But the man had no strength left.
He couldn't remember what he wanted to say, either.
Darkness gradually enveloped him.
"Big brother!"
The boy's heart lurched.
"Doctor!"
"Xiao Min!"
"Xiao Min!"
Only when someone shook his shoulder did the boy finally look up in a daze. "...Mom?"
"Xiao Min..."
The woman's lips trembled. "X-Xiao Hao... how is he?"
The boy glanced at the operating room.
Then he shook his head.
His face was utterly dejected.
The woman staggered backward a few steps.
The man caught her.
"Don't scare yourself."
The man forced himself to stay calm as he spoke.
"The doctor hasn't said anything yet..."
"He'll be fine."
"That child, Xiao Hao, will be all right..."
"He will..."
"Blood..."
The boy murmured, "Big brother lost so much blood..."
A choked sob escaped the woman's throat.
She hurriedly covered her mouth.
The wait was long and agonizing.
A commotion could be heard faintly from some distance away.
But here, the silence was so oppressive that no one could sit still.
The boy bit his finger.
The sounds nearby made the boy leap to his feet.
The surgery was over!
"I'm sorry."
The doctor who came out looked exhausted and apologetic.
The boy's eyes widened.
Sorry?
Why was he apologizing?
What did he mean?!
The boy heard his mother crying.
He heard a fist slam into the wall.
He heard all sorts of sounds.
And yet, it seemed he couldn't hear anything at all.
"...Big brother..."
His voice was so hoarse that even he couldn't hear it.
No matter how sad they were, the one who had left was gone.
Those who were still alive had to keep living.
After the funeral, he entered his big brother's bedroom for the first