To My Dear Mr. Huo

Ling Jing wanted to die, but she didn't. Su Peizhen almost went crazy. There is no trace left of the drunkenness caused by the wine I drank before.

Ling Jing completely ignored her now. In such an environment, if you are distracted even a little bit, you will lose.

There was a relatively large open space at the top of the mountain. They turned around here and then went down the mountain. You win when you complete the journey. But when going down the mountain, there will still be cars on the mountain road that came up before.

That would be chaos, and there would be danger at any time.

I don't know who came up with it. Su Peizhen didn't pay attention before and calmed down now. When Ling Jing drove the car in the traffic formation, Su Peizhen, who had always been calm and self-possessed, finally couldn't control his expression.

Ling Jing, stop for me, do you hear me?

This is the way downhill. What's more important is that the mountain road is so narrow that if two cars cross each other, it feels like they will fall off at any time.

Especially when there was another car in front of them that was going up, but they were going down, and were about to collide with their car, Su Peizhen was so drunk that he woke up with a fright.

Ling Jing, are you crazy? Stop.

He was driving so fast just now, and now there are several cars coming up from behind. Compared with them, Ling Jing's car seemed to be driving in the wrong direction.

There was no response. Ling Jing looked at the vehicle in front of her with a playful and uninhibited smile. Even when it was going downhill, he was still stepping on the accelerator.

Su Peizhen felt the car keep diving, and the feeling of weightlessness made her uncomfortable.

She has also played some extreme sports, including skydiving, bungee jumping, hot air ballooning and hang gliding when she was abroad.

But those were only when she was well prepared and had a coach around her with standard operations and guidance to make her feel at ease.

The Ling Jing in front of her was simply acting randomly. In the end, Su Peizhen couldn't stand it anymore. She pressed her body against the car seat, raised her hands to hold on to the seat belt, closed her eyes, and felt her body moving downwards and downwards with the car body.

I don’t know how long it took, but the car finally stopped.

There was a lot of noise around me, the noise could be heard through the car door. There were whistles and cheers and a lot of noise.

Naturally, Su Peizhen would not like such an environment. She sat in the car, trying her best to endure the discomfort she had just experienced.

We're here. The voice in her ears gave her a sense of reality, and she was really sure that that bastard Ling Jing had stopped the car.

Her feet were a little weak, and the noisy noises around her made her look paler.

Ling Jing unbuckled her seat belt and turned around to look at her, with a taut, almost arrogant smile on her face.

First. How do you think? I have good skills, right?

With a pop sound, Ling Jing received a slap on the face. He looked at Su Peizhen with wide eyes, and the mood of winning the game just now disappeared.

He pointed at Su Peizhen, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

You damn woman, you actually hit me?

The one I hit is you. All Su Peizhen's drunkenness completely dissipated at this time. Pulling away from the feeling of almost facing death, she glared at the person in front of her: Ling Jing, it's your own business if you want to die. I don't want to die.

After saying this, she got out of the car without looking back.

The night wind was extremely cold, so Su Peizhen tightened his clothes. She didn't look at the eyes on her or the people around her.

She walked directly past the crowd and walked outside. Ling Jing got out of the car with a slap mark on her face. If it hadn't been too dark at night, others would have been able to see it.

Someone recognized him and wanted to come over to say hello, but he turned them away with his cold eyes.

Su Peizhen walked very fast. She was dragged out by Ling Jing. She was wearing the high heels she wore at work today.

This would not delay her steps at all. She walked quickly. The ones behind gradually become further away. Slowly, I walked to the road beyond the mountain road.

The night wind blew over, and my feet gradually became stronger. Her sanity also returned.

The Cadillac pulled up beside her. Ling Jing came down to hold her hand.

boarding.

Su Peizhen looked at him coldly, his eyes still emotionless. Ling Jing really lost her temper because of this woman.

I said get in the car.

Su Peizhen didn't worry too much. It's windy here and it's far away from the city. She doesn't have any tendency to abuse herself.

After getting in the car, she didn't even look at Ling Jing: There will be no next time.

Ling Jing glanced at her and started the car. Considering Su Peizhen's pale face just now, he drove very slowly this time.

Don't you find it exciting?

Su Peizhen didn't respond to his words at all. Exciting? Exciting indeed.

When she thought Ling Jing's car was going to collide with another car, her heart almost stopped. At that moment, she thought she was going to die.

But at that time, she suddenly realized that she didn't want to die. Not at all.

