When Fang Bingqing took a taxi to the Canglan Martial Arts Hall, the hour hand on his watch was already close to the number '8'.

After tidying up the dormitory and putting the clothes, daily necessities, and laptops in the dormitory, I realized that I hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Rubbing his rumbling stomach, and thinking of what Fang had just said to Han Siwen in the car, Fang Bingqing decided to go out for a big meal.

Walking along the flower stem street where the martial arts hall is located, you will find a more prosperous pedestrian street.

At this point in time, the pedestrian street is the time to be lively.

Fang Bingqing changed his clothes and went out, and found that room 102 opposite had turned on the lights at some point.

The door was closed.

No noticeable noise can be heard.

Fang Bingqing didn't think much about it, put on his headphones, listened to the song, and left with brisk steps.

……

In autumn, the night is cool.

Fang Bingqing walked on the small bridge and suddenly felt that he was wearing a little thin.

Paused and rubbed his hands, hesitating to go back and put on a coat.

Just as she hesitated, a voice suddenly came from behind her.

"What are you thinking?"

Fang Bingqing was startled, and turned around to find Wen Ci striding over from the rockery.

He wears a brown trench coat over his left arm.

Wear a patchwork knit sweater on top and dark blue jeans underneath.

This was the first time Fang Bingqing had seen Wen Ci wear clothes other than suits.

It's a little less serious and serious, and it's a little bit clean and refreshing in line with the age.

However, nobility and elegance remain.

"Why are you here?" Fang Bingqing's face was undisguised surprise.

"There's class tomorrow morning, so I'll come early."

Wen Ci stepped forward and stood still in front of Fang Bingqing.

"Huh?" Fang Bingqing was even more surprised, "You have a class tomorrow?" ”

"yes, I'm also a coach."

The corners of Wen Ci's mouth raised slightly, and he said narrowly: "Do you think that the 'honorary coach' is an idle job in name only?" ”

Fang Bingqing put away his surprised face, and instead smiled: "How could it be ......?"

"What were you thinking?"

Wen Zi asked.

While speaking, he took his windbreaker in his hand and unfolded it, and gently draped it on Fang Bingqing's shoulder.

By the time Fang Bingqing reacted, Wen Ci had already removed his hand from his shoulder.

"There is a big temperature difference between day and night in this season, so remember to wear a coat when you go out at night."

“…… Thank you. ”

Fang Bingqing's cheeks were slightly hot, and the ghost sent him to respond to this 'warmth'.

"Are you going out?" Wen Ci looked at the starry lights outside and asked casually.

"Gollum—"

Someone's stomach was out of place.

“…… Right. Fang Bingqing touched his nose in embarrassment and whispered, "Go out and eat something." ”

"I just didn't eat either, do you mind together?"

When Wen Ci spoke, his eyes were bright, and he didn't look like he was lying.

"Yes, but ...... I'm going to the pedestrian street over there. ”

Fang Bingqing raised his hand and pointed to the direction of the pedestrian street.

"Well, I've checked, and there are several famous snack bars on that pedestrian street." Wen Ci took the initiative to take a step.

Fang Bingqing stepped up to follow.

……

The two of them just walked side by side in the night.

From a distance, the back is matched with the night scene, and it is beautiful into a painting.

……

"That guy didn't invite you to dinner?"

Wen Zi suddenly spoke again.

The 'that guy' in the words made Fang Bingqing think about it for a long time.

"You said Han Siwen?" Fang Bingqing finally succeeded in matching his seat.

"Hmm." Wen Zi nodded, but looked away.