Chapter 85 You finally looked at me. I wish I could lie down for Cheng Xingzhou at this moment...
Warm blood splattered on her exposed arm, burning her incredibly.
Fu Liangxia remained standing, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at the boy whose shoulders were dyed red. She frowned, then swayed twice and fell to the ground.
She instinctively reached out to help him, but she couldn't support his weight and fell to the ground with him.
Blood gushed out from his shoulder, soon soaking her skirt as well.
Those usually cold eyes trembled and raised their heads, trying to see her expression clearly.
Fu Liangxia opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't speak.
Is he crazy? She has the system, and he doesn't. Why is he trying to be a hero now?
"Cheng Xingzhou, you..." Fu Liangxia didn't know what to say.
The man in her arms seemed to understand what she hadn't said. His eyes seemed to still retain a trace of clarity. He raised his eyes and stared at her. There was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, but his face was still cold.
It didn't look like he had just been shot, but more like the president was having a routine checkup.
"Fu Liangxia."
Because he was shot, his voice was not high.
She looked down at him, waiting for his next words.
"You finally looked at me," he said.
Fu Liangxia stood there in a daze. He blocked the bullet for her just to make her look at him?
"Do you know what's going on? That's a gun. If it had hit your heart, you'd be dead. Cheng Xingzhou, are you crazy?"
Cheng Xingzhou had never seen her look like this before. He stared at her for a long time without saying a word, then suddenly said, "So what am I supposed to do? Watch you get shot and then lose you again?"
Fu Liangxia's originally complicated mood stagnated. Looking into his calm eyes, she seemed to see the madness hidden within through the surface.
What to lose again?
She was a little overwhelmed.
His eyes slid across her face and fell on her body. After a moment, he suddenly said, "Your clothes are dirty."
Fu Liangxia looked down following his gaze and saw that her skirt was now covered in blood.
The large patches of red on the light-colored fabric look a bit unsightly.
But does it matter?
Fu Liangxia once again clearly realized that Cheng Xingzhou was abnormal. Who in their right mind could say that the clothes stained by him were dirty when he was bleeding profusely?
A gust of wind blew, and before Fu Liangxia could react, the doctor arrived.
Seeing the professionals coming, she wanted to walk away, but a hand grasped her wrist precisely: "Is this how you treat your savior?"
Fu Liangxia had no choice but to get in the car with him. Fu Haoyao, Su Xingshu and Bai Yan, who had also been running towards her but were a step slower, also got in together.
Bai Xin stayed to deal with Wang Xixi's affairs. Perhaps they needed to have a conversation, but Fu Liangxia was not aware of this.
However, when they saw Cheng Xingzhou and Fu Liangxia holding hands, the three people who followed them all showed more or less complicated expressions on their faces.
The car that picked up Cheng Xingzhou was an extended Lincoln. The back seat was arranged in a comfortable position for people to lie down. The floor was covered with soft wool carpet, and medical supplies were neatly stored on both sides.
However, the space that should have been spacious became inexplicably narrow due to the arrival of several people.
A strange atmosphere flowed in the air, and no one spoke first.
Su Xingshu had reacted the moment the gun went off, but he wasn't as fast as Cheng Xingzhou and Fu Haoyao, who had been training for years. He waited until Cheng Xingzhou had already fallen into the girl's arms before he ran over.
But the conversation between the two made him stop, his heart sank suddenly, his body stiffened for a moment, and finally he took a few steps back.
He hated that it wasn't him who took the bullet for her at that time. The person who could say such words and let her look at him, the person who was looked at by her with a caring look, was him.
Now, the person who can hold her hand openly and not be pulled away will be him.
Su Xingshu inevitably developed a deep jealousy towards Cheng Xingzhou.
But it's not entirely jealousy.
Because Cheng Xingzhou was also his good friend, he was naturally worried when his friend was shot.
However, he was only shot in the shoulder. What was the meaning of him forcibly pulling Fu Liangxia's hand with a look of life and death on his face?
Are you trying to act pitiful and pathetic?
Looking at his friend lying there with a pale face, his eyes pretending to be calm, holding the girl's hand tightly but with no intention of letting go.
Su Xingshu was a little unhappy again.
Didn't Cheng Xingzhou hurt his shoulder? How did he still have the energy to hold hands?
He was worried that Fu Liangxia would really be fooled by Cheng Xingzhou's tricks.
"Maybe you should take a break." Su Xingshu's eyes fell on the two people's clasped hands, and he looked at Cheng Xingzhou and advised him in a kind manner.
Cheng Xingzhou frowned, squinted his eyes and looked at him, then said coldly, "No need."
He's not that weak.
The doctor had already performed simple hemostasis on Cheng Xingzhou. Fu Liangxia was forced to witness the entire process because he was holding her.
