"We're going back right away. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
Su Jiani thought for a moment, then continued, "Strawberry pudding."
"no problem."
After hanging up the phone, Su Luo stepped out of the elevator and hurried to the parking lot.
Su Luo rode his black scooter home.
This time of day is rush hour, so there are many vehicles on the road and many pedestrians hurrying home.
For safety reasons, Sulo slowed down.
I walked through a small alley and saw a familiar dessert shop.
Just as Su Luo was about to pull over to park.
Bang!
A tremendous impact came from behind!
Immediately afterwards, Su Luo and his car were overturned and fell to the ground.
Su Luo lay sprawled on the concrete road, his elbows aching almost to the point of numbness, the windshield of his helmet cracked like a spider web, and the back of his head throbbing with pain.
Through the hazy windshield, Su Luo squinted and looked over.
The car that hit him was a black Bentley.
The driver's side door was slowly pushed open from the inside.
The person who got off the bus was a tall woman. She was backlit, and the dim streetlights made it difficult for him to see her features clearly.
All I could see were the woman's long, snow-white legs beneath her red dress.
She was wearing a pair of black patent leather high heels with red soles.
The woman walked slowly towards him, and Su Luo raised his hand to take off his helmet.
He finally saw the woman's face clearly; it was a face he knew all too well.
His ex-girlfriend, Song Lingshan.
She is so beautiful that she outshines all top-tier actresses, with striking, deep-set features, captivating fox-like eyes, and amber pupils.
She wore a haute couture burgundy dress and had seaweed-like black curly hair; she was both beautiful and dangerous.
However, Su Luo, the person involved, dared not think too much about it, knowing how formidable this woman was.
He hurriedly stood up, but unfortunately scraped his knee and stumbled, stepping on his own shoelace.
Just as I was about to fall.
Falling into a warm and fragrant embrace.
Su Luo broke free from Song Lingshan's embrace and stepped back.
"you……"
He wanted to say something, but swallowed the rest of his words, afraid that he might accidentally anger her again. He didn't want to be stabbed again.
Song Lingshan stared into Su Luo's timid eyes, couldn't help but reach out and pinch his smooth cheek, teasing him.
"What, don't you recognize me?"
“认, 认” means to recognize or know.
Su Luo and she were more than just acquaintances; they were intimately familiar with each other. They had been together for over three years, more than 1,000 days and nights.
Song Lingshan's smile deepened, her tone playful.
"It's been three years, and you haven't changed at all."
To outsiders, Su Luo's stuttering is a flaw, but to her, it's an endearing trait.
Su Luo looked away, her hands nervously gripping the seams of her pants. "Um, can I...can I go now?"
He wasn't thinking about compensation right now; he just wanted to leave as soon as possible and had nothing to do with Song Lingshan anymore.
Song Lingshan noticed the bright red mark on his elbow and said without a doubt.
"Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital."
No, no need.
As if she hadn't heard him, Song Lingshan opened the passenger door and gestured for him to get in.
Su Luo wanted to refuse again, but when she met the woman's sharp and domineering gaze, she quickly raised her hand to dust off her clothes and immediately got into the car.
Song Lingshan gripped the steering wheel with her fair and slender hands and skillfully started the car.
Su Luo turned her head and looked outside at her electric scooter lying on the ground.
Song Lingshan noticed his worry. "Don't worry, I'll call a tow truck to tow it up in a bit."
Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief, a faint rose scent lingering around her nose, the perfume that Song Lingshan often used.
He raised his hand and pressed down on his still-bleeding elbow.
The car started moving slowly.
Song Lingshan raised her eyebrows slightly and secretly observed her boyfriend, whom she hadn't seen for three years, through the rearview mirror.
She still had the face that I remembered as more beautiful than a woman, her brows furrowed, her dark eyes filled with unease, fine beads of sweat on her full forehead, her hand covering her wound, and bright red blood seeping from between her fingers.
Song Lingshan reached for her purse at her feet, pulled out a box of painkillers, and tossed it to Su Luodao.
"The water is in the back seat."
It will take more than half an hour to get to the hospital. This is a strong painkiller she took when she had a stomachache, and it took effect in ten minutes.
Su Luo unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out two pills, turned around, grabbed an unopened bottle of mineral water, and swallowed them with her mouth full.
After a while, the bleeding almost stopped.
Su Luo took out her phone and told her daughter that she would be home late and that she should go to sleep first.
We arrived at the hospital.
Upon arriving at the emergency room, the doctor examined the wound and, fortunately, found it wasn't deep and didn't require stitches. He simply bandaged it and prescribed some anti-inflammatory and analgesic medication.
There was a dessert shop across from the hospital, and Su Luo bought strawberry pudding. Song Lingshan didn't ask any questions.
The two left the dessert shop side by side.
Back in the car, Song Lingshan asked.
Where do you live now?
Su Luo clutched the bag of strawberry pudding. "Anning Residential Area."
Song Lingshan nodded slightly.
When they arrived at the entrance of the residential area, Su Luo told her to park the car and not to go any further in.
Song Lingshan slammed on the brakes, turned to the side, her fox-like eyes flashing with a dangerous light, and chuckled, "Aren't you going to invite me in for a seat?"
Su Luo clutched the shopping bag tightly, nervously asking, "Weren't we...we broke up?"
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