the knife of love

Chapter 133 Tang Ji Woke Up
"I know your father has been in a coma for almost half a month, but it won't help if you stay here all day long. If you break yourself down, who will take care of your father? Go, go back to sleep tonight!" Su Jue said and dragged him away. Tang Jingcheng's arm, but her whole body shrank back like an electric shock.

"pain…"

"what?"

"..." The girl on the chair stopped chewing again, and only struggled to pull out her arm. Only then did Su Jue realize something, and stretched out her hand to lift up her sleeve, and stood there for an instant.

There were bloody cuts all over his arms, deep and shallow, old and new.

"How did it happen?"

Tang Jingcheng raised his head and glared at Su Jue, as if he hated the man looking at her arm on his own initiative, and immediately pulled down his sleeves again.

"I want you to take care of it!"

"I have to take care of it when I see it! Did you do it yourself?"

"..."

Tang Jingcheng was out of breath again, and continued to sit on the chair with his knees hugged.

Su Jue's anger jumped to his forehead, and he went directly to tear Tang Jingcheng off the chair: "Go, come back with me!"

"I'm not going!"

"If you don't go, you have to go!"

Su Jue was unambiguous in his ruthlessness, and almost dragged Tang Jingcheng downstairs.

The security guard on duty downstairs saw him coming down with a girl in his arms. The girl was still struggling all the way, and the security guard was a little dazed.

"Sir, what is this?"

"Watch your door!"

"..."

With a "bang", the door of the rear seat was slammed, and Tang Jingcheng was directly tied to the chair by Su Jue with a seat belt.

The car started, circled around the flower bed in front of the hospital building, and drove away without a trace.

Su Jue is not a hypocritical person, Tang Jingcheng was so worried that he would send her back alone, so he took her directly to his apartment.

At first she refused, but she gave up struggling when she got into the elevator, came out of Su Jue's arms, and leaned on the handrail of the elevator with her body sprawled by herself.

The light in the elevator was brighter than that in the hospital corridor, and the dense beads of sweat on Tang Jingcheng's forehead made her skin look more translucent, and it was a small and closed space.

The two looked at each other, Su Jue was expressionless, but Tang Jingcheng smiled, with a cool smile.

"Any cigarettes?"

"..."

"If there is smoke, I will go back with you."

Su Jue was completely amused by her, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "Yes, I have been preparing it for you."

Tang Jingcheng stabilized, followed Su Jue into the house, he turned on the light, and she immediately followed behind.

"Where's the smoke?"

"Go and sit in the living room, and I'll get it for you."

Su Jue quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from the locker, including a lighter.

"Only smoke one!"

"Okay!" Tang Jingcheng responded, pinching the cigarette with her fingers, and when Su Jue came back with the medicine box, she was already sitting on the sofa with her legs bent, puffing.

"Help you treat the wound on your arm."

"Need not!"

"Two!"

"Deal!" She obediently put down her legs, rolled up her sleeves automatically, and the wound looked even more hideous under the light.

"Often?"

"what?"

"Cut yourself with a knife!"

Tang Jingcheng dusted the cigarette in the ashtray, frowned and looked at Su Jue in front of him. He wanted to say something, but in the end he found it boring.

"Fuck it, don't ask these things that have nothing to do with you." The tone was a little disgusted.

Su Jue took a deep look at her, without saying a word, took the medicine and gauze and cut them open one by one.

The whole process was silent, Tang Jingcheng put his arm on Su Jue's knee, and she smoked with the other hand.

The medicine seeped into the wound, and when the pain was excruciating, she only frowned slightly.

Occasionally, Su Jue would look up at her, and she would narrow her eyes slightly, her brows appearing even colder in the smoke.

Su Jue still remembers that she was 19 years old, temporarily blind, and followed Qiu Qiguan all the way in the hospital corridor while supporting the wall.

"Teacher Qiu, I like you!" At that time, the girl's voice was very loud, and her tone was almost unfavorable.

At that time, she suffered a head injury, and it was Su Jue who was responsible for changing her dressing every day.

Every time she went to her ward, she would obediently sit cross-legged on the bed. Although she couldn't see her eyes, she always had a smile on her face. She seemed to be happy all day long, as if the sudden blindness hadn't affected her at all.

"Hey, handsome doctor, are you changing my medicine again today?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk? I found that you rarely talk..."

"...you can't see, how do you know what I look like?"

"Those little nurses in the ward said it. They talked about you all day long. They said that there was a super handsome male doctor in the Department of Neurology. Hehe, they were talking about you."

"..."

"But you must not be as handsome as my Teacher Qiu, by the way...Yesterday, Teacher Qiu said that he would stay with me in the hospital tonight..."

At that time, Tang Jingcheng's face would still blush when he said these things.

Su Jue also stood beside her like this and helped her wrap the gauze around her head and ears in circles. Her soft and straight hair danced in the sun, and even the tiny fluff on her fair face seemed to be coated. A layer of golden light.

"Bow tie." She asked boringly.

Su Jue always followed suit, and when the end of the gauze was wrapped around her ear, it would be tied in the shape of a bow for her.

Tang Jingcheng sat on the bed contentedly and laughed, his eyes were out of focus, and his eyes were pure, but his entire young face looked extraordinarily beautiful under the wanton sunlight.

