Chapter 75: I Just... Want to Hear His Breath. (1/2)

Translator: Claire.KK

Zhishu He's condition worsened. He had headaches and felt nauseous day after day. He was covered with bruises due to the subcutaneous hemorrhage.

Ziyu Ai didn't even dare to touch him. His heart broke for He. Zhishu He didn't want to trouble him, he just endured and said nothing no matter how painful he was.

It had become Ziyu Ai's routine that he would sleep after watching Zhishu fell asleep. He was a light sleeper that would wake up because of the slightest movement. This day, he suddenly woke up finding Zhishu crying in his sleep. His forehead was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat. Whimpering quietly, he mumbled, ”I... I felt so bad...”

All he did was mumble in his dreams even he was in so much pain. Just quit sucking everything up on your own. Ziyu Ai turned up the bedlight a little. He stroked Zhishu's feeble back, ”Good boy, I'm here... Don't worry, it'll end...”

Zhishu He grabbed at Ziyu by his waist. His tears damped his pajama, searing his skin. Zhishu He's forehead was hot. He had a fever again in the middle of the night.

Ziyu Ai wanted to get him two cold wet towels but Zhishu hugged him even tighter the moment he had the tendency to leave. He shouted in a soft, poor tone, ”Wenxu... Don't go... Please...”

Ziyu Ai's eyes were suddenly reddened; he gently petted Zhishu He's back and said in a low voice, ”No... I won't go...” Ziyu Ai stared at Zhishu for a long time and he very carefully stroked aside his sweaty sticky hair, thinking to himself, ‘I deserve it.’

He didn't feel aggrieved, angry or painful. All he had was the futile jealousy. He couldn't decide who was in the depth of Zhishu's heart and he didn't want him to suffer. Ziyu Ai had no desire of taking anything from Zhishu He at the moment. As it had come to this far, he had nothing else to ask for; he just didn't want him to regret.

Ziyu Ai woke up very early in the morning, he went downstairs to soak the beans as he'd like Zhishu to have fresh soybean milk as soon as he woke up.

Ziyu Ai stood in the kitchen blankly. He stayed up all night long, having nightmares once he closed his eyes. He saw the young Zhishu in his blue and white school uniform running to him; on one side of his cheek, there was his little dimple; his smile was clean and cute. Ziyu also smiled and opened up his arms trying to hug him but Zhishu ran straight past him into the ocean in a distance and sunk himself into the abyss.

It was a bad omen at any rate.

Ziyu Ai sighed; he took his cellphone out to check the date. One week later, it would be Zhishu's birthday. How time flew.