat on his body.

"It's okay if it's not cold, it's okay if there's no wind." Yan Hang.

"Not here, it's better than home," "I will provide heating next month."

"What, are you so cold that you can't sleep?" Yan Hang asked.

"It's getting colder every day," the first day of junior high school zipper was pulled up, "I'm quite afraid, it's cold."

"There are electric blankets in the cabinet. If you want it to be cold, just put them on." Yan Hang.

"No," Chu Yi shook his head, "It's not safe. What if it's roasted, what if it's cooked?"

"I'm just eating." Yan Hang.

The first day of the junior high school hand was handed to him: "Give it."

Yan Hang looked at his hands: "Wipe."

Chuyi took out a bag of wet tissues from his pocket. Since Yan Hang was hospitalized, he was forced to develop a very particular habit. He always carried wet tissues everywhere, because Yan Hang was so particular that he asked him to wipe it here and wipe it.

He pulled out a wet wipe and wiped it from his hand, and handed it back to Yan Hang.

Yan Hang opened his mouth and wanted to bite it.

He suddenly withdrew his hand when Yan Hang met his hand.

It’s not because I’m afraid my hands are dirty, but at this moment I jumped up from my fingertips and spread quickly to my shoulders.

He put his hands back into his pocket and pinched the small steel horn in his pocket.

"Stingy." Yan Hang said.

"I just found out today, do you know?" Chu Yi sat on the stone bench he faced.

"You guys are in class?" Yan Hang asked, "I'll go back to school tomorrow?"

"I asked for leave," said the first day of the junior high school, and he was a little hesitant. He didn't know how to ask the dormitory for the reason for asking for leave. "Today, the people in the dormitory were still asking me, but I don't know what, why?"

"I'm hospitalized." Yan Hang.

"Can you?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"What's wrong with this," Yan Hang, "was stabbed by robbery."

"…Oh." Chu nodded.

"I don't have to keep guarding now..." Yan Hang suddenly paused halfway through his speech, turned around and looked at him.
To be continued...