Chen Shu survived.

Leaning on the edge of the bed with a pale face, his expression motionless stared at Hua Ting at the door.

She didn't move, and he didn't say anything, just pursed his lips slightly, his throat moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Hua Ting took a white porcelain medicine bowl from the hand of a servant woman, raised her feet and walked slowly to the bed, saw Chen Shu smiling, sat down on the side, took a spoon and fed him with her own hands.

He pursed his lips and drank very well-behaved, his blood was still empty, but his eyes returned to an unusually bright one. Hua Ting began to gossip with him without a match, making him wake up, although they were all boring and trivial, Chen Shu listened to it with great interest.

Seeing his bright expression, Hua Ting simply said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in Shanghai in the future." ”

Chen Shu heard this, took a sip of the medicine, and then fell silent.

Hua heard that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, and only took sweet plums for him to hold, but he didn't eat them, "This bit of bitterness is nothing." ”

"More than this bowl." Hua Ting stood up and took another bowl of medicinal soup from the servant woman outside the door, "This bowl is much more bitter than the previous one." ”

He walked to Chen Shu's bed again and sat down, touched the wall of the bowl with his hand to probe the temperature, and then took the spoon.

Chen Shu lowered his head and coughed lightly, but he didn't speak, and the atmosphere was weird and embarrassing.

She lowered her head and gently blew a spoonful of the medicinal juice, which cooled down before reaching out and handing it to Chen Shu. The white porcelain spoon was against her lips, but Chen Shu didn't open his mouth, only raised his eyes to look at her silently, and didn't move for a long time.

Hua Ting looked at him like this, and was a little annoyed, "Do you drink or not?" ”

But Chen Shu's words eased her emotions, "Why did you miss the bullet?" ”

"Why do you say?"

He lowered his head, his side face was like a fixed sculpture, and the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time were said in a tone as light as a chatting greeting, as if they could be scattered in the dust, "It's better not to save me." ”

Hua Ting put the medicine bowl on the low wooden table beside him, looked at him fixedly, but a wry smile overflowed on his lips, knowing that he didn't need his own response, but he still opened his mouth: "This is like what a person who has just come from the ghost gate should say?" ”

Chen Shu reached out and clasped her tightly, the warm heat of the medicinal soup still remained in his fingertips, and the cold touch transmitted from her left ring finger made him seem to fall into a slight panic. When he spoke again, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and his voice trembled: "If I want to leave Shanghai, are you willing to go with me?" ”

Obviously having a faint premonition of some uncontrollable events, Hua Ting instinctively sweated his palms, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "Chen Shu, don't say these stupid things again." ”

"Would you like to come with me?" He repeated it again.

Hua Ting took out a brown paper envelope from his free right hand and gently placed it next to his pillow, pressed his fingertips on it, and looked at him, "You can keep the ticket to Hong Kong in a week." ”

Chen Shu suddenly laughed, "I know ......"

The sunlight covered by the broken tiles above his head sprinkled down in an instant, and Hua squinted uncomfortably, and when he opened it again, he saw the flickering depression and pathos on Chen Shu's face, and he was a little relieved to meet the light above his head.

It's as if everything has settled, as if everything can start again.

Hua Ting lowered her head, her hair hung down, and she sighed with a wry smile: "If you leave, don't come back." ”

There was no expression on his face, but it was calm and terrifying, "You don't want to go with me because of him?" ”

The undulating tone of voice seemed to have the power of an earth-shattering attack in the silent afternoon, Hua Ting turned his head to look at him, slowly withdrew his left hand from his palm, and responded lightly, "Yes." ”

His eyes didn't know where to fall, the bloodshot under his eyes was terrifyingly clear, but the corners of his mouth were a wry smile, "You really, shouldn't have missed the bullet." ”

The voice was so light that it was suspicious that it was an auditory hallucination, and Hua Ting just looked at him like that, and after looking at it for a long time, he smiled sarcastically, "Then, you shouldn't have saved me from Fujita Shoji's hands." ”

He turned his head, frowned, and even his lips and teeth were bitter when he opened his mouth: "The moment I saved you, I had no intention of getting out alive." ”

Hua Ting contracted his chest tightly, obviously his heart was broken to pieces, and even his breathing was painful, but the idle smile on his face still refused to let go of himself, "I saved you, you have to give me a good life!" After speaking, he picked up the medicinal soup on the low table on the side, which was already slightly cold, "Drink the medicine." ”

The deep disappointment in Chen Shu's eyes made Hua Ting's heart startle, and she turned her head evasively, and her tone began to rise, "Drink the medicine!" ”

He took it with one hand and put the medicinal soup against his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on her for a moment, and a pair of originally clear eyes flashed with hatred at the moment.

