Tan Yutong and Mo Chongyan don't care. Looking at Xu Yifan, they seem to think that this day is so far away that they don't care at all.
After talking and laughing for a while, Mo Chongyan remembers that they have been sitting here chatting for a long time, but they haven't gone to order yet.
Some helplessly remind the other two, three talents stand up together, go to the canteen window to eat.
In fact, Mo Chongyan never came to the canteen for dinner before. Although Xu Yifan is a teacher in this school, because of his family, he seldom comes to this kind of occasion for dinner and is not willing to squeeze together with the students.
Only Tan Yutong was simple at that time. In order to live happily in the University, he did many things that the other two didn't do wrong. For example, now, he came to the canteen for dinner.
When he returned to his seat after cooking, Tan Yutong was ready to move. His memory of the university canteen was very long ago.
The other two people looked at the food in front of them. They looked at each other helplessly, but they didn't say anything. They just laughed bitterly.
For them, this kind of food is not only cheap, but more importantly, there is no delicious food to speak of. Therefore, this is the reason why Mo Chongyan didn't come to the canteen to eat in his university.
And Xu Yifan is basically the same. Although he is not as fastidious as Mo Chongyan, he is also fastidious about eating, so if he can avoid coming here, he will not appear here.
Compared with the other two people, Tan Yutong is just like coming out of the pile of students. Besides, he is an ordinary college student, not a spoiled young lady.
"Why don't you eat? The sweet and sour ribs in our school are famous nearby. If it wasn't for our early arrival today, we wouldn't be able to eat them. "
Tan Yutong seemed to show off and pointed to the sweet and sour ribs on their plates.
Mo Chongyan and Xu Yifan look at each other, tacit understanding put the sweet and sour ribs on Tan Yutong's plate, said with a smile:
"since you like it so much, eat more, don't waste it."
Tan Yu Tong eyebrows slightly pick, but already understand why, pursed lips, but did not say anything more, buried in eating up.
"Well, it's still the taste in my memory. It hasn't changed at all."
Tan Yutong satisfied with the smash bar mouth, very happy appearance.
Mo Chongyan kneaded her hair helplessly and said, "are you as good as me? If you like, let your aunt make one for you in the evening. "
Tan Yutong shook his head and explained: "no, I don't like sweet and sour ribs very much. I just feel that eating here is actually a memory, so I can't help enjoying it a bit."
After looking at the food on the other two's plates, Tan Yutong shook his head helplessly, and then continued:
"people like you who don't know how to enjoy delicious food can't understand this sense of happiness."
Mo Chongyan was helpless, but because the person who said this was Tan Yutong, he didn't feel that there was something wrong. He just gave a faint smile and said, "OK, we are wasting food, as long as you know how to enjoy it. I look at you enjoying it, and it's the same truth. After all, you are me, I am you, and we share each other."