The flowers were angry for several days.

Maybe it's because of Zhuang Zhou, but she knows very well in her heart that it's not just like that: it's not just because of Zhuang Zhou. She was angry with herself. She didn't know how she could be so bold, how she could lose her mind like that. She didn't even know what was going on? It has nothing to do with love, that's the only thing that's certain.

Hua Bijin suddenly remembered one thing, she and Shen Qingjia have known each other for so many years, they have nothing to talk about, they have said so many things, and there are countless topics, but they have never seriously said a topic that every girl, every girl around her, and girlfriends will talk about - about their sweethearts. She and she had never talked about it before. It's unbelievable! Hua Yijin herself felt unbelievable. But that's really the case. None of them specifically avoided the issue, but none of them seriously mentioned it.

Why is that?

Hua Bijin couldn't find an answer. She wasn't in much of a mood to think about it either. How to say it and what not to say? Nothing will be any different.

Hua Yijin drank a big sip of water fiercely, gurgling, as if her troubles also entered her stomach with this cold boiled water, again,

*

It was sunny in the garden.

Roses, moon flowers, calla lilies, hyacinth mountain cherry blossoms, daffodils, and many other flowers that Shen Qingjia can't name, each flower is competing for beauty, so happy. It's a beautiful summer, a season that is more beautiful than spring. Shen Qingjia loves this season. She went to sniff the moon flowers nearby, and there was a faint fragrance coming to her nose.

"Do you like it here?" Zhuang Zhou asked.

"I like it. These flowers grow very well. Shen Qingjia straightened up, and she smoothed a strand of broken hair from her ear by the way. It's Zhuang Zhou here.

"It takes a lot of time and money to cultivate these. A gardener comes to take care of it every day. Do you know all these flowers? These are rare flowers flown in from all over the world. This is a cannonball flower from Malaysia. Over there, it's Camellia. ”

"Camellia I know. She is known as the Queen of the Tea Clan. The golden flowers are huge and vibrant, and they are very graceful and luxurious. ”

"You know quite a bit."

"But there are many more that I can't name. I don't see that you like flowers and plants so much. Shen Qingjia said.

"Okay." Zhuang Zhou wanted to say that it was Song Fusheng's little interest. He is very patient and interested in planting these flowers and plants. He doesn't really have any special interests other than writing. "Have you been reading lately?"

"Look. The latest magazines were also bought. Shen Song's talent is still amazing. Speaking of his favorite writer, Shen Qingjia's face was a little more pink.

"Want to meet him?" Zhuang Zhou asked.

"Yes! He never appears to have been seen in front of the media, though. Shen Qingjia said with a little regret.

"I think he'll have a signing soon." Zhuang Zhou said.

"Really?! It's unbelievable. He doesn't look like the type to communicate with people. ”

"You're right." Zhuang Zhou snickered.

"But how do you know? I haven't seen any of this in magazines. Neither do other sites. Shen Qingjia was a little puzzled.

"Ah, I guess." Zhuang Zhou said.

"If it's true, then you're really super-god." Shen Qingjia gave Zhuang Zhou a thumbs up.

"That might be." Zhuang Zhou used his mobile phone to send a message to Song Fusheng as he spoke.

"I'm looking forward to it." Shen Qingjia said.

"I'm looking forward to it, too." "By the way, what the hell do you think?" Zhuang Zhou asked.

"Are you asking me which school I'm going to go to?"

Zhuang Zhou nodded.

"It's obvious. I can't be an alumnus with you anymore. I'm going to study art. When the time comes, choose an art academy according to the score line. I think there should be a school I can go to. Shen Qingjia smiled bitterly.

"Of course, it can be done. Do you want to be a painter in the future? That's good. Zhuang Zhou thought for a while and said.

"Painter, I think. I'll try. Maybe in the future, I will have the opportunity to give Shen Song's calligraphy and painting an inner page illustration or cover. Haha, it's just me talking about it casually. The way I am now, I'm daydreaming. Don't laugh at me. Shen Qingjia was a little shy when he talked about his dream, because he suddenly hooked up with his idol, which was a great but difficult thing. She didn't know much about Shen Song, except for the shining words, she didn't know anything else. Just like Hua Bijin once joked, maybe Shen Song is a married uncle. Or just a delicate little woman. No one knows what he really looks like.

