Chapter 74: I don’t want to be neighbors with people I don’t like.
The fabric could not cover up the pungent smell of blood. Song Baoyuan watched with her own eyes as Jiang Keyu's back was stained with blood, and she could not hide her panic.
Even when I reached out my hand subconsciously, I could feel the wetness on his wound.
"Are your wounds torn?"
"fine."
Jiang Keyu's voice trembled with a hint of forbearance.
Song Baoyuan turned to look at the stunned Liu'an, "Why are you still standing there?"
"Oh, oh!" Liu'an came over hurriedly to support him, his expression almost out of control.
After hurriedly entering the old house, Song Baoyuan waited for the doctor and wanted to go into the house together, but was stopped by Liu'an who came out quickly.
"Miss, please don't go in. My husband is afraid he might scare you."
"fine."
Song Baoyuan didn't care. No matter how hideous the wound was, it would not be more horrific than the arrow that pierced her chest.
But Liu'an stopped her, "Even if you can bear it, the young lady can't be frightened again."
These words reminded Song Baoyuan that her daughter was still following her, with ignorance and timidity in her big eyes.
Song Baoyuan picked up her daughter and put her cheek against hers to comfort her. "Then go in and help. Just let me know if you need anything."
"yes."
Liu'an breathed a sigh of relief and went back into the house.
The doctor who rushed in came into the room and held the purse in his hand without moving.
Jiang Keyu, who was sitting, saw that only Liu'an came in and the latter nodded at him, so he dared to take off his clothes.
The bandage on his shoulder was wrapped so tightly that it was almost stained blood, but there was no sign of a wound at all.
Liu'an murmured, "Why did you add a scene at the last minute? I almost didn't catch it."
"If you don't even have this ability to adapt, then you've followed me for so many years in vain." Jiang Keyu snorted.
"The little one is really nervous!"
"If you dare to reveal the secret, you'll be dead!" Jiang Keyu said threateningly.
After a pause, he added, "I'm almost there too."
Liu'an was terrified. Although the young lady had a good temper, he still couldn't imagine the consequences of the truth being revealed.
However, although this move is risky, it is very effective.
…
Song Baoyuan waited outside the door for about a quarter of an hour. Finally, she saw the doctor come out and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
The doctor sighed deeply. "The wound is deep and easily torn. You must be especially careful for the next two weeks. Avoid any large movements and change the dressings regularly to prevent infection."
Song Baoyuan frowned and nodded.
Liu'an came out holding a basin of blood and said, "Excuse me, doctor. I'll take you out on the way."
"Take care."
Song Baoyuan watched them leave, then turned around and walked into the house with her daughter in her arms.
Just as he stepped over the threshold, he stopped.
Jiang Keyu, sitting alone on the Arhat couch, had bandages wrapped around her shoulders again, and her upper body was naked.
He has fair skin, solid muscles, no excess fat, and beautiful lines.
It looks like white jade that has been carefully carved and has a cool and comfortable texture.
Song Baoyuan subconsciously looked away, but one glance was enough to see clearly, even clearer than when they had slept in the same bed together.
Perhaps it was handled too carelessly, and a few drops of blood remained on his collarbone, like a gorgeous flower blooming on his body.
Jiang Keyu seemed not to notice her arrival and was looking at a handkerchief some distance away from her side.
He tried to reach out, but couldn't, so he slowly leaned forward.
Catching a glimpse of his movements from the corner of her eye, Song Baoyuan came to her senses and said, "Stop moving!"
She pretended to be calm, walked over quickly, and put her daughter down first.
Jiang Keyu was stunned and froze, not daring to move.
"Daddy, are you still in pain?"
Jiang Suisui asked as she climbed onto the couch and rushed towards her father.
Song Baoyuan, who had just picked up the handkerchief, was startled, "Sui Sui!"
She quickly grabbed her daughter and said, "Don't touch Daddy!"
Jiang Suisui was so scared that he shrank his neck and dared not move.
"It's okay." Jiang Keyu smiled and patted her leg with her left hand, which was able to move. "Sui Sui, come here."
Jiang Suisui looked up at her mother and blinked, as if seeking consent.
Song Baoyuan was confused for a moment, and the handkerchief in her hand was hot.
But both the father and daughter stared at her intently.
