People live in the world for a hundred years at most, and after a hundred years, there will be no mark of you in the world. Then why do you hesitate to hesitate about what is in front of you, let it go, at least you won't regret it.

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As the huge roar around the Boeing 737 died down, it was time for Shingo Harano to get off the plane.

The passengers complained about the delay of the plane, the flight attendant stood by with a professional smile on her face, bowing and apologizing, and only a young man sitting in the back seat was still staring out the window, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

Fukuoka Airport, once again came to this place.

He got off the plane and looked around, and found that the plane had landed the same way as the last time.

It's just that the purpose of coming to Fukuoka this time is not to travel, but to find people, or is it more appropriate to visit relatives?

The shuttle bus took him and a group of passengers to the airport's immigration area, where they lined up in the long queue at the security checkpoint.

There weren't many people, and soon it was his turn, filling out the form, checking the luggage, and walking out of the airport gate.

Shingo Harano hailed a taxi at the exit.

The driver first got out of the car and helped him load his luggage into the trunk, and then the two of them got into the car.

The car ignited and slowly drove away from the airport, Shigo Harano leaning on his back and staring out the window at the wheat field.

"Is my brother here to visit Fukuoka?"

The driver's uncle doesn't talk to him, but he is a talker, and it's really boring to take a taxi driver who doesn't talk to people.

And seeing that the face of Shingo Harano is very young, and he doesn't have much luggage, he should be a young person who comes to Fukuoka for tourism, and there are really a lot of tourists now.

Yuan Ye Shingo came back to his senses, looked at the driver master from time to time to look at him, the posture of driving with one hand was very sophisticated, and he didn't go in a daze anymore, so he said casually: "No, it's looking for a friend." ”

It's looking for a friend, but it's a girlfriend.

The driver smiled and said in his slightly Kansai accent: "It's a girlfriend, huh?" ”

Shingo Harano's eyes widened, and he turned his head in surprise: "How do you know?" ”

"Ouch, aren't young people nowadays looking for girlfriends when they go out alone?" The driver sneered, as if to say that he was not old, so that he did not understand the style of young men and women at the moment.

Driving a car with one hand in his left hand, he brushed his hair with his right hand, and he brushed the hair that was a little sparse in his head, and Shingo Harano looked at him a little strange, and he didn't dare to lose his hair if he didn't write!

"You young people, you can go out to find friends casually, like me at that time, let alone flying, even riding a bicycle is difficult..."

Shingo Harano was amused by this driver's uncle, and told a lot of his "glorious deeds" along the way, and lamented that he was old and no longer in the same situation.

"Little brother can't be an online dating, right?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Hey! Don't you look for your side if you make friends now?,Nine times out of ten in the field is online dating.,But little brother have to be careful.,Online dating is not reliable.。 Uncle Driver said seriously.

Shingo Harano raised his eyebrows: "Have you experienced it too?" ”

The driver's uncle immediately stiffened, and after reacting, he pretended to cough twice.

"Why, these are all things for you young people, I've only heard of it, I've heard..."His tone was as calm as he could, but Shingo Harano could naturally see it.

At the same time, he also sighed in his heart, a middle-aged uncle dares to date online, but he didn't even have the courage to find his girlfriend, what a failure!

When he arrived in the city of Fukuoka Prefecture, the driver took him to a designated hotel and helped him with his luggage.

Shingo Harano put away his wallet and looked at the tail lights of the taxi that were gradually moving away, and the fare was still very expensive, it seemed that it was not only the fare in Tokyo that was expensive.

The weather in Fukuoka at the end of September is still nice, cool but not cold, as long as it doesn't rain.

I crossed the street with my suitcase and walked into the hotel I had booked online.

It's already afternoon, and since they've all arrived in Fukuoka, there's no need to be in such a hurry, it's okay to go to Ai Fukuhara tomorrow, people can't run anyway.

As for how he knew Ai Fukuhara's address... It was on the envelope that came to me.

Before he came, he arranged everything, first asked Matsuyuki Spring Water if there was anything to arrange recently, then explained the matter of Inoue's draft, and finally told Kitagawa Yukino about it.

He didn't lie and say that he was going on a trip, but told Kitagawa Yukino the truth, and as for Yukino, he naturally knew three words in a simple reply on the line.

Yuan Ye Shingo couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw those three words, it was estimated that it was impossible to be angry, but he would definitely be a little unhappy, but he would definitely not stop him, they all knew it in their hearts.

With his suitcase in his left hand and his bag in his right hand, he walked into a modern hotel in front of him, and checked in after a simple procedure.

Ai Fukuhara's zip code address is actually written in Asakura City, Fukuoka Prefecture, but he checked it on the computer in advance, and it seems that it is close to Oita Gao, and it seems that the Fukuhara family's farm should be in that area.

I swiped the door with my keycard, turned on the light, and sat down on the bed.

Shigo Harano let out a sigh, this time he came very suddenly, and he came directly with an empty mind, but he was really a little nervous thinking about it if he really saw her tomorrow.

Taking a deep breath, Shingo Harano ordered a meal in his room and asked the hotel staff to wait for it to be delivered, while he took out his mobile phone and looked through it.

Inoue Ichiro told him last time that Ling Igarashi is very popular with a manga, and according to Shingo Harano's conjecture, there should be a chance that it will be "Detective Conan", but he checked it and there was no such manga.

frowned without a trace, he was a little unwilling, and directly looked up the most popular comics on her comic platform, entered her pen name, and a comic cover suddenly popped up.

"I am a detective", these big words jumped in his eyes.

"She changed her name?" Shingo Harano muttered to himself.

After thinking about it for a while, it became clear, Igarashi Ling was not himself, he knew that these things were those classics from his previous life, and he had never changed his name, although he had taken up all the benefits... But Igarashi Ling changed the name he had originally obtained, and he was quite disrespectful to himself.

After all, it's still a break, and this can be regarded as the last thing she gave her, no matter how she tosses, as long as she doesn't destroy the classics.

Shaking his head, Shingo Harano put away his phone, and it only took three minutes from thinking to deciding to booking a plane ticket today.

If it weren't for the frequent flights from Tokyo to Fukuoka, he might not have been able to get to Fukuoka right now.

Have a good night's rest and meet the person you want to meet tomorrow.