Chapter 48: Fuck your love! (1/2)

Translator: Claire.KK

Suddenly, it flashed through Jingwen Zhang’s mind the tins and bottles on the shelves of Jiang’s house, out of which books were emptied. This thought startled him into a fine film of sweat all over. “Wenxu, I’ll go to your home to meet you. No matter where you are now, go back immediately!”

Wenxu Jiang felt the weird and ominous feeling in his heart pouncing on him, even his legs were limp when he stood up. He was well aware of the fact that there was something he must face, but not aware of what it was. Every cell in his body was screaming at him—‘you can’t go back!’

When Wenxu Jiang got home, Jingwen Zhang had already been waiting outside, with only a thin cashmere sweater. He looked anxious.

“Why are you so late?” Jingwen Zhang frowned.

Wenxu Jiang took out the key and opened the door. He asked, “What else have you recalled?”

Jingwen Zhang ignored him. Without second consideration, he stepped into the study and found those bottles still there. Zhishu He did not take them away.

Jingwen checked them one by one, and some specific medicine were not easy to recognize when they were unpacked. Besides, he was originally not of the same major with that of Ziyu Ai. So it was hard for him to recognize those colorful pills.

At first, he planned to take some for a drug test, but the innermost bottle caught the sight of Jingwen Zhang, whose pupils constricted the moment he saw them. He reached for the bottle, poured out two pills onto his hand and checked them. He knew this medicine well. Thioguanine—a specific medicine for blood cancer. Last time he hurried to leave, and did not see it clearly.

Wenxu Jiang stood behind him silently. Slowly, Jingwen Zhang turned around, with compassion and anger in his eyes. Besides, there were also some grief seemed inexplicable and flustered to Wenxu Jiang.

Jingwen Zhang thought of the pallor and weakness the last time he saw Zhishu He, thought of He’s blood clotting disorder as well as He’s gentle eyes and smiling face every time when he came to Wenxu Jiang's home for dinner. Jingwen shook his head and chuckled strangely, “I'm so sorry I didn’t slap you up when I first saw you with a good-looking boy.”

Wenxu Jiang’s heart was punched mercilessly by an invisible force. He took a few steps forward. Not in a tone of exasperation, he just inquired urgently, “What's up?”

“Do you love Zhishu He?”