Bai Dan and Old Han just stood by the bed, watching him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"You can speak now."
The next moment, his lips moved.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
It wasn't that he couldn't speak, it was that he hadn't opened his mouth.
He became somewhat afraid.
Afraid, he opened his mouth again. Still no sound.
"Dad…"
After a long time, he finally spoke.
His voice was hoarse and very soft, sounding as if he were eighty or ninety years old.
"I've got some good news for you."
Bai Dan looked directly at Bai Da as he spoke. To them, it indeed was good news.
Bai Da somewhat couldn't believe it. What good news could his dad possibly have for him?
"Dad, what good news?"
But he also didn't have the courage not to ask. He had always thought that being beaten was torture. But now he knew that it wasn't. It was being cut off from the world that was the real torment.
He couldn't bear that feeling for even a second.
So now, he could only endure.
