It's just that the two of them read a book together, sit quietly, and occasionally say a word or two, and most of the time they are silent. But no one gets bored and embarrassed. The minutes passed in this relative silence, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Shen Qingjia sat up and stretched, she walked to the window and looked outside, the scenery was very good, the weather was also very good, and then looked at the person in front of her, he was writing something at the desk. He's nice to be around. Everything was fine.

"What are you writing about?" Shen Qingjia suddenly remembered this question. After receiving a phone call, Song Fusheng returned to the study, turned on the computer, and began to write something. Shen Qingjia always wanted to see it, but she still didn't bother him, just sat on the carpet next to the bookshelf, listened to music, read magazines, and read for a while. Half an hour has passed, but Song Fusheng is still flying his fingers next to the computer. She was a little curious. Is it a school business? Song Fusheng is majoring in Chinese language, and he is the president of the student union, so he does have a lot to do. Shen Qingjia thought so.

"There is an article to revise. It has now been changed. Song Fusheng turned off the computer and closed the notebook.

"I haven't read anything you wrote." Shen Qingjia saw that Song Fusheng didn't have the desire to say much, so he muttered casually.

"Do you want to see it?" Song Fusheng asked her with his chin propped up.

"Yes. Can you show me? Shen Qingjia was interested.

"I'll show you, I'll show you." Song Fusheng suddenly unbuttoned the top button of his white shirt. His fingers are so beautiful, fair, slender and bony. But what is he going to do?

“…… Song Fusheng? What do you want? Shen Qingjia blushed and his heart beats. She didn't know what she was thinking, she seemed to be thinking a little too much. She saw his white neck...... Song Fusheng's hand stopped after unbuttoning a button, but he felt a little hot. What are you thinking?

All right. Song Fusheng, you won.

Shen Qingjia's face was still red, and his ears were a little red. She was really thinking something. It's a shame.

"Nothing."

"Don't look at it?"

"I'll see it next time."

"You can watch it whenever you want."

"Hooligans."

"Isn't it a little frustrating to wait? Let's go out for a walk. Song Fusheng got up and touched her hair, took her hand and walked out of the study.

just entered Song Fusheng's trap, but I still didn't see his article. It's a bit of a pity. Everyone read it, but she didn't know what he wrote. I'm a little unhappy. But there will always be opportunities. Shen Qingjia raised his head and looked at the young man next to him, there will be a lot of time in this life.

"I want to go to the garden." Shen Qingjia said. Today is a slow day, so let it continue like this, slowly, without hurry, and let the time pass bit by bit. I don't want to think about anything, I don't want to think about anything, I just cherish the people in front of me, I just cherish the prospects.

That's all. Such a dull life.

*

Zhuang Zhou didn't expect Hua Rujin to come to him.

He remembered that he had spoken it so clearly that day. Didn't he make it clear? Or did she have some idea of a deal? How could she be so confident? Who gave her the courage to still stand on his doorstep?

Bloom stood in his doorway in a cherry-red dress, waiting for him to invite her in. But he remained indifferent and just looked at her.

"What are you looking for me?" It took a long time for Zhuang Zhou to ask her.

"You won't let me go in? Inconvenience? "Bloom has a new hairstyle. Originally, she had flaxen-colored curly hair, but this time I saw her with gray curls. She's really avant-garde. The eye makeup is very strong, the color is flying, a little arrogant and a little domineering. It's her character. With this red dress, it is quite warm.

"Inconvenient. Men and women are inherently inherently intimate. Zhuang Zhou still blocked the door and didn't plan to let Hua Rujin into the house.

"Then you and Shen Qingjia live under the same roof, so you won't be intimate? Isn't she a woman? Or is there something wrong with your sexual orientation? "Hua Bijin did a lot of preparation before coming here. Because she knew that the door was not so easy to get into. It seems that as long as there is Shen Qingjia anywhere, the flowers are not important at all, and there is no light at all. So bleak.

