Chapter 137

137 「Pinky swear, hang oneself, no changing for a hundred years, stamp it! 」

Although after communicating with the Nan Cheng office, she came out of the police station in less than half an hour, but Tushan Jiu still felt a bit gloomy.

The first knife she took out upon leaving wasn't smooth, which really affected her mood.

Tushan Jiu walked while rotating the kitchen knife in her hand back and forth with her five fingers.

People passing by all looked over.

Clearly there was nothing on the knife handle to leverage, yet she could spin it freely.

Moreover, Tushan Jiu is good-looking, and today she wore a white-black gold-ironed horse-face skirt, turning heads at a hundred percent.

Not far away, a little boy tugged at his father's hand with one hand and pointed at Tushan Jiu with the other, excitedly saying, "Dad, dad, hurry and look, that sister is amazing—I've seen people spin pens, but never a kitchen knife!"

The little boy's father hardly paid attention to him, even shaking off his hand that was trying to pull him, one hand on the phone with someone, a big smile on his lips, and only then, between calls, said to the boy:

"Xiao Xing, wait a moment, I'm on the phone, you can play by yourself, just don't run into the street, got it?"

"Okay, then I'll go ask that sister how she does it."

The boy's father didn't even look, gave a perfunctory nod and an 'uh', then continued talking to the person on the phone.

The child's admiring voice made Tushan Jiu turn her head to look over.

After seeing the boy's face, her brow twitched, she crooked her finger at him, gesturing him to come over.

The boy looked about eleven or twelve years old.

Seeing Tushan Jiu gesture him over, he had no wariness and ran straight over.

Tushan Jiu bent down and said to him, "Little friend, I'm a knife-giver; do you want to borrow a knife from me? The payment is just an ice cream."

Bao Xiaoxing naturally didn't know what a knife-giver was, so, following the principle of asking when you don't understand, he asked Tushan Jiu, "Sister, what is a knife-giver?"

Tushan Jiu didn't brush him off just because he was a child; instead, she seriously explained to him what the occupation of a knife-giver entails.

Bao Xiaoxing somewhat understood but mostly still didn't, and he asked again, "Sister, if I borrow your knife, can you tell me whether I can become a police officer when I grow up?"

His dream since childhood has been to become a police officer.

Tushan Jiu smiled and rubbed his head, saying, "When you grow up, you'll be a white-clad angel who heals and saves people, just like a police officer who catches bad guys—both are heroes!"

But you must remember what I'm about to say—although it's harsh, you are surely the strongest, right?

Bao Xiaoxing, praised by Tushan Jiu, felt wonderful inside; he knew doctors and police both save people, so becoming a doctor when he grows up would also be fine!

He patted his little chest proudly and said, "Sister, go ahead—I, Bao Xiaoxing, want to be a hero, and I'm definitely the strongest!"

Tushan Jiu glanced down at the kitchen knife in her hand, then decisively put it away, took out a small panda-shaped nail clipper from her bag, placed it in Bao Xiaoxing's little hand, and said:

"Well then, sister and Xiao Xing have preliminarily struck a deal, okay? Xiao Xing, remember that in half a month your parents will be living apart; when the time comes and both want you to follow them, you must unhesitatingly choose your mother, got it?"

Bao Xiaoxing's smile froze; he looked at Tushan Jiu and asked, "Is it because of that aunt?"

Tushan Jiu also stared for a moment, then took a deep look at the boy before her.

Then she rubbed his head again and softly gave him the answer: "Yes, Xiao Xing, you've seen that, right?"

Bao Xiaoxing nodded, "Yeah, when Mom was away on a business trip, Dad brought that aunt back and then locked me in the room to do homework, not letting me out."

"Also, a few days ago Mom took me to stay at Grandma's for a few days; in the middle of the night I woke up hearing Mom and Grandma crying, saying she wanted to divorce Dad because he had cheated."

Upon hearing that, Tushan Jiu glanced at the man far away who was being amused by the person on the phone.

For such a long time, he had never once glanced this way.

A cold flicker passed through Tushan Jiu's eyes.

She lowered her head to look at Bao Xiaoxing and said, "Xiao Xing, you're a man now; compared to the brutality of the truth, you should protect yourself more, understand? They will do things that hurt you; sister gave you the nail clipper—keep it safe, and remember what I just said: your mother loves you very much."

Don't let her end up holding your cold, scar-ridden body, crying herself to death, and finally perishing together with those two heartless beasts.

Bao Xiaoxing fell silent for a moment, tapped his little head, and said, "Thank you, sister; I've remembered, and if that day comes, I will choose my mother."

Tushan Jiu watched the black aura on the child's Yintang disappear, the corners of her mouth twitching into a smile, she flicked the child's forehead lightly: "Good kid, the ice cream will wait for you until the day you become a doctor; I'll come find you for it then—go on."

Bao Xiaoxing carefully put the nail clipper into their own clothing pocket, then stretched out their little finger toward Tushan Jiu, with a serious little expression said to Tushan Jiu:

"Sister, you have your nail clipper as proof, and I will hook pinkies with sister, which means I will keep my promise; when sister comes to find me in the future, I will definitely treat sister to the most delicious ice cream in the world! Also, sister, if you ever die in the future, once I become a doctor I will definitely revive you!"

Tushan Jiu burst out laughing—no matter what, a child is still a child.

She hooked her pinky with Bao Xiaoxing's little finger.

"Pinky swear, no changing for a hundred years, seal it!"

"Pinky swear, no changing for a hundred years, seal it!"

The big and the small exchanged a smile.

Little did they know.

Many, many years later.

Tushan Jiu was leisurely enjoying her retirement at the affairs office, but after eating something bad, she suffered unbearable abdominal pain from acute gastroenteritis and was rushed to the emergency room.

At that time, he, who had already become renowned in the medical world,

After receiving the call, he rushed straight off the podium of the seminar.

Leaving a crowd of doctors and leaders stunned.

Everyone wondered who could possibly make their usually composed, twenty-six-year-old deputy director of internal medicine panic like this.

Later, those people learned that she was the wife of the richest person in China, and assumed he was nervous like that because he cared about the Xie Family's status.

But he frankly explained that it wasn't because he cared about the Xie Family's face.

It's because Tushan Jiu is his lifesaver!

Because the year he met her, she gave him a prophecy; that prophecy came true, and not long after his parents really divorced.

And the woman his father took up, she used that substance, luring his father to also use it; afterward they became dazed, that woman also had violent tendencies, experienced hallucinations, and hacked his father to death.

That was just a couple of years after his parents' divorce.

If he had not met Tushan Jiu's blade at that time, he would definitely have, because he didn't want his mother's life to be hard, then chosen to follow his father.

Then the dead person must be him.