I asked the Buddha: What if you meet someone you can love but are afraid of not being sure about it?

The Buddha said: How much love is left in the world, welcoming thousands of changes in the world, and doing happy things with lovers, don’t ask whether it is a disaster or a fate.

"Slash your wrist deeply, and I will take you to a place without sadness and pain."

Ling Banxia had been lying on the ground for a long time, and the sound was heard over and over again in her mind as if it was replaying. Her red and swollen eyes opened, and her eyes quickly locked on the fruit knife on the bedside table.

She stood up, and she crawled over slowly like a walking corpse, holding the hilt of the knife.

The blade reflected the sun's rays, like a silver snake, cold and bloodthirsty.

A weak and dazed smile appeared on Ling Banxia's face, and she accurately shone the blade on her left wrist without hesitation.

She fell down and looked at a bright red stream left on her wrist, flowing gurgling.

It's almost dying.

He is almost dead and never has to face everything again.

...

"Open the door and open the door."

When Ling Banxia vaguely heard this sound, he ignored it and regarded it as just an auditory hallucination.

It was indeed someone knocking on the door. The person outside the door didn't hear the response and simply knocked the door open.

"Where is the person? Why doesn't anyone pay attention to me? Ling Banxia! I'm here to pay back the money! Ling Banxia--" The boy came in, wearing a simple and refreshing T-shirt and a denim, ran in with a note, shouting and looking around to find someone.

Ling Banxia was completely awakened by him and stared at the person in front of her, "Who are you?"

The boy looked at her and said, "Are you going to... commit suicide?"

"Then I don't have to pay you back!" The boy snapped his fingers and turned around and was about to leave.

Ling Banxia reached out to cover the wound, tried to stop the bleeding, stood up and shouted with all her strength: "Stop!..."

"What are you doing?" The boy stood firm and looked back at her, not nervous at all, but said, "I won't bother you, you can continue."

After saying that, he ran out of the door. Ling Banxia stood up hard and shouted and chased after him: "I'll let you stop. Did you hear it?"

Ling Banxia chased him out of the hotel and saw him leaving in a black Porsche. Ling Banxia quickly stopped a taxi and sat in.

She is not a daughter-in-law, and her life was difficult when she was a child, which led to Banxia's favorite love for money since she was a child. If someone owes her money, she will definitely get it back.

"Catch up with the car in front." Ling Banxia gasped and said to the driver, because she was too anxious and forgot that this was in the United States and wanted to speak English.

Fortunately, the driver could understand Chinese, but when he saw Ling Banxia's face turned pale and his wrist was bleeding, his right hand, which was pressing his wrist, was dyed red, and he advised her:

"Miss, I'll take you to the hospital first."

Ling Banxia is now full of the person who says she owes her money, so she must ask the driver to catch up with him.

The driver sighed and could only meet her request.

What Ling Banxia expected was that this person was going to the hospital.

As soon as the driver stopped the car, he said to her: "No need to pay, go in quickly."

"Thank you, thank you." Ling Banxia knew that the driver was worried about her life and felt the warmth of a stranger, but she didn't have time to be grateful, so she got out of the car and chased after her.

Blood flowed all over the floor along the way she ran...

As soon as she entered the hospital gate, her hand was caught. Ling Banxia saw that it was this person.

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"Please follow me." The doctor said fluently in Chinese.

Ling Banxia grabbed him with her bloody right hand, "Tell me clearly, who are you? How could you owe me money?"

"If you want to know, you have to live well."

Ling Banxia had no strength, her face was pale, and she fell down.

The boy wanted to speak but stopped, but just hugged her and asked her to pick her up, and hurriedly ran to the emergency room.

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"How do you feel?" he asked.

Ling Banxia didn't have time to answer and was about to get up.

"Slow down!" The boy helped her.

"Who do you owe me how much money?" Ling Banxia asked.

The boy rolled his eyes depressedly: "Why are you still thinking about money? You just came back from the gate of hell."

Ling Banxia smiled and said, "I like money the most."

