A Seductive Night (夜色撩人) [BL] [MTL] [✔]

Chapter 18

   With a click, the wine glass was overwhelmed by Jiang Ting, and the rum mixed with bright red blood dripped on the off-white bar counter. The broken glass was set in his palm, but he didn't care about it at all, and his eyes were fixed on him. Looking at Ah Fa, as if trying to expose him.

That was the secret he kept in his heart that he least wanted to be known by others. At this moment, he even wanted to pinch Ah Fa's neck.

"Damn, don't fucking look at me like that!" Ah Fa was really frightened, he knew Jiang Ting deeply, so he knew very well that he couldn't handle this man's madness.

The atmosphere is stiff and touch-and-go. Jiang Ting stared at him for a while, then suddenly lowered his eyes, stared at his palm, and said in a deep voice

, "How?" "Family and love," Jiang Ting said impatiently, "how to divide." Ah Fa was in a daze, looking at Jiang Ting strangely for a moment, with a dazed look on his face. He suddenly realized that perhaps Jiang Ting himself had been confused. He thought about Jiang Ting's growth environment and asked carefully, "When did you realize that you were... ambitious?" He began to suspect that Jiang Ting had confused the two. The difference between them is that he and Yewang grew up dependent on each other, and it is not impossible to misunderstand family affection as love. Jiang Ting said expressionlessly, "Lin Yin." As soon as the name came out, Ah Fa's expression froze, and a deep disgust spread in the air. When Lin Yin and Yewang were together, Jiang Ting was only fourteen or five years old. If he was older, he knew what liking was? "Because your brother spends most of his time with that person, so are you jealous?" Jiang Ting thought for a while and nodded. "You never thought of breaking them up?" Ah Fa casually took a pack of facial tissue from the table and threw it to him, raising his chin to signal him to wipe the blood on his hands. Jiang Ting wiped it randomly twice, raised his head, his eyes were puzzled, "Break up? Why?"





















Ah Fa couldn't help laughing, damn, you still have the nerve to say you like it like this? If you really like someone, how can you not snatch him away with your temperament, and just watch the person you like with others? Are you kidding.

He almost died laughing, Jiang Ting actually regarded his dependence on his brother as liking, and kept hiding in silence for so many years?

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Ting frowned and pulled out the broken glass from his palm, seeing him laughing non-stop, his face was inexplicable.

Ah Fa shook his head, he suddenly didn't want to say anything, how can outsiders explain things like feelings clearly in a few words, only when he really likes someone himself, he will naturally understand everything.

Liking and relying on are two completely different things.

He turned and left.

Jiang Ting stopped him from behind, "You haven't said how to divide."

"Go and treat the wound on your hand, be careful of infection." Ah Fa didn't want to say more, and chuckled.

Jiang Ting was full of irritability, his eyes fixed on the bloody palm.

Seeing that he was not moving, Ah Fa sighed and asked someone to fetch the medicine box.

Perhaps he has never doubted his feelings for Yewang, but it was Yewang who brought him out of the dark quagmire, gave him a new life, and taught him to know the world with his own hands. Yewang was like a ray of light and a life-saving straw. He can hold on tightly, and then in his fragile childhood, he accumulated dependence to a certain extent and turned it into possessiveness. In his ignorant and confused youth, because of the intervention of outsiders, he finally confused the brotherhood that he had depended on for many years, and became a man who had been silent for many years. Reluctant to be known as "liked".

Ah Fa couldn't laugh or cry, and felt very disappointed.

Jiang Ting doesn't understand liking, and no one taught him what liking is.

"The gauze is gone." Someone came over with a medicine box.

"Where's the alcohol and iodophor?" Ah Fa opened the medicine box and saw that there were only empty bottles of wound medicine left, and only a few boxes of cold medicine left intact. Come back, buy more and prepare, you don't know how to make up for it after you use it, can this thing be missing in the store." "

Brother Zhan is out, who can I ask for money." The man laughed, "Last time The old cap has run out of fighting with others, you scold him."

Jiang Shu opened the door and came in, just in time to hear this sentence, "Zhan Xin is not here, ask me for money."

He walked over, smiled and opened WeChat, "Here You transfer the money, and go to the supermarket to buy some fruit and come back to eat, brothers." "

Haha, thank you Brother Jiang in advance." The man smiled and clicked on WeChat, sent a private message to Jiang Shu, and received a sum of money in a short time Small transfers.

