"Inconvenient." Ignoring her, Wen Siheng walked straight to the elevator.
Xu Nianhe followed him silently all the way to the parking lot.
Among the black and gray ordinary cars, Wen Siheng's white sports car is very eye-catching.
White, Wen Siheng’s consistent aesthetic.
Black, white and gray, in his eyes, it seems that there is no fourth color in the world.
Before he even reached the car, Xu Nianhe noticed the head sticking out of the passenger seat.
Jian Anran looked at the two people walking one after another with confusion on her face. If it weren't for the fact that the car only had two seats, she would have thought that the other person was going to leave with Wen Siheng's car.
"It's inconvenient to tell you."
"A two-seater car cannot accommodate a third person, you should know that."
After leaving these words behind, Wen Siheng walked towards the direction of the car.
"What if this turns out to be mine?" Xu Nianhe was not willing to accept it.
Wen Siheng said without any sign of weakness: "Don't be blindly confident in yourself."
The beautiful woman in front of her was stunned for a moment, and she even suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.
He thought that he knew Wen Siheng's character best, but Xu Nianhe never thought that he would hear him say such things.
What she said yesterday about falling in love at first sight and being in love for ten years was all said casually, and Wen Siheng let her make nonsense.
In the past ten years, she has always been the only one who fell in love at first sight.
Xu Nianhe pursued this relationship for a long, long time, and it was so long that even she couldn't tell whether she really liked him or whether she couldn't swallow it.
She told everyone who knew them that she and Wen Siheng were together.
I was expecting the other party to have a big quarrel with her.
Wen Siheng never said too many words to her, and Xu Nianhe even hoped that he would just scold her.
Who would have thought that the other party had no reaction at all, not even a word of retort.
They can be said to be together, or they can be said to have never been together. The only thing that is certain is that they will get closer and closer in the end.
I once plucked up the courage to ask Wen Siheng why he didn't refute it in front of his friends that they were not actually together. Who knew that the other person would smile and thank her in return.
"Thank you, my life has become less troublesome."
Xu Nianhe was stunned for a moment, what's bothering him?
After thinking about it for a long time, it turned out that she was not the only one, Wen Siheng was surrounded by many "troubles like her."
Realizing that his own existence turned out to be trouble, Xu Nianhe smiled bitterly.
The other party turned around and left without looking back.
Xu Nianhe was left where he was, watching his figure gradually go away, just like he had in the past ten years.
She obviously thought she could finally catch up to him.
"What did Teacher Xu say?" Jian Anran asked eagerly as soon as Wen Siheng got in the car.
"It's not important," he pulled the handbrake, "Let's go to the supermarket to buy a photo frame first."
He still remembers this.
The hum of the engine gradually faded away, and the white sports car quickly disappeared from sight.
Noisy sounds came from behind. Xu Nianhe turned around and saw that they were colleagues from ZH Studio.
"Belly, let's go and have dinner. The car is already at the door."
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The two people in the supermarket went straight to the daily necessities area and quickly found the photo frame under the guidance of the clerk.
After measuring the size with her hands, Jane Anran selected an A4 paper-sized golden photo frame with no patterns among a row of colorful photo frames of different shapes.
The people around him took a breath, and even though they lowered their volume intentionally, Jian Anran still heard it.
"What? Not satisfied?"
Knowing clearly that she was on the moral high ground in this matter, Jian Anran was more confident than ever.
"Nothing." Wen Siheng immediately took the photo frame and put it in the shopping cart.
When checking out, we pass by the frozen food section. Wen Siheng is often too busy to cook, so Jian Anran can only cook by herself.
After thinking about her own cooking skills, she grabbed a few packages of frozen food.
The other party reached out to stop him and put the frozen food back.
"What?" Jian Anran was a little unhappy.
"Next time you buy it, put it in the car and it will melt later." Wen Siheng explained.
"We'll be home soon. What did you change?" Jian Anran was puzzled.
"Let's go back after dinner."
I asked several times what I wanted to eat, but I didn’t get an answer from the other person.
Jian Anran didn't ask any more questions and obediently followed Wen Siheng to S Mall.
After getting on the elevator, he took her straight to the top floor of the shopping mall, which was a Thai restaurant.
She suddenly remembered that Wen Siheng had told her a while ago that the old professor in the department said that there was a new Thai restaurant in S mall that was very delicious.
At that time, she was suffering from her own financial crisis, and Jian Anran immediately refused. Afterwards, they had troubles for a long time.
"Are you two?" As soon as we walked into the store, the waiter greeted us immediately.
"Yes." Wen Siheng nodded, and the two of them were taken to the seats by the window.
Looking out the window at the people coming and going in the mall, even though it is a working day, the passenger flow of S Mall is not too affected.
Maybe it’s because most of the consumer groups in S mall don’t distinguish between working days and rest days.
Wen Siheng listened as the villain across from him shared his recent learning experience with him sentence by sentence.
Originally, she was not a person who loved studying. As early as the beginning of the semester, he went through her transcripts and found out that Jian Anran was still on the verge of failing the class last semester.
I don’t know what happened this semester. I studied as hard as I could. When I got home, I opened the literature on my computer and highlighted the key points with the materials in my hand.
Wen Siheng has always liked silence. When he was in college, he lived in a student apartment for a while. He suffered from the extremely poor sound insulation of the walls. He could clearly hear the voices of his classmates in the next room.
Wen Siheng specially spent a huge amount of money to rent an independent house.
He held his chin and looked quietly at the mouth in front of him that couldn't stop beeping like a gun and never closed.
Listening to the person in front of him sharing his learning process with high spirits, Wen Siheng felt that he seemed to like the noise again.
For a moment, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of someone in the distance who stopped and stared for a long time. Wen Siheng turned his head and met the person's eyes for a moment.
The other party panicked for a moment, then Wen Siheng looked away and stopped paying attention.
After a while, I heard a loud female voice from behind: "What a coincidence, you are here too?"
When she looked up, she saw that it was Xu Nianhe. Jian Anran's head suddenly shut down and she even forgot what she had just said.
Why is she here?
With lingering fears, Jian Anran's immediate reaction was that Xu Nianhe must also be the kind of paparazzi stalking ex.
"I happened to have no dinner, do you mind if I join you?" Xu Nianhe sat directly on the seat next to Wen Siheng.
Looking at the two people in front of her, Jian Anran even felt a sense of oppression like a 2v1 interview, as if she was an uninvited guest who suddenly broke in.
"I mind a lot." Wen Siheng said and moved a little further inward, deliberately distancing himself from Xu Nianhe.
As if she had succeeded, the woman leaned closer in, squeezing Wen Siheng against the window.
After the original chatting at the dinner table fell silent, Jian Anran raised her eyes and met Wen Siheng's eyes, looking at each other speechlessly.
Picking up the water on the table and taking a sip, when Xu Nianhe suddenly appeared, Jian Anran was unwilling to speak anymore and quietly looked at the endless stream of people outside the window.
"Oops!" Xu Nianhe shouted, calling Jian Anran back from her fugue.
People around him turned their heads to look here, and saw Xu Nianhe holding his stomach and his face turned pale.
"Can you please take me to the hospital? I feel a little uncomfortable."
Xu Nianhe tried his best to squeeze out these words towards the people around him, cold sweat dripping from Xu Nianhe's forehead.