“…… She's not here now. Zhuang Zhou's expression was as usual, and he was not surprised at all. Because Shen Qingjia lives here, Yun Jiaoran also knows about it, since it is not a secret, then anyone can know it. So it's not a big deal.

"Zhuang Zhou. Are you so afraid of me? I won't eat you again, and I won't eat Shen Qingjia! She had been at the door for seven or eight minutes, and her patience had been exhausted by now. She was sure that if Zhuang Zhou didn't get out of the way again, she would break in directly.

“…… I just don't want to talk to you. Zhuang Zhou glanced at Hua Nijin again, her face was not very good, and she didn't know if she was angry or a little uncomfortable. Today's sun is a bit strong. Just let her in. He didn't want to wait to entertain a patient. That's so annoying.

Zhuang Zhou got out of the way, and Hua Rujin followed him into the villa.

The setting and floor plan of this villa are perfect. Much better than Dijing Garden. Ming Ming Emperor Jingyuan is also one of the best real estate. "How did you think of letting Shen Qingjia live in your house?" Flowers asked as she walked.

"Why didn't you think of letting Shen Qingjia go to live at your house?" Zhuang Zhou asked rhetorically.

That's a really good question. Hua Bijin was choked by Zhuang Zhou's words. Her face turned red and white, and it took some time for her to return to normal. Hua Bijin continued: "Zhuang Zhou, why are you doing this to me? You seem to have an opinion about me? ”

"Nope. We're not friends, so we don't care if we have an opinion or an opinion. "Those who come are guests. Zhuang Zhou still poured a cup of tea for Hua Bijin. Let her sit casually. The crystal chandelier in the living room really shines, like the many stars in the universe, and it will also remind people of the Milky Way shining.

"If you don't, I'll say thank you for your coffee." Sitting elegantly like flowers. She is really good-looking, and she is a typical charming goddess on a college campus. It's a pity that such a beauty is not the type he likes.

"Whatever you want." Zhuang Zhou didn't care about any of this.

“…… Hey. Zhuang Zhou, I don't think you really like me at all. There was a bit of coquettishness in the flowery voice, and there was also a bit of anger in it. She is a person who pays attention to her image.

"It's good that you know. Let's go back early after your coffee. I'm going to sleep. Zhuang Zhou said.

"Don't I have coffee at home, so I have to come to you to ask for it?" If she had followed her temper, she would have spilled this cup of coffee on him. No matter how bad it is, it will directly drop the cup. But this is not her home, and she doesn't want Zhuang Zhou to feel that she is vexatious. She endures.

"Miss Hua, go back as soon as you're fine. We understand each other: out of sight is pure. OK？ Zhuang Zhou put on a rogue smile.

"Where did Qingjia go? Looking for Song Fusheng or looking for Yun Jiaoran? Hua Bijin suddenly mentioned Shen Qingjia.

"Why don't you ask her yourself. Aren't you friends who grew up together? Zhuang Zhou began to bow his head and play with his phone.

"You know what is going on between us, so why do you hurt me like this." Hua Nijin picked up the coffee cup, didn't drink it, and put it down after a while.

"Since you said so, I'll tell you about it. Do you want to hear it? Zhuang Zhou knew that Hua Rujin would not go back by himself now. She probably came here to complain or something. After all, Her Royal Highness has always been the princess, and now that everything is a little different, she must be a little behind. But that's not something to be sympathized with. Zhuang Zhou felt that he didn't have any special sympathy, maybe because he didn't really know much about girls other than Shen Qingjia.

Maybe it's too idle today.

"You say." Hua Bijin nodded.

"You have always treated Shen Qingjia with a high profile. Maybe you don't notice it's just because you're used to it. Even if you give someone something to her, it's just because she doesn't have it, and she doesn't have it not because she doesn't have it at this time, but because you know that her family is very poor, at least in your eyes she is a poor person. Because her family is not as good as yours. So you classify her yourself as a poor friend. For her, you are not a friend first, you are giving to her because you sympathize with her. You think you're so good to her, but in fact, you just think you can help her. You don't really have a heart for her, and you may have a little affection, but you can't be considered close friends. In unequal relationships, there is no friendship. ”

After Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, he continued to play with his mobile phone.

