Professor Min, Come to the Bowl Quickly

When I first met Min Yan, I thought he was a freshman. Who would have thought that a boy in his twenties would turn out to be a respected and cold professor? Perhaps the secret love was too painful, so Jian Yi finally mustered up the courage to confess her love one day. "Professor Min, can I like you?" Jian Yi lowered her head and fiddled with the corners of her skirt with her restless hands. Unexpectedly, Min Yan just stared quietly at the girl who was a head shorter than him, with no emotion in his eyes, and then snorted lightly, raised his warm palm and just stroked her hair, and walked away without looking back... The confused Jian Yi stayed where he was: "Is this rejected?" After graduation, Professor Gao Leng chased his wife to the crematorium, and Min Yan stayed at her doorstep for several days with his household registration certificate. Jian Yi leaned against the door: "What are you doing?" The man had a smile on his lips and looked at her with a smile on his face: "Get married!"