The car drove forward for a while, and Pei Yan suddenly stepped on the brakes. Hua Jin, who was feeling dizzy and sleepy, suddenly opened her eyes wide: "What's wrong?!"
"There seems to be someone lying in front." Pei Yan looked ahead with a serious expression. Hua Jin followed his line of sight and saw a person lying less than ten meters away from the car. The person was lying on the ground, motionless, and she didn't know what happened. She turned around and found Pei Yan was about to get out of the car to check, so she reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Wait, don't rush down, I'll call the emergency and the police first."
Pei Yan was slightly stunned, and then he understood why Hua Jin wanted to stop him from getting out of the car: "There is a surveillance camera in the car."
"Even if there are surveillance cameras, you should be more cautious." Hua Jin finished the call and let go of Pei Yan's sleeve. "Your identity is different from that of ordinary people. As long as someone with ulterior motives hypes up a story about a rich second-generation hitting someone to death, the entire Internet will be in an uproar. Even if you show the surveillance video, there will be people who choose to turn a blind eye and deaf ear, and continue to use this matter to vent their negative emotions."
"I'd better get off. Anyway, I have no money and no status..." Before Hua Jin could finish her words, Pei Yan pressed her down on the chair. He took off his suit vest, rolled up his sleeves and said, "As a girl, you shouldn't try to be brave enough to watch such a bloody scene. I'm not a celebrity. No matter how much others say, can it affect my eating and sleeping?"
Pei Yan got out of the car, took out a medicine box from the trunk filled with local specialties, and walked up to the fainted person.
The man lying on the ground had blood on his clothes, and it was unclear where he was injured. Pei Yan did not dare to turn him over. He bent down and reached out to feel his breath, and he was still alive.
Pei Yan turned around and went back to the car to find his suit jacket and covered the injured person with it.
He turned around and saw Hua Jin getting out of the car with a pale face. He stood up and said to her, "Don't come over here."
"Yeah." Hua Jin stopped and asked, "Is he okay?"
"He's still alive." Pei Yan looked down at the medical box thrown aside, "But he's injured, I can't move him." Looking at the blood flowing from the injured man's body, "Don't come over to see me, I'm afraid you can't bear it."
Hua Jin held the car door, took two deep breaths, looked up and said to Pei Yan: "The hospital has just called me back, and they will be here soon." After that, she sat back in the passenger seat, bent down and touched her knees, her palms were cold.
She didn't know how long it had been before she heard the sounds of sirens and ambulances. After the traffic police and ambulance arrived, nearby villagers who had heard the news also came and gathered together, talking about the incident.
The traffic police took photos at the scene, and after confirming that the traffic accident had nothing to do with Pei Yan and his friends, they copied a copy of the surveillance footage and took it back.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" After the traffic police and the ambulance took the injured away, Pei Yan saw Hua Jin sitting in the car and drinking water non-stop. His face was extremely pale. "Are you sick?"
"Maybe... my makeup was smudged and I didn't touch it up." Hua Jin put down the drink bottle. "It's already five o'clock in the afternoon. By the time we get back to the hotel, it will be dark soon, right?"
Pei Yan glanced at her and started the car: "It will take about two hours to get back to the hotel in Jiangjiu City from here. You should get some sleep first."
Hua Jin nodded, closed her eyes and said nothing more.
It was quiet along the way, and Pei Yan adjusted the temperature in the car. When the car arrived at the hotel's open-air parking lot, it was already dark. He looked down and saw a notebook under the seat. He picked it up, but he didn't know that there were many small pieces of paper inside, and two of them fell on him.
The words on the paper were very delicate, and the content was about the characteristics of embroidery in various places and their unique advantages. He tilted his head to look at Hua Jin, and carefully put the paper back into the notebook.
"Are we there?" Hua Jin opened her eyes dazedly, twisted her aching neck, and looked down to find a coat covering her body. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. I'm afraid you'll get sick in my car, and I still have to take care of you." Pei Yan turned off the air conditioner in the car and turned off the engine. "Get out when you wake up. Save some gas for me."
"Are rich people also so stingy?" Hua Jin folded his coat, stood up, opened the door and walked out.
"Diligence and thrift are the fine traditions of our Chinese nation. No matter how rich you are, you must not lose this virtue." Pei Yan got out of the car and closed the door. "What's wrong with being thrifty?"
Hua Jin: “…”
It made so much sense that she couldn't refute it.
When she went to bed at night, she woke up several times, probably because the bed was too soft. She seemed to be back on the crowded train, surrounded by a strange smell. She seemed to be back to that rainy night, her whole body was so cold that she thought she would never live again.
The next morning, she opened her eyes, looked at the sunlight outside the window, rubbed her face, and got out of bed.
It's a new day and the sun is shining.
When boarding the return flight, Hua Jin was not on the same flight as Pei Yan. She sat in a window seat and sent a thank you message to Pei Yan via WeChat. But Pei Yan did not reply to her message until her phone was turned off before the plane took off.
