To My Dear Mr. Huo

Ling Jing stubbornly refused to let Su Peizhen leave. If she could really forgive herself, why didn't she let it all go?

He and she both had good times. No?

He didn't forget, he didn't believe she forgot. The two of them are so compatible, whether they are in bed or off the bed, they actually have a tacit understanding, don't they?

They really loved each other, didn't they?

"Is it so important how it starts? Isn't the process and the result more important?"

Su Peizhen turned to look into his eyes. The light in the box was not very bright. But she could see Ling Jing's eyes clearly.

"For me, yes. The process and the result are important, but the beginning is also important."

………………

Su Peizhen was sitting in the driver's car and when passing by Rongcheng Jiangxin Park, he found someone setting off fireworks there.

Today is Christmas. There were many people celebrating outside. She asked the driver to slow down a little and looked at the fireworks outside, her eyes a little blurry.

When she left the box where Ling Jing was, she heard five words suddenly spoken by Ling Jing as she closed the door.

"Pei Zhen, I love you."

The uncharacteristically low and hoarse voice was full of pain and entanglement.

At that moment, Su Peizhen's footsteps stopped abruptly. In the end, he still left without looking back.

In the past, she didn't care about things outside her body, nor did she care about other people's eyes.

But this entanglement with Ling Jing made her see through many things.

In fact, if it was just the misunderstanding that day, she really wouldn't take it to heart. She understands impulsive decisions.

She could somewhat see Ling Jing's personality after being together for so long.

But she really couldn't forgive Ling Jing's initial motives and the hurtful words he said.

She doesn't like to dig into people's old scores. But similarly, she doesn't like others to dig into her old scores.

She can maintain this connection with Su Qingsang now because Su Qingsang can let go. She can, and so can she.

When many people talk about things that have nothing to do with them, they always like to just say it and let it go.

But I don’t know that sometimes the hurt is hard to get through.

Closing his eyes, Su Peizhen emptied his mind and left Ling Jing behind, thinking about nothing.

………………

Japan, Kyoto.

Su Peizhen stood in front of the simple wooden door. She turned around and glanced at Caiping.

"We arrived about half a month late. The maple leaves here are almost all gone."

Rurikoin Temple is a relatively niche attraction in Kyoto, Japan. It is open twice a year. Enjoy cherry blossom viewing once in spring and maple leaf viewing in autumn.

Su Peizhen and the others arrived late and had already passed the opening hours, but they could vaguely see the red leaves on the mountain and the shadow of autumn.

The weather is nice today. It has been three days since she and Xiang Caiping came to Japan.

Two days ago I took Xiang Caiping to Tianlong Temple and Qingshui Temple. Xiang Caiping has been to Japan once before, but that time Su Qingsang took her to Tokyo. There are also hot springs in Nara.

This time Su Peizhen brought her to Kyoto, but she had never been there before. I was very excited all the way.

Of course, I am excited not because I can come and play, but because I can come with my daughter. This made her happier than the last time she went to Europe with a ginseng group.

"Mom, the open season has passed here. I wonder if they will let us in. Just wait a minute and I'll ask."

"She, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if she can't. Anyway, when she comes, just exercise and walk around."

"good."

Su Peizhen stepped forward and knocked on the door. After communicating seriously with the people inside, she pointed in the direction of Caiping.

After about five minutes, the people in the temple finally relented and agreed to let them in for a visit.

The low-key and simple wooden door has a well-proportioned early winter scene inside. Although the maple leaf has been ruined, it can still be seen as fiery red.

Xiang Caiping looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her and felt cheerful.

"It's so beautiful here."

"Yes, it's beautiful." Su Peizhen handed a bag to Xiang Caiping: "There is a place here where tourists can copy scriptures. Do you want to copy it?"

The most distinctive thing about this temple is not only the beautiful scenery. Another feature is that it provides guests with copied scriptures. Visitors write down their wishes and offer them in front of the Buddha, asking the Buddha to bless their wishes to come true.

"OK."

Xiang Caiping didn't believe in religion before, but since she recognized her daughter, a series of things happened, and she began to believe in it.

Climbing up the stairs, Su Peizhen took Xiang Caiping up to the second floor.

In addition to enjoying the beautiful scenery, there are also tables where tourists can copy scriptures. Xiang Caiping was very pious, and Su Peizhen was just here to keep her company. Seeing her look like that, he sat down.

She does not believe in Buddhism and does not understand Buddhist scriptures. Looking at the words above, there is a strange yet familiar feeling.

We all know the words and put them together, but we don’t know what they mean. After looking at Xiang Caiping, she picked up the pen and started copying.

One stroke at a time, one word at a time. Slowly, the whole person became so focused that he didn't even know there was an extra person in the room.

After copying, the last space is blank to write your name and wish.

After writing the name, Su Peizhen was stunned for a long time. Is it her wish?

