520 Extra: I Would Be Here for You for the Rest of My Life

Sunday looked up and saw Edwin approaching from the alley.

In the dim light, his eyebrows were somewhat faint, and he did not look as gentle as usual, with a sigh of suffocation.

Sunday looked at the boy who clasped her hands and chuckled: "My rescuer is here. Can you let me go?"

The teenager kissed over regardless of anything, Sunday turned her head away and the teenager’s hot lips fell on her face. At that moment Sunday realized how disgusting it was to be touched by someone you didn’t love.

She didn't care about chastity, so she confessed her fate when she failed. But now she was angry because of her dislike, "Don't touch me."

The teenager's eyes were sullen, and his tone was so intimate. "He ran over from there, it will be too late to save you." The young boy stepped down vigorously and reached her leg, "It's too late."

The teenager looked at her frantically: "Let’s see if I can get in fast or he runs fast."

"Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

"No! After coming out for two years, maybe you are pregnant."

The boy clasped her hands with one hand and slapped her skirt with another hand. However, before his hands had touched her skirt, her body was shaking.

The boy looked down at his bloody shoulder in a daze, and there was magic in his eyes.

As soon as the boy released Sunday's hand, Sunday had reached out and held his shoulder to stop the bleeding for him.

The boy looked at her and smiled, "You still care about me, right?"

Sunday was speechless: "I will save anyone who is injured at this time."

Edwin's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the boy suddenly approached her, and said in her ear, "This man, is the person you like?"

Sunday's eyes widened.

The boy rested his head on her shoulder and laughed: "I heard that you shamelessly liked him for six years. How can my goddess be so humble?" His voice weakened, "I help you ..."

The boy had flung her to the ground in spite of the injury, and his hand ran into the bottom of her skirt irregularly.

"You ..."

Sunday hadn't finished talking, her body became light.

With a slam, the boy had been thrown aside by a heavy punch.

Edwin squatted beside him, and thumped again.

"Mr. Beck, he needs to stop the bleeding quickly," Sunday said anxiously.

Although the boy's words were vague, she understood a little bit. Perhaps Edwin's appearance at this time was the boy's intentional guidance.

Edwin ignored her and cut a piece of cloth from the boy. He took out a portable surgical kit from his pocket and opened it. There was a whole set of surgical kits, scalpels, tweezers, mini-sterilized water bottles, etc.

This was a set of equipment that Edwin left the hospital after he officially became a doctor, in order to make it easier for patients to be rescued on the road. It just became useful now.

Open the wound and remove the bullet. Of course it was better to inject anesthetic. There was a narcotic needle clearly in the tool bag, but Edwin did not use it for him.

The boy’s face was so pale with pain, but still stubborn: "You will regret that you have saved me today." His eyes revealed the imperative for Sunday, "As long as she is not married for a day, I still have a chance."

Edwin tightened the hand that was bandage for him, and the wound that had just been squeezed by the bandages immediately bleed.

"Don't ~" Sunday was anxious, her eyes looking into the boy were a little angry, "You have a mood to joke for this moment."

The boy laughed, "I know you care about me, don't you?"

Sunday knew that he was stimulating Edwin, but now he was no doubt finding trouble for himself.

Sure enough, the blood flowing was getting worse and worse, Edwin said very kindly, "The wound is not wrapped well, it has cracked and needs to be re-bandaged."

The boy gave Edwin a provocative look. "Old man, I am at least ten years younger than you. One day you will reach my peak. By then you will become a half-grandpa ..."

Before his words finished, the man fainted.

Sunday tested his breath below his nose, she was relieved, and took the bandage in Edwin's hand, "I'll do it."

Edwin ignored her, silently finishing the job. He took a small bottle of alcohol out of the bag and flush the blood on his hand, disinfecting it. Then he pulled out his mobile phone and called the hospital for an ambulance.

While waiting in place, the sight of his eyes never fell on Sunday's face. Sunday's several conversations were ignored by him.

Until the ambulance took the person away, Edwin stepped towards the alley, and Sunday followed him.

"Are you so easy-going to everyone?" Edwin's steps were still stable, but he never looked back.

When he talked, Sunday thought she heard something wrong.

"Mr. Beck, are you talking?" Sunday couldn't help asking.

"Are you avoiding the problem?" Edwin stopped, exuding inexplicable anger all over his body.

"I ..." Sunday didn't understand, "I've always been like this."

"Allow those who pursue you to kiss you? Allow people who have intentions for you ..." Edwin turned sharply, holding her neckline and pressing her against the wall of the alley, reaching into the bottom of her skirt, “To treat you like this ..."

Sunday was a little bit confused by his sudden anger, "He's just a child ..."

"A 22-year-old child?" Edwin sneered. "This child just wanted to invade you."

"He didn't ..." Sunday suddenly understood. "So, Mr. Beck, are you angry? Are you jealous?"

"Angry! I'm already so angry, can’t you see it!" Edwin punched the wall heavily.

Sunday felt puzzled, "You, why are you angry?" It was somehow sarcastic, "I'm not your somebody. And, if he succeeds tonight, doesn’t it fulfill your wishes, does it? Don’t you always want to push me out."

"When did I push you out?"

"When I worked overtime, you asked Doctor Wang to send me supper ..."

"Because he happened to work overtime with you, I asked him to buy it."

"When I was sick, you asked Doctor Wang to take care of me and give me medicine ..."

"Because I made a temporary call that night, I couldn't go there in person ..."

"Last night you lent the car to Doctor Wang and let him take me home ..."

"I had surgery all night last night. As my assistant, don't you know?"

"So ... Doctor Wang, he is not chasing me?"

"Doctor Wang likes men. This thing could only be known by us."

Sunday opened her eyes, "So, Doctor Wang likes you?!"

"Fool!" Edwin held her face and kissed her lips.

His kiss was so inexperienced and impulsive, but it made Sunday cry with tears.

Edwin withdrew from her lips and teeth, his forehead was against her, and his breath was slightly dark. "So, I like you. It was so clear, so obvious, you can't understand it?"

Sunday burst into tears: "But you never said it, you never said it ..."

"I thought you understood." Edwin sighed. "In the past two years, have I ever rejected you? When did I not send you home when you worked overtime? When do we not eat together?"

Yeah, she prepared the breakfast to take him to the hospital and eat together, and they were in the cafeteria for lunch. He would invite her to dinner to take her home at night when he was not working overtime.

But he never said, "Sunday, I love you, be my girlfriend."

So she didn't know, she really didn't know.

Sunday cried, covering her mouth, "I don't understand, Edwin, I don't understand, I really don't understand. You never say it, why did you never say it?"

Edwin let go her, suddenly took a few steps, and formally cut herself slightly, reaching out her hand, "I like you, appreciate you, and fell in love with you three years ago. I hope I can be your boyfriend and be your husband, for the rest of your life to be taken care of by you. I don’t know if you want or not?”

Sunday slowly loosened her hand which covered her mouth, holding his wet hand, and her voice was exciting, "I want, I would take care of the rest of your life."

"I'm Edwin, I will be here for you for the rest of my life!"

"I'm Sunday, I will be here for you for the rest of my life!"