Invitations?

Shen Qianzi asked, "What invitation?" ”

She never received a single invitation.

"It's ......"

Looking at Shen Qian's dazed appearance of not knowing that there was someone behind her, Shen Qianzi kindly reminded, "I advise you to think about it before you talk about it, isn't it, Yan Ting?" ”

The corners of Shen Qianzi's pink lips hooked up a good smile, Shen Qian turned her head suddenly, and when she saw Yan Ting's handsome and familiar handsome face, she was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat.

"Brother Yan Ting, why are you here?"

When did he come?

Did you hear the conversation she had with Shen Qianzi just now?

"I haven't been here for long." Yan Ting's eyes were gloomy and he glanced at Shen Qianzi, his gaze fell on Shen Qian, and he softened a lot, "You solve your problem first!" ”

"Hmm."

Shen Qian pulled her lips and turned her head, her face pale.

She wasn't sure if Yan Ting had heard her conversation just now, and if she knew that Shen Qianzi was also another daughter of the Shen family.

With the edge on her back, Shen Qian tried to calm herself.

"It's ......"

The curvature of the corners of Shen Qianzi's lips became larger and larger, and she was a little looking forward to it, not knowing how Shen Qian would be in a panic.

She still underestimated Shen Qian, and Shen Qian's hands hanging by her side were only nervous for a moment, and then they were at ease.

"Invitation to the concert." Shen Qian said, "Didn't you sign up for a piano performance?" I'd like to invite you to listen and mend our friendship, Sister Chizi, would you like to? ”

Shen Qianzi was so impressed that she could be sure that what Shen Qian was going to say just now was not a concert, but something related to the Shen family.

It's really scary to have such a mind at the age of eighteen!

Shen Qianzi: "I don't want to. ”

Shen Qian frowned, puzzled: "Why don't you want to, you just said that you don't like Brother Yan Ting anymore, why can't we be good friends like before?" ”

"Because ......," Shen Qianzi tilted her head, "I can't pick up the sand that missed from my hands!" ”

Shen Qian: "......"

Shen Qian paused for a while before organizing the language: "I invited you to the concert for your sake, and the program selection will be held next week, you don't have any foundation, and you don't have a teacher to help you guide you, are you sure you can win me?" ”

"Not sure." Shen Qianzi shrugged her shoulders, and said lightly: "The focus is on participation, whether you can pass or not, just follow the fate!" ”

……

Shen Qianzi went in.

Shen Qian looked at Yan Ting, her fingers hooked together, as if she had done something wrong, "Brother Yan Ting, shouldn't I come to her?" ”

"It's not that it shouldn't, it's unnecessary." Yan Ting raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "He doesn't understand your goodness, even if you do more, she won't be moved." ”

Shen Qian choked up a little in her throat: "But I can't bear the friendship between us." ”

"Friendship is like a mirror, if it is broken, it can never be restored, and it is better to replace it with a new one than to try to restore it."

Yan Ting's eyes were confused for a moment, and he didn't know if he was talking about Shen Qian or not.

Shen Qian looked like she had walked into a dead end, her eyebrows were twisted, Yan Ting raised her hand to smooth it out, "It's almost class, let's go back to class!" ”

Shen Qian took one last look at Shen Qianzi's classroom, reluctantly looked away, and walked with Yan Ting to her classroom.

Halfway through, Yan Ting suddenly asked, "Why did you call Sister Shen Qianzi just now?" ”