Chapter nine 2
In a split second, I heard a familiar voice. I didn't know where the power came from, but I suddenly opened my eyes. It was Tsurugahara! He stood in front of me without hesitation. He blocked the blade that was rushing towards me with his hand, and blood was slowly flowing down between his fingers.
At this moment, I saw that the knife that was supposed to stab me now scratched Tsurugahara's hand. The blood that was supposed to be shed by me now dripped down through Tsurugahara's fingers. The pain that was supposed to be borne by me was given to Tsurugahara.
"He Yuan..." I started to say, but I couldn't say a single word except his name. The bright red blood seemed to drip into my heart, making it ache.
"How are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Tsurugahara looked me up and down nervously, ignoring the wound on his hand. I wanted to tell him that I was fine and to reassure him, but my throat seemed to be stuck and I couldn't speak, so I could only shake my head desperately.
"I'm glad you're okay."
"I'm glad you're okay."
This unanimous voice is...
I looked up and saw Ruiqing's sad face behind Tsurugahara, who looked concerned. Was he also rushing to save me? I suddenly remembered the words "be careful" just now. Was that familiar voice his?
"He Yuan, I..." Xin Xin looked at Dun He Yuan's bleeding hand and explained hurriedly, but she couldn't speak.
"You were the one who took those photos last time, weren't you?" Ruiqing stood in front of me and Dunheyuan without knowing when, staring at Xin Xin, and asked in a cold tone, "And you should have told Dunheyuan about Ruya's part-time job, right?"
What? Did Xin Xin tell Tsurugahara that I was working part-time?
I looked at Xin Xin in disbelief. She was obviously the kind of person that many people liked, so why did she do so many things behind my back? At this moment, I finally understood what Yin Susu said to Zhang Wuji in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber: "The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."
"So what if it's me?" After hearing Ruiqing reveal the truth, Xin Xin's face showed a desperate expression. She raised her head and pointed at me and said, "Why can Ge Ruya be liked by He Yuan? She is not as pretty as me, not as smart as me, and not as charming as me. Why does He Yuan like her? I just want everyone to know that Ge Ruya is an idiot and a person who is not worthy of love. I just want to make her image in He Yuan's mind worse."
"Xin Xin..." Tsuruga was about to say something, but he touched his injured hand and let out a groan.
I looked down at Tsurugahara's bleeding hand, and a surge of anger suddenly surged in my heart. I rushed forward, raised my hand and slapped Xin Xin in the face without thinking. The crisp sound of the slap made everyone present look at me in shock. Xin Xin covered her face and stared at me in disbelief, but I still stared at her with anger.
"You, you dare to hit me? He Yuan..." Xin Xin had tears in her beautiful eyes and looked at Dun He Yuan pitifully.
"So what if I hit you? I'm telling you, Xin Xin, I don't care what you did to me. You slandered me again and again at school, teased me at the party, posted those photos, and even made Tsurugahara misunderstand me. It doesn't matter. I won't pursue it. But I will never allow you to hurt the person I like, not even a little bit!"
If I hadn't seen Tsurugahara injured, I don't think I would have known that I had such a powerful side. Maybe it wasn't just me, but other people who knew me at the scene also found it hard to believe.
"Haha!" Tsurugahara beside me suddenly laughed, his eyes curved like a rising crescent moon. He looked at me, pursed his lips slightly, his eyes full of care and love.
He walked over to me, used his other uninjured hand to brush the messy hair on my cheek over my ear, looked at me tenderly and said, "It's nice to hear you say that. I feel the same way. I will never allow you to get hurt, even the slightest bit."
I know that he only has eyes for me now, and I am really happy to have found such a perfect prince.
"You look so pretty when you smile." I said this sentence for some unknown reason. As soon as I said it, I felt something was wrong. How could I be so infatuated with someone when the situation was tense? I thought I was hopeless.
