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Chapter 1

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Accidents always come suddenly.

After passing the intersection, the black sports car was suddenly hit by another car rushing out of the intersection. At the moment of sudden braking, the body of the young man in the back seat leaned forward following the inertia, and hit the back of the front seat unexpectedly, feeling drunk. Most of them woke up in the instant pain.

The driver put the gear in neutral, pulled the handbrake, and asked anxiously with a frown: "Master, are you alright?"

The young man in the back seat rubbed his forehead and replied, "It's fine."

The driver opened the door and got out of the car. First, he took a look at the driver on the little golden cup to make sure that the driver was not seriously injured. Then he took a picture of the damaged headlights, the scratched car body, and the driver on the yellow line with his mobile phone. most of the body.

The man on the little golden cup got out of the car, looking a little helpless and panicked: "I'm sorry, I didn't realize it, the speed is too fast, I..."

He tried his best to calm down, took a deep breath, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures.There are a lot of vehicles on the road, so you can't always be blocked in the middle of the road, you have to take pictures and move the car, and then judge the responsibility.

In fact, it is also obvious that he did not take pictures, and it was his full responsibility.

This is an intersection, he rushed out head-on, he wanted to turn right, and the other party wanted to turn left, but he was driving too fast and turned into the wrong lane, the two cars collided like this.

After the driver finished taking the photo, he said, "Let's move the car away first? Compensation..."

Closer, the cold wind blows, bringing a burst of alcohol.

The driver frowned: "Have you been drinking?"

The tall man lowered his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry... I was driving drunk and turned into the wrong lane..."

His voice was hoarse, his head was lowered, and his attitude of apologizing was very low.

But the driver can't decide this kind of thing, he sighed inaudibly, and looked back at the young man in the car.

The door of the luxurious sports car opened, and a pair of slender and straight legs stepped out of the car. Then the man leaned slightly and got out of the car, revealing a handsome face. The neat shirt collar gave him a sense of maturity, but In the next second, the action of subconsciously wrapping the down jacket tightly around his face under the cold wind revealed a bit of casualness.

Jiang Chifeng wrapped his down jacket tightly, and his tone was a little impatient: "What's going on?"

He just got out of a party, drank some wine, just wanted to go home quickly, take a shower and sleep, and got into a car accident, feeling a little annoyed.

Although the collision was not serious, it was only the headlights that were damaged and the body damaged a bit, but the Lamborghini was hit like this, and it cost a lot of money, and it probably took a long time to break it.

The driver said, "He was drunk and driving."

Jiang Chifeng looked up.

The moonlight was just right tonight, and the lights on both sides of the road intertwined with the moonlight, shining brightly on the man.

The man who hit his car was tall, with thick and deep eyebrows, and a very tough appearance.Probably because of drinking, the man's face was a little red, and his eyes were also red. He looked like he was about to cry, which made Jiang Chifeng feel a little inexplicable.

A big man, even if he can't afford to pay, he won't cry in the street...

Looking at his handsome and deep eyebrows, Jiang Chifeng suppressed his irritability.

The driver has already sent the picture to the 4S store, and after getting a reply, he directly told the man: "The light is broken, the car body has been scratched, and the primer is not damaged. The repair price reported by the 4S store is 70 yuan. Around ten thousand."

"Look, sir, why don't you pay a part of the compensation first, and then leave a contact information, and the follow-up compensation issue..."

The man listened quietly to the driver telling him about the compensation, clenched his hand hanging by his side, his expression was depressed, his eyes filled with deep sadness, Jiang Chifeng glanced at his little gold cup, thinking about this The sum of compensation may be a bit unaffordable for him...

The biting cold wind kept piercing through the neckline. Jiang Chifeng saw that his thin suit was wrinkled for some reason, and his ears were red from the cold. His heart, which was originally not hard, softened a little.

"Forget it." He interrupted the driver, "There is no need to pay."

The driver looked surprised: "Master?"

The man looked up at him.

The young man standing next to the expensive sports car was wrapped in a warm and thick down jacket, with handsome eyes, a slight blush on his face, and a slight blush on his forehead, making his face extraordinarily fair. Wei Wenxing looked at him in a daze For a moment.

Just standing there, the young man whom the driver called young master created an insurmountable boundary with him.

One is high in the sky, and the other is low in the dust.

But the young master's tone did not have the slightest hint of pity or charity, and there was no ridicule or sarcasm in his eyes, those eyes were clean, like a clear spring, but Wei Wenxing still felt a little embarrassed.

Thinking of the number reported by the driver, and looking at the expensive sports car, Wei Wenxing lowered his eyes to hide the obscurity in his eyes: "...I will pay compensation."

"Alright." Jiang Chifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the side of the road, and landed on a food stall not far away, "Let's pay two catties of Ma Xiao."

Wei Wenxing didn't realize it: "What..."

"Ma Xiao." Jiang Chifeng repeated, "I want Thirteen Fragrances."

Wei Wenxing: "..."

Jiang Chifeng raised his chin towards the driver: "Find a place to park the car, and park his car as well."

After speaking, he went straight to the food stall not far away.

The kind of small shops that can be seen everywhere on the street are probably the most attractive to customers on weekdays because of the lively atmosphere and the aroma of food, but it is cold in winter, and the tables outside the food stalls are empty, and there is no atmosphere. Walking slowly towards the food stall, with a tall and straight figure, unique scenery, on the contrary, it adds a bit of attraction to such a small shop.

Wei Wenxing stood there in a daze for a few seconds, then stepped up to keep up.

The food stall was warm with the air conditioner turned on, but there were only two or three scattered tables of guests sitting there, some clinking glasses, some laughing and chatting.

Jiang Chifeng found a seat and sat down. The waiter came over with a teapot and teacups, put a menu in front of Jiang Chifeng, then began to pour tea skillfully, and set up the dishes.

