Chapter 37: Cold War of Love (I)

I grew up and was about to speak, when a busy voice that hurt my heart suddenly came from the microphone. This was like a wake-up call, which hit my originally bad mood again.

What if you do this once, then make a second call?

Since I am a forgotten person, it is better to stay here and wait for the police to wait and see around me to be sent off. Isn’t it just driving under the influence of drunk driving and speeding? What can I do to me?

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Time passed quietly in a minute and second, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

In the duty room, several police officers yawned and flipped through the magazines or newspapers in their hands. During the long wait for more than an hour, they always looked back and looked at the decadent young man leaning on the bench and was pondering his head.

"Isn't it just a few traffic regulations? Is it necessary to look like this?" Although he didn't say anything, through eye contact, several police officers were suspicious.

Because in their concept, if you have the money to drive a precious RV and have the ability to get a smooth pass in Shanghai, will such people be ordinary little people?

Although the car did not have license plates for troops, armed police, firefighters or other departments, it was actually equivalent to a privileged car. At that time, they handed over the note, and they were not allowed to let the person go? With this idea, several police officers couldn't help but wonder, what they saw with their own eyes that I had called outside, why did it take so long and there was no movement? This is unknown!

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In the dark night, the tired people had already fallen asleep peacefully.

At this time, the streets had disappeared, and the only thing left was the coldness of winter.

Layers of dark clouds enveloped the night sky, and the dim lights shone on the empty road. The coldness of the late night and the torment of heart made Han Xue feel very tired.

In the whistling sports car, she was crying and sobbing with her shoulders. The originally neat car was in chaos at this moment. Dozens of tissues scattered around the driver's seat were enough to prove that the rational and intelligent women would be unable to extricate themselves after being deeply trapped in the whirlpool of love.

Is love really a pain? It hurts when you have it, and it hurts even more when you lose it?

Han Xue has always pursued perfect love. She has loved her, but after being hurt, she was afraid of love and was afraid that after she was invested again, she still got pain. Therefore, she was hesitant and dared not face her true feelings.

But ask yourself, is there really perfect love in this world?

Without a perfect life, there will be no perfect love. Perhaps regrets and incompleteness can be turned into seasonings for love. If there is no love, it will be too dull and too much, but it will make you cry.

Han Xue healed herself and tried to soothe her injured heart over and over again. Unfortunately, the facts she saw with her own eyes were not so easy to forget?

Although Han Xue can put down her posture and try to integrate this hard-won relationship in order to cherish it, there is a knot in her heart that can never be eliminated!

Time flies, and a few months later, Han Xue drove into the place where the love between the two people took for the same person for the second time.

After parking the car quickly, Han Xue was about to pick up the notes bag in the passenger seat, and she could see the things and think of others. The sad tears slid from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably, so she stayed in the car and delayed for a while. After adjusting her emotions, she slowly opened the car door, shrugged her shoulders, and walked quickly towards the building in the fierce cold wind.

Maybe it’s convenient to find someone late at night. Except for a few brightly lit offices in the office building, the rest is pitch black. Han Xue looked for the light and easily found the duty room.

She stood at the door, and just as she was about to gently knock on the open door opening to ask, her eyes were immediately attracted by the familiar figure diagonally opposite, and her open mouth slowly closed.

I saw my boyfriend holding his hands on his legs, his hair was messy, and he was dressed in disheveled clothes and lowered his head to meditate.

Seeing this scene, Han Xue felt sad and couldn't help but walk forward...

A high-necked white cardigan, paired with a black short skirt and long boots, happened to reveal a piece of pink and white legs. Han Xue's appearance made the police on duty who had been depressed and not focused earlier lit up and were very energetic. They sat upright and looked at them, following Han Xue toward the decadent young man.

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I lowered my head, turned a deaf ear to the outside world, looked at the ground empty, closed myself, and every sweet moment of reunion with Han Xue appeared in my mind from time to time.

Why do people have to know the preciousness of their possession until they lose it and know how to cherish it? Is it because things in the world are punished by God?

Recalling the past, every moment of sweet time when I was reunited with Han Xue will always appear before my eyes from time to time:

Walking in the drizzle, I held an umbrella for her, gently hugged her slender waist, and accepted the envious gaze of passers-by; when drinking coffee, I always held her little hand and talked about some intimate topics; when dining in a Western restaurant, she would accidentally cut beef and feed it to my mouth with a fork; when shopping, she would buy drinks when she was thirsty, and she would always share a cup of milk tea with me without any advice; under the romantic starry sky at night, she would sit in embrace and feel the temperature from her body, and even the fragrance at the end of her hair. I could not help but touch her bright and flawless face, stroked her cheek with my hands, lifted her chin, and kissed her deeply...

