"It was when you asked me to find a few anorexia patients for you. I said, after we're done with our defense, the four of us will sit down for a meal together."
"Oh, you're talking about that."
Jiang Yu thought for a moment and said, "Alright, let's meet the day after tomorrow, and then we can talk to the other two and see what they think."
After a pause, he added, "I don't have a problem with it, it's just up to them whether they have time."
Hu Zhihai muttered under his breath, "It's just a meal, how long could it take?"
"Alright, don't I know you?"
Jiang Yu raised his hand and patted Hu Zhihai's shoulder, smirking,
"A get-together is an excuse; you just want to go to the second floor to eat something nice!"
There were four people in Jiang Yu's dormitory. Besides Jiang Yu and Hu Zhihai, the other two classmates had already moved out last summer. One was preparing for civil service exams, and the other was reviewing for graduate school exams.
