The Decade of Deep Love Chapter 32: Who Was the Winner in Love?

Zhishu's eyes widened in surprise. He was so shocked that he did not even struggle at the first time. He came to himself and bit Ai hard when he felt that Ai's tongue was trying to enter his mouth.

Ziyu Ai let go of Zhishu. The blood in his mouth made him sober. He wanted to apologize to Zhishu, or give him a comforting hug like a friend. But he could only see the paler face with disgust and distrustful look of Zhishu.

"Zhishu..." Ziyu Ai carefully called the name of Zhishu, trying to reach out and touch the back of his hand. But He flung Ai's hand away and then slapped Ai hard across the face in next moment.

Zhishu pushed Ziyu Ai away and got out of the bed without saying a word. He saw nothing but that door.

Ziyu Ai grabbed Zhishu's wrist and said, "It's my fault. You're not in good health. Have a rest for a while and then go back, okay?"

Zhishu clenched his teeth and tried hard to pull his wrist out of the doctor's hand. Ziyu Ai was afraid of hurting Zhishu and could only let Zhishu go. He was really impulsive today like a devil. His body was not controlled by his brain.

"Zhishu, Zhishu…"Ziyu Ai could only follow Zhishu out of the lounge since he couldn't stop Zhishu and went through the corridor, "I really like you. Do you really dislike me so much?"

Zhishu suddenly stopped. He looked back at Ziyu Ai for a long time before he looked away. His voice was gentle and soft as before, "I just don't want to see you go astray. You're good. But I can't hurt you."

However, Ziyu didn't care about the rejection and alienation of Zhishu. He realized that Zhishu forgot to take his coat in his hurry. The sick people had poor immunity and were afraid of cold. Zhishu's illness was especially severe. Getting cold meant a fever to him often.

Ziyu even took off his white coat in a hurry. He wrapped his clothes around Zhishu. His voice was almost imploring, "Stop talking. I won't force you. It's too cold. I'll drive you home early. You can refuse me after getting on the car, okay?"

Zhishu's heart ached violently. At this moment, he suddenly felt some grievance for Ziyu Ai. The young and rich doctor was self-restrained at first, but now his eyes would easily run over with tears and he even pleaded for Zhishu's opinion with such humble words, asking Zhishu whether he could do it or not, whether he was not good, and whether Zhishu disliked him. How could Dr. Ai, so good a person, fall in love with Zhishu He? Zhishu He just could not believe it, since he always regarded Ai as a close friend. Even now, Zhishu was reluctant to embarrass Ziyu Ai.

When Doctor Ai felt Zhishu stopped struggling, he tentatively held the cold hand of Zhishu. Ziyu's hands were dry and warm. He couldn't help giving Zhishu a little warmth. He took the cold hand of Zhishu and finally changed from a tight grip to fingers crossed.

When Zhishu got on the car, he tore off Ai's white coat. But he didn't throw it aside. He just hesitated for a moment and folded it neatly.

Ziyu Ai seldom felt his mood fluctuated upon someone's behavior. He was still heartbroken in the last second. But he tasted a hint of sweetness in the pain at this moment.

He turned up the temperature of the air conditioner and slowed down the car.

"I'm sorry," finally, Ziyu Ai broke the silence first. "I think it's right to like someone. I'm wrong to kiss you without your consent."

Zhishu turned the silver ring on his right ring finger and rubbed it over and over again.

"It's my fault. I enjoyed your tenderness and warmth, but there's no way to repay your help. No matter what thoughts you hold on me, it's true that you're kind to me."

"I'm not doing this so you can repay me,"Ziyu Ai felt insulted.

Zhishu He knew it clearly, and he laughed, "Not just like that."

The car was parked at the gate. Zhishu got off and knocked on the window of the driver's seat. When the window fell down, Zhishu smiled weakly and said, "You see, if I don't have this weak body and bad look, it would be nothing to make you comfortable by it."

Ziyu's face turned pale for a moment, and even his mouth lost its color, "I never knew that you could be so cruel." These words cut Ziyu's heart like knifes, though there was no blood.

Zhishu worn the flimsy clothes in the wind. His beautiful eyes made the whole winter look gorgeous. He waved, turned around, and soon disappeared in Ziyu's sight.

It was not definite who fell in love first would lose. Wenxu Jiang won finally.

But if one fell in love with the person who was doomed not to love back, he would surely lose like Ziyu Ai.

When Zhishu He opened the door and entered the room, his hands were frozen and somewhat stiff. As blowing on his fingers to warm them, he changed his shoes and saw the 16-hole Italian leather shoes that Wenxu Jiang wore in the morning. Only then did he realize that there was someone at home.

Wenxu Jiang was very busy. He left early and returned late. During the daytime, he had no time to care about Zhishu He. Neither of them bothered the other. Wenshu Jiang was busy with his career. Zhishu He went to the hospital by himself. Their time was well planned. Zhishu glanced at his watch. It was just over five o'clock in the afternoon. He really didn't expect Wenxu Jiang would come back so early.

Wenxu Jiang heard the sound of opening the door. Just after Zhishu walked a few steps to the room, door of the study room was opened. Wensu Jiang still held a financial statement in English with a pair of low-degree gold rimmed glasses on his nose. Wenxu's voice was gentle, "Tell me what you did today."

Zhishu He felt a cold shiver for no reason.

Chapter end