Jiang Jiusheng stopped all announcements and waited at home for the case to go to court.
After breakfast, Jiang Jiusheng left Jin Yu to drink tea. She had something to say and some concerns: "Jin Yu, that case,"
He replied quickly: "I will testify in court."
He knew exactly what was the key to this case.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't persuade him, but just told him: "My lawsuit is sure to win, don't worry about me." She only emphasized one point, "Just do what you want, it doesn't matter if you are willful."
She knew that a large part of the reason why Jin Yu would testify was because of her.
He nodded thoughtfully.
At this time, Wen Shuhua's phone call came, and the first thing he said was crying: "Jin Yu, talk to mom."
Jiang Jinyu knew what she was going to say: "There's nothing to talk about." He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling twice.
Wen Shuhua was crying on the phone.
"Jin Yu, mom, please, can we meet?"
He remained silent, frowning more and more tightly.
Wen Shuhua choked with sobs and asked him, "You really don't even want your mother?"
After all, she gave birth to him and treated him well.
After a long silence, Jiang Jinyu asked, "Where is it?"
He went out alone, without letting Jiang Jiusheng accompany him. Not long after he left, the more Jiang Jiusheng thought about it, the more worried he became: "Shi Jin, I'm worried."
The place Wen Shuhua booked was a dessert shop, because Jinyu was fond of sweets, he arrived at the shop 20 minutes later, Wen Shuhua had already ordered something, seeing him coming, his gloomy brows disappeared.
Probably running around for Wen Shihao every day, she seems to have aged a lot suddenly.
Jiang Jinyu sat opposite Wen Shuhua, and she pushed the untouched dessert in front of him: "I ordered your favorite dessert, you should try it first."
During the years when he was autistic, Wen Shuhua also treated him very well. He loved sweets, and she even bought two dessert shops in Yuncheng.
He picked up the spoon, but did not touch the dessert in front of him, and asked her, "What are you going to say?"
Wen Shuhua's eyes were always red, a little swollen because he had just cried, and looked at the boy in front of him: "Can you not testify against your sister? I beg you as a mother."
Jiang Jinyu didn't look her in the eyes: "She broke the law."
Wen Shuhua choked with sobs: "But she is your own sister, do you really have the heart to let her go to jail?" She stretched out her hand and carefully pulled his finger, tears streaming down, "Jiang Jiusheng and you are not related by blood, Jin Yu , in this world, you only have your mother and sister as your closest relatives."
He looked at the hand covering the back of his hand. When did he get so many wrinkles, he pulled it out halfway, but stopped, looked up at Wen Shuhua, who was streaming down his face, and said after a long time: "You can't bear Wen Shihao to go to jail, but you can bear to make me sick for eight years."
How old was he then.
Wen Shuhua covered his mouth and couldn't help crying: "It's my mother who is sorry for you, it's all because of my mother's fault, Jinyu, you can blame me and blame me, but your sister is innocent, and she is also a victim. For the sake of loving you for so many years—"
He interrupted: "That's not love, it's compensation."
If she really loved him, she wouldn't be willing to let him shut himself up for eight years.
Wen Shuhua couldn't give an explanation for this, but just cried and begged: "Jin Yu, mother, I beg you, just this once, let your sister go."
He withdrew the hand that was held by her: "Eight years ago, I was only eight years old, why didn't you let me go once." His eyes, which were always empty and peaceful, were still red, "I'm cured, have you A little happier? When you were busy sending me to an isolated island, when you were busy letting the psychiatrist guide me to autism for the second time, did you hesitate a little?"
Wen Shuhua had tears in his eyes, staring blankly at the boy opposite him.
For eight years, this was the first time she saw other emotions in his vicissitudes of eyes.
His eyes were red, without shedding a single tear, he looked at his mother stubbornly and unwillingly: "You are reluctant to part with Wen Shihao, because she is your flesh and blood, am I right? Can I treat her casually? I have been autistic all my life. Does it matter?" He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I am also your child, have you forgotten?"
Wen Shuhua was speechless, unable to explain a single sentence, sobbing and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He didn't want to see her cry.