After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly raised her hand and quickly wiped off the few drops of blood, then put her hands behind her back, pretending nothing had happened.
"Go ahead," she whispered.
After getting the consent, Jiang Suisui immediately hugged her father's arm like a sloth.
"Don't touch Daddy's shoulder." Song Baoyuan reminded.
Jiang Suisui nodded and asked again, "Daddy, is it still painful?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Jiang Keyu touched her daughter's head and said nonchalantly.
Song Baoyuan felt a little uncomfortable. She turned her face away and said, "Since there is nothing else to do, you should have a good rest. Let Sui Sui accompany you. I will go out first."
He's in this state, and he still wants to go out?
Jiang Keyu was dissatisfied, but she could already predict the result of her questioning. It would definitely be...
To bring shame upon oneself.
Jiang Keyu thought that eliminating her resistance to him was the only long-term solution, so he just nodded and said, "Be careful on the road."
*
Xiao Si, who was guarding the door of his house, was pulling the weeds on the ground out of boredom. When he saw someone coming out from next door, he immediately became alert. After seeing who it was, he ran away.
"Master!"
In the study, Xie Yuchao held a scroll in one hand and supported his face with the other. He looked absent-minded and visibly depressed.
Hearing the shout, he turned his head to look at the door.
"There's movement, young master!" Xiao Si peeked through the door frame, "That Madam Song has gone out again."
"one person?"
"yes."
He went out again so soon. It seems like he doesn’t care much about me. Xie Yuchao snorted.
He pondered for a moment and asked again: "She probably didn't see me just now."
"Who?" Xiao Si was a little confused. "Mrs. Song? She must not have paid attention to what she said because her attention was all on her ex-husband."
Xie Yuchao: “…”
I really can't chat.
He thought about it, threw away the book in his hand, and ran out the door.
Xiao Si only felt a gust of wind blowing past him, "Master, where are you going again?"
"Mind your own business!"
Song Baoyuan had to go back to the teahouse to continue sorting out the budget for the winery property.
When she returned, she saw Master Xie surrounded by many people, talking eloquently. It was easy to see that many people admired and even worshipped him.
Song Baoyuan suddenly remembered what he had said when he was drunk: his hands were used to stir up the court and to decide the fate of the world with his pen. Although it sounded funny at the time, perhaps it was true.
Because he is indeed well-educated, and he stands calmly in the center of the crowd, like a natural protagonist.
Gao Luoshu stood upstairs, staring at Xie Yuchao, with the word "hate" almost written on his face.
He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in his peripheral vision and immediately ran down to greet him, "You're back. How's Jiang Keyu?"
"The doctor said you need to rest well."
Song Baoyuan answered as she walked upstairs.
She returned to the room on the second floor, and Gao Luoshu sat down opposite her as usual.
"I think he looks okay, it shouldn't be serious." Gao Luoshu asked.
"Anyway, we can't be careless."
Before they could say a few words, Xie Yuchao suddenly appeared at the door, a book rolled up in his hand. He knocked on the door and asked, "Can I come in?"
Song Baoyuan glanced at him sideways and said, "Please come in."
Gao Luoshu became alert immediately, feeling that this scene seemed familiar. He wondered if he would be kicked out again.
So he decided to strike first. "Master Xie is talking downstairs, and many people want to talk to him. How come he still has time to come here?"
"Everyone is so enthusiastic." Xie Yuchao walked in and said tiredly, "I'm really a little tired and thirsty. I want to hide away and be quiet."
Gao Luoshu suddenly realized, "This is easy. I will take Master Xie to a private room and serve the best tea."
"No need."
Xie Yuchao poured himself some tea from the table without hesitation, "The main thing is, I'm alone and a little bored."
Gao Luoshu: “…”
What a good excuse.
"Is Jiang Shaoqing okay?" Xie Yuchao asked casually.
Song Baoyuan opened the account book again. "The injury is serious. It will take at least ten days or half a month to heal. Since Chengcheng and Suisui can't stay away from their father for that long, I decided to let him stay in the old house to recuperate."
The reason why she explained so much was because among neighbors, there was an 80% chance that the two would meet the above-mentioned people.
Xie Yuchao nodded, "It's my duty."
He held the teacup in his hand, turning it aimlessly. "But, won't it be even harder for you?"
