Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 56 Midnight Fierce Bell
After taking a few quick steps forward, Wen Siheng pulled away from the woman's hand.

"Drinking, I'll take a taxi." He coldly refused.

"Then let's take a taxi, it happens to be on the way." Belly reached out and stopped a taxi, opened the door and sat in it.

Ignoring Belly's expectant eyes in the open car door, Wen Siheng turned and walked back.

"I left something behind, you go first."

Belly's face was ugly, and the people in their studio had basically left first, leaving her sitting in the car awkwardly.

"Will you go? If you want to leave, close the door quickly, you can't park here!" The taxi driver was a little impatient.

"Then let's go first, thank you teacher for your hospitality." Mi Yingying pulled Song Qi away with a wink.

After Xiangyi said goodbye, she stopped by a taxi.

Seeing everyone leaving one after another, Jian Anran couldn't stand still. Seeing that the bus stop was not far away, she walked forward.

"Where are you going?"

Neck tightened, cold wind poured into her back, Wen Siheng grabbed Jane Anran's collar.

"Go home." An unknown fire suddenly burst into her heart, and Jian Anran dropped two words without looking back.

Without breaking free from the shackles from the collar, he squeezed her hand tightly, wrapping her hand tightly with his wide palm.

He shook it hard, but didn't shake it off, and raised his head and glared at the other party unconvinced.

Holding her hand, Wen Siheng walked to the side of the road and reached out to hail a taxi to stop.

After confirming that she was seated in the car, Wen Siheng got in the car with confidence.

The doors closed, and the yellow taxi quickly disappeared into the night.

Not far away, the beige windbreaker swayed in the evening wind, and Belly, who was not far away, pushed the blown hair behind her ears.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street.

Belly called the taxi to an emergency stop after driving less than 100 meters. She got off the bus and stood on the side of the road looking back.

Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, she wants to wait.

Wait for one and he will let go of everything, wait for one and he will look back at her.

Seeing the shy girl and the man who desperately wanted to win back, Belly's heart went cold.

It seemed like she really couldn't wait any longer.

She had to bow her head and laugh at herself, her relationship in the past ten years, in the first month of separation, the other party had a new object.

The subject's identity is interesting, even his student.

Not knowing what kind of old-fashioned love story this is, Belly looked at the flickering street lights in the distance, his vision gradually dimmed, and he came back to his senses and stretched out his hand to stop a taxi again.

In the taxi that just drove out of the street of the izakaya, a man and a woman sat in the back seat, their fingers interlocked but they didn't say a word, and the two of them didn't even meet their eyes.

The driver reached out and pressed the radio on the music station. There were a few sizzles at first, and then the radio gradually stabilized.

"The next thing I bring to you is the classic song "Right here waiting for you." A melodious female voice sounded on the radio.

"."

"Whereever you go"

"Whatever you do"

"I will be right here waiting for you"
I will be right here waiting for you?As if suddenly remembering something, Jian Anran couldn't help repeating it.

He took out his phone and flicked his fingertips across the keyboard.

The searched content is as expected——

【Words of Platycodon flower: Eternal love, no regrets, hopeless love】

So that's what the card on the bouquet of flowers means?
Where is what institution, where is what lecture.

She seemed to understand the darkness in Wen Siheng's eyes when she saw the bouquet that day, and the bouquet that disappeared immediately when she woke up the next day.

Is it because he really has no nostalgia for the past?Or is he trying to cover up his self-deception?

After returning home, none of them spoke again, and after taking a shower, Jian Anran locked herself in the room, with only one thought in her mind——

Read the book badly.

Whether it's an ex-girlfriend or an old relationship, there is no one who can save her. The only way out for her now is to read the book badly.

The midterm exam was approaching, and she really didn't have the heart to think about these messy and unsolvable things.

Turning on the computer, Jian Anran supported her head with one hand, the letters on the screen seemed to be jumping one by one, she reached out to wipe her eyes, her nose felt sore.

Is she like this, a third party involved?Could it be that Xiaosan turned out to be himself?

Patting her head, Jian Anran tried her best to get rid of these messy thoughts.

Picking up the water glass on the desk, it was empty, she got up and walked out with the glass.

As soon as the bedroom door was opened, the tall figure outside the door was startled for a while, unable to think of a reasonable excuse, he had nowhere to escape.

Not wanting to talk to him, Jian Anran bent her waist, lowered her head and got out from the gap between him and the door.

Like a train carriage, the man quietly followed Jane Anran, the locomotive, to the kitchen.

Slightly wrinkling her nose, Jian Anran glanced back, put the cup under the water dispenser in the kitchen, and pressed the switch.

Boiling water filled the cup with a hum.

Slender knuckles protruded from behind, pressing on her cup, preventing her from taking it.

Turning a glance, Jian Anran's tone was not very good, "Go away."

"Listen to my explanation." Wen Siheng's voice was a little hoarse.

"Who stopped you?" Jian Anran said a little speechlessly.

After clearing his throat, the person behind said: "We have already broken up."

"You said it." Jian Anran was not very satisfied with this answer.

"The past between me and her has been dealt with, and nothing will happen in the future." The other party bent down and set his gaze at the same level as Jane Anran's.

His black eyes were flickering, his eyes were very firm, he had fallen into this gaze many times before, and Jian Anran almost subconsciously dodged it.

His eyes seem to be able to cast illusions, just like the singing of the siren siren in Greek mythology, making the navigator lose his way at once and let him fish.

She said angrily, "What if? Why are you so sure?"

"After talking for ten years, have you ever thought about getting married?" Jian Anran asked.

I have seen many such examples in youth romance magazines. Most of the long-distance running of love ended without a problem for many years. Most of them were because the man was a scumbag. He was unwilling to take responsibility and wasted the girls' youth.

After a pause, Wen Siheng finally spoke as if he had made up his mind.

"I mentioned it, and she declined."

I thought that I would be happier when I heard the answer, but Jian Anran didn't seem to have any joy in her heart.

Obviously the things she was afraid of did not happen, and obviously her guesses were answered one by one.

Everything seemed to confirm to her again and again that she was just the right person who happened to meet at the right time.

It's not that she has to, and it's not that she can't.

She is just a coincidence.

"Ding dong——" the doorbell rang suddenly, and the two subconsciously looked at the wall clock on the wall.

It was close to one o'clock in the morning.

If she is not a staunch atheist, Jane Anran has to think of the midnight bell. Phones and doorbells that ring in the middle of the night are generally not good things.

Opening the video doorbell panel in the entrance, the familiar figure on the other end of the screen made her fingers hang in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)