My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Jiang Jiusheng stopped all announcements and was temporarily waiting at home for the case to go to court.

After breakfast, Jiang Jiusheng stayed with Jin Yu to drink tea. She had something to say and had concerns: "Jin Yu, that case,"

He replied quickly: "I will testify in court."

He knew exactly what the key to this case was.

Jiang Jiusheng did not persuade him, but just told him: "My lawsuit is guaranteed to win, so you don't need to consider me." She only emphasized one point, "Just do what you want. It doesn't matter if you are willful."

She knew that Jin Yu would testify, and a large part of the reason was because of her.

He nodded, thoughtfully.

At this time, Wen Shuhua called, and he started crying: "Jin Yu, talk to mom."

Jiang Jinyu knew what she was going to say: "There is nothing to talk about." He lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled twice.

Wen Shuhua cried on the phone.

"Jin Yu, please, mom, can we meet?"

He was silent, his brows tightening.

Wen Shuhua sobbed softly and asked him with choked sobs: "Do you really not want your mother anymore?"

After all, she gave birth to him and treated him well.

After a long silence, Jiang Jinyu spoke: "Where is it?"

He went out alone without letting Jiang Jiusheng accompany him. Not long after leaving, Jiang Jiusheng became more and more worried as he thought about it: "Shi Jin, I'm worried."

The place Wen Shuhua booked was a dessert shop. Because Jin Yu was fond of sweets, he arrived at the shop twenty minutes later. Wen Shuhua had already ordered something. When he saw him coming, his gloomy brows disappeared.

Probably running around for Wen Shi's good every day, she seemed to have suddenly aged a lot.

Jiang Jinyu sat opposite Wen Shuhua, and she pushed the untouched dessert in front of him: "I ordered your favorite dessert, you try it first."

During the years when he was autistic, Wen Shuhua also treated him well. He loved sweets, and she even bought two dessert shops in Yuncheng.

He picked up the spoon without touching the dessert in front of him and asked her, "What do you want to say?"

Wen Shuhua's eyes were always red, a little swollen because he had just cried. He looked at the young man in front of him: "Can you please not testify against your sister? I'm begging you as my mother."

Jiang Jinyu didn't look into her eyes: "She broke the law."

Wen Shuhua choked up: "But she is your biological sister, do you really have the heart to let her go to jail?" She stretched out her hand and carefully pulled his finger, tears falling, "Jiang Jiusheng and you are not related by blood, Jin Yu , you only have two closest relatives in this world: your mother and your sister."

He looked at the hand covering the back of his hand. When had there been so many wrinkles? He took his hand out and pulled it out halfway, but stopped. He looked up at Wen Shuhua, whose face was full of tears. After a long time, he said: "You couldn't bear to have Wen Shihao go to jail, so you could bear to make me sick for eight years."

How old was he then?

Wen Shuhua covered his mouth and couldn't help crying: "It's mom who's sorry for you, it's all mom's fault, Jin Yu, you can blame me, but your sister is innocent, she is also a victim, for mom's sake For the sake of loving you for so many years——"

He interrupted: "That's not love, it's compensation."

If she really loved him, she wouldn't have let him be autistic for eight years.

Wen Shuhua couldn't give an explanation for this, he just cried and begged: "Jin Yu, mother, please, just this time, let your sister go."

He withdrew the hand held by her: "Eight years ago, when I was only eight years old, why didn't you let me go once?" His eyes, which were always empty and quiet, were still red, "I'm cured, are you okay?" Are you a little happy? When you were busy sending me to the isolated island, when you were busy letting the psychiatrist guide me to self-isolation for the second time, were you ever hesitant? "

Wen Shuhua's eyes were filled with tears and he stared blankly at the young man opposite.

In eight years, this was the first time she saw other emotions in his vicissitudes of life.

His eyes were red without shedding a single tear, and he looked at his mother stubbornly and unwillingly: "You are reluctant to let go of Wen Shihao, because she is your flesh and blood, am I not? Can I just treat her casually? I have been autistic all my life. Doesn't it matter?" He lowered his head and whispered, "I am also your child, have you forgotten?"

