Maybe because he was too nervous, Shen Qingjia forgot that Song Fusheng hated the long-winded person the most.

She was immediately silenced.

Shen Qingjia stood up straight like a child who had made a mistake......

Zhuang Zhou simply didn't know what to say. Song Fusheng is always too serious. Even if that's not what he intended.

But Shen Qingjia is too funny.

Zhuang Zhou remembered the matter of singing children's songs again.

What kind of fairy girl is Shen Qingjia, there are few in the world.

*

Perhaps realizing that he was too strict with her, Song Fusheng thought that maybe he should say something else to ease her nervousness.

Today this outfit suits you perfectly.

Song Fusheng just wanted to say.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Zhou took the lead: "You look good in uniform, it's very suitable for you." Our school uniform is sure to look good in you. ”

Shen Qingjia was a little embarrassed. She smiled and said, "Really? Thank you. ”

"Floating. Your vision is fantastic. This dress is simply tailor-made for Shen Qingjia! One word - beauty! Two words – perfect! ”

……

Song Fusheng put his schoolbag on his back and replied pretending not to care: "You talk a lot of nonsense!" If you don't leave, it's really too late. ”

Shen Qingjia relaxed at this time, she straightened her bow tie and said, "Yes." Let's go. "It's all my fault. Those five words almost blurted out. Shen Qingjia remembered the lesson just now, and said it in his heart. Don't do that next time.

"Let's go!" Zhuang Zhou replied briskly. His hand suddenly put on Song Fusheng's shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Are you jealous again?" Well? ”

Song Fusheng took his hand away, as if he was sulking, and walked to the front alone.

Zhuang Zhou looked at Song Fusheng's shy young man and smiled, Song Fusheng, it's really interesting. "It's okay, it's not going to be late, you don't have to go so fast." Zhuang Zhou turned around and found that Shen Qingjia was trotting to follow.

Maybe it was because he heard Zhuang Zhou's words, or maybe he felt that his behavior was too strange, Song Fusheng slowed down and finally waited for the two of them in the same place.

"I'm coming. I won't be left behind this time. After catching up with the two of them, Shen Qingjia straightened up and said seriously.

"Poof~" Zhuang Zhou laughed. This girl is much more interesting than Song Fusheng.

"Shen Qingjia, we are also - peers, right? You don't have to be so reserved. We don't even know how to speak. Song Fusheng knew that in fact, she didn't say anything particularly serious, mainly because her attitude was too upright.

Scrupulous.

Live to get rid of is a teacher-only order from the elementary school students.

Shen Qingjia was confused when he heard it.

But she didn't want to upset Song Fusheng at all, especially on such a big day on the first day of school.

So she replied more seriously - understood!

……

Song Fusheng supported his forehead. Sometimes I don't know much about her brain circuits.

She's not like most of them.

This fresh and natural appearance and childish voice, coupled with this board at a glance, is a reserved attitude, and it is really a little girl from a long time ago.

*

There are still ten meters away from the subway entrance, and Zhuang Zhou asked Song Fusheng again to confirm one thing-

Are we really going to take the subway to school today?

- Song Fusheng told him a few days ago that he would not take his own car to school in the future, but would take the subway or bus instead. If he wants, Zhuang Zhou can also ride his bicycle to school.

But Zhuang Zhou is a person who is used to being lazy. He didn't want to take the subway or the bus, and as for riding his bike to school, it was something he couldn't even think about.

"Or else?"

Song Fusheng asked rhetorically, and his footsteps did not stop.

"Shen Qingjia? Do you want to squeeze the subway too? ”

"I think the subway is a lot faster than the bus."

"You two really have a good understanding."

Zhuang Zhou was helpless. The minority obeys the majority. He hurried after the two of them.

*

Shen Qingjia didn't know.

From the moment they came out of the neighborhood to the sidewalk, they attracted a lot of attention.

As for the reason.

You can figure it out with your toes.

She is not good-looking, she is extremely ordinary (Shen Qingjia is actually the school flower of Lianhuadu Middle School, but she never believes it herself. In her eyes, the real school girl should be a beautiful girl like Hua Bijin) walked with two beautiful teenagers who looked like Pan An.

Even more speechless was that she was the shortest of the three of them.

Shen Qingjia is one meter sixty-one. Song Fusheng is 1.88 meters. Zhuang is eight or seven meters on Monday.

The worst thing is that she just wants to walk next to the two of them, but once she walks to the edge, Zhuang Zhou will always go around to her. So she walked naturally between the two of them.

She could hear the people behind her whispering, and she couldn't help but laugh and say, "See? That's how the three people walked together. ”

Shen Qingjia knows that it's not just a concave word?!

"But those two boys are so handsome!"

"I want to have such handsome friends, too!"

"I think that girl is cute too."

……

Shen Qingjia doesn't like to be in the spotlight, especially in this strange city.

But she knew that as long as she stood with them, she would inevitably be the object of attention, even though the light was not because of her, but from them.

*

Monday is the rush hour again. In addition, many schools are open today.

Naturally, the subway was crowded.

Shen Qingjia's small body looked even thinner and more helpless in the huge crowd. Before entering the subway, she carried her schoolbag on her chest. That way, you won't be squeezed into your bag and get immobile. Shen Qingjia thought so. But there are too many people today, and Shen Qingjia is up and down in the crowd. She felt like a duckweed floating around with the crowd.

Her brow furrowed, hoping to get there soon. But it seems to be a little looser now?

Shen Qingjia suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance, which was the smell of fruit-flavored laundry detergent.

Shen Qingjia raised his head.

just bumped into Song Fusheng's gaze.

It's really Song Fusheng. Shen Qingjia remembered that he and Zhuang Zhou were standing at the door. There were so many people that she couldn't move freely, and even if she turned her head, she could only see the heads of the passengers......

Now she is surrounded by Song Fusheng.

No wonder she felt a little less crowded, it turned out that he helped her block the crowd that was crowding.

"Thank you~"

Shen Qingjia's voice was very soft, but Song Fusheng could still hear it clearly.

Who kept all his attention on her?

"Hmm." Again, a very light answer.

"Where's Zhuang Zhou?"

"At the door. He had come too, but he was scattered again. Song Fusheng replied.

"Oh."

"There are three stops to go. You hold on a little longer. Song Fusheng said.

"Hmm."

Such a gentle Song Fusheng, Shen Qingjia is the first time he has met him. He still hadn't smiled, but he was soft. This is also what she doesn't know about Song Fusheng.

Gentle people have a fatal attraction of their own.

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