Scorching And Freezing looked out of the window in disappointment. Bing Qing hadn't come to see him for the past few days. Was she sick?

Thinking back, Bing Qing looked a little weird that day. He couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong, but she was different from her usual self.

Scorching And Freezing found the map that Bing Qing left for him in his drawer. The Yeh family lived not far away. He sneaked out of his house and followed the map to the entrance of a bungalow.

The word "Ye" was written on the side of the door. It seemed that this was the place. Jiao Leng stood on his tiptoes and pressed the doorbell. However, no one answered the door after he pressed it several times.

Was no one home?

Then he would have to wait. He leaned against the wall and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.

The waiting time was always very long. She had been waiting for him like a fool all this time, just to see him and say a few words … Bing Qing was willing to sit in the courtyard for so long …

Jiao Leng felt an unprecedented sense of guilt. She could only understand the other party's feelings when she was in the situation.

Even though he didn't have much free time because of his training, it wasn't like he didn't have any free time.

For example, today, when his father wasn't home, he could have gone out to see Bing Qing, but he was used to her waiting. He was used to the little head that would appear when he opened the window and call his name with a smile.

I'm sorry, Bing Qing. In the future … you don't have to wait for me all the time. I'll come to see you when I'm free. It's okay even if I get scolded by that person when I get home. I can't bear to let you do this one-sided thing. We're good friends. You can come to see me, and I can come to see you.

"Little friend, why are you here alone?

Are you lost? "The neighbor's aunt saw Scorching And Freezing standing in front of the Yeh family when she came home.

Hearing someone talking to him, Scorching And Freezing turned around and said politely, "Hello auntie, I'm waiting for someone here. I'm not lost. Thank you for your concern."

"Waiting for someone?

If it's the Yeh family, they would have moved away a few days ago … "The aunt said doubtfully.

Scorching And Freezing's face turned pale when he heard the word moved away. His lips trembled as he said, "Where … did they move to …?"

The aunt saw Scorching And Freezing's reaction and couldn't help but frown. This child didn't seem to know anything. She said, "Mr. Ye's family moved to America … Are you Xiao Bingqing's friend?

She didn't mention it before … "

Jiao Leng didn't hear a word after that. He didn't know how he got home. When his sister saw him like this, she hurriedly asked him what had happened. He just went back to his room without saying a word.

Bing Qing had never told him about this matter. Just a few days ago, she had told him that she would always be by his side and would be his best friend forever. Were those words all a lie?

...........

Do you think I'm a fool?

You didn't even say goodbye to me. Even if … Even if you can't say it … You could have left me a letter. You left just like that. I even heard the news of you moving away from someone else.

You were clearly someone who was going to leave. Why did you say such things? Why … Why did you leave such an unfulfilled promise …

It was raining heavily outside the window. Scorching And Freezing got up and closed the curtains. He looked at the curtains in a daze … She would never come again. There would never be anyone standing outside the window waiting for him. There would never be anyone sitting on the windowsill to watch the sunset with him and sing to him … Ye Bingqing, you big liar!

Now that mother is gone, you are gone too …

Tears flowed into his mouth and tasted bitter. Scorching And Freezing wiped the tears on his face. He swore that he would never cry again, because crying couldn't change anything. What should have happened, the people who should have left, couldn't be changed with tears.

He took out the map from his pocket, crumpled it into a ball of paper and threw it into the trash can. After a while, he picked up the ball of paper again and carefully smoothed it with his hand. Then, he put the map into the bottom drawer of the cabinet.

.....

Bing Qing had been in the United States for more than a month. She was now living in Los Angeles, also known as LA. This place was completely different from Japan. The language, culture, architecture, and ethnicities … Everything here was so unfamiliar. Bing Qing was assigned to the International Department of the kindergarten. She started learning English from scratch. Looking at those messy letters gave her a headache. Bing Qing didn't have a talent for languages. Her father used to teach her Chinese, but when she saw those complicated words, she gave up immediately.

Ayano was not much better than Bing Qing. She was a bad student since she was young. It could be said that she went to be a hero because of her poor grades. According to her terrible grades, it was impossible for her to get into a good school.

However, all the schools did not have high requirements for cultural studies. Back then, Ling Nai had applied for several high schools and was lucky enough to be accepted by Xiong Ying High School.

The mother and daughter were complaining at home. Only Papa Ye was doing well in the United States. He was a straight-A student. Plus, he had been performing abroad for many years. Naturally, his English was not a problem. The company here valued him very much. Otherwise, they wouldn't have spent so much effort to invite him to the United States.

However, relatively speaking, his working hours were much longer than before. Hnan was not at home, so …

"Mom!

I'm so hungry! "Bing Qing held her poor stomach and wailed.

"I'm hungry too. The takeout here is terrible. Let's just eat instant noodles …" Ayano said helplessly. She was also starving.

Hearing that they were going to eat instant noodles again today, Bing Qing's little face scrunched up. Ever since she came to the United States, she had not had many good meals. The food here did not suit the Japanese taste. Bing Qing missed Japanese food so much.

She felt that in the long run, they would starve to death at home one day. Hence, Bing Qing said, "Mom … let's ask Dad to find a chef to cook for us. A Japanese chef, okay?"

