83 Interlocking Fingers (Opening Talk~)
◎The plane soared into the sky and passed through the clouds. Outside the window was the dazzling sunshine and the boundless blue sky◎
At this moment, the shrill sound of sirens came from far away. At the same time, several black cars came speeding, braked suddenly, and surrounded the scene.
The car door opened, and the first person to get out was He Linchuan.
He was wearing a neatly tailored black coat. He was thinner than before, but stood straight.
During this period of recuperation, his legs were able to stand up again, but it can be seen that they are still a little stiff and staggering, and have not fully recovered.
His face was extremely pale, and his eyes were complicated and difficult to discern. The moment he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his gaze fell on He Chifeng, who was protected by Jiang Suiyun behind him. His abdomen was blood red, and a trace of elusive emotion flashed across his face.
Then, his eyes were fixed on Jiang Suiyun.
Jiang Suiyun's entire attention was on He Chifeng at the moment. She half supported and half hugged him, feeling the weight of his body pressing down on her. Her body temperature was dropping, and her tears were falling uncontrollably. Fear and heart-wrenching pain instantly filled her heart.
She raised her tearful eyes and looked at He Linchuan, her voice trembling: "Help...Help quickly!" Her vision was blurred and she couldn't even see the person coming, but at this moment, the instinct to survive overwhelmed everything.
He Linchuan's gaze lingered on her tear-stained face for a few seconds, then slowly moved to her hand that was tightly holding He Chifeng. The gesture was one of complete dependence and protection.
He had never gotten everything from her, but he saw her showing it to another man. He Linchuan clenched his knuckles, turning white. A mixture of pain and jealousy almost swallowed him. He planned carefully, even risking his own injuries to keep her, but in the end it seemed as if... he pushed her further away, to his brother's side.
A bitter arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, but it disappeared in an instant.
The police controlled the remaining criminals, while He Linchuan's men quickly carried the seriously injured He Chifeng onto a stretcher.
During the whole process, He Linchuan just stood there quietly. He watched Jiang Suiyun following the stretcher closely, his eyes never leaving He Chifeng, and he didn't even look back at him.
The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, and his back revealed an unprecedented loneliness and desolation.
He always believed that as long as he was strong enough, he could get everything he wanted. If not, it was because his means were not enough, but love and business were different after all.
It was not until this moment that he realized that some things had been completely lost since he chose to rely on lies and calculations.
…
The ambulance rushed the man to the hospital at lightning speed, and the nurse pushed him into the emergency room. Jiang Suiyun was stopped outside. Her hands were cold and her whole body was shaking.
I don't know how long the warning light stayed on during the operation.
During the long wait, every minute and every second is torture.
She looked at the blood on her hands and thought of the blood that had gushed out just now, so much blood, and the place where she was stabbed was such a fragile part of the upper abdomen. Fear surged in her heart again.
It seemed like every time he encountered danger, he would stand in front of her without hesitation. When the car was forced to stop, he subconsciously protected her in his arms. When he was surrounded by so many people, he got out of the car without any hesitation...
When it comes to big things, Jiang Suiyun always puts rationality before emotion, but right now, her mind is in a mess and she has no way to analyze it rationally. Apart from her mother, almost no one can be so unreserved, sincere and passionate to her.
If...if He Chifeng is really dead...
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Jiang Suiyun felt as if her heart had been torn open in the cold winter, with cold wind constantly pouring in. The sharp cold wind almost suffocated her.
She had never known her own heart so clearly.
She thought she could leave him behind, that distance and time would dilute everything, but she was wrong.
When she saw He Chifeng fall, she realized that some things cannot be solved by running away. Perhaps, she should have realized that he meant much more to her than she thought.
Time passed minute by minute, and every second seemed as long as a century. Jiang Suiyun prayed countless times in his heart, praying for a miracle to happen.
She sat on the cold bench, her hands tightly clasped together, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she felt no pain at all. Her mind was filled with the blood constantly gushing out of He Chifeng's abdomen and his face gradually losing color.
"Patient's family!" The nurse suddenly pushed open the door and came out in a hurried voice. "The patient has lost excessive blood. The plasma from the blood bank may not be enough. We are urgently resourcing it from other hospitals, but it will take time! Also, the tip of the knife is too close to the lungs, and the operation is extremely risky. This is a critical illness notice. Please sign it!"
The words "critically ill" hit Jiang Suiyun like a heavy hammer, and his eyes went dark and he almost fainted.