He got up: "I won't come out to see you again until the case is judged."
He didn't take a bite of that dessert.
When turning around, Wen Shuhua grabbed his hand and cried, "Jin Yu, Jin Yu."
The boy with his head down still turned around and called out, "Mom,"
After hearing this, she cried even harder.
Her son has already grown so tall, she didn't know...
The boy lowered his head and could see the white hair in Wen Shuhua's hair. He called out again: "Mom." After a long pause, he asked, "Are you really my mother?"
Then, he withdrew his hand, turned and left.
Wen Shuhua stood up, chased him and shouted: "Jin Yu, Jin Yu!"
She still didn't chase it out.
Jiang Jinyu stood at the entrance of the dessert shop for a long time. The sun was still bright, and the sunlight blinded him so much that he couldn't open his eyes. He looked back, then left, and walked to the side of the road. He still took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Jiusheng's number.
She called out in a low voice, "Sister."
Jiang Jiusheng anxiously asked him, "Jinyu, did she make things difficult for you?"
"No."
After all, the blood of the Wen family still flows on his body, and Wen Shuhua is his biological mother, the one who gave birth to him and raised him. At the red light, he stopped on the side of the road, squatted down, his eyes were a little red: "Sister, is it really okay for me not to testify?"
He hesitated, and when he saw Wen Shuhua crying, he hesitated, maybe because he had been ill all the time, he couldn't remember many things clearly in the past eight years, but he remembered when Wen Shuhua treated him well.
She always buys him desserts, because he has to take a lot of bitter medicine, so he likes sweets.
Every year on his birthday, she would give him a computer because he likes it.
When Wen Shihao scolded him, she would help him scold him back, and even beat her.
No matter where she goes, she will drag him because he is a patient and will get lost.
Maybe it was a debt, so I tried my best to make it up, but after all, she did love him.
Jiang Jiusheng said, "Of course." She said, "Jin Yu, they are your close relatives."
Yes, it is a close relative.
He squatted on the side of the road, turned his head, and looked not far away, in front of the glass window of the dessert shop, her mother was sitting there, devastated.
After sitting for a long time, Wen Shuhua's cell phone rang.
"Ma'am." A man's voice said, "He's already here."
Wen Shuhua raised his head and looked out of the glass window almost immediately. The boy was standing at the intersection of traffic lights. He was a tall and thin boy with a straight back. He always lowered his head and always put his hands in front of him. He instinctively protected himself because he felt insecure.
The man asked, "Do you want to do it?"
Wen Shuhua shouted: "Wait!"
Then waited a long time.
Outside the glass window, the green light at the intersection was on, and the boy stepped forward and walked on the empty crosswalk.
Wen Shuhua choked with sobs and said, "Don't hurt him, don't hurt my child," she bit her lip, tears continued, "Just...just make him unable, unable to testify in court."
"knew."
The phone was hung up, Wen Shuhua looked out the window, covered his mouth, trembling all over.
On the road, a speeding car drove towards the boy.
She stood up awkwardly, crying and shouting: "Jin Yu!"
"Jin Yu!"
Jiang Jinyu raised his head and saw the car approaching quickly, he almost froze.
Shi Jin rushed over, the two of them fell together, the car almost passed by their feet, and the mobile phone in Jin Yu's hand was crushed to pieces.
He was dazed for a long time, then turned his head to look at the glass window of the dessert shop, and saw his mother standing there, looking at him, weeping.
Her legs gave way and she sat on the ground.
what did she do...
"Jin Yu."
"Jin Yu."
Shi Jin yelled twice before Jiang Jinyu turned around in a daze.
He asked him, "Is there anything wrong?"
He lowered his head and looked at the crushed mobile phone, distracted.
Shi Jin walked up to him: "Can you stand up?"
The boy came back to his senses, stood up staggeringly, glanced back at the person behind the glass window, then squatted down, covered his face, and cried.
After he became autistic, he never cried again.
