Chapter 340: The Day of the Banquet

Things in this world don't always go the way you expected, always.

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Shen Qingjia sometimes wonders how time passes. Little by little, there is no trace. But in fact, the traces have long been imprinted into her blood and bones, and they will accompany her for a lifetime. The date of the banquet that Song Fusheng invited her to attend turned out to be the last day, yes, tomorrow is the day of the banquet. She sat at her desk and looked at the invitation in a daze. She thought too seriously, so she didn't hear Zhuang Zhou's knock on the door. "Qingjia?" Zhuang Zhou called her name again. Only then did Shen Qingjia react from his own contemplation. She hurriedly got up, and Zhuang Zhou had already come in at this time.

"What are you looking for from me?" Shen Qingjia asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I came to talk to you when I saw that you didn't close the door." Zhuang Zhou said with a smile.

"Ahh You called me a few times. I'm sorry. I'm a little distracted. Shen Qingjia smiled embarrassedly.

"It's fine. Tomorrow is the day of the banquet. Zhuang Zhou said.

"Hmm. Song Fusheng called and said he would pick us up tomorrow. Shen Qingjia said. In fact, she originally wanted to go with Zhuang Zhou. If it weren't for Song Fusheng's insistence on ordering dresses again, she really felt that her current clothes were completely enough. She's not a heroine, so she doesn't have to surprise the audience. Shen Qingjia thought so in his heart.

"I guess Fusheng must take you to try on clothes first." Zhuang Zhou still knows Song Fusheng very well.

Shen Qingjia nodded shyly. For the matter between them, Zhuang Zhou was so smart, so he naturally guessed it. He must have seen each other's intentions a long time ago.

"Then I'll go first. You and Fusheng go try on clothes, and I'll wait for you at his house. "Zhuang Zhou is a very discerning person. He doesn't want to be a light bulb.

"Okay." Shen Qingjia didn't have much to say, since this was Zhuang Zhou's decision. "Did Hua Bijin call you recently?" Zhuang Zhou asked her this when he was leaving.

"Hmm. We've already called. She said that she played extraordinarily and you are all in the same school. The letter of acceptance was also received. "Now everyone's acceptance letters have been received. Everyone's dreams come true. The god of luck really never leaves anyone behind who really works hard.

Zhuang Zhou didn't know this. It stands to reason that Hua Rujin has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't care at all. It's just that he was a little surprised when he heard about it. I didn't expect Hua Yijin to be admitted to Zilin University. The person who wanted to be admitted the most was tricked by fate by mistake. Zhuang didn't know what to say on Monday. Any words of comfort at this moment are in vain. No words could comfort her wounded heart.

"Yun Jiaoran. Her notice should have arrived, too. Didn't she contact you? "In addition to Hua Rujin, another person who has a good relationship with Shen Qingjia is Yun Jiaoran.

"The acceptance letters should have arrived by now. But she didn't talk about it. Shen Qingjia also felt very strange, but he didn't hear the news about Yun Jiaoran. But I don't feel like it's easy to ask. Because she didn't know how Yun Jiaoran did in the exam. Although she believed that her friends would not be more miserable than she was, she still felt that she was better off being safer.

"I guess it's not too much worse. You can rest assured. She's always been steady in her exams. Zhuang Zhou comforted. He naturally knew what Shen Qingjia was worried about. "We'll see each other again tomorrow. Be happy. ”

People with a kind heart will always be more empathetic to those around them.

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The next day at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Fusheng arrived at the Blue and White Rose Manor on time.

Shen Qingjia guessed that Song Fusheng would come earlier, but he didn't expect him to come so early. I was going to go back after dinner at home. Shen Qingjia didn't think that he would keep eating and eating at the banquet. Although she wants to do this, she wants to maintain a good image more than these, because this is Song Fusheng's party.

"Why are you here so early?" Shen Qingjia poured a glass of water for Song Fusheng.

"It's not too early. Eat something before trying on clothes. Six o'clock was soon in coming. Song Fusheng said.

"Hmm." Shen Qingjia nodded.

"I'm not going to eat with you. I'll hang out on my own. Zhuang Zhou had already changed his clothes and was ready to go out. Zhuang Zhou said this to Shen Qingjia yesterday, and Shen Qingjia didn't say much today. Song Fusheng seemed to be very satisfied with Zhuang Zhou's fulfillment, and he did not keep it. Zhuang Zhou went out first, and Song Fusheng sat at home for a while. Shen Qingjia was a little uneasy. Although this is not the first time she has been alone with Song Fusheng, she is still so nervous. After all, it's a teenager she's liked for many years, and she always finds it incredible.

Shen Qingjia had already walked back and forth in the living room three times.

“…… Are you uncomfortable? Song Fushengyun asked her lightly as he drank boiled water.

"Not really. It's just a little bit of nervousness. Shen Qingjia pretended to be calm, fiddling with this and that for a while. For her, finding something to do at the moment will make time pass a little faster. She felt her heart pound.

"Come on. Sit here. Song Fusheng put down the teacup and asked Shen Qingjia to come over and sit next to him.

“…… Oh. "Naturally, my heart is happy. I'm just worried that this past is too unreserved? Although I thought so in my heart, I still sat down obediently. Just sit a little farther away. One sits at one end of the couch and the other sits at the other end of the couch. There are two or three people in between.

“…… Are you afraid I'm going to eat you? Song Fusheng didn't expect Shen Qingjia to sit so far. It's really nerve-wracking.

"It's not. I'm just sitting in a casual seat. Shen Qingjia's voice was small.

"Then you can sit down seriously now." Song Fusheng smiled slightly. It's like a fresh breeze.

“…… Well. Even if Song Fusheng said so, Shen Qingjia moved a little bit.

“…… If you don't come, I'll sit down. Song Fusheng slowly moved over by himself. Moved directly to Shen Qingjia's side. The two of them sat next to each other.

"......" Shen Qingjia's face was as red as a tomato.

"Let's go." Song Fusheng saw Shen Qingjia so embarrassed, he wanted to laugh a little, like a naughty teenager who succeeded in his prank, so unexpected. But he didn't want to let the awkward atmosphere continue. So he got up and said, "I won't tease you." Let's go. ”

Shen Qingjia smiled and nodded.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that Song Fusheng was actually reaching out to her. Is this to hold hands? Shen Qingjia hesitated, but finally stretched out his hand and held Song Fusheng's hand. His fingers were slender, and the warmth from his palms made Shen Qingjia feel that she would never forget it in her life.

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