To My Dear Mr. Huo

don't want. What don't you want?

Ling Jing got a little closer. Su Peizhen was in a daze due to illness, and her voice was very thin and soft, so she couldn't hear her clearly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her face, then moved a little closer to her lips.

Because of her fever, her breath was hot. He was waiting for her to speak, but he didn't.

When he got up and wanted to leave, Su Peizhen started talking in his sleep again.

"don't want--"

"Dad. Don't—"

"mom."

"why why?"

…

The next few sentences were finally heard more clearly, but Ling Jing was stunned. He stared at Su Peizhen's face, thinking about the information he had investigated.

"Mom. Why?"

He stood up straight and stared directly at Su Peizhen's face.

For a period of time after Su Peizhen was imprisoned, he would dream about his past life almost every night.

When she was still the eldest lady of the Su family, when she was still Li Qianxue's daughter. She still remembered how she was held in Li Qianxue's arms and listened to her telling fairy tales.

She also remembered how she was carefully cultivated by Li Qianxue, from playing chess, calligraphy and painting, to business and economics.

She still remembered how Li Qianxue thought about her and arranged a marriage like Qiu Yanbo's for her. She thought it was the best marriage.

She also remembered how Li Qianxue and Su Chenghui guarded her hospital bed every step of the way when she was sick, fearing that she would feel any discomfort.

Those memories were so profound that unless Su Peizhen lost her memory, she would never be able to throw away the previous twenty years of her life.

But later, she was in prison, serving her sentence day after day. After waiting day after day, except for Xiang Caiping, Li Qianxue never came, and she understood.

What cannot go back can never go back.

What she lost can never be regained.

Everything she once owned ended up being someone else's. He has nothing to do with her anymore.

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She still remembers her first birthday in prison. Except for Xiang Caiping who came to see her early in the morning, no one else said blessings to her.

Obviously, her birthday in the first year before would always be the grandest and grandest event in Lin City.

She will receive countless expensive gifts, and countless people who want to have a relationship with the Su family and Li family will come to congratulate her.

The most important thing is that she will have her parents, grandpa, and younger brother Su Yuxin on her birthday.

Those were the family members she cherished most.

But when she celebrated her birthday again, none of those people showed up again.

She kept waiting, and kept waiting, until at twelve o'clock in the evening, the flame went out, and she finally understood that she could never go back, never go back to the past.

Since that day, I never dreamed about her past or her past again.

But today, she didn't know what was going on. Falling into that nightmare again.

She dreamed that Li Qianxue broke up with Su Chenghui, and she dreamed that Li Qianxue looked at her. Her tearful eyes seemed very helpless: "You are not my daughter. Wrong, everything is wrong."

Su Chenghui smiled bitterly at her in his dream: "I'm sorry, Peizhen, it was me who hurt you."

"Pei Zhen, forgive me."

"Pei Zhen, I'm sorry for you."

Su Chenghui's voice was like a magic spell to Su Peizhen. Playing it back over and over again only reminded her over and over again that she was not Li Qianxue's child.

So what if he's not a child of the Li family?

Can a relationship of more than twenty years be said to be gone?

She really doesn't understand. Later, she didn't want to understand anymore.

But maybe it was illness, maybe those were her deepest desires. Su Peizhen lay there helplessly, with the softest and most secret part of his body exposed to the public.

She thought no one would know, but she didn't know that Ling Jing beside her had been standing by the bed, staring at Su Peizhen's face.

Watch her talk in her sleep, watch her talk in her sleep, watch her cry in her sleep.

Ling Jing subconsciously stretched out her hand, and when she was about to touch Su Peizhen's cheek, he suddenly took his hand back.

He took a step back and stared at Su Peizhen's face with an unpredictable expression.

………………

Su Peizhen slept a little too long this time. When I opened my eyes, it was dark outside.

She had a severe headache, blinked her eyes, and couldn't tell where she was for a moment.

The lights came on in the room, and the sudden brightness made her squint her eyes.

Someone helped her body up, and there was a warm touch on her lips. The warm water entered her throat and she swallowed instinctively.

It was also at this time that I saw clearly who the person in front of me was.

Ling Jing was holding a cup and feeding her water carefully. His eyebrows were gentle, and at this moment, the monster's face actually looked a bit gentle.

She was stunned for a moment and made no further reaction.