The situation was urgent, and Jiang Suiyun had no choice but to sign on behalf of the doctor. Her hand trembled as she signed her name, the pen in her hand seeming to weigh a thousand pounds. An unprecedented fear completely overwhelmed her. She even began to uncontrollably imagine what would happen if the operating room door opened again, the doctor came out, and shook his head at her...
This thought almost destroyed all the psychological defenses she had built up before.
If this was the choice fate gave her, to be painfully entangled with him or to lose him forever, she would choose the former.
Finally, after several hours that seemed as long as a lifetime, the door of the operating room opened again.
Jiang Suiyun rushed forward immediately.
The doctor looked tired, but her tone was relieved. She patted Jiang Suiyun on the shoulder and said, "You're saved. You were only a centimeter away from injuring your lungs. You're really lucky... But the next 24 hours are still critical. You need to be closely monitored in the ICU."
Jiang Suiyun's heart dropped halfway, and she felt exhausted instantly. She almost couldn't stand steadily, but the next sentence made her heart tighten again.
…
It wasn't until two days later, when He Chifeng's condition stabilized and he was transferred to the general ward, that she was completely relieved.
This knife almost made He Chifeng go to the gates of hell. He was in a coma for several days before he slowly woke up. After the anesthetic wore off, he felt severe pain. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and his blurry vision gradually focused.
Jiang Suiyun was already sleeping uneasily, and when she heard the slight noise, she woke up immediately.
He Chifeng almost thought he was still in a dream. He moved his cracked lips, his voice was very hoarse, and he said cautiously with disbelief: "You... why haven't you left yet?" This sentence was a bit trance-like as if he had survived a disaster.
He remembered she was leaving.
Jiang Suiyun met his weak gaze and felt mixed emotions when he heard this question.
She did not answer immediately, but instead used a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten his chapped lips. She was very careful throughout the process. After she finished everything, she said, "I'm waiting for you." The voice was very soft, but it was clearly heard by He Chifeng who was waiting for an answer.
His heart skipped a beat, and he could hardly believe his ears. He looked at her, trying to find any hint of reluctance or sympathy in her eyes, but he only saw tenderness.
"Waiting for me...to do what?" he asked in a hoarse voice, his heart beating nervously with anticipation.
Jiang Suiyun took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind. She moved closer, close enough that she could clearly see the fine hairs on his pale face and feel his weak breathing.
She paused and said, "I'll settle the score with you when you get better." This sentence seemed to be a complaint, but it was more like a disguised acquiescence.
She didn't say "forgive" or "make peace", but "settle accounts".
He Chifeng understood her meaning instantly. To him, this was no different from the most beautiful love words. A huge ecstasy surged in his heart, even diluting the severe pain of the wound. His eyes became hot and he almost shed tears again.
He held her hand tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and said in a choked voice: "Okay, I'll wait for you to calculate... I can calculate it for the rest of my life."
Their eyes met, and the air was filled with relief at having survived the disaster.
Jiang Suiyun looked at him, and the urgent feeling of wanting to escape in his heart strangely dissipated a little.
Painful entanglement is better than losing forever.
This realization made her finally give up her last struggle and choose to briefly indulge in the warmth of this life after surviving the disaster.
…
The time in the hospital passed quickly.
As the leaves outside my window fell, winter quietly arrived. Beijing's first snow fell, adorning the world in pure white. The tiny snowflakes drifted silently, covering the city's hustle and bustle with tranquility.
Originally, S University was scheduled to start classes in October, but Jiang Suiyun had previously applied for online courses. Although her materials were stuck and almost failed the review, they passed the review again. It was a blessing in disguise, and she could delay going to school a little.
He Chifeng's wound recovered well, and she was waiting for He Chifeng to recover enough to get on the plane, and then they would go together.
During this period, the temperature has dropped completely, and the cold wind is howling outside the window, which is depressing. But fortunately, the heating in the ward is turned on very high, which forms a sharp contrast.
He Chifeng leaned against the head of the bed, his face was much rosier than before, but his occasional movements would still pull on the wound, causing him to grimace in pain.
Jiang Suiyun peeled an apple, cut it into small pieces, put it on a plate and handed it to him, and asked softly: "How do you feel today? Is the wound still painful?"
He Chifeng frowned upon hearing this, and put on a weak and pitiful look, but his eyes were like hooks, staring straight at Jiang Suiyun: "It hurts... It hurts so much."
Jiang Suiyun knew he was probably faking it, but looking at the wound on his abdomen, his heart softened and he lowered his voice, "What should we do? Call a doctor?"