Even if her life is a joke, even if she can never go back to the past. But she still didn't want to die.

She wants to live. Live well.

Avoidance is an emotion only for the weak. She is Su Peizhen. She doesn't run away.

You have to admit that my method works, right?

Ling Jing's words brought her back to her senses, and she glanced at her coldly. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the street scenes on both sides of the road.

When passing somewhere, she suddenly called to stop.

Ling Jing stopped the car and looked at Su Peizhen, not quite understanding what she wanted to do.

Su Peizhen sat in the car and looked across the road. This is a night market street in Rongcheng. She rarely goes here. It was too cold, and at night there was almost no one here.

However, a small stall at the corner of the street is still selling its food. The signboard only has four words: Shijia Wonton. There was a couple in the store, looking to close up their stall.

Su Peizhen kept staring at the two couples, watching them put away the tables outside, watching the woman sweep away the trash outside and then go back inside to clean it up.

She looked very seriously and attentively, but she seemed to be looking elsewhere.

Ling Jing naturally saw it too. He looked at Su Peizhen's expression of not knowing what she was thinking and didn't understand why she was staring at a roadside stall for so long.

Are you hungry? Have you eaten? How about we go now? What do you want to eat?

Su Peizhen didn't look at him. In the store, the man had gone to the kitchen at the back, and the woman had returned to the counter.

She looked at it for a while, then suddenly opened the door and got out of the car. The night wind was very cold, so she tightened her coat and walked towards the wonton shop.

Sister Shi.

Xiao Su? The woman inside was about to close the stall, but when she saw Su Peizhen coming over, her eyes lit up: Why are you here? How did you know I opened a shop here? I, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you here? How are you? How are you doing lately?

Su Peizhen did not answer her series of questions.

I'm hungry. Su Peizhen glanced at the old but clean and tidy shop in front of him, picked a seat and sat down: Sister Shi, please cook me a bowl of wontons.

Okay, what kind of filling do you want?

Anything is fine. Su Peizhen was no longer as gloomy and cold as before: You can cook whatever you want.

Okay. Sister Shi walked in to cook wontons. Then she saw Ling Jing coming in: This guest, we are closing.

She also wanted to have a good chat with Su Peizhen.

Isn't she here? Ling Jing glanced at Su Peizhen.

She is my friend. Guest, you-

I'm also her friend. While talking, Ling Jing walked to Su Peizhen and sat down.

Sister Shi glanced at Su Peizhen and found that she didn't refute, so she asked, What kind of stuffing do you eat, sir?

It doesn't matter, I'll eat whatever she eats.

Sister Shi didn't ask any more questions and went into the kitchen to say something. A male voice inside could be heard responding. Sister Shi took out the tableware and set it for them.

Xiao Su, would you like some wine? Or a drink?

Give me a bottle of water. Su Peizhen had drank just now and didn't want to drink anymore.

That's okay. Sister Shi took the wine away. I brought two bottles of water over.

How's Xiaosu doing lately? This is the first time I've seen you since you came out. I really miss you. I just don't know where to find you.

Very good. Su Peizhen's tone was calm, not very enthusiastic. She has always been like this, and Sister Shi is not angry.

I really thanked you back then. If it hadn't been for you -

Sister Shi, let's not talk about the past.

Yes, yes, it's all over. Don't mention it anymore. Sister Shi glanced at Ling Jing and thought that Su Pei was really embarrassed to say it, so she stopped talking.

But I couldn't help it. It is fate to meet people like them.

Is this your boyfriend? Is there a slap mark on this man's face? Haha, maybe I saw it wrong. I saw it wrong. It was blown by the wind.

No. Su Peizhen's voice was very calm: A friend.

Feeling that Ling Jing's face next to him was not very good-looking, Su Peizhen didn't want to pay attention to him, but just looked at Sister Shi: How is Sister Shi recently? She looks good.

It's not bad. After I came out, I told my man that I opened this store. The business is not bad. It's close to the school and many students come here to eat.

Yeah. Su Peizhen drank the water and responded lightly: That's good.

She wasn't very enthusiastic, but that didn't stop Sister Shi from continuing to talk. She became interested again.

I missed you. I went back to visit them once later. After Xiao Zhao came out, I heard that he had returned to his hometown. That Zhang Hong divorced her husband. Now she lives alone with her children. And that Sister Zhou——

She didn't speak fast, and Su Peizhen felt a little confused and lost in thought.

In the past two years, she, a rich young lady, has met many people. That was something she never thought about in the first half of her life.

