(MTL) The Little Deaf Man decided to be Spoiled

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Ji Ruan couldn't fall asleep that night.

He always thought that he accepted the hearing-impaired self well, and often would voluntarily remove his cochlea to enjoy quietness.

But when the silence became a last resort, he was a little flustered.

He lost his cochlear implant in his right ear and could hardly hear any sound, but he could still hear some in his left ear, but these sounds became abstract and fragmented in the middle of the night, like ghosts whispering, which disturbed Ji Ruanye from sleep.

He slept well even after removing his cochlea, Ji Ruan didn't understand why he was so uneasy just because he couldn't touch the small black external device.

Presumably for people with hearing impairments, any hearing aid is no less than an addictive substance.

Ji Ruan got up very early the next day, and when he was washing, the eyes of the person in the mirror were black and black, like eggplants beaten by frost, without any energy.

One night passed, and his clavicle and ribs were bruised by the cat. It was sore and painful, and his back also hurt, but he couldn't see it himself, and he didn't know whether it was bruised or purple.

Ji Ruan sighed inwardly, he didn't have many clothes, and after searching for a long time, he could only find a small round-neck T-shirt to change into, barely covering his collarbone.

It may be due to his physical condition. His physical condition is easy to show on his face, but if he is a little uncomfortable, his complexion will look very bad.

For example, now, Ji Ruan knows that there is nothing wrong with him, but he looks like a desperate employee who has been exploited by 996 for a whole month.

Ji Ruan stared at the mirror for a while, and finally took a basin of hot water, wet the towel and rubbed his face vigorously, at least using the steam to make his cheeks rosier.

It seemed that someone was coming to the room. Ji Ruan was afraid that his ears would not be heard if someone knocked on the door, so he simply didn't close the door today. He put down the towel and walked out of the bathroom, just in time to run into Gu Xiuyi and Song Tezhu who was following him.

Gu Xiuyi has already tidied up, white shirt and dark gray suit, clean and elegant.

Ji Ruan's bangs were wet, and a few strands were pasted on his forehead. He plucked at will, approached the two people by the door, and smiled symbolically: "Good morning."

Song Tezhu immediately responded with a decent smile "Good morning, Mr. Ji."

Gu Xiuyi didn't speak, his eyes stayed on Ji Ruan's face for a moment, and then moved to his hair. This kid got up early and his hair frizzed, but the few strands on his forehead were wet and looked quite sloppy.

Gu Xiuyi pursed his lips tightly, trying to endure for a moment, but in the end he couldn't hold back, took a few steps closer, and stretched out his hand to smooth Ji Ruan's bristling hair.

He stroked and said seriously: "Even if you are in a bad state, you must always maintain your best image in front of outsiders."

He was close, and the words came to Ji Ruan's left ear without saying a word. Although not completely clear, at least he could hear It's clear.

The tone was like a leadership inspection during a morning meeting.

Ji Ruan, who had never been to work before, was treated like this for the first time, and was instantly absurd and speechless.