Shen Qingjia didn't think what Hua Bijin said was wrong, no one had ever seen Shen Song's true face.

"One writes and one draws. Well. That's a good idea. I think it's doable! Very doable! Zhuang Zhou's words were a bit like saying to Shen Qingjia, and they were also a bit like a person talking to himself. Shen Qingjia didn't understand Zhuang Zhou's deep meaning, she thought that Zhuang Zhou was laughing at her, she really didn't know how thick the sky was. But if Zhuang Zhou really thinks so, there is nothing wrong with it.

And so it is.

"In short, even if you don't have the qualifications to paint him, you have to keep going. As long as you are willing to work hard, I believe that you will not always look up to him. Shen Qingjia is still very optimistic.

"I'm sure you can do it." I'm waiting for you to help me draw the illustrations. The words that Zhuang Zhou almost blurted out were finally swallowed back into his stomach. Don't mess up before the time comes.

"Thank you for believing in me." Shen Qingjia's face was flushed.

"Floating. You better let Shen Qingjia choose for himself. She has her own ideas and choices. Zhuang Zhou said.

"Shut up! Who do you think you are?! Why meddle?! I won't allow Shen Qingjia to live in your house! Die for it! Song Fusheng suddenly said to Zhuang Zhou excitedly.

"Floating. I didn't mean to make you angry, I just-" Zhuang Zhou was still in the same tone, suave and elegant.

"I told you, shut up, shut up! Didn't you hear? I repeat: I won't let Shen Qingjia live in your house, absolutely not! ”

*

Hua Bijin sent a message to Shen Qingjia, which was the first message after the results came out.

"I missed out on Azusa Lim. Prepare to fill Stra University. "I originally wanted to tell Shen Qingjia about my score, but I didn't know whether Shen Qingjia was higher or lower than me, or decided not to say that. Hua Bijin has an intuition, she and Shen Qingjia University should not be together.

"I didn't get enough grades for Stella University. I'm going to apply for an art academy at random. Shen Qingjia said truthfully.

"Trust your choice." After a few minutes, Hua Bijin said to Shen Qingjia.

"Yes. No matter what, we must go on firmly. Let's do it together. Shen Qingjia didn't know if he was still worthy of saying this, everyone had to work together. She used to be poor, too. Now that he has become a person, he may only have countless sympathies left.

"Come on." Hua Bijin said.

*

Night.

Shen Qingjia lay on the bed and thought a lot.

Song Fusheng has not made a phone call or sent a text message to himself. Perhaps he was worried that no matter how much he asked, it would hurt her self-esteem. Because they could have stood under the same sky. Now she's lagging behind alone. It's better not to say anything than to say anything wrong. Shen Qingjia didn't blame him for ignoring her.

I don't know how. There is another thought that pops up very suddenly in my heart - do you still like him?

I like it.

In the darkness, there was still a silent answer without hesitation. No matter what happens, her love for him is undeniable. She's always liked him. Once upon a time, and still is.

But now this liking is even more indescribable, she has nothing to rely on, she can't give him anything, she can't be his help, she can't even stand on the same horizon as him.

I can only hide it deeply and continue to hide this heart.

To thank you, I'll tell you why. I called me, but I didn't get him to trouble me, so I lied to him, and the phone disappeared. Hey, hey, hey. Song Fusheng smiled slyly and touched his own bangs.

“…… But you didn't lose your phone. Shen Qingjia didn't know what was the matter. Why do you have to lie? She didn't understand, but she didn't ask.

"When the time comes, I'll say I've found it." Song Fusheng's teeth are so white, and his smile is like the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

"What a clumsy lie now that I think about it. But I didn't notice it at the time, and I thought this person believed in me. Shen Qingjia recalled with a red face.