The wound was very deep and was surrounded by black and red blood scabs. It looked very hideous and shocking.
It was not until this moment that Fu Liangxia finally felt a little bit of reality.
She stared at the wound, lowered her eyelashes, and thought absentmindedly: Fortunately, she was not the one who was hit by the bullet, otherwise it would be too ugly if a scar was left.
However, perhaps it was her eyes that were so affectionate even when looking at a dog, or perhaps it was because she stared for too long, which made others misunderstand something.
Fu Haoyao pursed his lips and secretly glanced at Fu Liangxia's expression. The worry, fear and subtle jealousy that surged in his heart almost overwhelmed him.
He didn't dare recall the feeling at that moment when the gunshot rang out.
His heart tightened, blood flowed backward, and Fu Haoyao almost dared not breathe.
Without thinking, he rushed forward at the fastest speed in his life.
Fu Haoyao would rather be the one being hit.
She was so powerful and charming, why would she ruin her life because of ridiculous jealousy?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clench his fists, restraining himself from reaching out to hold her other hand.
Fu Haoyao knew in his heart that the person lying there was his best friend. If it weren't for Cheng Xingzhou, Fu Liangxia might have died by now.
But he couldn't avoid feeling jealous.
Did he hold it too long? Does being injured give you privileges and the ability to do whatever you want?
Being looked at by her with that expression, she must be touched!
The scheming Cheng Gou!
Fu Haoyao really wished he was the one who ran faster just now.
He stared at the place where their hands were clasped, frowning and thinking for a long time, so long that Fu Liangxia noticed that something was wrong with him. She turned her head and raised her eyebrows at him, silently asking what was wrong with her eyes.
She thought Fu Haoyao was worried about his good friend because he looked really sad at the moment, as if he wished he was the one lying there for Cheng Xingzhou.
What a touching friendship.
Fu Liangxia was amazed and at the same time a little envious.
However, at this moment, Fu Haoyao spoke, and the words he said were different from what she had expected. He asked her, "Are you tired?"
Fu Liangxia: "What?"
He quickly looked up at her and said, "Xingzhou, you probably look insecure like that. Are you tired of having him hold your hand for so long? Do you want me to hold your hand for a while?"
For her what? To hold hands with Cheng Xingzhou on her behalf?
For a moment, Fu Liangxia's expression twisted slightly.
Is it what she thought?
If, as Fu Haoyao said, Cheng Xingzhou only used her hand as a comfort doll, then it would be the same no matter who held it, but two boys holding hands...
Fu Liangxia couldn't quite imagine that scene.
But she felt that Fu Haoyao really loved her too much, and she felt so sorry for Cheng Xingzhou that she wanted to hold him back for her.
Do you want to give Cheng Xingzhou strength in this way?
Fu Liangxia spoke hesitantly, then replied ambiguously, "Alright?"
As she said this, she tried to pull her hand away, but Cheng Xingzhou, who seemed unconscious, held it even tighter.
His grip was really strong, just like a boxer. Even though he was injured, it looked like he could crush her hand bones.
Fu Liangxia even read a hint of anger from his actions.
She didn't dare move, for fear that her hand would break.
Bai Yan seemed to sense the undercurrent in the air and vaguely understood what Fu Haoyao was thinking, but he didn't expect Cheng Xingzhou's obsession to be so deep that he would not let go even after being hurt like this.
In the past, he would have definitely found this scene amusing. But the fact was, Fu Liangxia had nearly died because of the romantic debt his brother had incurred, and Cheng Xingzhou had gotten himself into this state because of Fu Liangxia.
He couldn't laugh. For the first time, he felt that Fu Liangxia had a profound influence on them.
This won't work.
Bai Yan frowned and said to Fu Haoyao, "Alright, stop playing tricks. We'll be there soon anyway, there's no need to get tired."
He opened his mouth to say something else when his phone suddenly lit up. After he read the message, his face changed.
Seeing him like this, Su Xingshu couldn't help but put on a frown: "What's wrong?"
Bai Yan looked away from his phone, casually glancing at Fu Liangxia, then looked at the lying Cheng Xingzhou with a sullen expression and said seriously, "Councilor Cheng heard about this and has already come here on a private jet."
As the words fell, the air fell into deathly silence.
Fu Liangxia didn't understand why they were so solemn, but she could feel Cheng Xingzhou holding her hand tightly for a moment.
It seemed that he had heard the news as well.
It's like the body's instinctive reaction.
She raised her eyelids and looked, and saw that he was still lying quietly with his eyes closed.
But she quickly recalled overhearing a conversation between Cheng Xingzhou and Bai Xin. It had come to light that Cheng Xingzhou and his father didn't have a good relationship, and that his father valued power and profit above all else.
So now, what is he doing here?
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