The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 78

She had her head down, focused on treating his wounds.

His fingers trembled as soon as the iodine touched the wound.

Jiang Youxi thought it was pain and looked up nervously: “Does it hurt a lot?”

“No…” Looking at the little girl’s worried face, He Zhuo changed the subject, “It really hurts.”

Jiang Youxi narrowed her eyes: “Really?”

Would I joke about something like this?

The man’s expression was serious and earnest; he certainly didn’t seem to be lying.

And his wound was indeed quite large.

“Okay, then I’ll be gentle.” Jiang Youxi took his hand and gently blew on it.

A cool breeze brushed against my palm, like a kiss, and a ticklish sensation followed.

He Zhuo suddenly withdrew his hand.

Jiang Youxi froze, then looked up at him: “What? The medicine hasn’t been applied yet!”

“Jiang Youxi, did you do this on purpose?”

“Intentionally? What intentionally?”

“He deliberately blew air into my skin.”

“…”

After his reminder, I realized that my behavior just now was indeed too ambiguous.

However, if he hadn’t said it hurt, she wouldn’t have instinctively blew on it without thinking.

Jiang Youxi smiled: “Was that fun?”

The little girl had a bright smile, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth were faintly visible, like two bright stars.

He Zhuo stared blankly, “…Awesome.”

“You think it’s my fault for enjoying yourself?” Jiang Youxi snorted, pulled his hand back, and tapped his muscular forearm. “You hypocrite!”

He Zhuo smiled and asked, “Are you feeling better now?”

“What?”

“Feeling.”

Jiang Youxi paused, realizing that he was referring to the incident where You Huilin had angered her earlier.

“I won’t get angry over trivial people.” Jiang Youxi used a cotton swab dipped in medicine to gently clean his wound. “But you, are you angry?”

“I’m not angry, I’m actually very happy.”

“Why?”

“Because Xixi is there to support me.”

Jiang Youxi couldn’t help but smile: “So, do you think my argument just now was pretty bad?”

“Amazing.” He Zhuo bent down, flicked her nose with his finger, and smiled gently. “My Xixi is exceptionally, exceptionally amazing.”

Jiang Youxi twitched her nose, her smug little tail wagging: “That’s right, I’ve never lost an argument.”

“That’s right, he’s never lost an argument, and he’s never lost a fight either.” He Zhuo’s eyes were full of admiration.

“When did I get into a fight?”

“Didn’t you crack Fang Qi’s head open?”

“…”

It seems so. If it weren’t for the disparity in strength between men and women, Fang Qi wouldn’t be able to beat her at all.

“I was acting in self-defense.”

“I know, that’s why I’m praising you for being brave and smart.”

Jiang Youxi replied without hesitation, “Thank you for your compliment.”

Recalling You Huilin’s ferocious expression just now, Jiang Youxi asked worriedly, “Is You Huilin always like this at home?”

“No, she wouldn’t dare.”

You Huilin was exceptionally good at maintaining appearances, especially in front of He Mingli and He Jingyao. She was impeccable and considerate in every way, perfectly embodying the magnanimity and understanding of the matriarch of the He family.

“She dares to say these things to you when I’m not around.”

Jiang Youxi nodded: “Don’t worry, I’ve always believed in you and I will never be swayed by her.”

He twitched the corner of his mouth: “My mother is a very stubborn person. She is proud and cannot tolerate any flaws. Ever since she found out that He Jingyao had a family outside and that his child was older than me, she was indeed very angry and jealous of You Huilin.”

“She did everything she could to maintain the He family’s reputation and win back her husband’s heart. Her daily life revolved around getting rid of You Huilin and making He Jingyao willingly return to the family. She couldn’t think of anything else, including me.”

“From the time I can remember until I was six years old, all my memories are of her being depressed every day and taking medicine like it was food. Because of He Jingyao and You Huilin, she suffered from severe depression and cried every day. She went from being unwilling to go out and cause trouble to finally giving up completely and trying to take me with her to leave this world.”

“I escaped time and time again, desperately begging her to let me go. I didn’t want to die. Every time I cried and begged her, she would come to her senses and let me go.” He said with a self-deprecating smile, “But if I escaped this time, the next time she would be provoked by He Jingyao and the others, she would want to drag me down with her.”

“Before the accident, I always thought she really wanted me to die with her. It wasn’t until I left the He family with her and boarded that ship that I saw me in her eyes for the first time during the critical moment when the ship was overturned, caught fire and was in trouble.”

“Her eyes were beautiful, no longer lifeless, but dark and bright, filled with deep worry. She was worried about me, afraid that I would die, so at the last moment, she shielded me with her body, blocking those man-eating flames, and gave me a chance to survive.”

