flstandardbreds Chapter 111 The Last Day
Chapter 111 The Last Day
Wen Zhixia stopped.
"what?"
Fan Zhenting looked into her dark eyes and smiled awkwardly.
"Zhixia, I know you're going to divorce Fu Ruoshi." He lowered his head to look at his toes, then raised his head again, "What I want to say is..."
"If you don't have anyone you like yet, could you consider me?"
After saying that, he blushed, slid his backpack in front of him, and took out a sketch from the bag.
"Look, this is my drawing of you."
He unfolded the painting and held it in front of Wen Zhixia. Under her surprised gaze, he explained, "My sister told me that you don't like people giving you bags or watches. I was afraid you wouldn't accept them, so I drew a picture for you. When I know what kind of bag you like in the future, I will give it to you."
Wen Zhixia couldn't wait to take his painting and was full of praise.
The painting depicts her half-body profile with delicate brushwork and minute details, especially her extraordinary temperament and slightly aloof eyes, which are portrayed very well.
Maybe the technique is lacking, but you can tell at a glance that he put his heart into it, is very sincere, and understands the model's soul.
"Thank you, Zhenting, thank you for your thoughtfulness." Wen Zhixia accepted the painting and held it close to her heart. "I really like it, but when did you draw it?"
Seeing that she liked it, Fan Zhenting was very pleased, "I drew it a long time ago. It was not long after I sent you the cake. I kept thinking about you, so I taught myself to draw. I drew it while daydreaming."
Having said that, Wen Zhixia decided to speak out her inner thoughts.
"Zhenting, your sister and I are best friends." Wen Zhixia looked at Fan Zhenting and said seriously, "I don't like making friends, nor am I good at it, but if you're willing, we can be friends for life, okay?"
The meaning of her words was very clear. Although Fan Zhenting was mentally prepared, he was still very disappointed when Wen Zhixia really rejected him.
"I know you don't really have any feelings for me," Fan Zhenting sighed and said, "Although I'm not as strong-willed as my sister, I cherish you and I will work hard to fight for you. I know that feelings can't be forced, but no matter what, I've said it today, and I have no regrets."
Wen Zhixia saw the melancholy in his eyes, but she could do nothing about it.
"Actually, friends last longer than lovers," she thought for a moment and consoled him, "Friends are lifelong."
After hearing her encouragement, Fan Zhenting felt better.
He paused and asked cautiously, "Do you still like Fu Ruoshi?"
Wen Zhixia shook her head.
"We're getting our divorce papers next week."
"Zhixia," Fan Zhenting sighed, "You will definitely be happy. Maybe I'm not the one who can give you happiness, but I believe that you will definitely wait for him."
Wen Zhixia nodded and smiled, "You too, you will meet that person too."
Shortly after Wen Zhixia and Fan Zhenting parted ways, an industrial exchange meeting on artificial intelligence was held at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in the United States.
As early as half a year ago, Fu Ruoshi received an invitation from the school, hoping that he, as a famous alumnus, would come to build relationships with younger students, talk about industry trends, and provide some internships and jobs.
In the past, Fu Ruoshi didn't like to be in the spotlight and didn't like to show up in public, so he didn't agree.
But since the divorce, he has been anxious as he watches the cooling-off period pass day by day.
In order to escape, he worked overtime like crazy, found things to do like crazy, responded to all invitations, and by the way, agreed to his alma mater's request to visit him three times.
Today he was wearing a neat white shirt and a gray vest, with his sleeves half rolled up, revealing a high-quality antique watch.
The well-tailored suit vest highlights the slender waist and long legs, making him look chic and dashing without losing his elite aura.
As soon as he came on stage, the audience collectively exclaimed "Wow".
This was followed by thunderous applause, mixed with discussions about his appearance.
"Oh my god, this alumnus is so handsome!"
"He's Zhuo Rui's boss? I want to submit my resume now!"
"If my boss is this handsome, I will work hard!"
......
Fu Ruoshi spoke for nearly twenty minutes, watching as more and more students filled the audience, not knowing what was going on.
At this moment, in addition to those who came to participate in the discussion, half of the people came because they heard that there was a handsome guy in the auditorium, and they started taking photos crazily when they arrived.
Fu Ruoshi concluded his speech by saying, "The development of artificial intelligence depends on human application. Beyond optimizing hardware and software, it also involves the establishment of relevant ethical and moral standards. Of course, I believe that technological development cannot be separated from the support of the humanistic spirit. Only with humanity can human civilization last longer."
……
“It would be a great honor for me if my discussion could inspire everyone here.”
After saying this, he nodded and bowed slightly, and the audience burst into applause again.
"I couldn't hear what he was saying. I was just looking at his face."
"Me too, I didn't even look at the big screen behind him."
"But he was wearing a wedding ring. Ahhhh, I cried."
......
It was not until Fu Ruoshi finished his speech and stepped down from the stage that he heard some whispers about his appearance.
This is why he dislikes this face. It does not help his career at all, but has a counterproductive effect. He often talks for a long time but no one listens to what he says and they all look at his face.
Only when Wen Zhixia looked at him in a daze did he feel that his expression was not in vain.
Thinking of Wen Zhixia, he suddenly felt melancholy.
So I went to talk to some Asian junior and senior students in the front row to distract myself.
Just as they were talking about the company's recruitment situation, Liu Zhen suddenly ran in panting and handed him a cell phone.
"Mr. Fu, Madam." He said in a low voice.
The word "Madam" was deafening. When Fu Ruoshi heard it, his face changed slightly.
He pretended to be calm, then nodded politely to several of his junior classmates, "I'll be back later."
Watching his tall and straight figure disappear outside the auditorium, a group of younger students grabbed Liu Zhen and asked him questions non-stop.
"Mr. Liu, let's add each other on Facebook."
"Mr. Liu, could you please give my resume to Mr. Fu?"
"Mr. Liu, is Zhuo Rui in need of a boss lady?"
......
Special Assistant Liu reluctantly answered a few questions and fled.
As soon as I went out, I saw Fu Ruoshi standing next to the fountain, with a solemn expression and a lot on his mind.
No need to guess, you know it's the wife who is urging for a divorce.
Wen Zhixia: [Where are you?]
Fu Ruoshi answered truthfully: [In the United States.]
【When are you coming back? 】
Wen Zhixia sent, [There are still three days left, you won't not come back, right? ]
Fu Ruoshi's brows were furrowed and his fingers were shaking.
You can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day.
He was conflicted. Should he block her again?
He didn't respond for a long time, and Wen Zhixia sent him four more messages.
[Fu Ruoshi, it's okay if you find an excuse not to come back]
But from now on, I won't see you.
【I will move to a place you are not familiar with and start a new life】
You won't find me anymore