sadomasochism double

Chapter 77

I took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and the freshness entered my nasal cavity, and I suddenly became in a good mood.

"What would you like to eat this morning?"

"What do you do... I eat whatever..."

Zhuo Yang doesn't really like vegetables.In the past, no matter what vegetables I cooked, he would leave them on the plate. Occasionally, I would worry about whether he would become malnourished due to lack of vitamins.

But it turns out that I was thinking too much.

Even if he doesn't like vegetables, Zhuo Yang still grows up to this day in a healthy way.

But now I don't want to give in to him.

I mixed a vegetable salad for Zhuo Yang, and when I put it in front of him, he was only taken aback, and then obediently picked up the fork.

Seeing Zhuo Yang being so obedient, I was in a good mood, and finally fried a special egg for Zhuo Yang.

After eating fried eggs, Zhuo Yang went to catch up on his sleep contentedly.

It's just that he discussed one thing with me before going to bed.

People who are accustomed to using orders actually saw my unkind expression after the tone of the order, so they softened their voices and started to discuss with me.

"Can you sleep here tonight?"

"I remember I said that I can accompany you... but not sleep with you..." I refused directly.

Zhuo Yang paused, then shook his head after a while and said, "I'm just not used to sleeping alone... sorry..."

Finally I said yes.

Zhuo Yang's legs are still not very good, and no one is around when he wakes up in the middle of the night, and it is not very convenient to go to the toilet.Wouldn't it be worth it for me if he fell on the toilet and broke his other leg?

Zhuo Yang's room is very big, and the sofa is quite soft.

I carried the quilt over and threw it on the sofa, put my hips on my hips and said, "Now you are satisfied... go to sleep... I hope we can live in peace during this time..."

Facts have proved that Zhuo Yang is really obedient.

After seeing my compromise, I immediately closed my eyes obediently and fell asleep.

He fell asleep and I was fine.

I was bored to make some biscuits. I found a barbecue grill in the locker. I guess I can have an open-air barbecue after washing it.

Going ahead, I scanned the refrigerator and found that there were a lot of ingredients. I was about to take out all the meat to defrost, and when I was waiting for spares, I suddenly heard a thumping sound from Zhuo Yang's room.

It's over... nothing will happen.

Something really happened.

When I went in, Zhuo Yang was sweating profusely, and seemed to want to get up from the ground. I took a look, and his hand that was good was not good now.

It's all my fault, why didn't I remember to take away the vase beside his bed.

Seeing my ugly face, Zhuo Yang apologized: "I remembered to go to the bathroom... I accidentally dropped the vase..."

Not only did he drop the vase, but he also disabled his other good hand.

When Zhuo Yang picked out the porcelain fragments in his hand, he was sweating profusely.However, probably because my face was too ugly, he didn't say anything, but silently endured it.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

I put down the tweezers, "Don't you know to call me when you go to the toilet?"

Zhuo Yang lowered his head, I couldn't see his expression, I just felt his voice was very low.

"In the future, sooner or later, I will be alone. No one will always stand in place and wait for another person. I just got used to it early..."

"you……"

That's what I said, but when it's time to be independent, you can be independent, and when you can't be independent, don't force it. Could it be that he doesn't understand this simple truth at all!

but--

This is not the point.

The point is that both of Zhuo Yang's hands were mummified. He used to be coquettish and asked me to feed him, but I refused every time.

Now I can't bear to see him clumsily holding a spoon.

"Forget it...don't do it...I'll feed you whatever you want...by the way...how about our barbecue at noon today..."

I've always wanted to throw a BBQ convention.When I was a child, it was very warm to watch the family next door barbecue on the lawn, big and small. Every time I asked my mother to come to the barbecue meeting with me, but my mother would refuse.

She said that barbecue for two is too lonely, suitable for a large family, not suitable for orphans and widowed families with only the two of us.

It turns out that after so many years, I finally got my wish, but I have to admit that my mother was right.