Shi Jin squatted in front of him and said, "Don't cry, you can get back whatever she did to you." After speaking, he got up and walked towards the dessert shop, his whole body full of murderous intent.
Jiang Jinyu stood up suddenly and held him back: "Don't go."
He gritted his teeth, with tears on his face: "This is the last time, just treat her as my life." He turned his head, and saw the woman in the glass window sitting on the ground, crying bitterly. He turned his head, didn't look at her again, and said, "From now on, I won't have a mother."
After finishing speaking, he turned around without hesitation, and as soon as he lowered his head, tears fell down, and he couldn't help it no matter how hard he tried.
"Jin Yu!"
"Jin Yu..."
Wen Shuhua sat on the ground, looked at the boy who was walking farther and farther, and cried loudly: "I'm sorry, mom is sorry for you."
When the call came, the man said, "Ma'am, the mission failed."
Wen Shuhua threw away the phone, got up from the ground, cried as he walked, and only muttered two words: "Fortunately..."
It was almost noon when Shi Jin returned to the apartment.
Jiang Jiusheng waited at the door with her dog in her arms. She didn't see Jiang Jinyu. She frowned and asked Shi Jin, "Where's Jin Yu?" Shi Jin told her the specific situation on the phone.
Shi Jin entered the room: "He's fine, he's in the apartment next door." Jiang Jiusheng wanted to go over, but he held her back, "Let him stay alone for a while."
Only then did she see that there was blood on his shirt, and her expression immediately became tense: "It's bleeding." She turned to get the car keys, "Let's go to the hospital."
Shi Jin put one hand around her waist: "No, it's just that the original wound has opened a little."
Jiang Jiusheng was worried: "No, go to the hospital."
He hugged her tightly: "Shengsheng, I'm a doctor." He lowered his head and rubbed her face with his chin, "Hey, go get the medicine box."
After hesitating for a long time, she followed his advice and went to get the medicine box.
Shi Jin lifted up his shirt, the gauze on his waist was already stained red by the oozing blood, Jiang Jiusheng squatted in front of him, looked at his wound, and wanted to lean over to blow him.
Shi Jin was funny, at this height, he could just reach out and rub her head: "Shengsheng, help me."
Jiang Jiusheng looked up, at a loss: "I won't."
He pulled her to his side: "I'll teach you." He held her hand and put it on his waist, "Remove the gauze first."
She did so, her hands trembling a little.
The wound that had been scabbed open and bloody, she frowned in distress: "Then what?"
Shi Jin picked out the disinfectant, hemostatic medicine, and anti-inflammatory medicine, and put the tweezers in her hand, because she didn't know how to do it. He took her hand and dipped a cotton ball into the disinfectant: "Use this to wash the wound."
Jiang Jiusheng's movements were clumsy and he didn't dare to use much force.
"Use the red medicine first, and then the white medicine." Shi Jin was very patient, teaching her one by one, and if she couldn't do it, he would hold her hand and teach.
Finally, it was wrapped with gauze. When tearing off the tape, she took a little effort to pull it off. When her hand touched him, she immediately raised her head nervously: "Did I hurt you?"
Shi Jin shook her head: "No, it doesn't hurt." It was just a little itchy, itchy, and when her hands touched his skin, she felt a burning sensation, not pain, but desire.
He suddenly leaned over to kiss her lips.
Jiang Jiusheng leaned back, put his hand on his shoulder, frowned and said to him, "Don't move, what if you hurt the wound?"
He was unhappy when he didn't get a kiss: "I want to kiss you."
Her expression was stern and serious: "Bandage up first, and I'll let you kiss later."
Shi Jin gave a low laugh, sat up obediently, watched her bend over and lower her head, tied the gauze for him, then sat close to him, and said, "Okay, you can kiss."
So cute.
Shi Jin supported her face with one hand, and leaned over to suck her lips. He was not in a hurry to conquer the city, he slowed down his movements, and bit her lips lightly.
He backed away a little: "It smells like lemon."
Well, she's wearing lemon-flavored lip balm.
He suddenly undid two buttons of his shirt, and then leaned in front of her: "Baby, give me a hickey."