Chapter 41: First Wisdom Teeth "Then I'll Die for Love"
Chapter.Forty-first
"Qiu Du?"
Just as Chen Qiudu walked into the familiar alley, a familiar female voice came from the distance.
Lu Shuyao was walking towards him. After her vision became clear, she chuckled and quickly quickened her pace to rush to Chen Qiudu's side.
He was just stunned when he saw the two big bags in Chen Qiudu's hands.
"Qiu Du, what are these things of yours..."
Lu Shuyao took a bag and looked inside tentatively. She could vaguely see some Chinese medicine bags and Western medicine boxes.
"These are the medicines the doctor prescribed. There was a problem with the gland treatment, and I can't stop taking them for the next few days. I brought them all with me."
In fact, Wen Jiangchu originally wanted to send Chen Qiudu in directly, but unfortunately he was stopped by Chen Qiudu. He even refused to let Wen Jiangchu deliver the bags full of medicine.
Chen Qiudu has a small body, and the two bags combined may be heavier than him. Wen Jiangchu really feels sorry for him, but Chen Qiudu is unwilling to do it, so there is nothing he can do.
After all, before he was with Wen Jiangchu, Chen Qiudu had moved heavier things by himself and even strained his arm. These were nothing to him.
"So many medicines? Qiu Du, your body—"
"I'm fine." Chen Qiudu forced a smile to try to comfort Lu Shuyao, but Chen Qiudu's words of self-assertion were never to be trusted.
"They're actually just basic medicines. Take a look if you don't believe me."
So, Lu Shuyao casually took one out of the bag and put a label on the outside of the bag. The label was filled with the time and frequency of taking the medicine, whether before or after meals, dietary precautions, doctor's instructions, etc., covering almost all aspects. The last signature was the word "Wen", followed by a special symbol of love.
Lu Shuyao instantly thought of Wen Jiangchu, but she really couldn't believe that such a rich young master would have the time to do something that tested details and patience.
So she continued to rummage through the bag, but what shocked her was that all the medicines in the bag, whether they were Chinese medicine bags or capsule boxes, were filled with markings on the outer packaging. If it were Lu Shuyao, there was no way she could make it look like this.
Chen Qiudu walked calmly beside him, as if all these were expected things for him.
Lu Shuyao pursed her lips and asked tentatively, "Qiu Du, you and the young master of the Wen family..."
"He's my boyfriend."
Chen Qiudu no longer hesitated, straightening his back proudly like a kitten, and speaking softly. When Wen Jiangchu was mentioned, Chen Qiudu lost control of his emotions, eager to announce the relationship between him and Wen Jiangchu to the world.
"Shuyao, like you, I've lived in the slums for a long time. I've seen a lot of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, so I can tell whether they are sincere or not."
"Wen Jiangchu...is different from all of them. I've always suspected he had ulterior motives and believed everything he put on was a facade."
"But now, I can feel that he is sincere, and time will prove our feelings. So, Shuyao, don't worry about me anymore. Please believe me, and believe him too."
Lu Shuyao understood Chen Qiudu's character and knew that once he made up his mind, there would be no turning back. She sighed helplessly, "But Qiudu, do you know that the Wen family and the Song family are now fighting openly and secretly in Suzhou City... No, not just Suzhou, but even in some of the surrounding cities with very good geographical locations?"
"I know it was wrong to blame everyone for my failed relationship, but what I'm worried about now is not whether he's sincere towards you, but your life. Once your relationship with Wen Jiangchu is made public, the Song family and others who are against the Wen family will most likely point the finger at you and use you to threaten Wen Jiangchu to get what they want."
"Especially the Song family. You've seen their methods before. When the slums were still in the hands of the Song family, it was practically a hell. We were constantly exploited and humiliated every day. It was as if they were treating us not as humans, but as livestock."
"You used to just think about making money and didn't care about these things, but now, I have to think about the family struggle between the Wen and Song families."
Lu Shuyao earnestly began to analyze the pros and cons of the situation to Chen Qiudu, lowering her voice and continuing, "Our school's project is an example. Even though it appears that the Wen family is in charge now, they can actually change people at any time."
"You came to the school to help us, and you helped us a lot. More cooperation can also consolidate the Wen family's control over the slums. But if the Song family really took action back then, none of us could stop it."
Chen Qiudu secretly clenched his fists, his hair hanging down on both sides blown away by the wind, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "What is the background of the Song family...?"
"I only know a rough outline. The Song family was actually just a small family at the beginning, with no real power at all. Then a man suddenly appeared. He was extremely talented and had a better business acumen than some CEOs. He was always able to seize market opportunities first. Especially after the Wen family suffered a plane crash, he almost swallowed up most of the Wen family's assets. Now he is even comparable to the Wen family."
"The current leader of the Song family is Song Jinfeng, who is about the same age as us. His ABO identity is still unknown and has been kept extremely secret. It's said that he's the Song family's illegitimate child and used some trickery to rise to power. I don't know much else about him."
