Jian Anran was slightly startled, not knowing where to put her hands. She hung in the air for a while, and finally rested firmly on the other person's neck, enjoying a moment of tenderness.
She had spent a long time thinking about this unexpected relationship of hers, not knowing how to deal with it or how to treat it.
But from the moment Wen Siheng's lips touched her, she immediately made up her mind.
Instead of spending a lot of time chasing vague answers, it is better to enjoy every minute and every second of the present moment.
The other party smiled slightly as if he had succeeded, with a nice curve at the corner of his mouth.
"I have a saying that I like very much." Wen Siheng suddenly remembered something.
Jian Anran tilted her head: "What?"
"If you understand the past, you can't criticize it; if you know what's coming, you can pursue it."
"Are you fooling me with high school texts?" Jian Anran patted his back.
"It makes sense, doesn't it?" Wen Siheng playfully traced the outline of Jian Anran's lips with his index finger, and his fingertips touched her red lips vaguely, like an electric shock, arousing a tingling sensation in his heart. p>
When she was in high school, Jian Anran liked this sentence very much when she read Tao Yuanming's "Going Back". The past cannot be changed, but the unknown future can still be tried.
The family of origin was once a mountain that Jian Anran felt she couldn't overcome. Her father had absolute authority in the family, her mother had always regarded her as the only one she could talk to in life, and she was addicted to games every day and did not study at all, but her family still regarded him as a giant Buddha.
Get up brother.
LY City is located on the lower coast and has a strong small business atmosphere. People don't enroll in any of the famous schools. People like Jian Anran who can smoothly advance to the local undergraduate colleges are considered to be other people's children to a certain extent.
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But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't resist her mother's words, "I wish you were a boy."
She has been comforting herself that although their family favors boys over girls, it is not much. Materially, their family has always upheld the principle of equal treatment of men and women.
But the subconscious feeling of suffocation that only boys can achieve great things came over her, making her breathless. She once wanted to work hard to prove herself.
But after high school and then college, the gradual accumulation of experience gradually separated her from her desire for recognition from others.
Now she just wants to escape, escape from people who don't know how to recognize others.
Wen Siheng was the one who helped her break the shackles of her prison. It was even an opportunity. At present, she did not have the conditions to escape.
She leaned her head quietly against his strong chest, "thump thump thump". For the first time, Jian Anran heard the other person's heartbeat so clearly, it was strong and powerful.
"Let's go." She raised her head.
"Aren't you staying at home tonight?"
"No." Jian Anran pulled Wen Siheng out.
In the living room, Jian Shaobo, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV after dinner, raised his head and glanced at the two of them. The dining table had been cleared.
Jian Anran ignored Jian Shaobo and said to Yang Yahui: "I'm back to school."
"Don't you want to stay at home for one night?" Yang Yahui just came out of the kitchen and her eyes fell on the two people's clasped hands.
"No, I have to get up early tomorrow morning because I have class."
Back at school, Wen Siheng's car was parked at the intersection of the dormitory area.
"Stop." Jian Anran looked around, fearing that she would meet classmates she knew.
Wen Siheng drove the car forward for a while.
"I'll pick you up this weekend." He shifted the gear to park.
"Where are you going?" Jian Anran unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car.
"Auntie hasn't told you yet? We have made an appointment with the two families to have a meal together this weekend."
It was only now that Jian Anran felt that she had really received the certificate. She had never imagined what it would be like to meet her parents-in-law.
At noon on Saturday, Wen Siheng's car parked 500 meters away from the intersection of the dormitory area early. Jian Anran was still wearing the same white eight-point chiffon skirt that she went to the hotel that day.
This is the most dignified and unstupid outfit she can find in her closet.
The meeting place agreed by both parents was at a local teahouse with antique ink tiles and white walls. Walking straight around the corridor of the pool, going up and down, we finally arrived at the main hall of the restaurant.
"The surname is Wen, six people who have made reservations this week."
The staff understood and immediately led them towards the box area. Through the screen, they could see that both parents had arrived. When they walked to the door, they heard Yang Yahui and Wen Siheng's mother Tang Yirui chatting politely with each other.
After knocking on the door and entering, the voices in the house immediately stopped, and all four pairs of eyes looked at the door.
"Hello, uncle and aunt." Jian Anran greeted obediently first.
"Hello An Ran." Tang Lingli reacted first and stood up to introduce, "This is Si Heng's father Wen Shuliang."
"Long time greetings, Teacher Wen."
Wen Shuliang nodded and said politely: "Hello."
Wen Siheng stepped forward and pulled out the chair to signal Jian Anran to sit down. Both parents showed their appreciation.
The air conditioner in the box was turned on fully, and Wen Siheng took off his black suit jacket and put it on Jian Anran's shoulders.
Last time he saw her wearing this outfit with a small suit jacket.
Feeling a heavy warmth coming from her shoulders, and the remaining warmth of the other person's body still lingering in her suit jacket, Jian Anran was startled, and from the corner of her eye she secretly glanced at Wen Siheng, who was holding a menu and looking down at it carefully.
"Uncle and aunt, let's see what you want to eat. I don't have any taboos." Wen Siheng politely handed the menu to Yang Yahui.
"How do I know this?" The two parties declined each other, and the menu finally stayed in Yang Yahui's hand.
Only then did Jian Anran take the time to take a good look at the decoration in the private room. This teahouse was antique from the inside out, with mahogany tables and chairs, and exquisite carvings of animals and plants on the furniture. Even the waiters wore Tang suits, following the classic Chinese style of the teahouse. "Didn't you just come back? How do you know this teahouse?" Jian Anran leaned over and asked Wen Siheng in a low voice.
She has never heard of such a high-end and stylish restaurant in Luojiang City for 22 years.
"My parents recommended it." Wen Siheng replied with a smile.
Only then did Jian Anran notice that Tang Yirui had been looking in their direction frequently, and there was even a hint of emotion in his eyes.
I don’t know how many blind dates my son has passed since he returned to China. Every time he mentioned this to him, Wen Siheng seemed to be offended.
I thought that he had also fallen into the Western habit of being unmarried and infertile, and the couple was so worried that they couldn't sleep. Who knew that Wen Siheng came home from work one day and suddenly told them that he had obtained the certificate.
I was originally worried that my stubborn son might have been deceived by some seductive fox outside, but I didn't expect that it was someone he had been on a blind date with before, and he was also a student of the same school. The old couple was so happy that they wished they could have wine on the same day.<
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The two parents at the table began to express polite words to each other for raising such a good son/daughter, so that their children would have such a good marriage.
The two sides talked more and more speculatively. Tang Yirui began to think about where to put the wine, and Yang Yahui immediately began to talk about whether the wedding dress should be Western or Chinese.
"We are not having a wedding." Jian Anran said coldly, causing everyone to turn around.
