It did rain in Paris that night, and the sound of rain sounded in the dripping sound.

Jiang Yun's residence was opposite, but under the gaze of Wutong who personally sent him out, he took the umbrella she gave him and walked downstairs slowly. It was an ordinary apartment without an elevator, and he quickly walked out on the fourth floor.

Holding an umbrella and stepping into the rain, in this misty night, Jiang Yunqi's long back cut an obvious dividing line, as if he shouldn't have returned disappointed like this.

There is an element of anger when a person comes out, but at this time, Jiang Yun's heart is very chaotic, and he can't think about how to appear in front of Wu Tong again, he has no justifiable reason and qualifications.

The sound of the rain became louder and louder, Jiang Yun's steps tightened, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw several tall men of other complexions walking in front of him.

He had lived abroad for many years, and he had seen a lot of men who looked bad to mess with. thought it was a passing fate, but the other party stopped him and acted offensively.

"Brother, it's raining, borrow some money."

not only has a harsh accent that Jiang Yun feels, but the tone is also quite impolite. It was raining, but he could still see the low smile on the other person's face, as if he was looking at a monkey.

He knew what that meant by laughing.

Everyone has a rating of skin color in their hearts, and they don't recognize it in their mouths, but they think so in their hearts.

He took half a step back, not wanting to be tainted by them, and his voice was arrogant and detached: "I didn't bring my wallet." ”

He really didn't have a wallet with him.

After getting the news of Wutong in China, he flew directly here, and there was no time to exchange money. The change that Chu Yu prepared for him when he came, he spent it all in the past two days.

The suits and watches on Jiang Yun's body are worth a lot of money, and these people are quite knowledgeable. Men who spend so much money, usually they don't take offense easily. But he was a foreigner, and they didn't care about his status, so they habitually just opened his coat and began to rob him savagely.

Jiang Yun had a habit of cleanliness, raised his leg and kicked the man in front of him a few steps.

His resistance annoyed the barbarians, especially the one who was kicked, pulling out the dagger from his trouser pocket and cursing Jiang Yun's ignorance with his mouth raised.

As they got closer and closer, Jiang Yun sensed the danger, but instead of being timid, he clenched his fists and made a professional fighting defensive posture.

"Don't get killed, take his phone and watch." One of the foreigners commanded, followed by the others.

The silver light of the dagger pierced the dim night, Jiang Yun dodged it sensitively, and pressed the man's hand with his backhand, which was a confrontation of adult male strength, comparable to that.

Just when the two were stuck, someone sneaked up behind Jiang Yun, and someone kicked him in the crook of the leg, and he reflexively knelt on one knee.

Hands slipped from the gangster's arms, and daggers slashed dangerously in front of him, cutting through his black shirt and leaving a bloody streak on his wheat-colored chest.

Jiang Yun didn't feel the pain, his consciousness was divergent at this time.

When he had a car accident, Wutong never gave up on him. If something happens to her again, will she still pity him and stay by his side?

Such doubts made Jiang Yun distracted, and his actions of defense and resistance were dulled.

Looking up again, he was confronted with a cold light.

Originally, he could have dodged, as long as he raised his hand to balance the opponent's arm, and then used his legs to attack the opponent's lower plate, he would knock down the gangster who obviously had no combat experience.

But he didn't, he chose to use his body to meet it, facing the dagger in the opponent's hand.

The sound of the rain was too noisy, the dull sound of the tip of the knife piercing into the lower abdomen was not obvious, Jiang Yun's pain was all hindsight, and his thin lips were drawn into a cold arc, and he laughed in the night.

The stabbing person forgot to draw the knife, quickly snatched Jiang Yun's mobile phone watch, beckoned his follower, and fled the scene quickly.

When they left, they were still talking: "What a bad luck, I met a psychopath!" ”

Seeing that the dagger not only did not hide, he caught up. Being stabbed without shouting in pain, and even laughing, what a strange foreigner.

……

Jiang Yun didn't draw a knife, straightened his suit jacket to cover the wound. Holding the knife edge that was gushing blood, he frowned and endured the pain, picked up the black umbrella that Wu Tong had prepared for him, but it was the black umbrella that Wu Tong had prepared for him.

It was ten minutes away from Wutong's residence, and Jiang Yun finally walked to his forehead in a cold sweat before he knocked on the door on the fourth floor.

He really felt like he was going to die, and that feeling was stronger than when he was in a car accident.

Looking out from the cat's eye, Wu Tong, who just wanted to rest, arched a fire in his heart, wanting to scold and then drive Jiang Yun away. But at this time, he lowered his head, and his whole body was covered with traces of rain, which made her a little unbearable.

opened the door lock, and Wu Tong's tone was particularly bad: "Why are you back again?" ”

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Yun, whose consciousness was already a little blurred, raised his head with a breath and looked at her with wide eyes.

It didn't matter if he looked up, Wu Tong was startled by his pale and bloodless face.

Obviously it was fine when I just left.

Jiang Yun wanted to smile and say that it was okay, but he really couldn't hold on. As soon as her knees went weak, a man of 1.88 meters knelt straight on the ground in front of her, his knees slammed against the marble tiles, making a dull sound.

"Call the police! Don't touch the knife, don't touch the ......"

Jiang Yun's voice was already very weak, he wanted to play a bitter love scene with Wutong, but at this time, he had no energy at all, and he couldn't hang on in one breath.

A sudden panic appeared on Wu Tong's face, and before Jiang Yun could straighten out his words, he was caught by a large amount of blood falling on the ground, and his eyeballs trembled.

The blood was mixed with rain, but the color was very rich.

Gasping for air, Wutong's wheezing revealed her helpless reaction. Squatting down, she didn't know where Jiang Yun was injured.

Until the dagger on Jiang Yun's lower abdomen crashed into her sight, she collapsed to the ground with a scream, her mind blank.

Jiang Yun...... Cuts......

didn't have time to ask about the cause and effect, accompanied by the chaotic and violent heartbeat, Wutong, who was weak-legged, used his hands and feet together, crawled to the entrance in embarrassment, and picked up his mobile phone.

This is the first time she's called the police abroad, and she just hopes they can come soon.

The police were called, an ambulance was called, and the remaining sanity of Wutong had been invaded by fear.

This kind of fear is not the same as back then, when he was young, although he was worried about Jiang Yun's life, but a large part of it was a sense of guilt. At this time, her worry was only that something would happen to him, and that he would die in a foreign country like this.

……

"Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun!"

Wu Tong knelt on the ground, holding Jiang Yun's neck with one hand, and wiping the blood from his mouth with the other.

Her heart was like twisting a complicated knot, the more she wanted to break free, the more she was in pain, and finally her endured emotions collapsed, and she cried out with mixed feelings: "Jiang Yun, you don't want to die!" You hold on, the doctor will come soon......"

Wutong's hands were full of blood gushing out of Jiang Yun's wounds, and she held the towel tightly, the sticky feeling was too real, making her afraid.

She didn't know where he had been injured, how far had it been, how painful the wound had been. She just wanted him to live and continue to talk to her, even if she didn't like to hear it.

"Shh......h

Jiang Yun was so weak that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, closed his eyes, and struggled to hold Wutong's blood-covered hand.

His voice was soft: "In May, the green roses should be blooming......"

Wu Tong stopped crying, looking slightly stunned, thinking of the rose field he had planted for her in the capital.

He said at the time that roses don't lie, and if the flowers bloom beautifully, it means that he really loves her.

But she hasn't been back for a long time, and she doesn't know if the flowers are blooming or not.

(End of chapter)