"What do you want to say?" The beautiful evening breeze blew away Jian Anran's temper. She was in a happy mood, and the depression and worries in the room just disappeared with the wind.
"A lot." The other party placed the goblet in his hand on the stone table next to him.
"A lot of things have happened recently, but they are definitely not what they seem on the surface." Wen Siheng said.
Another gust of wind blew, and the bushes near the river rustled. A few leaves fell from the branches and fell on the well-maintained swimming pool in the yard.
Jian Anran felt a chill and crossed her arms over her chest.
About to take off his coat, Wen Siheng realized that he was only wearing a shirt, turned around and walked into the room.
Feeling the weight of warmth slightly on her shoulders, Wen Siheng took a scarf and put it on her shoulders.
Jian Anran raised her head slightly and looked into his eyes, her dark eyes reflecting the lights on the other side.
She said softly: "Thank you."
The other party was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind and said: "It's true that we met ten years ago."
"But there is no such thing as love at first sight."
"Xu Nianhe is not my ex-girlfriend, and we have not been together for ten years."
Jian Anran raised her head in surprise, but quickly lowered her head again, staring at the uppers of her shoes, waiting for the other party to continue.
"I first met her when I was asking for directions in school, but to be honest, I had no impression at all. It was only when she mentioned it later that I realized that I was asking her for directions."
"I first got to know her when she came to me at the freshman party and asked for her contact information."
"I originally wanted to refuse, but she said that the group leader of the Chinese hometown group wanted to drag me into the group."
"You just agreed?" Jian Anran suddenly felt a little funny.
The other party silently said "hmm" and then continued: "Although it's a bit embarrassing for me to tell this as the first person, she later came to me to confess her love, and I refused."
"But then someone came to me to confess, and my phone was often bombarded with strange calls and text messages."
"Originally I was planning to change my number, but one day Xu Nianhe got drunk and told everyone at a party that she was with me."
"I originally wanted to clarify with everyone at the time, but after she finished speaking, my inbox became quiet, and I defaulted to this answer."
Jian Anran gathered the scarf on her shoulders. Her legs were a little sore after standing for a long time. She found a chair and pulled it over to sit down.
"We have been getting along as friends ever since."
Jian Anran asked: "What about the proposal? What happened?",
She paused, "And... where are the children?"
Wen Siheng looked to the other side, "It was last year that my parents started urging us to get married."
"You have also met them. They are very satisfied with their married life. They have been placing their hope in my love life since I finished graduate school."
"They wanted to bring me and Xu Nianhe together, so I thought since she was willing to be my "girlfriend" for ten years, why not just tell others that we were married."
"You know the result," Wen Siheng smiled and lamented his ridiculous past, "She refused."
Another urge to get married.
I can't help but recall that more than a month ago, Jian Anran and his marriage felt like they were rushing to get married.
She seemed to have been immersed in the warm current of this emotion, and even got lost in it for a time. Sometimes she would have the illusion that the other person was the person she was destined to be.
Then strange things happened to them from time to time, testing this relationship that Jian Anran had no confidence in again and again.
Her family of origin, study, career, and future were all weighing down on her. She was really not the kind of person who had the leisure to pursue any spiritual and emotional needs.
"Later, when I started preparing to return to China, I heard that she was already with Shi Licheng. I didn't find out about the child until close to my return to China."
It seemed reasonable, but Jian Anran suddenly thought of something and asked: "Then what did Leon say about you dragging your suitcase to his house overnight after being dumped?"
The person in front of me seemed to be lost in memories. He was silent for a while before speaking again: "Actually..."
"I went home that day and found them doing it on my bed. You know I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder."
Jian Anran burst into laughter. She had already imagined an annual drama. Although the process was quite dramatic, the result was a bit like O. Henry.
"Then according to what you said, you have never been together, so what does she want to do when she suddenly comes back recently to make such a fuss?" Jian Anran asked again.
Wen Siheng explained: "Actually, I have been staying in the hospital recently because of this incident."
"Although her personality was extroverted in the past, she was still stable."
"I recently consulted her attending physician, and the doctor's suggestion was to refer her to a psychiatric department."
"Psychiatry?" Jian Anran was a little surprised.
"It seems that after the unexpected pregnancy, Shi Licheng ran away irresponsibly, and Xu Nianhe was a little stimulated."
"She had already made up her mind to raise the child by herself, but then she learned that she had an ectopic pregnancy. She originally thought she would have the surgery when she returned to the UK after completing the project research, but she suddenly suffered a heavy hemorrhage that day."
Looking back through the glass window, Jian Anran saw Xu Nianhe chatting and laughing on the sofa inside.
Xu Nianhe has a high reputation in the architectural community. She has always been a passionate person, and she also belongs to the group of people who were born with a lot.
She has enjoyed high-quality education since she was a child. She is good-looking and has outstanding intellectual achievements. She went to prestigious schools all the way and successfully stayed in a celebrity office to work after graduation.
But it happens that such a woman has been repeatedly frustrated in her emotional experience. The person she has secretly loved for ten years does not like her, and the person she meets again is still a scumbag.
Xu Nianhe lost himself for a time, but when he returned to China and saw Wen Siheng, he seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw again.
The ten years she spent with Wen Siheng, whether they were a fake couple or true friends, were her most high-spirited ten years and the most proud ten years in her life.
It was definitely not just one year when I was tortured by a man and an unexpected child until I suffered a mental breakdown.
Probably realizing how stupid he was being tortured by these nonsense, Xu Nianhe immediately set up a computer on the hospital bed as soon as the anesthetic wore off.
As soon as DiDi was unplugged, she started cross-country meetings, and she gradually turned her attention to the work and career she loved.
Xu Nianhe never lived to be someone's wife or someone's mother. After being briefly lost, she finally recalled her original intention.
I have become the Xu Nianhe in school and the Belly of ZH Studio again, the outstanding young architect who can go on stage and share his experience generously.
This will eventually be the new direction that Jian Anran works hard for. Jian Anran looked at Xu Nianhe and said with emotion: How great it would be if she could live her life as a successful lady.
The people around him were still standing there quietly, and Jian Anran couldn't help but look at him again from head to toe.
The sculpted facial features and tall figure are really good-looking.
"You obviously had many opportunities to explain, why did you have to wait until today?" Jian Anran asked.