After all, Wenxu Jiang was still young. He made a mistake that some men might unavoidably make when they were successful in career. They always had the wishful thinking of having a virtuous spouse at home and sultry lovers outside at the same time. However, Wenxu Jiang forgot that the person living with him was also a man with lofty and unyielding character, no matter how mild he was when they were together. Zhishu He had always indulged Wenxu Jiang for love and was willing to give Jiang everything he had, but Zhishu He was pertinacious in some aspects, for which Jiang could not understand even though they had been together for over a decade.
Zhishu He suppressed the nausea after dinner, sitting in the balcony shrouded in the bright sunshine and daydreaming. He looked at the silver ring blackened due to oxidation on his finger, and his eyes were moist.
Was it time for the love in the past fourteen years to be gone? Or it was easy for people to share woes, but difficult to share weal?
Zhishu He had never been aware of his regret like so. What he regretted was not his desperate love of Jiang for over a decade, but that he shouldn't have given up his pursuit of dream and career, whatever the reason was. He shouldn't have lowered his baseline again and again, or given up his wish to go out to explore the world as a man.
Staying at home for one day, Wenxu Jiang left again. It was said that a supervisor called him for there was something wrong with a huge order. He left with a promise that he would come back immediately when the problem was solved.
Zhishu He put a heavy navy cashmere scarf around Wenxu Jiang's neck, and waved good-bye to him with a smile, "Don't be silly. I know you aren't afraid of cold weather, but your body can't withstand cold wind."
Wenxu Jiang kissed Zhishu He on the face, and then he went out with the key to the car. Although he did not mention Ziyu Ai, his mind was in a whirl.
In the balcony, Zhishu He watched Wenxu Jiang leave, sighed slightly and called Ziyu Ai, who answered immediately as if waiting for his call. "Doctor Ai, are you free now?"
"Come if you will. I'm on duty today. There will be an operation this afternoon, so you'd better come early."
"Well, thank you," Zhishu He ran his fingered through his long bangs falling across his forehead, thinking that he could only have his hair trimmed after being back.
Ziyu Ai paused for a while before he added some words which had nothing to do with the treatment, "It's colder today. Don't forget to put on more clothes."
Zhishu He was stunned. He hung up the phone without saying more than the word of thanks, so as not to affect Ziyu Ai's normal working, and went to change his clothes.
It was really cold outside. Cold air irritated his nose, straight pouring into the respiratory tract. Zhishu He had a habit of not feeling like wearing a mask whenever it was. He did not know why.
Ziyu Ai had several other patients, so Zhishu He sat quietly there and waited. He sat and watched, in a trance. When he saw a couple in the office with a child diagnosed with leukemia crying in despair, he felt some distressed and pity for the child.
If his parents had not passed away, they must feel sad for him, too... Even though he was such an unfilial child.
Time ticked away...
"What are you thinking about?" Ziyu Ai called him, in a teasing tone, "Can you take off your down jacket? Is it rented?"
Zhishu He did not feel hot, but it was inconvenient to move with heavy clothes. So he smiled, took off his down jacket and sat on the chair across from Ziyu Ai's desk.
Ziyu Ai was to make fun of Zhishu He, telling him not to be nervous when they talked about treatment later. But when he inadvertently glanced at the slender neck of Zhishu He, he could not help but gasp deeply- if he was right, it was a hickey.
Zhishu He, who was fixing his eyes on the cover of the latest magazine at the corner of the table, did not notice the change of Ziyu Ai's expression, thinking that he had not subscribed to a magazine for a long time.
Ziyu Ai suddenly realized that he was just a doctor who should not care about Zhishu He's private life, so his face grew solemn, and stared at Zhishu He, "You should undergo chemotherapy tomorrow...
Ziyu Ai was a distinguished young doctor in leukemia area. When talking about treatment and illness of patients, he did not carry any personal emotion. Zhishu He felt upset when he learnt more about his illness. Doctor Ai's words sent a chill down his spine.
"You are still young. I will do my best to help you. You can't give up on yourself." When Ziyu Ai finished his words, he added such a sentence to comfort Zhishu He .... Click the external link to read the whole chapter 14 ↓