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Before Wen Rao and Zhan Yan went home, Xiao Shan left first after receiving a call from Zhan Yan.

But he didn't go far, he was just hiding in the bushes downstairs, so that if anything happened, he could rush up immediately.

Zhan Yan doesn't want Wen Rao to see Xiao Shan. The more people around her she sees, the easier it is for his identity to be exposed.

Xiaoshan waited for them to go upstairs before walking out of the bushes.

After returning home, Wen Rao told Xiaoer what happened and reassured him immediately.

After Xiaoer rested, Wen Rao left his room and saw Zhan Yan still in the living room.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat if I make a midnight snack?" Wen Rao asked.

In the past, Zhan Yan would definitely have said that eating so late was not good for his health, and he would not eat it.

But tonight, he nodded in agreement.

He convinced himself that it was because Wen Rao made him angry tonight, and this was what he should eat!

Do not eat white do not eat!

Wen Rao worked in the kitchen for a while, and 10 minutes later, two steaming bowls of egg noodles arrived on the table, along with two cups of hot milk.

Before eating, Wen Rao answered Wang Ying's call. It was Zhu Chunfeng who took the time to accompany Wang Ying to get an injury report.

Knowing that everything went well, Wen Rao breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhan Yan was eating noodles and asked seemingly casually, "You can't choose your family, but you can choose the friends around you."

Zhan Yan's words were thorny.

How could Wen Rao not hear it?

"Are you questioning my choice of friends?"

Wen Rao didn't mince words with him.

Zhan Yan nodded, "That's true."

Wen Rao put down his chopsticks and refused to argue with him. There were some things that he had never experienced before, and no matter how much you said, he would not be able to empathize with them.

"Let me tell you a story. After you listen to this story, you can judge whether there is anything wrong with my vision of making friends."

After Wen Rao finished speaking, Zhan Yan made a continuing look.

"Zhu Chunfeng, Wang Ying, and I are all college classmates, but our status and background are very different. Zhu Chunfeng's family has no worries about food and clothing. She is a sweet girl of heaven, with a hot personality on the outside and a delicate heart on the inside.

Wang Ying is considered a left-behind child. Her grandparents favor boys over girls, and her grandma is not close to her and her uncle does not love her. She is rebellious and stubborn, but deep down she is a little woman who longs to be treated gently.

As for me, you already know it, so I won’t talk about it. "

Wen Rao took a sip of milk and thought about her sophomore year.

"Our school is different from ordinary police schools. In our sophomore year, there will be an assessment of field internship tasks. At that time, the three of us were assigned to a group and led by a teacher to go to Laoshan for a three-day field survival training.

But after entering the mountain, the weather suddenly changed. The weather that was still over 20 degrees suddenly started to rain. Halfway up the mountain, the temperature once reached subzero.

After comprehensive consideration, the teacher who took us thought that we should withdraw from this mission immediately, but an accident happened when we were going down the mountain. The teacher slipped down the hillside and disappeared. She was carrying our important communication tools.

In this case, we naturally cannot give up on the teacher!There was no signal on our mobile phones. We went back and forth down the mountain to ask for help. The teacher might not be able to hold on for that long, so the three of us supported each other and only had a thick jacket and took turns wearing it.

Later, Wang Ying broke her leg trying to reach the schoolbag hanging on the side of the cliff. Zhu Chunfeng and I took turns carrying her down the mountain.In fact, before this, the three of us spoke no more than ten sentences in school. "

Zhan Yan rarely listened to Wen Rao's words with gusto.