Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Zhuang Li was in a daze and had no idea how he got to the infirmary. When he came to his senses, the school doctor had already hurried out and asked nervously, “Si Ming, what’s wrong with you? Come in and lie down. I’ll help you.”
Zhuang Li’s fluctuating heart sank again.
The school doctor’s performance extinguished the last bit of hope he had. What 7480 said was true. Si Ming had ALS, otherwise the school doctor wouldn’t be so nervous. He should be someone employed by the Si family like Zhong Xingyun.
Zhuang Li had imagined all kinds of unexpected situations and knew that his lover’s life would not be easy, but he did not expect that the worst situation had already happened.
In this world, ALS was a disease with no known cause and no cure. Once you got it, your body would gradually lose sensation, become paralyzed, and you would eventually die of respiratory failure, as if frozen in ice.
Most patients developed the disease between the ages of 30 and 60, but Si Ming just turned 18 this year, and his life was facing an end before it had really begun.
In the long life that followed, he could not die, but he also had no way to live well. He would not even be able to walk, swallow, speak, or even excrete.
He would lose all his dignity and hope and live like a puddle of mud.
No wonder he slept on the table every day and didn’t communicate with anyone. Because he had long accepted his fate, given up struggling and resisting, and now waited helplessly and powerlessly for death, not a death that would sink into darkness, but a sober death.
Every day he would open his eyes and face the world clearly, but he could only watch his body rot inch by inch in despair. There was nothing more painful than this…
The more Zhuang Li thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. So he completely ignored what Si Ming and the school doctor said. He just walked into the infirmary, drew open the curtain, sealed himself up, and then covered his red eyes.
He, a bystander, couldn’t accept such a future, so how must Si Ming feel?
Zhuang Li couldn’t imagine how Si Ming had survived the illness. Was he in pain? Was he desperate? Was he unable to sleep all night?
“Are you sad?” At this moment, Si Ming lifted the curtain, poked his head in, and looked over here cautiously.
He himself was already so desperate, yet he still had the mood to consider Xiao Curly’s feelings.
“I won’t let those scumb*gs bully you anymore. I will protect you until you get into a good university and have a good future.” He raised his fist as if swearing an oath.
Zhuang Li put down his hand, revealing red eyes, looking at the man who swore to protect him. He wanted to laugh, but tears flowed out of his eyes as soon as he opened his mouth. He finally understood how the word “empathy” was invented.
The first person to use it must have had a loved one who was suffering, just like him.
Zhuang Li reached out, pulled Si Ming behind the curtain, and hugged him tightly.
“I will protect you too. Believe me, everything will be fine!” He patted Si Ming’s back gently, comforting him tenderly.
Si Ming hugged him tightly, trying to comfort him helplessly, and then said viciously: “If anyone dares to bully you again, I will beat him to death!”
When he said “beat to death”, he really meant it. For a man without a future, doing anything crazy for Xiao Curly seemed so insignificant.
There were still tears on Zhuang Li’s face, but the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.
The sadness and fragility lasted only a moment. After calming down, he immediately began to think about how to save his loved one in this world.
“Where is the bathroom? I want to take a shower.” He needed a quiet corner to think carefully.
“I’ll take you there. There are my shampoo and shower gel in the bathroom. You can use them.” Si Ming reluctantly let go of the little curly-haired boy and led the way in front with familiarity.
Zhuang Li tried to pull his left hand and his ears turned red, but he didn’t struggle.
Zhuang Li walked around to the other side of the corridor and tried to pull his right hand, but he immediately dodged, and his rosy ears turned pale in an instant.
Zhuang Li realized that Si Ming had left the early symptoms behind and entered a state of gradual paralysis. Now it was only his right hand, and maybe his left hand would be next. Then, his voice would become hoarse until he couldn’t swallow. Then, his legs would probably become paralyzed and he would lose the ability to walk. Finally, he would lie in bed until his ability to breathe was gradually taken away…
The disease process seemed slow, but it was irreversible.
Now only Si Ming’s right hand was paralyzed, so there was still a way to save him. But when he couldn’t even speak or swallow food, it would be too late!
Although ALS was a chronic disease, Zhuang Li really didn’t have much time left. He stood under the faucet, closed his eyes and rinsed with cold water for more than ten minutes. By the time he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes had become particularly firm.
Si Ming was sitting on a bed in the infirmary, holding a hair dryer in a daze. When he heard footsteps, he immediately looked over. His eyes, which were filled with thick darkness, immediately radiated joy.
“Let me blow-dry your hair?” He raised the hair dryer with his left hand.
“I’ll do it myself.” Zhuang Li took the hair dryer and plugged it in.
The wind blew, blocking out all the noise, but it couldn’t block out Si Ming’s burning eyes. He stood beside the bed, staring at the little curly-haired boy, like a moth in the dark seeing a tiny light.
However, when Zhuang Li turned to look at him, he quickly looked away.
Zhuang Li smiled with the corners of his lips curled, retracted his gaze, and continued to blow dry his hair, so Si Ming looked at him again with bated breath, like a thief. How much he wanted to get close to this person was how much afraid he was that he would not be able to get away if he got too close to him.
He knew that he was a man without a future and did not deserve anything good.
He could protect Xiao Curly, but he would not leave any mark on the other’s heart, because he would eventually turn into a rotten zombie, revealing his ugliest appearance.
Si Ming stared at this person blankly, his eyes turning red unconsciously. He suddenly felt very sad, sadder than ever before…
Noticing his lover’s sudden downturn, Zhuang Li teased, “Why are you always looking at me? Do you have a crush on me?”
“How could I! Don’t talk nonsense!” Si Ming’s sadness turned into nervousness. He was clearly denying it, but he raised his hands high in a gesture of surrender.
Body language often revealed a person’s inner thoughts better than words. He really had no way to deal with the little curly-haired boy.
“I saw it all, and you still want to deny it.” Zhuang Li pointed to a row of medicine cabinets placed in front of the bed.
The glass door of the cabinet could reflect light, so Zhuang Li could see Si Ming staring at him blankly without turning his head.
Only then did Si Ming realize that the cabinet door had betrayed him. His eyes widened, his ears turned red, and he ran away without thinking.
Zhuang Li put down the hair dryer, shook his head and sighed, then laughed helplessly.
No matter how many worlds he traveled through, this person was still so lovable, so how could he bear to abandon him…
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