——"Then next time you can tell those friends who always fight with you, although everyone's appearance is different, once the skin is torn off, everyone has the same flesh and blood... The proof is that in this world we live in, no matter what race, everyone has the same red blood as you!"
As expected, I think of her all the time. In the past, I only saw the unfair side of life towards me, but since I met her, I also understand that waving fists can also be justice.
Fūya Ling's expression couldn't help but become lonely. If possible, he really wanted to take a time machine back to twelve years ago when she hadn't left yet, and tell her that he had grown up well and that he had become an excellent police academy student.
And a question.
He really wanted to know where she had been during these twelve years and why he couldn't find her no matter how hard he looked.
Matsuda Jinpei was about to retort but he noticed that Furuya Rei had his head down, letting the water continue to flow out of the faucet. He looked careless but was actually very thoughtful. He reached out to tighten the faucet and swallowed what he wanted to say.
Who doesn’t have a first love? Speaking of which, I saw Sister Qiansu yesterday after a long time, and I still felt my heart pounding.
First love teaches you what "love" is.
But he is Jinpei Matsuda, so if he doesn’t fight back with words, he will fight back with actions!
"Woooooooooo!"
Immersed in memories, Fūya Rei suddenly felt something cold sprayed on his face. He widened his eyes and saw the gloating Matsuda Jinpei running away in a hurry. Only then did he realize that this guy had blocked half of the faucet with his hand and splashed all the water on his face.
"Matsuda!!!"
"Hahahaha, hurry up and dry your hair. I'm going downstairs first!"
Zhu Fujingguang looked at Furuya Rei, who looked like a drowned cat, especially the way his signature M-shaped bangs were wet and stuck to his forehead. He picked up the towel in his hand and handed it to him, smiling brightly.
"Zero, clean your hair and hurry up to the meeting place. I'll be waiting for you at the stairs."
"Okay, Hiro."
Fūya Rei took the towel and wiped his wet hair. He was somewhat glad that Matsuda's aim was still good. All the water hit his face, and only the collar of his police uniform was wet.
That guy Matsuda must have guessed it.
What a smart guy.
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