She never thought that one day she would sit in such a roadside shop and eat such ordinary little wontons.

Sister Shi's man has already cooked the wontons. I called out from inside, and Sister Shi responded and went to serve the wontons.

The tray brought out two large bowls. They were steaming hot right out of the pot.

Su Peizhen looked at the bowl of wontons with green onions floating on top. She didn't eat green onions before. Not only do I not eat onions, I also don’t eat many things.

Every cook in the Su family knows that every time she doesn't like something, she has to pick it out.

But after entering, she discovered that there was no such thing as eating or not eating? But not to that extent.

Prison is not a place that cares about your thoughts and feelings. She can only adapt and get used to it by herself.

Picking up the spoon on the side, without looking at Ling Jing, he scooped up a wonton and slowly put it into his mouth. The taste is average, not as good as what the chef at home once made.

But this moment she felt it was delicious, on a night like this, on a cold night in early spring when she thought she would die and then come back to life.

How is it? Although Sister Shi knew that Su Peizhen was just like her, she also knew that she was different from herself. You can usually tell in prison that he is a man of culture.

He has read books and has good temperament. She looked at Su Peizhen nervously, fearing that she would say something unpleasant.

It's delicious. Su Peizhen smiled at Sister Shi and stopped talking. She didn't have the habit of talking while eating.

Ling Jing didn't speak, he just looked at Su Peizhen. Seeing her sitting in such a simple shop made me feel like I was in a five-star hotel somewhere.

He didn't need to ask, he could guess the relationship between the two just by listening to what the woman just said. Inmates. Tsk.

Unexpectedly, this woman really didn't shy away from her past after she came out. Also, she just brought him here so harshly, wasn't she afraid of any other reaction from him?

Sister Shi smiled, got up and went to the kitchen, and soon brought out two plates of braised vegetables.

Xiao Su, eat some of this. It's all braised at home. She was still a little cautious, knowing that Su Peizhen was different from them.

Looking back now, my suspicions are further confirmed. They are both from two different worlds.

Thank you. Su Peizhen usually doesn't eat these. She doesn't like eating animal offal. But looking at the chicken gizzards on the plate, she picked up a piece and put it in her mouth without even frowning.

Seeing the expectant look on Sister Shi's face, Su Peizhen rarely spoke again after swallowing the food: It's delicious, thank you, Sister Shi.

As long as you like it. If you like it, eat more.

There was no one at the wonton shop, and Su Peizhen and Ling Jing didn't say a word. After dinner, Su Pei really wanted to make money, but then he remembered that he had been pulled out by Ling Jing like this, without either his cell phone or his wallet.

She turned around and glanced at Ling Jing, who pretended not to understand. Su Peizhen stretched out his hand directly.

Ling Jing saw that Sister Shi didn't pay attention and approached her: What? You are my sponsor? Why do you want me to pay for your meal?

I will pay you back ten times when I go back. Su Peizhen's low voice was full of coldness: Ten times is not enough, is a hundred times enough?

Of course it's not enough. Ling Jing leaned against her ear: Personally, I prefer you to repay the debt in another way. What do you think?

The hint in his eyes was too obvious, but Su Peizhen stared at his coat with an expression on his face, and suddenly stretched out his hand to get his wallet.

Ling Jing avoided her movement, took out her wallet, stood up and put down a red bill on the table.

Sister Shi saw it now and hurriedly came out: No need to give it. Just look at you. If you are willing to come to my place, I will be very happy.

Keep it. Su Peizhen's voice was very soft: It's not easy for you to do business.

Seeing that Sister Shi was about to push the money over, Su Peizhen held her hand and said, Sister Shi, you're really welcome.

She took her hand back, originally wanting to leave. When I passed by the counter, I saw the pen and paper on it. After thinking about it, I picked it up and wrote a series of numbers.

Turning around and handing it to Sister Shi: Sister Shi, this is my phone number. If anything happens in the future, you can call me.

Hey, you kid. Sister Shi looked at the string of numbers, with many touching emotions on her face: Look at you. I'm fine now, don't worry. But I will definitely keep this phone number. Come here often when you have time.

This was a polite statement. She knew how someone with Su Peizhen's status could come to such a small shop so often?

Today is just an accident.

Goodbye, Sister Shi.

Su Peizhen didn't say much. When he saw Sister Shi's man coming out of the back kitchen, he nodded and left without looking back.