"No need for a doctor." He Chifeng took advantage of the situation and grabbed her hand, pulled it to his lips and gently kissed her fingertips, his eyes burning. "Just kiss me and it won't hurt."
Jiang Suiyun felt the damp heat at his fingertips, his face flushed, and he glared at him. This man's injury had not healed completely, but he had mastered the skill of taking advantage of others to perfection.
I wanted to pull my hand back, but he held it tightly: "Stop it, your injury hasn't healed yet."
"It's because the injury hasn't healed that you need comfort."
He Chifeng refused to give in and pulled her towards him with a little force. He couldn't make any big movements due to his injuries, but the strength of his arms should not be underestimated.
Jiang Suiyun was afraid of touching his wound, so she didn't dare to struggle hard. She half-heartedly let him hold her waist, and the distance between them instantly became close.
She looked at him and saw that he had obviously recovered a lot of his complexion, but still had to pretend to be pitiful. She felt both angry and amused.
But in the end, she sighed helplessly, and as if compromising, or as if indulging, she quickly and lightly kissed his lips.
Instantly separate.
"That's enough..." She was about to move away, but He Chifeng took the opportunity to put his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss, gently and affectionately. Jiang Suiyun was concerned about his injuries at first and struggled slightly, but soon she was addicted to He Chifeng's fierce attack and couldn't help but respond.
After the kiss, both of them were breathing a little irregularly. He Chifeng licked the corner of his mouth contentedly, his eyes brightening surprisingly.
Jiang Suiyun's cheeks flushed, afraid that this person would make more noise. In order to divert his attention, she picked up a magazine next to her and said, "Stop making noise. Let me read to you for a while."
He Chifeng had no interest in the content of the magazine, but he liked the current atmosphere. He leaned on the pillow, his eyes fixed on Jiang Suiyun.
Looking at her profile with her eyelashes slightly drooping as she concentrated on reading those boring words, and listening to her clear and soft voice, he felt that this moment was too beautiful to be real.
He couldn't help but reach out and carefully hooked his fingertips around the little finger of her hand that was placed on the bed. Gently, with a hint of tentativeness and attachment, he felt extremely happy, and a sense of satisfaction and peace of mind he had never experienced before filled his chest.
Jiang Suiyun paused in her reading voice. Feeling his small movements and the warmth of his fingertips, a ripple appeared in her heart. She did not pull her hand back, letting him hook it and continue reading.
After reading a paragraph, she looked up to ask if he was listening, but she met his eyes, which were so deep that they almost sucked her in. They were filled with undisguised love and an almost pious happiness.
Jiang Suiyun deliberately put on a stern face and asked, "Where was I reading just now? Were you listening carefully?"
He Chifeng chuckled softly, scratching her little finger with his fingertips. His voice was filled with a lazy, satisfied tone: "I'm listening... whatever you say sounds good."
Jiang Suiyun listened to his straightforward flattery, but her heart felt like she was holding a piece of candy, which slowly melted and became sweet.
She slapped his hand away lightly in annoyance, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up: "...Focus."
“I’ve always been focused.”
He Chifeng was playing with her fingers. He was so focused on looking at her that he didn't know what she had just said. But an inopportune thought popped up in his mind: taking this knife in exchange for her company and tenderness at this moment was worth it, very worth it.
He'd be willing to stab me again.
…
The weather was clear on the day I was discharged from the hospital, but the snow on both sides of the road had not melted yet and the air was chilly.
On the way to the airport, Jiang Suiyun drove.
She glanced at the people next to her from time to time and warned, "Fasten your seat belts and don't move around. Be careful not to pull on your wounds."
He Chifeng was sitting in the passenger seat. Although he was able to move freely, Jiang Suiyun still treated him as a key protected person. The car drove at a steady speed and tried to avoid bumpy roads.
"I'm not a porcelain doll." He Chifeng said this, but he was enjoying it very much in his heart. Although he felt that his injury was not serious, the feeling of being cared for and indulged by Jiang Suiyun made him feel so happy.
He tilted his head and while waiting for the red light, he moved over like a large dog, pecked Jiang Suiyun on the cheek quickly, and then sat back triumphantly.
"Hey! Driving!" Jiang Suiyun was startled, the tips of his ears turned slightly red, but he was not really angry.
I just feel a little helpless. He Chifeng has been a little too clingy recently.
And the childishness index has increased exponentially.
Along the way, he was like a large pendant, coming over for a kiss from time to time, and pinching her hand when waiting for the red light. He was so clingy.