The flowery face is ugly. She originally thought that Zhuang Zhou would comfort her. I didn't expect what he said to be so stinging, it was just to the point. Some words are hard to hear, not because they are vicious, but because they point to the truth. And you can't accept that fact, that's why you find it unpleasant. It's like the truth of good medicine. These words pierced Hua Yijin's heart, she didn't want to admit it at all, but she knew that what Zhuang Zhou said was right, she knew that it was true, she really thought of Shen Qingjia like this.

"yes, so what. I'm not lying, that's how her family is. "Hua Bijin is still struggling to quibble. Although this is just an extra move. She knew it, but she was so unwilling, why did everyone stand on Shen Qingjia's side.

Everyone is Shen Qingjia. Qingjia Qingjia Qingjia ~ It's really noisy and really annoying~

“…… I'm just saying what is in my heart, do you like to listen to it or not? The world doesn't revolve around you alone. You have to be grateful for what you have gotten, everyone can't take it all the time, and take it for granted. ”

"Isn't there such a thing as destiny in the world? Can't you think it's her life? Hua Bijin said.

“…… Then this is indeed her fate, it was and still is. Zhuang Zhou didn't think that Hua Bijin didn't understand what he was saying now. Since she wants to put out such a heavy word of fate, then he will accompany her to the end - her origin is her life, and now she is surrounded by everyone is also her life.

"......" is like a brocade of flowers, and there is nothing to say.

"What answer did you come to me for? You're about to graduate, are you panicking? Zhuang Zhou sighed and said very subtly.

"I don't know. I'm just annoyed. "It's a big truth. Since Zhuang Zhou rejected her last time, she had become even more upset and irritable. The beauty scheme also failed? It's the worst trick. Why is this still not effective at all? She felt like she was really crazy, and she was going to be fast.

Your children are not your children.

but children whose lives are longed for.

They came through you, but not from you.

They are with you, but they are not yours.

You can give them love, but you can't give them thoughts.

Because they have a mind of their own.

You can shade their bodies, but you cannot shade their souls.

For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot imagine in your dreams.

You can try to imitate them, but you can't make them like you.

For life does not go backwards, nor does it stay with yesterday.

—Gibran

It's just that the two of them read a book together, sit quietly, and occasionally say a word or two, and most of the time they are silent. But no one gets bored and embarrassed. The minutes passed in this relative silence, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Shen Qingjia sat up and stretched, she walked to the window and looked outside, the scenery was very good, the weather was also very good, and then looked at the person in front of her, he was writing something at the desk. He's nice to be around. Everything was fine.

"What are you writing about?" Shen Qingjia suddenly remembered this question. After receiving a phone call, Song Fusheng returned to the study, turned on the computer, and began to write something. Shen Qingjia always wanted to see it, but she still didn't bother him, just sat on the carpet next to the bookshelf, listened to music, read magazines, and read for a while. Half an hour has passed, but Song Fusheng is still flying his fingers next to the computer. She was a little curious. Is it a school business? Song Fusheng is majoring in Chinese language, and he is the president of the student union, so he does have a lot to do. Shen Qingjia thought so.

"There is an article to revise. It has now been changed. Song Fusheng turned off the computer and closed the notebook.

"I haven't read anything you wrote." Shen Qingjia saw that Song Fusheng didn't have the desire to say much, so he muttered casually.

"Do you want to see it?" Song Fusheng asked her with his chin propped up.

"Yes. Can you show me? Shen Qingjia was interested.

"I'll show you, I'll show you." Song Fusheng suddenly unbuttoned the top button of his white shirt. His fingers are so beautiful, fair, slender and bony. But what is he going to do?

“…… Song Fusheng? What do you want? Shen Qingjia blushed and his heart beats. She didn't know what she was thinking, she seemed to be thinking a little too much. It's so unhappy. Life is really unsatisfactory.