As the two of them were walking to the school gate, Lu Shuyao gently tugged at the corner of Shen Qiudu's clothes, frowning, "Anyway, Qiudu, I still hope you can consider it. You could have stayed out of these things."
"Even if not for yourself, you should at least think about others, right?"
"Others?" Chen Qiudu stopped and looked in the direction Lu Shuyao was looking.
At the end of the path that Shen Qiudu had walked countless times, there stood his mother.
The mother's appearance had changed a lot. She dyed her hair black, wore clothes that she had made and sewn herself, and put on light makeup. She stared at Chen Qiudu with a loving gaze. Her longing was like moss after rain, eroding her sanity bit by bit.
The moment his eyes met his mother's, the blood in Chen Qiudu's body froze, the bag he was holding fell to the ground, his thin lips slightly opened, but he couldn't utter a word.
Fortunately, Lu Shuyao, who was standing by, seemed to have anticipated Shen Qiudu's reaction. She squatted down, sorted out the medicine bag, and hugged it tightly in her arms, explaining, "Aunt Shen came back after the slums were rebuilt. After all, she lived here for more than 20 years. Even though the past was not good, she still has some feelings for me."
"So I asked someone to rent a house for my aunt and opened a tailor shop for her. It's right near the school. She can live at school or go home."
“So Qiu Du, you can do it alone without hesitation, but are you willing to abandon Aunt Shen? She now...only has you to rely on.”
*
In the suburbs, in a deserted and dim factory, dust was rising.
The gray-blue, dilapidated wall paint had fallen off all over the ground, and on the rough and muddy ground, the only sound was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground.
Song Jinfeng sat alone in front of the window with his back to the door, playing with a small black pistol in his hand. He lowered his eyes and chuckled when he heard the sound of the door opening.
"Wen Jiangchu, long time no see." He turned around and spoke in a nonchalant tone, as if he didn't take the person in front of him seriously at all.
"Song Jinfeng, I won't interfere with what you want to do. It's best to keep your distance. But this factory was built up bit by bit by my father. I can't just hand it over to you."
Song Jinfeng sneered, raised his arm without hesitation, pointed the gun at Wen Jiangchu's heart, his brows and eyes were cold and gloomy.
"Since no one wants to back down, let's play a game."
"Whoever walks out of here alive will own the factory. How about that?"
*
School affairs will not be officially handed over to Shen Qiudu until tomorrow morning. Lu Shuyao said that Meng Xun really didn't know what to do outside and hadn't been to school for several days, so she took Shen Qiudu on a brief tour and let him go home first.
After all, ever since he saw his mother, Shen Qiudu's mood has become a little dazed.
My mother's tailor shop was a small duplex converted from the original dilapidated rental house. Daily living was on the second floor, and the tailor shop was on the first floor.
When he reached the door, Shen Qiudu's raised hand finally hung in mid-air. He didn't know why, but his mind was a little confused, as if he didn't know how to face his mother.
But the next second, the door was opened from inside the house, and the mother stood in front of Shen Qiudu with tears in her eyes, opening her arms towards Shen Qiudu like she did when they were children.
"Qiu Du, Mom... Mom is back. Come on, let Mom see how our Qiu Du has been these days. Is he injured?"
"Mother..."
Even though Chen Qiudu randomly imagined what to say and what emotions to express when he saw his mother, when he actually saw her, everything disappeared, leaving only the most sincere emotions.
This kind of emotion is rooted in my bones, blood, and heart since childhood, and no matter how long it has passed, it will never change. When I see her, I always think of her warm palms and arms, the steaming hot broth she made with her own hands, and her caring and comforting words.
Therefore, Chen Qiudu couldn't help but throw himself into his mother's arms, his nose felt sore, and the anxiety and panic in his heart were soothed in an instant.
The mother patted Shen Qiudu's back gently and coaxed him, "Qiudu, good boy, mom is back. Don't be afraid, mom is here."
The mother took Shen Qiudu's hand and, like they did when they were little, snuggled up beside the bed with him, telling him the story of how she found herself alone in the city, from learning tailoring from scratch to selling her first business. When she said these words, her mother's eyes were shining and full of hope.
At this time, she is no longer Chen Qiudu's mother, but Xu Qiuju who has just started to pursue her dreams. However, this time, the place where she pursues her dreams is where she begins her new life.
"Qiu Du, how are you and Master Wen...?" Xu Qiuju saw that Shen Qiu Du was in a bad mood, and she knew why very well, so she asked in a soft voice.
"Mom, we're together. But now... he's in some trouble, and I don't want to leave him because of this."
"Qiu Du, have you made up your mind about this matter? Will you never regret it?"
"Well, I won't regret it."
Chen Qiudu nodded firmly, lowered his eyes, and placed his palm on the red rope on his left wrist. That was the safety rope that Wen Jiangchu had specially asked for from a nearby temple when he left the hospital. It even had a faint scent of Dianthus radiata, the breath of Wen Jiangchu.
