Ye Lingchuan found that since he promised Xiao Yuchen to watch the drama, she had looked very strange in the past few days.

She sleeps in class every day, of course, sleeping in class is not uncommon for Xiao Yuchen, but in the past, she was mostly bored lying on the table to kill time, but recently Ye Lingchuan found that she fell asleep every time, and she slept very deeply, looking more tired than the hardest working students in the class. However, recently he begged Xiao Yuchen to take a vacation to accompany him, and she rarely even went to the Yue Yue Bar, so he couldn't figure out why she was so tired.

Could it be that he was tired because he was with him, he was deeply frustrated by such thoughts.

It wasn't until one night that the puzzle had an answer.

In the middle of the night, Ye Lingchuan woke up and went to the kitchen to pour water to drink, and when he passed by Xiao Yuchen's room, he found a faint light shining through the crack in the door.

It's already two o'clock in the morning, hasn't she slept yet?

He wanted to go in and see what she was doing, but he was afraid that he would be scolded, so he sat on the couch and stared at the door until dawn, but the light in the crack of the door was never extinguished.

He finally decided to go in and find out, and if she was suspicious, he excused her to wake up and look at the wrong time. So he sneakily peeked in, only to find that his entanglement was completely unnecessary.

Xiao Yuchen was already asleep, her body was leaning against the head of the bed, her face was slightly tilted to one side, she was holding a half-knitted scarf in her arms, a magazine was buttoned on the quilt on her chest, and the cover read "Encyclopedia of Woolen Fabrics".

Ye Lingchuan picked up the book curiously and found that the page he opened was the same place he had taught her before.

She really hasn't learned yet, he sighed helplessly. He looked at the hole in the scarf that had reappeared, and found that her skills were even worse than what he had seen before.

It turned out that she still hadn't given up this scarf for Zhou Zimeng, no wonder she has been paying attention to the weather forecast recently, and she must be looking forward to the day of the first snow.

This scarf may be like her love for Zhou Zimeng, even if it can never be conveyed, she still persists and refuses to give up.

In Xiao Yuchen's heart, he will never be able to compare with Zhou Zimeng. He had met her all night for four years, and he didn't know anything about the story between her and Zhou Zimeng, like an insignificant outsider.

Ye Lingchuan looked at the scarf that was gently hugged by Xiao Yuchen, and almost shed tears of grievance. He reached for it, jealously wanting to break it apart, but when he saw Xiao Yuchen's tired face and remembered her gentle expression when she knitted this scarf, he couldn't do it. And he knew that even if he did, Xiao Yuchen would still weave it back together one by one.