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Zhou Lin's expression made Meng Qian even more puzzled, but although Zhou Lin didn't call Shen Jiawen, Shen Jiawen took the initiative to come forward and greet Meng Qian, "Congratulations."

"Congratulations? Congratulations?"

"Congratulations on your honor." Shen Jiawen pointed to the certificate of honor in Meng Qian's hand.

"Oh." Meng Qiangang was still immersed in Zhou Lin's strangeness and didn't realize it, "Are you going back now, or do you have any plans?"

"There should be nothing to do at night." Shen Jiawen first glanced at Zhou Lin, and then at the sky, "Xue is small."

Meng Qian followed Shen Jiawen's eyes and glanced at the falling snow. Thinking about it carefully, he had never really appreciated the snow in Hangzhou, "Why don't we find a place to drink tea and chat?"

"You two go, I still have a real date." Zhou Lin said goodbye and left.

"I have to go home too, there are still things at home." Sun Xiaojing followed up.

Both of them left in a hurry, leaving behind Meng Qian and Shen Jiawen. Fortunately, they would not be awkward together. Meng Qian suggested, "Then let's find a place to sit?"

Shen Jiawen hesitated for a few seconds, "I want to go shopping."

"It will be cold." Meng Qian looked at the white dress Shen Jiawen was wearing.

"It's okay, it won't be cold if you go shopping."

Since Shen Jiawen insisted, Meng Qian didn't say much, "Well, it's right next to the West Lake. I don't think I've ever been to the West Lake in snowy weather."

The West Lake is just across the road from the hotel. Shen Jiawen has been looking at the snow all the way, her eyes shining brightly. Seeing that she really likes snow, Meng Qian didn't bother her, and walked quietly along the West Lake with her for a while.

"It feels like you've changed a lot." As Shen Jiawen's excitement subsided a little, Meng Qian began to find topics.

"Huh? What's changed?" Shen Jiawen asked curiously.

"A lot more outgoing."

"Really!" Meng Qian's comment seemed to make Shen Jiawen very happy.

This surprised Meng Qian a little.

Noticing Meng Qian's expression, Shen Jiawen suddenly felt a little shy, "Did I make you feel particularly shy before?"

"Exactly, so you don't actually want that?"

"Well." Shen Jiawen paused for a while, "I've been trying to communicate more with everyone, but I don't know what to do. I really feel that I have changed a lot in the past six months. I am especially grateful to Miss Zhou Lin, who has been helping me."

Meng Qian looked at Shen Jiawen sincerely, "I feel that you are much more attractive than before."

"Then why is no one chasing me now?"

Shen Jiawen's teasing made Meng Qian more sure of her changes, and he couldn't help laughing, "You have to understand a truth, as boys get older, their criteria for finding a girlfriend is no longer liking, but being easy to chase.

If an adult woman has many suitors, it may not be because she looks good, it may just be because she looks good. "

"So you think so too?" Shen Jiawen looked at Meng Qian curiously.

Meng Qian spread his hands proudly, "For a young talent like me, there is no woman who is hard to chase."

"You're really narcissistic." Shen Jiawen gave Meng Qian a white look, "You are really different from when you were in high school."

Looking at the West Lake in the dark, Meng Qian responded inexplicably with some emotion, "Everyone is subject to change."

Shen Jiawen remained silent and continued to walk forward. Her eyes gradually became cloudy under the snowy night. Girls of this age can easily become suddenly emotional because of a certain point of touch. Just like Shen Jiawen at this moment, "Meng Qian, can I Want to talk to you about something?"

The two looked at each other, and Shen Jiawen said immediately, "My parents started their business when I was in the second grade of elementary school, and then they threw me to my grandma. Later, when I was in junior high school, my grandma passed away, and my parents also died." After making some money, he took me home and found me an aunt.

But even if I go back, I have very little communication with my parents. They usually come home very late, and sometimes they don’t even come home. You don't have to spend so much time with your dad.

My Father"

Speaking of this, Shen Jiawen suddenly couldn't continue.

"It's the issue of the original family again." Standing beside Shen Jiawen, Meng Qian thought in his heart, feeling really helpless for Shen Jiawen.

How many children can not be affected by the original family?

Seeing that Shen Jiawen stopped talking, Meng Qian didn't know whether she regretted telling him these things or couldn't continue. He turned his head to look at Shen Jiawen, and the snowflakes fell on her white evening dress, melting slowly, soft and beautiful, Yet poignant.

Subconsciously, Meng Qian took off his suit jacket and put it on for her.

"No, no, no!" Shen Jiawen quickly refused.

But Meng Qian put on the clothes very forcefully, "Put it on, I will catch a cold later and have to take care of myself."

Meng Qian's words made Shen Jiawen immediately give up her resistance, and at the same time, there was a little more sadness on her face.

"My parents passed away two years ago." Meng Qian said while helping Shen Jiawen put on her clothes.

"Ah?! I'm sorry, I don't know." Shen Jiawen was apologetic.

Meng Qian shook his head to indicate that it was okay, "I was very sad when they first left. I felt like the sky was falling, but it was the death of my parents that made me understand that people are lonely in this life. What is terrible is not living alone. The scary thing is not being able to live alone."

Shen Jiawen looked up at Meng Qian, repeating what Meng Qian said in her mind.

"Snapped!"

Just as Shen Jiawen was still understanding this sentence, a snowball hit Shen Jiawen's head.

"yeah!"

The two turned their heads and saw three elementary school children, one of whom had a proud face, and the other two were holding snowballs in their hands. Obviously, they were the ones who threw the snowball just now.

"What are you doing!?" Meng Qian pointed at the three children sternly and said, but just as he finished speaking, the other two children threw the snowball in their hands and hit Meng Qian on the body.

"Oh yeah!" All three kids looked happy.

"Grandma with legs"

Meng Qian hated three creatures the most in his life, mosquitoes, cockroaches, and brats.

Seeing the three brats screaming there, Meng Qian straightly picked up a large ball of snow from the ground and smashed it over.

"Crack!" Scattered snowballs splashed on the three children.

The three children patted the snow on their bodies, and after realizing it, one of them said, "Smash him!"

In this way, Meng Qian had a snowball fight with the three children, but Meng Qian always let himself stand in front of Shen Jiawen. When the three children wanted to attack, he would ensure Shen Jiawen's safety. The reason for going up, after all, there are three people on the opposite side.

And Shen Jiawen, who was standing behind him, crossed her hands and grabbed Meng Qian's suit jacket, and did not hide elsewhere, but just stood obediently behind Meng Qian.

Seeing a person standing in front of her like this, Shen Jiawen suddenly felt that this feeling is very good

Thank you Xiweiyuan for your reward!