“……？”

Lin Guo'er's eyes rolled for a long time, but she still didn't have a definite group name, and she always felt that the word Shen Yu was weird wherever she added it except on the report card.

The word 'Shen Yu' is like tailor-made for him, and like his character, it will leave a trace of coldness between his lips and teeth.

In just a few seconds, Lin Guo'er thought about breaking his head, and finally felt that he should be beautiful alone, and adding him to the group name was dragging him down.

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light flashed through Lin Guo'er's mind, "...... Sure enough, what about the ice? ”

Song Yiran raised his head and glanced at Lin Guo'er when he heard this, and his originally confused eyes instantly became full of affirmation.

Guo represents Lin Guoer, Ran represents Song Yiran, and Bing represents Shen Yu. Although Shen Yu's name is not added, it is clear at a glance.

"Yes."

Song Yiran nodded in agreement with her eyebrows and eyes, and high-five Lin Guo'er.

“……”

Shen Yu lowered his eyes in silence, did not say anything, and his thick eyelashes hung down like a fan, casting a little shadow.

"What do you think?"

Song Yiran turned his head sideways, stroked his cheek with one hand, looked at Shen Yu, and asked his opinion softly.

"I don't have my name."

I don't know if it's Song Yiran's illusion, Shen Yu's silent eyes have a hint of unpredictable grievances, like a pair of dark green cat eyes, and his eyes are full of sparkling lake water under the sunset.

"Not really, I added your imagery to it."

Lin Guo'er's eyes were erratic, and she opened her mouth hesitantly, saying things that even she felt unspeakable.

"What imagery, cold? …… Am I cold? ”

Shen Yu put down the schoolbag he was sorting out in his hand, leaned back, and folded his arms for a long time, looking at Lin Guo'er.

And the second half of the sentence slowed down his tone, and looked sideways at Song Yiran, his face was still light, but there was a touch of deep thought in his eyes.

Song Yiran sensed the taste, and choked on his throat with a 'yes', but shook his head at the gloomy ghost in front of him.

Shen Yu hooked the corners of his lips invisibly, and even the two sword eyebrows were flooded with soft ripples, as if they had been smiling, curved, like a bright string in the night sky.

"Then I'll change ...... again"

"No need to change it, so be it."

Before Lin Guo'er finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Yu's mouth, how could this person's mind turn so quickly.

She turned her head sideways and looked at Song Yiran with a confused expression, only to find that Song Yiran was looking at her with the same puzzled eyes.

"Then, I'll go to the back blackboard and write the group name."

Afraid that Shen Yu would change his attitude again, Lin Guoer immediately got up and left the position after saying this, found a blank position on the blackboard at the back of the classroom, and wrote the group name with a stroke of the pen.

"Where do you usually eat?"

Song Yiran was turning her head to look at the board book written by Lin Guo'er, and Shen Yu opened her lips at the right time to pull her gaze back.

"The cafeteria bar, or the snack street across the street from the school."

"Is the snack street delicious?"

"Fortunately, I prefer to eat the water belly at the entrance of the street, and the ingredients are very sufficient, haven't you been to the snack street?"

"Nope." Shen Yu lowered his eyes and lowered his voice.

"I usually go home to eat, but my aunt at home has taken a leave of absence and doesn't know where to eat."

Looking at Shen Yu's suddenly lowered expression, Song Yiran's mind moved, and he hesitated to open his mouth and send out an invitation, "Do you want to have dinner with us today?" ”

"Okay."

Unlike his face, there was a hint of self-satisfaction in his tone that was difficult to detect.

Shen Yu slowly raised his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, as if he couldn't control the smile on his eyebrows.

Obviously, Song Yiran didn't notice his micro-expression, and the three of them packed up their books and sent them to the lecture hall, and set off towards the snack street.

"This is it."

Song Yiran skillfully found the snack stall with a full stomach, all kinds of small ingredients and utensils were neatly placed on the clean small RV, and a hot soup pot was slowly emitting smoky steam.

Shen Yu sat under the big umbrella in front of the stall, stroked his cheeks and looked at Song Yiran, who was chatting with the proprietress on the side.

The proprietress looked to be less than forty years old, with a clean handkerchief pinned to her waist. There is a gentle simplicity of a housekeeper all over her body, and judging from the clean countertop without spilling a drop of soup, she is even more neat and tidy.

Watching the proprietress put the translucent vermicelli and hairy duck blood and other ingredients into a colander, and used skillful techniques to pass through the hot soup, in the gradually rising aroma, Shen Yu was distracted.

I remember sneaking out with Bai Ze when I was a child, eating marshmallows sold in the park, and because I was not clean and hygienic enough, I got acute gastroenteritis and was sent to the hospital overnight due to severe dehydration.

It was also after that time that Shen Yu was ordered by his parents not to eat snacks outside, thinking of the painful experience of vomiting bile, Shen Yu strictly adhered to it for so many years.

"The water belly is to overheat the soup and blanch it, then drain it and sprinkle the ingredients and mix well, which is very delicious."

I don't know when, Song Yiran had already walked over with two bowls of snacks, followed by Lin Guo'er, who had bought snacks from other stalls.

Steaming from the water, it is served in a brown wide-brimmed porcelain bowl with an elegant porcelain pattern printed on the side of the bowl, as if telling the long folk history of snacks.

In order to avoid burning Song Yiran, Shen Yu took a step forward and took it and placed it on the table.

"I bought cheese hot dog sticks, garlic vermicelli oysters, sesame sauce skewers and chicken wings with rice."

Lin Guo'er shook the loot in her hand, revealing a satisfied smile, like a water belly, and opened them one by one in front of Shen Yu like offering treasures.

The aroma of food came to his nose, and in the face of the expectant eyes of the two, Shen Yu smiled dumbly, reached out and took a small skewer and put it in his mouth, the rich sesame flavor filled his taste buds, and the full taste made him lick his back molars.

"How? Maybe you should eat the cheese hot dog sticks while they're hot. ”

Lin Guoer took out two and handed them to the two of them, Song Yiran took a bite of the cheese hot dog stick, made a demonstration, and squinted happily.

Song Yiran's greedy cat-like satisfied eating appearance amused Shen Yu.

The atmosphere of the three of them was very harmonious, until they got up after dinner and were about to return to school, when a voice came.

"What a coincidence."

The three of them turned their heads when they heard the sound, and the person who came was wearing a pure white wide-necked half-sleeve, a dark red punk jacket draped casually over their shoulders, and a black stud earring was hidden in the black hair, showing a faint flash from time to time.

It's He Chuyang.

I haven't seen him on campus since the end of the art festival, and I don't think this outfit is here for evening self-study.

"I don't seem to have seen you in this time."

Looking at He Chuyang, who was gradually approaching, Lin Guoer said the question in Song Yiran's heart with doubts.

"I was caught and trained by a private trainer, and in order to pass the physical exam, they simply did everything."

He Chuyang stood on Song Yiran's right side, tilted his head and took off his coat, and casually carried it in his hand and circled it twice.

The physical examination is a period of time before the college entrance examination, this level of training should be terrifying, Song Yiran couldn't help but frown his good-looking eyebrows, which was keenly captured by He Chuyang, and he tilted his head and looked at Song Yiran with a ruffian smile.

"What, worry about me?"