…………

After getting in the car, Su Peizhen nestled himself into the seat. I glanced outside. The sky was very gloomy, and it seemed like it was going to snow again.

She once liked snowing in Lin City. In order to see the snow scene, she followed Li Qianxue to Canada, Finland and Iceland. I also went to Switzerland to specialize in skiing.

She remembers when they lived in an igloo near a ski resort in Switzerland. In order to make her stay comfortable, Li Qianxue ordered an entire floor.

She slept until she woke up naturally every day, and then went skiing with Su Yuxin and Li Qianxue, sitting on the cable car to see the scenery of the snow-capped mountains.

It snows every year in Rongcheng. It was only after I visited the prison twice that I realized that snow is actually nothing to look at. What makes people feel good-looking is people. It was the person who was with me at the time.

Ling Jing looked at her and didn't rush to start the car. Turn around and get in front of her.

Don't want to give up? Why don't you go in and sit for a while?

Su Peizhen turned to look at him, and she said expressionlessly: Drive.

What? Are you using me as a driver again? Let me tell you, my charges can be very expensive.

Shut up. Su Peizhen didn't want to listen to him now, so Ling Jing insisted on saying it. She moved her body closer to Su Peizhen, put her arms around her waist, and their foreheads touched each other.

Shut up if you tell me to shut up? Isn't that too shameful for me?

Are you driving?

Open. Ling Jing bit her lip gently, not hard. Looking at the blush on the woman's face, he stepped back.

Woman, remember, you owe me twice.

Su Peizhen ignored him at all, she just stared out of the car window.

Back in Rongyuan, Su Peizhen wanted to go back to the room, but was stopped by Ling Jing: What? You don't want to pay me back?

return?

Su Peizhen was in shock today. He was already very frightened: I'm sleepy. I want to rest.

You can rest. Pay off what you owe me first. The man's voice was low and hoarse, and her face was slightly red.

In fact, she doesn't eat much after seven o'clock in the evening. I just had a bowl of wontons and I was indeed full. Actually I don't want to sleep. When he buckled her waist, he rarely stopped Ling Jing from doing whatever he wanted. I want to encounter the trace of fear that almost made me die today, and the trace of happiness that comes from the rest of my life.

It turns out that the feeling of being alive is pretty good.

Maybe, there's nothing wrong with it.

………………

The biological clock woke Su Peizhen up on time. But she couldn't get up.

The bastard man struggled for a long time yesterday in the name of debt collection.

Her hands were a little sore, and she couldn't help but frown. Then she wanted to get up and found that she was being held tightly in the man's arms.

No man has ever protected her while sleeping like this. This posture, psychologically speaking, is a protective posture.

From a psychological perspective, does the man want to protect her?

Ah. How ridiculous. She didn't need his protection. She doesn't need anyone to protect her.

She closed her eyes, took the man's hand away, and stood up.

The moment someone took off her hand, Ling Jing woke up. He looked at Su Peizhen who was getting ready and clicked his tongue.

Can you still get up?

Get out of the way. Su Peizhen said expressionlessly: I have to go to work.

What's wrong with work? If you take a day off, your company won't collapse.

I said get out of the way.

No. Ling Jing lay on top of him, using her hands and feet: The weather is nice today, let's go play.

Ling Jing——

Don't forget, you owe me one more time.

Su Peizhen sneered, his gorgeous face covered with frost: I remember we did it more than once yesterday.

Are you praising me? Thank you for the compliment.

A scoundrel man can get involved in anything. Su Pei really didn't want to say anything more to him, so she reached out to push him, but he grabbed her hand.

He sat up and pointed at his face: You remember what you did yesterday, right?

It was too late, and no one could see the slap mark at the time. Otherwise, where would he put the face of the majestic young master of the Ling family?

Woman, I've grown up so big, but no one has ever dared to slap me.

Really? Then I'm glad I'm the first.

Tsk. Ling Jing pulled her body up and pulled her into his arms again: Don't you think you need to compensate me?

Is half a million enough? I'll give it to you later.

It's money again, this woman. It really is--

Woman, don't keep talking about money. I'm just unhappy right now, and I can't even give you money. You hit me yesterday and ran away like that, causing me to pick you up before I even had a chance to get the car I won. That's it. , you owe me twice. You don’t plan to default on the debt, do you?”

Five thousand words. . . . Let’s count this chapter as today’s. I'm going to write a new article first. If you have time after finishing writing, I will make up the next chapter from yesterday. If I can’t finish it, everyone will read it tomorrow.