"You're awake, then take the medicine." Ling Jing said. He put the cup in his hand on the bedside table, poured out the medicine, and put it into Su Peizhen's mouth.

bitter. The pills were very bitter, Su Peizhen frowned. Ling Jing gave her water again.

She was sick and taking medicine, her mouth became more and more bitter. Her beautiful eyebrows are so twisted that she can almost pinch a mosquito to death.

"What's wrong?" Ling Jing looked at her with concern. Su Peizhen looked at the tenderness in his eyes and blurted out that bitter word for some reason.

"Bitter?" Ling Jing looked at her, then at the medicine beside her, and suddenly came over and kissed her lips.

She was still sick, she had no strength at all, and her mouth was extremely bitter. But the man still didn't dislike her at all and gave her a deep kiss directly.

She was completely unresponsive, and her fever delayed her sanity longer than usual. All the body can feel is the breath of a man, the taste of a man.

She snuggled into his arms weakly, letting him kiss her as much as he wanted. Until he finally let her go.

He gently touched her lips, his eyes as gentle as water.

"Isn't this going to be a pain in the ass?"

While talking, he took the pillow on the side and put it behind her.

"I asked Xiao Zhao to come over and cook some porridge. Since you are sick, you can only eat something light."

Su Peizhen stopped talking and watched Ling Jing get up and bring her porridge. Before she could reach out to take it, the man had already started feeding her.

It can be seen that Ling Jing has no experience in doing this at all, and his movements are very clumsy.

The spoon was not put into her mouth, but placed to her lips. The slightly hot temperature made her avoid it: "Hot."

"Hot?" Ling Jing glanced at the spoon, blew on it, and handed the spoon to her again.

It wasn't hot this time, Su Peizhen opened his mouth. The porridge is very bland and there is no taste in her mouth now. Everything she eats is the same.

Just looking at Ling Jing, she suddenly felt a strange feeling.

His relationship with her was based on money. It was normal for Ling Jing to please her, but there was no need for him to do this.

As the porridge entered his stomach bit by bit, Su Peizhen kept looking at Ling Jing. He was also looking at her, his brows and eyes focused, which actually softened his usually monstrous appearance.

At this moment, Su Peizhen's usually calm mind had a slight fluctuation that was difficult to detect.

After finishing the porridge, Ling Jing put the bowl aside.

"How are you feeling? Do you still want to sleep?"

Su Peizhen shook his head: "Give me your phone."

cell phone? Ling Jing thought that when she heard the ringtone of her cell phone just now, she originally wanted to answer Su Peizhen's call. Didn't pick up after all.

A small impatience will mess up a big plan. He is patient and can endure it.

Holding his mobile phone, Su Peizhen looked at Ling Jing with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

There were a total of ten missed calls on her mobile phone, including those from Xiang Caiping, Su Chenghui, and Lin Feixing.

She drank the porridge and felt much better. She called Xiang Caiping first.

"Pei Zhen, Feixing said he couldn't find you, so he came to find you at home. Where are you?"

"Mom, I'm fine. I just turned my phone on silent and didn't receive the call."

"Why is your voice so hoarse?"

"I'm fine, I just have a cold."

"Are you sick?" Xiang Caiping suddenly became nervous: "Where are you? Are you in Rongyuan? I'm coming to see you now."

"Mom, no need. I took the medicine and it's almost done. I'll just stay and take a nap."

"Are you really okay?"

"I'm really fine. Mom, don't worry. It's just a little cold. I'll be fine after a nap."

How dare Su Peizhen let Xiang Caiping come over? If she really comes, how will she explain when she meets Ling Jing?

"Then you have a good rest. By the way, call Feixing later. He is very worried about you."

"I know, I will."

After hanging up the phone, Su Peizhen called Su Chenghui again. He was in Lin City. Lin Feixing called Su Peizhen and she didn't answer, so he tried to contact Su Chenghui.

Su Chenghui heard Su Peizhen's voice and knew that she had a cold, so he asked her to have a good rest.

"I'll see you in two days."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Su Peizhen had a headache, but she did remember that she agreed to go on a business trip with Lin Feixing today.

"Sorry." As soon as the call was connected, Su Peizhen apologized first: "I caught a cold. I feel uncomfortable. I haven't gone to the airport since I slept until now."

"Are you sick?" Lin Feixing's tone suddenly changed: "Where are you? I came over to see you. I went to your house to look for you, but your mother said you were not at home."

"I'm in an apartment near my company. You don't need to come. I'll just take a nap. I'm just sorry that I missed my appointment today. I might have to trouble you to explain it later."