Seeing Jiang Ting sitting on the bar, Jiang Shu didn't look back and waved his hands, "Choose the best ones, buy more, don't hold back." "Okay,

I'll buy more of what Brother Ting likes." The man put on his coat and smiled playfully. jokingly.

Seeing that Ah Fa was not in a good mood, Jiang Shu leaned over and winked at him, "Why are you holding the medicine box, is anyone injured?" Ah

Fa was happy when he saw him, and pushed the medicine box into his arms. Catching it in a hurry, Ah Fa raised his chin towards Jiang Ting not far away, "Your Boss Jiang's hand is bleeding, please go and help him treat the wound." Hearing that

Jiang Ting's hand was injured, Jiang Shu hugged He ran over with the medicine box.

On the off-white bar counter, there were small pieces of transparent glass stained with blood. Jiang Shu followed Jiang Ting's arm hanging aside to look at the bloody palm. hand.

"How, how did this happen?" Jiang Shu stuttered in fright, hurriedly opened the medicine box, searched for a long time but couldn't find any iodine that could be used, "Why is there no anti-inflammatory, gauze, why is there no gauze, no cotton swabs No, why is there nothing..."

Jiang Ting saw that he was in a hurry, tapped the table with his fingers, and said in a deep voice, "It's nothing."

"Why is it all right! How can you call it all right after bleeding so much!" Jiang Shu raised his head and yelled. After the yelling, both of them were stunned. He was very annoyed, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. Go to the hospital for treatment." Let's go, I

'm not very good at treating wounds." Jiang Ting waved his hands indifferently, threw a bar of blood beads, shook his head and said, "No, I can handle it myself." "How do you deal with

such a serious injury, let alone the wound It's the right hand." Jiang Shu's attitude was unusually tough, seeing that Jiang Ting didn't care about his hand injury, he was very annoyed, "Go to the hospital for treatment, I'll go with you." Jiang Ting looked at him, Jiang Shu greeted him arrogantly

, The eyes are big and round, and if you don't go, I will keep staring at you until I stare you away.

Jiang Shu had always been self-reliant before confessing his love, and he was very careful in his actions and words, and would never step into Jiang Ting's private area without permission, but after his confession was rejected, he had the idea of ​​breaking the jar, he knew that Jiang Ting was not good However, he stood in his own position and tried several times from his own perspective, and he found that even if he was a little more presumptuous, Jiang Ting would not do anything to him.

In this case, he was presumptuous.

He insisted that Jiang Ting go to the hospital to bandage the wound, but in Jiang Ting's eyes, it was really just a trivial injury, and there was no need to take it to heart.

Jiang Ting has never backed down to anyone, never.

"Go to the hospital." Jiang Shu stared at him for a while, but she was still timid in her heart. No one would be without pressure when facing Jiang Ting, especially his expressionless face.

"It's not serious, I can handle it myself."

Jiang Shu couldn't agree with his words at all, but he softened, took out the medical pliers from the medicine box, carefully held his bleeding hand, and said tremblingly, "I I don't have any experience in treating wounds, if it hurts you, just tell me, I'll clip the glass out of your flesh first... Is it possible to clip it? Do you need to treat it while stopping the bleeding?" He was very scared because he No experience aggravated his injury.

"Yes." Jiang Ting didn't take this minor injury seriously at all. He had suffered countless injuries since he was a child, and the lightest one was better than this. I don't know where to go.

He looked at the child holding his hand with a serious face, as if he was treating some precious treasure with care, and every time a piece of bloody glass was caught, his eyes would turn red.

"You..." Jiang Ting was stunned, looking into his eyes.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Shu raised his head viciously, unless he was a fool, otherwise he would not be able to find out that this kind of injury was obviously caused by himself.

are you crazy! It's okay to squeeze some glass to play with!

It won't hurt you to death!

He is most afraid of pain.

Jiang Shu sniffed, grabbed his fidgeting hand, and focused on picking out the glass shards for him.

It was rare for Jiang Ting to be shaken face by someone, he was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly wanted to laugh. When he moved his hand, Jiang Shu hurriedly grasped it, and yelled at him, "Hold it, it hurts." "It

doesn't hurt."

