Wen Siheng has always been such a thoughtful person. What the dean just said was probably——
Since he is such a meticulous person, how anxious is he at the moment that he is so anxious that he rushes to ask the dean to come and change her curriculum?
I have to lament again that Wen Siheng's character is so subtle and intangible that you can't see or touch it. When things really happen, you will suddenly find out his intentions bit by bit when you look back.
With such intention, Jian Anran knew that she would never feel it again in the future.
In other words, there is no need to rack your brains and make guesses anymore.
Whether it's a slow flow of water or a thoughtful person, such a patient and calm person does consume a lot of energy in daily interactions.
If you have to guess and discover, there will be countless suspicions and confusions, and there will be a lot of quarrels and disputes.
In this fast-paced era, Jian Anran often sees a saying on social media called "hitting the ball straight".
We are all exhausted just to gain a foothold in this society. Expressing our feelings openly and openly seems to be another option that is relatively suitable for modern society.
The resignation letter was handed in ten minutes ago. Before she even left the department building, Jian Anran received a long-lost message in a WeChat chat window that had been silent for a long time.
[Elder Tang: Are you still in the department building? Can you come to the office for a chat?]
I glanced at the time in the upper right corner of the screen. I haven't gotten off work yet. Most of the seniors in the office are still there.
After briefly thinking about how to explain it to them, with her mind completely blank, Jian Anran reached out and pressed the button for the upward elevator.
"Dong dong dong——"
After waiting outside the door for a while, I heard a female voice coming from inside: "Please come in."
The moment the office door opened, Mi Yingying, who was sitting at the door, was a little surprised to see it was Jian Anran, and then the expression on her face turned to confusion.
"Senior sister, why are you knocking on the door? Just come in!"
So far, only Wen Siheng, the dean, and the teachers in charge of the department know about the resignation. Mi Yingying and the others probably haven't received the news yet.
Just as I was about to open my mouth to explain, the glass door at the back of the office suddenly opened.
I haven’t seen him for a few days, but that smiling face looks so calm and breezy as if nothing has happened.
I don’t know if it’s from his DNA, but I’ve seen that after staying up late for a few long nights, Wen Siheng could still show off a face with a perfect complexion.
Jian Anran, on the other hand, didn't know whether it was due to repeated mental exhaustion in the past few days or yesterday's hangover. Her whole cheeks were so sunken that it looked like there were too many shadows, and her eye circles were so dark that a panda would call him a relative when he saw it.
"Classmate Jian is here? I have a document here, please come and confirm it." Although Wen Siheng's words were unhurried, the rhythm of his words just stopped Jian Anran's explanation.
"Go, go, business is important." Seeing this, Mi Yingying whispered to her standing at the door.
With shy steps, Jian Anran walked into the small office under Wen Siheng's burning eyes.
The moment the glass door is closed, it feels like the lid of the crisper is tightly closed, instantly blocking out all the sounds outside.
The small office was quiet and sealed. Jian Anran suddenly felt her chest felt tight and her breathing became a little tight.
"Sit down." Wen Siheng stretched out his hand to signal.
"No need," Jian Anran's answer was very straightforward, "I guess there's nothing more to say, I'll just stand and listen."
After a moment of pause, Wen Siheng opened his mouth: "That's okay."
The sleeves of his white shirt were half-rolled, and he stood at the desk, with his hands on the table full of documents, his waist hunched, and his body leaning forward slightly.
"Can I ask the reason?" Wen Siheng said straightforwardly, throwing out his doubts.
At the moment, Jian Anran couldn't help but feel that Wen Siheng was a man of contradictions. When it came to getting along with others or at work, he was like a bold and unrestrained poet, with straightforward narratives.
But when dealing with the details of life, he is very much like a graceful poet. The structure is deep and careful, making it difficult to figure out.
"We agreed from the beginning." Jian Anran raised her chin and tried hard to fix her eyes that couldn't help but wander.
"I'll end this relationship after the matter is settled."
"I think now that everything is clear, there is no need to continue this relationship. It's better to get together and break up to avoid more trouble."
The girl in front of her is like a proud little chicken. Although her wings are not fully fledged, she is trying hard to raise her head and show off her bluff.
Wen Siheng couldn't help but repeat in a low voice: "More trouble..."
So, in her eyes, is he trouble...?
After almost being stunned for half a minute, Wen Siheng seemed to be unwilling and eager to verify: "So the past period of time is nothing to you, right?"
Has this period of time passed?
The scenes since the beginning of this semester emerged from the bottom of my heart. What I have to admit is that Jian Anran was very satisfied for a time and even enjoyed this state.
Although there are many friends around her, Jian Anran enjoys being alone.
Being used to being independent, she once felt that she could not adapt to the presence of other people around her.
The man in front of her turned out to be in this state, disrupting all her life rhythms and causing her mentality to be chaotic for a time. Even Jian Anran couldn't believe it -
She doesn't seem to hate this feeling.
It's just that things happened frequently later, the smiling "mother-in-law", the haunting ex-girlfriend, and the huge gap that has always existed between them.
At only twenty-two years old, Jian Anran does not have the courage to face these things.
After thinking about it again and again, she could have avoided facing it. Under normal circumstances, the above are not things that people of her age should worry about.
Just run away.
This is what she is best at, whether she doesn't know how to reply to others or just can't read them back.
I still don’t know how to pack things, so I just stuff everything into the cabinet——
As long as the cabinet door is blocked, nothing can be seen.
"So." Seeing that Wen Siheng didn't speak again for a long time, Jian Anran began to try to summarize the conversation.
"I will choose a time next week to go to the law firm for consultation. Then I will ask you to sign the divorce agreement. Let's put an end to this past experience." She pretended to be relaxed.<
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Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Jian Anran heard some urgent voices behind her: "Wait!"
"In that case..."
Turning his head, Wen Siheng still had the same relaxed expression on his face, unlike the voice he heard.
"Let's make a verbal agreement." Wen Siheng suggested.
"What's the agreement?" Jian Anran was a little confused.
"You also understand that our project has just reached the most critical period now, and the bidding meeting is about to begin."
"I'll pretend I didn't see the resignation. Why don't you stay and complete this project together? The work during this period of time can be regarded as beginning and ending."
