Shu Qiwen's farewell ceremony took place in late May, on a sunny afternoon.

That day, Zhu Shan wore a cotton matcha green dress with thin lace of the same color at the neckline.

She wasn't one to wear dresses, but the farewell invitation said, "Please wear the prettiest dress."

Zhu Shan didn't wear the prettiest dress, she wore the most plain dress.

However, she still felt restless because of some small lace on the neckline.

When she arrived at the scene, Zhu Shan realized that she was too worried.

On the lawn, there are also girls wearing brightly colored floral dresses and even sundresses, whether it is style or color, there are no taboos.

Moreover, no one has sad emotions on their faces, everyone is laughing and chatting, more like a gathering of friends.

Ling Xiao took Zhu Shan to greet Shu Qiwen's family and met Shu Qiwen's parents, parents and sister.

Shu Qiwen's mother looked very young, painted with delicate makeup, and wore a burgundy satin dress.

She couldn't see sadness on her face, and said with a smile that she didn't greet well, letting Ling Xiao and Zhu Shan take care of themselves.

Shu Qiwen's farewell ceremony, the music is light music with a very summer atmosphere, and the flowers are sunflowers.

Ling Xiao said that the sunflower is the symbol flower of their university school, which means to grow in the sun and always face the sun.

Zhu Shan didn't know Shu Qiwen for a long time, and she didn't have too many intersections, she didn't actually know her, but she was still attracted to her.

Until this moment, Zhu Shan got to know her a little more: very cool.

Thinking so, she was saddened by the fact that the young girl had lost her life.

Zhu Shan felt inappropriate and quietly went to the bathroom.

Before she entered the bathroom, she heard a sobbing sound from inside, and Zhu Shan glanced at it, it was Shu Qiwen's mother.

Zhu Shan didn't go in, and stood a little farther away.

After a while, the sobbing gradually stopped, and then Shu Qiwen's mother walked out.

It was obvious that she had touched up her makeup.

She loves her daughter very much.

Zhu Shan turned her back and didn't dare to say hello, she was afraid that her emotions would affect her.

Zhu Shan returned to the venue again and saw Ling Xiao standing with a white-haired elder.

She was relatively close, and heard Ling Xiao respectfully call the man "Professor Yan".

Professor Yan's voice is rich in precipitation: "Ling Xiao, the meaning of life is not in length, but in width."

Ling Xiao nodded and said, "Yes."

Professor Yan: "Qiwen is better than you in this regard."

Ling Xiao nodded again.

Professor Yan: "Ling Xiao, whether you have really thought it through, only you know."

Ling Xiao still nodded.

On the way home that day, the sky suddenly became overcast, and then it rained heavily.

In May, it is very sparse and the weather is usual.

But Zhu Shan had just participated in such a different farewell ceremony and said goodbye to such a bright girl, and she felt that such a sudden change in weather was overwhelming.

Back home, Zhu Shan went to the bathroom to take a bath.

She reclined down in the tub, turned on the soothing nerves mode, and played with her phone.

After the news was finished, she clicked into WeChat again.

Consciously, she clicked on Shu Qiwen's circle of friends, and the latest status was the one from half a year ago, a pure white photo with the words "I really want to eat hot pot".

Zhu Shan remembered that afternoon, she was suspended, sat on the bus, and "ate hot pot on the cloud" with Shu Qiwen.

Zhu Shan returned to the page, returned to the chat page with Shu Qiwen, and pulled up.

「

Shu Qiwen: [I'm so happy to eat hot pot with you! 】

Shu Qiwen: [Then you owe me food, even if you pay it back!] 】

Zhu Shan: [This is fake, when you come back, I will invite you to eat hot pot again, I know there is a time-honored store, which is particularly delicious. 】

」

She still owes her a meal, and she hasn't taken her to eat yet

That time-honored hot pot.

Further up, it was Shu Qiwen who enlightened her.

「

Shu Qiwen: [Little cutie, the law can judge criminals, and it can also be a weapon to protect people! 】

」

Zhu Shan couldn't help but think that Shu Qiwen should be battling cancer at that time, and she should be in pain.

However, she was sick, but on the afternoon when she was confused, she showed her the way.

Further up.

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Shu Qiwen: [What a pity. 】

」

It was last year's National Day, and Ling Yue returned to Yuhe.

At that time, Shu Qiwen was supposed to go abroad for treatment, and asked her to have dinner before leaving, but she didn't go, saying that her brother was back.

At that time, Zhu Shan thought that there were too many opportunities.

It's so regrettable and sad.

