How Can I Get Rid of Him

I couldn’t move when I got ashore, and A ran with me on his back to find a doctor. There was no hospital at this location on the island except for a few small clinics dispensing medicine. The nurse bandaged Fu Yan’s arm and checked my ankle. She suspected the ankle was dislocated, so she did a routine cleaning and basic treatment and suggested going to the nearest hospital on the island for proper treatment.

To reach the hospital, you needed to take a 30-minute speedboat ride and then a 20-minute car ride. I was tossed up and down several times along the way, and during the whole process, I felt my right foot had been entirely ruined. My ankle became more and more painful and swollen. By the time we got to the hospital, it was swollen to twice the original size. After the doctor X-rayed it, he found that the bone was indeed dislocated and needed urgent treatment. I’d heard that bone pain was terrible, so I was a little scared. Brother Egg went to buy some food while A and Fu Yan were trying to find a topic to divert my attention. I was almost exhausted due to pain, so how could I be in the mood to enjoy their corny jokes?

The doctor took advantage of my distraction to reset the bone, and the pain made me scream. A was taken aback and quickly squeezed my hand. I felt he was about to crush my bones.

“Do you want to crush my hand?” I asked him feebly, and he quickly let go of my hand again.

I was already sweating from the pain after I got the bone reset. I was lying on the hospital bed and didn’t want to move. A wiped my sweat with a wet wipe while Fu Yan sat next to me. None of us spoke, and I felt the atmosphere was bizarre. If Fu Yan were the one with the dislocated bones, A could openly pity and cherish his white moonlight. Having accumulated many years of secret affection, he could take this rare opportunity to express his inner feelings and reveal to him a few things. On the other hand, I would probably stand aside awkwardly and watch the person I love so much be inseparable from another person. I would feel trapped, just like my role in this many-year love affair.

But God still took pity on me. To avoid putting me through such a scene, he made me be the one lying in bed. The difference was that A wouldn’t ramble on in front of Fu Yan.

No, I guess the difference was that A would not ramble on to me.

Brother Egg brought some food, and I ate it casually. The doctor asked me to get a cast. Basically, after a day of tossing and turning, I became a man who could only walk with a large cast and crutches. The doctor said I could already go back to the hotel that night, but I could remain in the hospital overnight if I was not sure. A said to stay in the hospital, and he would be with me during the night.

I didn’t care. He wouldn’t be with me more than a few times, anyway.

In the evening, Fu Yan found a time to send Brother Egg and A out. After going ashore today, I felt he had something to tell me.

Fu Yan sat next to my bed with a very guilty expression: “I’m sorry.”

I shook my head and said, “Today has nothing to do with you.”

It was really none of his business. It was A’s choice to save him; it had nothing to do with others. No one was forcing A with a knife.

Fu Yan sighed and said, “I don’t mean today. I mean, all this time, I’ve been sorry for you. I know your relationship, and I know … you’re still so close to him.”

“You do know that he likes you?” I said with a light smile. “From today, it doesn’t matter to me whether or not he likes or whether or not you want to respond to him. If you get together one day, I bless you, but I may not want to know. I’m not interested.”

Fu Yan was a little surprised at my answer. He was silent for a while and said, “I think he likes you, but he doesn’t know it.”

“But he likes you more.” My voice was remarkably calm.

A couldn’t get Fu Yan; I couldn’t get A; it was a never-ending cycle.

I don’t know what happened between A and Fu Yan before. Maybe the two childhood sweethearts couldn’t be together for some reason. Or perhaps it was A’s destiny to have a lifelong unrequited love and be silently dedicated to Fu Yan forever, without worrying about the future. But if we changed this post’s protagonist to Fu Yan, we would praise A, and A was not worth it.

If you’re asking me what Fu Yan’s feelings are for A, I don’t know. After all, I don’t know him that well. But if it’s love, it must be less than the love I used to have before. Otherwise, apart from not enough love, I really can’t think of a reason why they had known each other for over ten years, and yet they had never been together. Of course, I believe Fu Yan is straight, and his feelings for A are probably closer to a long-time friendship. Otherwise, why does he always have girlfriends?

But none of these things have anything to do with me. Their stories belong to them, and in A’s eyes, my five-year stories combined couldn’t compare to a smile from Fu Yan.

Sorrow is no greater than heart death, and I suddenly felt there was nothing left to say. At that moment, I just felt aggrieved. I fell and dislocated a bone in a foreign country, but I didn’t have by my side my dearest person or the person who loved me the most. I just wanted to go home.

[1st floor] Reverse da beauty: Fu Yan knows that A has a boyfriend who still likes him. It’s a bit shameless to be so close to A.

[2nd floor] April, April has light: I think Fu Yan’s approach is normal. After all, he has a good relationship with A. It’s hard to abandon such a good friend, isn’t it? In fact, from Fu Yan’s point of view, A may just be a good childhood friend.

[3rd floor] You’re the most beautiful: Anyway, I don’t like Fu Yan very much …

[4th floor] Raxy: Anyway, I like Brother Egg more …

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[10th floor] Strawberry-flavored pineapple: Let’s go home, Xiao Xi! Take you to see the wind, the sea, and the moonlight!

[11th floor] Mu Xi: Are you a man or a woman upstairs?

12th floor] Strawberry-flavored pineapple: Female Y(^_^)Y

[OP] Registered a random number. Posting time: 2017-01-19 21:40:10

By the way, I want to complain about the doctor who set my bones. A Chinese, he looked pretty young and spoke Chinese. At first, I was a little worried whether he could re-connect it well.

At the time, A and Fu Yan were telling corny jokes right next to me, and I was roaring inside. “I’m in so much pain; what are you two blabbering about?”

The doctor held my ankle, looked at it for a while, and then sighed, “You kids, you don’t know how to play. Last time there was a person about the same size as you. He jumped from a cliff to the sea and played until he cracked a toe bone.”

A stood by to answer for me, “He wasn’t playing, he was …”

“I didn’t ask you, so don’t speak.” The doctor gave A a blank look, then he kept looking at me and asked, “What were you playing with?”

I thought about it and said, “No …”

Before I finished speaking, the doctor had already held my foot with both hands and twisted. I didn’t even have time to react to the sudden sharp pain in my foot before the bone was connected. I screamed in pain, but the pain after re-connecting the bone was much milder. The doctor clapped his hands and said to A and Fu Yan with contempt, “We call this diverting the patient’s attention. Yours is called an awkward chat.”

My depressed mood all day finally brightened up a bit. You couldn’t tell that this small doctor was a professional. Shameless people were also professionals.

[1st floor] running snail: Ha Ha Ha, the doctor is so cute ~!

[2nd floor] Mu Xi: Can’t Xiao Xi ask for the doctor’s phone, see if you can bend him. (anyway, now I think any man is better than A)