Chapter 8: Let's Break Up

Chapter 7: Conflict

Translator: Ruriko

The Mercedes-Benz S600 Pullman Guard at the roadside had tinted windows so that Zhishu He couldn't see whether Wenxu Jiang was in it or not. He waited for a while but no one got out of it, so he went straight home.

There was nobody at home. Zhishu He changed his shoes and sat on the sofa, and then he heard the sound of the key turning.

Wenxu Jiang had sunk into bitter jealousy as soon as he walked out of the house this morning. He felt uncomfortable at the thought of Zhishu making friends with some unknown man outside as he knew clearly about men's odious natural character and feared that Zhishu would cheat on him. From his point of view, he could find a lover and have an affair, but he didn't allow Zhishu He to do the same things. He didn't trust the new friend of Zhishu.

Wenxu Jiang sat in the car and thought for a long time before he decided to return home and had to have a heart-to-heart talk with Zhishu. Although he had been tired of Zhishu He's uninteresting personality and monotonous sexual skills, he felt a moment of pure panic of losing his spouse. He didn't expect Zhishu He also went out after he just left the home.

"Who's the man? I saw him send you back!" Wenxu Jiang opened the door and said with a surge of great fury, "Couldn't the cold weather cool your sexual desire down?"

Zhishu He pressed his temples and replied, "It's just a friend."

"The friend who gave you the orchid?" Wenxu Jiang slammed the door shut with a bang. "How did you know him? Can you introduce me to your new friend?"

"He's a doctor, and I got to know him when I went to the hospital to get some medicines," Zhishu He said in an emotionless tone as he slowly took his down jacket off, folded it carefully, and then put it down on the sofa.

Wenxu Jiang sneered, "He must be an excellent doctor. Alright, where is your medicine?"

He just looked at Zhishu with cold doubtful eyes and showed no concern for Zhishu He's illness. He didn't ask Zhishu how long he had been ill and if he often went to the hospital to see the doctor. He only cared about whether Zhishu cuckolded him or not.

"I left it in his car," Zhishu He curled his lips into an ironical smile, as he finally realized that Jiang had a double standard and they were unequal at all in this love. He looked up at Jiang's eyes and said, "Take it easy. Although the doctor is a charming man who's young, rich and tender, he is dissatisfied with me. So, we won't be together."

Having spent years on business, Wenxu Jiang was able to control his temper but he always behaved like an ill-tempered boy in front of Zhishu He. His eyes reddened as he grasped Zhishu's collar and said, "Do you want to be with him?"

"It's hard to tell what's going on in the minds of other people. So, don't ask me that. Even I say no, you won't believe me, will you?" Zhishu He could not shake Jiang's hands off; instead, he felt his face burning for the lack of air.

"You must get lonely because I didn't return home for several days. You are eager to seek a lover, right? Zhishu He, I really didn't know you well before," Wenxu Jiang suddenly shoved Zhishu down on the sofa, and looked down at him with a contemptuous expression on the face.

Although Zhishu He was gentle and quiet, he had his own principles and couldn't bear these insulting remarks. "Good, you have seen through my mind. Now, what? Are you scared by me?" he completely gave up arguing with Jiang.

These words needled Wenxu Jiang and he raised his hand and gave Zhishu a hard slap on the cheek.

Zhishu He was completely stunned. His brain was in buzz before he felt the pain in his cheek. The slap brought his thoughts back to the past.

In the past, they had many quarrels with each other and even exchanged blows, but Wenxu Jiang never slapped his face. Jiang used to treat Zhishu as a treasure and always vented his anger by screwing Zhishu on the bed.

It was the first time that Jiang slapped Zhishu's face, which gave Zhishu a huge blow.

Zhishu He didn't feel any pleasure for Jiang's jealousy and suspicion. He only felt a chill creeping over his heart as he knew that Wenxu Jiang got angry just because of the possessiveness which had nothing to do with love.

When Jiang really loved someone, he would be very jealous but never show it, just as what he had done to Zhishu in the past. Like a wild wolf pretending to be a faithful dog, he would hide all his anger and envy, and rush back home immediately as long as Zhishu called him. He would look at Zhishu with watery eyes and say in a worried, aggrieved and straight-out tone, "I am jealous… Can you stay away from him? You've ignored me for several days."

