To My Dear Mr. Huo

"He hit him. At that time..." Xiaoye was still about to speak, but Su Peizhen was already staring at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was startled by Su Peizhen's gaze.

He was wearing the uniform of a certain taxi company and could tell he was a taxi driver.

"It's none of my business. The things she bought fell on the floor. She suddenly rushed out to pick them up, and I didn't have time to brake."

The driver died unjustly. If he hadn't seen that Xiang Caiping was in so much pain that he even fainted, he would have thought he was in trouble.

He had just dropped off the guests and just started to drive away when he bumped into Xiang Caiping. He was driving so slowly, but Xiang Caiping fell down immediately. What is it if it's not porcelain?

But who knew that when he was sent to the hospital, the doctor directly said he was going to have surgery.

As a result, he had been detained here by Xiaoye and refused to leave, and he still felt very wronged.

"That's it." Xiaoye quickly grabbed the excited Su Peizhen: "The weather is nice today, so I said I would go out to buy groceries. Aunt Xiang said she was bored and wanted to go with me. Then when we passed the fruit stall, Aunt Xiang looked at the oranges and was very happy. Okay, let’s buy some. But when we walked back, we were going to take a taxi, but the bag Aunt Xiang was carrying was torn for some reason. A few oranges rolled onto the road, and I originally said I would pick them up. But Aunt Xiang ran over one step faster than me. Then she was hit."

"It's really none of my business." The middle-aged man waved his hands: "I drive very slowly."

"Didn't you hit someone because you were driving too slowly?" Xiaoye was furious. The driver wanted to run away just after he entered the hospital, but she kept holding him back to prevent him from running away.

Su Peizhen didn't care. She couldn't calm down at all at this moment: "You'd better pray that my mother is okay, otherwise this matter will never end."

The middle-aged man had a grimace on his face. I couldn't help but look at Ling Jing: "Brother, please advise your wife. This responsibility really does not belong to me. I am just a taxi driver. I have no money."

When he heard the word wife, the corners of his lips rose a little. Su Peizhen glared at the driver: "Who do you think is his wife?"

"Not my wife?" The taxi driver nodded: "It's okay if she's not, so fierce."

"What did you say? Say it again? You hit my mother and you are still reasonable, right?"

"Okay, okay." Ling Jing looked at Su Peizhen's appearance and nodded towards the middle-aged man. He turned to look at Su Peizhen and patted his shoulder.

"Calm down. Auntie will be fine."

Su Peizhen couldn't calm down at all. She glanced at Ling Jing and stopped talking. But she was sitting there in a very bad state, with a face full of anxiety.

"Sister Su?"

Xiaoye was a little frightened, and just now she was just dragging the driver to prevent him from running away. She didn't listen carefully to what the doctor said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of my aunt."

Su Peizhen didn't say anything. She knew Xiang Caiping's personality. Even if he succeeds in starting his own business and makes money, he still retains his previous habits, reluctant to eat or wear clothes.

"none of your business."

Ling Jing waved her hand: "Go and clean up. I don't know what's going on with Auntie. No matter what the situation is, since she had surgery, she should be hospitalized. Now go back and bring her a change of clothes." Then bring some daily necessities. Make some porridge when you come here."

"Okay. I'll go now."

Xiaoye left after hearing this. The driver stood there at a loss. Ling Jing glanced at him: "Although you said that you are not responsible for today's matter, we have to wait for the traffic police to determine the responsibility for the accident. Do you agree?"

"Agree, agree. But it's really none of my business. She just broke in suddenly, and I didn't even see her squatting there."

The middle-aged man kept explaining, and Ling Jing glanced at him: "You go ahead and let the traffic police inform you when there are results."

"Okay. Thank you. Sir, you are such a good person. We are running a taxi, and a delay of half a day will affect a lot of money."

While speaking, he glanced at Su Peizhen again: "I really didn't mean to bump into your mother."

Ling Jing stopped talking, just waved her hand, and the man left.

The corridor became quiet, and Su Peizhen sat motionless as if he had lost all his strength.

Seeing her like this, Ling Jing helped her sit down on a bench nearby.

"Calm down, Auntie will be fine."

Su Peizhen shook his head and said nothing. Ling Jing saw her like this, thought for a moment, stretched out her hand and hugged her into her arms.

"Don't worry, it will be fine. Didn't you listen to the driver? He was driving very slowly. I believe Auntie is fine."

"Is she really going to be fine?" Su Peizhen looked at him, as if wanting a guarantee.

"Definitely, believe me." Ling Jing looked at Su Peizhen: "You also heard what the driver said, he was not driving very fast. And the doctors are still rescuing him. I believe he will be fine."

Su Peizhen didn't speak. She sat there and looked at the lights in the operating room.

