Ludao City: Thank you for the invitation, I appreciate it.
I thought that the standards of this project from the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Committee were already very high, but I didn’t expect that it turned out to be just a student competition in their eyes.
He raised his head and glanced at Tang Yirui and Wen Shuliang, who were sitting opposite. They cast puzzled and curious glances.
Almost at the same moment, they all turned their attention to Jian Anran.
Student competition.
She is the only one who is a student.
They don't even bother to write such a competition on their resumes, but on the resumes of current students like Jian Anran, it can even be said to be a bonus point.
Xu Nianhe figured it out right away and felt a little depressed, but he didn't say anything and drank water quietly.
"By the way, did Li Cheng come back with you this time?" Wen Shuliang looked at Xu Nianhe and asked.
She was startled at first, and then replied awkwardly: "Senior Li Cheng...he didn't come back."
"I'm not back. I haven't seen this child for a long time." Wen Shuliang seemed a little disappointed and shook his head again.
"Li Cheng has been working very hard since he was a student. He has been single for so many years. Fortunately, he met you."
"Seeing that you are not only successful in your career, but also in a happy relationship, we as elders are also very happy."
Jian Anran couldn't help but widen her eyes and looked at Wen Siheng in surprise.
Isn't Xu Nianhe his ex-girlfriend? Why does the current one suddenly appear now?
Aware of the eyes around him, Wen Siheng turned around and shook his head slightly, and whispered: "I'll talk to you later."
As if seeing Jian Anran's doubts, Tang Yirui explained: "They said that Shi Licheng used to be a student of Siheng's father. He studied as a postdoctoral fellow and then worked as an engineer in a central enterprise."
"I have been assigned to Europe in the past two years, and I happened to meet Nian He there."
Jian Anran said "Oh" and looked at Xu Nianhe: "This senior sounds like a very good person."
Xu Nianhe forced out a discordant smile, lowered his head and took a sip of water.
After a long silence, Wen Shuliang asked again: "What has Li Cheng been doing recently?"
"He..." Xu Nianhe's voice became weaker and weaker, "I don't know either."
"Hey," Wen Shuliang sighed, "I would say that this kid Li Cheng is stupid. He was like this when he was studying. When he got busy, he would work hard and never take the initiative to communicate with others."
"You are all in such a busy industry, so you must seize the time to communicate more, otherwise the relationship will soon..."
"Ahem," Tang Yirui on the side watched as Wen Shuliang got louder and louder, and coughed twice to stop him in time.
"Next time we see Li Cheng when we come back, we will definitely give him a hard time and make him talk more and communicate more."
Xu Nianhe first said "hmm", fell silent again, and then said: "We have broken up."
"What?!" Tang Yirui was a little surprised, the chopsticks in his hands were hanging in the air, and he didn't know what to do.
Realizing that she had lost her composure, she quickly coughed twice in embarrassment and put down her chopsticks.
"Did we have a quarrel? Young people are more impulsive..."
Before Tang Yirui finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Nianhe: "No."
"We agreed to register our marriage together, but on that day we could no longer contact him."
The atmosphere behind it was so awkward that Jian Anran didn't even know how she finished the meal.
After the meal, everyone returned to the living room and only talked about some irrelevant topics.
It was obvious that Tang Yirui was very curious about the relationship incident between Xu Nianhe and Shi Licheng. She spoke several times, but in the end she was unable to ask.
"By the way, Nianhe, are you feeling better?" Tang Yirui put down the teacup in his hand and asked.
"Huh?" Xu Nianhe was caught off guard by this sudden question, and she didn't know how to answer.
Tang Yirui then said slowly: "I heard from Siheng that you had surgery. I happen to have a lot of health care products here. Remember to take them with you when you leave. Look at your cheeks, which are so thin that they are even sunken.
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Xu Nianhe turned his head and glared at Wen Siheng.
He shook his head innocently, "Have the stitches been removed from your appendicitis surgery?"
Xu Nianhe realized that the version Wen Siheng told their elders was appendicitis surgery, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Shuliang heard at school last week that an architect from ZH Studio came to Los Angeles University to give a lecture.
After careful inquiry, I found out that the speaker was none other than Xu Nianhe. I accidentally mentioned it to Wen Siheng. I hadn't seen her for a long time and hadn't said a word to them when she returned to Luojiang.
Only then did Wen Siheng say that she was undergoing appendicitis surgery, and he also found countless reasons to try to prevent the two elders from going to the hospital to see her.
"The stitches can be removed this week, and there will be no impact." Xu Nianhe said, his eyes falling on the piano by the window.
"I haven't heard Siheng play the piano for a long time. Why don't I play a song for everyone today."
"You used to play it at the school party, and even the professors from the music department came to ask if you were their freshman."
"No," Wen Siheng refused, "I haven't practiced the piano in a long time, I'm a handicap player."
"Are you good at playing the piano?" Jian Anran asked curiously.
Wen Siheng replied calmly: "Absolutely."
"What's normal?" Xu Nianhe immediately rejected his answer.
"Didn't you go to Hong Kong and take the ABRSM level 8 exam when you were in high school?"
The full name of ABRSM is the music examination by the Associated Board of the Royal School of Music. Although Jian Anran knows nothing about musical instruments, she heard the value of this examination from her classmates when she was a child.
Wen Siheng originally didn't intend to pay attention, but as soon as he turned his head, he met Jian Anran's expectant eyes.
Her eyes seemed to be glowing with stars, and for a moment I couldn't tell whether it was her eyes that were brighter or the crystal lamp on the ceiling that was brighter.
Without saying another word, Wen Siheng stood up and took down a yellowed sheet of music from the shelf behind the piano.
Lifting the cover, he sat in front of the piano and flipped through the music scores. After choosing the piece, he quickly sat down.
Although he has not practiced piano for a long time, playing piano seems to be his instinctive reaction.
When his palms touched the keys, notes seemed to burst out from every cell in his body, and every note was so accurate and effortless.
Although there is no musical element, Jian Anran seems to be put into another emotion by the notes at this moment.
She secretly sighed, maybe this is the appreciation of both refined and popular tastes.
After the song ended, Xu Nianhe flattered a few more words. Feeling a little stuffy in the room, he opened the balcony door and Jian Anran walked out to the yard to enjoy the breeze.
The gentle evening breeze on the river blew towards her face. Jian Anran closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she came back to her senses, there was already that familiar figure standing next to her.
"I finally found a time when no one was around. I've been too busy these days and haven't had time to explain to you."
