Chapter 28 Lucid Dream "Wen Jiangchu, can you stop panting?"...
Chapter.Twenty-eighth
"Wen Jiangchu?"
Chen Qiudu's tone was filled with confusion and surprise. He didn't expect Wen Jiangchu to appear here. It was as if he had known that Xu Zhouye would come back and bring him here.
His pupils trembled, and he lowered his eyes to glance at his home clothes. He calmly moved his arms in front of him to try to cover something, but it was no use.
Wen Jiangchu walked straight to Chen Qiudu without even glancing at Xu Zhouye. He deliberately moved closer to Chen Qiudu, using his body to shield him from the cold wind that seeped into the room. He even deliberately showed off their couple outfits and leaned over to hold Chen Qiudu's wrist.
"Qiu Du, it's time to take your medicine."
Wen Jiangchu's expression was calm, as if the person standing by the window with a gloomy face who might go crazy at any time did not exist. In his eyes, there was only Chen Qiudu.
Before Shen Qiudu could move, Xu Zhouye spoke first: "Wen Jiangchu."
In the darkness, Xu Zhouye's eyes sank slightly, and his thin lips moved. He pulled the curtain closest to him tightly, as if covering himself in a dark area.
Seeing that Wen Jiangchu turned a deaf ear and completely ignored him, Xu Zhouye chuckled, but his face turned pale.
"Wen Jiangchu!"
Xu Zhouye instantly raised his voice, picked up a photo frame beside him and threw it at Wen Jiangchu's back.
Chen Qiudu subconsciously tightened his intertwined fingers with Wen Jiangchu's and stepped aside with Wen Jiangchu. However, the photo frame was moving too fast and still hit Wen Jiangchu's shoulder hard, forcing him to frown and groan. Even when falling, the sharp wooden thorns scratched the back of Chen Qiudu's hand that was covering Wen Jiangchu's waist.
The sudden sharp pain made Chen Qiudu gasp, but this minor injury was not a big deal to him. Instead, he was a little worried about Wen Jiangchu.
I'm afraid the place that was hit has turned purple now.
However, Wen Jiangchu didn't care about these at all. He frowned and raised the back of Shen Qiudu's hand worriedly, stroked it carefully, and even blew on it, which made Shen Qiudu feel a little embarrassed.
"It's already warm, if you keep blowing on it, it's almost healed."
Wen Jiangchu was stunned for a moment, and listened to Chen Qiudu's words obediently, but the anger in his eyes grew instead of diminishing.
He lowered his eyes and found that the photo that Xu Zhouye had just held in his hand had fallen to the ground.
Wen Jiangchu's face darkened. He protected Chen Qiudu behind him, bent down to pick up the photo, and tore it into pieces in front of Xu Zhouye.
"Xu Zhouye, what the hell are you crazy about? I'm only sparing your life because of our past friendship. Don't forget that the medicines your father takes can only be obtained through the Wen family."
"What? Are you thinking of throwing in the towel now? I've been good enough to you. Do you think the Song and Qin families don't know about your tricks? I went against everyone's advice to save your life and trap you in the Xu family. This is already the most tolerant decision I can make."
Xu Zhouye sneered, "Wen Jiangchu, aren't you tired of acting? You've been like this since we were little, acting as if everything you do is for my own good. You insist on making me accept your cheap sympathy and pity! Do you really think you're some kind of Guanyin Bodhisattva?"
"Actually, I've been wanting to say this for a long time! Who do you think you are? Why do you care about me and why do you bring me in front of those people? Seeing them slandering me behind my back, you're very happy and feel superior, right? Master Wen."
"They all say that I only live like a human being because of you, Wen Jiangchu, and that I'm just your dog! Wen Jiangchu, I don't believe you don't know all this!"
"You said you and I were friends, and you took me into your social circle, but why was it me who ended up being isolated and ridiculed?! You brought me in, watched you flourish, watched you gradually become better, and aren't you bullying me!?"
"Wen Jiangchu, stop pretending to be so considerate and helpful. You're actually more... disgusting than anyone else, Master Wen."
Xu Zhouye deliberately spoke sarcastically to Wen Jiangchu at the end, emphasizing the four words "Young Master Wen". He laughed sinisterly a few times, clenched his hands hanging at his sides into fists, and his eyes were full of hatred that had accumulated over the years.
Wen Jiangchu frowned and said, "I never thought about this, and I didn't know they would treat you like this. At that time, I thought that if I told them that you and I were friends, they would stop gossiping for my sake."
"I'm really nice to you because I sympathize with you and I can't bear to see you abandoning yourself. I don't understand why you think this way about me."
"And those people you mentioned are isolating and bullying you. They're just afraid of you. Have you forgotten all the things you did? You secretly added chemicals to other people's water cups, spread rumors that others were cheating, and even deliberately replaced other people's sneakers during sports competitions. Xu Zhouye, these despicable things you did are the real reason why you are looked down upon by everyone!"
"And yet you turned the tables and even brought a knife into the school, nearly killing that person. It was only Mom who noticed something was wrong and stopped you. Xu Zhouye, have you forgotten all this?"
"Shut up! Wen Jiangchu, what do you know?! They deserve this! They brought this upon themselves! If they hadn't provoked me first and looked at me like that, how could I have retaliated against them like this?! What right do you have to accuse me from such a high position?"
Xu Zhuye gasped heavily and pointed at Wen Jiangchu and cursed him madly.
"Wen Jiangchu, you don't understand that feeling at all, the feeling of being disliked your entire life. You've been pampered since you were born, with everything you want. Almost everyone is vying to see you. What do you know?"