Wen Shuhua was speechless and couldn't defend himself. He kept sobbing and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He didn't want to see her cry.

He stood up and said, "I will not come out to see you again until the case is decided."

He didn't eat a single bite of that dessert.

When he turned around, Wen Shuhua grabbed his hand and cried, "Jin Yu, Jin Yu."

The boy with his head lowered turned around and shouted: "Mom,"

After hearing this, she cried even harder.

Her son has grown so tall, but she doesn't know...

The boy lowered his head and could see the white hair in Wen Shuhua's hair. He called out again: "Mom," after a long pause, he asked, "Are you really my mother?"

Then he withdrew his hand and turned away.

Wen Shuhua stood up and chased him, shouting: "Jin Yu, Jin Yu!"

She still didn't chase him out.

Jiang Jinyu stood at the door of the dessert shop for a long time. The sun was still strong and the sunlight blinded him. He looked back, then left. When he reached the roadside, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Jiusheng's number.

She whispered: "Sister."

Jiang Jiusheng asked him anxiously: "Jin Yu, did she make things difficult for you?"

"No."

After all, the blood of the Wen family still flows in his body, and Wen Shuhua is his biological mother, the one who gave birth to him and raised him. At a red light, he stopped on the side of the road and squatted down, his eyes a little red: "Sister, is it really okay if I don't go and testify?"

He hesitated. When he saw Wen Shuhua crying, he hesitated. Maybe because he had been ill, he couldn't remember many things clearly in the past eight years, but he remembered all the times when Wen Shuhua treated him well.

She always buys him desserts because he has to take a lot of bitter medicine, so he loves sweets.

Every year on his birthday, she gives him a computer because he likes it.

When Wen Shihao scolded him, she would help him scold him back and even beat her.

She would drag him with her wherever she went, because he was a patient and would get lost.

Maybe it was a debt, so she tried her best to make up for it, but after all, she had hurt him.

Jiang Jiusheng said, "Of course." She said, "Jin Yu, they are your closest relatives."

Yes, they are close relatives.

He squatted on the roadside, turned around, and looked not far away. In front of the glass window of the dessert shop, her mother was sitting there, lost in thought.

After sitting for a long time, Wen Shuhua's cell phone rang.

"Madam," the man's voice said, "The person is already here."

Wen Shuhua almost immediately looked up and looked out of the glass window. The boy was standing at the traffic light intersection. The tall and thin boy had a straight back, always lowered his head, always put his hands in front, instinctively protecting himself because he felt insecure.

The man asked: "Do you want to do something?"

Wen Shuhua shouted: "Wait!"

Then there was a long wait.

Outside the glass window, the green light at the intersection turned on, and the boy took a step forward and walked on the deserted crosswalk.

Wen Shuhua choked and said, "Don't hurt him, don't hurt my child," she bit her lip, tears not stopping, "As long as...as long as he can't, can't testify in court."

"knew."

The call was hung up, and Wen Shuhua looked out the window, covering his mouth and trembling all over.

On the road, a fast car was driving towards the boy.

She stood up from the ground and cried out: "Jin Yu!"

"Jin Yu!"

Jiang Jinyu looked up and was almost stunned when he saw the car crashing into him so fast.

Shi Jin rushed over, and the two of them fell down together. The car almost passed by their feet, and the mobile phone in Jin Yu's hand was crushed to pieces.

He was stunned for a long time, then turned to look at the glass window of the dessert shop and saw his mother, standing there, looking at him, with tears in her eyes.

Her legs softened and she sat on the ground.

What on earth did she do...

"Jin Yu."

"Jin Yu."

Shi Jin shouted twice before Jiang Jinyu turned around blankly.

He asked him: "Is something okay?"

He lowered his head and looked at the crushed mobile phone, absentmindedly.

Shi Jin walked up to him: "Can you stand up?"

The young man came to his senses, stood up staggeringly, looked back at the person behind the glass window, then squatted down, covered his face, and cried.

After he became autistic, he never cried again.

