Chapter 31 - : Her? Not her? (1/2)

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?”