Ling Xin didn't change anything in the room, the books neatly arranged on the desk, the gray sheets, or the box in the corner—the box filled with love letters written to Chen Xing.

Chen Xing did not lose a single love letter from others.

Ling Xin remembered that she hadn't been angry when she opened the box, but if Chen Xing was by her side when she opened the box, she would definitely pretend to be angry and teach Chen Xing a lesson.

She also believed that Chen Xing would apologize to her with a smile, and then talk about other topics to change her attention.

This guy's room is so simple.

Ling Xin looked at the photo on the desk next to him in a daze, that photo was a group photo of a group of them in the boxing ring after Chen Xing won the championship in country M, Chen Xing's nose was blue and his face was swollen, everyone gathered around Chen Xing, laughing and shouting.

At that time, it was as if everything was sunny.

Unlike now, no matter how many smiles there are on everyone's faces, their eyes seem to be covered by a dark cloud.

I stared at the photo for another five minutes, and most of the time my eyes were on the young man with a blue nose and swollen face wearing gloves.

Ling Xin lifted the quilt, got up, washed and changed her clothes and went downstairs.

"Sister Xin, you're awake. This time Yang Ling has come back from running outside, today is Saturday, Yang Ling has developed the habit of going to run on weekend mornings.

Many times before, she heard Chen Xing's footsteps going downstairs early in the morning in the downstairs room, and at that time, in addition to lamenting that her brother was energetic and got up early every day, she also had some impulses.

Do you want to go for a run with your brother?

But an impulse is an impulse.

Each time, the thought was extinguished in a sea of sleep, vanished.

Now Yang Ling hopes that he can be more impulsive at that time.

"Well, get up. Ling Xin walked down the stairs and beckoned to Yang Ling, who was wearing a tracksuit.

"I bought breakfast. Yang Ling picked up the two bags of breakfast in her hand and put them on the table, "Sister Xin, are you going out?" Yang Ling looked at the clothes Ling Xin was wearing, which didn't look like she was going to stay at home.

A white shirt, black jeans on his legs, and a pair of black leather boots, it was like Ling Xin returning to that vacation in country M, back to the trip when he was chased by the gang.

Ling Xin has already obtained a motorcycle driver's license, and she rides the black-green Kawasaki more and more times on weekdays, surpassing her Audi TT.

"Well, Qin Nuan came back this morning, I'll pick her up. Ling Xin nodded, walked to the table and sat down to eat breakfast with Yang Ling.

Yang Ling still remembered Qin Nuan, when she and Chen Xing went to Ling Xin's house for dinner, Qin Nuan was there, and later she went to buy fireworks with Qin Nuan.

I didn't think there was anything at first, but now that I think about it, at that time, Ling Xin's proposal to let Chen Xing go with her to buy fireworks was obviously ill-intentioned.

"Okay, I'm leaving, is Xiaoling free in the evening, let's eat with Qin Nuan." After breakfast, Ling Xin stood up and walked towards the black-green Kawasaki in the house.

"Yes, okay. Yang Ling looked at Ling Xin and the three heavy sports cars parked indoors, she was thinking about which holiday she would have to get a driver's license.

If you don't take the four-wheeled test, you will take the motorcycle test.

Ling Xin put on a black helmet, rode on a black-green Kawasaki, left the house standing on the seaside, surrounded by creepers, and drove towards the port city airport.

I don't know how long it was, but the black-green shadow didn't weave through the downhill road, didn't cut through the sea breeze blowing on the shore of the port city, didn't pass under the crowded clouds.

Until Ling Xin got his driver's license.

If Chen Xing was still by his side, he would definitely laugh at her, can't she ride without a driver's license? ?

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"Xin'er!" At the gate of the airport, as soon as Ling Xin took off his black helmet and poured down a head of hair like a waterfall of ink from the helmet, he heard Qin Nuan's shout.

Ling Xin sat on the Kawasaki, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw a shadow running towards her, Qin Nuan, who had dyed blonde hair and curly hair, was wearing a casual suit, even a casual suit could not hide her good figure, Qin Nuan and Ling Xin attracted the attention of most of the male creatures at the airport gate.

Looking at Qin Nuan, who was trotting towards him, Ling Xin had a smile on his face.

When he arrived, Qin Nuan opened his arms and hugged Ling Xin tightly.

As early as abroad, she knew what was going on and what her best friend Ling Xin had experienced.

At that time, she couldn't be by her side, and she was already very guilty of giving her a hug when she was most uncomfortable, and now, this hug is naturally enough.

Qin Nuan hugged Ling Xin tightly and buried his head in Ling Xin's black hair.

Two women hugged tightly in front of the airport.

"Okay, okay, how long do you want to hold it, it's all painful from you. Ling Xin smiled and scolded her best friend, this hug is really strong, really hugging it.

"Hug what's wrong. Hearing Ling Xin say this, Qin Nuan finally let go of his hand and looked at his best friend.

Riding a black-green heavy machine, she seemed to have changed a little, as if she was infected with the boy's breath. Or rather, it was Ling Xin's own desire to leave Chen Xing's breath.

Her best friend, Ling Xin, is really emotional, not just a relationship.

Qin Nuan didn't know whether to be happy for her best friend to find this kind of affection, or feel sorry for what happened to her.

"I also learned how to ride a motorcycle. Qin Nuan had a smile on her lips, she would definitely not let her best friend be depressed again, and she would not mention some unhappy things.

"Get in the car and take you to a race car. Ling Xin said Chen Xing's mantra, smiled with two rows of snow-white teeth, put a helmet on Qin Nuan's head, and then put a helmet on herself.

Qin Nuan doesn't have any luggage, the luggage has been sent home, as Ling Xin's best friend, Qin Nuan is not a person who is short of money, the kind of walking on the street with a lot of luggage does not exist.

"Let's go! I'll treat you to coffee and dessert. Sitting on the black-green Kawasaki, Qin Nuan, who was wearing a helmet, hugged Ling Xin.

Feeling the arm around her waist, Ling Xin pursed her lips in the helmet that others couldn't see, she also hoped that one day in her life, sitting in the back seat of a motorcycle, holding the waist of the person in front of her.

But if it weren't for Chen Xing, it seems that he wouldn't have this opportunity in this life.

Ling Xin bit her lip lightly and drove the sitting ninja Kawasaki, who roared out of the airport entrance, leaving only a bunch of people's eyes to follow the Kawasaki.

It is still rare for two beautiful women to ride a sports car.

Ninja Kawasaki stopped outside a Starbucks, through the glass, Ling Xin looked at the crowd walking outside the window, and did not look at the caramel macchiato in front of him.