Sometimes people start to think too much and inevitably have cranky thoughts, and when you start to think cranky, you start to lose sleep. Shen Qingjia couldn't sleep no matter what, she gave up struggling after turning back and forth on the bed a few times, and simply turned on the light. She draped a thin shawl and picked up a magazine on the bookshelf to look at. She easily flipped to Shen Song's column, an essay she had read many times. "Even one person can amaze the time". O one, everybody has a person, it's your powerlessness, and no one can really save you from the darkness except yourself. yes, yes. No one can really save you. But there must be someone who can light your lamp and be your light.

In the past, her home, her family was her light, Shen Song was her light, and she was also her light, and everyone in her life, warm people, were her light, more or less illuminating her life path. Now the lights are fading, and some of them have even gone out, but the warm heart is still warm.

This is the power of love.

After reading the book, I still didn't feel sleepy. Shen Qingjia decided to paint a few paintings to pass the time.

*

It was twelve o'clock in the evening.

Song Fusheng called himself. Zhuang Zhou really didn't expect it. He smiled and said to Song Fusheng: "Today is not my birthday, why are you calling me so much?" Do you miss me? ”

"Miss you. Seriously, why do you suddenly want to hold a readers' meeting? ”

"It's not that I want to do it. I think you can do one. ”

"Reason."

"Shen Qingjia is your loyal reader."

Was it happy then?

Shen Qingjia didn't know either, because she hadn't thought about it. That's the habit anyway, that's the rule anyway. Anyway, that's how it goes.

Nobody feels like there's something wrong with it, no one thinks it's unequal.

Habit becomes nature.

After I went to high school, I saw more people, and my perception seemed to have changed.

Shen Qingjia didn't know why he suddenly pursued equality. Equality in friendship. Maybe it's because you've met a lot of people and seen other people's friendships, and you'll start thinking about your own life. So I found my own problem.

She discovered what she really wanted about friendship - she began to think about the nature of friendship.

I want friends who can advance and retreat together, have common topics, and have common values. Help each other and rely on each other. Not strong, not arrogant, not humble, not dependent. The two of them have always walked hand in hand to become better people together.

True friends do not need one person to blindly tolerate another, real friends are mutual understanding and mutual tolerance.

There are no compromises in a true friendship relationship, some of them are genuinely good for you, and you genuinely think about me.

A long-term friendship relationship requires both parties to manage carefully in order to truly achieve a long-lasting friendship.

"Thank you. I'm really glad you came. Stay safe on the road and see you in a moment. Shen Qingjia quickly replied to the text message.

"Sister. What are you laughing at? Somebody texted you. Are you so happy? Shen Zhishi saw Shen Qingjia holding his mobile phone and laughing non-stop, he was a little puzzled, it was the first time he had seen such a sister. Is there someone you like? He didn't ask, though. Because he can't think of a better boy in this world than Song Fusheng for the time being, he is worthy of his sister's liking. He still likes it very much, and it is worthy of his sister to be with Song Fusheng.

"It's like a brocade. She's here today, too. Shen Qingjia answered his brother's question very honestly. There is really no need to hide this from my brother. My brother has always liked flowers. Shen Qingjia understands, after all, he likes to take Shen Zhishi out to play with him since he was a child. Hua Yijin treats Shen Zhishi like his own brother. Shen Qingjia has always been very grateful to her. Although he didn't tell her these things seriously, she always remembered them in her heart. Perhaps it is because of this kind of fate that Shen Qingjia has been able to obey Hua Nijin's words for so many years. As long as there is something, whether it is her fault or not, she will take it directly on herself anyway, and then sincerely apologize to Hua Yijin.

It has been this way for so many years. Thinking of this, Shen Qingjia felt a little uncomfortable. She couldn't tell if she was disappointed in her lack of opinion or doubtful about the friendship.

"Sister Bijin is here too! That's great! Sister Jin must have prepared a gift for me. I'm looking forward to it. Seriously, sister, you rarely contact Sister Rujin now, right? I almost thought you were fighting and weren't friends anymore. The good thing is that I think too much.