In the sunlight, he seemed to be coated with a layer of gold, dazzling like a god from ancient Greek mythology. I couldn't help but be intoxicated by his eyes, feeling like a mortal woman in the myth who was deeply in love with the god.
"He Yuan!" Xin Xin's crying voice brought me back to reality. She stretched out her hand to grab He Yuan's arm, but he dodged it without leaving a trace.
Tsurugahara glanced at me, then turned around and looked at Xin Xin solemnly and said, "Xin Xin, I don't want to hurt others, so I haven't said anything to hurt you, but I already have a girlfriend, and I like her, very much. I just said that I won't let her get hurt in the slightest, do you understand?"
"Why? How am I inferior to her?"
"Because I like her."
Yes, there is really no reason to like someone, and I can’t explain why. Maybe this is what Xiaoyi said, some people are destined.
"Like her?" Xin Xin whispered softly, tears flowing from her beautiful eyes. What happened next was beyond the expectations of everyone present - she took a step forward and hugged Tsurugahara tightly from behind.
"He Yuan, I know it's all my fault. I promise you, I will change in the future. Please don't torture me in this way anymore, okay?" Xin Xin spoke louder and louder. Her body slowly slid down, and finally she knelt behind Dun He Yuan.
Tsurugahara didn't look back, but just said softly: "You will find someone who loves you, and you will be very happy in the future."
Watching Xin Xin's back as she walked away in tears, I don't know why, I couldn't feel happy. She hurt Tsurugahara and me, I should hate her very much, but the moment her tears fell, I couldn't hate her anymore. Everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness, to find the only soul mate in the vast sea of people, if I find it, I'm lucky, if I don't, I'm dead, then am I too lucky?
"He Yuan..." I called his name with sobs.
"I want to hear you call me dear." He looked at me with a smile, and I finally understood what was different about his smile now. There was a deep doting in that smile.
"My dear," I stammered, watching the smile in his eyes spread out like ripples in a pool of spring water.
He reached out his hand and wanted to rub my head like he usually did, and I just waited for him blankly.
"hiss……"
A low groan brought me back to my senses. Looking at Tsurugahara's handsome brows frowning, I remembered the injury on his hand that he had just suffered while saving me.
"Let me take you to the hospital." Looking at Tsurugahara's injured hand, I said anxiously.
"Yeah." He nodded gently.
Just as I was pulling Tsurugahara and about to walk out of the crowd, a voice called out to me.
"Ryuya." Ruiqing, who had been silent all the time, called me softly. He had been standing quietly behind Tsurugahara, neither speaking nor moving, standing there like a sculpture, so much so that I had forgotten his existence. It was rare to see Ruiqing so quiet.
"Congratulations, congratulations on finally finding your perfect honey." His tone was calm and composed, but for some reason, I could hear a deep sadness in his calm tone.
"Thank you." The scene that day when Ruiqing said "Let's depend on each other from now on" emerged in my mind, and I couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
Later I realized that in the world of love, someone is bound to get hurt, such as Ruiqing, such as Xinxin, he loves her, she loves him, he loves her. Fortunately, there is you, when I like you, you also like me.
I hate hospitals. This whiteness makes me feel uncomfortable. I remember when I was a kid, I was sent here every time I was sick. I would look at this whiteness for the whole day. At that time, my parents were very busy, so I was lying alone on the hospital bed. It felt like I was in another world. When I grew up, I realized that feeling was called loneliness, the feeling of being alone. But now, I no longer feel lonely when I look at the whiteness, because there is someone by my side.
"Does it still hurt?" I looked at Tsurugahara's hands that were wrapped like dumplings with heartache.
"You've asked that many times," he said with a smile.
Still smiling, doesn’t it hurt that you’re injured like this?
"That's a knife. Don't be so stupid next time." I really can't bear to see him get hurt again. That kind of heartbroken feeling is really uncomfortable. I would rather be the one who gets hurt.
