Mr. Heal's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched, his nails were clenched into the flesh, he knew that he had no rights, but the picture in front of him still couldn't accept it, why? Why is it that the person who laughed with himself yesterday is making out in bed with someone else today, and it is over before it starts? Mr. Healing wanted to say another sentence that was too hypocritical, but for Mr. Sweet, he only gave him full of love, and he was unwilling to see him like this! It's like a castle built with sand by the sea, and suddenly a wave destroys the work that you are satisfied with, and the work is broken and angry, but your own efforts collapse and you are unwilling.

"What are you doing? Who is he? Mr. Healing tried his best to keep his emotions in check, but he still yelled. Mr. Sweet and Little Bean Paste Bag were a little confused and startled. Mr. Sweet put on his clothes and wrapped the still dazed bean paste into the quilt, put on his shoes and got out of bed and came to the door to heal Mr. Heal.

"Coming so early? Got gunpowder? Mr. Tian didn't know what was wrong with Mr. Heal, thinking that he was in a bad mood and joking as usual, Mr. Heal stretched out his hand and pulled Mr. Tian out of the door, Xiao Doushabao was frightened by Mr. Heal, who was very fierce when he looked at it, and called Mr. Tian his husband in a low voice. Mr. Tian smiled and waved his hand to signal him to continue to lie down and sleep obediently, Mr. Healing didn't want to see this scene again, let alone listen to others call the person he liked as his husband, so he directly grabbed Mr. Tian viciously and went out. "Hey! Got the wrong medicine? "Mr. Sweet was dragged a little painfully, and he was dissatisfied with Mr. Heal. Mr. Heal relied on his strength and directly grabbed Mr. Tian and pressed him against the wall, looking at Mr. Tian with his hands imprisoned by his waist and face against him with anger in his eyes.

"Who's in bed?" Mr. Healing gritted his teeth and froze coldly, and the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger. "How can you be like others, how can you be." Mr. Healing looked at Mr. Sweet like this, Mr. Sweet was very dizzy, and he didn't understand why Mr. Healing was like this, but he seemed to understand something, but he was very reluctant to think about it, Mr. Sweet stabilized his emotions and said the same look and tone as usual.

"My boyfriend." Mr. Sweet looked into Mr. Heal's eyes and said decisively, he was also exploring, exploring whether Mr. Heal was real.....

"You're Lao Tzu!" Mr. Healing was no longer as cold and calm as before, and roared emotionally, and his hand pressed on Mr. Sweet's shoulder lightly. "I like you, I knew you before he did! Stay with me! "Mr. Healing pinched Mr. Sweet's chin and told him to look at himself, he didn't like Mr. Sweet to talk without looking at his eyes, he didn't like Mr. Sweet to be distant from him and smile at others, he would rather be locked in a cage than share it with others." We met you when you were ten years old and I was twelve years old, and now I am twenty-five years old and you are twenty-three years old, Lao Tzu has loved and taken care of you for thirteen years, why share it with others. Yes! Why give it to others! Mr. Healing was a little out of control, and Mr. Sweet closed his eyes and opened his eyes.

"You are an older brother and my best friend, but we can't be together because I don't like it, and if I like it, it's just family affection, I'm sorry." Mr. Sweet reached out and pushed Mr. Heal away forcefully, and Mr. Heal pressed him against the wall again. "You need to be calm!" Mr. Tian was a little flustered, but he had to refuse, he really couldn't give hope, they were intimate, but they couldn't become lovers after all.

"Can't calm down!" The green veins and veins on Mr. Heal's neck are bulging, and he is very embarrassed now. "Let me calm down! You say, you say, you say, after so many years of petting, the place where the heart took root was suddenly uprooted! How to be calm, how to be calm...."Mr. Heal's voice was a little choked. "Yesterday is still mine today why, why is it .... Someone else's! Mr. Healing imprisoned Mr. Tian and lowered his head and attached it to his shoulder, and Mr. Tian felt a hot and moist liquid fall on his neck socket. Stay with me! Mr. Healing raised his head and looked at Mr. Tian with some sadness, these bright eyes were now dim and lifeless. You can only be mine! Mr. Healing kissed Mr. Sweet's neck, his hand roamed over him, his teeth bit his neck hard, and his delicate fleshy hand caressed Mr. Sweet's body, Mr. Sweet pushed Mr. Healing away hard, and before he could speak, he saw Mr. Healing faint on the ground!

