Deliberately addicted

Chapter 184 But it happens (31)

It was indeed raining in Paris that night, and there was a pattering sound of rain.

Jiang Yun's residence is opposite, but under Wu Tong's eyes as he personally sent him out, he took the umbrella she gave him and walked downstairs slowly.This is an ordinary apartment without an elevator, and he walked out quickly on the fourth floor.

Holding an umbrella and stepping into the rain, in the dense night, Jiang Yun's tall back cut a clear dividing line, as if he shouldn't be so disappointed.

Coming out alone is a matter of anger, but at this time Jiang Yun's mind is very disturbed, and he can't think about how to appear in front of Wutong again. He has no legitimate reason and qualification.

The sound of the rain was getting louder, and Jiang Yun's footsteps became tighter. When he raised his eyes again, he saw a few tall and tall men with other skin colors walking in front of him.

He has lived abroad for many years, and he has seen a lot of men who are not easy to mess with.He thought it was fate to pass by, but the other party stopped him and acted offensively.

"Brother, it's raining, borrow some money."

Not only did he have an accent that made Jiang Yun feel harsh, but his tone was also quite impolite.It was raining, but he could still see the mean smile on the other person's face, as if he was looking at a monkey.

He knew what that meant with a smile.

Everyone has a rating of skin color in their hearts, and they don't admit it with their mouths, but they think so in their hearts.

He took half a step back, not wanting to be contaminated by them, and said in an arrogant and distant voice, "I didn't bring my wallet."

He did not bring a wallet.

After he got the news from Wutong in China, he flew here directly and had no time to exchange currency.He spent all the change that Chu Yu prepared for him when he came here, in the past two days.

The suits and watches on Jiang Yun's body are all expensive, and these people are quite knowledgeable.Usually, they would not easily offend such a generous man.But he is a foreigner, they will not take into account his status, habitually open his coat directly, and start to grab it brutally.

Jiang Yun was obsessed with cleanliness, so he raised his leg and kicked the man in front of him staggeringly.

His resistance annoyed these savages, especially the one who was kicked, pulled out the dagger from his trouser pocket, and cursed Jiang Yun's ignorance.

They got closer and closer, Jiang Yun sensed the danger, but he didn't feel timid, instead he clenched his fists and made a professional fighting defensive posture.

"Don't kill him, take his mobile phone and watch." One of the foreigners ordered, and the others responded.

The silver light of the dagger pierced the dark night, Jiang Yun dodged it nimbly, and pressed the man's hand with his backhand. It was a confrontation of adult male strength, which was comparable.

Just when the two were stalemate, Jiang Yun was attacked by someone behind him, and he was kicked in the crook of his leg, and he knelt down on one knee reflexively.

The hands slipped from the gangster's arms, and the dagger slashed dangerously in front of him, cutting through his black shirt and leaving a bloodstain on his wheat-colored chest.

Jiang Yun didn't feel the pain, and his consciousness diverged at this moment.

When he had a car accident that year, Wu Tong never left him.If something happens to her again, will she still pity him and stay by his side?

Such doubts made Jiang Yun distracted, and his defensive and resisting movements became dull.

Looking up again, he was stabbed by a cold light.

Originally, he could dodge, but as long as he raises his hand to balance the opponent's arm, and then uses his legs to attack the opponent's lower body, he will knock down the gangster who obviously has no fighting experience.

But he didn't, he chose to use his body to meet the dagger in the opponent's hand.

The sound of the rain was too noisy, and the muffled sound of the knife point piercing the lower abdomen was not obvious. Jiang Yun's pain was all belated, and his thin lips curled up in a cold and stern arc, laughing frighteningly in the night.

The person who stabbed him forgot to draw his knife, quickly snatched Jiang Yun's mobile phone and watch, called his followers, and quickly fled the scene.

When they left, they were still discussing: "It's really unlucky to meet a psychopath!"