"...It's incomprehensible."
Wen Jiangchu felt a headache when he saw Xu Zhouye falling into madness. No matter how much he said, Xu Zhouye would just firmly believe that he had done nothing wrong, and even became more and more jealous of those who kindly advised him.
Instead of wasting time on such a person, it is better to spend more time with Shen Qiudu.
At present, Wen Jiangchu and Xu Zhouye have completely severed their relationship. In fact, their relationship was precarious before, and it was only maintained by Wen Jiangchu turning a blind eye.
But now, Xu Zhouye can no longer stay with Wen Jiangchu. He is like a time bomb. What's more, Wen Jiangchu is no longer alone.
So, Wen Jiangchu just wanted to hold Chen Qiudu's wrist and take him away, but he didn't expect that Xu Zhouye no longer wanted to live.
He came here this time with the intention of dying.
"Wen Jiangchu, you're the one who made me like this. People like you must go to hell with me!"
"Wen Jiangchu!"
When the dazzling white light suddenly appeared, Chen Qiudu knew in almost a second that it was a knife. He was more sensitive to such sharp weapons than anyone else.
So almost subconsciously, he threw himself in front of Wen Jiangchu. This sudden protection completely stunned Chen Qiudu. He never thought that he would be so worried about someone other than his mother.
However, Wen Jiangchu seemed to have expected Xu Zhouye to attack him. When Chen Qiudu pounced on him, he turned around, held Shen Qiudu tightly in his arms with one hand, and turned sideways to knock down Xu Zhouye's dagger with his bare hands.
Unfortunately, he was still stabbed in the abdomen, but soon a gunshot rang out and hit Xu Zhouye's thigh directly, causing him to fall heavily to the ground in pain, bleeding profusely, looking extremely embarrassed.
Following the sudden sound of gunshots, I saw a man in a black haute couture suit, one hand in his pocket, leaning against the door calmly, holding up a gun, his face solemn.
Chen Qiudu had seen this man before. It was when Wen Jiangchu took him to rescue his mother. His surname seemed to be Qin.
But before he could take a few more glances, Wen Jiangchu's palm immediately covered the back of Shen Qiudu's head, pressed his head into his arms, and completely blocked his sight with a look of dissatisfaction.
"Qin Mao, you are late." Wen Jiangchu said in a bad tone.
The vibration of his chest while speaking made Shen Qiudu feel an itch on his cheek. He tried to move away, but Wen Jiangchu raised his hand again and gently pressed his head, even rubbing it soothingly.
Qin Mao blew on the muzzle of his gun nonchalantly. "It was only ten seconds. You're just too weak. This could hurt you. I don't know how you managed to survive this long."
After saying this, Qin Mao ignored Wen Jiangchu's expression, raised his hand and called two bodyguards in, and dragged away Xu Zhouye, who was bleeding too much and was about to faint on the ground.
"I want this person. It's a pleasure to work with you. Remember to call me if there are such good things in the future."
Seeing Qin Mao about to leave, Wen Jiangchu took the opportunity to retort him, "Why don't you stay for lunch before you leave?"
Qin Mao was silent for a moment, then he looked Wen Jiangchu in the eye and smiled provocatively, "If I really keep you, you'll be obedient."
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"I don't want to be a light bulb like Xue Shan. There are people waiting for me at home. I'm leaving now."
"Goodbye."
Qin Mao had just left when his phone rang, followed by the sound of someone urging him to go home. Chen Qiudu raised his head from Wen Jiangchu's embrace, feeling somewhat bewildered by the sudden end of something.
"Wen Jiangchu, what exactly is going on?"
Wen Jiangchu lowered his eyes and curled his lips, his face pale. He sank down little by little, finally putting his head completely close to Chen Qiudu's shoulder. He leaned close to Chen Qiudu's ear and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Good baby, before I answer you, have you forgotten something?"
This time, the close distance no longer brought the fragrance of the herb, but a strong smell of blood.
Chen Qiudu lowered his eyes and saw Wen Jiangchu covering his waist and abdomen with his hands, and a large area was stained red with blood.
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In the room with half-open curtains, Wen Jiangchu stood with his back to the light, taking off his outer clothes, leaving only a tight black vest. His arms were strong and powerful, and his chest muscles were full, rising and falling with his heavy breathing.
He lowered his dark eyes to hide his emotions, staring closely at Chen Qiudu who was applying medicine on him.
Chen Qiudu sat facing him, cross-legged in front of him, but from behind it looked like he was sitting in his arms.
His slightly curled long eyelashes trembled, his brows were furrowed, and he carefully used a cotton swab to dip the ointment and apply it near the cut.
This was the first time that Chen Qiudu applied medicine to other people, especially someone like Wen Jiangchu. He was inevitably a little nervous. His thin hands couldn't hold things tightly and he could never find the right grip.
Sometimes, perhaps when his skin accidentally touched Wen Jiangchu's exposed skin, Wen Jiangchu would always gasp, which would scare Chen Qiudu so much that his hand would tremble again.
After doing this for a while, maybe the ointment will run out and the wound will still be the same.
When Chen Qiudu carefully approached the wound, he accidentally pressed his palm on Wen Jiangchu's chest because of his body shaking. Wen Jiangchu groaned again, and the scorching body temperature immediately made Chen Qiudu's face flush.
He threw away the cotton swab in annoyance, looked up at Wen Jiangchu's slightly guilty face, and said angrily: "Wen Jiangchu, can you stop panting?"
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