"Hey!" Mr. Tian hurriedly went to help Mr. Heal, only to see Mr. Heal fall to the ground with a pale face, Mr. Tian picked up Mr. Heal and went to the hospital, and when he heard the voice, he had already come to the door to peek at the little bean paste bag and ran to Mr. Tian's side, looked at him, and then looked at Mr. Heal on his back. "Don't be afraid of the little bean paste bag yourself obediently at home, I'll take my friend to the hospital!" Mr. Healing comforted the bad-faced little bean paste bag, who didn't speak and just followed behind Mr. Sweet. "Let's go to the hospital together." Mr. Sweet rubbed the head of the little bean paste bag and pulled him to the hospital not far away, and Mr. Sweet, who was in a very chaotic mood, couldn't take care of the little bean paste bag.

Xiaodoushabao doesn't understand why he is in such a strange mood, and he doesn't understand why he kisses Mr. Tian when he sees a man who comes suddenly, but he is very sad and unhappy, and he doesn't want Mr. Tian to be touched by others, and he doesn't want Mr. Tian to kiss others. Even if it's a friend of Mr. Sweet, it's not good to think about it this way, it's bad and selfish. Xiaodoushabao lowered his head and turned over the river and sea in his heart, obviously said that he only liked him alone, why should he hug others? Don't you want yourself! The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and it was even more sad to see Mr. Tian carrying Mr. Heal's nervous appearance and ignoring himself, Xiao Doushabao lowered his head and didn't cry, wiping the tears that had been flowing with his sleeve. Mr. Tian walked into the hospital, and the nurses and doctors hurriedly pushed Mr. Heal, who was still unconscious, into the emergency room.

"Little bean paste.... Pack? "When Mr. Tian turned around, what he saw was a small bean paste bag full of tears." Why are you crying? Well? Mr. Tian took Xiao Doushabao's hand and pulled him to sit on the bench, took out a tissue from his pants pocket to wipe his tears and crying little face, the more Xiao Dousha Bao cried, the more fierce he became, and the more he cried, the more fierce he said, he couldn't finish it. Don't cry, don't cry, tell your husband what happened? Mr. Tian squatted on the ground and pulled the hand of the little bean paste bag to gently wipe his tears, the little bean paste bag sucked the red nose and looked at Mr. Tian choked and pointed at his neck, the skin that was bitten by Mr. Healing just now was very eye-catching!

"You, you told me in the morning that you can't kiss others and can't be kissed by others, but you kissed him just now and hugged each other!" Xiaodoushabao choked up and laboriously finished a large part of the complaining accusation, and cried again when he finished speaking. "Does Mr. Sweet not want me anymore? There is only one such cute demon with a small bean paste bag! Little Bean Shabao grabbed Mr. Tian's hand and asked uneasily.

"He, he's my friend, maybe he's in a bad mood, that's why that's why my husband doesn't want you!" Mr. Tian once again helped Xiao Dou Sha Bao wipe away his tears, Xiao Dou Sha Bao sniffed and didn't speak, his face was full of four big words I don't believe, and his pouting mouth was about to hang something. "Dear girl, let's explain to you well after we go home, my husband takes care of his friends first, and he is still here to rescue him if he faints." Mr. Tian lowered his head and kissed the hand of the little bean paste bag in his hand, and the little bean paste bag couldn't be ignorant, nodded and sat on the bench obediently, secretly sullen in his heart, and suddenly began to think seriously.

"Isn't the life span of a human being short?" Little Bean Shabao looked up at Mr. Tian with his chin up, Mr. Tian nodded and thought to himself (Yes, the life span of human beings is only a few dozen years, but what about him in front of him?). Shemales have different paths? The goblins are all hundreds of years old, right, what will the little bean paste bag do when he dies? Or what should I do when I am old, my lover or my youthful appearance? Are you willing to close your eyes and face the moment of death? Mr. Sweet's mind was full of question marks. "If Mr. Sweet is gone, I will follow you, where Mr. Sweet is, where is the little bean paste bag!" Xiao Doushabao didn't have many doubts, and even said that he suddenly understood a lot when he saw the blue sky, and he liked the man in front of him, so he liked him well. "Therefore, my husband is not allowed to like others, and he is not allowed to hug others!" The little bean paste bun is very resolute, and there is a smile on his face, and Mr. Sweet hugs the little bean paste bun with emotion and warmth.

