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Chapter 46
Chapter 46
After Song Ling found the address of Zhaoqin Foreign Trade Company on the map, he did not hesitate and drove directly to the destination.
The map is displayed in Jiangwu District, in the northeast part of the entire Jiangcheng. From Longshan, it just spans more than half of the Jiangcheng.
It was late at night, and the snow in the sky was getting heavier and heavier. Under the dim yellow street lights, there was a desolate and desolate taste.
There are not many vehicles on the road in snowy days, plus
It was late at night, and only Song Ling was galloping along the entire elevated highway.
Snowflakes fell quickly, and the road gradually slipped slightly.
After driving for more than an hour, Song Ling got off the elevated and drove to the vicinity of Zhaoqin Company. The company was a small company and had long since closed.
Braving the rain, Song Ling walked back and forth around the gate several times, but still did not see Shen Zhao.
The snow sleet fell in a hurry, and the ground didn't have time to pile up snow and quickly melted away, and the whole road was wet and muddy.
It was already twelve o'clock, and the phone couldn't get through. Song Ling was a little anxious to find it.
At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. It was Ji Mingshu who called. She was startled, thinking that something was wrong, and answered the phone: "Hello."
After Ji Mingshu drove away from Jia Shi, he suddenly remembered something. The Oppenheimer Blue Diamond that Shen Zhao was carrying had a positioning function, but the terminal equipment was in the company, so she did not go home, but drove directly to the company to find out the exact location.
The positioning device for the blue diamond is no more than 100 meters in radius.
Ji Mingshu said, "Boss, have you forgotten that blue diamond?"
Song Ling was stunned, and then she remembered this matter. She was so anxious tonight that she forgot about it.
Ji Mingshu checked the location on the device and said, "In Green Mountain Park."
Song Ling stood on the side of the road and suddenly raised his head when he heard Ji Mingshu's words. There was a public garden not far across the road. She whispered: "I see." Her hair was all wet at the moment, she hesitated for a moment, and finally lifted her foot and walked into the park.
The park is very big, but there is only a dim yellow street lamp on the side of the road, which makes the whole park dim and blurred, and it is difficult to see.
Song Ling circled around for a long time, and just about to go out through the door next to her, she caught a glimpse of a familiar back in a pavilion in front of her.
Her heart lifted in an instant, she walked over quickly, and shouted, "Shen Zhao—"
In the silent night, the voice was very clear.
In the pavilion, Shen Zhao was sitting on the steps with her arms wrapped around her knees. She heard the voice behind her and her shoulders jumped in shock. She hurriedly turned around and saw Song Ling's figure through the white and fuzzy snow.
She stood up and watched Song Ling walking towards her quickly.
At that moment, everything around her became blurred, and in her eyes, only Song Ling came towards her.
When Song Ling walked to the gazebo, she was in a state of embarrassment. She couldn't remember how long she had walked in the snow. Her mind was chaotic and there was only one thought.
- She wants to find her.
Such thoughts have long exceeded her original plans. She knew that no matter what she did, the people in front of her would never be indifferent, but she still thought of her in her heart.
The two days after leaving Jiangcheng seemed to have passed half a month.
She left Jiangcheng and Shen Zhao like she was angry. She hoped to use such a cold and violent way to make Shen Zhao care about her.
But in the end, she lost, whether Shen Zhao would care about her, she didn't know.
Such a naive approach made herself understand that she cared about Shen Zhao.
She doesn't know since when, her mood will fluctuate with Shen Zhao, she is immersed in the "love" she fantasizes alone, and deceives herself to think that as long as she is tied beside her, one day her Gradually there will be her presence in my heart.
But it turned out that she was ridiculously naive.
Song Ling's eyes were full of exhaustion, snow fell on her cheeks, and the coldness spread from the bottom of her heart.
For the first time, she felt tired and sad.
Shen Zhao raised his head and caught a glimpse of Song Ling's eyes, which contained injuries. At this moment, she was suddenly moved, and after a moment of silence, she lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"
Song Ling stared at her. She was angry at first, but at this moment, she couldn't come out. She lowered her eyes lightly and asked her, "Why is the phone turned off?"
Shen Zhao pursed his lips, looked at her silently, and finally said, "I was robbed. My wallet, mobile phone, and bag were all robbed."
As she talked, tears fell from her eyes drop by drop, and her lips trembled uncontrollably, as if at this moment, those experiences made her gradually afraid.
Song Ling was stunned for a moment, looked up at her, but saw that she did not know when, tears were flowing from her eyes, she heard Shen Zhao crying out of tune, "Song Ling, I... I was robbed."
There was trembling and crying in her voice, and she kept choking. Song Ling could feel how scared Shen Zhao was at the moment.
Song Ling raised her head, wiped the tears on her cheek with her fingertips, wiped it gently and carefully, and finally said slowly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The voice was soft, not complaining, not harshly reprimanded, so gentle.
It's not like Song Ling at all.
Shen Zhao's tears flowed uncontrollably, as if she couldn't stop it. She felt Song Ling's palm caressing her cheek, raised her head and said to her, "I'm sorry."
Song Ling was stunned, not knowing what the word "sorry" meant. It was an apology for letting her find her for a whole night at the moment, or an apology for the cold war between them these two days.
