Zhihua ate quite happily, but obviously felt that Song Nanqiao's expression seemed to be a little wrong.

"Senior Song, are you uncomfortable?"

Zhihua glanced at Song Nanqiao, she bit her lip lightly, and asked a little uncertainly.

It's a little weird, but as for what's weird, she can't say.

"No, maybe a little sleepy."

Song Nanqiao shook his head lightly and said, the smile on his lips was still warm.

Zhihua does not doubt that he has him, and has been looking for topics to chat with Song Nanqiao, and Song Nanqiao replies to her from time to time.

"Then Senior Song, I'll invite you back next time, I originally invited you this time."

Walking out of the sushi restaurant, Zhihua rubbed the corners of his clothes embarrassedly, a little embarrassed.

Yes, she was supposed to have a treat, but it was Song Nanqiao who paid in the end.

"Okay, next time you can come back."

Song Nanqiao slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and he said slowly.

"Go back to school by yourself, I still have some things to take care of."

Halfway through, Song Nanqiao stopped, he looked at Zhihua and said.

“…… Good. ”

Zhihua was silent for a moment, then nodded.

A bit of a loss.

As soon as Zhihua left, Song Nanqiao transferred to a nearby public toilet, where he covered his stomach, he kept vomiting, and basically vomited everything he had just eaten at noon.

My stomach was a little uncomfortable, and my throat was a little nauseous.

He reached out against the wall, took a deep breath, and rinsed his mouth with mineral water several times before he eased up.

He can't get used to eating raw things, but in front of the picture, he can't say that he can't get used to eating them.

Looking at Zhihua's expectant gaze, he didn't want to spoil her interest.

And then he ate all those things, which was a little uncomfortable, and he endured it all the time.

"Song Nanqiao?"

Chen Mo walked out of the toilet and saw Song Nanqiao standing on the edge of the sink, and he frowned slightly.

Song Nanqiao seemed to be a little weak, and his face was not very good.

Song Nanqiao turned around, and the eyes were Chen Mo's face, "Chen Mo? ”

For Chen Mo, he was a little impressed, and he had met a few times.

In their session, his popularity is very high, and Chen Mo's popularity in this session is also very high.

"Senior Song, do you have time to play basketball together tonight?"

Chen Mo stared at Song Nanqiao's face, he suddenly thought of Zhihua, and he asked slowly.

Song Nanqiao's face is not much amazing, and it is better than him and he can't see anywhere, why does the picture have different emotions for Song Nanqiao?

Chen Mo said he didn't understand.

"Tonight? I'm afraid not. ”

Song Nanqiao refused.

He did have something to attend to in the evening.

The company is just getting on track now, and he needs a lot of energy and he's busy every day.

After going to college, he was basically self-reliant, and he also promised to break through the world by his own efforts.

"So can we talk now?"

Seeing Song Nanqiao's refusal, Chen Mo hesitated for a moment and said.

Song Nanqiao: "Yes." ”

The two of them quickly took a seat at a café.

"Does Senior Song have a girlfriend?"

Chen Mo asked directly, with a smile on his lips.

"No, and there's no hurry."

"So far, I haven't met anyone who likes it."

Song Nanqiao said slowly, and as he spoke, Zhihua's smiling face poured into his mind.

Not really.

They didn't get along for long.

Maybe it's just a momentary novelty?

"Senior Song is so good, I thought I would have a girlfriend a long time ago."

Chen Mo laughed and joked, and his tone couldn't hear any ups and downs.

Song Nanqiao: "It's just that I work harder than others." ”

"Is the relationship between Senior Song and Zhihua very good?"

After thinking for a while, Chen Mo went straight to the point.

Song Nanqiao: "It's okay. ”

After a few appointments, the relationship seems to be okay, but I don't know how Zhihua views this relationship.

"I grew up with painting and painting since childhood, and we are childhood sweethearts."

Chen Mo pondered for a while, and he said slowly.

The implication is that he has a good relationship with Zhihua.

Song Nanqiao: "Hmm. ”

As for why Chen Mo told him about this, Song Nanqiao said that it was a little inexplicable.

"Senior Song, I want to ask you some questions, I don't understand a little about academics......"

Chen Mo quickly changed the topic again, and he asked.

It's not that they don't understand, but they need some reason to pass the time, otherwise their conversation will be very inexplicable.

Song Nanqiao quickly answered Chen Mo's question.

"By the way, Senior Song, how is your company now?"

The two chatted for a long time, and Chen Mo asked with concern.

Song Nanqiao: "It's on the right track." ”

He started his business in his sophomore year, and it has been more than a year, and when the company was just starting, he was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground.

The school company runs on both sides, and I have never had a good night's sleep, but fortunately, I survived.

It's too late for college students to start a business in their senior year, and many people think that he is too hardworking, and there is no need to think about starting a business so early.

But Song Nanqiao never felt like this, he felt that if he could, he would want to start a business in his freshman year.

Chen Mo congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations to Senior Song." ”

In fact, he didn't understand why Song Nanqiao worked so hard.

He guessed that it might be family conditions.

I heard that Song Nanqiao started working part-time when he was a freshman, and he started to start a business again in his sophomore year.

So hard work, it should be because of money.

——

Zhihua did not immediately go back to the dormitory when he returned to school, but went to the library to read books.

The library is a little less crowded on weekends, and many people take advantage of the weekends to relax.

The library was very quiet, Zhihua bit the tip of the pen, and she began to study mathematics again, she used to be annoyed by looking at mathematics, but now she feels quite kind.

Mathematics may be the only factor that can be related to her and Song Nanqiao.

Seeing that it was jerky and difficult to understand, Zhihua sent a message to Song Nanqiao, but she didn't receive a reply for a long time, and she felt particularly lost.

After spending more than two hours in the library, Zhihua went back to the dormitory.

"What, unhappy?"

Lin Miaomiao was lying on Zhihua's bed at the moment, looking at Zhihua's somewhat sullen appearance, she raised her eyebrows.

No, when I went out to dinner with Song Nanqiao, I knew that painting shouldn't be this expression.

Zhihua responded honestly: "A little." ”

"Does he not have feelings for me? It's to treat me like an ordinary schoolgirl. ”

Zhihua bit her lip, she flipped through the chat box, and Song Nanqiao hadn't replied to her yet.

The relationship between her and Song Nanqiao is really ordinary, and there is not even a little ambiguity.

When two people stand together, they will keep a certain distance, and they will also keep a distance when chatting.

"After a long period of love, I believe that my family painting will definitely be able to win him."

Lin Miaomiao reached out and rubbed Zhihua's face, and she gave Zhihua a cheering gesture.