Lin Yan led Lu Chenyuan to the entrance of Experimental Middle School, where there was a snack street.
Lin Yan had studied here for several years but never once strolled down this snack street.
She had no money. Every week, she only got twenty yuan from the Cong Family, sustaining on steamed buns and greens in the cafeteria.
Those hard days seem so far away yet also as if they were just yesterday.
At a small eatery at the end of the street, Lin Yan ordered a plate of braised eggplant over rice.
Lu Chenyuan looked at the menu for a long time without picking a single dish.
Lin Yan asked him, "Doesn't suit your taste?"
If Lu Chenyuan wasn't made of iron, he must be hungry, as he had expended a lot of energy back at the hotel.
Up to now, Lin Yan's thighs were still trembling, aching as if the muscles had been torn.
Lu Chenyuan chose a portion of stir-fried shredded potatoes with green peppers and ordered a soup as well.
