Song's love letter

1 The Long Night
During the beginning of winter in 2013, Ruan Shu was absent from the engagement banquet with Song Ji.Holding a bouquet, she stood beside Su Jimu, establishing the marriage relationship between Gu and Tingyi.On that day, the high-profile engagement of the two shocked the entire city of C.

On New Year's Eve of this year, Su Jimu disappeared, and Ruan Yun, the chairman of Gu's, died of a heart attack.Ruan Shu and her mother, Gu Sijing, were taken in by the new chairman, Gu Feng, Gu Sijing's brother.

The anecdotes in the streets and alleys are all about this dramatic farce.But no one dared to report another protagonist in the farce. That person was Song Ji.About Song Ji: The head of celebrities in city c, mysterious and elegant, with ruthless methods. —is all the world knows about him.

No one knows the truth of that year.

It was not until 2016, when Song Ji, the president of Jinzhou Group, and Ruan Shu got married in a hurry, that the more than three-year-long gossip and anecdote came to an end.The wedding was extremely grand, and everyone kept silent about what happened back then, and only talked about the beauty of the man and the beauty of the couple.

All the undercurrents are hidden under the beautifully embellished costumes. Outsiders look glamorous and decent, but those who wear it know what it means to be like a light on the back...

(In 2016, the first month of Ruan Shu and Song Ji's marriage.)
Ruan Shu was carried out of the old house by Song Ji.

She was wrapped in a fluffy thin blanket, tightly wrapped from head to toe.He walked quickly, and Ruan Shu reckoned that he should have reached the door.

As if to prove her conjecture, she heard him speak to the steward, in a deep and clear voice, no different from usual: "Talk to Mrs. Tong, I'll take Ruan Shu home first." The other party responded respectfully, and then came The sound of pushing the door.

She rested her head on his chest and could feel his rapid heartbeat.

The night is as cool as water, and the cicadas are noisy.

Even through the blanket, Ruan Shu also felt a bit chilly. In midsummer, there shouldn't be such a cold wind.

She was put on the co-pilot by Song Ji, and his movements were heavy and fast, almost throwing her on top.Ruan Shu only felt that her dislocated wrist hit the backrest, and her bloodless face turned pale.

She knew that he was probably extremely angry just now, but she didn't dare to let her mother Fu Qingqian know, so she could only pretend to leave without incident, her heart must have been filled with anger.

Ruan Shu's heart beat like a drum, and she shrank like a quail. After a long time, she heard him seem to sneer.

Song Ji lifted the thin blanket off her face, and looked at her pale face carefully, his eyes were extremely light, and there was clearly no wave in the slightest.

Ruan Shu thought of the midsummer many years ago. He stood on the podium. He was a thin boy with a face as delicate as jade. His eyes were like cold stars in autumn water. He was indifferent and gentle. He said his name was Song Ji, and she had remembered it for many years. .

"Does it hurt?" Song Ji asked her, leaning slightly, his breath warm.Ruan Shu was slightly startled, subconsciously shaking her head.He kissed her wet eyes, and softened his tone: "Ruan Shu, it won't be like this next time, be good."

She seemed to remember at this time who she owed her misplaced wrist. In the bedroom of the old house, he turned off the lights, and his aura was so oppressive that she couldn't avoid it. She couldn't remember which sentence offended him afterwards. In other words, he was already furious from the beginning.

He squeezed her wrist, and when he spoke again, his voice was as cold as ice: "Ruan Shu, who do you think gave you the opportunity to be pampered like before?"

He held her wrist bone with great force, and the sound of wrist dislocation accompanied his words, and his voice didn't have any waves: "You'd better not have any other thoughts."

Ruan Shu was thinking in a trance, her hands were slightly curled up in the thin blanket, a layer of sweat overflowed, and she almost uttered a word from her chest: "Hmm..."

The instigator brushed her wet hair with his hand. The porcelain white hand was comparable to Ruan Shu's complexion. The knuckles were slender and well defined. It was a hand that was too good-looking for a man. , you still have to see Gu Feng tomorrow, right?"

He was smiling, and there were very faint dimples on his cheeks, Ruan Shu thought in a daze, she really hadn't seen him smile for a long time.

Song Ji drove the car smoothly, the whole road was full of lights and shadows, the car was quiet and there was no sound at all.

Looking at the profile of his meticulously sketched face, she felt a sense of tranquility, as if the years and misunderstandings between them had never happened, and he was still the one she could please with a piece of candy or a word of coquettishness She suddenly had some courage, and said, "Song Ji, I didn't want to escape in the old house just now."

She stretched out her uninjured hand under the thin blanket and pinched the hem of his clothes, timidly.

He pursed his lips slightly, but did not speak, the light and shadow were changing on his face, making it difficult to see the expression clearly.

Ruan Shu thought that he would not believe her after all, she lowered her eyelashes and let go of his clothes.Song Ji's hand holding the steering wheel was almost invisible, and his face was like water.

The hospital arrived soon, and when Song Ji carried her in, he said to the doctor, "My wife is injured."

The elderly doctor subconsciously looked at Ruan Shu's legs. "Be gentle, she is afraid of pain..." His voice was eager, as if he really cared about his wife's husband.

Everything after that was nothing more than a diagnosis and prescription of medicine. It was already late at night when they left. Ruan Shu trotted after him, her face was flushed when she got into the car, her dislocated wrist was corrected, and she was carefully wrapped in a white gauze. She was extremely tired. Extremely sleepy, she can sleep peacefully beside Song Ji.

Song Ji carried her out of the car and said softly, "Ruan Shu, we're here."

After he married her, he moved out of the old house and lived in this small building facing the sea.She didn't hear it, but subconsciously adjusted her position in his arms, and slept more peacefully. Song Ji watched her brows and eyes stretch, which can be called gentle.

Not far away, Fu Jingyan stood with a handsome appearance in a white coat. He nodded to him and said, "I'll wait for you here." He is the director of the Song family's private hospital.

The moonlight is deep, pouring all over the place.

"Is Ruan Shu okay?"

Song Ji was silent, and it took a long time before he said: "It's all right."

Fu Jingyan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why didn't you contact me earlier to go to the old house and spend a lot of time to go to the hospital?"

The light in Song Ji's eyes was dim, and he didn't say anything. Why, he probably wanted her to suffer more and remember the pain, or he wanted her to beg him.He collected his expression and said, "I have a sense of proportion."

(End of this chapter)