The voice just fell.
Noticing Sang Yan's worried expression, Wen Yifan instantly realized that what she meant was no different from "Your face is really too unsightly".
Moreover, she seems to have said this kind of thing more than once tonight.
Like a white-eyed wolf crossing a river and tearing down a bridge.
Wen Yifan decided to save the situation: "But even if you are disfigured—" Speaking of which, she felt that something was wrong, so she changed her mouth and said, "Even if you are disfigured for a short time, it will not affect your handsomeness at all."
Sang Yan looked at her blankly.
At this time, Wang Linlin happened to text her back to WeChat.
Wen Yifan looked down with an "ok" expression. She looked relieved and took the initiative to say, "My friend replied to me, then I'll go in first."
Sang Yan didn't answer, only pulled the corner of his lower lip.
"By the way," Wen Yifan said solemnly before parting, thinking of what happened tonight, "Anyway, even if you think it's an effort, I owe you a favor. If you need help in the future, you can come to me."
Sang Yan casually hummed, waved his hand casually, and returned to the car.
He glanced at the medicine bag on the passenger seat, then looked out the window again.
Watching Wen Yifan put the duffel bag on the suitcase, he grabbed the lever and walked slowly towards the gate of the community. Maybe because the luggage was a little heavy, she walked very slowly.
But never looked back.
Until her back completely disappeared from the field of vision, Sang Yan withdrew his sight. He was about to start the car, but when he recalled her situation just now, and the reaction of her friend's community and building number who couldn't tell for a long time, his movements stopped again.
Sang Yan lowered the window, put her elbows on the window, and did not leave immediately.
Reminds me of Wen Yifan in high school.
Because of her beautiful appearance, she is extremely flamboyant, and her temperament is quiet and does not like to talk. In the eyes of others, she is a person who is arrogant and difficult to get along with. So her popularity in the class is not very good.
Although, her temper is actually so good that she has no temper.
Over time, everyone got to know each other.
The classmates gradually understood what kind of person she was, and they became unscrupulous. In private, she was given the title of "Vase" - she can't do anything well, like she doesn't have any common sense in life, except for being pretty and dancing.
Sang Yan also didn't know if Wen Yifan at that time would cry if he encountered such a thing now.
But he can be sure that she will never be able to talk to him like she is now, as normal as if nothing happened. During this period of time, he didn't see her looking for anyone to comfort her.
I just want to express my gratitude to those who helped her.
As if there was no emotion at all.
Sang Yan lowered her eyes and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but was interrupted by a phone call.
He picked up the phone.
Su Hao'an's voice sounded from the other end: "Will you come to 'work overtime' tonight? If you come, just drive me over by the way. If you drive my car, what the hell am I driving! How can you get a girl if you don't have a car!"
Sang Yan: "Okay, I'll pay you back later."
Su Haoan: "But why did you suddenly leave?"
"I don't know?" Sang Yan sneered, "Is it my turn to mention it to you?"
"..." Su Haoan was silent for three seconds, then took the initiative to admit his mistake, "Alright, alright, I won't bring it next time, alright? They've already taken turns yin and yang and made me mad."
Sang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Su Haoan began to complain about himself again: "Then I fucking like squeaks, right? I'm interested in this type!"
"Finished?"
"Of course not," Su Haoan continued to complain, "Can you be patient with me, and coax me like I'm your future girlfriend? I'm in a very complicated mood right now."
"Bye."
Sang Yan cut off the phone, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and bit one in his mouth.
Just when he was about to find a lighter, Su Haoan called back again. He picked it up, turned on the interior lights, and rummaged through the storage box in front of him.
"You are too ruthless. I only have time to catch my breath and talk to you because my partner went to the toilet." Su Haoan reprimanded him, "How can you! You can! Say it! Just hang up!"
Sang Yan said "Oh": "I can hang up a second time."
"..." Su Haoan began to sigh, "Sigh, it's so tiring to coax women. I thought this Linlin was cute, why is it so annoying today?"
"Then don't talk about it."
"That's not good, it's so cool to fall in love."
"..." Sang Yan snorted, "You owe it."
While saying this, under the light of the lights, Sang Yan noticed a shiny thing under the passenger seat. He stopped looking, squinted, leaned over and picked it up.
Sang Yan straightened up and looked at the thing in his hand thoughtfully.
is a set of keys.
Wen Yifan waited at the door of Wang Linlin's house for about two hours.
It wasn't until twelve o'clock that Wang Linlin arrived late. When she saw Wen Yifan's appearance, she was a little surprised: "Xiaofan, what's the matter with you? Why are you so embarrassed."
