True love for someone can't be hidden, even if you cover your mouth and don't say it, your love will come out of your eyes.

Maybe you didn't realize it.

But if you like someone, your mood must be seen and remembered by someone.

*

What Zhuang Zhou didn't expect was that this matter was finally known to Song Fusheng.

Of course, he has nothing to fear, and he doesn't feel anything to feel guilty about.

Because he didn't do anything unseemly. He just fell in love with a girl. I like it silently, I have always hidden it in my heart, and I am ready to hide it in my heart all the time.

Zhuang Zhou didn't want to be known by anyone, especially Song Fusheng. So today Song Fusheng knew that this matter was completely unexpected, and it was not his intention at all, he had been ready to put this mood in his heart, but Song Fusheng actually saw it.

Of course, it's no wonder that he is too careless.

is also because Song Fusheng is too smart.

Zhuang Zhou had just written an entire page of Shen Qingjia's name in his notebook, and it was just a scratchbook—a blank notebook he used to record his sudden inspiration.

Zhuang Zhou's handwritten text generally prefers to be in a blank book.

This is more conducive to play, and there is no limit. It's his own thoughts and habits.

*

Time goes back a little bit and goes back to the first day of winter break.

Although Zhuang Zhou's father urged him to return to his hometown as soon as possible, Zhuang Zhou had no such plans, he wanted to wait for Shen Qingjia's birthday to pass before leaving.

Maybe it's because Zhuang Zhou didn't really want to go back. He wanted to spend the New Year with Song Fusheng.

On the first day of winter vacation, Zhuang Zhou was ready to sleep first. He rarely sleeps on weekends. Now it's winter vacation, the cold weather in winter makes people don't want to get out of the bed, plus now the vacation is long, don't worry about being late, and all kinds of things.

Shen Qingjia had already returned to Lianhuadu yesterday.

She refused Song Fusheng's offer to send her home and took the bus home alone.

I called them around 4:50 to report their safety and wish them a happy winter vacation.

Regarding the birthday, Shen Qingjia did not mention it, and Song Fusheng and Zhuang Zhou did not say it. But they all really took it to heart. The two of them were ready to give Shen Qingjia a big surprise on his birthday.

Song Fusheng knocked on the door, and then came in.

Zhuang Zhou squinted at him: "Floating life." Are you waking up too early? I don't have to go to school today. Zhuang Zhou had no intention of getting up.

"I'll get you a book." Song Fusheng didn't seem to have any plans to call Zhuang Zhou up.

"Notre Dame de Paris? Next to my laptop. Zhuang Zhou said in a lazy voice.

"Then I'll take it. You go back to sleep. Song Fusheng glanced at Zhuang Zhou's desk. Truly. The fuchsia hardcover was right next to the computer, with an open notebook spread out on it.

Song Fusheng didn't think about anything, so he casually took away the book with the brown paper cover. Song Fusheng didn't plan to read the content originally - he didn't think it was anything to look good at all. He just habitually prepared to help Zhuang Zhou close the book, that is, this action made him glance at the inside page of the book. Nothing is written on this inner page, except for Shen Qingjia's name. Juanxiu's pen lettering. Zhuang Zhou, like Song Fusheng, likes to write with a fountain pen. Shen Qingjia's name is very beautifully written. And the strokes are very natural and casual. That's the effect of writing so many times. In a word. The font is beautiful. The name is beautifully written. Maybe it's just because this is Shen Qingjia's name, so it's beautiful no matter what.

Song Fusheng's hand stayed on Zhuang Zhou's draft book for about a minute and a half. In this minute and a half, Song Fusheng did not speak or move, he kept this posture all the time. With his back to Zhuang Zhou. Silent. A lot of emotions welled up in his heart, and it was all kinds of tastes. He was keenly aware of an emotion that he felt he should have noticed a long time ago. Why is it that this emotion has never really been confronted? Obviously, they have been together all the time, so they shouldn't have ignored it.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Zhou saw that Song Fusheng had been standing there motionless. Could it be that you haven't found it? "Isn't the book there? It should be there. ”

"Yes. I got it. Well, you sleep well. I'll go first. Song Fusheng pretended to be casual, closed the book and put it neatly, picked up the book and waved it, smiled, and then left Zhuang Zhou's room.

"Hmm. Don't wait for me to have breakfast, I don't want to get up for a while. Zhuang Zhou moved comfortably.

"Got it." Song Fusheng left these three words and did not look back.

The door was gently shut.

Zhuang Zhou was so comfortable that he turned over again and turned back again. Suddenly he remembered something! A spirit rises from the body! He immediately sat up from his bed. Zhuang Zhou remembered his notebook, and then remembered Song Fusheng's abnormal behavior just now. By this moment he had jumped out of bed and walked quickly to his desk.

His notebook sits right next to his laptop. But Zhuang Zhou remembered very well that he did not close the book at night. The book was originally open.,But now it's closed!

Obviously, this was closed by Song Fusheng.

What's more obvious is that Song Fusheng has already seen the contents of the book. Although it's not a big deal. It's not very private, it's not very secret. It's just that the page that opened happened to have Shen Qingjia's name written!

Song Fusheng is so smart that he must know what this means. His silence at that time meant that he already knew the hidden message. Song Fusheng knew.

I know that Zhuang Zhou also likes Shen Qingjia.

Just like Zhuang Zhou knew that Song Fusheng also liked Shen Qingjia.

It is precisely because of this that he intends to remain silent. Since then, Zhuang Zhou has planned to hide his love for Shen Qingjia in his heart, this is his exclusive memory, this is his secret. He would never tell anyone else.

But now because of his mistakes, this secret has been inexplicably exposed, and it is exposed in front of Song Fusheng.

Zhuang Zhou's mood was indescribably complicated.

He couldn't guess Song Fusheng's mood now.

But what is certain is that Song Fusheng's mood is naturally complicated.

It was a bolt from the blue for him.

Zhuang Zhou showed a wry smile.

Floating. I think you can probably get the idea. You can't hide your love for someone. I can't control my heart if I like someone. I know you like Shen Qingjia, and I know that Shen Qingjia likes you, so I don't plan to take any small steps forward. I can control the fact that I don't pursue her, but I can't control how much I like her. Even if it's not my story, it doesn't change my heart for her.

I want to guard her like this, silently, without saying a word.

Just guarding her in the shadows.