I can't tell what my mood is like right now.

Maybe it's because she's been angry lately, and now she's standing here alone and doesn't seem to be angry anymore. Maybe it's really not angry anymore. After all, the people who made her angry are gone.

"Alas~" Hua Bijin sighed heavily.

Just as she was about to go up, there was a person in front of her.

You don't have to look up to know who this person is.

Who else can there be besides Song Fusheng!

The faint scent of plants on his face was familiar to her. She remembered that Song Fusheng had the smell of a certain brand of laundry detergent. But I don't remember who is what laundry detergent. But that's not the point, the point is what is this person stopping her from doing now? Hua Bijin raised her head to look at him extremely reluctantly: "What are you doing?" ”

"Why did you just sigh?" Song Fusheng followed her words and asked her.

"Did you hear that? But it's none of your business, you don't really want to know anyway. "Flowers. Hua Rujin walked aside, Song Fusheng also moved to the left, Hua Rujin did not have the heart to change to the right, and Song Fusheng stopped in front again. "You think it's so great that you're tall." Hua Yijin actually knew Song Fusheng's intention, but she really wished she hadn't understood anything.

"To be tall is to be amazing. Is that what you want? Song Fusheng asked her.

"You eavesdropped on us?" Song Fusheng's words inevitably reminded Hua Rujin of his words to Shen Qingjia. So she couldn't help but frown. Could it be that Song Fusheng has been listening to the conversation between the two of them in a corner. That's disgusting, isn't it?

"Eavesdropping? I don't have such a hobby. I just know you better, and you've always liked to hear what you like. "Song Fusheng. He really wasn't lying. He came down because he couldn't rest assured, so he came now after some consideration. In fact, he didn't feel that he had to hear and see the conversation between them, because he knew very well the two of them. After all, they can be regarded as friends who have grown up together. Some things can be guessed.

"You're a fart! Who in this world doesn't like to listen to what they like? Hua Rujin leaned on the armrest and sneered.

"But the world is what you like to impose on others." Song Fusheng said coldly.

"Song Fusheng. I can see it now, you will always only favor Shen Qingjia alone. Mine is right? Hua Bijin asked.

"Hmm. That's right. Song Fusheng said this in a relaxed and extremely ordinary tone. As if this was undoubted, the person who asked it was astonished.

“…… Why? Hua Bijin asked.

"No why." Song Fusheng replied to her.

"Obviously the two of us are closer, aren't we? Ever since you were older, you have always played with me alone. Why are you so good to Qingjia now? Song Fusheng, why? Hua Bijin seemed to be complaining, and it seemed that she just felt helpless.

"No why." Song Fusheng still answered her like this.

"Song Fusheng, do you have to let Qingjia live in your house?" Since Qingjia refuses to leave, then let Song Fusheng chase away the guests. Anyway, she still has Uncle Song's trump card.

"Hmm." Song Fusheng's attitude is still positive.

"Isn't Uncle Song refusing?"

"That's his business."

"You!"

"Flowers. As a friend, I would like to remind you a few words: friends are mutual. What Shen Qingjia wants to do, that's her freedom, you can't always kidnap her morally. Conversely, if you were Shen Qingjia, what would you do? Can you really do to her the way she does to you? Think about it. ”

What else did Hua Rujin think, the class bell rang just right. So she could only bite her lip and follow Song Fusheng upstairs. During this time, neither of them spoke again.

*

There was a Napoleon cake in the drawer.

There was also a note pressed under the cake - be sure to have breakfast later.

Of course Song Fusheng recognized this handwriting, this was Shen Qingjia. He put the note into a thick Chinese dictionary.

She thought he was really hungry. I believe him so much. Song Fusheng smiled brightly.

It was rare for the people in the class to see Song Fusheng in such a relaxed state.

On weekdays, he rarely laughs, unless someone takes the initiative to talk to him. But when people talk to him, his smile is so different from the smile he has now. At this moment, this smile can melt almost everything, even if it is a 10,000-year-old glacier.

Zhuang Zhou sat next to Song Fusheng and saw his healing smile.

Of course he knew what was going on.

Shen Qingjia.

You are his sun.

*

After the second period.

The first thing Shen Qingjia did was to get up and look for Hua Nijin.

It's just that Hua Rujin walked out of the classroom one step ahead of her.

Shen Qingjia didn't know if Hua Bijin was really in a hurry to go to the toilet or deliberately avoided her. In short, she didn't catch up.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" It's a girl's voice. Shen Qingjia looked back, and it turned out that Yun Jiaoran was talking to him.

"I'm not going." Shen Qingjia smiled. She remembered that when she first saw Yun Jiaoran, she called her senior sister very respectfully. Now they are classmates.

"You used to call me Senior Sister. Haha~" Yun Jiaoran actually thought of going with her.

"Hello senior sister." Shen Qingjia smiled.

"Forget it. Now that we're all classmates, let's skip it. Except for the senior sister, you can shout the rest casually. Yun Jiaoran is very calm and open-minded. Such people must be very popular. Because it looks very popular.

"Hmm. Actually, it's nothing. "Shen Qingjia. It's a gut feeling. Shen Qingjia thought that Yun Jiaoran wanted to ask her about her and Bijin. After all, it was quite a sensation this morning.

"You know what I'm going to ask you?" Yun Jiaoran didn't expect Shen Qingjia to completely guess her thoughts. It's really interesting.

"We probably have a tacit understanding. You also thought about it just now. Shen Qingjia replied without concealment.

"Hahaha~" Yun Jiaoran remembered his first impression of Shen Qingjia, and it seemed that his eyes were quite accurate. She really likes this freshman.

Looking at Yun Jiaoran, he didn't shy away from the eyes of others, laughing like this. Shen Qingjia admired her inexplicably. Ordinary people will probably pay attention to their image, especially the kind of good-looking person, they will feel that they must be an elegant lady. It's more temperamental. Yun Jiaoran originally belonged to a temperament-type beauty, but she didn't seem to care about these.

"What are you laughing at?" Yun Jiaoran saw that Shen Qingjia had been looking at him and smiled, so he asked puzzledly.

"Nothing. I just think it's interesting to be who you are. "Shen Qingjia.

"Okay. I'll just think you're complimenting me. "Yun Jiaoran.