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Chapter 192 Lost

Lin Jing was amused by her cold humor and wanted to laugh a little. When she thought that the person she wanted to make fun of didn't smile, she herself laughed first. It seemed a bit inappropriate, so she pressed her lips hard twice to hold back her laughter. went back.

On the other side of the phone, there was no speaking.

Lin Jing pressed the earphones into his ears, cleared his voice, and said again: "I'm not trying to make you happy."

"It's really not my original intention to be an exchange student, I just want to make..." Lin Jing paused, swallowing the word "mother" on his lips: "...others are happy."

She never thought that one day, she would use "others" to describe Jiang Wan.

The last time Jiang Wan said she would come to BJ, but she broke the appointment, and she called her. Her indifferent attitude shattered her last illusion about her.

It had been a few days since that incident, and these days, with a bit of anger, she never looked for Jiang Wan, and Jiang Wan never looked for her.

Obviously they were the two closest people in the world, but they turned out to be even more distant than strangers. . .

Lin Jing suppressed the self-mockery in his heart, paused for two seconds, and continued: "As for myself, I don't particularly want to go."

"How to put it, as far as you know, it is similar to the kind of family with mines. The life is arranged for the child as soon as he is born. No one asks the child if that is the life he wants."

Lin Jing didn't know if it was her own problem, maybe it was because she suddenly thought of Jiang Wan, she always felt that her state was a bit pretentious, so that after she finished saying these words, she felt a little uncomfortable, she swallowed, and calmed down. He let out a sigh, and in order to cover up his discomfort, he pretended to be relaxed and added a sentence: "Of course, I'm not saying that my family has a mine, I'm just making an analogy, if there is a mine, it's my Brother Kuang's family." mine."

Lin Jing felt that the last sentence of his was quite rhyming, so he couldn't help laughing, "I think this sentence is quite good, I suggest you play a game in a few days, and you can consider being a supporter of Brother Kuang's family who has a mine." Card."

Sheng Kuang also laughed: "Okay, listen to you, I will tell the mosquitoes tomorrow."

"Haha, good." Lin Jing paused, and then said, "Remember to make it golden."

"okay."

"When the time comes, remember to leave a support card for me, a creative person."

"No problem, Creative Guy."

The two chatted for a while, Lin Jing glanced at the time: "Well, I'm going to take a bath and rest."

"Well, let's go." After a pause, he said, "Good night."

Lin Jing replied good night, just about to hang up the phone, hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold back: "You really shouldn't be too stressed."

Pomp: "Huh?"

Lin Jing explained: "That is, I gave up on being an exchange student, so don't think about it."

The grand situation realized what she meant, and she clicked her tongue in a uncomfortable tone, "Is it on purpose?"

Lin Jing was thinking of comforting him with a few words, but paused: "... huh?"

Sheng Kuan chuckled twice, and continued to say with a bit of yin and yang: "Remind me deliberately, how narcissistic I was just now."

Lin Jing: "..."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jing went to take a shower. After she came out, she sat at the table and dried her hair. While blowing, she held the hair dryer and did not move.

She thought of what Xi Jinping said before she hung up the phone.

Although it sounded like he was laughing at himself, through the ridicule, he could still feel some loss and pity.

Lin Jing laughed, blinked her eyes, and continued to dry her hair. When she was almost dry, she squeezed some hair oil, and slowly applied it to the end of her hair. During the process, her eyes kept drifting to her mobile phone.

After floating for about five or six times, she suddenly raised her hand, took out two wet wipes from the box next to her, quickly wiped off the oil left between her fingers, and picked up the phone.

Xiao Jingjiang: There is still a little bit of it...

Miracle:?
Xiao Jingjiang: The reason for Diu Diu Diu Diu Diu Diu is because you are not going to be an exchange student.

Perhaps these reasons were mixed with some personal feelings, but it was more because of Sheng Kuan's unyielding energy that made her make up her mind.

He had obviously been away from the arena for two years, and everyone felt that it was impossible for him to come back, and even if he did, he would not be able to return to the peak.

But he just stood up under the pressure. From the secondary league to No.1 in Group S, he never thought of backing down.

She saw in him the passion and appearance that a teenager should have.

She thinks she should be like this too, she has to have her own dream, and she has to live for her dream.

Lin Jing bent his lower lip and looked down at the phone.

Miracle: 12 throws?

Xiaojing sauce: Yes, no less.

Miracle: All right, let's lose 12 if you lose 12.

Xiaojing sauce: Are you moved?
Miracle: Kind of.

Xiaojing sauce: A little bit? 12 lost so little?
Miracle: That's not true, it's quite touching, a few drops less than 12 drops.

Miracle: However, one thing is 12 drops.

Xiaojing sauce: What's the matter?

Miracle: Miss you.

Miracle: Just suddenly, there was a little bit of a little bit.

Miracle: Miss you all the time.

(End of this chapter)