The 19-year-old Tang Jingcheng showed Su Jue the most beautiful surprise in the world. She was like a bunch of lilies blooming in the breeze.

"Okay." Su Jue said.

Tang Jingcheng lowered her head in the smoke and saw that the gauze on her arm was tied with a standard bow. She couldn't help but sneered: "You still have this skill?"

Su Jue turned around and went to pack the medicine box: "It happened a long time ago."

Tang Jingcheng didn't take it seriously, he pinched out his cigarette and got up.

"Thank you."

"No, it's not the first time."

It is indeed not the first time, Tang Jingcheng smiled, it seems that this man bandages her wound every time, but how could she think that this man went to the ward to change her dressing every day seven years ago.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Su Jue put away the medicine box and came back. Tang Jingcheng was already smoking his second cigarette, and the living room could already smell a strong smell of smoke.

"I've eaten." She replied casually.

Su Jue didn't ask any questions, and walked to the kitchen by himself, and soon heard the sound of pots and pans.

Tang Jingcheng walked over, leaned on the refrigerator door to smoke, and looked at him: "Cooking noodles again?"

"I'm so busy in the afternoon that I hardly eat anything in the evening."

"Do you often do this?"

"how?"

"One person worked overtime so late, and then came back to treat himself with a bowl of barren noodles?"

"No." He walked over and walked in front of Tang Jingcheng, "Rang Rang."

"what!"

"You're blocking my refrigerator."

"..."

Tang Jingcheng turned sideways, and Su Jue took out two eggs from the refrigerator, holding them in his hand and looked at her expressionlessly: "It's not barren noodles, I added eggs."

"..."

What a real man.

Tang Jingcheng felt that he couldn't talk to him, so he got up and left the kitchen.

Soon Su Jue cooked the noodles and brought them out, but Tang Jingcheng disappeared. He was a little impatient for a moment, and stood in the living room and shouted until he heard footsteps from the study.

He walked over and saw her standing alone in front of a painting.

"You bought it back?"

"I bought it very early. Last time I ran into you in the suburbs and took you to the hotel. Someone made a fuss about it. I went to the gallery and bought this painting to make her happy."

Tang Jingcheng took a breath. The painting in front of her was the abstract painting at the cocktail party, and it was also the place where she first met Yao Xiaotang.

The past is vivid in my mind, but things have long changed.

"Why is that painting here with you?"

"After she left, I went to Yao's house and brought it back."

"Want to leave a thought for yourself?"

"..." Su Jue didn't answer.

Tang Jingcheng gently scratched her forehead with a finger holding a cigarette, and the fingertips brushed over the corners of her eyes, the moisture was scattered by her, and when she turned around, her eyes were already red.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Ah."

"Did you ever love her?"

Su Jue lowered her head: "I am very grateful to her."

"But it's not love, right? If you don't love, why do you treat her so well? Just for your benefit in Su Fan?"

Su Jue laughed: "Everyone has their own path that must be taken. Once you make a choice, you can't control yourself later."

Su Jue's answer was somewhat ambiguous.

Tang Jingcheng squeezed the cigarette, rolled his eyes again, and breathed out the pressure in his heart.

"But she is innocent. You have your purpose and your means, but she doesn't know anything. She foolishly gave you her heart, but you use her heart as a tool. Is it fair to her?"

Tang Jingcheng's tone became more and more excited.

Su Jue didn't understand, thinking she was still entangled in Yao Xiaotang's death, and quickly cut off the conversation: "Emotional matters are never fair, and I don't want to discuss this matter."

Looking at his expressionless face, Tang Jingcheng felt pain in his heart as if being cut by a knife.

"All feelings with a purpose are crimes. You have no right to take advantage of an innocent person." After she finished speaking, she turned and left the study.

Su Jue felt that there was something in her words, and chased after her: "Where are you going?"

"Get out of here!"

"I'll see you off!"

"No need." Tang Jingcheng threw his arm away, "You are also heartless, and your surname is Su!"

It is an indisputable fact that he is Su Hongzhi's son.

It’s just that Su Jue didn’t understand. He only knew that Su Hongzhi had stolen the jade unicorn, but he didn’t know the story behind it, let alone that Su Hongzhi would be Tang Jingcheng’s mortal enemy in the future.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Ask your conscience."

Tang Jingcheng shook him off and pushed the door out, slamming the door shut, Su Jue turned around, and the two bowls of freshly cooked noodles were still steaming on the living room table.

After leaving Su Jue's neighborhood, Tang Jingcheng's thoughts began to gradually dissipate as soon as the warm wind blew.

She was standing on the side of the road to take a taxi. It was already two o'clock in the morning, and there were no pedestrians on the road, so she could only walk along the side of the street. After walking for a few minutes, her phone rang.

A phone call from the prison guard.

"Excuse me, is it Tang Ji's family? Can you come to the hospital? Tang Ji woke up, but it seems that he is about to die..."

It was June, the clouds were lingering into summer, and insects began to sing on the trees.

Tang Jingcheng couldn't wait for a taxi on the side of the road. She was like a small object forgotten in the corner, her spirit was completely broken, and she circled the side of the road several times without a clue, and finally ran to the middle of the road. open arms...

The oncoming vehicle brakes suddenly.

"Hey you…"

She ran over and patted the car window of the other party: "Please take me to the hospital, I'm going to see my dad, I'm going to see my dad..."

(End of this chapter)