Jiang Youwang looked at his sorrowful eyes, instinctively took his hand, and offered him strength: “And then?”

“Later, the ship was engulfed by fire, and I fell into the sea. I drifted at sea for a day and a night until I was found by nearby fishermen who rescued me.”

This was the first time Jiang Youxi had heard him talk about his mother.

“He Zhuo, do you hate her?”

“No.” He lowered his eyelids to hide the desolation in his eyes. “At first, I was very afraid of her. Whenever she came near me, I dared not sleep. I was afraid that if I fell asleep, she would try to drag me down with her. Every time I woke up, I was faced with that suffocating darkness and an inescapable scene.”

“She often had relapses, and in the later stages she could barely recognize people. Her only thought every day was to die. I don’t want to hate her because it’s useless. I can only accept it, accept that she often doesn’t remember me, and accept that no matter what, she is my biological mother.”

Aunt Zhang had told her some things about the First Madam before, and she thought He Zhuo would hate his mother, but now it seems that it’s not that he doesn’t hate her, but that he can’t bring himself to hate her.

They are all pitiful people. Rather than hating them, He Zhuo is probably more disappointed in them for not living up to their potential.

She watched helplessly as her mother abandoned herself, destroyed herself step by step, and walked towards death because of an unworthy man.

No one felt such profound grief as him.

“I can see that your mother actually loves you. She’s just sick, which is why she lost control and wanted to take you with her. If she really wanted you to die with her, she wouldn’t have shielded you with her body when the shipwrecked at sea and fought her way to your survival.”

He Zhuo nodded and said, “I know.”

He just felt powerless.

He was too young back then; he couldn’t do anything, nor could he protect the people he loved.

“As you can see, my family is like this.” He gently rubbed her little finger. “That’s why I’ve always envied you.”

Jiang Youxi was slightly taken aback: “Envious of me?”

Yes. I envy you for having a family who love you unconditionally.

Although her uncles and aunts were not her biological parents, their love for her was no less than that for their own children.

It was through this comparison that He Zhuo realized for the first time that there was someone’s love, which had nothing to do with blood ties or worldly status.

As long as it’s you, that’s enough.

Whenever he thinks about this, he feels like a joke.

“Thank you for asking me to stay and spend the New Year with you all.” He smiled self-deprecatingly. “To be honest, this is the first time I’ve experienced the warmth and joy of a family sitting together for a reunion dinner.”

Jiang Youxi stared blankly at the man in front of her.

His eyes held a smile, but were filled with disappointment.

Looking back on He Zhuo’s life, one realizes that he has faced many hardships and suffered a great deal of human suffering, and has indeed rarely experienced true love.

Jiang Youxi shook her head and tied a knot in the white gauze: “He Zhuo, let bygones be bygones. What’s most important for us is the present and the future.”

“Okay.” He ruffled her hair. “I’m sorry for letting you hear these bad things.”

“It’s okay. As long as you want to talk, I will always be your most loyal listener.” She said sincerely, “He Zhuo, no matter what happens in the future, I will always stand by your side, always support you, and always be with you.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the man pulled her into his arms.

She froze, then chuckled, mimicking his gesture by raising her hand to ruffle his hair: “So all you have to do is be happy and joyful every day!”

He Zhuo chuckled softly: “Jiang Youxi, you look a lot like a kindergarten teacher.”

It’s like coaxing a child.

Does it look like it?

He Zhuo released her and gently tapped her forehead: “It doesn’t seem like it.”

Jiang Youxi covered her forehead: “Does it look like it or not?”

“It looks like someone.”

“who?”

“My child.”

“…”

“?? You like girls?”

“Um.”

“Then you might be disappointed. In the future, you will only have Jiang Xu as your son, and no daughters!”

“Having you is enough.”

“…”

Okay, okay, you’re starting to talk so nicely now, huh?

–

He Zhuo took her to eat something hot. After they finished eating and walked out of the store, they found that it was raining outside.

He Zhuo’s hand was injured, so he didn’t drive over. The two of them had to take a taxi back.

The taxi quickly arrived at Jiang Youxi’s rented apartment building.

He Zhuo got out of the car and opened the umbrella over her head.

There was still some distance to go into the residential area, and the two walked hand in hand for a while.

A light drizzle continued incessantly, falling silently onto the umbrella fabric, making a soft pattering sound.

Back at the entrance of the residential compound, He Zhuo suddenly called out, “Jiang Youxi.”

“Um?”

He looked directly into her eyes, his gaze sincere and ardent, burning with passion even in the cool, rainy night.

“How about we start dating?”