When I got home in the evening, it was already half past nine. The lights were on in the living room and dining room, and Jiang Rongzhi sat on the sofa watching TV, waiting for her to come back.

She specially made her favorite seafood porridge for dinner, and Jiang Rongzhi kept boiling it, which would still be very hot.

Fu Siqing sat down to drink porridge, and looked around without Fu Yiran's figure, "Mom, isn't Yiran at home?"

"He doesn't know what he's doing upstairs, and he doesn't know what he's secret. ”

After Fu Siqing finished eating and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, he planned to borrow Fu Yiran's study to continue to make up for the missing professional classes.

She knocked on the door of the study, but no one answered. I turned the doorknob and found that the door was locked from the inside.

"Fu Yiran, are you in there?" she continued to knock on the door.

"Huh?" Fu Yiran responded, "I'm here." ”

"I want to ask you, can you lend me a study? If you're too busy, I'll go to the lounge on the top floor. ”

"You wait a minute!" Fu Yiran didn't open the door after two minutes, "I'm not busy, the study is for you, I'll go to the leisure area." ”

Fu Siqing saw him with his hands behind his back, he didn't know what he was holding, and ran up the stairs with a cigarette out of the study.

Fu Yiran's study is very spacious, except for two rows of bookshelves on the left and right, a long ink-black table, and a plush white carpet. On the carpet was a one-meter-long bear, lying on the ground in a languid pose.

The carpet and the bear look very inconsistent with the design of the whole study.

Fu Siqing sorted out the folder in front of the computer and put it in the corner of the table. Then he moved his chair and sat down in an empty area without a computer and began to read.

She has almost lost most of the content of the book, and it is estimated that the thesis will be stuck up for a while. She scratched her hair, a little irritated, and once again regretted that she had studied finance. Looking up casually, she saw that there were several books on financial theory on the bookshelf on the right.

She stood up, her fingers running a row of books from left to right, and stopped at a professional book on business management. She took out the book and opened it to see that it was densely packed with many notes.

The font is neat and neat, and it looks good.

She flipped to the cover, and it said that the 2014 Finance 01 class was the same.

Flipping back, there is a photograph on page 34 of the book. The girl in the photo is wearing a high school uniform, her hair is loose with bangs, a backpack on her back, and headphones in her ears. She couldn't hide the joy on her face, and she was walking out of the crowd of people.

It was Fu Siqing's fourteenth birthday. She finally waited until school to have dinner with her father and celebrate her turn one year older.

She remembered that her father had promised her a new piano for her fourteenth birthday.

It's just that that day, she waited until late and didn't wait for her father, let alone a birthday present. It was also that day that Fu Siqing grew up overnight.

The girl in the photo smiled softly and sweetly, and Fu Siqing couldn't remember that she would have such a happy moment. She was even in a trance, was the girl on top of her or not?

How could Fu Yiran have a photo of her? This angle looks like a candid shot.

She didn't think too deeply, she tucked the picture in the book, closed the book, and put it back in its original place. She picked out another book, which contained nothing but complete notes.

She stayed up until one o'clock in the morning, and when she returned to the bedroom, Fu Yiran was lying on the sofa, holding the remote control in her hand, and kept switching channels.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Wait for you to come back. Fu Yiran turned off the TV and asked her, "How are you studying?"

"Basically, there are still a lot of concepts that I haven't figured out. Fu Siqing took off her shoes and went to bed, looked at the empty side on the other side, and asked, "Fu Yiran, do you want to come to bed to sleep?"

"Yes!" he blurted out without even thinking about it.