Zhu Shan's tears broke at this moment.

Ling Xiao hadn't seen Zhu Shan come out for a long time, so he went into the bathroom and saw the people in the bathtub crying so much that their bodies were red.

He frowned, pulled the bath towel and wrapped the person out.

Zhu Shan once heard a saying that death is not the end, forgetting is.

Shu Qiwen will not be forgotten.

She not only pointed out the way for Zhu Shan for the time being that afternoon, and her insistence on fairness and justice protected the rights and interests of many people.

Her belief that justice is above life has also shocked Ling Xiao, and at this moment, Ling Xiao finally figured it out and broke through the fog in front of her.

When Zhu Shan went back to SJP to handle graduation matters, Ling Xiao pinched her cheek: "Good girl, do you want a prosecutor husband?"

Zhu Shan was stunned for two seconds, and hugged him tightly at the airport: "Future Prosecutor Ling, come on!"

******

When Zhu Shan returned to SJP, her aunt was not there.

On the day of graduation, she simply went through the procedure and left the synagogue after taking pictures.

When she was walking outside the school, she called Ling Xiao.

Zhu Shan's voice was warm and glutinous: "What are you doing?"

"Busy."

Hearing Ling Xiao's brief response, Zhu Shan suddenly wanted to be coquettish: "Husband, everyone else has parents after graduation, but I don't."

"What then?" His tone was unimpressed.

「...！！！」 Zhu Shanjiao snorted, "You're so annoying."

Ling Xiao laughed, "Then I'll fly over now, can I catch up?"

Zhu Shan puffed up, "I can't."

"Didn't you say your husband was a hero?"

"That can't overcome the objective distance..." Zhu Shan paused, and the strings in her head tensed.

The next second, she heard a cry from the same space.

"Sanshan—"

Zhu Shan turned her head, there were so many people, but at a glance, she saw Ling Xiao standing under the statue in the school square, waving to her wantonly and handsomely.

Zhu Shan was really pleasantly surprised and really happy.

She was not shy in front of the public, ran over and jumped directly on Ling Xiao, like a koala.

Ling Xiao hugged her thighs, turned around twice, threw off the bachelor's hat on Zhu Shan's head, and provoked Zhu Shan to pat him on the shoulder.

Ling Xiao brought a small suitcase, saying that he had just come over after getting off the plane, but he was still a step late and didn't make it to the graduation hall.

When he said it, he said in a dragging tone, "Shanshan, what a pity."

But Zhu Shan nestled in his arms, as if he hadn't heard it, flipping through his mobile phone, which contained the photos she had just taken, and she was retouching them.

Ling Xiao couldn't hold back, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pinched it, "What's the matter? It's only been a week, and I'm like a transparent person?"

Zhu Shan grinned, "I don't regret it."

"Huh?"

"I'm so happy."

Ling Xiao also laughed.

After arriving home and putting down the suitcase, Zhu Shan received a video call from her aunt, reminding her to go to the store to pick up her clothes.

Wait for her to hang

After calling the phone, Ling Xiao asked, "What clothes?"

"Graduation party in the evening, little dress." br>

Ling Xiao frowned.

Zhu Shan sat down, wrapped her arms around Ling Xiao's neck, and explained, "This is our school tradition, the Graduation Party."

Ling Xiao let out a "hmm" and sighed leisurely, "Then I'm going to keep the empty room alone?"

"I'll be back soon, my classmates graduated last year, I don't know anyone, I talk to the teachers and they leave."

Ling Xiao nodded with satisfaction: "That's pretty much it."

In the afternoon, Ling Xiao accompanied Zhu Shan to get clothes.

The aunt ordered three sets of small dresses for Zhu Shan, and in the end, she chose the second one.

The skirt is pink, with two thin shoulder straps on the shoulders, and a piece of diamond-encrusted peach-heart-shaped fabric on the front chest is connected to the chest, and the peach-heart cut fits the chest. type, the tail is closed at the navel, the entire back is hollowed out, the shoulder straps are connected to the waist, the waist is three-dimensionally tightened, outlining the slender waist, the skirt is slightly fluffy, and it is a little sexy in cuteness.

Zhu Shan chose this one because Ling Xiao didn't blink her eyes, and when she asked, Ling Xiao said, "You have lost weight."

Zhu Shan was overjoyed, she had indeed lost weight.

When I returned to SJP, I was not used to eating, and I ran around again, and I lost four or five pounds in a week, and her weight finally dropped by 100.

Zhu Shan chose a skirt and followed someone to make her makeup.

