Chapter 62: Let Him See Me. (1/2)

Translator: Claire.KK

Wenxu didn't see this coming, he took a hard punch on the face. And before he could react, another fist whooshed at him. Wenxu didn't fight back, and he managed to dodge it in an awkward way.

Wenxu Jiang wasn't a pushover, and he was always unyielding since he was little. He never tolerated any humiliation except it was for Zhishu. But today he just didn't want a fight with anyone, since the mess after the fight wouldn't look good.

”I don't want to fight you,” He spit the blood out of his mouth, ”I'm here to take my man home.”

Ziyu was mad and sneered, ”Who are you to talk to me like that?”

Wenxu frowned, ”It's between us. You, an outsider, tell me that I'm in no position to say something like that?” There were no curses but what he said sounded harsh, like he naturally thought Ziyu was lower than him, and like he was the one that knew and loved Zhishu the most all along.

Ziyu Ai kept silent briefly and held his impulsiveness back. He just stared right at Wenxu with his probing eyes that bore perplexing doubts and pure confusion.

Then he said in a quite low voice, ”How did he fall for you...” What was good about him apart from his look?

”Don't question our relationship with your shallow judgment. Give my man back to me.” Wenxu said in a cold tone, trying not to show his accumulated guilt and pain.

Ziyu Ai, however, burst into sarcastic laughter. ”Shallow judgment? Mr. Jiang, I assume you know how Zhishu and I met, right?”

”In November, when Beijing had its first snow, he came to the hospital for his medical report, Alone. He seemed to feel very cold despite the thick down jacket he was wearing. I didn't ask him if he had a family because that wasn't the first time that he came to the hospital.” Ziyu paused because of a small choke, ”He was always on his own from the very first time. No family, no friend, no lover. Bone marrow aspiration was so painful yet he kept quiet. Later, he refused the flowers I gave him, but eyes don't lie, I could tell he was very happy. However, he returned the flowers to me the next day. That moment, his eyes were so dim that no sign of hope could be traced.”

Heart cramps struck Wenxu so hard that he nearly fell. He had no impression of what Zhishu had suffered a few months ago at all. What was he busy with back then? Going on trips, business expansion, staying out all night... with his bitch. He did remember the flowers though, but he was the guy that killed Zhishu's little joy and hope.

”I thought that he was alone in Beijing, that he had no one around him. But one time, I saw a kiss mark on his neck and I learned that he had a gay lover, so I started to have thoughts. How could I not? He was the first one I wanted to look after with all my heart the very moment I saw him.”