Thinking about her current living situation, she really didn't seem to have any aspirations. The relationship with Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue has eased, and the relationship with Xiang Caiping has become closer.

Even Su Qingsang, whom he had always disliked seeing before, has now regained contact with her.

Don't worry too much about the company, as long as she doesn't seek death. She believes that her life will only get better, not worse, before she retires.

Then she really couldn't think of what she wished for.

Looking out the window, the red and green mountain scenery fell into his eyes. Life is too short. Just a few more springs and autumns before the four seasons change, and a lifetime will pass by.

She closed her eyes and wrote eight words.

——Without desire, one is strong; without love, one is strong.

After finishing writing, I found that Xiang Caiping was still copying. She stood up quietly, trying to stretch her muscles.

His eyes saw the figure sitting on the other side. For a moment she thought there was something wrong with her eyes.

Ling Jing? Why is he here?

Ling Jing sat diagonally across from her, with his head lowered and copying scriptures there attentively.

Su Peizhen felt a little uncomfortable for no reason. She wanted to say something, but she seemed unable to say anything.

The Japanese room was very quiet. Ling Jing seemed to be copying very seriously and did not notice that she had finished copying.

At this time, there were no other tourists. Su Peizhen stood up, turned away, walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside.

The mountain wind is strong and it is a bit cold in Kyoto this season. She crossed her arms, her mood was complicated and difficult to express.

Xiang Caiping finished copying it quickly. She got up and walked to her and asked her where to put the copied sutras.

Su Peizhen took the piece of scripture from her hand and said, "Just put it in the Buddhist hall downstairs and offer it in front of the Buddha."

Xiang Caiping was about to speak, but when she realized there were others present, she whispered, "Let's go down."

Su Peizhen nodded and forced himself not to look in Ling Jing's direction. Unexpectedly, Ling Jing also finished copying it.

He stood up, walked to them, smiled at them, and nodded.

Xiang Caiping, who was always enthusiastic, smiled back.

When Ling Jing saw Xiang Caiping's smile, she immediately wanted to speak out, but when she saw Su Peizhen's gloomy expression, he had no choice but to hold back.

Went straight downstairs.

After leaving the Japanese room, go downstairs and cross the lobby to reach the Buddhist hall of Rurikoin Temple. At this time, there were monks chanting sutras inside.

Although the words were spoken in a language that Xiang Caiping could not understand, it could not diminish the piety in her heart.

"I'm going to pay homage to the Buddha. Please help me put this confession on the case."

"Okay." Su Peizhen nodded. She walked to the Buddha's case with the two copied scriptures and saw Xiang Caiping's wish written on them at a glance.

——I hope my daughter Su Pei can really be happy.

This simple sentence made Su Peizhen's heart tremble. I know very well in my heart that Xiang Caiping has always been a very traditional and simple woman. But I was still moved by this prayer.

Compared to her, she seemed much colder. When she put the scriptures on the Buddhist table, she saw the handwritten Buddhist scripture on the top.

I glanced over and saw her name on it.

——I hope Su Pei can really forgive me and stay with me.

"..."

childish. ridiculous. boring.

Do you think he will be moved if he does such a thing? Will you forgive him and agree to be with him?

Su Peizhen put the copied Buddhist scriptures on the table expressionlessly, took a step back, and when she saw Xiang Caiping worshiping the Buddha devoutly, she also clasped her hands together and closed her eyes sincerely.

She has no wish in her heart except that Xiang Caiping is in good health and that the people she cares about are safe and well.

Feeling the slight movement around her, she looked to her side.

Ling Jing didn't even leave yet, and stood beside her very religiously, with her hands clasped together and her eyes closed tightly.

Su Peizhen looked at his actions and thought about the wish he just wrote. The hands hanging by his sides tightened, and he quickly looked away as if nothing had happened.

Xiang Caiping just happened to have recovered. She walked up to Xiang Caiping and motioned to Xiang Caiping to leave with her.

The exit was on the other side, along the corridor of the Japanese-style building. The two passed through another Japanese room and left the main building.

Coming out of it, the cold wind blew on Xiang Caiping's face: "The temperature here is okay, not colder than Rongcheng."

"Yeah." She looked at the weather forecast before and it seemed that it would snow in Rongcheng in the next few days.

"I don't know if it will snow here, but it would be beautiful if it does."

"If you like it, I'll come with you when it snows here."

"That's no need." Xiang Caiping clapped her hand and smiled gently: "You are already busy with work, so you don't need to accompany me, an old woman, every day. If I want to come next time, I can just follow the group."

Su Peizhen didn't answer. Xiang Caiping's requirements for her were really too low.

While talking, the two people had already reached the steps. I heard very light footsteps behind me.

Su Peizhen was still thinking of speeding up her pace, but Ling Jing behind her approached them at this moment and walked to them.

Yesterday, someone guessed it right, hahahaha, Ling Shao is going to make a bigger move.