Wang Lan saw the frostbite and rough hand on his hand, and slapped it away in disgust.

She subconsciously thought of the female student this afternoon, but she didn't think it was.

How can any girl be dressed like this, and her face is painted without its original face.

There's something on the nose that looks particularly funny.

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help frowning when he looked at Wang Lan's movements, looked at the clown, and wanted to say sorry, but when he saw those eyes, Lin Zhiyuan was stunned.

Whenever and wherever she becomes, no matter what she becomes.

Lin Zhiyuan could recognize her at a glance.

Although she was wearing the funny makeup on her face at this time, Lin Zhiyuan also saw the clear eyes behind the makeup.

It's just that at this time, her eyes were dyed with something else.

When Lin Zhiyuan looked over, Xie Yun avoided his gaze and began to send orders to the next person.

Lin Zhiyuan saw the chilblains on her hands, as well as the hands that had been raised for a winter, and finally recovered somewhat, but at this time they became in that dry and cracked state again.

It was the first time they had stood in close proximity to each other since they had been separated.

Lin Zhiyuan stopped and forgot to move.

Wang Lan looked at Lin Zhiyuan from the side, and couldn't help but say at this time:

"Zhiyuan, what are you looking at? What's so nice about a clown. ”

Lin Zhiyuan whispered sorry, and I don't know if she heard it.

The clown walked over to the other side, and didn't seem to care about Wang Lan's beating just now, nor did he hear Lin Zhiyuan's apology.

Everything about them has nothing to do with her.

Lin Zhiyuan followed Wang Lan into the cinema, he didn't say a word, it was Wang Lan who talked to him, and he just hummed at most.

Wang Lan noticed Lin Zhiyuan's coldness, thought about it, and didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

After waiting out of the movie theater, Wang Lan was still talking about the plot in the movie, but Lin Zhiyuan didn't pay attention to it at all, because he didn't look at it.

The envelope in the coat pocket was still there, and Lin Zhiyuan thought of Xie Yun's hands and the way she kept rubbing her hands in the classroom.

There had never been a time when he felt guilty and guilty.

Wang Lan wanted to eat, saying that the clown who handed out the flyer just now was good, but Lin Zhiyuan said that she should eat by herself, he was tired and wanted to go back.

Wang Lan saw that Lin Zhiyuan was in a bad mood today, so he didn't eat, so he followed him back to the car.

Lin Zhiyuan wanted to send her first, but Wang Lan didn't agree.

"Zhiyuan, do you live alone now? I don't know where you live yet, I want to go to your place and see where you are. ”

"It's too late, let's go back later when we have time." Lin Zhiyuan didn't think about letting her go at all.

Wang Lan bit her lower lip, and then said:

"We're an unmarried couple, it's February now, and we'll get married on May Day, I'm just going to see you, even if I stay tonight, it's not too much, right?"

When Lin Zhiyuan heard the word marriage, his chest became even more dull.

After a while, Lin Zhiyuan said:

"The project proposed by the school in March began to be studied, and I don't know when it will be, I'm afraid I don't have time on May Day, and the time is too rushed."

As soon as Wang Lan heard Lin Zhiyuan's words, she instantly tensed.

"Zhiyuan, do you regret it?"

Lin Zhiyuan's expression did not change, and it was still the same as just now.

"No, I mean it's too rushed, and it's the same if I have time to hold a wedding in the future, I want to do this project well."