Jiang Chacha has been working with the new president for half a month.

The person Wen Huai chose is indeed very good, at least his business ability is much stronger than him.

That day, Wen Huaizhi's things were packed in cardboard boxes, and everyone originally thought that these miscellaneous things were basically useless, and Wen Huaizhi should not want them.

But you still have to call and ask first.

But I didn't expect Wen Huaizhi to be silent on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then said.

"Send it to me."

What should have been thrown away, he had people send it back.

Of course, this phone call was not made by Jiang Chacha, it was someone else, and what Wen Huaizhi said on the phone was also heard by someone else.

This was the last thing she heard, about Wen Huaizhi.

Later, although colleagues will still say a few words of nostalgia for the former president, as time goes by, everyone is slowly relieved, and slowly, more and more people mention the matter of Wen Huaizhi.

Even ginger tea tea doesn't think much about Wen Huaizhi.

But occasionally after the business, she stretched her waist and raised her head, and saw the handsome boy wearing glasses opposite, she would have the illusion that Wen Huaizhi was still here.

Everyone has their own life, and Jiang Cha Cha has also become accustomed to the fact that she has changed colleagues.

No one is stuck in the past.

Another month passed, and when I looked in the mirror, Jiang Chacha felt that her facial features were longer, gradually fading away from greenness, and her chin became sharper.

I heard that Wen Huaizhi's situation is not very good now.

His illegitimate son seems to have really broken down his relationship with his chaebol father, and there are rumors that his father is jealous of his edge and wants to send him abroad, and there are even dark rumors that he is going to send him to a mental hospital.

There are many sayings, and there are different opinions, and the secret of the wealthy family is a veil that many people want to unveil.

But about Wen Huaizhi, ginger tea and tea are all heard and seen on the news.

The two have become more and more distant, from the most hated person to the irrelevant one.

Later in the Christmas time.

She suddenly receives a message from a stranger.

- Merry Christmas.

Unknown numbers, anonymous messages.

I don't know who it is, Jiang Chacha thought about it, and after two hours, she politely sent a Merry Christmas message to the stranger opposite.

She, the vice president, is getting better and better, and she is becoming more and more calm.

Because I can't even work part-time, Jiang Chacha will simply work late in the student union every day.

One day, it rained heavily in December.

The area here belongs to the south and not the north and the south, and the cold in winter is a magical attack, and once it rains, the cold moisture will go straight into the down jacket.

Sitting in the office with the light on, Jiang Chacha also put a hot water bottle for himself next to it, and when it was cold, he put his hand on it to warm up, and next to the hot water bottle, there was also a pale pink wool glove quietly, and the snow-white fluff glowed white and warm under the lamp.

Suddenly, it rained heavily.

Jiang Chacha looked at the rain outside the window and felt that she was not in a hurry, so she waited for the rain to stop before leaving.

She's the last person to leave today.

Jiang Chacha felt that she had become a self-disciplined person like Wen Huaizhi, and now she seemed to understand the mood of that workaholic. Once you get bored and put into these things, you feel a little addicted and you will feel satisfied after everything is done.

She gradually understood Wen Huaizhi.

But when she was about to go home, she found that the spare umbrellas of the student council had been taken away, because no one expected that it would rain in the evening, so everyone took an umbrella with them.

By the time she went downstairs, the basket for the umbrella was empty.

She was standing at the gate, intending to wait for the rain to stop, when suddenly she found an umbrella in the corner.

This is not a spare umbrella for the student council.

The umbrella is very high-quality in workmanship, and it seems that someone left it on purpose.

Jiang Chacha picked it up and looked at it, looked left and right, and found no one. She simply didn't want to think about it, held the umbrella, and walked into the rain curtain.

Later, she used to walk at night at school, because she was always busy until late.

She was a little scared at first, but then she got used to it, besides, what is there to be afraid of at school?

On winter nights, only the street lights are still on the side of the road on the campus, and the night is quiet, only the sound of the wind and the leaves can be heard.

Jiang Chacha is used to walking at night, and she also likes the atmosphere of winter nights, as if her heart has been washed, leaving only a piece of tranquility.

It's just that sometimes, the campus sometimes makes weird noises, and at this time, she is very scared.

On this day, she walked around the campus as usual, and as she walked, she inexplicably heard a strange scream, similar to a child's cry.

Behind, something was suddenly frightened and ran out of the grass, and when she looked at it, it turned out to be a cat.

It turned out to be a cat barking.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until someone told her later that she knew that when she was walking at night during that time, Bian Jichen always followed silently behind, silently guarding her.