Xia Suyuan turned around, thinking that she was here to find out the news anyway, so she didn't pay too much attention to the books on the shelves.

When she turned back to look for Wu Qianning, the girl was holding a thick romance novel in her hand.

It's not a magazine or a collection, it's just a long story.

Xia Suyuan took a copy of it casually.

Romance.

"If you want to borrow books here, do you need a card from Southern Jiangsu Normal School? Or is it okay as long as it is in Southern Jiangsu? ”

"I don't know."

Wu Qianning replied very bluntly.

The girl tilted her head and glanced at it—she had no intention of asking, and she didn't expect Wu Qianning to answer anything.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lu Guyan looked forward from the back row by row, and finally found the two of them in the middle of this row of bookshelves.

"Let's go?"

Xia Suyuan put the book back on the bookshelf and pulled Wu Qianning, who was fascinated.

The girl woke up from a dream.

The library closes at 10 a.m. The study areas on both sides are said to close at 11 o'clock.

When the three of them walked out of the library, the clock hanging in the door pointed to half past nine. Someone had already packed their things and came out with them.

"Do you want to eat anything?"

Wu Qianning proposed.

"Okay."

Lu Guyan didn't speak.

Xia Suyuan glanced at her. The girl lowered her head, apparently immersed in her own world.

The girl with the big burgundy waves had already walked a few steps, and she shook her head to keep up with Wu Qianning's pace.

Lu Guyan instinctively followed behind.

**

At nine o'clock, some of the snack sellers had already closed their stalls, and only a few stall owners were left to leave late, and a few students were still in business.

Xia Suyuan came out of the Southern Jiangsu Normal School and shouted, "I want to eat stinky tofu." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Qianning flew over with a roll of her eyes. "Dislike" is written all over the body.

The girl ignored her and ran to the place where stinky tofu was sold.

The lights were still on, and the stall owners were putting the finishing touches.

"Still selling?"

The stall owner put down the iron clip in his hand and looked up at the two girls who came over: "How much?" ”

"I want one."

Xia Suyuan handed over the money.

Lu Guyan followed: "I want one too." ”

As he spoke, he took out the money from his small bag and handed it over.

The stall owner picks up the tofu pieces that are ready to be put away one by one and puts them in the oil pot.

"You're too late."

"We've actually bought it before. As a result, I went around and went hungry again. ”

The stall owner is a woman with wrinkles on her face. At the age of forty or fifty, he looks very kind.

She didn't speak, just smiled and used a clip to change the tofu floating in the oil pan with bubbling oil.

The material has been put away. It's just in a plastic box.

When the tofu was taken out of the pan to control the oil, she took out the box that had been put away underneath.

At the same time, there are two cartons.

The stall owner carefully spreads the fried golden tofu cubes into the cardboard box. Then pour your own sauce over it.

"Do you want chili?"

"I want it!" Xia Suyuan said.

So the stall owner looked at Lu Guyan again. The girl shook her head.

She opened the bottle of chili oil, scooped a small spoonful into it, and handed it to the two of them.

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

After making stinky tofu for the two little girls, the woman put away all the things she had used. Then he pushed the cart full of all his things and slowly walked to the end of Willow Street.

Only the street lights flickered on and off.