Such a Shen Qingjia doesn't like to talk.

Song Fusheng has a lot of incomprehension about Shen Qingjia, which is the most incomprehensible.

He'd seen her chatting with Blossom. Hua Yijin has always been able to speak well, but he only knew that Shen Qingjia was even more witty when he spoke, and his mouth was full of words. He believed that she must be a well-informed person. It's just that such a person has nothing to talk about every time he talks to him, and the content of his reluctant speech is only limited to studying and ranking in test scores, and what is even more terrifying is that after these two things are said, he completely falls into a dead silence, and there is nothing else to say.

Song Fusheng remembered that he once took the initiative to talk about a topic, which was also what she and Hua Yijin once talked about painting.

I heard you're doing fashion painting right now.

Song Fusheng is a flowery opening sentence. But the answer he got wasn't as wonderful that day, not even a trillionth of a wonderful. Even he didn't think about it, he didn't expect her to talk as eloquently as she did to flowers, she only had to say more than ten words.

Oh, yes.

As a result, Shen Qingjia replied with these short and concise words.

And her expression looked—how to put it—as sensitive as Song Fusheng, and he believed that Shen Qingjia didn't want to continue.

But he still didn't give up, and there happened to be an art exhibition in the city at that time, so he decided to ask her to go with him. For those who like to draw, it should be very attractive to see art exhibitions.

There is an exhibition at the Z City Art Museum on Sunday, do you want to go with it?

I'm not going.

She refused without hesitation without even thinking about it.

It looks like she really doesn't want to talk to him. Song Fusheng was convinced of such a fact at that time. It was probably the first time he had been hated by a girl when he was so old. Song Fusheng's mood was like a roller coaster, and he couldn't calm down at all.

Even after a year of this, he still haunts it.

Even if he wasn't a perfect person, it wouldn't disgust her. He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't know where to look for answers. Now it's a seed that will never sprout, it's there, it's always been there.

Song Zhaoshui had already come upstairs and urged twice.

"Didn't you say going back here would make you happier? So what's going on with your face crying so much today? ”

"I'm fine."

"Since you come back like this, don't go back next week. I've made it very clear from your grandfather's side. ”

"What did Grandpa say?"

"He's already an old stubborn. There's no way you'll be able to follow us back to the city. You are his most beloved grandson, and he doesn't even buy your account, so naturally I can't do it. ”

"Isn't Mom coming back?"

"The company can't leave because of something. Don't think your mom is easy, she has a lot to do. ”

"Then I'll live here. You can't keep it busy anyway. ”

"Don't want your future? Don't want your dreams anymore? Don't want your life anymore? ”

Song Zhaoshui asked three questions in a row, and Song Fusheng was speechless. Now he can't afford anything. What could he do? As smart as he is, he makes decisions quickly.

"Children also have the right to complain about life." He's not someone who doesn't know what to do. He knew exactly when to go in and when to retreat. When it is time to use reason to make decisions, emotions cannot come out to make trouble, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses.

"Floating. Dad knows you're still a kid, so he's always tolerated your waywardness. But it's time for you to grow up now, right? "Song Zhaoshui is also a smart person. He quickly caught the olive branch thrown by his son. Everyone in the world says that knowing the son is more than the father, and Song Zhaoshui believes in this. For so many years, he has always respected Song Fusheng's opinions, and as long as he wants to do it, he tries his best to understand and accept it. He wants him to live his life the way he wants, but he doesn't want to control him. He also knew he couldn't control him. In this case, then it is mutually beneficial and win-win - what the son wants, he gives; Then in exchange, he can't let him always have his wishes disappointed. Now is the time for him to repay the absolute freedom he has given him for those years.

He knew he couldn't say no to them all.