The Decade Of Deep Love Chapter 48: Fuck Your Love!

Suddenly, it flashed through Jingwen Zhang's mind the tins and bottles on the shelves of Jiang's house, out of which books were emptied. This thought startled him into a fine film of sweat all over. "Wenxu, I'll go to your home to meet you. No matter where you are now, go back immediately!"

Wenxu Jiang felt the weird and ominous feeling in his heart pouncing on him, even his legs were limp when he stood up. He was well aware of the fact that there was something he must face, but not aware of what it was. Every cell in his body was screaming at him—'you can't go back!'

When Wenxu Jiang got home, Jingwen Zhang had already been waiting outside, with only a thin cashmere sweater. He looked anxious.

"Why are you so late?" Jingwen Zhang frowned.

Wenxu Jiang took out the key and opened the door. He asked, "What else have you recalled?"

Jingwen Zhang ignored him. Without second consideration, he stepped into the study and found those bottles still there. Zhishu He did not take them away.

Jingwen checked them one by one, and some specific medicine were not easy to recognize when they were unpacked. Besides, he was originally not of the same major with that of Ziyu Ai. So it was hard for him to recognize those colorful pills.

At first, he planned to take some for a drug test, but the innermost bottle caught the sight of Jingwen Zhang, whose pupils constricted the moment he saw them. He reached for the bottle, poured out two pills onto his hand and checked them. He knew this medicine well. Thioguanine—a specific medicine for blood cancer. Last time he hurried to leave, and did not see it clearly.

Wenxu Jiang stood behind him silently. Slowly, Jingwen Zhang turned around, with compa.s.sion and anger in his eyes. Besides, there were also some grief seemed inexplicable and fl.u.s.tered to Wenxu Jiang.

Jingwen Zhang thought of the pallor and weakness the last time he saw Zhishu He, thought of He's blood clotting disorder as well as He's gentle eyes and smiling face every time when he came to Wenxu Jiang's home for dinner. Jingwen shook his head and chuckled strangely, "I'm so sorry I didn't slap you up when I first saw you with a good-looking boy."

Wenxu Jiang's heart was punched mercilessly by an invisible force. He took a few steps forward. Not in a tone of exasperation, he just inquired urgently, "What's up?"

"Do you love Zhishu He?"

"Of course." Wenxu Jiang answered without hesitation.

Jingwen Zhang rushed forward and gave him a good blow. Few things in recent years had made him so angry. With teeth clenched, he cried to Jiang, "You love him?! f.u.c.k your love! You love him and you go out with other boys! You love him and can't see his physical and mental state getting worse and worse! You love him so you rape him!"

Wenxu Jiang could not rebut, but was annoyed by Jingwen Zhang's sudden hit and censure. His IQ was zero when he was out of control. "You don't know about our family! I'm just having fun! I won't let him go!"

"Wenxu Jiang! You're f.u.c.king shameless!" Jingwen Zhang stopped his hands, and his voice became calm. He said with coldness and sarcasm, "When you go out and play, he may be having a bone marrow puncture and can't even get up. When you suspect that he and the doctor are having love affairs, he may have just struggled back home after chemotherapy. You had pretended to regret after you raped him the other day, but do you know he was even not conscious, and he didn't take off his coat because his arms were pinp.r.i.c.ks and bruises all over."

Wenxu Jiang had noticed that things began to run out of control, and a chill went from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet. He froze. His pretended threatening manner had also been away. Like a child bringing disaster, he asked at a loss, "... What... What are you talking about?"

Jingwen sneered, with tears at the corner of his eyes, "Zhishu He don't want you this time." He turned around to leave, with no medicine, no turning back.

"What's the matter with him?!" Wenxu Jiang gave a loud cry, and his voice was trembling with fear to the bone.

"Leukaemia... I don't know how long it's been."

"Don't tease me. I haven't been messing with you lately! All right. Even if Zhishu was not at home, you will get your wedding presents for double shares." Wenxu Jiang became softer and faked an easy smile, "I know that it's my fault. I'm sorry for him. I'll change all of these. You don't scare me in this way."

Like a drowning man struggling, Wenxu Jiang stared longingly at the straw in Jingwen's hand, which could save Jiang's life. As if as long as Jingwen Zhang admitted that all of this was false, he could have a chance of survival.

"Have you ever seen him had a nosebleed? Have you ever seen him not feel like eating due to weakness and weariness? Have you ever seen him suffering from a low fever? You dare not admit it now? You've learned to play a fool? Can you fool yourself?"

Literally, every word made Jiang's heart hurt.