C307 Farewell 1

He helped Yang Mo to move a stool beside the bed, and only said one word, "Sit!" He left the house.

Yang Mo didn't sit down. He stood at a distance from my bed and stared at me for a long time.

My hair was disheveled, and my clothes were only pajamas. His face had not been washed, his teeth had not been brushed, his chest was already hanging down, and his stomach was still protruding