Although the initial sweet expectation changed a little later, Shen Qingjia looked at the large pile of gifts in front of him, and his heart was not only shocked but also moved. When she opened them one by one, she was amazed to find that they were really what she needed and liked. Song Fusheng's carefulness can be seen from this.

*

Song Fusheng didn't expect Hua Yijin to call him in the evening.

At that time he was reading in the study, and he had to stay in the study for a while every day. Thankfully, things are back on track today, but it's really tiring. It was the first time in his life that he had worked for a person like this, and it felt both fulfilling and sweet. Because of this, he began to look forward to the rest of his high school life. Originally, he was actually living a step-by-step life, anyway, as long as he wanted, everything would always walk on the established track.

"What are you looking for me?" Song Fusheng asked.

"I'm at a café near your house right now. Song Fusheng, come over now. Don't refuse. Hua Rujin was still angry, so after dinner, I took a taxi to find Song Fusheng. I wanted to go directly to his house, but the momentum in front of me was really not good-looking. If Song Fusheng was at home alone, it would be fine, but Zhuang Zhou was there. Although Zhuang Zhou is not her thing, she still hopes that she can leave a good impression on the other party.

"Is there anything you can't say on the phone? I'm busy right now. Song Fusheng didn't lie either. He is not much better than Zhuang Zhou this month, and he is also very busy, and he still has a few manuscripts to submit.

"I don't care. Anyway, you know that school is going to start in the next few days. But we looked down and didn't look up. You'd better not me off. Let me give you a warm reminder first. Flowers made a mess of coffee, just like his messy mood. She can easily get a lot of people, but Song Fusheng always needs her to spend a lot of effort to get her wish. And even at a much higher cost than originally thought. Why is this man so stubborn? When she remembered this word, Shen Qingjia's face appeared in front of her tacitly. Are they one type of people? Of course not. They are completely people of two worlds. Hua Yijin felt that she might miss Shen Qingjia a little before she remembered her. Speaking of which, school is about to start, so she should be ready too, right? Why don't you give her a call in the evening? Thinking of this, Hua Bijin continued to Song Fusheng: "Qingjia should also come to Zilin in a few days. Do you want to pick her up then? ”

Song Fusheng's fingers paused to turn through the book. He remembered Shen Qingjia's words - how to explain it to her. He didn't care if he explained it or not, but he had to think about her. In order to avoid all kinds of possible misunderstandings—Song Fusheng didn't want Shen Qingjia to look like she would never be able to hold her head up in front of Hua Yijin—he didn't know if he understood it right, but he really felt that she was very humble in front of her, so humble that she didn't look like her friend, but like a little follower. He didn't care about the girl's friendship, but he really wished she could be more confident, as hearty and confident as in front of him, as in front of others.

Seeing that Song Fusheng didn't answer for a long time, the anger of the flowers came up again.

"Song Fusheng! What the hell are you fugue? Have you listened to me? ”

"Yes. I'm about to tell you something. Can you stop being angry? You don't always understand that the world doesn't revolve around you. If you keep being willful like this, you will suffer. ”