Ex-wife, Please Come Back
Chapter 235 For What

Andrew put his hands in his pockets. He had done too many things in accordance with the rules, and now he was unwilling to continue to follow the rules.

"So every time I can't hold on, I will remind myself. Since I can't realize my own dream, I should let others' dreams come true. The art class and tutor class will always be open. Until I can't do it anymore." Andrew smiled. Even if he was not understood, he should try his best to keep smiling. Life would not be unfair to anyone who worked hard. Pain was only temporary, and what they obtained across the past would be eternal. "So I hope you can do what you like and stick to it. There is nothing that can't be overcome. When you feel that you can't bear it, think about why you insisted on staying here in the past."

After saying that, Andrew also bowed. He heard thunderous applause from the people present.

"Thank you, everyone. I wish you a good job." After saying that, Andrew waved his hand and sat down, it took courage to give a speech. Maybe by now, many people had forgotten their original goal.

But Andrew didn't forget it. He always knew what he should do and what he was doing.

He looked around and found that no one stood up. A quiet-looking man stood up.

The man wore a pair of glasses and his voice was very clear and gentle. "Nice to meet you again."

Jacob frowned and wondered who the man was. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that this man was Brandon Hou, who lived in the dormitory next door when they were in the University. Brandon was not a talkative man.

He searched his memory carefully and didn't remember anything about Brandon. He only remembered that Brandon was a gentle and elegant person. Jacob also took a look at Sara. He had thought that Sara would feel bored, but now she was listening with interest. Jacob was also stunned for a moment, and then he listened carefully. Maybe in the past, they were a group of people who only cared about what they thought, and everyone was self-centered.

But now, they were eager to listen to their peers' voices. Perhaps time had taught them to grow. It was true. Otherwise, how could everyone listen to it calmly and with keen interest now.

In the past, no one even listened to the professor, let alone their classmate. But now it was different. Everyone knew that the opportunity was rare and once missed, there would be no chance in the future.

"I'm introverted. I especially liked computer when I was in college. I had learned a lot of courses about computer, passed the exams and learned how to write code. Compared with most of my classmates, my college life is boring."

Brandon swallowed. Maybe he was introverted by nature, so it was not comfortable for him to talk in front of others now. Fortunately, everyone was looking at him with concentration, and no one did anything else, which gave Brandon confidence.

"After graduation, I think everyone will actively devote themselves to all walks of life. Perhaps few people's jobs will be related to their majors. I'm no exception. I went to a newly opened software company as soon as I graduated." After a pause, Brandon glanced at everyone present and felt a little relieved. After so many years of silence, today was probably the boldest day for him.

"You may feel that your career is very hard, and I feel the same after work. Because of the rapid evolution of the computer industry, the technology was updated quickly. I have to work and study every day. I get up at five every day, and sometimes get off work at one or two in the morning.

Brandon still smiled as if those things were pleasant. Most people wanted to see the optimistic side of others. If a person was too pessimistic, then he was destined not to be welcomed.

"I work hard, but my salary is not high. I have to work as hard as I can every day, and I like my job. You may think I'm bullied, but I think as long as I like it, I can overcome all the difficulties. In this world, there must be someone who really loves from all walks of life." Tears welled up in Brandon's eyes. This was not his life, but his dream. Being able to combine life with ideal was the happiest thing for him.

"But something happened to my family at the beginning of this year. My mother is sick, so I have to go home and accompany her to see a doctor. My work had been delayed and the money I had saved for so many years. I have spent all of it on my mother's treatment." Brandon stared blankly at a corner of the room. He didn't know why he mentioned it, but he always felt that he wanted to let others know.

After all, he didn't like to express himself. Today, he was going to be different from himself.

"Later I found that the most important thing for a person is his own health. For example, my mother is sick and can't eat anything delicious every day. She was hesitant to enjoy it before, but now she couldn't. How painful it should be if a person can't even eat anything." As Brandon spoke, he poked his own pocket, looking shy and cute. Like a big boy.

"In fact, after working for so many years, I also feel that there is something wrong with my health. I didn't sleep much every day, which led to my mental weakness. I often caught a cold and often got sick. I think ideal is nothing compared to health. Without health, even if there is an ideal, it is useless."

Brandon raised his voice. He just wanted to tell his classmates around him that sometimes he couldn't pay too big a price for mere trifles. But many people didn't know when they experienced it.

They felt that many things were more important than what they had, so many people wasted their health in the name of dreams. Finally they got sick and complained that life was so unfair.

Was it true? Brandon had been reflecting on himself. Maybe it was right to sacrifice for his ideal, but if he had to sacrifice his more important health, he had to consider it now.

"Now I've gone back to my hometown and got a job as a civil servant, and the job is about computer. So I came here after a long journey. Many people said that I went back home because I couldn't live in a big city anymore, and many people said that I wanted to live a comfortable life at home and wait for death. Ha ha."

Brandon burst into laughter, tears welling up in his eyes. He felt bitter in his heart, but who could see it. Wasn't this the life he had chosen? How could it be bitter? Even if it was bitter, he would finish it with a smile.

"I don't care about them at all. And some people who know me well asked me why I gave up the job with a monthly salary of tens of thousands and went home to have a job with monthly salary of four thousand. Did I have any new idea? Guys, guess why I did that." Brandon glanced at everyone expectantly.

"For your family?"

"For health?"

"In order to change a way of life?"

"To reflect on yourself?"

All kinds of guesses came out one after another, and only Jacob looked at Brandon with appreciation. Perhaps, among all the people here, Brandon was the only one who was the wise.

Even Jacob himself couldn't see through things, but Brandon could. Was there had a huge gap between the salary of four thousand and forty thousand? Perhaps everyone present should think about it.

"You are right, but not completely right. Maybe it's all because of these reasons, or maybe I just want to change a life to prove myself. But that's not what I want to say the most. Even if I haven't been rich or powerful, I've already looked down upon a lot." Brandon narrowed his eyes. The people here used to be full of expectations and dreams, but now? How many people really had a dream?

No one knew, but Brandon was sure that he had never forgotten his original intention. Every time he looked back, he never regretted what he had done. He just thought about what would happen if he didn't do that.

"There is nothing like shared-feelings, so you don't know why I made such a decision. I just don't want to be noble in front of others. I just want to live a simple and happy life with my family. Capable people don't have to be ambitious, but they have to have the ability to earn a living by their own."

Brandon knew that there was no shared-feelings in this world, so he naturally did not want to be understood by everyone present. He just hoped that someone could hear his heart.00000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