Rice yelled randomly from the side: "If you knock your head to pieces and there is blood everywhere, sister will be even more sad. Okay, let's not mention the past things anymore, go and have a rest, and have a few words with sister later.
We’ll talk about the rest later. The days are still long.”
Brian pulled my mother's hand away and said, "Ran Hua, go with them to have a rest; as long as I'm here, I'll be fine."
Rice, you go with your parents to clean up, and come to me when you're done. Don't make any noise for me outside the house."
They agreed indiscriminately, and Brian helped me go back to the house first. I had a terrible headache...
The blood is flowing down my forehead, it hurts![
It hurt, it hurt all the time, it made me lower my head and wanted to bury my head in the sand, like something.
It seems that I have tried hard not to do something like that, but now, it hurts so much that I unconsciously want to do it.
Maybe, I am destined to bow my head? I don’t know.
In my world, there should be only blank space, only silence, black and white silence.
However, now it is all blood red and it keeps buzzing and crying.
I don't care if people cry, but I can't give up now.
After taking medicine and lying in bed, my head still hurts.
The blood was so red that I thought I would never get up again. I thought the President would never wake up from his sleep.
But I didn't, I woke up, I got up, and now I have a headache again.
A hand was placed on my head, and it was gently kneaded, which was very comfortable.
I think it's brother. He is thinking about me. If he is there, nothing will happen to me.
I don’t know when a new brother appeared; but I feel like I know him and remember him. He is good to me and makes me feel comfortable. That’s all.
Gradually, I entered my own world, that quiet world with only black and white blanks, everything was quiet
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When I woke up, brother, he sat beside my bed and looked at me.
I sat up slowly, looked at him, and said: "Brother"
He gave me a cup of hot tea and asked me gently: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
I drank my tea and shook my head. I was fine.
Brian smiled faintly, a little doted on, a little sad, and also felt something I couldn't describe.
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