Although Jiang Suiyun said "stop making trouble", his indulgent attitude was obvious.
He Chifeng babbled, "When we get there, let's go look at houses first. It has to be close to your school, preferably within walking distance, and with a big yard. You like to grow flowers..."
"I have already made arrangements at the company. Important business can be handled remotely, and I will focus on this from now on... When you go to class, I will cook for you at home..." He kept planning for the future, and she was in every plan.
He Chifeng didn't stop until they got off the car. Jiang Suiyun was helpless, but her heart couldn't help but soften after hearing his words.
Jiang Suiyun: "Okay."
"And your studio, I'll accompany you there when you start working..." He said excitedly.
Jiang Suiyun: "Okay."
"There's a nice park next to your school. We can go there for a walk every day..."
Jiang Suiyun: "Okay."
He Chifeng listed several points, and Jiang Suiyun responded with indulgent "yes." At first, he felt sweet inside. But as he spoke, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Suiyun with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Are you just trying to give me a hard time? Why do you only say 'yes' to everything I say?"
Jiang Suiyun was amused by his aggrieved look and was about to speak to comfort his sudden "glass heart" when He Chifeng changed the subject and said deliberately in a malicious way: "Then I would say... when the time comes, we need to prepare a very large bed for our new home, the kind that you can't roll off of."
He deliberately emphasized the word "very big", and his warm breath came close to Jiang Suiyun's ear, his intention was obvious.
Jiang Suiyun almost responded with a habitual "OK" like he did several times before.
But just as she was about to speak, she realized that this person was setting a trap for her.
She swallowed the "OK" and met He Chifeng's expectant and playful gaze, saying clearly: "No - OK."
He Chifeng raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect her to refuse, and immediately asked dissatisfiedly: "Why not? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable if the bed is a little bigger?" He used a little force on his arms to pull her closer. The two of them were almost touching, forming an ambiguous little space in the bustling crowd.
Jiang Suiyun looked at him, his intentions clearly not pure yet he was still trying to make excuses. He was both angry and amused. He deliberately put on a serious face and teased him in a serious tone: "Why does it need to be so big? Isn't it better to sleep separately? It will help maintain the quality of sleep."
When He Chifeng heard this, his brows immediately knitted together: "I don't agree!"
Seeing him instantly get angry and anxious, Jiang Suiyun finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She broke free from the man's hand and took a few steps forward.
He Chifeng looked at the smile on her face and was stunned at first, then he realized that this person was teasing him!
Realizing that he had been fooled, a feeling of shame surged in his heart, and there was a hint of gritted teeth in his voice: "Jiang Suiyun!" He took a step forward with his long legs, reached out to pull the person back and kiss her, declaring his sovereignty with actions.
Jiang Suiyun seemed to have expected this. Before he touched her, she stopped, turned around, and stretched out her hand to him with a smile.
It was soothing and inviting.
All of He Chifeng's brewing anger disappeared in an instant with this simple action.
He looked at the fair and slender hand in front of him, his Adam's apple rolled, and the thought of forcefully asking for a kiss disappeared, replaced by an awkward joy. Although he was a little embarrassed, he did not slow down at all, pretending to be calm and covering it with his big hand.
He pursed his lips to hide the upturned corners of his mouth, and first held it gently, as if testing, but also as if he couldn't wait, his fingers slid flexibly into her fingers, and tightly interlocked their fingers.
After doing this little action, he cleared his throat pretending to be serious, but his eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Suiyun. However, the blush on the tips of his ears still betrayed his inner joy.
"Ahem...it's time to board the plane." He Chifeng's voice was a little hoarse, trying to save face.
Jiang Suiyun looked at his face, which was pretending to be calm but couldn't hide his secret joy. Feeling the hot temperature and slight moisture of his palm, her heart was instantly filled with warmth.
"Attention passengers bound for the capital of Country S, please begin boarding..." the announcement sounded.
Jiang Suiyun's voice was filled with laughter as he gently shook his hand back: "Well, let's go."
The sunlight filtered through the huge glass windows of the airport, lengthening the figures of the two people holding hands.
Soon after—
The plane soared into the sky and passed through the clouds.
Outside the window was dazzling sunshine and boundless blue sky. Jiang Suiyun took a last look at this city that carried so many complicated memories for her, with a myriad of thoughts in her mind.
No one knows what the future will be like.
But the temperature from the palm of my hand was solid and hot at this moment, and it was extremely real.
(End of text)
【Author’s words】
The main text is over!!! After that, it’s just love life + lots of sweet moments [cat head]
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