What is just, auspicious, and fixed in life does not run according to our wishes, but pushes us according to its own will.

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Agnostic, solitude travels like a herd, flies like a flock of birds, flows like a stream, and stands tall like a holly mistletoe.

“……”

Shen Qingjia's whole person seemed to be shriveled and her legs were weak, but she was a strong person, and she was from a long time ago. She staggered to her feet, trying not to be so embarrassed. She doesn't care what Zhuang Zhou's jokes are, whether she laughs at her or not. She still cares about Song Fusheng's opinion - Shen Qingjia doesn't want Song Fusheng to look down on her by one point, no, not half a point!

Her head is now thinking of a mess, and she can come up with a little clever and useful method.

Why?

Just because everything Song Fusheng said was right, and every sentence hit her heart? Or is it because Song Fusheng actually tried his best to deceive their family? Or is it just because the true face of the person you like is suddenly exposed in broad daylight? Shen Qingjia's mind was very chaotic now, and she couldn't figure out a single wisp. Even that initial belief was a little shaken – it was someone she liked. This sentence can no longer be sworn in the affirmative with a full stop without scruples, and now this full stop has become a question mark. For the first time, Shen Qingjia asked himself - what do I like about him? Why did you like him in the first place?

"So how do you choose?" Song Fusheng's tone did not fluctuate, in this case, you seemed to be speaking to an iceberg. This is the usual expressionless, ruthless and unrighteous Song Fusheng, this is the Song Fusheng she has never seen.

"Hey, hey, hey. Song Fusheng, it's almost over, and the little girls are going to cry. Oh, my eyes are red. Zhuang Zhou really couldn't stand it. It's also strange that he originally had the idea of watching the excitement, but now when he saw Shen Qingjia's crying appearance, how sad was he in his heart? Heh~ It's really weird.

But.

Zhuang Zhou was wrong, and Song Fusheng was also wrong.

Shen Qingjiacai is not the kind of person who likes to use tears to win the sympathy of others. Not crying in front of others was something Shen Qingjia had decided for a long time. At this moment, even if she wanted to cry again, she bit her lip and held back. She really took out that kind of tooth to smash and swallow in her stomach now. Her red eyes and crystal tears swirled in her eyes, but they didn't fall out.

"You want to reciprocate, don't you? Yes, I'll give it back to you. One semester is one semester, who is afraid of whom? ”

Shen Qingjia has always eaten soft rather than hard. Song Fusheng wants to make fun of her, then well, she is not as good as he likes. Now let her see what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd. What exactly did she understand when he said it? It's better to say that she has now understood: he has not had a trace of sincerity for so many years, and he has never been sincere to them. Even if there is a moment of true affection, it is to be able to justifiably tease her today.

Song Fusheng played this game of chess really ruthlessly.

"Good. That was still the original plan. Song Fusheng didn't expect Shen Qingjia to really agree—he wasn't going to stimulate her so much before, he obviously wanted to ask her to stay. Maybe his damn character really hasn't learned how to beg people. Shen Qingjia was not willing to stay here. Song Fusheng didn't know. But there was no turning back.

If there is, then how to save his image in Shen Qingjia's heart.

Only this is the only point where he lacks self-confidence......