Chen Yan clicked on the web page, occasionally lowering her head, looking at the noodles cooking in the small pot, flipping them with a fork, and then covering the lid while the noodles were still hot.
She raised her head and looked at the empty dormitory. Everyone's place was arranged in an orderly manner, but it was empty and deserted. It was already past 8 o'clock in the evening, but she was the only one in the dormitory. Chen Yan sighed and sent a message in the group:
Lesbian dating.
I am H, and I would like to accompany you on Christmas Day, T or P.
Plop, plop, the sound of noodles being boiled in boiling water. Chen Yan likes to cook the noodles until they are mashed. She uses a fork to stir up the hot and thick paste. The hot water vapor hits her glasses, which is suffocatingly beautiful. □□ Made a sound and she raised her head.
There is news.
She double-clicked on the flashing logo in the lower right corner, the small speaker. Uncrowned
[I am T. Come out and meet me when you have time.
After a while, the small speaker flashed,
Li Zhu tugged at the corner of her mouth, put on her glasses, and crushed the cigarette butt in her hand into the wooden ashtray. When this hand crushed the cigarette in her hand again many years later, she raised her hand and put it in front of her eyes. There was no clear innocence in her eyes anymore. Her eyes without glasses were colder than a wolf.