The conversation did not continue, Chen Ying was busy sorting the materials she had retained, and then went to the cafeteria for breakfast and ran to the library according to her previous habits. She is like Halley's Comet passing through the atmosphere, appearing every 76 years, and although it looks completely different from the other planets of the solar system, it still follows a specific orbit. Steamed buns for three yuan and one tael, millet porridge for two yuan, and scrambled egg rice with tomato for six yuan and five, boiled pork slices on Wednesday night, and spicy chicken thighs on Friday night...... Saturday morning half-day work – tutoring, student office, or impromptu essay writing; In the afternoon, there are often various courses for double degrees - Sunday is especially worth looking forward to, and Qin Hong will also come to the school to see her after half a day of leisure. When the weather is nice, they walk outdoors hand in hand, and when it rains or snows, they find a quiet café, where two people read their own books at the table, and dinner is also settled here. Most of these cafes have a few cats, and they often sit at the table and ask each customer for advice.

This is Chen Ying's third year of college, and she has gradually transformed from a "fresh fruit" in the mouth of those seniors to a "tomato" for self-deprecation. Tomatoes don't mean anything else here, just a sign of the graduating class. This argument became popular when she first entered the school and is now fading like a low tide. But Wu Yun always likes to mention these terms, as if the ancient Chinese used the sixty jiazi method to chronologically age, and these years marked with special words always seem more emotional than other memorizations based on numbers, and even more so when they are mentioned many years later.

Chen Ying's life is also gradually getting on track after the start of school. Qin Hong is familiar with the work of the law firm, and her enthusiasm for entering the workplace has not yet faded, and she likes to give her guidance every time she meets, revealing her dissatisfaction with some regulations in the management system. The competitive heart he had taken away from school was also stirring from time to time, and he set himself a goal of never losing the first 100 lawsuits he participated in.

"Why do you want to do this?" Chen Ying asked during dinner one day.

"Newcomers who are just starting out in the industry don't have much success. I want to work hard while I am young and make a good start, and when I become famous later, I don't have to worry about no one being invited. He said ambitiously.

She knew that the real world wouldn't be as easy as he said, but she didn't want to throw cold water on him. She admires his sharpness and always encourages him to continue to work hard, even if sometimes he doesn't have time to avoid it, and when he receives a complaint or reprimanding call in front of her, she pretends not to know, and only uses the tip of her chopsticks to gently pick up a few pieces of his favorite dish from the plate in front of her and put it in the bowl, and then slightly compulsively tells him to eat it immediately. Sometimes he was forced to stand it by her, and protested despite the gaze of his neighbors.

"Is it that unpalatable?" She ignored his roar and carefully tasted a piece of it, "It tastes good." ”

He was always defeated when he saw that she was always defeated, and she sandwiched it into the bowl piece by piece, silently eliminating it. She pretended not to notice anything, and fell into the book chapter again. When he finished eating, he pulled her over, ignoring the cat sleeping in her arms. At this time, she turned on her mobile phone to look at the stock again, trying to speculate on the market next week.

"Chen Ying, how long have we been together?" Qin Hong asked on the phone one night. Chen Yinggang has just finished an accounting exam and doesn't want to fight to the death with "first-in, first-out" or "last-in, first-out".

"A year and a half—almost two years." She said.

"In the past two years – especially in the last six months – many of my college classmates have broken up, and quite a few have started blind dates, and I feel like we are very happy together."

"Really?" She looked at the poplar tree outside the window and said. The tall branches sprouted light gray-green sprouts in the warm breeze of early spring, many of the branches still hung with caterpillar-like flowers, and the familiar white tidbits floated in the air, rolling down the roadside in the streets and alleys, like large clumps of light cotton.

"Do you remember when we ran together?"

"I just remember the way you lost your temper at me when you were sick."

"Why do you always remember those things!" He protested on the other end of the phone.

"Maybe people are a bit inferior, and it's easy to forget those flowers and cakes, and most of the words of rebuke are unforgettable." She yawned, put down Gramsci's Prison Notes, which she was holding in her other hand, and said in a tired voice, "I'm sorry, I'm a little tired today, and I want to go to bed first." ”

She hung up the phone with a pop, tilted her head to move her aching cervical spine, and her index finger nimbly roamed the bookshelf, looking for a place to put it. The thick hair hangs down to the ears and gently picks up with the wind from the window. She remembered that Qin Hong had said that she wanted to meet Ji Na for dinner this weekend. Ji Na has just jumped from a small accounting firm to the Big Four, and Qin Hong wants to congratulate her. This is not the kind of lifestyle that Chen Ying likes, in addition to eating, there are many things she wants to do in life. Despite this, she still agreed to Qin Hong unconditionally and expressed her willingness to go together.

"You're quite accommodating to him." When Liang Jing met her in the bathroom, she said, "Be careful of spoiling him." ”