Chapter 31 - : Her? Not her?

I can't remember how many jokes I have spoken. I am not a joke-teller, not to mention I came from a nightclub, most of the jokes I know are related to sex. Some are obscurity, some are vulgar.

I speak the jokes one by one, she just listens attentively. She occasionally smiles, but laughing not too much, as if she has heard every joke and also amused by me. But with such a few indifferent look, how to say, she is still very restrained and rational.

After speaking for a quite long time, I am a little tired, and I didn't sleep after have suffed serious injuries. The two of us are a little closer again. She sighs suddenly and whispers: "Thank you. I haven't laughed with so ease for a long time."

"Eh?" I don't get her point.

She smiles indifferently: "You won't understand. No one around me has ever told me jokes like these to make me happy."

"Why?" I can't understand. She is such a beautiful girl, there must be a lot of men competing to pursue her, curry favors with her and try to make her happy.

She shakes her head: "You don't understand, when people around me talk to me, they are very… afraid of me, never dare to say such things." She bursts out laughing, "I've seen all these pornographic jokes, but no one ever dares to tell them in front of me."

Afraid of her?

I am shocked, and suddenly remember a fact.

Her identity! Her family is from Las Vegas, the gambling city of US. A family running a gambling business must have countless connections with the underworld. She looks like a cold, serious and proud woman in normal times. I'm afraid no one ever dares to be so "wild" in front of her.

Thinking of this, I notice that her eyes have softened a little. She's suddenly smiling and whispering: "Chen Yang, you're a lovely guy… Besides, these jokes are really interesting. "

After a pause, her eyes shows some hesitation. But then, as if has determined, she says to me: "Chen Yang, you…"

"What?"

"You'd better not to work with Juan in future." She sighs," You do not suit our circle."

My face changes slightly, and my tone cools down: "I'm Juan's man. I'll do whatever he asks me to do!"

Her eyes stay on my face for a moment, there are something complicated. She turns her head and whispers: "You're a smart man. I can see that. Juan Yeh should also value you very much. But… I see it much more clearly that you are not a cold-hearted person, and there are some good things in your eyes. There are many things you have not understood yet. Our circle is that of people eat you or you eat people's game. You are clever, but people like you will be feeling suffer sooner or later."

"You say I am a soft-hearted person?" I can't help laughing.

She smiles and does not argue with me, but the way she's looking at me makes me feel uncomfortable. It feels with a slightly strange smell.

At last, my spirit is getting weak. At first, my eyelids are fighting, and I could barely support them. Later, I feel my eyelids heavy and closing slowly. Then, I fall asleep.

I feel as if I have had a dream. In my dream, Vivi Young and I are leaning together. Both of us are shivering with cold. Suddenly, I feel that the sky is spinning. She disappears. I want to shout but can't make a sound. The man in front of me becomes the guy who was sneaking us on the hillside that night. I break an arm and am not able to defend him. Finally, I just watch him takes out a gun and pointing at my temple and smiling grimly. His laughter is harsh at first, but then suddenly the laughter turns into Vivi Young's voice. It seems to be the same as I was telling the jokes to her.

Finally, I wake up.

Open my eyes, my first feeling is dizziness. The head is heavy as if it has been filled with lead. It feels that everything beneath the skull has coagulated into a mass. My eyes are painful and shaken by a strong light, and when I finally get used to it, I find someone with a medical flashlight is shining on my eyes.

There is a face with a mask in front of me, seems like a doctor.

In a faint, I hear a voice in loud: "He has waken up! OK, OK, the eyeball is turning, that's waking up."

Then the flashlight moves away and the hand pulls away from my eyelids.

I groan: "Uh…"

My mind is still not awake, I see a man standing in front of me, looks a little like Juan, but can't see clearly.

"Little 5, how are you? Can you speak?"

I try to open my lips and spit out two words from my mouth: "I… Thirsty… "

Then I close my eyes and falling into deep sleep again.

By the time I wake up again, the pain in my head has almost gone, at least my mind and sense are basically back under my control.

I'm lying in a bed, the room looks like a ward. My head is still dizzy, but has been much better. I try to twist my neck gently. Feeling OK with nothing serious, just feeling a little tightness in the chest. If I make a bigger movement, I just feel slightly nauseous.

I raise my hand slightly, and the left arm is heavily plastered, with a drip of infusion on the back of my right hand.

I feel at ease, at least I'm sure that we are rescued.

I swallow the saliva, and then I feel my throat is very dry, as if a fire burning there. My lips are dry too, and I can't help groaning.

The voice I have made immediately alerts the people nearby.

"Are you awake?" I turn my eyes to the right of the bedside and see a slim woman sitting at my bedside, watching me wake up, her face is full of joy. Her dress is a professional nurse's costume, but the color is not white, but blue.

I open my lips, and she's bending down and approaching me immediately: "What did you say? How are you feeling now?"

"I'm thirsty." I take a breath and squeeze a smile on my face, "I want to drink water."

She immediately turns around and brings me a bottle of water, but does not feed me to drink. She just takes a cotton swab, carefully dips in the water, evenly smeares on my lips. At the same time with the soft and pleasant voice, she says: "You can't drink now, just take a break first."

I feel a wet taste on my lips, and I suck it hard, but it isn't enough to quench my thirst. The more I suck my lips, the more I feel thirsty. I can not help whispering: "I want to drink water."

"Not at the moment." The nurse's reply is gentle and determines, "I'll call the doctor."

Not for a long time, she comes back with a doctor, and Jim is with them too.

The doctor picks up the flashlight and walks up to me. He opens my eyelids and checks my eyes. He asks me how I am feeling. I tell him that I am thirsty and want to drink water, and I'm feeling dizzy and disgust.

