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

“Of course.” Wenxu Jiang answered without hesitation.

Jingwen Zhang rushed forward and gave him a good blow. Few things in recent years had made him so angry. With teeth clenched, he cried to Jiang, “You love him?! Fuck your love! You love him and you go out with other boys! You love him and can't see his physical and mental state getting worse and worse! You love him so you rape him!”

Wenxu Jiang could not rebut, but was annoyed by Jingwen Zhang’s sudden hit and censure. His IQ was zero when he was out of control. “You don’t know about our family! I'm just having fun! I won’t let him go!”

“Wenxu Jiang! You're fucking shameless!” Jingwen Zhang stopped his hands, and his voice became calm. He said with coldness and sarcasm, “When you go out and play, he may be having a bone marrow puncture and can't even get up. When you suspect that he and the doctor are having love affairs, he may have just struggled back home after chemotherapy. You had pretended to regret after you raped him the other day, but do you know he was even not conscious, and he didn’t take off his coat because his arms were pinpricks and bruises all over.”

Wenxu Jiang had noticed that things began to run out of control, and a chill went from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet. He froze. His pretended threatening manner had also been away. Like a child bringing disaster, he asked at a loss, “... What... What are you talking about?”

Jingwen sneered, with tears at the corner of his eyes, “Zhishu He don't want you this time.” He turned around to leave, with no medicine, no turning back.

“What's the matter with him?!” Wenxu Jiang gave a loud cry, and his voice was trembling with fear to the bone.

“Leukaemia... I don't know how long it's been.”

“Don’t tease me. I haven't been messing with you lately! All right. Even if Zhishu was not at home, you will get your wedding presents for double shares.” Wenxu Jiang became softer and faked an easy smile, “I know that it's my fault. I'm sorry for him. I'll change all of these. You don't scare me in this way.”

Like a drowning man struggling, Wenxu Jiang stared longingly at the straw in Jingwen's hand, which could save Jiang’s life. As if as long as Jingwen Zhang admitted that all of this was false, he could have a chance of survival.

”Have you ever seen him had a nosebleed? Have you ever seen him not feel like eating due to weakness and weariness? Have you ever seen him suffering from a low fever? You dare not admit it now? You’ve learned to play a fool? Can you fool yourself?”

Literally, every word made Jiang’s heart hurt.