To My Dear Mr. Huo

rogue.

Looking at the words above that made her uncomfortable. Su Peizhen didn't worry about it this time and blocked the other party's number directly.

Looking up, he met Lin Feixing's somewhat confused eyes. He was looking at her calmly, with an expression that seemed a little unclear.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"No." Su Peizhen shook his head: "It's okay. Just ignore the harassing text messages."

Lin Feixing had no doubts. Su Peizhen turned off the phone and put it back in the bag. From the corner of his eye, he saw that Ling Jing's car seemed to be driving out again.

She thought he was leaving, but he gestured towards her through the car window.

Seeing the other person's extended middle finger, Su Peizhen could hardly hold it. Fortunately, that bastard Ling Jing knew how to stop when he was ready.

After pointing his fingers, he left.

Looking at the empty parking space, Su Peizhen breathed a sigh of relief. Forget it, why bother with a little gangster like him? You don't have to lose your identity.

Su Peizhen, who ignored Ling Jing, planned to have a good meal with Lin Feixing. But looking at Lin Feixing's gentle appearance opposite him, he couldn't help but think of Ling Jing's text message just now.

crazy. Really crazy.

She thought Ling Jing was just bored for a moment, but she didn't expect that she would see Ling Jing's car the next day, and the third day.

On the fourth day, Su Peizhen couldn't bear it anymore. After getting off work, she walked straight towards the Cadillac.

Knocking on the car window, Ling Jing's face was revealed.

"Pei Zhen."

"Ling Jing, have you had enough?"

"What?"

"You have nothing to do? Follow me every day?"

Ling Jing glanced at her, looking a little disappointed: "I thought you would say you missed me."

"Ling Jing, please be more serious."

"I'm very serious." Ling Jing said aggrievedly: "And I really have nothing to do. I told you last time, I said I found a job, but I haven't started it yet."

"Just because you don't work doesn't mean I don't need to work. Please don't follow me."

"Of course I will follow you." Ling Jing said this a little hastily: "What if you encounter a pervert like last time again?"

"Where do so many perverts come from? Do you know that following me like this is not something a normal person would do?" Su Peizhen gritted his teeth: "Do you know that I can call the police if you do this?"

"Then you've signed up." Ling Jing was so ruthless that she even took out her mobile phone and said to her: "Do you want me to press the number for you?"

There was no way to continue this conversation, so Su Peizhen turned and left.

She has never seen anyone like Ling Jing. In the past twenty years of her life, she has never been around such a rogue person.

Ling Jing watched her walk away, revealing a very strange smile behind her.

woman. I, Master Ling, will definitely not be empty when I take action. So, don't even think about escaping.

……………………

Su Peizhen thought that he would see Ling Jing following him the next day, but he did not see Ling Jing next.

Not just the second day, the third day, or even the fourth day. A week passed and she didn't meet Ling Jing.

She couldn't deny that she was slightly worried. Thinking of meeting Ling Jing for the first time. That guy was chopped down.

Is that bastard Ling Jing going back to his old ways?

Su Peizhen reminded herself in her heart that what happened to Ling Jing had nothing to do with her. If you want to break it, you must break it cleanly.

But the reason said this, but the worry in the heart could not think like this.

After not seeing Ling Jing for a week, she finally couldn't help it anymore. She picked up her bag and was about to go out, but she met Lin Feixing who happened to be looking for her.

"You happen to get off work? Then I came just in time. Let's have dinner together."

Su Peizhen was stunned for a moment. When he met Lin Feixing's smiling face, he wanted to say that he was not free, but he forced himself to harden his heart. Just ignore that bastard.

After having dinner with Lin Feixing, Su Peizhen remained perfectly polite and calm.

But after Lin Feixing sent her home, he thought for a long time and finally gave out Ling Jing's number and called him.

No one answered the phone. Su Peizhen frowned slightly. She sat on the sofa and looked at Rong Yuan in front of her.

There are many traces left by that person here. That bastard didn't even move completely.

There are still his clothes in the closet, and the CD he watched last time is still thrown on the coffee table.

Men's ability to make money is not good, but people are very picky. He should wear good clothes and eat food that suits his taste.

Now that man no longer lives with a woman in such a small house——

For some reason, Su Peizhen just had a feeling that the small apartment was incompatible with Ling Jing.

With his personality, on his terms. He should be like a little prince, living in a villa.

