This is her soy sauce!

  In the afternoon, when Song Min walked home on the stairs, she always felt a chill on her back, and she always thought that something would suddenly jump out from behind her. She took one step at a time and looked back, and it took her a full ten minutes to climb several floors.

  After returning home, Song Min locked himself in his room and sorted out his thoughts. With inspiration, he opened his computer and started typing.

  "Song Min, there's no soy sauce at home, can you go buy a bottle?"

  "My goodness! You scared me to death!" Song Min was writing at a critical moment, when her mother suddenly opened the door and startled her, proving that she really couldn't watch horror movies.

  "How timid you are! You're scared to death. Hurry up and go buy soy sauce, or else we won't be eating dinner."

  "Oh, what's the plan then?" Song Min reluctantly put down the computer and followed her mother out of the room, her mind preoccupied with storylines, all she wanted to do now was type, type, type...

  "Just one dish will do."

  "Alright." Song Min put on his coat and went out, when he walked out of the unit building, it was already pitch black outside, the wind was howling, the streetlights were casting a dim light, there were few people on the road in the residential area, plus the sound of the wind, it had a bit of a horror movie feel to it.

  Song Min's back started to feel cool again, she pulled up the hood of her down jacket and ran to the supermarket at the entrance of the residential area. She was not only scared but also had a full stomach of inspiration that couldn't be vented anywhere, just like being in urgent need of going to the bathroom but unable to find one...

  It's probably rush hour, and there are people coming and going at the entrance of the residential area.

  With more people around, Song Min wasn't as scared anymore. She walked into the supermarket and pulled her hat down, her glasses fogging up again. She took them off and wiped them carelessly with her sleeve.

  Soy sauce, soy sauce.

  After searching around, Song Min finally found the seasoning section in the innermost part. He took soy sauce to pay for it, his hands were frozen stiff and he pulled hard for a long time before opening the zipper of his pocket.

  "Cough." Someone behind him coughed softly, and Song Min turned his head to look.

  Warm words.

  "What a coincidence." Song Min smiled slightly, she and Wen Yan had indeed run into each other quite a few times...

  "Uh-huh." Wen Yan nodded slightly and put the things in her hand on the counter, saying to the cashier, "Together."

  "Oh? Never mind, I'll do it myself..."

  Before the word "come" was out, Song Min suddenly realized that he not only didn't bring money but also didn't bring his phone out, and forcibly stopped what he originally wanted to say. "Then thank you, I'll pay you back later."

  Settled the bill, warm words picked up plastic bags and looked at Song Min.

  "Wait for me?"

  Who's waiting for you? She just didn't dare to go home alone... Song Min looked at his eyes full of smile, his face suddenly felt hot, and he turned around and left.

  "Hey, why are you walking so fast?" Wenyan caught up with him in a few steps and held the plastic bag open in front of Song Min, "Put it in here."

  Song Min hugged the soy sauce and turned her back, what's wrong with that? This is her soy sauce, she won't give it to him!

  Perhaps Song Min's expression was too righteous, and Wen Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Aren't your hands cold?"

  "Oh."

  He said that and Song Min really felt cold hands, so he obediently put the soy sauce in his bag, then pulled up his hat, and tightly stuffed his hands into his pockets.

  All the way, Wen Yan couldn't stop laughing.

  But Song Min was awkward for a moment.

  Is it very funny? Is your mood good? Before entering the building, Song Min glared at Wen Yan and then walked up the stairs without looking back.

  "Soy sauce is not needed?" Wen Yan asked Song Min with a hint of smile in his voice.

  Song Min stopped, took a deep breath to suppress the turbulent power of the Hong Huang within his body, and stretched out his hand in an unceremonious manner towards Wen Yan.

  "There are still two floors, you're carrying too much." Wen Yan directly bypassed her and walked upstairs.

  Song Min's eyes widened in shock and she froze on the spot, Wen Yan's words really made her want to hit him.