Shen Qingjia's happiest day is Friday.

Every Friday afternoon, I will come back with flowers, and of course, Song Fusheng.

But this Friday she was upset because she hadn't found her ring yet. She didn't even know if she would actually find it. She has been running to Lianhuapo after school for a week in a row to look for her, but to no avail. After school this afternoon, the flowers are coming back. She really didn't know how to face her. Although Hua Bijin said that if she loses it, there is no way to do it. But thinking about it from another perspective, Shen Qingjia knew that Hua Rujin must be uncomfortable, so who would be better if the expensive gift was lost. She took out all her pocket money and private money, and she couldn't make up half a ring. Although she had the courage to go to her mother to ask for money, she couldn't open her mouth after all.

"You're worried." Wen Zi looked at Shen Qingjia at the door of the classroom for a long time and found that she showed no signs of going back. The other day, she was rushing home as soon as she got out of school. Today's appearance is like wishing that time would stop and not pass. So he turned back and stood beside his seat.

"It's none of your business." Seeing Wen Zi, Shen Qingjia's heart became even more annoyed.

"Are you in trouble, I'll help you." Wen Zi sat down in the empty seat next to her.

"I don't need your help." Shen Qingjia began to clean up his desk. She put the books in her bag one by one and checked them all before zipping them up. Shen Qingjia stood up, ignoring Wen Zi's existence, and walked out from the opposite side.

"Shen Qingjia. Let's go together. Wen Zi smiled slightly, and immediately got up and followed Shen Qingjia.

The classroom was empty. The afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the classroom, and the whole air softened. There's dust dancing in the air. In the playground not far away, there are playful children playing basketball. Everything was so beautiful.

At this time, a thin figure walked into the classroom of the second (1) class of junior high school, and after looking left and right to make sure that no one would come in now, she walked quickly to Shen Qingjia's seat, stuffed an envelope into her drawer, and then quickly exited the classroom.

They walked over a small dirt slope, and two or three hundred meters further on, there was a large road. Wen Zi's home is just down the road near the school. Today, he still didn't go back directly, he followed Shen Qingjia all the way forward.

"Wen Zi. Do you really have to follow me back every day? ”

Shen Qingjia clenched the straps of his schoolbag with both hands and glanced back at Wen Zi.

"Hmm. Come rain come shine. I want to escort you back every day. ”

Wen Zi laughed like a child, and there was a flush on his face. But no one paid attention to that. Shen Qingjia glanced at him, and then never looked at him again, and she avoided all possible possibilities of seeing him on the rest of the journey. She walked very fast, almost faster and faster.

"Wen Zi. I don't even know why you're having trouble with me like this. I don't seem to have offended you in any way, do I? Shen Qingjia said as he walked. Walking while talking still didn't slow her down.

"I didn't get along with you. I'm so good to you, don't you like it? ”

Wen Zi playfully walked backwards, and his eyes never left Shen Qingjia.

"I don't like it, I don't like it at all!"

Shen Qingjia really had never seen such a brazen person.

"But I like it." Wen Zi blurted out.