The menus of this kind of food stalls are not bad, Jiang Chifeng took a look, and ordered the thirteen fragrant Ma Xiao, two catties.

The store was running a promotional event, buy half a catty of mochi and get a free bottle of wine, Jiang Chifeng didn't want to drink any more, let alone the person next to him, so he discussed with the waiter and replaced it with yogurt.

The food stalls with simple decoration and the smell of smoky food don't seem to go well with the young people who got off the sports car.

But when he sat down in such a small shop, he just took out a paper towel and wiped the table, and slowly scalded the bowls and chopsticks with tea, without any distaste or discomfort on his face.

Wei Wenxing thought to himself, the young master is quite down-to-earth.

After a while, the waiter brought up a large pot of brightly colored hemp, put away the gloves, and said with a smile: "Please use it slowly."

The driver sent a message to Jiang Chifeng on WeChat, saying that the car was parked in a nearby roadside parking space, and he would not come.

Jiang Chifeng replied "Okay", looked up and saw the man sitting opposite him, staring blankly at him wanting to say something but didn't know what to say, he didn't know where to put his hands, it was a little funny: "Look at me do what?"

"Peel off."

As a creditor, his tone was very arrogant.

But listening, it doesn't make people feel arrogant.

The accent of City S is gentle and soft, the young man's voice is clear and clear, his speech speed is slow, with a bit of a lazy tone, even with such a voice bossing around, people are willing...

Wei Wenxing lowered his head, picked up the disposable gloves, put them on, and peeled a crayfish.

Jiang Chifeng bent his lips.

He seems to have not peeled much, his movements are a bit clumsy, he peels very slowly, but he peels very carefully. The peeled crayfish are placed on a clean plate, and the red and white shrimp meat piles up from one to two and then to another. Three, people can't help but imagine how enjoyable it would be to eat slowly after a plate is full.

Jiang Chifeng held his chin to watch him peel, and from time to time, he picked up a peeled mochi with chopsticks and fed it into his mouth leisurely.

It is always attractive when a person is doing something seriously, especially this man is still very good looking.

Looking from the man's thick and black eyebrows, drooping eyelashes, to the tall bridge of the nose, Jiang Chifeng suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"Wei Wenxing."

The man's tone was indifferent, and he didn't look up at him, but still lowered his head and carefully peeled the hemp.

Jiang Chifeng was also on the spur of the moment, and chatted along without saying anything: "Your accent doesn't look like a person from City S."

Wei Wenxing replied, "I'm from City B."

"Working in City S?" Jiang Chifeng asked, "The development in City B is so good, how come you come to City S?"

Thinking of the reason why he stayed in City S in the first place, Wei Wenxing paused for peeling the shrimp, and quickly suppressed the self-mockery in his heart, and said lightly: "After graduating from HKUST, I stayed in City S."

Jiang Chifeng vaguely felt that the man didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, so he glanced at the untouched yogurt next to him, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over: "It's a hangover."

"Thank you."

Talk less, difficult to talk, cold, awkward.

Jiang Chifeng felt that the numbness in his mouth was no longer fragrant.

He looked at the man with downcast eyes and focused attention, and suddenly thought of something, he clicked on WeChat and sent a message to the driver.

After Wei Wenxing peeled a large pot of mochi, he only ate a small dish, and asked the boss to pack the rest in a packing box, including unopened yogurt, and put it in a bag.

It was already late at night, and it was windy and cold in winter. When he came out of the food stall, Jiang Chifeng tightened his down jacket tightly.

Wei Wenxing followed him to the parking place, and walked beside him, shielding him from the wind.

Jiang Chifeng turned his head to look at him, his heartbeat was a little strange.

He thought that his wine might not be sober yet.

The parking place was not far away. Wei Wenxing was taken aback when he saw a middle-aged man wearing a "driver" vest standing next to his little gold cup.

"It's a small year today." Jiang Chifeng said, "It's almost Chinese New Year, and the drunk driving inspection is strictly enforced. You are lucky to meet me."

"There are thousands of roads, and safety comes first." He bent his lips and said softly, "In short, pay attention to safety."

Then he waved his hand and got into the car with Ma Xiao.

When I got in the car, I could still see the man standing beside the car stupidly, as if looking at him through the car window.

I don't know if it was because the moon was hidden behind the clouds, or because the car windows filtered out the light, but the man stood where he was, feeling somewhat lonely and decadent for no reason.

A thought suddenly popped up in Jiang Chifeng's mind - he wanted a contact information.

However, in a short time, the driver also started the car and left.

Wei Wenxing was almost sober from the wine, saw the car disappearing at the intersection, and then opened the door to get in the car, heaved a deep sigh in his heart, but also relaxed.

Life sucks, he thought, but there are times when it's not so bad.

For example, peeling two catties of hemp can be worth hundreds of thousands of compensation, and the young master from a rich family is kind enough to call him a substitute driver.

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Mo Fengjun:

Hello everyone, I finally started a new article!

Drunk driving is necessary for the plot, but please don't learn from Wei Wenxing! ! !

There are thousands of roads, safety first! ! !

What's more, this book is the sub-cp in "Licking Honey with the Tip of the Knife". At that time, it was expanded with more than 3 words. Later, because many fans liked and strongly requested it, and I also like them very much, that's why I decided Single open.

Combining more than 3 characters of extra stories is actually really difficult, because many key plots limit my ability to play, so if you feel that the transition of the plot in some places is unnatural when reading, the emotional changes of the protagonist are confusing. Quasi and so on, please forgive me for not being able to perfectly integrate the new story with the old episode.

I wish you all a happy reading, a happy reading, stay as you like, but don't tell me if you abandon the article, I will cry for you.