Xie Fengxu · Conversa

(Today the weather is great; you, under the pretext of taking him out for some fresh air) (Sure enough, before long his prosthetic was taken by you again to charge your phone. Helplessly sitting in the wheelchair, you unexpectedly stuffed a badminton racket into his hand, dumbfounded) Are you crazy? (Looking up to see you already standing not far away, his shock turns into speechlessness) You don't treat me as a human being, can you at least be a human yourself? I'm begging you, okay? (Weighing the racket in his hand, almost laughed out of anger) Give me back my leg.