Xu Qiuju was silent for a long time, so long that Chen Qiudu began to feel uneasy and afraid to hear words that would not be a blessing.
But in the end, Xu Qiuju just sighed and rubbed Shen Qiudu's head gently, "I support our Qiudu."
"What?" Chen Qiudu was a little stunned, unable to believe what he heard.
"I said, I support Qiu Du continuing to be with Master Wen, even if there may be danger in the future. But I will not obstruct Qiu Du's decision, especially in terms of love. As long as Qiu Du is ready, Mom has no objection."
"Mom, why?"
"I know you. Even if I disagree, you will continue to insist. So why do this? What's more, I believe in our Qiu Du and I believe that fate will eventually favor true love."
*
In the dead silent night, the lights were gradually dimmed. Chen Qiudu changed into pajamas and sat in front of the half-open window, with a little bit of anticipation in his heart.
When his chaotic consciousness was dried by the wind, Shen Qiudu finally reacted and laughed at himself.
He was so foolish as to actually believe Wen Jiangchu's joke and open the window in anticipation of his appearance. The Song family had already begun to take action, and Wen Jiangchu probably had no time to rush here.
The feeling of disappointment in his heart grew bigger and bigger. Chen Qiudu quickly drank the bitter medicine soup in one gulp, turned his back to the window, curled up his thin body in the quilt, buried the pillow above his head, and forced himself not to imagine.
But the more this happened, the more his longing for Wen Jiangchu grew like a wave, until a gasp made Chen Qiudu sit up straight and look back.
Wen Jiangchu climbed into the room through the window. His tall figure almost blocked the entire window. The moonlight was shrouded in mist beside him, and his eyes were dotted with stars.
"Chen Qiudu." Wen Jiangchu said with a smile, "I'm here."
"Achu..." Chen Qiudu threw away the quilt and rushed into Wen Jiangchu's arms, hugging his waist tightly and rubbing it non-stop.
Wen Jiangchu placed his broad palm on the back of his head. Seeing that Chen Qiudu was wearing thin clothes, he quickly used his arm to protect his back and shield him from the wind.
As soon as Shen Qiudu raised his head, a strong smell of blood rushed into his nose.
"Achu, are you hurt?"
"I--"
Without waiting for Wen Jiangchu to speak, Chen Qiudu quickly raised his hand and unbuttoned Wen Jiangchu's shirt. His waist, abdomen, chest, and arms were covered with wounds of varying depths. There was even a terrifying, winding scar that directly cut across his entire back.
"How...how could he be injured so badly?" Shen Qiudu's voice broke, and he carefully touched the simply bandaged wound with his trembling fingertips.
"I'm fine, baby. Everything has been bandaged. It's not a serious injury."
"If this isn't considered a serious injury? Then what do you think is? Why did you run so far to see me when you were so seriously injured? What would you do if I didn't open the window? What would you do if I fell asleep?"
"Baby...Qiudu baby." Wen Jiangchu raised his hand and gently stroked Shen Qiudu's furrowed brows. He felt so distressed that he tried to put on his clothes but was stopped by Shen Qiudu.
"I know Qiudu baby will open the window and wait for me. I trust the baby."
Chen Qiudu turned his head away in anger and distress, but he couldn't help but look at the wound that was oozing blood.
Wen Jiangchu immediately came over, hugged Chen Qiudu in his arms, closed the window, and sat down on the bed with him.
"It's really okay, baby. Even if there is something wrong, Qiudu baby will definitely be fine after kissing me, ok?"
Wen Jiangchu put his lips close to Chen Qiudu's cheek, and Qu Mai's pheromones instantly took away most of Chen Qiudu's breath.
Chen Qiudu deliberately raised his hand and pushed Wen Jiangchu, but he didn't move at all, with a smile on his face. Infuriated, Chen Qiudu slapped him on the shoulder and said, "Even after all this, you're still talking nonsense! Don't you worry about yourself at all?"
"I'm worried." Wen Jiangchu swallowed the blood in his mouth and put away his smile.
When Song Jinfeng broke his promise and pointed the gun at him, the first thing that came to Wen Jiangchu's mind was whether Chen Qiudu had taken his medicine properly today.
Chen Qiudu is afraid of suffering, and only when he is around will he take the medicine obediently and get better.
So he must not die there.
If he had to die, Wen Jiangchu could only die in bed with Shen Qiudu.
He hasn't married Shen Qiudu yet, hasn't gone on his honeymoon yet, hasn't gone to see the sea or the sunrise yet, and there are still many things he hasn't done.
Therefore, he must not die easily at the hands of Song Jinfeng.
Wen Jiangchu released all his strength, rested his head on Shen Qiudu's soft shoulder, took a deep breath, and finally regained some strength. He murmured, "I'm worried that if I really die, what will happen to my baby Qiudu, so I can't-"
"Then I will commit suicide for love."
Chen Qiudu interrupted Wen Jiangchu and spoke seriously.
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