In the third week after returning to school, Professor Li invited her to dinner together.

  After Zigu's departure, she became Professor Li of the Photography Department's second favorite student.

  She was still not used to being like Ruan Jianglin and others who could chat and laugh with their teachers.

  She thought it was probably because she couldn't find any topics to talk about, and most of the time it was awkward.

  Jiang Yan went to the B area of Hua Da today. Professor Li asked her to go over and get a practical report, and also invited her to dinner.

  She felt a bit embarrassed, saying that she had always been letting Professor Li spend money on her.

  Professor Li burst out laughing: "You're joking, the tea Jiang Lin sent over is much more expensive than what I treated you to for dinner."

  Jiang Yan was somewhat surprised, she didn't expect Ruan Jiang to send tea to Professor Li.

  Jiang Yan didn't know what kind it was, but judging from the packaging alone, she could tell they were all expensive stuff.

  Originally, we would send some to Professor Chen every few months, and this time we brought some for Professor Li as well.

  He didn't tell her that she actually had some psychological burden in her heart.

  Because before this, she didn't think Professor Li would care about her to such an extent.

  It's actually just a matter of convenience for Ruan Jianglin, and it can't be considered bribery at all, she's just overthinking.

  However, she thought that she really couldn't accept Professor Li's frequent invitations anymore.

  She was walking back and forth with her internship report when she accidentally bumped into a girl on the road.

  The girl raised her eyes to look at Jiang Yan, and the impatient expression on her face instantly dissipated, replaced by an incredulous and surprised look: "It's you!"

  Jiang Yan felt somewhat familiar, but couldn't recall who it was.

  The girl handed her practical report to Jiang Yan before she bent down.

  Jiang Yandao thanked her and saw that she didn't remember herself. The girl took the initiative to say: "I remember that sister is the one beside Mr. Ruan."

  He then continued to say: "We met last time on Valentine's Day."

  Jiang Yan suddenly had some impression and remembered who she was.

  She remembered that day didn't look carefully, today is so close, she saw more clearly than last time.

  She has a bit of charm, but compared to Miss Ruan, she is still not qualified.

  Jiang Yan's eyes were slightly closed, and she seemed to be responding, so she decided to leave.

  Who would have known that the little girl was a self-starter, proactively holding her hand and striking up a conversation: "So you're an upperclassman, I'm from the School of Journalism, my name is Wang Xiya, what's your major?"

  Just then, Wang Xiya picked up her practical report and saw the personal information on it.

  Jiang Yan subconsciously hid her wrist, she wasn't quite used to it.

  Wang Xiya seemed to have not noticed Jiang Yan's unintentionally revealed displeasure, and instead hugged her even tighter.

  It doesn't seem like we just met, but rather like old friends who have known each other for many years.

  "Sister, let's have dinner together another day."

  Jiang Yan gently pried open Wang Xiya's arms wrapped around her, her face calm and collected: "Tomorrow's matters can be discussed tomorrow."

  She didn't even say goodbye and turned around to leave.

  Wang Xiya felt a bit embarrassed, probably because she didn't expect Jiang Yan to be so direct.

  Looking at Jiang Yan's receding back, a sneer appeared on his face: "What's so great about it."

  From that day on, Jiang Yan never thought that she would stick to a piece of dog skin plaster and couldn't shake it off no matter how hard she tried.

  Wang Xiya always appears in her tiny social circle.

  She seems to know Jiang Yan's class schedule and will come early to wait for her, saying they'll have dinner together.

  It was okay once or twice, but Jiang Yan didn't want to be too embarrassed, so she awkwardly let it pass.

  It wasn't until Wang Xi Ya came to accompany her to class that she was truly speechless, and she even wondered why Wang Xi Ya had so much free time to spend on her.

  She'd be better off clinging to Ye Chen's thigh instead of having such idle thoughts.

  She held the book and turned around to look at Wang Xiya with a innocent face, "Stop following me, do you know how annoying it is?"

  After Tang Man left, she went back to her previous life of being alone and independent. She was annoyed by Wang Xi Ya's excessive enthusiasm.

  Jiang Yan did not deny this and admitted that there might be some personal emotions of women involved.

  Wang Xiya instantly retracted her usual innocent expression, clasping her hands together: "Jiang Yan, don't look down on anyone. After all, we're both fellow travelers, no one is more noble than the other."

  Jiang Yan subconsciously pinched the center of her palm, and before she could say anything, Wang Xiaya had already put on that innocent mask again, with a naive expression: "Senior sister, anyway they're both good friends, I think we..."

  Jiang Yan heard it in her ears and felt a wave of nausea.

  "We're different."

  Her cold eyes were full of undisguised disgust.

  Jiang Yan withdrew her gaze and no longer gave her a chance to speak, turning around to leave.

  Her footsteps were originally very fast, but she didn't know which step started slowing down.

  In the shaded path, she was the only one walking inside. The sky was too cold, so cold that there wasn't even a bird on the trees.

  She was a bit self-deprecating, earlier she had sworn to Wang Xiya that the two of them were different, but now thinking about it carefully, they are still the same.

  It just so happened that her phone rang, and it was Ruan Jianglin asking when she would finish class.

  These days, he comes to Beicheng very often.

  As she got in the car, he skillfully fastened her seatbelt, and then she slipped her hand into the man's coat.

  She wore a pocketless dress today. Although she stuck many warm stickers on her body this morning, her hands were still very cold.

  "What do you want to eat?" Ruan Jianglin asked her.

  She was unenthusiastic, "Whatever."

  *

  The evening wind blew her hair into disarray as she stood on the balcony wrapped in a woolen blanket for warmth.

  Ruan Jianglin stood behind her, and from tonight's return, she saw that she had been in a depressed mood.

  "What's wrong?" he asked.

  He rarely cares about her emotions and seldom asks her for reasons.

  She digests almost all her unhappy emotions by herself.

  Jiang Yan turned around and leaned into his arms.

  "Ruan Jianglin, today a bad woman said I'm just like her." She didn't mention Wang Xiya's name.

  Because she couldn't remember Wang Xiya's name at all, and didn't want to mention her friend in front of him.

  Ruan Jianglin smiled and said with a mischievous face, teasing her, "Then what she said is quite right."

  He kept rubbing the girl's chin with his fingers, and Jiang Yan raised her head, shook it, and flicked his fingers away.

  "Do you think I'm bad too?"

  He slightly increased the force of his fingers, and Jiang Yan couldn't move her own little head anymore, she could only look up at him.

  "The worse I am, the more you love me." He leaned down and lightly pecked her lips, without the usual passion.

  It's just consolation, dragonfly touches water and goes by.

  She snuggled into Ruan Jianglin's arms, her weak hands resting on his lean waist.

  "Ruan Jianglin, you're so bad!" She cooed, pinching a handful of the man's waist.

  Ruan Jianglin picked her up in his arms and strode into the bedroom.

  He tossed her into bed, but noticed her waist, without using much force.

  (End of chapter)