"What are you planning? I think you don't want to find a partner in the future." Jiang Ci really couldn't understand him.

Song Shaoyan said nothing.

"Oh, by the way, Ning An seems to be in the capital. Don't you plan to meet her?"

"What are you doing seeing her?"

"Yes, she is already an ex-wife." Jiang Ci sighed, "She is living a good life now. Last time I saw her taking her daughter to play in the amusement park, she was very happy."

Song Shaoyan was probably a little unhappy, he pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Jiang Ci kept talking, and sometimes told Song Shaoyan to take medicine on time and check up on time.

After finishing his coffee, Jiang Ci stood up: "I went out for a walk by myself. I haven't had time to have fun in the capital yet."

As soon as Jiang Ci left, the rooftop became much quieter, with only the gentle breeze blowing calmly.

The sun shines on Song Shaoyan's clean white shirt, making mottled traces of light and shadow, and his sharp-edged lines disappear into the light.

Song Shaoyan sat for a while and then left.

He asked the driver to take him to the university.

He didn't get out of the car, fearing that he would scare the students, and looked at the university campus through the window.

The car was driving slowly on the wide road. It was school time and there were not many people on the road. Some students were sitting under the tall trees, reading and memorizing English. They were full of energy and youth.

The corners of Song Shaoyan's lips gradually rose.

Familiar roads, familiar classrooms, familiar trees, every place is familiar.

When he was in college, he didn't spend much time in school, and he didn't attend all classes.

He has never been to the library. The Song family has its own private library, and the collection of books in it is enough for him to read.

There were many posters posted outside the school auditorium. Song Shaoyan sat in the car and looked at them one by one. They were all about lectures and performances. There was one tonight. Coincidentally, it was the welcome party held by the business school.

Autumn is another season when new students start school.

It is almost this time every year that we prepare for the New Year Party.

Today's auditorium is no longer what it was back then. It has been renovated, expanded, and renovated.

Song Shaoyan looked at the closed door of the auditorium, and the reunion party of that year appeared in front of his eyes.

Things are different and people are not the same.

"President, do you want to go down and take a look?" the driver stopped the car and asked cautiously.

"Go and ask if you can save a place for me at the welcome party tonight."

"Okay, CEO, I'll ask you right away."

The driver got out of the car.

Song Shaoyan was sitting alone in the car, his eyes scanning over the posters.

The window was open, and the wind from the campus blew on his face. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart sank a little bit.

More than ten years.

The campus was filled with a vigorous atmosphere that could not be felt in society. Song Shaoyan greedily enjoyed the pure tranquility, but he knew... he could never go back.

Not long after, the driver came back and said to Song Shaoyan: "President, I just asked, and the department head said he is welcome at any time."

Song Shaoyan nodded and did not speak again.

The driver took him for a walk around the campus again.

Many places had changed, and Song Shaoyan almost didn't recognize it.

There are young lovers walking on the street, making love to each other. The age of about 20 is really the most beautiful time, free, romantic, comfortable, and you can pursue everything you want.

It is no longer his regret not being able to study in France, nor is it his regret not being able to study architectural design.
Chapter completed!