On the wooden bench, two figures sat side by side, one of them holding a book in his hand.
The afternoon sun is particularly warm, and it shines warmly on your body, which is very comfortable.
The big tree blocked part of the sunlight and cast a shade, and there were two or three people gathered below.
"Sheng Xin, look quickly! Looking at it from this angle, isn't this a scene from "The Da Vinci Code"?" An exclamation made everyone around him look at the wooden chair.
Sheng Xin quickly covered her mouth, "Li Xin, can you speak lower?"
She yelled and screamed every time, which made her implicated, and she was always looked at like a monster by others.
Li Xin smiled apologetically and took her hand, "Sorry, I was a little too excited..."
"It's not your first time here, why are you so surprised!" Sheng Xin rolled his eyes, "If you like this place, you can take the bus there every day and it's open until midnight."
She is always speechless and speechless towards Li Xin.
When they first came to London, because she was also Chinese, they quickly became friends.
But after getting along with her for a long time, Sheng Xin realized that...it turned out that she just had a beautiful appearance, but in her heart...she was just a rough-and-tumble silk girl.
Well, this is the only word that suits her.
"I don't want to. Who knows if there are ghosts here at night?" Li Xin laughed awkwardly, "By the way, who called you just now? What did you say?"
"Nothing." Sheng Xin lowered his head and turned another page of the book, then looked at it carefully.
Li Xin's curiosity suddenly overflowed, and she quickly moved her face closer, "Did Tom, who was pursuing you, hit you? And Jack Ryan?"
"It's Michael Jackson."
"..." Li Xin pouted, "Why are you so secretive! There shouldn't be secrets between good friends!"
"Who is a good friend of yours?" Sheng Xin raised his head slightly without looking away from the page of the book. "What I call it is a bad friend by mistake. I can't be a good friend."
"Ah! I feel so sad when you say that!" Li Xin suddenly pretended to be heartbroken and covered her chest, "I can't help it anymore, my heart feels so cold, please cover it for me!"
"Stop making trouble, hurry up and read! If you can't pass tomorrow's test, don't expect me to give you extra lessons." Sheng Xin grabbed her book directly, turned to the exam page and drew a few lines of key points with a pen.
"Hurry up and memorize it."
"Oh my God! I know this English, but I don't know it!" Li Xin wailed, but had to take the book and continue to chew.
Sheng Xin shook his head helplessly, then took out his phone and pressed a few times.
There is an unread MMS message from China, which was sent by An Ran.
The picture is a wedding photo, and An Ran's arrogant tone is still there.
[Go back to the wedding! You said you would come back when I got married. If you don’t come back, you’ll have to wait until we break up!]
Sheng Xin laughed and put away her phone.
When his eyes turned to the book page again, he unexpectedly lost the mood to read.
Return to China...
She also missed home, but she was afraid.
Once she went back, she had to face too many things, or rather...she was even more afraid of meeting Zong Zhenglie.
She really didn't dare to think of that name that had been forgotten for a long time.