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Until the door rang softly, the person's footsteps that had originally wanted to come stopped, and a pair of feet wearing plush slippers appeared in front of Shi Qingqiu who lowered his head slightly.

Shi Qingqiu heard a low sigh, and then the fruit platter in his hand was taken by a thin hand, and one of his wrists was also caught at the same time.

Pulling Shi Qingqiu into the room, closing the door and putting down the fruit platter, Wen Qinghan turned his head and asked softly: "Why don't you call me when you come? Isn't it tired to stand outside?"

Shi Qingqiu bit her lip, and then a smile appeared at the corner of her lips: "You will come out as soon as I was about to come and knock on the door."

Wen Qinghan raised the corner of his mouth shallowly, and asked in a gentle voice, "Do you think I believe it?"

"What can I do if you don't believe it? I won't tell you this." Shi Qingqiu's eyes were filled with a smile, and he glanced around the room, but stopped looking at Wen Qinghan.

Wen Qinghan's room is very large, including bookcases and desks. It is probably because sometimes she doesn't want to go to the study to arrange it like this. After all, her father often goes to the study.

When Shi Qingqiu was about to walk to the sofa, he glanced suddenly, seeing the trophies and certificates placed in the bookcase, and couldn't help but walk to the bookcase. During his reading career, Wen Qinghan can be said to be an unattainable figure in the eyes of his classmates. Since Shi Qingqiu has a memory, Wen Qinghan has always been a person surrounded by admiring eyes and various praises. .

Shi Qingqiu looked at the certificates of honor that were opened one after the other, with his fingers close to the glass of the bookcase, touching Wen Qinghan's name.

"Do you want to open it?" Wen Qinghan's eyes were soft, and he looked at the glass door reflecting him and Shi Qingqiu, meeting Shi Qingqiu's gaze.

Shi Qingqiu shook his head, suddenly remembering something, and asked: "Where is your certificate of merit in elementary school?"

"In the study, there are too many to fit here."

Shi Qingqiu’s eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and there was a trace of regret for memories: “I remember, I didn’t seem to have participated in an awards ceremony with you much later when I was in college. What happened? When I remembered that you haven't called me for a long time, I don't know how many times it has passed."

She turned around, Wen Qinghan's black hair like black feathers and slightly damp in the past, her long body was properly wrapped in a thin silk nightgown, indescribably dusty, and indescribably soft. .

"Then participate in the future, and there will definitely be more in the future." Wen Qinghan raised his hand to help Shi Qingqiu pull the hair on the side of his face behind his ears.

"Should I say that you are narcissistic? How do you know that you will have it in the future?" Shi Qingqiu asked with a chuckle.

"Don't you think I have no chance of winning in the future?" Wen Qinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, his always indifferent face was a bit more true.

I don't know if it is Wen Qinghan's pun or the current Qingqiu. It seems that everything can be turned into the relationship between them. It seems to be saying, how do you know that I will not win?

Shi Qingqiu felt sour in her heart. When did she become such a person? If you really don't want to, why hold off that answer and not give Wen Qinghan. But if they agree, can the two of them really bear the consequences?

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