Chapter 1: Since You Want to Hear Me Tell Stories

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Snow was falling outside the window, and a stray dog was covered in snow, curled up silently beside his wheels. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

With a steaming cup of coffee in my hand, I stood in front of the window, looking at the dog lovingly, and for a moment, my imagination flowed to me.

"Brother, the bed has been cleaned up for you, what do you think of the fruits of my labor?"

His voice is always so infectious, an indescribable "bear charm". No matter what I'm doing, seeing, or thinking at the moment, it can take my mind away.

I pretended to look back at him nonchalantly and at the masterpiece he had contributed to me.

At that moment, my expression was smiling. In fact, my heart has already cried into an ocean.

I didn't know what to say to him, because I knew that even if I used all the good compliments in the world, it would not be enough to describe the man in front of me who loved me deeply.

And he seemed to see through my thoughts, deliberately put on a cute look, and said to me in frustration, "It seems that I still can't meet my brother's satisfaction!" ā€

"Where?! It's already perfect! I was afraid that he would continue to misunderstand, so I quickly added.

"Hey, hey."

He smiled so charmingly, like the snow in the blooming season of pear blossoms, unstained with a little filth, and proudly blooming in spring.

Gollum--Gollum--

(My stomach rings)

So, he smiled and said, "Hehe, hungry, right?" I'm going down now to buy you food. ā€

With that, he stood up and prepared to put on his coat and go downstairs.

I blushed and said to him embarrassedly, "Shenko, when you come back, remember to pick up the dog in the yard as well." I think it must have frozen in the snow. ā€

He looked at me hesitantly, smiled peacefully, and responded, "No problem, I'll bring you that dog." ā€

Before going out, he turned his head again and added, "Hehe, I didn't expect that my brother is quite caring." ā€

What do you mean by that? Didn't I have love before? "I raised my mouth and played with my temper.

Actually, I'm not angry with him, but love from the heart, only love can seem so ordinary when I speak. He knows all about this.

He didn't argue with me anymore, just smiled and left with that chubby bear face.

At this moment, I stood quietly alone in the ward, looking out of the window through the glass window, until I found his tiger-backed figure gradually dwarfing in the ice and snow, and my heart slowly calmed down.

I knew he must have gone to buy me all sorts of delicious breakfasts.

At this moment, the attending doctor who inspected the ward walked in.

He asked me, "Excuse me, are you Hu Xiaotian, Mr. Hu?" ā€

"Yes, I am Hu Xiaotian. Doctor, how is my condition? ā€

"...... this?" The doctor seemed to swallow back what he was about to say, hesitated, and asked me again with a solemn expression, "Mr. Hu, is your family here?" ā€

"In!"

"Where are the others now? I have something to say to your family. ā€

"He's buying me breakfast in the snow and ice right now."

"And what is your relationship with him?" As he spoke, the doctor picked up the medical record book in his hand, ready to record the details of the patient.

In an instant, I hesitated for 15 seconds, then calmly said to my attending doctor, "He is my 'husband'." ā€

The doctor was stunned, thinking that I was really mentally ill, and hastily ticked a few strokes in the medical notebook, and then left my room with a sad face.

Ten minutes after the doctor left, he returned.

He was excited, carrying large bags of things in both hands, followed by the dog, and strode in.

I took a few curious glances and saw that there was today's breakfast inside: scallion pancakes, tofu brain (he likes to drink this the most), Hu spicy soup (I like to drink this the most), and all kinds of mouth-watering snacks, I was dazzled.

I asked him, "How many things do you buy?" ā€

He happily said to me, "Hehe, these are your favorite foods!" Are you tempted? ā€

"It's not just heartbeat, saliva is about to flow out, let's hurry up!"

"Don't forget to pray before eating?!"

"Well, I didn't forget! Thank God for giving us today's food, and ask God to cleanse them so that Shenko and I will be strengthened after eating them! ā€

After a brief exchange of prayers and praises, Shenko and I were on the move. It's something we both do before meals, after all, he believes in it. I've been with him for a long time, and I've learned a lot subtly.

During the meal, I devoured and binge-eaten, like a hungry lion, eating as if I had no image. He, on the other hand, chewed slowly, ate very slowly, and fed the dog bits and pieces from time to time, which was not at all like his usual style, because he ate faster than I did on weekdays. Maybe it's because of the special situation, I'm in the hospital, I'm a patient, and he deliberately chose this way of eating for the sake of me. Not only did he eat slowly, but he also looked at me affectionately while eating, watching my every move, and I was almost embarrassed to eat.

"I said Shenko! That's not your usual style! If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either! I playfully put the uneaten food in my hand in its place and said to him arrogantly.

"Don't! Other! Other! He panicked and reassured, "I'll eat!" I eat! If you don't eat it, why am I still eating here? ā€

What he is best at is pretending to be extremely aggrieved in front of me, and I just like to see his expression, which is always full of vitality and vitality, making a weak heart tremble.

Then, he took out two bottles of Nutrition Express from the plastic bag, happily handed one of them to me, and said, "Here you go, your favorite drink." ā€

I took the bottle of Nutrition Express in purple packaging and gave him a "toast" with ruddy eyes as a sign of my sincerity.

The puppy was running around happily, and just then, he secretly took the opportunity to ask me a question that he had been hiding for a long time. I knew this question, he had been wondering for a long time, and now, there was no need to hide anything from him.

He asked, "Brother, who did you associate with before you met me?" Happy? Lost? How did you break up? Do you regret it now? Tell me your story! I'm listening! ā€

"Hmph......" I smiled and said to him, "Since you want to hear me tell ...... story"

(Warning: This is a "gay" type novel, filled with a lot of plots that the average person can't understand.) or shocking, or sentimental, or passionate, or emotional...... Please have "tissues" ready before reading this book! )

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