Liang Yu and Fang Xin and I were holding each other's arms and crying when we were suddenly pulled out.
I felt my nose was sore, and when I glanced at Ji Yanxuan's look of disgust on his face, it suddenly reminded me of the time when we first met, when he looked at my chemistry textbook with helplessness and impatience; he had a look of disgust on his face but was serious about teaching me basics. When he was doing basic chemistry questions; when he laughed at me that I could never pass Level 4 in piano; when he teased me to be careful not to be scared... He suddenly stretched out his hand, and I looked at him with wide eyes, "Senior Sister Song won't choose the Department of Finance or Chemistry, right?"
I thought it would be some kind of affectionate and reluctant farewell.
I rolled my eyes at him, "Of course not!"