Chapter 403
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The box fell open, and a lot of things fell out.
Cheng Qingchong quickly grabbed the table to steady herself and apologized to Qin Yinan, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin."
"It's fine …" Qin Yinan smiled kindly at Cheng Qingchong before his gaze fell on her ankle. "Is your ankle okay?"
Cheng Qingchong shook her head and hurried to the bed to pick up the things that had fallen out of the box.
Qin Yinan reached out to help.
They were all the little girl's old things. There were small cards, stickers, and an undamaged bear eraser …
Qin Yinan and Cheng Qingchong soon cleaned up half of the stuff. When Qin Yinan reached out to pick up a card that was lying on his arm, he stopped moving.
This card is so familiar …
Cheng Qingchong had been studying Qin Yinan out of the corner of her eyes. When she saw the dazed look on his face, she knew she had completed the last task that Big Boss had given her.
That night, Big Boss had told her on the phone that the first thing she needed to do when she returned to the city was to go to his bungalow, enter Song Qingchun's room, and grab this box from the dresser. Then, after Song Qingchun left his house, she was to pretend that she had left this thing behind and have her bring this box to Qin Yinan.
Yes … Qin Yinan … Big Boss had repeated this name three times that night and told her to find the card inside the box for him …
Qin Yinan probably realized he had been spacing out for too long, so he tossed the card back into the box. Then, he moved on to pick up other things, and he ended up picking up several familiar cards.
After placing the last card into the box, Cheng Qingchong closed the lid and placed the box on Qin Yinan's bedside table. Then, she bade Qin Yinan farewell.
Qin Yinan's expression had been natural. After Cheng Qingchong left the room, his gaze slowly fell on the box.
He knew it was disrespectful to look at Song Qingchun's stuff without her permission.
But those cards just now were too familiar … as familiar as his own things …
Qin Yinan stared at the box for a long time without blinking. In the end, he immorally reached out and hugged the box.
He fished out a familiar card from a pile of broken things. Opening it, he saw the clean black handwriting on it. He was stunned, as if he had been hit in the head by a hammer.
If he wasn't sure that the card was his because it had been a long time, then he was absolutely sure now.
It was his handwriting from high school. The poem on the card was written by him in high school.
Back then, he borrowed a book by Xu Zhimo and found a card in it. Then, he casually replied with a poem. Just like that, the two of them borrowed books and exchanged poems for nearly a year …
But wasn't it Tang Nuan who had borrowed the book from him? Why are all the cards with Song Qingchun?
Could it be that Tang Nuan gave it to Song Qingchun because of their good relationship?
Qin Yinan frowned. He rummaged through the box and pulled out all the familiar cards. He opened them one by one and read through their contents carefully.
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