On the inside page of the magazine are two words - Shen Song.

This is naturally not the name of the book.

Good-looking skinny gold body.

It appears to be the author's autograph.

Shen Song's fans are really everywhere.

Hua Bijin returned the book to the girl, and at this time the rice noodles she ordered were also served.

originally thought that this matter would pass like this, but what Hua Bijin didn't expect was that the girl said a particularly inexplicable sentence to Hua Bijin before leaving-if you like Shen Song, go buy her books, it's really disgraceful to take don't spare it.

……

If the girl hadn't dropped this sentence and left, Hua Rujin would have to hold her and comment on it! It's infuriating! The mood of the good gamble was broken by a passer-by again. It's really bad.

Life is probably like this - accidents are frequent, and no one knows what will happen to Ming, or even the next second.

This bowl of noodles is really melancholy and delicious.

*

Hua Yan has always insisted on going to bed at half past ten at night, and no matter what day she has, she has never changed such a schedule.

But it's a little weird now.

Seeing that more than 20 minutes have passed on the phone, it is almost eleven o'clock. But she still didn't feel sleepy.

Her ears were still her mother's question at dinner—

Yan Yan. Do you think Song Fusheng's attitude towards Shen Qingjia is too good?

Yan Yan. 's mother is from here, and she can see that Song Fusheng's eyes are a little different when she looks at Shen Qingjia. Next time, remember to remind your ignorant sister!

Of course, Hua Yan didn't say anything to her mother - she was more worried about these than her sister Hua Rujin. Because she still likes Song Fusheng. She has always felt that Song Fusheng is as good as her.

Hua Yan remembered all kinds of things that happened in Song Fusheng's house.

Plus the current thing.

What is the real situation?

There is no doubt in front of him: Song Fusheng is very unusual to Shen Qingjia.

Even Huayan doesn't want to admit it at all.

But she also has to face this fact -

Perhaps, Song Fusheng really had a heart for Shen Qingjia. What about Shen Qingjia? Hua Yan didn't want to think deeply.

Anyway, she made up her mind that she would not let Shen Qingjia have crooked thoughts about Song Fu.

Time passed in all kinds of thoughts, thinking about it clearly, Hua Yan's eyelids gradually became heavy, and after a while, she finally fell asleep.

*

Final exams are coming as scheduled.

Shen Qingjia really felt that he had been looking forward to this for a long time.

Maybe she's just looking forward to the winter holidays. Winter vacation to talk, she is also going home. From now on, it will never have anything to do with Song Fusheng's family again. Thinking of this, she was both happy and a little lost. In any case, she will definitely fulfill her promise.

At the end of the period, it was a fairly normal performance.

There were no surprises, everything was like a slowly flowing river.

Song Fusheng sat at the back and looked at Shen Qingjia's hard writing, and a trace of shyness flashed in his heart. He didn't even know what he was shy about. He tapped his head with a pen, then turned his gaze out the window. A gust of north wind blew, and the leaves of the plane tree outside the window fell several times, spun, and finally fell to the rain. Song Fusheng withdrew his gaze, but unconsciously looked at Shen Qingjia's back. So thin. Is she a little too thin? But she also eats quite a lot. It seems that I haven't gained weight all the time. Song Fusheng overlapped the image of Shen Qingjia, who first came to Zilin City, with her current appearance, and Song Fusheng found that there was no difference, it was still exactly the same.

There was still half a year before the end of the exam, and Song Fusheng had already checked the test paper three or four times. In fact, he has never had such a habit, but now he has nothing to do at all. Maybe it was to pass the time, or maybe it was to be more frank when he peeked at Shen Qingjia, in short, he could only stare at the test paper.

God would have known that his heart had always been in the third position of the fourth group, because there was a Shen Qingjia sitting there.

Bian Zhilin, you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you from upstairs. The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate don't spare your dreams.

Just like Shen Qingjia didn't know that someone was looking at her back intently at the moment, Song Fusheng didn't know that someone had been looking at his back at this moment and fell into deep contemplation.

Originally, he just came to Zilin No. 1 Middle School with the mentality of having fun, and he didn't want any other youth stories, even if he wrote this himself. But he didn't believe that there might be even a girl in his life that haunted him. He writes about love, but he himself doesn't believe in love.

Especially he didn't believe that there would be a sincere love in this world like a love story written by himself.

Who else would he like?

Hahaha. That's impossible. He once treated Song Fusheng like this.

Now he was clearly slapped in the face by his own words.

Life is unpredictable.

Life is full of countless dramatic moments. But he already knew how to choose.

You can't want everything alone. He can't be too selfish, being too selfish will be annoying; He can't be too selfless, too selfless to aggrieved himself. He knew that he was not a saint, and then again, it was difficult for even a saint to achieve the best of both worlds.

He believed that his decision might be regrettable, but he would not regret it.

Really like someone from the bottom of your heart, it's not for Zhan Ying to have a beloved is naturally a beautiful thing in the world, but if the love is deep and shallow, it is better to be sincere. He just wanted her to be happy. For the sake of this happiness, he was willing and determined to protect her forever.

One Rao is better than three Rao entanglements.

He doesn't want his youth to become a bloody love story.

That's just too boring.

After all, he could now think of his end.

*

No matter where you are, no matter how big the exam is, there are always a lot of people who are keen to answer the answer with the person with the best grades in the class or the person you trust the most. Now that the exam is over, the teacher walks away with the test paper. The atmosphere in the classroom was already like a bustling crowd of students gathered together to argue over whether to choose A or C.

Shen Qingjia has never done such a thing, and has always avoided getting involved in Qi Zheng

So she walked out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang for the next exam, and is now breathing in the hallway. As for Song Fusheng, he is not as lucky as Shen Qingjia - his position was surrounded by the enthusiasm of his fans at the first time, and he was basically in a state of incomprehension.

"It's just a final exam, and they're crazy." Shen Qingjia suddenly heard Zhuang Zhou's voice. She turned to face Zhuang Zhou.