Chapter 105: How Many Ifs Are There in the World
Jiang Xue tightly embraced Zhang Qiu, burying her head in his arm. Zhang Qiu felt as if everything was a dream. After coming out of the bathroom, he had given Jiang Xue his white shirt and jeans; the clothes he had taken off were covered in dust and blood and could no longer be worn.
Zhang Qiu looked with interest at Jiang Xue, who was wearing his clothes. The cuffs of the jeans hung loosely, and the shirt appeared oversized, revealing glimpses of her smooth skin through the gaps between the buttons. Zhang Qiu swallowed hard, recalling the scene in the bathroom moments ago.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Xue noticed Zhang Qiu's gaze on her. The girl had a natural sensitivity; she certainly knew what Zhang Qiu was looking at and deliberately tugged down on the shirt, closing the gap between the buttons.
Zhang Qiu smiled and replied, "Looking at you; you look really good."
Jiang Xue walked to the bed and sat down next to Zhang Qiu, gently leaning her head on his shoulder. She softly said, "Do you know why I hurried to give myself to you? I'm afraid I might never have another chance." Tears began to well up in her eyes.
Zhang Qiu raised his hand gently to lift Jiang Xue's chin, looking into her eyes seriously as he said, "Xue'er, be my girlfriend."
"Is it because of what happened between us that you're saying this?" Jiang Xue blinked at Zhang Qiu.
Zhang Qiu shook his head. "People often remain oblivious to what they have until they lose it. Only then do they wake up suddenly. Today I realized that deep down, I have always liked you. In the past, I mistook this feeling for friendship, which is why we were so close. Now I truly understand what it is—it's real love. I love you, Xue'er."
Jiang Xue's brows relaxed as she smiled happily, revealing two adorable dimples at the corners of her mouth. Zhang Qiu held Jiang Xue tightly, and she clung to him just as tightly, fearing that if she let go, she would lose him.
"The girl you asked about is named Wang Jinghan; she works at the county hospital..." Zhang Qiu shared everything about his relationship with Wang Jinghan with Jiang Xue without holding anything back. It is generally a taboo for a boyfriend to talk about another woman with his girlfriend, but Zhang Qiu chose to do so because he didn't want Jiang Xue to harbor any doubts; true love can be honest.
After listening, Jiang Xue fell silent for a long time. Zhang Qiu quietly watched her long eyelashes fluttering like stars in the night sky as she blinked.
Jiang Xue smiled and said, "Hearing you say that, I also think she is a nice girl. If, if I were to go in, you should pursue her with all your effort. I support you..."
"Silly girl, stop joking. Right now, my heart is filled only with you," Zhang Qiu interrupted Jiang Xue.
Jiang Xue felt a surge of happiness inside; this was something she had waited for a long time. Her father passed away early, and her mother remarried, leaving her to stay with her uncle's family, like a drifting reed in the storm. Only Zhang Qiu made her feel the warmth of family, a feeling that no words could ever fully describe.
Thinking about having killed someone made Jiang Xue feel a sense of loss; she had just found happiness but could lose it at any moment. However, Jiang Xue had no regrets. If given another chance to choose, she would still stab Liu Xiaofei without hesitation. She was willing to sacrifice for the one she loved.
Seeing Jiang Xue frowning as if deep in thought, Zhang Qiu guessed part of what was on her mind. Not just Jiang Xue, he too had been thinking about the stabbing. Wanting to divert Jiang Xue's anxiety, he asked, "Do you promise me what I just said?"
Jiang Xue looked at Zhang Qiu and nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with hope. Zhang Qiu felt somewhat comforted, but just seconds later, Jiang Xue sighed weakly and said, "What if I have to stay in prison forever? Or face the death penalty?"
It felt like a knife stabbing into Zhang Qiu's chest; his heart ached as he took Jiang Xue's hand and gently stroked it. After a long moment, he looked deeply into Jiang Xue's eyes and said, "No matter what happens, I have decided that my life is yours. It will always be you. No matter what you become, I will wait for you."
Qiu Wan leaned in and kissed Jiang Xue's soft lips, which she eagerly met. Soon, Zhang Qiu's white shirt was tossed aside by him. Having had their first experience in the bathroom before, this time they were much more at ease.
Afterward, Zhang Qiu lay on the bed and took out his phone to call Yang Yu. On the other end of the line, Yang Yu's rough voice came through immediately: "Brother Qiu, where are you now?"
"I'm at home. What about you guys?"
"We're all fine; those who needed to go to the hospital went, and those who could go home have returned. But... sigh!" Yang Yu sighed before continuing, "The brothers are all injured; they're covered in bruises."
Although Zhang Qiu had anticipated this outcome, hearing it directly from Yang Yu still made him gasp in shock. It was terrible—too terrible; Beiluan High School had probably never experienced such a large-scale brawl before.
"Brother Qiu, where is the girl you saved?" Yang Yu asked again.
Zhang Qiu looked at Jiang Xue, who was nestled in his arms, and softly said, "At my home." Jiang Xue, whether due to fatigue or fear, quietly fell asleep in Zhang Qiu's embrace.
"Brother Qiu, everything is fine with us, but her situation is troublesome. Stabbing someone is no small matter. And..." Yang Yu's voice hesitated.
"And we don't even know if the other party is alive or dead, right?" Zhang Qiu completed Yang Yu's thought.
"Exactly," Yang Yu replied. Fighting was a common occurrence for students in vocational schools; he had participated in many large brawls and had even injured someone who ended up in the hospital. But directly stabbing someone, and not just once, was something he had never encountered before. It was surprising that such a fierce person turned out to be a girl who looked so fragile.
"Let's send someone to check on Liu Xiaofei's condition. Also, let's gather some money to visit the hospitalized brothers," Zhang Qiu said, his brow furrowed. This incident had spiraled out of control.
After finishing his conversation with Yang Yu, Zhang Qiu took another look at the girl in his arms. Sleeping Jiang Xue was so peaceful, like an extremely relaxed kitten. At this moment, she could lazily lie in his embrace, but what awaited her in the near future?
Every time he thought about this, Zhang Qiu felt a pang of sadness. It was all because of him that Jiang Xue ended up in this situation. If only he hadn't promised to take her to the ancient city back then, none of this would have happened. Jiang Xue could still go to school as usual, finish classes, and live an ordinary life. But in this world, how many "ifs" are there?
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