Dijing Garden became even more dazzling because of Shen Qingjia's arrival.

At least that's what Zhuang Zhou thinks.

The days that were originally calm suddenly seemed like a breeze blowing, and the air was filled with ripples of life.

Obviously, this is only the second day of Shen Qingjia's arrival. The autumn sun at the end of August shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, coating all the furniture in the room with a hazy and warm light gold. Tiny specks of dust dance in the daylight. That morning, Zhuang Zhou did not turn on the piano, he turned on the retro gramophone in the living room and put on a classical record of Beethoven. The air was filled with watery music, and the atmosphere was inexplicably full of charming romance.

Song Fusheng and Shen Qingjia went downstairs at the same time.

"Click."

Of course, Zhuang Zhou will not miss such a perfect moment. He keenly captured the first time the two were in the same frame with his camera. Realizing that he was being photographed, Shen Qingjia smiled a little shyly, but as for the cold face, Song Fusheng was still expressionless! Shen Qingjia is wearing a dark red doll neck knitted sweater cardigan today, with a dark red checked skirt at the bottom, black socks, and black retro leather shoes. Her long black hair was tied into a ball, and there were two red cherries on the headband. The whole person looks very quiet and cute. I don't know if it's an appointment, Song Fusheng's dressing style today is the same academic literary style, he is wearing a light blue loose shirt, and the outside is a heart-shaped collar with a thick rod needle twist short sweater of the same color as the shirt, and the collar and cuffs of the sweater are very distinctive, respectively, white, green, yellow and green contrasting colors, adding a bit of liveliness. The lower body is black cropped pants, black pumps, and the diamond buckle on the upper secretly exudes low-key gorgeousness. Zhuang Zhou smiled and waved at Shen Qingjia: "Good morning." Shen Qingjia had adjusted her mood at the moment, and she generously responded to Zhuang Zhou's good morning greetings. Zhuang Zhou. Early. Have you been waiting for a long time? "Zhuang Zhou today

"Nope. I was just a little bit earlier than we were. Zhuang Zhou said with a smile.

"Are you making breakfast today?" Song Fusheng asked.

"Didn't you say that you would wait until after school started to let Aunt Zhou get off work? So today we still eat ready-made meals, super hearty. "Zhuang Zhou seems to be a person who loves to laugh. Shen Qingjia remembered that from the first time he met Zhuang Zhou, to this goodbye, it was only three sides, and his face was always full of good-looking smiles. The smile is not too much, not too sweet or salty, just like the breeze and the bright moon, which makes people feel refreshed. Shen Qingjia thought that this was really a hearty teenager.

“…… If no one cooks, I can cook. You can tell me the name of the dish you want to eat, and I should be fine. Shen Qingjia said.

"You don't have to do it. This guy is a great cook. Besides, he lives in my house and eats and drinks for nothing and makes trouble, so he will be in charge of cooking in the future. You are responsible for eating.

If you have a request, just ask, don't hesitate. Song Fusheng patted Zhuang Zhou's shoulder and said solemnly to Shen Qingjia.

"......" Hearing Song Fusheng say this, Shen Qingjia became uneasy. The uneasiness had been there since last night, but she couldn't find the right moment. Now she thinks the atmosphere is not bad, and she should be able to talk about it. Shen Qingjia was silent for a while and said, "I think I'd better go back to school and live." Now that your relatives are gone, I have no reason to live here. ”

"What relatives?" Zhuang Zhou was confused.

Yesterday, he wanted to ask Song Fusheng what method he used to persuade Shen Qingjia to stay here. I think I've heard a lot of news right now.