When he really cared about someone, he wouldn't hurt his sweetheart by sarcasm and slaps.

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Translator: Ruriko

Wenxu Jiang regretted as soon as he slapped Zhishu He. These years he ran a big company and people around him all fawned on him. Gradually, he became egocentric and couldn't bear to be offended by other people. But he never wanted to hurt Zhishu He.

"You shouldn't bicker with me over an outsider." Though Wenxu Jiang felt somewhat guilty, he covered it with a self-righteous face and said, "You friend must not be a good guy. Keep away from him."

Zhishu He pushed Jiang aside and sat upright. He raised his hand and touched his swollen cheek lightly with a mocking smile on his face.

"I don't think you are a good man. Maybe I should keep away from you first. In the beginning, I felt we would be together for a lifetime no matter how difficult it might be. The seven-year itch didn't separate us and we have lived together for more than ten years. But now we both have changed. Someone changes for own decision while the other just has to," Zhishu He closed his eyes, feeling a sense of helplessness, and made up his mind to quit their relationship as he was tired of Jiang's suspicion and jealousy, and this hopeless relationship.

"Let's break up. I don't want to wait for a spouse who seldom comes back home," Zhishu said in a soft voice with a faint smile on his face. He was calm and relaxed as if he just had a casual chat with his lover.

Wenxu Jiang was stunned for a few moments before he said bitterly, "Right. You have a new lover. Now you want to break up with me and be together with him? No way! I won't let you go!"

"I have given you thirty percent of the company's shares. Isn't it enough to compensate for your time wasted on me?" Zhishu He said ironically.

"You reminded me. This house is under my name. When we bought the house, you thought it troublesome to register the house as our joint property. So you didn't sign your name. Legally, I'm the only owner," Wenxu Jiang sneered. "If you really want to break up with me, you will be penniless. Oh, I forget that you have got a new lover. He will take care of you. And in this way, you don't need this house at all, right?"

Zhishu He frowned, his eyes full of sadness and exhaustion, his smile slowly disappearing, and then he sighed gently, "Jiang, why are you so cruel? After all, we've been together for fourteen years. It's a long time."

For some reason, a spasm of pain contorted Wenxu Jiang's face and shot up his heart. He came up to Zhishu, put his arm around Zhishu's shoulders, and then said softly, "Zhishu, I don't want to break up with you. I am just kidding. You know I'm bad-tempered and sometimes talk nonsense. Why did you anger me on purpose? Let's forget what I said just now and…"

"Let's break up," Zhishu He said again, as he picked his cell phone on the tea table up and sent a short message to Ziyu Ai-"I decide to accept the chemotherapy".

Wenxu Jiang tried his best to choke back his rage so that his whole body was trembling and his temples were throbbing. "Don't play a trick on me, Zhishu He."

"I'm serious. You know, when I make a decision, I never take it back," said Zhishi He.

Wenxu Jiang clenched his teeth. Suddenly, he grabbed Zhishu's wrist and pulled him out of the house. "Okay, you are a fucking courageous man. Get out of here! Now!"

At first, Wenxu Jiang thought it was just a normal quarrel but never expected that Zhishu would split up with him. He couldn't tell the feeling he had suffered now was caused by the anger or fear. His heart was overwhelmed with the distress, and at this point, he only wanted to give vent to his anger.

Zhishu He was shut out of the house by Wenxu Jiang. He wore only thin shirt, unlined trousers and cotton slippers.

It was not cold in the high-end apartment. But Zhishu He was too weak to leave the apartment because of his illness. He squatted down, held his knees and buried his face between them, his body slightly shivering.

His nose began to bleed again. He wiped it with his shirt casually, and had a splitting headache; his eyesight grew dim. He felt cold and bitterly disappointed. In his eyes, the man he had loved for fourteen years became strange and distant.

Zhishu He got a fever. In the twilight state caused by pain and fever, he seemed to see a ray of light pouring into the dark corridor and a tall, handsome boy with a basketball in his hands walking toward him. The boy wore a bright smile, like a silly wolfhound, his eyes full of adoration.