As long as he lived, he would think of it countless times every day in the future, and it would be remembered in his heart forever. It wasn't a special day, but it made a lot of sense because of the girl in front of me wearing a wide blue and white school uniform.

Song Fusheng was sure that he would remember her in this life.

The two walked in silence for a while.

"Shen Qingjia. I don't mind, really. I don't mind if you want to hold hands again. ”

When passing by a fruit stall, Song Fusheng came up with such an earth-shattering sentence.

"Huh?"

Shen Qingjia glanced at the proprietress of the fruit stall, convinced that she was busy with business and did not hear their conversation. Her heart was calmer. Today is not April Fool's Day, what kind of trouble is Song Fusheng doing. This is not the Song Fusheng in her impression. The gods descended to earth. I don't know why, Shen Qingjia's heart popped up with these four words. Song Fusheng, who has always needed to look up to her, is suddenly extremely close to the people today, and treats her so approachably. She was terrified.

"I mean, I'm very willing. You know, you're the first girl to hold my hand. ”

Song Fusheng said unhurriedly.

“…… It was an accident. I just said it and apologized. ”

Shen Qingjia really couldn't believe that these words came out of Song Fusheng's mouth, she remembered that he didn't like to speak, he didn't like to talk to her. So in such a good mood today? Countless questions spread in my heart.

"Shen Qingjia, are you saying that you are often like this?"

"Which one?"

Shen Qingjia frowned. What the hell was he thinking?! Could it be that he thought that she often led boys on the street like this??? Is there a mistake? Didn't she really have a brain in the water? He doesn't want to be so practical! "Song Fusheng. My brain is not flooded, don't worry. ”

A second later, Shen Qingjia regretted that he had said this too rashly. The other party is Song Fusheng.

Song Fushengyun said lightly: "I knew you did it on purpose. You just want to hold my hand, right? ”

"..............." Countless black dots were arranged and combined in her mind, and her brain was about to lack oxygen. She looked left and right and was sure that this was Song Fusheng himself, but when did he become so funny, no, was he so frivolous? Is this the so-called other side? Shen Qingjia looked at Song Fusheng with an alien expression, she really didn't know what to say at this moment. Anyway, if you're as smart as he is, no matter what you say, you'll be blocked back by him as if nothing happened.

Shen Qingjia decided to give up resistance. It's better to get the conversation back to where it started.

"You're finally smiling."

Just before Shen Qingjia was about to speak, Song Fusheng said the above words with a smile.

Shen Qingjia was surprised. Did she just laugh? He saw her crying again. "I've been fine for a long time. Especially after being teased by you, now the whole person is in good spirits. ”

"I hope you're in good spirits every day."

"I will."

There is another sentence that you didn't say too, and Shen Qingjia left it in her heart. She whispered to him in her heart that you have to be happy, although I can't resist you like this, but as long as you are happy.

Later, the topic gradually softened, and I didn't talk about studying, and for the first time, I naturally talked about what I saw and heard during the holiday. Song Fusheng walked outside her, listening with a smile on his face, responding occasionally, and listening to her most of the time.

He had the illusion that time had suddenly turned back to that year.

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Before I knew it, I was happy. Thank you. Song Fusheng.

- Shen Qingjia's Diary, 2004