His sister was always so sensible.

Shen Qingjia knows that it is not easy for her parents at home, and she never spends money indiscriminately.

But where it should be, she never skimps. This is only true to the people she loves. After all, she herself is only willing to buy things related to learning. God knows how much she wants to buy that dress in the department store window display case!

Shen Zhishi still remembered that on his birthday this year, Shen Qingjia actually gave him a big brand of electronic watch. It was the Spring Festival gift he wanted last year, because it was too expensive - two hundred and fifty-eight yuan, and Dad refused without even thinking about it. He was already dead. Who knew that my sister had always remembered this. Thinking of this, Shen Zhishi's nose was a little sour, and he secretly swore that he must be good to his sister when he grows up, and he must be very good.

His sister deserves the best of everything in the world.

"Alright, alright. Don't be so frustrated. I'll just talk about it. Nor is it to blame you. In short, we need to understand each other as a family, so that we can get better and better. Shen Qingjia really didn't expect that he would say that, and Shen Zhishi would be depressed for so long. She's probably a little too serious about him, and next time she'll learn a lesson and express these things in the right and better way. He was young, and she didn't want him to be unhappy.

She wanted his brother to be happy and free of worries for the rest of his life.

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"Why do you think Song Fusheng won't come back?" Shen Qingjia asked.

"He's not moving?" Shen Zhishi thought that Shen Qingjia knew.

"Moving? Are you sure? Shen Qingjia sighed in his heart. Although she had heard about it a long time ago, she didn't believe it so much, because Song Fusheng didn't live here in the first place. It's just that why when she heard Shen Zhishi's affirmative tone say that he was going to move, she was still very uncomfortable in her heart, and she couldn't breathe. "So do you know when he's leaving?" Already gone? She didn't dare ask. People always don't want what they are afraid of to come true, and if it does, it is really unacceptable for a while. Even people who are very strong on weekdays are inevitably sad.

"I don't know when I'm leaving. I just don't think he has been back here for a month, that's why I guessed that. Shen Zhishi said truthfully.

After a while, Shen Qingjia said silently: "That's right." But we can't help it if he wants to go. It was his decision. ”

"But we can throw him a farewell party!" A child's mind is really—quite strange.

Shen Qingjia was not interested. She did not respond to his offer. With her shallow understanding of Song Fusheng, she was sure that if he really wanted to leave without saying a word, they would have no chance to give him a meal - after all, people didn't want to. She may not be particularly sensual either, and is not interested in this formalism. If there is any expectation, it is to expect him to say goodbye to them before leaving.

After all, everyone has been friends for so many years.

And Shen Qingjia was afraid that he would never see each other again if he didn't say goodbye. Some farewells happen without warning, and we don't even know it when it happens, and we don't know it until we never see each other again.

Shen Qingjia didn't want that.

Shen Zhishi is not without eyesight. He could see that his sister was in a bit of a slump right now, and he knew it was time for him to quit. "Sister. When it was time, I went to bed. You also go to bed early. ”

"I see." Shen Qingjia glanced at the alarm clock on the table and motioned for Shen Zhishi to hurry back to the room to sleep.

The door was gently shut.

Shen Qingjia picked up the calendar in his hand and was about to open it to read-

"Sister, remember-don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you."

Shen Zhishi, the little guy pushed open the door and poked his head out and said.

"Good night." Shen Qingjia was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor.

It was late at night.

The person in the bed has not been sleepy.

Shen Qingjia rarely suffers from insomnia. Today, I unexpectedly couldn't sleep. She didn't think about anything special, and she didn't have any worries.

The only thing that puzzled her was that those things related to Song Fusheng kept coming to her mind.

Nothing can be left to go.