"You don't understand at all, you don't know anything." It has nothing to do with whether the speed is fast or slow.

As people get older, they are more likely to have problems.

Su Peizhen let him hold her and did not push him away: "She had been in a car accident before and was almost paralyzed."

Ling Jing didn't know this happened, Su Peizhen's eyes turned red and tears fell.

"That time she had a car accident, it was actually because of me."

If she hadn't had the trouble of going to Xiang Caiping before, she wouldn't have been pushed away by Luo Meishan and the others. There will be no car accidents.

"She abandoned me a long time ago. I didn't like her before, and after I got to know her, I disliked her again."

"I always feel that she is not good. She is not like me, not like my original mother, who is noble and decent, and is grand in everything she says and does. I always despise her for being stingy, I despise her for always talking about me, me, I even despise her. The guilty look in your eyes every time you see me.”

"She's always like this. She thinks it's her fault that I'm going to jail. She thinks it's because she abandoned me and didn't take good care of me, which is why I went astray. In fact, that's not the case."

Su Peizhen closed his eyes: "She is actually a very traditional, very pitiful woman. She just loves me. She just doesn't know how to love."

"When I came out of prison, she asked me what I wanted every day."

"She didn't have a car herself, but she didn't want to give it up, but she bought me a car. In fact, she didn't know anything about cars. She heard that Ferraris were better, so she bought a Ferrari. She didn't even think about whether it was suitable for me."

"She is the same now. Even if I ask her to have a driver, she doesn't want one. She just likes to go out by herself in the car every day."

"I was very bad to her, really." Su Peizhen was holding Ling Jing's clothes, her eyes were a little hot: "Do you know? I was really not good to her at all."

"But she never cared about it. She always felt that she was not good enough. She felt that it was all her fault."

Su Peizhen couldn't talk anymore. Thinking about it seriously, Xiang Caiping really gave her everything in the past two years.

But how much did she repay?

"If something happens to her, I really, really will never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

With tears blurring her eyes, Ling Jing looked at her and held her tightly in her arms.

"It's okay, it's okay. She won't blame you. She loves you. She loves you. So she won't think about it."

"Really?"

"Yes." Ling Jing patted her back: "All mothers are the same."

Su Peizhen was in tears. No matter how strong she is, she can't resist the fragility in her heart. Xiang Caiping is one of her weaknesses.

She was separated from her daughter for the first half of her life. She finally found her daughter but was not close to her.

She even disliked her once.

"Am I a terrible daughter?"

"No." Ling Jing looked at her and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from Nizi's eyes: "You are a very good daughter."

"real?"

"Yes." Ling Jing nodded: "I think Auntie thinks so too. She will be proud of you."

Su Peizhen stopped talking. She was always a very calm and rational person. After being so comforted by Ling Jing, her mood slowly calmed down.

After calming down, she realized that her current posture with Ling Jing——

The two of them were close together, her hands still holding Ling Jing's front, and Ling Jing's hands embracing her body.

Su Peizhen suddenly blushed and stepped back a little.

Ling Jing tightened her waist, preventing her from breaking away.

"Ling Jing——"

"I remember I said that." Ling Jing held her waist with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, making her look at him.

"If you appear in front of me again, will I never let you go again?"

"Ling Jing." Su Peizhen couldn't believe that at this time, he still had the thought to say this: "My mother is undergoing surgery inside."

"So what?" Ling Jing raised her eyebrows and didn't pay attention to her words at all: "Auntie will be fine. And you, from now on, are mine."

"I -" Su Peizhen's lips moved, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "It was clearly you who appeared in front of me."

"So?" Ling Jing looked at her with a touch of sarcasm in her eyes: "So it was I who forced you to get into my car, and it was I who forced you to hold on to my clothes? It was I who forced you to lean into my arms. cry?"

"I'm not crying?"

"You're not crying?" Ling Jing lowered her head and glanced at the patch of front that seemed to be wet with Su Peizhen's tears: "So, is it raining outside? Did I accidentally get rainwater?"

Su Peizhen's rare aura weakened. She gritted her teeth and looked at Ling Jing, embarrassed and annoyed: "Ling Jing, my mother is still in there for surgery."

At a time like this, he was thinking about other things?

Su Peizhen was very angry.

"I know. Change to something fresher." Ling Jing stared at her face, his gaze seemed to swallow her up: "Your mother is undergoing surgery, and you are mine. There is no conflict."

Just a bummer.

Su Peizhen waved his hand away: "I'm not in the mood now."

"It doesn't matter, I'm in the mood." Ling Jing pinched her chin again: "Besides, I can wait until you are in the mood."

His eyes were burning, and the meaning revealed in them was obvious.

This time, she couldn't escape.

Hahahahahaha. OK. Then the sweetness begins. Continue tomorrow.