Shen Qingjia has the habit of reading before going to bed.

After reading the book, she will sort out the things of the whole day at the desk during the day, and at this time she will always think of Song Fusheng, and many things related to Song Fusheng will appear in front of her. Then she became very sad. Sure enough, I still see him very much. I don't know what he's been doing this month.

Hua Yijin has recently been grounded by her family because of a slight decline in her academic performance, and she can only cram in the city on weekends. In order not to disturb Hua Bijin's study, Shen Qingjia only called her twice this month, and the call time was not long, no more than twenty minutes, to be exact, just eighteen minutes. Hua Bijin whispered on the phone most of the time that her father's iron-blooded policy was too inhumane, and after complaining, she would say that she missed Shen Qingjia and hoped to meet again next week. Shen Qingjia is different from usual, she doesn't chatter endlessly, she listens to flowers complaining more often.

As a loyal listener, she expressed her thoughts and suggestions in a timely manner, and the conversation between the two was very pleasant.

It's just that the only regret is that Shen Qingjia has never been embarrassed to say that sentence - like brocade, I miss you too.

Shen Qingjia, who looks very cheerful and optimistic, is sometimes very restrained in the expression of feelings, and she is used to hiding her feelings in her heart, just like she likes him.

When Shen Zhishi came to the room to find Shen Qingjia, it was 8:45.

Shen Qingjia is lying on the table and drawing a comic, the content of the comic is the daily life of a little girl, if you look closely, you will know that she is drawing her daily life at school.

"Sister, you're still quite laid-back. I don't sleep yet. Shen Zhishi took out an A4 piece of paper from the table, which was full of flowers and plants. Although it is only a pencil line drawing, the smoothness of the line drawing is amazing, and it is really hard to believe that this is only the creative skills of a completely self-taught person. Therefore, Shen Zhishi admires Shen Qingjia not only because she is her own sister, but also because of Shen Qingjia's excellence.

Even if many years have passed, even if Shen Zhishi has achieved fame, it will be difficult to match it.

"You're not the same. Say, what are you looking for me? Shen Qingjia put down the pen in his hand.

"It's nothing, I just can't sleep, I'm looking for you to talk." Shen Zhishi put down the painting, dragged out a chair from the side and sat down lazily.

"Do you need my sister to sing you a lullaby?" Shen Qingjia said jokingly.

"Forget it, I don't bother you. Besides, I'm not a little doll anymore. Shen Zhishi also remembered that when he was very young, his mother and sister sang "Only Mother is Good in the World", and it was a lullaby with a 100% repetition rate. Thinking of this, Shen Zhi unconsciously showed a smile.

"If you want to read a book, look for it on the shelf yourself. Anyway, I have to go back to bed at 9:20 at the latest. Shen Qingjia said.

"I don't want to read, I'm just talking to you."

"What do you want to talk about? Got a problem at school? ”

"Not really, I'm fine. You may not believe it, but I was really a heartthrob at school. Hey. There was an indescribable sense of pride on the little boy's face.

"How do you know I don't believe it. My brother must be excellent. Shen Qingjia's smile was full of pride.

was really praised by his sister like this, but Shen Zhishi was shy. He turned his face and was silent for a moment, which can be regarded as calming down. Then, he said, "Sister, do you know why Brother Sheng didn't come back? ”

Shen Qingjia's heart sank, as if a stone had been thrown into the bottomless water, there were no ripples, but it just kept falling and falling.