"You said before that you had a crush on a senior," the next day in the hospital, Shen Yan went straight to the point when she saw Qin Dingyue: "What does he look like?"
"Ah?"
Qin Dingyue didn't expect Shen Yan to suddenly ask this and was momentarily stunned.
Then, her cheeks flushed.
"Yanyan, why are you suddenly asking this? It's been so many years," Qin Dingyue said with an embarrassed smile.
"Just curious," Shen Yan replied.
"He's just someone from the past, no big deal," Qin Dingyue's voice faded.
"Don't you have a photo?" Shen Yan looked at her: "I thought you would cherish a picture of him."
"No."
Seeing the way Qin Dingyue's eyes flickered, Shen Yan knew Qin Dingyue was lying.
Noticing that Shen Yan didn't press further, Qin Dingyue asked curiously, "Yanyan, why are you suddenly asking about this? It's not related to something involving my senior, is it? Actually, I was three years behind him…"
