Ye Ning likes Su Nianyi, but Lin Luo is not optimistic about them. In his words, Ye Ning is a fool. If you don't sit in the spacious private car parked at the door, you have to go out two miles to squeeze into the small bus.
It was another snowy day. Lin Luo opened his arms and looked at Ye Ning, whose eyes were red in the distance. "I told you that you got in the wrong car. Come on, the heating in the car is turned on."