Shi Jin squatted in front of him and said, "Don't cry, you can get back whatever she did to you." After saying that, he got up and walked towards the dessert shop, his whole person filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Jinyu suddenly stood up and held him back: "Don't go."

He gritted his teeth and his face was filled with tears: "This is the last time, just treat me as giving my life back to her." He turned around and saw the woman in the glass window sitting on the ground, crying bitterly. He turned his head, no longer looked at her, and said, "From now on, I will have no mother."

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation, and as soon as he lowered his head, tears fell down, and he couldn't hold it back no matter how hard he tried.

"Jin Yu!"

"Jin Yu..."

Wen Shuhua sat on the ground, looked at the boy walking further and further away, and cried loudly: "I'm sorry, mom, I'm sorry for you."

When the phone call came, the man said: "Madam, the mission failed."

Wen Shuhua threw away his mobile phone, got up from the ground, cried as he walked, and murmured only two words: "Fortunately..."

It was almost noon before Shi Jin returned to the apartment.

Jiang Jiusheng was waiting at the door with her dog in her arms. She didn't see Jiang Jinyu. She frowned and asked Shi Jin, "Where is Jin Yu?" Shi Jin told her the specific situation on the phone.

Shi Jin entered the room: "He's fine. He's in the apartment next door." Jiang Jiusheng was about to go over, but he held her back and said, "Let him be alone for a while."

Only then did she see blood on his shirt, and her expression immediately became nervous: "It's bleeding." She turned around to get the car keys, "Let's go to the hospital."

Shi Jin put an arm around her waist: "No, it's just that the original wound has opened a little."

Jiang Jiusheng was worried: "No, go to the hospital."

He held her tightly: "Shengsheng, I am the doctor." He lowered his head and rubbed her face with his chin, "Good boy, go get the medical kit."

She hesitated for a long time, then listened to his words and went to get the medicine kit.

Shi Jin lifted up his shirt, and the gauze at his waist was stained red by the blood that leaked out. Jiang Jiusheng squatted in front of him, looking at his wound, and wanted to go over and blow on him.

Shi Jin was funny. At this height, he could reach out and rub her head: "Shengsheng, help me."

Jiang Jiusheng looked up, at a loss: "I can't."

He pulled her to his side: "I'll teach you." He held her hand and placed it on her waist, "First remove the gauze."

She did so, her hands shaking a little.

The originally scabbed wound was split open and bloody. She frowned in pain and asked, "What next?"

Shi Jin picked out the disinfectant, hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs, and put the tweezers in her hands. Because she didn't know how to do it, he took her hand and dipped a cotton ball in the disinfectant: "Use this to wash the wound."

Jiang Jiusheng's movements were clumsy and he didn't dare to use force.

"Use the red medicine first, then the white medicine." Shi Jin was very patient and taught her one by one. If she couldn't do it anymore, he would hold her hand and teach her.

Finally, it was wrapped with gauze. When she was tearing off the tape, she used some force to pull it off. When her hand touched him, she immediately raised her head nervously: "Did I hurt you?"

Shi Jin shook his head: "No, it doesn't hurt." It was just a little itchy and itchy. As soon as her hand touched his skin, she felt a burning sensation. It wasn't pain, it was desire.

He suddenly leaned forward and wanted to kiss her lips.

Jiang Jiusheng leaned back, put his hand on his shoulder, frowned and said to him: "Don't move, what if you injure the wound?"

He was unhappy when the kiss didn't arrive: "I want to kiss you."

Her expression was unsmiling and serious: "Wrap it up first, and I'll let you kiss it later."

Shi Jin laughed softly, sat upright obediently, watched her bend down and tied the gauze for him, then sat close to him and said, "Okay, you can kiss now."

So good.

Shi Jin held her face with one hand and leaned forward to suck her lips. He didn't rush to conquer the city. He slowed down his movements, took her lips and bit them gently.

He backed away a little: "It smells like lemon."

Well, she wore lemon-flavored lipstick.

He suddenly unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, and then approached her: "Baby, give me a hickey."