"My lifespan is limited, but love is as enduring as yours!" Mr. Sweet hugged the little bean paste bag tightly, it turned out that love is not only sweet, but also sad and helpless, picking up a cute demon is easy to want to spend a life with this one who will never grow old, but it is a little difficult. Birth, old age, sickness and death, birth, old age, sickness, death, old age, sickness and death. It's like birth, old age, sickness and death have been circulating but can't pick up the next sentence, but I'll work hard to catch this demon.

"Mr. Sweet!" Mr. Doctor, who knew Mr. Tian, walked out of the emergency room to talk to him, Mr. Tian let go of the small bean paste bag, and then grabbed his hand and walked with him into Mr. Doctor. "Your friend, do you know about his condition, it's very bad, it's terrible! Patients with acute glaucoma must have been in a coma before! Mr. Doctor's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, and Mr. Tian's hand involuntarily grabbed the hand of the small bean paste bun.

"How is it treated? In the early days, it was still ....." Mr. Tian's voice trembled a little, and his heart was full of guilt, and his friend was really unqualified. "Say it!" Mr. Tian looked at the ugly doctor, and Mr. understood seven or eight points in his heart. "Do you want to tell him about his condition?" Mr. Sweet looked at Mr. Healing who was pushed out, and his heart was mixed, and he was still laughing when he was stabbed, and he was lying on the cart with his eyes closed and his face pale.

"It is advisable not to hide it." Mr. Doctor patted Mr. Tian on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Mr. Tian glanced at the little bean paste bag, clenched his hand and walked to the ward with him, and waited for Mr. Healing to wake up, and after more than an hour, Mr. Heal's lips on the hospital bed opened slightly and his eyelids moved! Darkness, confusion, tingling, all kinds of sensations came through Mr. Healing's eyes. I seem to have fainted again, but my eyes hurt more this time than the last time! "Are you awake?" Mr. Sweet stood up and spoke to Mr. Heal, who knew that Mr. Sweet was not coming alone, although his eyes were blurred. "Do you want to drink water?" Mr. Sweet poured water for Mr. Heal, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"Tell him to leave!" Mr. Healing yelled at Mr. Sweet's position, but Mr. Sweet didn't speak. "Get out!" Mr. Heal picked up the pillow on the head of the bed and threw it on the ground, and Mr. Tian protected the little bean paste bag and pulled him out and told him to wait for him. "What's wrong with my eyes? What a situation! Mr. Healing looked at Mr. Sweet's position in a cold tone, and Mr. Tian opened his mouth with some difficulty and stretched out his hand to hold his hand. Say, Lao Tzu is not like you, not like a man! Mr. Heal felt the warmth of his hands, but his eyes couldn't see, and he actually understood the stinging pain and inexplicable dizziness in front of his glasses.

"We may cooperate with the treatment, and maybe there may be a chance to be cured and recovered!" Mr. Sweet held Mr. Heal's hand and tried to appease him, but Mr. Heal slowly withdrew his hand and put it in front of his eyes, blurry, was he going blind? Blind and unable to see? "Be strong, I'll accompany you for treatment!" Mr. Tian rolled down a tear, and the little bean paste bag outside the door looked at the crying Mr. Tian and burst into tears.

"It's okay or not, so you can't see your love with others! Hahahaha, it's better to see you hugging others! Mr. Healing smiled and laughed for a long time. Get out! Get lost! Mr. Healing pushed wildly, but his hand never pushed to the air. Obviously, I love you deeply, accompany you, but you are snatched away by others, I love light, darkness comes, I am a healing gentleman who solves problems for others, but no one cares about my sadness! Woo..... "This is the first time Mr. Healing has cried, and it is also the first time that Concentric Lock has seen Mr. Healing crying, and Mr. Sweet is standing in place." "Get out!" Mr. Healing roared heartbreakingly, Mr. Sweet walked out of the ward like lead under his stunned feet, Mr. Sweet and Xiaodou Paste Bag hugged silently, and Mr. Healing sat on the bed with his hands covered and his eyes lost.

Can't see it? He can accept things that he can't see the sun or the sea, but what about Mr. Sweet, who has been watching it for more than ten years under his eyes! Can't see it anymore! The stinging pain in his eyes, the stinging pain in his heart, Mr. Heal, as if he couldn't breathe, sat for a long time. In the ward, he doesn't eat, drink, accept drugs and infusions, no longer talk to people, no longer open his eyes and look at others, Mr. Tian is like this every time he comes.