The next day, An Yi, as Sisheng had mentioned, indeed arrived at lunchtime, bringing two servings of hospital meals.
Mo Shangjun had some impression of the man named An Yi.
On April 1st, her birthday, he had run an errand for Sisheng—delivering two servings of doufunao to her and Ya Tianxing at the cinema.
He still looked refined and gentle, seemingly younger than Lu Yang, dressed casually, appearing to be a well-cultured, refreshing young man.
Handsome too.
And the friend he came to visit was none other than Mo Shangjun's roommate, Lu Yang.
"An Yi."
When Lu Yang called out this name, Mo Shangjun, who was studying "Explaining Simple and Analyzing Compound Characters", glanced meaningfully at Lu Yang.
The relationships between people can sometimes be this complicated, intertwined with thousand threads, once connected, they can't easily be pulled apart...
"Brother Lu."
