looked at his left ear, his eyes were heavy, but his voice was cold and he said, "It's me."
Winson asked gently, "What did the doctor say just now?
Is there any problem with my illness? "
I said faintly, "Your left ear... is deaf."
After hearing this, Winson kept silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed at himself: "In the last life, I slapped you and made you lose your hearing.
In this life, I'm deaf. It's just a natural cycle, but karma. "
This word, inexplicably, made me feel sour.
I clenched my fist slightly, and didn't know what to say in silence.
It's time to laugh and say something happy.
I can't say a word.
Winson smiled with relief and said, "Natasha, don't tell others about my ears. It's a secret between us. Let's keep it."
Winson stretched out his hand and felt outside the bed through the air, but did not touch me.
He asked in a low voice, "Natasha, what are you thinking?
You don't think I'm making a show. I'm not... "