Vanessa probably wouldn’t like him if she knew. Who would like a sick person?
And since he didn’t even have a healthy and normal body now, what right did he have to think about things that shouldn’t be?
“Brother, can my heart disease really be cured?” Shane’s eyes were dull. “When I was in junior high school, a classmate had the same disease as me. He had surgery too, and also went through several treatments. But… he still died.”
“Brother...”
Looking up, Shane’s dark and clear eyes were watery. He wanted to cry but he's keeping everything in bay. He wanted to appear strong and Shawn’s heart was breaking for his brother.
“Would I… But… I... I can’t bear to leave you.”
“Shane stop it. Don’t talk nonsense.” Shawn frowned, reached out, and hugged the young boy’s thin body. Stroking his
