‘My mother is coming.’
Ning Chu suddenly said to Wen Yang as they left the classroom in the evening after class and followed the crowd towards the cafeteria.
‘Huh?’ Wen Yang was taken aback.
‘It's early January, I already got my ID card, and my mother's information is ready... If it weren't for the trouble of registering black beans, my mother would have come to change my student status a long time ago.’
It was early January, and there were only three weeks left until the end of the semester.
As Ning Chu spoke, she …