First Frost ( Requested )

The scene seemed to be deadlocked.

In a quiet space, the thick soup in the pot bubbled outwards, making a gurgling sound. The smoke in front of the eyes, like a filter, blurred Sang Yan's eyebrows.

"I didn't want to choose this major." Wen Yifan lowered his eyes and naturally gave a reason. "At that time, there was a problem with the assessment. The major I wanted to choose was not admitted and was transferred to online media."

Upon hearing this, Sang Yan also retracted his gaze and took a sip of wine calmly.

Sang Zhi looked at Sang Yan and then back at Wen Yifan, always feeling a bit strange.

Wen Yifan seemed to have not noticed anything, and continued: "But now it seems that the application of volunteers is only after the results have been achieved. You can refer to the scores of previous years at that time, and you can be more informed when you fill in the report."

"Okay," Sang Zhi obediently said, "Thank you Sister Yifan."

The topic is gradually taken to other aspects.

The previous episode seems to have been skipped.

After dinner is over.

As the cook, Sang Yan would leave after eating, sitting on the sofa and playing on the phone like a young master.

Originally, Sang Zhi was also habitually planning to walk in the direction of the living room, but noticed that Wen Yifan got up and started to clean up. Her footsteps stopped again and went back to help clean up.

Wen Yifan looked at her and said with a smile: "You go and study, I'll take care of it."

"It's okay," Sang Zhi curled his lips, "it's not too late."

"Then you help me put those dishes together."

"Great."

After half a minute.

"Sister Yifan," Sangzhi whispered to her in a low voice out of curiosity, "Can I ask you a question?"

"what?"

"If you don't want to answer, just treat it as if you didn't hear what I said." Sang Zhi asked not very embarrassed, but he wanted to know. After all, these words cannot be inquired from Sang Yan, "You used to talk to my brother. Have you ever been in love?"

"..." Wen Yifan said, "No."

Sang Zhi was not surprised when he got a negative answer: "Because my parents said that my brother fell in love early in high school, and then just thought about the thing that I used to'lost' in front of you, so I thought it was you."

"..."

"So he didn't catch up with you," Sang Zhi thought, guessing, "Later, he changed to—"

Before she could finish, Sang Yan stood up suddenly: "Little devil."

Sang Zhi turned around: "What are you doing."

"Let's go," Sang Yan said lightly, pulling up the jacket on the sofa, "Send you back."

Sang Zhi hadn't finished the gossip, his expression was awkward: "Can't I stay here for a while?"

"Aren't you rushing back to study the questions?" Sang Yan put on his coat, because he had drunk, he only took the key to the house, "Dare you brag?"

"..." Sang Zhi had to say to Wen Yifan, "Sister Yifan, let's talk about it next time. I'm leaving now."

Wen Yifan raised his head: "Okay, be careful on the road."