Chapter 2034 - 2036: Jiang Nuan vs Fu Yi 37
Chapter 2034: Chapter 2036: Jiang Nuan vs Fu Yi 37
The wind rushed into her mind, and Jiang Nuan’s ears buzzed incessantly.
She asked clearly about the location of the landslide and ran towards it, disregarding everything.
The edges of her shoes rubbed her heels to a faint pain, yet it was nothing compared to the ache in her heart.
Even though the wind howled past, her mind was blank.
She thought of nothing, dared to think of nothing.
Fu Yi.
She had heard of his name long ago. She used to dislike him because he was like the kid next door—excellent, perfect, without flaws, making her feel worthless by comparison.
Later... her cousin asked him to tutor her, and he became her ’chemistry teacher’ during her senior year. Subsequently, she shamelessly clung to him, striving to get into the university he attended and even insisting on moving into his apartment...
Jiang Nuan’s tears streamed down, rolling down her cheeks, making both sides of her face ache from the wind.
Her vision blurred to the point she couldn’t see clearly, lacking even the strength to wipe her tears. She ran recklessly, her left leg over her right.
She didn’t care who she brushed past.
They hadn’t divorced yet...
How could he die...
Suddenly.
A strong force grasped her arm.
"Jiang Nuan!"
The urgent voice penetrated her ears and entered her brain.
She shuddered.
Stopping in confusion, she turned around, meeting a pair of burning, deep eyes.
"Director Fu, quickly lie down."
The other medical staff were frightened, some persuading, others pulling.
Yi Hengjian’s expression was also grim, pressing his shoulder, "Fu Yi, what are you doing, risking your life!"
Fu Yi only stared at the bewildered little woman, his Adam’s apple moving, disregarding his full-body injuries and pulling her into his embrace.
"Yes, I don’t want it."
Yes, he didn’t care about his life anymore!
Her little face was deathly pale, tear stains lingering on her cheeks, her eyes red as she looked at him with a mix of surprise and fear, as if her heart and internal organs along with her intestines were thrown into a washing machine, almost breaking his heart.
It wasn’t until he pulled the person he cared about into his arms that his chest was filled with a sense of solidity.
Fu Yi hugged the back of her head with one hand, pressing her against his chest, like soothing a child, softly murmuring, "Alright, it’s okay, Nuannuan, it was all my fault, it’s okay, I’m fine, don’t be afraid."
Jiang Nuan’s body stiffened, taking a full ten seconds to recover, abruptly breaking free from his embrace, seeing him sitting on a stretcher covered in blood, her lips uncontrollably trembling.
"Fu Yi?"
Not calling him Director Fu at this moment? Fu Yi wanted to smile, first stifling a cough, spitting a mouthful of blood, nodding with a smile, "It’s me. Did you hear something from someone? Don’t worry, I’m fine, no rush..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Nuan suddenly stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around his neck, and pressed her red lips to his.
There was a taste of iron.
It was blood.
His lips had no warmth at all, too cold, cold enough to scare her.
"I’m sorry." Jiang Nuan’s face was very pale, she awkwardly apologized, her long bangs covering her eyes, making it hard to see her emotions.
Fu Yi didn’t expect her to rush into his arms and make such a bold move, he was stunned for a moment until her lips left, then regretfully pursed his lips, regretting his slow reaction, not holding her tighter to deepen the kiss.
He endured the pain, grabbing the little woman’s wrist, pulling her in front of him, "You apologize for one kiss, I should apologize to you every day."
In his heart, he kissed her a million times, isn’t that worth an apology?