"You are made of iron, how can it not hurt if you bleed so much?" "

I can't feel any pain ." "

"Guess I believe it or not." Jiang Shu has not been so focused on one thing for a long time, he tried to relax his body so that he would not be too nervous and affect the movements of his hands. Jiang Ting's palm was not very big, but his fingers were very long, and the lines on his palm were completely covered in blood, making it hard to see clearly.

Jiang Shu's face turned pale, and the transparent glass shards were embedded in the flesh and blood, making cold sweat break out on his forehead.

He picked out all the ones he could find, and was thrown aside by Jiang Ting before, and put the broken glass, large and small, neatly together. He threw the pliers aside, and pointed to the row on the table, "Boss Jiang is amazing, Boss Jiang Hercules, Boss Jiang is mighty and domineering." While mocking, he still didn't forget to draw a tissue to help him stop the bleeding.

Jiang Ting moved his hands and laughed.

Jiang Shu pushed down his fidgeting hand slightly, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Ting shook his head: "It's nothing." He was just amused by his upright appearance.

Jiang Shu looked suspicious. Boss Jiang seldom smiled, but every time he did, the way he smiled was amazing. The distance between the two of them was no more than one meter, and Boss Jiang's hand was still being held carefully by him... It is estimated that only Jiang Ting can make him feel excited all the time, regardless of the occasion.

Jiang Shu turned his face away, and suddenly said: "I haven't done a single bad thing."

Jiang Ting looked puzzled.

"I also helped the old lady cross the road." Jiang Shu continued.

Jiang Ting was even more puzzled.

Jiang Shu glared at him bitterly, her face puffed up with anger, "I'm not the second generation ancestor, I won't cheat others, let alone you, so you can't hide from me!"

Jiang Ting suddenly turned his head and looked not far away. Ah Fa looked at this big mouth.

"Don't hide from me." Jiang Shu was very depressed, "It's already miserable for me to be rejected by you, wouldn't it be even worse if you hide from me again." Jiang Ting didn't expect Ah

Fa to tell him all this kind of thing Having said that, he looked at Ah Fa very dangerously.

Jiang Shu changed several packs of tissue paper, but the one who went shopping still didn't come back, he began to repeatedly tell Jiang Ting to go to the hospital for bandages. With

his persistent insistence, it might be because he was scared by the nagging, anyway, Jiang Ting went to the small hospital nearby The doctor checked it out and made a more comprehensive bandage.

"Remember not to get wet these few days, eat a light diet, and don't forget to change the dressing in two days." The doctor said.

Jiang Shu nodded, "Remember, thank you doctor."

Jiang Ting, who had been silent all this time, followed Jiang Shu out of the hospital.

The sky had completely darkened, and Jiang Ting stood at the entrance of the hospital, looking up at the dark night sky, "Please eat."

Jiang Shu stood beside him, looking at the sky in the same posture, "As a reward for helping you treat the wound ?"

The night sky is like an upside-down pot, as black as ink, full of stars, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

"Yeah."

"Is it that clear?"

"You started."

Jiang Shu remembered how he got Jiang Ting's mobile phone number, touched the tip of his nose, a little embarrassed.

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Ting asked.

"Fuck..." He suddenly remembered the doctor's order before he spoke halfway, and suddenly became hoarse.

"...Fuck?" Jiang Ting turned his head to look at him.

"Skewer!" Jiang Shu blushed and hurriedly finished.

Jiang Ting nodded, and led him to turn left and right, through several alleys, and came to a place similar to a night market.

"But you can't eat spicy food. The doctor told you to eat lightly these few days." Jiang Shu followed Jiang Ting and muttered all the way, but the person in front pretended not to hear it.

No, this time he heard it. Jiang Shu heard Jiang Ting say in a lazy voice: "Why should I listen to him?" "I

need to listen to what the doctor says." "I choose not to

listen."

a place. He followed Jiang Ting closely. Because the crowd was too dense, he would be stepped on by passers-by from time to time, and it was quite difficult to walk all the way.

Jiang Ting was tall and had long legs, which made him stand out in the crowd.

Suddenly, a stream of people poured into the nearby path, diverting Jiang Ting and Jiang Shu apart.

Jiang Shu was so helpless but powerless that he could only let the flow of people separate him from Jiang Ting, getting farther and farther away.

He stood where he was, looking at Jiang Ting's tall back in front of him, being pushed and jostled by passers-by, feeling helpless.