A barbecue meeting for two is really lonely.

Especially when the other party is still a disabled person.

Zhuo Yang loves meat, and so do I.

I grilled chicken wings, ham, and pork belly.I was sweating profusely from being busy alone, Zhuo Yang wanted to help clumsily, but the problem was that he wrapped it like a rice dumpling, how could he help...

I should be thankful for not helping.

I never want to have a BBQ convention again.Not only was it inexperienced for the first time, the seasoning was not done well, and the heat was not done right, the baked things were always half raw and half burnt.

Of course, I've always been a bit of a culinary genius, and after countless failed bakes, I finally succeeded.

I tested the golden beeswax grilled wings, and I can finally have a satisfying meal.

As for the semi-finished products in front, there is no waste.

Zhuo Yang ate them all.

Later, I played better and better, and we both ate very full.

In the end, we actually played all afternoon.

In the evening, I wiped Zhuo Yang's body and changed his dressing as usual. He kept smiling that faintly until midnight.

I heard a muffled gasp when I got up to go to the bathroom.

At first I thought it was Zhuo Yang's nightmare, but when I walked in, I found that he was completely awake, but his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

"What's wrong with you? Zhuo Yang... What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Zhuo Yang was like a pitiful puppy, he glanced at me with dark eyes, and said weakly: "My stomach hurts... An Yue..."

"..." No...it can't be so unlucky.

Zhuo Yang suffered from acute gastritis.Didn't he have stomach bleeding from drinking some time ago?The doctor told him to abstain from alcohol and spicy food...of course, he should avoid undercooked food.

"Did the patient catch a cold before...and cold his stomach?" The doctor pushed his glasses and asked me in front of me.

I thought about it, and remembered that last night we watched a movie and slept on the sofa all night. When I woke up, I found that the quilt that Zhuo Yang used to cover my legs was all on my body. I wondered if it was at that time Just got cold.

Before I could speak, the doctor was very impatient and continued to ask questions.

"By the way... what did he eat today?"

This time I didn't have any hesitation, and honestly told me what happened in the afternoon.

"barbecue……"

"Barbecue?" The doctor obviously didn't believe it, and squinted at me.

I felt a little guilty, lowered my head towards my fingers, and said in a low voice: "I guess some of them are burnt... Maybe some of them are not baked well..."

Sure enough, the doctor gave me a hard education before letting me go. When I returned to the ward, Zhuo Yang seemed to have fallen asleep after taking the medicine.

Under the dim light, the man's face was still pale, his thin lips were pursed, as if he was very unhappy.

Of course I was unhappy... I was sent to the hospital again... who would be happy.

I stretched out my hand, hesitated for a while, and pressed it against his forehead.

"Feel sorry."

I didn't expect that Zhuo Yang's health would be so bad.

Speaking of which, his health was not very good before, although there was nothing serious about it, but there were frequent minor colds.I used to think that he was eating, drinking, whoring and gambling outside and exhausted his body, but now I have some doubts...

This man seems to have been very tired all these years.

It turns out that in this marriage, I am not the only one who feels tired and hurt.

"Anyue." Zhuo Yang seemed to be dreaming, and the head under my hand began to shake his head, "No...not...sorry...sorry..."

"It's all right." I comforted him carefully, hoping that he could sleep well tonight, but the other party felt my comfort, and instead of calming down, he began to struggle.

"Anran..." For some reason, Zhuo Yang began to rave in his dream.

"..." This is what it means to have a pot of cold water poured on your heart.

I withdrew my hand and decided to let this man die on his own, preferably on this bed. The man on the bed continued to babble.

"I owe you...I will pay you back...it has nothing to do with her...you are dead...I will pay...you will just..."

The footsteps that had already reached the door stopped abruptly.

I walked to the bed and sat down slowly.

The doubts in my head made me unable to resist Zhuo Yang's words.

(End of this chapter)