"Me?" Song Baoyuan shook her head. "It's not like I need to take care of it myself."
As if he had finally heard good news, Xie Yuchao unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, but it was forced.
Seeing Song Baoyuan start to settle the accounts, he opened the book in his hand.
Gao Luoshu glanced at them from the front and side, sensing an invisible tacit understanding between them. He, excluded from the group, felt ignored, a bit redundant.
Xie Yuchao was not as focused as Song Baoyuan. His thoughts were flying and he noticed the frequent stares from the people around him.
He suddenly asked, "Master Gao, don't you have anything serious to do?"
"What do you care about me?"
Gao Luoshu subconsciously retorted him, but later realized that he must not lose his composure.
He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "It's not like people have to do serious things."
Xie Yuchao nodded, "Mr. Gao is the most self-righteous person I've ever met who has no ambition."
Song Baoyuan couldn't help laughing, mainly because although he was insulting someone, his tone was too serious.
Fearing Gao Luoshu might misunderstand, she tried to be fair by saying, "Everyone has their own way of living, there's nothing wrong with that."
"Yes, I don't mean anything else." Xie Yuchao agreed, "Besides, Master Gao has the confidence to do so."
Gao Luoshu didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that every word he said had a hidden meaning and was targeted at him, but he couldn't figure it out.
The two of them said nothing more and continued with their own business: one doing the accounts, the other reading.
The more Gao Luoshu thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He deliberately made some noises, knocking on the teacup from time to time, trying to attract attention.
Song Baoyuan was interrupted several times and couldn't help but look up at him several times. He seemed unhappy, and although she didn't understand why, she didn't say anything.
"Mr. Gao, don't you think you are noisy?" Xie Yuchao turned sideways and asked bluntly.
Gao Luoshu raised his eyebrows, "There are so many noises outside, what am I?"
The sounds of talking, laughing, piano playing, footsteps... from upstairs will all come into this room.
Xie Yuchao looked at him in silence.
Gao Luoshu was suspicious, "What are you doing?"
After a long while, Xie Yuchao still didn't say anything, just stared at him.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Xie Yuchao slammed the book in his hand on the table.
Gao Luoshu was caught off guard and startled.
"Is it the same?" Xie Yuchao questioned, "Tell me, is this sound the same as the one outside?"
"you……"
"alright!"
Song Baoyuan had to speak up. She couldn't just watch them quarrel in front of her.
She lowered her eyes and said, "If you have nothing to do, Mr. Gao, please leave first."
"You're actually on his side?"
Gao Luoshu's words were filled with grievance.
Song Baoyuan frowned slightly and said seriously, "You did disturb me a little."
"I, I..." Gao Luoshu was reluctant. Seeing that she was really unhappy because of him, he could only lower his head and said, "I'm sorry."
He sat there for a while, but when he saw that Song Baoyuan didn't say anything, he had to leave tactfully to avoid leaving a worse impression.
Xie Yuchao gradually sat up straight, but lost his composure the moment Song Baoyuan looked at him.
"Don't be so stubborn. You've obviously been disturbed, so why are you saying it now?"
"He, he's not usually like this." Song Baoyuan explained, "I don't know what happened today."
"No matter what he did in the past, if he makes you unhappy, you should tell him to get out immediately!" Xie Yuchao said with a hint of resentment, "Those who have wronged you should no longer be qualified to appear in front of you."
Song Baoyuan looked dazed, sensing that there was something else behind his words. "Are you still talking about Master Gao?"
"Yes." Xie Yuchao gave an affirmative answer and avoided her gaze. "But it could also be someone else, such as... Lululu."
He spoke three words very quickly and vaguely.
Song Baoyuan burst out laughing. She actually understood it, which she found incredible.
"He's injured."
Xie Yu felt a slight heat behind his ears, and couldn't help asking, "Then he will leave after his injury is healed, right?"
"Um."
Song Baoyuan lowered her eyes, staring at her fingers, trying to make her tone as casual as possible, "Do you mind?"
"certainly."
"Why?"
Xie Yuchao lowered his eyes.
"Because, I don't want to be neighbors with people I don't like."
As he finished speaking, his heartbeat quickened.
Besides not liking it, I just like it.
But some people don’t seem to understand.
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