4. A little hope in hopelessness
Kritithi hates hospitals very much. He hates the white aisles, hates the nurses and doctors wearing white uniforms, hates the smell in the hospital, because everything reminds him of his childhood when he went to the hospital as often as everyone else went to school. He hated it, especially small rooms with air conditioners and glass windows that could be seen from the outside.
And now he was in front of the private hospital he always visited.
"I'll see you in the car when we're done."
"What do you mean?" Graph immediately turned to look at the speaker. When the other person turned to the back seat, he saw something he didn't notice at first...a bouquet of flowers.
The big man turned around holding a bouquet of bright red roses, and then said irresponsibly:
"I'm just going to change the bandage. I can walk by myself."
"P won't you accompany me?"
This time the person listening looked over completely, frowned slightly, and then said something disturbing...
"I picked you up because of your father's order, but I don't have to take the little furry kid to the treatment room. He can walk on his own if he has legs. Don't say that he can't walk like a spoiled child with just a little injury." Pakin said a little impatiently, and then got off. Car. The injured man immediately followed and grabbed the hand holding the bouquet.
"Where is P going?" Graph asked while staring at the bouquet in his hand. The person who listened also answered, but the answer was like this...
"When do I have to answer your question?" After saying that, the young man pressed the lock button and walked into a building with long legs. The listener was so angry that he bit his lip until it hurt, but he still quickly followed the other person and retorted:
"But I want P to come along."
"Are you still a kid, Graph!" The person listening turned around and said in a bad tone. The young man paused and looked at his sharp eyes full of displeasure.
"I've worked hard to get here as you asked, why do you want to bother me? You know, I still have a table of work to deal with, and now I have to waste time picking up a self-righteous, stupid kid who only gets into trouble. Can you be mature? Please, please don't give me a headache!" Pakin said louder, his rare and unpredictable sharp eyes looked even more terrifying, full of disgust, irritation and anger, making those who looked at them just purse their lips. Mouth.
"I'll see you in the car when you're done. Don't let anything happen again." The speaker saw the round eyes in front of him were soaked with tears, like a child who was bullied by an adult and then tried to solve the problem with tears. But he would not comfort or explain. Instead, he immediately turned around and got on the elevator leading to the inpatient department.
The tall man left, leaving the immature child standing angrily.
"Cause trouble, cause trouble, cause trouble, P will only say that I am causing trouble!" Graph bit his lip, suppressing the tears that were about to burst out.
"I don't want to cause trouble to P at all, can't you be nice to me?" The slender man blinked hard to prevent tears from flowing out, and then immediately raised his head to see which floor the elevator stopped at. Then turn around and walk to the other side.
"You know this is going to happen, but why don't you give up? Damn it." The boy asked himself for the hundredth time. It wasn't that he didn't want to give up. He thought, it's hard enough to like a man, but also like someone like Pakin. For a bad man, life can't get any worse, but he can't let it go.