After returning to her residence, Hua Jin suddenly got an inspiration and started to embroider the panda embroidered handkerchief customized by netizens for the theme of "Winter is not too cold".
What the old lady wanted was not the panda handkerchief, but the love her mother had for her. It is said that old children are like old children. Sometimes the hobbies of the elderly are very similar to those of children. What she should consider is not how to show her exquisite embroidery skills, but how to embroider the embroidery that customers like.
The grandmother's mother was not a professional embroiderer, so the pandas she embroidered might not be beautiful, but every stitch was full of love. She knew she was about to go to the front line, and when she embroidered this handkerchief, she was filled with reluctance and blessings for her daughter.
She wanted her daughter to remember all the good things, her love, not separation and sadness.
Slowly calming down, Hua Jin embroidered several different panda handkerchiefs at home, some of which were delicate and lifelike, some were full of childishness, and some were full of joy. Each embroidery pattern was different, and the pandas' postures were also different, but Hua Jin embroidered them very smoothly.
This feeling is hard to describe, as if her whole body and mind were immersed in the world of embroidery. She was no longer herself, but a great woman who loved her motherland, her daughter, and her family.
It took more than half a month, and when the last handkerchief was finished, Hua Jin stopped sewing.
She let out a long breath, as if all her energy had been drained out of her, and lay lazily on the sofa.
She took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Dong Tian Bu Liang, telling him the address of the store and asking him to come and pick up the embroidery when he had time. After doing all this, Hua Jin felt that the last bit of strength in her body had been drained away. She lay on the sofa for a long time before opening her phone to check Weibo.
There were all kinds of strange messages on the Weibo homepage. Several well-known bloggers reposted the same video. She clicked on it and found out that it was a Weibo post looking for kind-hearted people.
The person in the video said that he had a car accident on a sparsely populated roadside, but was fortunately discovered by a passerby, who called the police and put a coat on him. The video clearly captured the coat, and Hua Jin felt that it looked familiar.
In the comment section, many people were praising the kind-hearted person, and some were praising the victim for being grateful, but one of the popular comments was talking about how expensive the suit was.
Enthusiastic Netizen A: Do you know how expensive this coat is? I can't even afford one with half a year's salary. I suspect the kindhearted person is a celebrity with status and position, so he did the good deed without leaving his name to avoid attracting public opinion.
Under this comment, someone posted a screenshot of the price of the same suit, some speculated who the kind-hearted person was, and more people were wishing this rich man more and more wealth and a happy life.
Hua Jin stared at the screenshot of the suit price and thought of someone in her mind.
Enthusiastic Netizen B: He is rich and kind-hearted. He deserves to enjoy a happy life.
Enthusiastic netizen C: Did the victim have a car accident in Jiangjiu City? My mother told me about this. Half a month ago, she heard that someone had a car accident, so she went to take a look. My mother said that the people who called the police were a young couple, and the man was very good-looking, like a movie star. His girlfriend sat in the car and did not come out, but she looked very beautiful from a distance. If the blogger is really a victim of this car accident, I guess the rescuers may be a celebrity couple who are afraid that their relationship will be exposed, so they do good deeds anonymously.
The comments of enthusiastic netizen C sparked discussions among many netizens, and many people even followed this clue and started to dig into the schedules of various artists for that day in an attempt to find clues.
After reading these messy comments, Hua Jin touched her face happily. It turns out that her appearance has reached the standard of a female star?
"Brother Pei, the master has already embroidered the handkerchief, and has embroidered several different pieces. This efficiency is too high." Yang Shao received the message from the embroiderer and happily sent the other party a big red envelope. He turned his head and said to Pei Yan who was drinking tea, "Thanks to your help this time, the embroiderer embroidered the handkerchief so quickly."
Pei Yan gently shook the teacup and said with his eyelids drooping, "Hmm."
Seeing his cold attitude, Yang Shao didn't care. What does it matter if a strange man who can drink tea in an entertainment venue has a cold attitude?
At this time, someone knocked on the door and came in. Yang Shao saw that it was the two brothers of the Chen family, and turned his head to look at Pei Yan. Seeing that Pei Yan didn't even raise his eyelids, he guessed Pei Yan's attitude and signaled others with his eyes to greet the two brothers of the Chen family, while he continued to accompany Pei Yan to talk.
"Let's go." Pei Yan stood up, not even looking at Chen Sen and Chen Jiang who were moving towards him, "You guys take your time to play."
"Brother Pei, I'll take you out." Yang Shao quickly stood up and took an umbrella from the corner. "It's raining outside. I'll take you out."
Chen Sen looked at Pei Yan's back, and the smile on his face could hardly be maintained. Ever since Pei Yan found out that he had scolded her on the street, she had never looked at him again. He had wanted to take advantage of the crowd today to apologize to Pei Yan, but he didn't expect that the other party would not even give him this little face.
Damn, so angry, but he still had to keep smiling.
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