In fact, he really looks like a proud and arrogant little prince many times. When we first met, we were very attracted to each other, but that changed later on.

He is obviously such a conceited and calm person, but in front of him he is like a big pet——

Su Pei really couldn't think about it. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became and the more restless he became.

She stood up and wanted to go back to her room to rest for a while. As I passed by the aisle, I saw a few sticky notes posted on the wall.

She was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and tore off the first sheet.

"Su Peizhen, I like you."

"Su Peizhen, come back. I'm leaving."

"Su Peizhen, this is your house. I can't live in it anymore. Come back."

"Su Peizhen. I said I like you. Do you believe it or not?"

"Su Peizhen, I have nothing, but I have a heart that likes you. Will you accept me?"

The character for man is similar to the appearance of man. The dragon is flying and the phoenix is ​​dancing, and the pen peak is sharp.

Su Peizhen pinched the sticky note tightly and crumpled it into a ball.

Childish, who wants to accept such a man?

a heart? What does she want with his heart?

Shaking his head, he pinched the papers and threw them into the trash can. After throwing it away, she stood in front of the trash can for a long time.

In front of her was Ling Jing watching her carefully. She closed her eyes and stood there in trance for a long time.

It's dark outside and the lights inside are bright. Her hands hanging by her sides tightened, and she finally walked back to the entrance and picked up the car keys.

She got in the car and went to the old house where Ling Jing took her to before.

………………

Su Peizhen saw Ling Jing's Cadillac across the road. Know he's home. Without much pause, he went directly to the third floor of the apartment.

The sound of high heels was a little loud. Just like before, every blow felt like stepping on her heart.

Su Peizhen was a little nervous. Standing at the door, she raised her hand to knock on the door, but paused.

She knew in her heart what it meant once she knocked on this door.

But this time she didn't hesitate, raised her hand, and knocked on the door.

No one came to open the door. Su Peizhen became more and more worried. Isn't that person here?

She took out her mobile phone and called Ling Jing, but no one answered. I called again and still no one answered.

Su Peizhen waited for a few more minutes. The voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on and off, then off and on again. She didn't give up, thought about it, and called Ling Jing again.

This time, still no one picked up. When he turned around to leave, he heard footsteps downstairs.

The voice-activated light came on again, and she turned around and saw Ling Jing appearing in front of her. He stepped on the steps, climbed up, and walked to her step by step.

Su Peizhen was able to see clearly the appearance of the person in front of her, and her heart trembled at the first sight.

"..." His lips moved, and Su Peizhen watched him getting closer and closer, but couldn't say a word.

Ling Jing looked very embarrassed. He was not as brightly dressed as I saw him a few days ago.

There was some dust on one of the jackets, and his head was also dirty. The most important thing is that he doesn't look good.

"you……"

When Ling Jing saw her, her eyes lit up. Finally, his eyes darkened again.

He took out the key and opened the door, ignoring Su Peizhen.

Su Peizhen looked at the gray mark on his shoulder and knitted his eyebrows together.

When I opened the door, I smelled a medicinal smell. It was the smell of medicine for bruises.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured somewhere?"

"I'm fine. Why are you here?"

Ling Jing stood at the door, blocking it and not letting her in. With this look on his face, Su Peizhen became more and more sure that he was hiding something from him.

She wanted to enter, but Ling Jing's tall body blocked her, preventing her from entering.

"Ling Jing, are you injured? Where are you injured?"

"No. I'm fine."

Ling Jing was very stubborn and looked at Su Peizhen: "Aren't you going to be with that pretty boy? Why did you come to me?"

His tone was full of complaints and grievances. He was obviously a tall man of about 1.8 meters, but he was acting like a child.

"Ling Jing, have you had enough trouble?"

"I'm not making trouble. Didn't you say you wouldn't let me follow you? So I stopped following you. What? Is it wrong for me not to follow you now?"

This is completely out of anger.

Su Peizhen ignored what he said. Her attention was now focused on the smell of medicine in the room.

She pushed Ling Jing away and rushed in forcefully. On the coffee table in the living room, she saw two bottles of medicated oil.

She turned around quickly and looked at Ling Jing.

"You are hurt?"

"No." Ling Jing took a step back: "I'm not hurt."

"You're injured." Su Peizhen took a step forward to see where he was injured. Ling Jing avoided her hand.

"Aren't you going to be with that pretty boy? Don't you want me no longer? If that's the case, then what are you doing here?"

