Chapter 30: I Have No Desire for You at This Momen (1/2)

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Translator: Ruriko

Zhishu He had a long dream. He dreamed of the chalk powder all over the air in the classroom, the boy waiting patiently for him to come home with the schoolbag on one shoulder, the lonely flowers nurtured by his Grandpa in the courtyard on the day of Grandpa's death, and himself, who stood in the empty corridor of the hospital and wept hopelessly, with a pale face.

When the boy with the schoolbag on one shoulder grew up, Zhishu He became the one who waited for the boy to come home. Flowers in the garden withered, and Zhishu He vowed not to grow flowers anymore.

It was already dark outside when Zhishu woke up. He still felt giddy and pushed open the bedroom door in a daze. There was no light in the living room. Smoke filled the room. Wenxu Jiang stood by the window and smoked. The cigarette flamed in the dark room, and the cigarette ends had accumulated in the ashtray.

”I have urged you to quit smoking.”Zhishu said in a husky voice.

Wenxu was stunned and subconsciously put out the cigarette, ”I'm sorry.”

Zhishu He turned on the light, ”You smoke when you're upset.”

”What's bothering you?” Zhishu sat on the platform with his forehead against the window, looking far into the distance.

Wenxu smiled and bent down to touch the top of his hair, ”Don't worry about me. It’s just work.”

Zhishu did not say anything. He felt dizzy and blood dropped on the snow-white blanket. When Zhishu stretched out his fingers in a trance to touch the bloodstains, the blood flowed faster from his nose because he lowered his head.

Wenxu Jiang was shocked and stretched out his arm to stop the unstoppable blood.

”What are you thinking about? Look up, come on! Look up!” Wenxu was worried and squatted down to let Zhishu lie supine on his lap. Their clothes and hands were sticky and covered with blood.

It took a long time to stop the bleeding. Wenxu Jiang held Zhishu in his arms and went to the bathroom to clean Zhishu. He carefully adjusted the water temperature for Zhishu.

”Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed?”

Zhishu frowned, his lips looked pale because of excessive loss of blood, ”The weather is too dry.”

”Winter in the north is dry and cold. I'll have someone buy a humidifier for you tomorrow.” Wenxu Jiang washed Zhishu’s face. He wanted to take a bath with Zhihsu since their clothes were stained with blood, but he was pushed away by Zhishu.