Ayano sat up from the sofa with a whoosh. Her eyes were shining as she said, "That's right!

Why didn't I think of that? When Hnan comes back tonight, we'll tell him! "

.....

The chef was a middle-aged woman around forty years old. She was born and raised in Japan. However, she had been in the United States for ten years. Her Japanese name was Kanna Matsumoto.

Kanna's Japanese food was even better than Mr. Ye's. The two foodies were so satisfied that they could not speak. The two families lived not far from each other, so it was convenient for Kanna to go back and forth.

From then on, Ayano and Bing Qing were able to live a life where all three meals were guaranteed. Their happiness index was five stars.

Bing Qing sat in front of her small desk. She stared blankly at the paper balls that almost covered the entire table. She did not know what to write to Scorching And Freezing. He must still be angry at her for leaving without saying goodbye.

As the saying goes, the better a person's temper is, the scarier they are when they are angry. Bing Qing did not know what to write. Should she write an apology letter and then shamelessly ask for forgiveness?

Or should she write something about her current situation?

The key was that her literacy level was limited. Not only were there typos, but there were also many words that were replaced with Roman transliteration. Bing Qing almost flipped through her dictionary, but she still could not write anything.

However, she was too embarrassed to ask her mother to help her. There were some things that Bing Qing only wanted to say to Scorching And Freezing. She did not want her mother to know.

She suddenly regretted not paying attention in kindergarten. If she had studied properly, it would not be so difficult now. Therefore, Bing Qing began to work hard to learn Japanese. Ayano was shocked. She did not work so hard when she was in Japan. Why did she start learning Japanese when she was in America?

Every day when she returned home from kindergarten, Bing Qing would ask Ayano to teach her how to read. Now, not only did she have to learn Japanese, she also had to learn English. It was double the pressure. In order to write a quality letter to Scorching And Freezing as soon as possible, Bing Qing used all her brain cells to memorize those unfamiliar words. She even gave up on her hobby of watching TV and playing games. She used all her free time to study.

Because of the bloody lesson, Bing Qing did not dare to make jokes or sleep in class anymore. She decided to be a good student and master this foreign language. It would be convenient for her in the future. Otherwise, it would be really boring if she could not communicate with others.

When Ayano saw that her little one was so hardworking, as her mother, she could not slack off.

Therefore, she signed up for an English cram school opened by a Japanese. Every day, she would wander between school and home. She did not have time to do her favorite shopping.

With Bing Qing's tireless efforts, she finally wrote a complete apology letter. She stuck a stamp on it and had Ayano send it to the international mailing center.

Ever since the letter was sent out, she was anxious. She checked her mailbox countless times every day, hoping to receive Scorching And Freezing's reply as soon as possible.

However, after a long, long time, Bing Qing did not receive a reply.

It seemed that Scorching And Freezing was still angry. He probably did not even read the letter. Sigh … However, Bing Qing was not someone who would give up so easily. After a period of time, she wrote another letter. This time, it was about her life here.

At the same time, Bing Qing also sent letters to Miyuki and Kenya. She received a reply very quickly. If she had known earlier, she would have told Scorching And Freezing that she was going to America. Then, she would not have ended up in this situation.

Since he did not reply, she would write until he did. On average, Bing Qing would send Scorching And Freezing a letter every other week. The content of the letter was very strange. Some of the letters were about how bad the local food was, how the weather in Los Angeles was very different from Tokyo, and how the classmates she met in kindergarten came from all over the world. However, these letters were like stones thrown into the sea. She did not receive any reply.

One year, two years, three years … Bing Qing could not remember when it started. She suddenly felt tired and stopped sending letters to Bombardment Scorch. At first, she felt guilty, then disappointed, and finally numb. She basically wrote those letters out of habit. She treated it as a weekly diary. She would check her mailbox every day and carefully look at the sender of each letter. However, she never saw that name.

Scorching And Freezing … How could you be so cruel? It has been so many years. Even if I went overboard in the past, you should not ignore me completely. Even if you wrote a letter to scold me, no … even if you sent an empty envelope.

As long as it is from you, I will keep it well.

Scorching And Freezing … I miss you so much … Can you forgive me?

One day, when she walked to the post office with the letter, the staff at the front desk recognized her. It was because Bing Qing came too often and she had an Asian face. Naturally, the staff remembered this Japanese girl with aqua blue hair.

She always sent the same address, but for some reason, she had a lonely expression on her face.

The staff curiously asked her if the recipient was her BFF (Best Friend).

Friend

That was why he sent her letters so frequently. The girl was stunned for a moment. She took back the letter she had handed out, apologized, and left.

Since then, she never appeared at the post office again.

.....

Bombardment Scorch sat on the windowsill. At dusk, it was also known as the time of the devil. It was said that at this time, ghosts and gods were most likely to appear.

This was what Bing Qing had told him. She also said that his house felt like ghosts would appear at any time. She told him to be careful when he slept at night and not close the door when he woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. As a result, he slept with the lights on for a long time.

In the end, she left so irresponsibly. After so many years, she did not even send a letter to him. She must have forgotten about him.

In the end, it was only a few months from the first time they met until she left. The time they spent together was even less. It was probably only a few days.