The winter is cold, but the words and the north and south are still walking in the snow at the school.

Yan Yu tilted his head and asked with a smile, "How are you going to see Uncle Song in the morning?"

"That's it. Don't talk about them anymore. Nanbei looked at Yan Yu, the tip of her nose was a little red from the cold, revealing playful cuteness, and Yan Yu seemed much healthier recently, unlike when Cheng Ci just left, she was so thin that she was stiff.

She asked, "Have you been busy with your dissertation lately?"

"yes. Yan Yu wrinkled her nose, her eyes suddenly stopped in front of her, and she followed her gaze to see a man holding a black umbrella and a woman in his arms, strolling in the snow.

I don't know if it's her delusion, she thinks that the man's back is a bit like Cheng Ci. But before she could see it clearly, Yan Yu pulled her away quickly in a bit of a panic.

Nanbei twisted his eyebrows, he wanted to ask, but when he touched Dao Yanyu's gaze, he swallowed the words that had not yet been spoken, so he still didn't want to hurt her a second time.

After continuing to walk for a while, the two sat in the coffee house, holding hot coffee in the north and south, gently warming their hands, the heat rising, blurring their vision.

Yan Yu raised his eyes to look at her and curled his lips: "How long is the vacation in the United States?"

"Three weeks. When it came to studying, Nanbei was a little irritable, and she held her chin with one hand, looking embarrassed.

Yan Yu hesitated and asked, "Still don't like psychology?" As soon as she graduated from high school, she chose to major in psychology, went to the United States for graduate school, and did not change her major, but she expressed her dislike for this major in front of Yan Yu more than once.

"yes, this ghost professional. ”

Yan Yu pursed his lips, his expression was a little serious, and he said softly: "Beibei, the Song family raised you, but they didn't buy your life, your life is yours, you don't need to obey all the words of the Song family master." Yan Yu knew that Nanbei chose psychology after listening to Song Yancheng's words.

North and South lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, he raised his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled: "Okay, this major is actually not that bad, besides, I have won so many scholarships and published so many articles, everyone thinks I like psychology, and now I suddenly change majors, which is strange and pity." ”

Words are not good enough to say anything.

*

Yan Yu had a dinner at night, saying that it was a dinner, but in fact, it was a bureau made up by several international students, and the mobile phone in the north and south was silent for a day, but she checked the message, there was no Song Qingran's phone, and there was no Song Qingran's text message. She thought about it for a while, and cheekily went to dinner with Yanyu.

International students usually choose to eat in the Chinese restaurant, this time it is the president of the international student alumni association to invite everyone, directly invite everyone to the most expensive Chinese restaurant in London, the north and south greeted everyone with a smile, and then sit down to eat with peace of mind, and from time to time can join everyone's topic.

Yan Yu couldn't help laughing, the self-familiar skills of the north and south are really cute.

When the dinner was about to end, Nanbei said to Yan Yu and went to the bathroom, as a result, she saw a familiar silhouette of a woman from a distance, the woman seemed to notice Nanbei's eyes, turned her head sideways, looked at Nanbei's gaze, and smiled slightly.

Oh, it's Su Xiang, Nanbei immediately remembered what Su Xiang had complained to Song Qingran that day.

Nanbei drank a few glasses of wine tonight, not to the point of being drunk, but now that she was prompted by alcohol, she was a little angry. She also smiled, and walked towards Su Xiang with a step.

Su Xiang didn't wait for her, and walked out of the restaurant directly.

It was snowing lightly outside, the snowflakes were cold and cold, and she held up a small black umbrella, wearing a cloak coat, and bare calves.

Nanbei took a few steps faster and called her: "Su Xiang." ”

Su Xiang's footsteps did not stop, Nanbei wanted to catch her, but before he touched her, Nanbei's hand was grabbed from behind, and the force was a little tight.

Nanbei turned around and saw Song Qingran, whose expression was cold and grim, and the fluttering snowflakes fell on the shoulders of his suit.

Su Xiang's voice was gentle: "Qingran, you are scratching the north and south." ”

Nanbei's hand was not scratched, but she was angry that Song Qingran listened to Su Xiang's words so much, and as soon as Su Xiang said it, the strength in his hand immediately loosened a little.

Nanbei pursed the corners of her lips, she didn't want to say anything, she just wanted to break free of Song Qingran's hand, she turned her head to see Su Xiang, but Song Qingran thought she was going to do something, firmly imprisoned her, and her voice was strong: "What's the trouble?"

As he spoke, he looked at Su Xiang and said, "You leave first, and I'll let the driver send you." This protective posture saw the anger of the north and the south, and she understood that Song Qingran was having dinner with Su Xiang tonight.

She raised her eyes, stared at Song Qingran's eyes, and smiled: "What do you think I'm going to do?