"If I don't say that, can you come to chase me? Can you come to the hospital?"

Ling Banxia looked carefully and confirmed that she didn't know him, "Why should I save me? Do we know him?"

"If you want to save someone, do you have a reason?"

"So you are lying to me? You didn't owe me money at all?" Ling Banxia seemed disappointed.

The boy handed over an IOU. Ling Banxia looked at it and it clearly stated that Mo Jiu owed Ling Banxia 200,000 yuan, and the repayment deadline is more than two months away from today.

The signature is indeed my own handwriting, and my ID number is also my own.

Mojiu, is this person’s name?

"Me, when did I lend you money?" Ling Banxia was confused. He didn't know how to borrow money, let alone a person he didn't know.

"Have you forgotten?" Mo Jiu said in surprise, "Then I don't have to pay it back."

"I think beautifully!" There is no way to have the four words "I owe money but don't pay it back" in Ling Banxia's dictionary. Whether it is her borrowing money from others or others borrowing her money.

"Tell me, what's going on." Ling Banxia seemed to be trying a prisoner, with sharp eyes and serious tone.

"Do you remember that last year, your dad took away all your New Year's money over the years?"

"Of course I remember! It's not because of my mother, I gave him all my New Year's money to deal with the company's financial crisis. I felt so sorry for me!" Ling Banxia complained, half pouting.

"I borrowed money from your dad after he survived the crisis at your dad's company. That's all your money, so the IOU written by your dad is your name and ID number. This signature was also written by him imitating your notes."

"He's a little conscience!" Ling Banxia murmured and asked again, "How did you know my father?"

“It’s all businessmen.”

Ling Banxia looked him up and down and was just about the same age as himself.

"Aren't you a student?"

"Isn't it okay if you don't like studying and starting a business?"

"Okay! Just be happy. But how do you know where I am?" Ling Banxia's eyes were a little alert, "You shouldn't... are you following me, right?"

Mojiu explained: "It was your father who told me! He said he would just ask me to give you the money directly, because you are in Manhattan, and then I found you according to the address he said."

After saying that, he handed a card to Ling Banxia: "This is 50,000 yuan, the password is 123,456, and the rest, I promise to pay it back before the date I wrote here."

Ling Banxia took it and said with emotion: "Your password is really not afraid of being stolen."

"Overyone will guess 123455, just like the college entrance examination question 11 is equal to a few, and most candidates will not write 2."

Ling Banxia "cut" with a faint smile.

Just a fleeting smile, Mo Jiu clearly discovered it, "Are you laughing? That means you don't want to die?"

Ling Banxia said arrogantly: "If you die, wait until you pay off my money."

"Okay! Then do you accept the debt payment?"

"What is the debt payment?"

"It's just that I'll take care of your food and accommodation to offset part of the debt."

"Yes." Anyway, he has no place to live now, and now he only has enough money to stay in a hotel for one night. Since he owes him money, he will do this to benefit others and self-interest.

"How much?"

“It depends on the environment and food you provide.”

"Don't worry, I'll be satisfied with you."

Ling Banxia couldn't help laughing again, and this was like someone who was selling products.

The ward has a great environment, and Ling Banxia can probably guess that this person has good financial strength. It seems that his business is still a bit successful.

"Is your name Mojiu?" Ling Banxia wanted to confirm his name.

"Yes. You can also call my English name, geoffrey."

Ling Banxia suddenly received a call, and the caller ID made her hesitate for a long time before she could connect it.

Before he could say anything, a proud voice came from the other end of the phone: "Banxia, ​​how are you doing in the United States? Is there any place to live? Do you have something to eat? Do you want my sister, I will help you?"

This person, named Ling Lianqiao, is her best friend. They chatted for a long time because of the meme of "the same surname and the names are taken from Chinese medicine", and then they quickly developed into good friends.

But just last week, she pushed herself into hell. Not only was she the culprit who caused her isolation and exclusion at school, but she also made her biological father extremely disgusted with her.
Chapter completed!