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    Lu Huai was a little crybaby at first

    Wen Di finally decided to wake up Lu Huaichu, because he would catch a cold if he slept like this.

    “Let’s go home.” Holding the confused Lu Huaichu’s hand, Wen Di walked forward slowly.

    After arriving home, Lu Huaichu also looked aggrieved at being manipulated by others. Wen Di could only take off his scarf and coat with his own hands, and then prepared his pajamas and pajamas. After adjusting the water temperature in the bathroom, he pushed him in: “Take a hot shower. I’ll wash the dishes. After the shower, wipe your hair first, and then sit on the bed and wait for me to blow dry your hair, okay?”

    “Okay.” Lu Huaichu took the pajamas and pajamas from Wen Di’s hand, and when he turned around and closed the door, there was finally a smile on his face.

    Fortunately, I have a baby.

    Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Wen Di didn’t dare to rest, so he hurried to the kitchen to clean the lunch box used at night. After cleaning the entire kitchen, Lu Huaichu had already finished washing. At this moment, just as Wen Di said, he was sitting by the bed and waiting.

    At this moment, Lu Huaichu looked like a little beast soaked in the rain. The ends of his eyes were slightly red, his eyelashes were thick and slender, casting a small shadow under his eyes. His hair hung obediently in front of his forehead, with some small drops of water hanging on it.

    Wen Di took the bath towel in his hand and wiped Lu Huaichu’s head twice. Then he picked up the hair dryer, adjusted it to the gentlest setting, and gently blew the hair of the “big dog” in his arms.

    Neither of them spoke. There was only a desk lamp shining with warm light in the bedroom, and the sound of the hair dryer whirring.

    A few minutes later, feeling that his hair had been dried, Wen Di turned off the hair dryer. He sat in front of Lu Huaichu, cleared his throat and said very seriously: “Lu Huaichu, I have something to tell you.”

    Lu Huaichu raised his head and looked at Wen Di in confusion. In his impression, Wen Di was rarely so serious about him. Usually he was either laughing and joking, or he acted like a little bully who did not hesitate to play. He would only act like a baby in his arms when he was feeling unwell.

    “Lu Huaichu…” Wen Di took a deep breath and said with determination: “Uhibbuka hatta…akhir nafs…”

    After finishing speaking, he turned away embarrassedly.

    “?” Lu Huaichu was stunned for a moment. After he realized it, he held Wen Di’s face with both hands and asked him to face him: “Baby? What did you say? What’s wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you have a fever again? Why are you starting to talk nonsense? Let me see where you feel uncomfortable? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

    Comrade Wen Xiaodi, who wanted to take advantage of his lover’s frustration to express his love in such an ambiguous environment, was now filled with shame and anger, and roared in anger: “Get out of here! I’m so good! I’m so angry!! Go to bed!!!”

    Lu Huaichu was confused when he was yelled at, but he still lay down obediently, his eyes never leaving Wen Di, who was covered in sparks.

    “Baby…” Lu Huaichu called softly.

    “No! I’m very fine! It doesn’t hurt anywhere!”

    “Oh…” Lu Huaichu shut up.

    As soon as the lamp was turned off, the bedroom fell into darkness. Wen Di lay beside Lu Huaichu, breathless. He knew that Lu Huaichu was staring at him with blinding Kazilan peach blossom eyes at this moment, but he just didn’t want to pay attention.

    Lu Huaichu had a problem. He reported good news but not bad news. He kept everything in his heart. Wen Di vowed to get rid of this problem for Lu Huaichu this time.

    “Lu Huaichu, aren’t you going to tell me? You are very unusual today!” Wen Di’s voice sounded faintly.

    “…cough cough cough.” The owner of peach blossom eyes choked on his saliva and coughed.

    “Am I so unworthy of your trust? Unworthy of your trust and sincerity?” While Lu Huaichu was coughing and unable to speak, Wen Di pressed forward step by step.

    “No…ahem…no!! Ahem!!!” Lu Huaichu sat up anxiously, grabbed Wen Di’s hand, and signaled him to stop talking.

    He has never been able to talk about hearing the flute.

    Wen Di thoughtfully rubbed Lu Huaichu’s back, and handed him a glass of warm water at the right time. He had the temperament of a “good wife” and said warmly: “Then tell me, don’t hold it in your heart, I feel bad.”

    After saying that, he took the hand that Lu Huaichu held on to him and put it against his heart.

    The regular beating coming from under his palm made the tip of Lu Huaichu’s nose sore.

    He put the water glass on the bedside table, turned around and hugged Wen Di with such strength that he wanted to rub Wen Di into his body.

    Wen Di also hugged Lu Huaichu back, holding his shoulders with one hand, and running the other hand along Lu Huaichu’s spine from top to bottom, comforting him step by step.

    He felt warm liquid flow onto his neck.

    Lu Huaichu cried.

    “Lu Huaichu…” Wen Di called softly, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

    “Well…” His nasal voice was mixed with grievance.

    “Lu Huaichu…”

    “Um…baby…” She sounded even more aggrieved than before.

    “Cry, cry… I’m here…”

    Lu Huaichu did not respond to Wen Di. Wen Di carefully felt the changes in the person in his arms.

    The originally calm body began to tremble slightly, and Wen Di could only tighten his arms and hug the man tighter.

    He loves to cry so much… What will he do this year when he is going to be stationed abroad…

    Wen Di didn’t know how long Lu Huaichu had been crying. Dark environments always make people lose their sense of time.

    “Baby…”

    “Huh? What’s the matter? I’m here.” Wen Di freed up a hand, groped in the darkness, found Lu Huaichu’s hand and held it tightly.

    “Baby, today I was supposed to perform an organ transplant on a little girl.” Lu Huaichu’s voice was a little hoarse, probably because he had just cried.

    “Well…” Wen Di changed his position and pulled Lu Huaichu to lie on the bed. He held Lu Huaichu’s hand tightly with one hand and kept groping the back of Lu Huaichu’s hand with his thumb. The other hand was placed on Lu Huaichu’s waist, patting the man’s back gently.

    “But she died.”

    “Dead?” Wen Di was stunned, and then remembered the chat between two young nurses he heard in the elevator later today. It couldn’t be such a coincidence, right???

    “Well…she died before I could operate on her.”

    “Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. It’s not your fault.” Wen Di has been struggling in society for five years and has long since looked away from the matter of life and death.

    “It’s my fault…it’s my fault…” Lu Huaichu murmured, “If I hadn’t postponed her surgery, she wouldn’t have died.”

    “Lu Huaichu, there are not so many absolutes and certainties. You are a doctor, not a god. Don’t put so many moral shackles on yourself that you can’t breathe. You have done a great job!” Seeing that Lu Huaichu was about to fall into a strange emotional circle again, Wen Di quickly stopped him.

    “…Baby is right, I am a doctor, not a god, but I am the accomplice who killed her today.”

    Banxia novel, a lot of fun

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