Chapter 721: I’ll Walk With You for the Rest of Your Life (1)Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A big guy like that was pleading with teary eyes and a life was at stake. An Xiaxia sighed and gave in. “Fine…”
An Xiaxia was already feeling unwell after she gave 200ml of her blood. After the 400ml was out of her body, her eyes rolled back and as expected… she pa.s.sed out.
Before she closed her eyes, she seemed to see Sheng Yize walk in and give Yin Qinghan a good kick in the a.s.s without a word.
That looked really painful.
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When she woke up again, she was greeted by a glowering Sheng Yize, who scolded, “Don’t you know how poor your health is? How could you let them draw your blood? You dummy!”
“Hm… but he knelt down to beg me…” An Xiaxia tried her best to smile at him. “Don’t be mad.”
She swung Sheng Yize’s arm back and forth and his face finally softened after he cast a few more stern looks at her.
“Get up. Eat your soup.”
“What soup?”
“It has pig liver, it’ll make up for your blood loss.”
An Xiaxia puckered up her face. “Do I have an option here?”
Obviously she didn’t… she didn’t even have to wait for an answer – just look at Sheng Yize’s grim face.
The question only dawned on An Xiaxia after she had taken two bowls of soup. “Who was Yin Qinghan trying to save? His girlfriend or his family member?”
Sheng Yize said indifferently, “His boyfriend.”
An Xiaxia almost spat out her soup and her mouth hung open. “B- boyfriend?”
“Yup.”
Yin Qinghan had said once that he was into guys, but An Xiaxia had just thought it was a joke. She had never thought that he was telling the truth.
Having written enough slash fiction, An Xiaxia was greatly interested in such gossip. She tugged at Sheng Yize’s sleeve and asked, “Is his boyfriend cute? Are they a loving couple? Will they get married?”
Sheng Yize gave her an indecipherable look and said honestly, “He’s quite good-looking. I think you’ve met him before. He’s Qi Yanxi’s brother, the one that donated his bone marrow to Song Qingwan before.”
That jogged An Xiaxia’s memory. She seemed to recall a mild and good-natured young man.
“The two of them… must be facing a lot of difficulties if they want to be together.” An Xiaxia felt sorry for the couple.
With their backgrounds, their families had to find it very difficult to accept their s.e.xual orientation.
“Very few relations.h.i.+ps are plain sailing in the world.” Sheng Yize was very philosophical about it. “It’s up to them to work it out and all we can do is respect their choices.”
“Wow… I never knew you were so open about this…”
“You would be yourself if you had a wife that writes slash fiction.” Sheng Yize snorted.
That made An Xiaxia feel very awkward. “Well… I’ll stop writing them if you don’t like it.”
“Are you going to write romance fiction instead? Putting yourself in the shoes of the heroines and having relations.h.i.+ps with the male characters?” Sheng Yize gave her a cold smile. “You wis.h.!.+ Stick to your slash fiction!”
Fine… someone was getting more and more possessive…
While An Xiaxia was feeling amazed by his reaction, Sheng Yize’s phone began to ring. Picking it up, he heard Grandma Sheng’s vigorous voice on the other end. “Little one, I’m ready! It’s up to you now! I can’t wait to see you marry Xiaxia!”
“Yes, I see,” he replied calmly. After hanging up, he said in a serious tone, “Grandma had a heart attack and has been sent to the hospital. The doctor said… she might not make it.”
“What?!” An Xiaxia panicked right away and jumped out of bed. “Why are you still standing here? We must go to her now!”
Sheng Yize walked unhurriedly out, while An Xiaxia bellowed, “Hey! That’s your own grandmother! Sheng Yize, hurry up!”