Mi Yingying's voice was not small at all. She couldn't help but shout out in excitement, which attracted the side glances of passers-by nearby.
Xu Nianhe looked a little dissatisfied and blurted out: "Which..."
Following the direction of Mi Yingying's line of sight, the face of the man in the gray hoodie behind him was clearly visible.
At the sudden attention, a flash of panic flashed in the man's eyes, and then he lowered his head and quickly reached out to pull up his hat.
Grasping the handle of the umbrella, Jian Anran picked up the parasol that had been blown down by the wind from the ground. She looked up and saw the man clearly.
Although his appearance is not particularly stunning, he is not ugly either. His facial lines are very smooth, his facial features are deep, and he looks about 180cm tall. He is wearing a casual sports shirt, and he looks like a passerby out for exercise.
But he did look familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't remember where she had seen him.
"..."
After searching through the memories of the past few days countless times in her mind, Jian Anran suddenly had an idea and remembered the Church of Our Lady of Flowers this morning.
It's the Church of Our Lady of Flowers. This morning it was this man in a gray hoodie who went against the flow of people and hit Xu Nianhe hard.
Memories came to mind instantly, but the streets in the old city were narrow, and there were only a few roads to choose from from the square in front of the church. The second time I encountered it, I could only say it was a coincidence, and it was not too strange.
After almost bumping into someone, Jian Anran apologized twice and looked at the other person with his head lowered, not wanting to pay attention to her.
She didn't pay much attention to this matter. She patted her umbrella as if nothing had happened and walked a few steps forward to keep up with the team.
After Jian Anran caught up with him out of breath, everyone stood still and didn't move.
"What's wrong?" She just spoke, and when she looked up, she saw Xu Nianhe walking at the front of the team with a surprised look on his face.
Her skin was already fair, and now it was as white as paper. Her bloodless face and lips were even scarier.
I don’t know if it’s Jian Anran’s illusion, or Xu Nianhe’s fingertips are even trembling slightly.
After being stunned for a long time, when Xu Nianhe came back to his senses, he subconsciously turned his head away and moved his eyes to the ground aside, as if trying to avoid something.
Although Wen Siheng, who was only one step away from her, still looked indifferent, his expression was no better than that of Xu Nianhe.
The two of them reacted as if they had met a ghost during the day?
"Hey," Mi Yingying came over and pulled Jian Anran's sleeve, "Teacher, what's wrong with them?"
Jian Anran shook her head, she didn't know what happened.
The streets in the old city are not wide to begin with, and the sidewalks on both sides of the road can barely accommodate two people walking side by side. With the few of them standing there, the man in the gray hoodie could not pass.
They saw that he had pulled his hat lower and his head was firmly facing the ground. They could not see his face at all.
"Sorry." The man in the hoodie turned sideways, walked around the group of them, walked quickly uphill, and soon disappeared around the corner of the alley ahead.
Could it be that they know each other?
But why don't they say hello? Who are the people who are inconvenient to say hello?
Wen Siheng and Xu Nianhe were silent for a long time. Looking at the direction where the man disappeared at the end, Xu Nianhe subconsciously pursed his dry and chapped lips.
"Sorry, I seem to be feeling a little uncomfortable." Xu Nianhe seemed to have spent a lot of effort to squeeze out these words from his bloodless lips.
Several of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Mi Yingying glanced at Wen Siheng and saw that he had no intention of speaking yet, so she quickly said: "Teacher Xu, if you don't feel well, just take a taxi back. It's easy to stop the taxi here."
After she finished speaking, she leaned against the roadside, stood on tiptoes and looked at the cars coming from both sides of the road, trying to find the yellow taxi in the heavy traffic.
"I'm really bothering Teacher Xu today. I asked the teacher to come with us to see the venue so early." Unable to see everyone falling into silence, Mi Yingying was eager to find a topic to break the embarrassment.
"Teacher Wen, can you give me a gift?" Xu Nianhe grabbed Wen Siheng's sleeve.
Mi Yingying turned her head suddenly as if she had been struck by lightning. She started to blush when she was excited, and she was looking forward to the romance unfolding in front of her with great interest.
"I just said they must have some kind of Xiao Jiujiu." Mi Yingying whispered.
Wen Siheng did not reject him immediately.
In Jian Anran's perception, Wen Siheng has always been a very straightforward person, and he is also a person with clear preferences.
If you like it, you like it; if you don't like it, you don't like it.
In the same way, a promise is a promise. If it is something he doesn't want, even if the dean comes to speak, he will reject it immediately.
But this time, he did not refuse.
Against the sunlight, Jian Anran squinted her eyes, and she could even see a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
Is he hesitating?
What are you hesitating about? Are you hesitating whether to send Xu Nianhe back? Is his hesitation worried about Xu Nianhe's physical condition?
Is it because you are worried about your colleagues?
Countless questions suddenly popped up in her mind. Jian Anran looked directly at her, and there was even an idea in her heart that she hoped he could look at her.
Wen Siheng looked over subconsciously. His gaze was no longer as fleeting as before. He stayed for a long time. Jian Anran was standing in the sun. He could clearly see the subtle frown on her brows. p>
His lips parted silently, as if he took a deep breath, "I'll go back with her."
Wen Siheng looked away immediately, as if he was avoiding something.
"What?" Mi Yingying couldn't help shouting, "Then our on-site inspection..."
Wen Siheng took out a document bag from the briefcase in his hand and threw it into Song Qi's arms.
"Here are some brief documents and drawings of the venue. The key to the store is also inside. You can go and take a look first." As soon as Wen Siheng finished explaining, he saw a yellow taxi coming out of the corner not far away.
Reaching out to the side of the road, the taxi quickly stopped in front of them. Wen Siheng stepped forward to open the door and motioned for Xu Nianhe to get in first.
"The survey of the surrounding environment will follow the PDF I sent before," he said before getting in the car, "You can measure the approximate size of the site first, and then we will determine the details together."
With a sound of "pong——", the yellow door was closed tightly, and the taxi quickly disappeared from sight, even gone far away, and the few of them could not even react.
"Teacher Wen, are you abandoning us?" Mi Yingying couldn't believe what her eyes had just seen.
Song Qi nodded and added: "Not only did he leave us behind, he also left the project behind."
During their investigation, Wen Siheng left directly.
He left with Xu Nianhe.
Mi Yingying had just sent the above content to their small group, and her cell phone was ringing wildly, and the group message exploded.