Song Fusheng's memory does not have the experience of calmly chatting with his parents on the phone, and of course, there is no hysteria. Song Fusheng has always felt that the contact between him and his parents is very similar to that of his sister reporting to work, and everyone has no special emotions, just talking about things.

"Are you done?" Song Fusheng watched Shen Qingjia stuff his phone into his jeans pocket, and then stretched comfortably.

"You're still there? You've always been there, too. Realizing that what he said was a bit abrupt, Shen Qingjia stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, and then gave Song Fusheng a sweet smile.

"I thought I was so inconspicuous, a big living person standing here for a long time, and you thought I wasn't there. I really don't have a very small presence in you. Song Fusheng changed his posture and stood, his slender figure still had the feeling of a jade tree facing the wind.

Song Fusheng's sense of existence in Shen Qingjia's heart is not insignificant, it is simply pivotal, huge and friendless. But Shen Qingjia couldn't say these words. So she smiled and said to him, "I didn't react for a while. "It's true. If she hadn't been distracted by calling too seriously, she would never have been so arbitrary in front of Song Fusheng, and the lazy waist just now would never have stretched.

"What did your mother say?" No matter what Shen Qingjia said, Song Fusheng was convinced. For Song Fusheng, Shen Qingjia is born with credibility.

"She said that they were not available for the entrance ceremony, and then asked me if I was all right with you, and I had to study hard in the new semester, and I had to work hard." Shen Qingjia roughly told Song Fusheng about the key content that Hengwen said to himself on the phone.

"I'm guessing you're probably the only freshman without a parent." Song Fusheng said with a smile. He remembers that almost everyone in his class was sent to school by their parents. Of course, he himself too, though he didn't care about that.

"So what? I'm not afraid. Besides, Rujin is also in Zilin No. 1 Middle School, and I don't have no relatives. In fact, Shen Qingjia had already guessed that her parents would not come to Zilin, so she didn't have too many expectations. She didn't think that her parents' act of sending her to school would make any difference in her high school life. As long as you leave home, it means that you want to be independent and independent, so reporting alone is the first step. Shen Qingjia thought so.

"I'm here too." Song Fusheng pointed to himself and said. "And Zhuang Zhou." In order to avoid this being too strange, he added another sentence.

"So there's nothing to be afraid of." Shen Qingjia said with a smile.

Now she is used to getting along with Song Fusheng a lot. Although I was still a little nervous, I was not as repulsed as before. You can even laugh and say something else. "Are you and Nijin in the same class?" Shen Qingjia asked him.

"No, she's in the next class." Song Fusheng said.

"Oh." Shen Qingjia rubbed her hands as she spoke, and then she added, "I'm just asking." ”

"......" Song Fusheng didn't understand what Shen Qingjia meant.

At this time, Zhuang Zhou came to call the two of them in for breakfast.

"I feel like there's a surprise this morning." Shen Qingjia responded, and then said this to Song Fusheng.

Song Fusheng has no interest in Zhuang Zhou's breakfast routine, anyway, the taste is very good-looking, and there is nothing to find fault with. He didn't know where the surprise would come from, maybe it was that the flowers would come? Song Fusheng didn't ask Shen Qingjia.