"Ling Jing, please stop making trouble." Su Peizhen's expression was rare and serious: "Tell me, did you hurt Ruli?"

"I told you I wasn't injured." Ling Jing said in an indifferent tone, "It was just that I was hit by the cargo when I was moving things."

"You -" Su Peizhen didn't expect this to be the reason: "Take off your clothes and let me see."

"Woman, what are you causing trouble now?" Ling Jing raised her eyebrows and said with a nonchalant attitude: "What are you doing? Sympathy for me? Forget it. Although I am not as good as you, I really don't need your sympathy."

Su Peizhen stared at his face, and in the end without saying any nonsense, he stepped forward and pulled off Ling Jing's clothes.

Under the coat was a bottoming T-shirt, both of which were stained with dust. Su Peizhen didn't seem to see it.

His hands reached the hem of his clothes and rolled them up.

Ling Jing stood there, saying something nice just now, but now she stood still and let her check her.

The clothes fell to the ground, and Su Peizhen saw a big mark on Ling Jing's shoulder. It is estimated to be two days old. Although the background color is red, some areas on it have begun to turn blue.

Su Peizhen touched his hand, and Ling Jing moved her body to the side.

"Do not touch me."

Su Peizhen didn't say anything, watching Ling Jing walk to the broken sofa and sit down on her own.

He picked up one of the bottles of medicinal oil and was about to pour it on his shoulders. Su Peizhen stepped forward and held the bottle.

"What are you doing?"

"That's not how you apply medicine."

"Why do you care about me?"

"Ling Jing, stop making trouble. You are not a child."

"If you can't stand me making trouble, you can leave."

Su Pei really wanted to leave, just walk away, but she couldn't do it. Seeing the dust on the man's body, she, who was always obsessed with mysophobia, actually couldn't bear it.

"You can't do this. Let's go. I'll take you to the doctor."

"No need." Ling Jing shook her head: "It's just a hit, you won't die."

As he spoke, he pointed to his chest: "Look, I was stabbed here and almost died, but I didn't die?"

When he talked about the wound, Su Peizhen remembered their first acquaintance. In the past few months since we met, a picture has been flashing through my mind.

Su Peizhen still held the bottle of medicated oil in her hand. She sat down next to him and was about to apply the medicine on her.

Ling Jing avoided her hand again.

"Ling Jing."

"What are you doing?" Ling Jing stood up and said, "I'm so dirty. I'm going to take a shower."

Su Peizhen was speechless, and Ling Jing just entered the bathroom. Soon, there was the sound of water inside.

Listening to the commotion inside, Su Peizhen knew that he should leave now. Now that Ling Jing's attitude is there, if she leaves now, the two of them will really be able to have a clean break in the future.

Soon, Ling Jing came out.

In the late spring weather, this guy didn't mind the cold, so he came out shirtless, his hair was wet, and water droplets fell down his strong chest, sliding down to his waist and being blocked by the thin bath towel.

This guy is just that kind of monster.

He sat down on the sofa again, picked up the medicated oil on the coffee table and poured it on himself again.

Su Peizhen stopped his movement, took the medicinal oil, poured it into his hand, looked at the injury on the other person's shoulder, gently applied the medicinal oil, and wiped it away.

Ling Jing shrank when she touched him.

Soon it stopped moving. She applied medicine to him and looked at the large mark on it. She didn't know why, but her eyes suddenly felt sore.

There was an unspeakable emotion welling up in my chest.

The dust on his clothes, the injuries on his shoulders, and the tired look he showed when he went upstairs just now.

She has never lived at the bottom of society, but she has heard and seen it, and can imagine what Ling Jing has been through these days.

She also remembered what a proud personality Ling Jing was when they first met.

My heart felt a slight, gentle tingling. After rubbing the medicinal oil on him, seeing that his back was always facing her, she closed her eyes, put down the medicine bottle, and stretched out her hand to wrap around Ling Jing's waist.

Her face was pressed against his back, and the smell of the medicinal oil was a bit irritating.

But she could hear Ling Jing's heartbeat through her chest, beating on her heart like a drum.

At this moment, she gave up all struggle.

"Ling Jing. Let's be together."

Hahahahahaha. One update. In the first game, Ling Shao won completely. La la la. Do you think this is the end? Hum, naive, this is just the beginning.

Continue tomorrow. I wish you a nice weekend!