"He's OK now." Doctor nods and looks back at Jim, "He's feeling a little dizzy, nausea and vomiting. It's all caused by minor brain oscillations after the impact. Just need to take a break. As for his injuries, it's nothing serious, but to cultivate for sometime."

I struggle, and with the hoarse voice to ask, "I want to drink water."

The doctor looks at me and says to nurse: "Let him drink a little glucose water, but don't drink too much." Then he walks out of the ward.

Nurse goes out to help me prepare glucose, leaving me and Jim in the room. He comes to me, sits down and says: "5, how are you feeling?"

"OK." I smile reluctantly, "I'm all right."

"Well!" Jim nods, and his face is calm, "Our people and Young's guys found you together. Now, tell me what was going on carefully. Don't miss any detail."

I sigh, try my best to remember and repeat the situation last night to him slowly. He does not interrupt, just listening quietly. His face grows somber. I can not help whispering: "Jim, I think this is a little strange."

"Um…" He nods, "What's your feeling?"

"I don't know. I can't remember. I am having a terrible headache." I smile bitterly, "But these men obviously followed us there and then sneak attacked us. Besides, one of them is good at fighting. He is at least as good as me. I don't think these people are likely from United States." Then I carefully describe the looks and costumes of the men who attacked us as much as I could. When I'm talking about the guy who fought me for several rounds, I particularly explained that the guy seems to be good at capturing.

In the eyes of Jim, there is a glimpse of a shining light. Then he looks at me: "5, you just take care of yourself. Juan lets me tell you that he will deal with this matter."

He has already stood up and about to leave, then suddenly turns around, looks at me, and in a strange tone he says: "Juan feels strange that how could you be with Vivi Young at night?"

"Coincidence." I whisper, "I met her when I came out."

Jim looks at me and says: "Well, anyway, it was lucky to have you to save her life. I will find out about this matter. You just rest at ease, and if you need anything, tell the nurse, I have paid a high price to let her take good care of you."

After that, he seems ready to go. I can't help calling: "Jim…"

"What?"

"I…" I think a while and say with great care, "I heard Miss Young said that she suspects our inner people… She said that in the organization behind Juan, it seems that some people are against this business."

"You don't have to think about it." Jim stops me, "These are not the questions you should consider now."

Leaving a "Good rest", Jim looks a little pale and hurries away.

In fact, I have a question in my mind that I want to ask him about Vivi Young. How is she now? Is She badly hurt or something? But I still do not ask finally.

Not long after, I hear the door of the ward is made a sound and a woman pushes it in. I think it is the nurse coming in, but when I look at her carefully, I find it is Vivi Young!

Her face is covered with adhesive tapes, and she wears a long windy dress.

"Jim left." She comes into the room and looks at me and smiles, "I watch his car leave before I come in."

I have some doubts.

"Chen Yang, I come to say goodbye to you." She looks at me with a faint smile on her face, "I will go back to the United States tomorrow."

I frown: "You… Why avoid Jim? Besides, you will leave tomorrow? That soon?"

She seems to be smiling, her tone is with a calm and indifferent smell: "Things here have been over! Our business has been temporarily suspended by my family. When they knew that I was almost assassinated, my family was very angry and put a lot of pressure on Juan Yeh. Considering the instability in the organization behind Juan, my family decides to freeze our cooperation plan for the time being… Your organization is unstable now. Under such circumstances, my family suspects that our interests can hardly be guaranteed in this cooperation."

She seems to finish the words in a cool tone, and then her bright eyes are looking at me with a slight smile.

Suddenly I feel uncomfortable, looking at her smiling in front of me, an idea is flashing through my mind. I'm blurting out: "Isn't it exactly what you want?"

She does not speak, staring into my eyes for a moment, then slowly walking up to me, saying with smile: "You are tired. These are not the things you should worry about. Chen Yang, you shouldn't be in this circle. Remember what I said? You are actually very kind, and in this circle, your heart will become your mortal wound at any time."

Then she suddenly smiles softly: "I'm leaving. I'm afraid we won't meet again."

After that, before I can react, she bends down suddenly, kisses me gently on the cheek, and then leaves lightly.

I am completely stunned. My mind is at a loss. I still have her lip gloss on my cheek, and the faint fragrance seems to be still reverberating

I can only hear my heartbeating at the moment.

Yes, this kiss has shocked me, but what I'm more shocked is her words.

She's leaving? She's leaving! She's back to her family!

The cooperation has been suspended.

Is this result just matching her will?

Even since we were attacked, she has been always calm, occasionally with a trace of panic on her face. But her eyes were still faint and cold, always like a cold moon…. Was it because of her brilliant braveness or just because she was controlling everything?

Such a women…

When the nurse walks into the ward, I suddenly struggle to try to sit up, grit my teeth and say: "Give the mobile phone, quick!"

"You can't move yet!" She comes to stop me from getting up. I push her hand aside and cry out, "I said give me the phone! Be quick!"

Her face is a little helpless and unhappy, but her good professional quality still keeps her in control. She turns around, takes out a mobile phone from her pocket and hands it to me:L "This is my phone. You can use it at the moment. But you can't get up! This is doctor's order. Your ankle hurts and you can't walk!"

I nod and say: "Thank you!" But when I have dialed a few numbers, my movement suddenly stops.

Do I really have to call Juan?

What do I say? I suspect that this assassination was deliberately planed by Vivi Young and others, in order to break the cooperation?

Do I have any proof?

Involuntarily, my mind remembers her smiling face, as well as in my ear whispers gently, and the face was showing a sincere smile of joyness while she was listening my jokes…

Her?

Not her?

I hold the phone for at least a minute, but I still don't decide whether to call or not.

Suddenly a towel is handed over. She wipes my cheek with a strange tone.

"There's a lip print on your face…"