Seeing Song Yincheng again, Shen Tian almost didn't recognize him.
The man in front of him was wearing a white coat, his clothes were held up by tight tendons, and his hair had grown to his forehead and was hanging in pieces.
He was holding a small notebook and asked her without a smile whether she was feeling unwell. After asking her, he told her to take her temperature every two hours and then went to the window of other patients, without even giving her an extra glance.
What Shen Tian didn't know was how much trouble Song Yincheng would feel when seeing her again. He had changed so much, but she had not changed at all. He only glanced at her, but the emotions in his heart still couldn't stop pouring out. He restrained, endured, and stepped back step by step, but Shen Tian once again appeared with light, and this time took the initiative to extend her hand to him.
Shen Tian: This time, I will accompany you
——You are the geometry problem that I misunderstood when I was young, and you are also the correct answer to my life.
Intention: All good things happen quietly