But these ordinary lives that were within reach before seemed so far away now. Even if I could forgive myself, Han Rouyu and Han Xue, could they all forgive me?

When I was secretly worried, the laptop bag that was no longer familiar suddenly came into my eyes. Looking up with my fair little hand, Han Xue looked pink and white, standing in front of me coldly.

I stood up with a happy expression, took the laptop bag, grabbed Han Xue's jade hand, and couldn't make any thoughts and asked stupidly: "Xiaoxue, did you bring it to me?"

"Sister, it's inconvenient to move. There's nothing else, I'll leave!" Han Xue felt irritated. She didn't know how to deal with the current emotional problem. She took a step back and pulled out her hand hard. After saying it coldly, she turned around and left without looking at me.

Even if Han Rouyu is unable to move, if Han Xue no longer loves me, would she be willing to deliver a bag to me in the middle of the night?

I thought about the problem optimistically, and was unwilling to give up the opportunity to save love. I followed a few steps. Under the surprised eyes of the police officers around me, I grabbed Han Xue's right hand tightly, pulled her tall body, and begged in a low voice: "Xiaoxue, we will go back together later, okay?"

When I held my little hand, Han Xue's thoughts were a little loose, but when she smelled the pungent smell of alcohol on my clothes, she couldn't help but think of the embarrassing scene in the bed. So she made up her mind and said without any emotion: "No, let go!"

"No, I won't let it go. I won't let it go today, I won't let it go in the future, I won't let it go in my life!" I tried to hug Han Xue's soft body, and the more I spoke, the louder the louder the sound.

"Let go quickly, or I will call someone!" Han Xue twisted her body violently, trying to break away from my arms.

Unfortunately, Han Xue's strength was weak, so how could she compete with me? As soon as her words fell, several police officers around her couldn't stand it. They wanted a hero to save the beauty, so they forced us to separate.

A young policeman who thought he was handsome walked up, first criticized a few bluntly, and then asked Han Xue righteously: "Mr. Pan, this is the Public Security Bureau. Please pay attention to your words and deeds. Miss, are you okay?"

After breaking away from her arms, Han Xue's delicate jade hands were still tightly held in my palm. She could only gently pick the falling hair with one hand, look around everyone, and thank you indifferently: "I'm fine, thank you everyone!"

Han Xue's pleasant voice like a yellow oriole deeply intoxicated the police. The faint eyes were like spring breeze for them, and their bodies were unconsciously floating.

Feeling that Han Xue still had the intention of pulling her hands and leaving, I looked at Han Xue directly and said in a sincere tone: "After completing the procedures, let's go together!"

Han Xue was in a state of confusion, avoiding my scorching gaze, and tilting her head to ignore her.

After hitting a nail, I felt uncomfortable. I pulled Han Xue and strode to my desk, opened the inner zipper of the laptop bag with one hand, and took out the military driver's license he had applied for during training at the National Defense University from several documents, and was still in front of the police.

The momentum that I suddenly burst out made several police officers cheer up. They came together, turned on the army license, identified the authenticity, and looked at each other for a few times. One of the leading police officers hesitated for a moment, cleared his throat, and paid attention to Han Xue from time to time, and said politely: "Since you are a comrade of the army, just sign a letter here and pay some fines!"

"How much do I pay?" I smelled the faint fragrance from Han Xue's body and replied cheerfully.

"According to regulations, the license can be revoked for both the crimes of drunk driving and serious speeding, but we have no right to deal with the military license. Let's do this, and the fine will be two thousand!" When the police spoke, while I was not paying attention, he secretly glanced at Han Xue, then licked his lips and swallowed his saliva.

Two thousand is only two thousand. If the money can handle the emotional crisis, I am willing to pay even if it is dozens of times more.

Unfortunately, money is not omnipotent. I could only grab Han Xue’s right hand with one hand, take out my wallet with the other, pour out a stack of hundred-dollar bills, and then count the twenty pieces and hand them to the police. After he checked the authenticity, I lay on the table to sign the twisted Chinese name.

"Can I leave?" I pulled Han Xue closer and asked.

"Okay, this is your car key and driving license. Please be careful when driving in the future!" The police put away the records and followed the procedures. He should ask me to show the officer's certificate, but he paid too much attention to Han Xue, so he forgot this and took out a file bag from the drawer. The colleague next to the police thought he did not want to offend me, so he kept silent and did not say anything.

"Let's go!" He took the file bag, and under Han Xue's push, he grabbed her slender waist and walked directly out.

When I happened to walk to the door, a biting cold wind blew. I noticed that Han Xue was wearing thin clothes and had a slight chill. So I quickly let go of my hand and was about to take off her coat to approve her. But Han Xue suddenly accelerated her pace and rushed out of me. I had to grab the clothes and chase her...
Chapter completed!