"Oh, okay." Seeing Jian Anran's serious expression for the first time, Xiangyi felt a little guilty.
Not long after class ended, Ning Beibei came up to the seventh floor to take the opportunity to visit the graduate student's office.
"Classmate, what's the matter?" When Song Qi looked up, he noticed the heads looking around at the door.
"I'm looking for Jian Anran, is she here?" There was silence in the office, and Ning Beibei asked in a low voice.
Jian Anran poked her head out from behind the huge screen and waved to Ning Beibei.
"Wait a minute, I'll collect the things right now."
Sweeping everything on the table into the tote bag, Jane Anran stood up holding her pink bag.
After walking a few steps, she remembered that she had left the computer on. Learning from the past, since the Gao Feng incident, she immediately set a password lock on the computer when she came back, and never dared to leave the computer alone without locking the screen again.
When she walked to the elevator, Ning Beibei looked back and saw that there was no one in the corridor.
She dragged Jian Anran, leaned into her ear and asked softly: "Why don't you see Professor Wen?"
The elevator door opened, and several classmates were already standing inside.
"Wait a minute." Jian Anran said, and the two of them walked into the elevator together.
On the way from the teaching building to the cafeteria, Jian Anran shared with Ning Beibei the cause, process and results of the incident in detail.
Ning Beibei's startled face with her mouth open gradually changed to an angry face with gnashed teeth, and finally she lowered her head and remained silent without saying a word.
"Scared?" Jane Anran smiled, feeling that her reaction was a bit dramatic.
"Can you still laugh?" Ning Beibei clenched her fists, "I'm not telling you that Wen Siheng is nothing!"
"Why did you let your ex-girlfriend come back with a pregnant belly? Still..." After hesitating for a long time, Ning Beibei tried her best to express her words.
"What else?" Jian Anran asked.
"I also went to the bar to hunt for beautiful girls." Ning Beibei deliberately lowered her voice.
"Thank you for your compliment." Jane Anran smiled. It was obvious that she was that pretty girl.
"Seriously!" Ning Beibei grabbed her, "Can you still laugh? Are you not angry at all?"
After thinking about it carefully, Jian Anran replied: "I was quite angry at first last night."
Pretending to be mysterious, she leaned close to Ning Beibei's ear and whispered: "To tell you the truth, I even secretly cried once, and I have already searched through the process of divorce."
Halfway through her words, Jian Anran immediately took a few steps forward.
"Then what?" Ning Beibei asked anxiously.
"Think about it. I've already received the marriage certificate and slept together. Nothing that has happened can be changed."
"If he is really such a scumbag, there is nothing I can do about it. After all, the divorce still requires a cooling-off period. I might as well take this opportunity to work on two more projects with him, so that I can find an internship next year."
"This is called 'Understanding the past and not admonishing it, knowing that what is coming can be pursued. In fact, the lost path is not far away, and I realize that what is now is but yesterday was not.'"
Jian Anran tried hard to quote scriptures in an attempt to comfort herself.
Looking at the suddenly transparent Jian Anran, Ning Beibei suddenly felt a little strange.
Realize that the mistakes of the past are irreversible, and know that there is still time to make amends for the future.
The lost path we entered is probably not far away, and we have realized the correct approach today and the mistakes we made before.
"Will you still support the past to prove the present?" Ning Beibei sighed.
Jian Anran nodded. In the past, the college entrance examination once tortured them with ancient Chinese poetry and poetry. It used to be very painful when they shook their heads and recited it every day.
But since I entered college, when I occasionally encounter similar things, some ancient poems and lyrics come to my mind uncontrollably.
As smooth as muscle memory, she could not help but feel the charm of poetry.
When I got home after dinner, it was just getting dark, and Wen Siheng was coming out of the room, holding a white bath towel in his hand to wipe his hair.
"Back?" The dark circles under his eyes were obvious, and the dark bags under his eyes highlighted his exhausted state.
"Um."
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"Eat it at school."
In the silence, the air became more solemn. Seeing that the other party had no intention of speaking again, Jane Anran picked up her bag and planned to go back to the room.
"That." The other party hesitated to speak.
For a moment, she seemed to think of something. The thoughts Jian Anran said to Ning Beibei in the afternoon were actually based on the fact that the other party still wanted to continue the marriage with her.
To be honest, these are just her personal thoughts.
What if she was too confident and the other party wanted to divorce her ex-girlfriend when she saw her come back? She began to pave the way for her psychologically. No matter what outcome she heard later, she had to act more generous and free.
"Next week is the Mid-Autumn Festival." Wen Siheng said.
"Um?"
"How about we go to my parents' house together?"
Having never speculated on this answer, Jian Anran's head suddenly shut down and she did not react.
Don't you want a divorce? How come you want to take her home?
"I promised to have a cozy party after we moved and settled in, but I've been so busy since school started that I forgot about it."
"I'm thinking that if we can during the Mid-Autumn Festival, we can go to my parents' house to have a visit and have a meal together."
“If it’s inconvenient”
"Okay." Jian Anran answered simply.
Wen Siheng never showed up in the office for the next week, until a WeChat message from Ning Beibei popped up on his phone——
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Jian Anran suddenly realized that today was Thursday.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is on the weekend of this week.
After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was not appropriate to meet her nominal parents-in-law with nothing, but she really had no experience in communicating with elders.
She typed in the search box:
[What kind of gifts are suitable for parents-in-law?]
The first answer that came up was clothes, and she immediately rejected the idea.
I have only met Wen Siheng's parents once in such a long time. It is difficult to figure out their figures and body shapes based on memory alone. It is definitely the most inappropriate thing to give them clothes.
The second answer is to send wine.
Jian Anran's father, Jian Shaobo, runs a small business and usually has many social activities. The most common gift to his clients and friends is cigarettes and alcohol.
She once questioned whether it would be offensive to give such a gift to someone who doesn't smoke or drink.
Jian Shaobo's original answer was: It's his idea whether the other party drinks or not, and it's your own choice whether you give him a gift or not.
I spent a huge amount of money to buy a bottle of liquor at a serious premium on an orange shopping app.
When Jian Anran returned home, she got off at the subway station in front of the shopping mall and bought a bottle of Chanel No. 5 perfume, which was not cheap.
She had never known anything about these, and she only saw this white bottle of perfume that often appeared in advertisements among the bottles and jars on the counter.
It was completely dark when I got home. When I opened the door, it was pitch black inside.
It seems that Wen Siheng will spend the night in the hospital as usual today.
I remembered that when Ning Beibei heard about this, she cursed angrily: "What's the matter? Xu Nianhe doesn't have money to hire a caregiver? She has to ask her ex-boyfriend to take care of her. What did Wen Siheng do wrong?"
I groped around the wall and finally found the light in the entrance hall.
After turning on the light, Jian Anran saw at a glance the eye-catching golden photo frame hanging on the wall of the entrance, showing their spread out marriage certificate.
Her copy is still in the drawer beside her bed, and Wen Siheng has his own copy framed.
"When you understand the past, you don't have to remonstrate, and you know that you can pursue what you have come back. You are not far off when you are actually lost, and you realize that what you are doing now is not what you were yesterday." Quoted from Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Lai Xi Ci"
