Net King Whale Fall

Atobe Keigo turned his head slightly, avoiding Sanada Ling's sight. He didn't want to recall that photo, but the more he wanted to forget it, the clearer the memory in his mind became.

Sanada Ling turned the person's face over and said, "Answer my question."

After a long stalemate, Atobe Keigo whispered, "Take a photo with you."

Somewhat vague, Sanada Ling asked, "Our photo? Who?"

Atobe Keigo suddenly said seriously, "It's not you, it's you and him. There is no relationship between them. They are independent individuals."

"You and I can only use us."

Sanada Ling clicked on his cheek and said, "Describe what kind of photo it is."

"I can't remember who he is. I only found out after Ada investigated some information. According to the information, I only met him once."

Sanada Ling thought for a moment whether to explain in more detail. After all, she was the one who took the initiative to go racing at that time.

Atobe Keigo pursed his lips slightly. That photo had a great impact on him, otherwise he wouldn't have been provoked to the point of starting a fight, so a face-to-face kiss wouldn't work this time.

"In the car, you're in the driver's seat wearing a mask, and he's in the passenger seat."

The photo was actually a bit blurry, but Atobe Keigo knew Sanada Ling very well, so he could tell at a glance that the person sitting in the driver's seat was Sanada Ling, even if the person was wearing a mask and only exposed one pair of eyes.

Well, it all has something to do with the car. It seems like it really happened that night.

Sanada Ling thought about her choice of words, "It should have been when I was in junior high school. You know, my relationship with my brother wasn't very harmonious at that time, right?"

Atobe Keigo's hand clasping Sanada Ling's waist tightened unconsciously.

Sanada Ling felt it and continued, "One time we went out to play and had a quarrel, and then I left by myself, not knowing where I was going."

"I saw a place with flashing lights in the taxi. I went over to have a look out of curiosity and played around with it. I guess someone took a photo of it at that time."

Atobe Keigo grabbed a vague point and said, "We left after the quarrel. When did you leave?"

Sanada Ling thought about it and said, "In the evening, I forgot the specific time."

Atobe Keigo couldn't ask why Sanada Ling didn't contact him at that time. He also knew that he was the only one who was wishful thinking at that time, and Sanada Ling wouldn't think of him when she was in a bad mood.

But if you go out in the middle of the night, even if you know that Sanada Ling is very skilled, you still can't help but worry.

After a while, Atobe Keigo sighed, "What are you playing with?"

Sanada Ling paused and said softly, "Racing."

Atobe Keigo:"……"

"what?!"

Did he just hear it wrong?

She knew it when Sanada Ling put her arms around his neck and buried her head. She didn't care, she had already said it anyway.

The warm and fragrant nephrite in my arms couldn't suppress Atobe Keigo's rising blood pressure, "Get up and speak clearly!"

Sanada Ling is as steady as an old clock and as motionless as a mountain.

Atobe Keigo’s head was covered, he was so angry, Junior High School! When I was in junior high school, I didn't have a driver's license. I had an argument and ran out in the middle of the night. I forgot about it and went racing with a stranger!

Atobe Keigo must have had a strong heart to let this matter go over lightly, "Sanada Ling, sit up straight and speak clearly, you..."

Sanada Ling raised her head and kissed her, blocking out all the unfinished words.

Atobe Keigo's eyes were almost red with anger, he was angry and scared.

Who is Terasawa? His family background is not clean at all. The place where a bunch of rich second generation racers are mixed with all kinds of monsters and monsters. If Sanada Ling accidentally gets tricked, Atobe Keigo can't even think about it.

Sanada Ling rubbed his lips, suppressing his anger, "Just listen to me, don't be angry yet."

"I just played around for a while. I just took a look out of curiosity. That was the only time."

Atobe Keigo gritted his teeth, "How many more times do you want to come?"

Sanada Ling thought to herself that she wanted to play a few more times, but she was afraid to go because she was being controlled. "I haven't finished speaking yet. After playing around for a while, my uncle came to see me. You understand, and then I left."

To be precise, he was sued and dragged away, and the god of mountain racing in Akina died.

Atobe Keigo's face was expressionless, "It sounds like you still feel very sorry."

It's a little bit, but I can't say it out loud.

Sanada Ling shook his head, "No, absolutely not. I just couldn't control my emotions at that time and couldn't help playing. I have never been to a similar place since then, not even once."

Atobe Keigo didn't speak, but his chest rose and fell obviously. He was afraid that he couldn't control his emotions at this time.

Seeing him like this, Sanada Ling didn't add fuel to the fire, as it might not end well.

"Don't be angry, I promise you I will never go to a similar place in the future, and I will never race again if nothing happens."

Atobe Keigo, "You can't go even if you have something to do."

Sanada Ling hummed, "If something happens to me now, I will definitely come over to find you. Who would go racing on their own?"

After hearing this, Atobe Keigo finally calmed down and felt a little tired for a while.

He was really frightened by Sanada Ling.

Sanada Ling touched his hair, the ends of which were soaked with sweat, "Would you like to take a shower first?"

Atobe Keigo's voice was muffled, and he showed a rare sign of slackness, "I don't want to move."

Sanada Ling looked at it carefully and said, "Are you tired? I still want to take you somewhere."

"Huh?" Atobe Keigo's eyelashes twitched slightly, "Where to go."

"Shooting gallery."

"?"

Sanada Ling said, "My uncle took me to the shooting gallery that day. I will go there if I have nothing to do after that."

A trace of thought flashed across Atobe Keigo's eyes, "I'm going, of course I'm going, just wait for me for a few minutes."

Sanada Ling got off Keigo Atobe and said, "Go quickly."

The minute hand was already halfway through when someone finished packing. Except for some bruises on his face, everything else was perfect.

The shooting gallery is still the same, and the ladies at the front desk are all familiar faces. Sanada Ling has a vague impression, and can't remember the person's name, but the other person is very familiar with Sanada Ling.

"You're here. The room upstairs is ready. You can go up at any time."

Sanada Ling nodded slightly, "Thank you very much."

Atobe Keigo looked around and noticed something was wrong after getting on the elevator. He thought it was a normal VIP box or something.

Sanada Ling explained while walking, "This place was opened by my uncle's teammates after they retired from the army. The downstairs is for ordinary people, and the upstairs is for old friends. This is my uncle's. The mold wooden warehouse inside is almost the same as the real one. It will feel better.”

Pushing the door open, he said, "Try it, I remember what you learned."

Atobe Keigo put on the equipment and installed the wooden warehouse skillfully. Sanada Ling was watching his movements quietly from the side.

boom---
The arm is level with the shoulder, and the finger presses the trigger. The finger, which is more translucent than jade, rests on the black wooden branch. The black and white are clear and sexy.

Sanada Ling looked at Keigo Atobe with admiration. They all say that men are most handsome when they are serious, and this is indeed true.

While Atobe Keigo was shooting, Sanada Ling silently took out her mobile phone and took a photo. It would be a pity not to retain such beautiful scenery.

Sometimes, Sanada Ling couldn't help but doubt herself. Did she agree to date Atobe Keigo because of his beauty?

After careful consideration, Sanada Ling confirmed that this accounted for at least half of it.

This is human nature, right, and understandable.

Happy Lantern Festival.