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After Song Qingwu left, Zhang Jia's mother entered Zhang Jia's room.

"Jia Jia, you have such an outstanding friend, why have you never heard of him before?" Zhang Jia's mother asked curiously.

Zhang Jia said proudly, "Mom, you think my friend is pretty good, right?" Then she said sadly, "Qingwu is so pitiful. She has no parents, no grandparents, and grew up in an orphanage. After she was admitted to high school, her uncles and aunts gave her money to rent a house in this community. I didn't dare to bring her home because I was afraid that you would despise her family conditions and look down on her, which would hurt her heart."

Without parents and grandparents, and grew up in an orphanage?

In such an environment, he grew up to be such an excellent and polite child.

As a mother, she cannot bear to see the sufferings of the world. Thinking of how Song Qingwu patiently explained knowledge to Zhang Jia just now, and how carefully Song Qingwu ate, Zhang Jia's mother couldn't help but blush. She scolded Zhang Jia, "How could you miss your mother so much? Would your mother look at your friend because of his family conditions? If you had told me earlier, I would have given Qingwu two more cartons of milk."

Then she continued, "Invite Qingwu to your house for dinner more often in the future. Mom doesn't have to go to work, so it's okay to cook for one more person."

Zhang Jia smiled and said, "You really like Qingwu, Mom."

"Nonsense, which parent doesn't like a child like this? She's so pitiful all alone. Since you're her good friend, you should take better care of her."

"Qingwu is not unattended. Recently, her cousin has moved in with her. Her cousin cooks for her and takes care of her life. Today, I invited Qingwu to our house because her cousin couldn't come back for the exam."

In Zhang Jia's mother's mind, an image immediately emerged of a skinny girl carrying daily necessities, struggling to go up and down the stairs, wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen, and taking care of another girl.

The parent who accompanied her to study turned out to be a cousin. Qingwu is such a pitiful child.

Then he immediately reacted, "You said her cousin has an exam today. Is she also a student?"

"Yes!" Zhang Jia's eyes lit up when he recalled Shu Xiaoya's stunning beauty. "Qingwu's cousin is so pretty, even prettier than Qingwu. Oh no, Qingwu might be prettier. No, that's not right. I can't really explain it. Anyway, she's a very beautiful sister, and she's a student at Jiangshi University, as good as Qingwu."

When Song Qingwu returned home, she found that Shu Xiaoya had already returned.

Seeing Song Qingwu coming back, Shu Xiaoya rushed over and hugged Song Qingwu without caring about the sweat on Song Qingwu's body.

"Qingwu, where have you been? Why did you come back so late? I was scared to death." Song Qingwu's home was so close to the school, and she hadn't returned home yet after ten o'clock. Song Qingwu was such a beautiful girl, and Shu Xiaoya was really scared. Song Qingwu's watch was an ordinary watch, not a phone watch. Her old mobile phone was broken, and smartphones were not allowed to be brought to school, so as soon as Song Qingwu went to school, she could not contact Shu Xiaoya.

Song Qingwu was touched when she saw Shu Xiaoya's anxious look, "Dear cousin, are you worried about me?"

"Don't try to flatter me. I finished my final exams at nine o'clock and came back from Jiangda, which is so far away. I'm already home, but you haven't come home yet. Do you think I'm worried? I want to go out to find you, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to see me when you come back and I'll be worried sick. Tell me, where have you been?" After Shu Xiaoya felt relieved, dissatisfaction took over and she began to question Song Qingwu.

"If you go out to look for me, you're afraid that you'll be worried if I don't see you when I come back? Why should I worry? If I don't see you when I come back, won't I call you?" Song Qingwu asked curiously.

"You!" Shu Xiaoya was angry. She was in a hurry just now, why didn't she think of this? And why was Song Qingwu's focus on this matter? Shouldn't she first explain why she came back so late?

Song Qingwu put her face close to Shu Xiaoya's mouth. Seeing Song Qingwu's well-behaved look, Shu Xiaoya sighed. She had no way to deal with Song Qingwu at all. Who told her to like her so much?

She held up Song Qingwu's face and kissed her gently. Song Qingwu's skin was smooth and fair. One kiss made all the anger disappear.

"I went to a classmate's house for dinner, and after dinner, I studied at her house." Song Qingwu explained.

Shu Xiaoya looked at Song Qingwu warily, "Eating and studying at a classmate's house? A male classmate or a female classmate?"

Song Qingwu smiled and asked, "Do you want a male or female classmate?"

Shu Xiaoya was stunned.

If she thinks about it carefully, she will be wary of both male and female classmates. As for the male classmates, she will never allow her girlfriend to go to the homes of classmates of the opposite sex to eat and study.

But as for the female classmates, since Qingwu can date me, will she date other girls one day?

Seeing Shu Xiaoya's dazed look, Song Qingwu couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm a girl, how could I go to a boy's house to eat and study?

What's that expression on your face? You can't stop me from interacting with girls. Yes, I like you as a girl, but I won't do anything with girls casually.

Just because I'm a girl and you like me, does that mean I'm suspicious of you and your roommates and don't allow you to socialize with them?"

Shu Xiaoya also thought it made sense, and her face turned red. She was indeed overthinking. Before she met Song Qingwu, she had never liked any girl.

Both of them are soft and beautiful women with long flowing hair, and neither of them is the kind of bulky androgynous girl, so how could they possibly flirt with other girls.

Seeing Shu Xiaoya's relieved look, Song Qingwu also hugged Shu Xiaoya and kissed her on the face, "Xiaoya, it turns out that your worry about me was fake, and your jealousy was real."