It was the first time Ling Xiao had seen her like this, and she stared at her for a long time.

In the evening, Ling Xiao sent Zhu Shan to school, and then waited for her outside the school.

As Zhu Shan said before, she didn't stay long before she came out, she was afraid that Ling Xiao would be bored waiting.

Ling Xiao wrapped her in a scarf, mainly wrapped her exposed back, and asked lazily, "What to eat?"

Zhu Shan shook her head, looking picky eater: "I don't have any appetite, it's not delicious."

"Picky eater, so you've lost weight?"

"Hmm." As she spoke, Zhu Shan touched her waist again and squinted at Ling Xiao, "Is it so obvious?"

Ling Xiao looked at her, and he had a feeling that he would be divorced on the spot if he dared to say that it was not obvious.

He nodded, "It's too obvious."

In the end, Ling Xiao proposed to go to the beach behind Aunt Zhu Shan's house for dinner.

That beach connected Aunt Zhushan's house, her high school, and her college. In the local area, it is a famous school culture street, and Zhu Shan is very familiar with it.

When night fell, the moon was so great that it gilded everything around it with silver white. There is a path next to the beach, and on both sides of the road are neatly arranged small wooden stalls with small star lights on them, and the goods are all handmade knick-knacks.

Walking here, you can hear the slight sound of the waves and feel the slight sea breeze.

Zhu Shan led Ling Xiao, like a host: "It's always been very lively here, these stalls can't be set up if you want to come and set up a stall, you need to take your own goods, apply to the school, and pass."

Zhu Shan took a gadget at random and put it next to her cheek: "Look, is it cute?"

Ling Xiao looked at Zhu Shan's little face and nodded, "Cute."

Zhu Shan pursed her lips, put down her things, hugged the scarf on her shoulder and walked forward: "Not serious."

This made Ling Xiao laugh and followed, "Why am I not serious?" He didn't do anything.

Zhu Shan ignored him and continued to walk forward.

Ling Xiao went to take Zhu Shan's hand, she shook it symbolically, and then made a reluctant submission appearance.

After walking for a few minutes, the sound of music came from the right.

Ling Xiao asked, "What's over there?"

"Whoever sings, you can order a song."

"Let's see."

Zhu Shan didn't know that Ling Xiao would be interested in this, and said as she walked, "These are all college students singing, and it takes money to order songs, which can be regarded as work-study."

A boy in light-colored jeans and a white T-shirt stands in front of a microphone with a guitar.

Zhu Shan shook her head slightly along with the prelude.

At the end of the prelude, the boy's voice is refreshing and good.

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Shan was stunned and shook Ling Xiao's hand: "It's actually a Chinese song, it seems to be a ZG person."

Ling Xiao nodded and commented, "It's okay."

Zhu Shan secretly pursed her lips, saying as if he sang very well, who to bluff?

She knew he wasn't perfect.

She began to listen to the songs.

"Hey! The woman on the other side."

"It's late at night."

"Does the coffee still have residual warmth?"

"Remembering the Past Us"

"I walked until dusk"

"Strangers too"

"I never thought about me"

"This Dissolute Soul"

"Inadvertently broke your heart"

"If we still have a possibility"

"I'll run down the road that spoils you."

"What are we afraid of when we love each other?"

"Love and love for the rest of your life"

"Draw a rainbow after the rain"

"Hand in hand, take a ride"

"Let Love Stir and Roll"

"You are the person I will ever feel the most sorry for"

"What are we afraid of when we love each other?"

"Love and love for the rest of your life"

"It's all my responsibility"

"Raise your head and cry"

"Wipe away your tears and don't hesitate"

"I'm willing to fight for you."

At the end of half of the song, Zhu Shan clapped and cheered with the crowd.

Suddenly, a group of people came into view, holding bouquets of flowers, candles, and flashing signs.

The sign reads: I love you.

Showing love?

The scene is quickly set up, and a boy leads a girl into the center of the scene.

Zhu Shan couldn't hold back, and slapped Ling Xiao's arm excitedly: "It's so romantic—"

Ling Xiao tilted his head and frowned slightly: "Like it?"

Zhu Shan nodded unconsciously, keeping her eyes on the romantic couple.

Ling Xiao reached out and grabbed Zhu Shan's chin, turning her little face to look at herself, "It's not easy? I'll get you one, too."

Zhu Shan muttered and teased him, "Then you can get me one now."

Ling Xiao released his fingers and leaned over slightly to approach Zhu Shan.

A flamboyant smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered, "Okay."

At that second, Zhu Shan heard a crisp wind chime.