"Over there in Hong Kong, Jane has already arranged it for you," Hua Ting paused, and her tone suddenly became happy, "I'll go to Hong Kong to play with you in the future, remember to lead the way." ”

Chen Shu raised his head and drank a bowl of medicinal soup, with an obvious bit of sourness in his eyes, and a last trace of panic, "Hua Ting, I'll ask you one last time," The sad eyes made his face seem to age ten years in an instant, "Would you like to go with me?" ”

She had imagined a future of silence in his smiling illusion.

But it's just fantasy.

"Chen Shu," just a few days ago, she explored a clearer truth, she found that the one she couldn't let go of the most was the guy who always likes to use a hippie smile to disguise himself as walking on the tip of a knife, "In fact, many things," since when did they gradually invade her heart, "have changed." ”

Silence, death-like silence.

Chen Shu listened to her words, retracted the hand that wanted to hold her, the sarcastic smile in his eyes was as terrifying and hurtful as a ghost, "You can't let go of Mr. Cai's business after all......"

"No," Hua Ting shook her head, "I don't think the things I have done are much nobler than yours. ”

"Yes......" he smiled at her, but the smile didn't get into his eyes.

At this time, Jian Yi pushed the door in, followed by Lao Jiang, saying that he was going to change the medicine for him.

Chen Shu stared at Hua Ting's eyes, and his body was motionless.

Jian also sat down beside her, hooked her long legs, and handsomely posed in a posture of Erlang's legs, and said, "I have used your money to buy a teahouse in Hong Kong for you......"

Chen Shu was surprised, and when he saw a few Dragon Gang disciples who came in from outside the door on weekdays, he understood something.

"Listen to Sister Hua, do you like West Lake Longjing?" Jian Yi's question was obviously not really asking him, and the next second he said to himself, "So I'll resell the teahouse in Hong Kong to you, just don't spoil it." ”

Chen Shu didn't speak, and Jian Yi raised his head in a casual tone, as if smiling, "A week later, I will send someone to escort you to Xicheng Wharf." ”

Chen Shu's brows moved slightly, and he suddenly smiled sideways, "Should I thank you?" ”

"No," Jian Yi affectionately hooked Hua Ting's shoulder, "You have to thank Sister Hua." ”

Chen Shufu had time to smile bitterly, and the Dragon Gang disciple on the side lowered his head and asked urgently, "Helper, what about our Dragon Gang?" ”

Jian Yi smiled lightly, her fingers slowly tightened on Hua Ting's left shoulder, "Disperse." ”

"Scattered?" The children of the Dragon Gang were obviously incredulous.

Hua Ting's eyes were smiling, and her eyebrows and eyes were cute, "Chen Shu, you have to go to Hong Kong, I will really go to Hong Kong to play with you in the future." She knew how much her words had affected the person on the bed, and whether he wanted to go or not, only between one of her eyebrows.

After a long time, Chen Shu thought about it for a long time before he realized that when you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is not to forget. When you start to want to remember, you can really feel what it means to lose.

Hua Ting is the last bit of his involvement with the past, whether he is suspicious, sad or regretful, he always holds her firmly in his hands. For the first time, he felt that he couldn't hold it anymore.

"You want me to go?" His voice was so soft, but it seemed to be more than a thousand pounds, so heavy that the smiling face that she had managed to maintain almost collapsed in the next second.

"Of course." The corners of her mouth curled up very slowly.

She smiled so truly, but gradually locked her eyebrows, pursed her sour lips, and her nose was slightly red.

"If you want me to go, I'll go." Chen Shu's voice was low and deep, as if it was a little self-deprecating.

"Gang leader, wouldn't our Dragon Gang ......?"

"As for the ...... of the Dragon Gang," Chen Shu's tone was soft, and he raised his head to look into her eyes, although his thin lips did not return to ruddy, the words he spat out were firm and clear, "Contact Director Qian, seize the two arsenals in Baoshan Xiyuan on the outskirts of the city, or, as long as you want, you can take the Dragon Gang away at any time," he said, and then shifted his gaze to the two Dragon Gang disciples, and his tone was quite sad and helpless to explain what was behind him, "The remaining money of the gang is enough to be distributed to every brother......

"Helper, you mean to ......"

"Let's disperse." (To be continued.) )