Be. Short stories about abuse (not abuse)
It was raining heavily outside, but the lights were on in the ward.
Shi Mu was awakened by a nightmare, but fortunately Qi Chun was by his side.
Shi Mu sat on the hospital bed and raised his hand to touch the face of Qi Chun who was sitting next to him.
"Shi Mu, please sleep a little longer." Qi Chun looked at Shi Mu with a smile.
Under Qi Chun's advice, Shi Mu fell asleep again.
Shi Mu was sleeping lightly, and she vaguely heard Qi Chun talking to the doctor about her condition.
Shi Mu didn't care too much.
When Shi Mu got up, Qi Chun was not in the ward, and Shi Mu collapsed and cried.
Fortunately, Qi Chun came back not long after, and he quickly comforted Shi Mu.
Shi Mu was very easy to coax, Qi Chun gave Shi Mu a piece of orange and coaxed him away.
Shi Mu wiped his tears and asked with a slight cry: "You... Where have you been?"
Qi Chun touched Shi Mu's head gently and said with a smile, "Shi Mu, it will be fine."
Shi Mu wiped away his tears and nodded.
Two months later.
"It's still raining and he still hasn't come." Shi Mu looked out the window.
It was raining lightly outside the window, and Qi Chun hadn't been here for two weeks.
Shi Mu sighed and turned around to see Qi Chun.
Shi Mu was very surprised: "Why did you come here?"
Qi Chun scratched his hair and explained, "I'm sorry, there's something going on at home."
Shi Mu smiled and shook his head.
"Doctor, can Mu Mu still be saved?" Shi Mu's mother stood at the door, asking the doctor in a panic.
The doctor sighed, glanced around the room, and shook his head.
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