Song Ling didn't have the energy to investigate further, she lowered her head and blinked, took her with both hands, and asked, "Is there any injury?"
Shen Zhao's eyes were sour from crying, and he was speechless, only shook his head.
After a long while, she took a deep breath, then sobbed and said, "The man was holding a knife, but... as long as he asked for money, he took my mobile phone, as well as my bag, bank card, and..." She looked up at Song Ling , and said: "I also told him the password of the bank card."
Inside is the savings of my previous father. The operation cost seventy-eighty-eight, and there are only tens of thousands of dollars left.
This was the first time in her life that she had encountered a robbery. The man suddenly rushed out from behind with a knife on her back. She was so frightened that she lost her soul and did not dare to resist. She gave all the valuable things on her body to the man.
Song Ling snorted and said, "You are doing the right thing. For the first time, money is something outside the body, and protecting yourself is the most important thing."
Song Ling pulled up the hat of the down jacket on her body, tucked it close to her chin, and said warmly, "Let's go to the police station first, and then go home."
Shen Zhao was held up by her, her palm was cold, in comparison, his own was still warm.
She looked at the back of the person in front of her, and only then saw that she was soaked all over, her hair was wet against her face, and the coat on her body was also damp.
Shen Zhao pursed his lips and asked her, "Aren't you on a business trip? How do you know I'm here?"
Song Ling took her across the road and explained, "It was your father who called me and said he couldn't reach you. I went to the company where you practiced, so I found this place."
Shen Zhao bit his lip, bowed his head and said, "Thank you."
"Don't say thank you to me, these two words have no meaning. If you feel guilty, then try to love me a little more." Song Ling took her to the opposite side of the road, stopped and looked back at her.
Shen Zhao was suddenly stunned, raised his head and stared into her eyes, without saying a word.
The car stopped at the intersection in front, the two walked to the car, Shen Zhao walked to the co-pilot, and sat in.
Song Ling took off his coat and threw it in the back seat, wearing only a red long dress. The heater was turned on in the car, and his cold body was relieved immediately.
The car drove to the city center. There were no cars on the highway in the early morning. The snow had already accumulated in a thin layer. The road was slippery, and the speed of the car could not be driven fast.
In the end, the snow got heavier and heavier, and the storm gradually blew up. Even the wipers could not clear the snow. In the end, it was really impossible to drive again. Song Ling parked the car on the side of the road and double-flashed.
"Can't open it, it's too slippery."
I don't know where it is nearby, there are tall trees on both sides of the road, and didn't see a hotel or shop along the way.
Song Ling was discouraged and said, "I guess I won't be able to leave tonight."
Shen Zhao turned to look at her and caught a glimpse of her wet hair drying out, but she was wearing too little, and her calf was still smooth and exposed. She took off the down jacket on her body and handed it over, with a soft voice: "If it snows, put it on."
Song Ling was stunned, looked up at her following her hand, paused for a moment, and said softly, "No, you can wear it yourself."
Shen Zhao knew that she was trying to be brave, and after spending so long with Song Ling, she could now tell what intention was in her words.
Without letting her refuse, Shen Zhao put the down jacket in her hand over her, and said softly, "I'm wearing a lot, it's not in the way, you can put it on, don't catch a cold." After she finished speaking, she retracted her gaze and added another sentence, "I'm sick and I can't drive."
Song Ling lowered her eyes and stared at the down jacket on her body, which was still warm. She said softly, "Don't worry, you can't die."
After he finished speaking, he closed the down jacket to his body again.
Really warm.
The snow quickly fell on the front window of the car, the wind and snow outside, and the warm and pleasant inside of the car, like two worlds.
It was very quiet in the carriage, and the sound of falling snow outside the car had an inexplicable warm meaning.
Song Ling: "I met Raisel."
The voice suddenly came, and Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment. She pursed her lips and hesitated for a while before speaking.
"I don't want to ask, did I take revenge on her?" Song Ling leaned on the seat, looking at the snowflakes accumulating little by little on the window, and asked in a cold voice.
Shen Zhao followed her words and asked her, "Then did you take revenge on her?"
Song Ling listened to her perfunctory words, and suddenly laughed at herself and changed a relaxed tone, "Shen Zhao, I have to admit that your vision is really bad, and only you will treat her as a treasure."
It was a rare moment, even Song Ling himself did not expect that one day they would sit side by side so calmly and talk about such topics.
Shen Zhao could hear the meaning in her words, and it didn't feel good to be criticized at will.
She and Si Er were separated by Song Ling, but now they are talking sarcastically.
Shen Zhao bit his lip and said sarcastically: "Yes, we are all ordinary people, ordinary people who are too ordinary to be ordinary, and also have many shortcomings that belong to ordinary people, but even so, why do you judge and accuse us."
She raised her head, looked at Song Ling, and continued to deliberately say: "Didn't you mean to destroy me, then why did you rush back from Tingcheng in the middle of the night and come to me in the heavy snow? Let me fend for itself, isn't it just right? What do you mean?"
Song Ling's eyes were dark and dark, and she stared at her faintly. She was sure that she cared about her, so she mocked her recklessly.
"Who allowed you to talk to me like this?" Song Ling was slightly angry, gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice.
This time, Shen Zhao didn't back down. She met her indifferent and slightly annoyed eyes, and suddenly asked, "Song Ling, I sometimes think, what do you love me for?"