"It doesn't matter. If you are sick, you should have a good rest first. I will go on this trip by myself. Please pay attention to your health."

"Okay." Su Peizhen really felt sorry: "Sorry to trouble you. I'm really sorry this time."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were sick."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Jing happened to come in from outside. When she called Xiang Caiping before, he went out.

Such a thoughtful gesture made Su Peizhen look at him differently.

This man is really pestering when he is pestering people, but sometimes he makes people feel very gentlemanly.

He is obviously a gangster, but he still has the temperament of a gentleman? Also magical.

Ling Jing came in and saw Su Peizhen holding a mobile phone and looking at her. He took a few steps forward, took out the mobile phone from her palm and put it aside.

"You haven't recovered from your illness yet. Get more rest."

As he spoke, he put her hand in his palm and held it tightly.

"Business matters can never be finished. When your body collapses, there will be nothing left."

Su Peizhen was silent. It felt very subtle to say such words from the mouth of someone like Ling Jing.

"Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

"No." Su Peizhen shook his head: "I feel very uncomfortable. I want to take a bath."

"Let me wash it for you."

Ling Jing volunteered, but Su Peizhen instinctively refused: "No."

If it hadn't been for him yesterday, she wouldn't have gotten sick or caught a cold.

Ling Jing circled her body as she was about to get up and stared at her face: "Don't worry, I'm not so beastly as to bully a patient."

Su Pei really didn't believe this, but Ling Jing had already stood up and headed towards the bathroom.

After putting hot water on Su Peizhen, when he came out again, he saw that Su Peizhen was really planning to get out of bed. He quickly stepped forward and picked her up.

"Ling Jing, let me down."

"I told you, I'll help you."

Ling Jing's eyes were gentle and she looked at Su Peizhen intently. If Su Peizhen refuses later, he will never say it again.

After the clothes were taken off, Su Peizhen looked at Ling Jing's movements and felt shy for the first time.

Soon, the body was put into the bathtub. The water temperature was very suitable and the body was surrounded by water.

If Ling Jing hadn't messed with her in the bathtub yesterday, she wouldn't have caught a cold. She looked at Ling Jing defensively at first.

Later I found out that when he said he was helping her take a bath, he really was actually helping her take a bath.

With strong palms and gentle touches, she watched Ling Jing clean her body. At that moment, she suddenly returned to her childhood.

There were servants at home, but Li Qianxue and Su Chenghui really doted on her.

Many times they would rather do this kind of parent-child time by themselves.

Li Qianxue bathed her, and Su Chenghui gently dried her hair.

His palm touched that extremely secret place, and Su Peizhen felt his face burning badly for a moment.

For Ling Jing, this bath was also extremely difficult.

The nephrite jade was warm and fragrant in her arms. Because of her illness, the beauty in the bathtub lost her usual fierce aura and became a bit more delicate.

That different look brings new excitement.

He wished he could kill this damn woman right here.

He suppressed his inner impulse and suppressed the almost uncontrollable excitement in his lower body.

He calmly bathed her, then picked her up and wiped her.

From beginning to end, his movements were extremely gentle. Su Peizhen was held in his arms and returned to the room.

He wiped her dry carefully and put her on the bed.

"have a good rest."

Su Peizhen is still sick and weak. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall asleep.

It's just that I slept too much during the day. Although I was sleepy, I couldn't fall asleep so quickly.

Ling Jing followed her onto the bed and lay down next to her, reaching out to wrap her in his arms.

"Go to sleep."

She looked up at him, and he smiled at her, leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

"I'll sleep with you. After some sleep, your illness will be cured."

False reasoning. , but I have never heard that illness can be cured by sleeping. Su Pei really wanted to refute, but after her body was wrapped in his arms, she really relaxed.

Closing her eyes and feeling Ling Jing's hot chest in front of her, she finally indulged herself and fell into a deep sleep.

Her body subconsciously leaned towards Ling Jing, pressing tightly against his chest.

That gesture of attachment made Ling Jing raise the corners of her lips. There was a flash of pride in his eyes.

Sorry, I fell asleep in the dark room yesterday. This is an update to make up for yesterday’s update. Still available today. I'm going to write now. Everyone expressed their gratitude. Vacation, you know. The kid is at home. Very noisy. So I can only take the time to write.

I love you, okay. Call the collection again. Remember to collect Yue Ma's new article "Rebirth of Military Marriage and Fire". Thank you little fairies.