After the blind date, Jian Anran didn't expect to have a chance to meet the other party again. Before going out, she seemed to vaguely hear her parents mention that the other party was a top student who had returned from overseas.
He and ordinary college students like me come from different worlds, and they probably won't have any intersection with each other.
Unexpectedly, we met again at the hotel.
The difference from last time is that this time they met each other completely and sincerely.
She had not yet fled the hotel after being separated from her memories. She looked in the mirror and pulled up her collar in an attempt to cover the scattered hickeys on her chest.
After walking out of the bathroom, Wen Siheng stood up immediately and grabbed his mobile phone and keys on the table.
"Go back to school? I'll take you there."
"How do you know I'm a student?"
She took two steps back. She could not remember clearly what happened after she was drunk last night. However, she remembered that during the blind date, her family deliberately concealed the fact that she was still in school from the other party, fearing that the other party would worry that she might not leave as soon as possible.
Enter into marriage.
"Your campus card." He pointed to Jian Anran's mobile phone.
When entering and exiting the school, she had to swipe the access control. When Jian Anran first entered school, she often forgot to bring her card, so she put her student card in her phone case. Last night, her phone was always covered up and placed on the bedside.
"Thank you, no need, I'll go back by myself." Jian Anran turned around and wanted to leave.
"Are you in a hurry to leave?"
"There are plans later."
"Me too, just happened to be on my way."
Looking at the dots of scarlet on the white sheets, it seemed as if the lingering rain of You Yunzhen last night was right in front of her eyes. Jian Anran's chest was so clogged that she couldn't breathe, and she just wanted to escape from the crime scene immediately.
The moment she turned around and closed the door, her heart was still pounding, her chest was heaving violently, and her heart was almost beating out.
——Didi, Jian Anran raised her left hand.
The watch popped up a page I had never seen before:
[You appear to be inactive, but within 10 minutes starting at 8:02, your heart rate has been higher than 120 beats/minute.]
When Jian Anran got on the subway, she had a splitting headache and sore waist. She leaned her head against the wall behind her.
After I calmed down, I thought, is it really safe to do what I did last night? Do I need to register for a check-up when there are no classes? What subjects do I need to pass?
How should I explain to Ning Beibei that I stayed up all night when I got back?
She originally thought that she would be able to completely separate herself from this little accident as soon as she got to class.
It was the first day of the new semester. It was only five or six subway stops from the hotel back to school, and I barely made it back in time for the first class.
"bell--"
When the school bell rang, Jian Anran was still at the corner of the stairs on the second floor. She was late at 8 a.m. in the first period of the new semester.
brush--
She opened the door to the classroom and peeked in. The classroom was packed with seats. She pretended to be calm and walked in with her head lowered. Ning Beibei, who was occupying a seat for her, saw her coming and waved.
"Why is it in the first row?" Jian Anran murmured in her heart, why would someone be late and still sit in the first row.
"Hey, do you know?" Before she could put down her schoolbag, her roommate Ning Beibei turned her head and whispered gossip.
"I heard that the original teacher of this course went abroad to be a visiting scholar, and the one who is here now is the new teacher this semester."
"What's so strange about the new teacher?" Jian Anran disagreed and slowly spread out her notes on the table.
"Isn't this strange?" Ning Beibei said in shock, "I heard that this teacher is only 26."
The undergraduate program of architecture they study requires five years of study. Normally, they graduate from high school at the age of 18 and are already 23 years old after completing their undergraduate degree.
Not to mention that nowadays university positions are so busy, which new teacher doesn’t have a PhD degree or above plus scientific research experience?
"How did such a young person come to teach at the university? He's not a well-connected person, right?" Jian Anran asked curiously.
"So this is the strange place! Why do you always think so darkly about people?" When Ning Beibei talked about gossip, she was so excited that she opened her teeth and claws. Jian Anran often said to her that if there is no way out in architecture, she should consider it.
Stage plays are not impossible either.
"I heard that this teacher is a PhD returnee from overseas who was recruited by the vice-dean when he was studying in the UK. He completed his undergraduate degree at the age of 22 and his master's degree at the age of 23. He completed his PhD in three years." Ning Beibei counted on her fingers.
A 26-year-old returned doctor, what kind of young and promising expert is he?
Looking up at the podium in the direction of Ning Beibei's finger, it seemed as if a big pendulum clock fell on top of Jian Anran's head. A "clang" sound shocked her and left her speechless.
"Why, are you so handsome?" Ning Beibei said proudly.
He was still wearing the same white shirt and suit trousers that I saw this morning, with a few faint creases visible on the waist, a sharp jawline, a high bridge of nose, and an impeccable face. His unsmiling look was indifferent.
Isn't this just——
The guy she slept with last night?
When Wen Siheng glanced at them on the podium, the blush on Jian Anran's cheeks could not help but spread to her ears. Her heart, which had been calm for a long time after trying hard, felt as if a tiny stone had been thrown into it, suddenly stirring up thousands of turbulent waves.
, which was about to overturn the small sailboat that maintained her sanity.
Ning Beibei held Jian Anran's hand excitedly. "Did you see it? Did you see it? The new teacher is really handsome!"
Of course she knew he was handsome, and it could even be said that everyone here didn't know how handsome he was like she did.
She woke up in this arms this morning. She peeked for a while at the man beside her who was breathing evenly. Even up close, she couldn't see any flaws on his face. His facial features were so three-dimensional that you could reasonably doubt whether his ancestors had something.
European ancestry.
She tried hard to clear her thoughts, and now she suddenly woke up. The person she had indulged in all night was the new instructor of this semester's professional course?
What kind of social death scene is this?
Jian Anran buried her head and stared at the blank notes on the table, for fear of meeting the eyes of the man on the podium. She really didn't think about how to face him.
But the only thing that is certain is that for her and him, it is definitely not a good thing for a third person to know about this matter.
It is not a glorious thing for a teacher and a student to have slept together.
A bold idea suddenly appeared in Jian Anran's mind. Why not stop studying?
Ning Beibei saw that Jian Anran was not looking at the handsome guy she loved the most. She was uncharacteristically staring at the notes and pulled out the blank notes.
"What are you pretending to be? Who doesn't know that you ranked last in the last semester?" Ning Beibei's voice was so loud that it almost drowned out Wen Siheng's lecture on the podium. The surrounding students frowned and stared at her.
Only then did Ning Beibei react and nodded sheepishly to the classmates around her, "I'm sorry."
"Bell--" The bell rang for the end of get out of class.
"Okay, let's take a short break." Wen Siheng put down the materials in his hands on the podium, lightly dusted the chalk dust on his sleeves, and walked straight down the stage.