Not only did he not hide when he saw the dagger, he came forward.It is strange for a foreigner to be stabbed without shouting pain, and even laughing.

……

Jiang Yun didn't draw the knife, but straightened his suit jacket to cover the wound.Covering the bleeding edge with his hand, he frowned and endured the pain, and picked up the black umbrella that Wutong had prepared for him, which was lying on the ground.

It's 10 minutes away from Wutong's residence. Jiang Yun finally walked to his brow with cold sweat, and then knocked on the door on the fourth floor with great effort.

He really felt like he was going to die, a feeling that was stronger than when he was in a car accident.

Looking out from the cat's eye, Wu Tong, who was about to rest just now, felt a fire in his heart, wanting to curse and drive Jiang Yun away.But at this moment, he was drooping his head, and his whole body was covered with traces of rain, which made her a little unbearable.

Opening the door lock, Wu Tong's tone was particularly bad: "Why are you back again?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Yun, whose consciousness was already a little fuzzy, raised his head with a sigh of relief, and looked at her with his eyes wide open.

It didn't matter if he raised his head, Wu Tong was taken aback by his pale and bloodless face.

She was fine when she just left.

Jiang Yun wanted to smile and say it was okay, but he really couldn't hold on.As soon as his knees softened, a 1.8-meter-eight man knelt on the ground straight in front of her, and his knees hit the marble tiles, making a dull sound.

"Call the police! Don't touch the knife, don't touch..."

Jiang Yun's voice was already very weak. He wanted to play a bitter scene with Wu Tong, but at this moment he had no energy at all, and he couldn't get up or down here.

Unprepared panic suddenly appeared on Wu Tong's face. Before he could straighten out Jiang Yun's words, he was caught by the large bloodstains dripping on the ground and his eyes trembled.

The blood was mixed with rainwater, but the color was very rich.

Taking a deep breath, Wutong's panting revealed her helpless reaction.Crouching down, she didn't know where Jiang Yun was injured.

Until the dagger on Jiang Yun's lower abdomen came into her sight, she screamed and collapsed on the ground, her mind went blank.

Jiang Yun... the knife wound...

Before he had time to ask the cause and effect, accompanied by the chaotic and violent heartbeat, the weak-legged Wutong climbed to the entrance in embarrassment and picked up the phone.

This was her first time calling the police abroad, and she only hoped they would arrive soon.

After calling the police and an ambulance, Wutong's remaining sanity was already taken over by fear.

This kind of fear is not the same as back then. At that time, when he was young, although he was worried about Jiang Yun's life, a large part of it was guilt.At this time, her worry was only that he would have an accident, that he would die in a foreign country without knowing why.

……

"Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun!"

Wu Tong knelt on the ground, supported Jiang Yun's neck with one hand, and wiped the blood spilling out of his mouth with the other.

It was as if a complicated knot had been twisted in her heart. The more she tried to break free, the more she couldn't breathe in pain. In the end, her unbearable emotions collapsed, and she cried out with mixed feelings: "Jiang Yun, don't die! Hold on, The doctor will be here soon..."

Wu Tong's hands were covered with blood gushing from Jiang Yun's wound, and she tightly covered it with a towel, the sticky feeling was so real that she was afraid.

She didn't know where he was injured, how far along the road was, and how painful the wound was.She just wanted him to be alive and to continue talking to her, even if she didn't like to hear it.

"Shh..."

Jiang Yun was so weak that he couldn't even lift his eyelids. With his eyes closed, he struggled to hold Wu Tong's bloody hand.

His voice was very soft: "In May, the green rose should bloom..."

Wu Tong stopped crying, his expression slightly dazed, thinking of the field of roses he planted for her in the capital with his own hands.

He said at the time that roses can't lie, and that the flowers bloom beautifully, which means that he really loves her.

But she hasn't been back for a long time, and she doesn't know if the flowers are blooming or not.

(End of this chapter)