Wen Yifan explained: "Something happened to the house where you lived before, and you came here suddenly and interrupted your appointment, making you come back early. I'm so sorry, Sister Lin."
"It's alright." Wang Linlin opened the door and sighed, "I could have come back earlier, but my boyfriend is so annoying, I'm sorry to keep you waiting here for a long time."
The two walked in together.
Wang Linlin: "It's not too early, you should pack up first. I'm too sleepy. I took a shower and fell asleep. If there are any precautions, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Wen Yifan nodded hurriedly.
Wang Linlin took two steps in the direction of the master bedroom, then turned back: "By the way, why did you come back today? The place where we eat is quite out of the way. I forgot to remind you when you left."
Wen Yifan: "Sang Yan just happened to be leaving, so I asked him to take him for a ride."
"You asked him?" As if hearing a big joke, Wang Linlin laughed suddenly, "Why didn't he take the initiative to take you?"
Wen Yifan didn't know the point of laughter in this matter, and was a little confused: "He doesn't need to carry me."
Wang Linlin shook her head with some sympathy: "Don't do this in the future, he doesn't know how happy he is in private now, and he is probably laughing at you with his friends."
Wen Yifan: "Huh?"
"After all, he couldn't catch you before. Now if you stick to him, he will definitely play with you for a while, and he will dump you when you get tired of it. You have to be careful yourself." Wang Linlin walked back and patted Her shoulders, "Trust me, I'm too experienced. There's no difference between these boys, they're all scumbags."
"… "
Wen Yifan wanted to say that he didn't plan to post backwards, but also felt that Sang Yan was not such a person.
After all, he doesn't even care about her now.
But Wen Yifan has always been too lazy to argue with others, only taking them as a kind reminder.
"I understand."
The shared tenancy with Wang Linlin is more harmonious than Wen Yifan imagined.
Because the two can hardly meet at home.
Wang Linlin's routine is very healthy, and she is very obsessed with beauty sleep. She sleeps eight hours a day. Unless forced, she must fall asleep before eleven o'clock. After waking up, she didn't make any noise, put on makeup and cleaned up and went out.
Because Wen Yifan was running the news, he was so busy that he didn't have time to stay at home, and his work and rest were upside down. For her, the residence is basically just a place to sleep.
The security here is good, and it is close to the company. There is not much difference between having roommates and no roommates.
For Wen Yifan, it was already the most perfect co-rental life in her imagination.
After knowing that Wen Yifan and Wang Linlin really lived together.
Su Tian asked her about this several times, and when she saw that she really felt good, she was completely relieved.
Every other week Wednesday afternoon.
Wen Yifan had just finished a phone call with an expert when Su Tian just came back from the pantry. She leaned over to Wen Yifan and chatted with her in a low voice: "I just heard that Wang Linlin is going to resign."
Wen Yifan was attracted and asked in surprise, "Really?"
"It should be true. Didn't she tell you that you lived with her?" Su Tian said, "It seems that she has already handed in her resignation, and she doesn't want to do it because of her recent state."
"How did you see it?"
"Every day she comes late and leaves early. The director is very dissatisfied with her during this period of time. If she doesn't resign, she will be fired sooner or later. I saw her pretend to check the information for a while today, and left without doing anything. "
Because of the frequent unpaid overtime, the working hours of the journalist industry are relatively free. If you are busy, you can work 24 hours all night, and you can come late and leave early when you are done.
Not very limited.
Although they stayed in the same office, some colleagues didn't see each other a few times a week.
Wen Yifan didn't pay too much attention to these things, and didn't think it was inappropriate: "Did she change jobs because she didn't want to run the news? After all, the basic salary is not enough to live on."
"Didn't she catch a rich second generation?" Speaking of this, Su Tian couldn't help but mention, "That rich second generation seems to be really rich, I saw Wang Linlin's car turned into a car a few days ago. Ferrari. She can't say anything but show off to me now."
Wen Yifan smiled: "Just listen."
Su Tian whispered, "Why can't I stand her squeamishness so much?"
Before Wen Yifan could reply, Fu Zhuang suddenly squeezed his head between the two of them, and said with a smile, "Whose squeamishness can't you stand?"
I don't know when he came back.
Su Tian was startled and pushed him away angrily: "Who else could it be! You!"
Fu Zhuang: "?"
Su Tian: "What are you eavesdropping on, go away, little brat."
"What little brat!" Fu Zhuang was instantly dissatisfied, using the beverage bottle in his hand as a microphone, "Aren't the three of us a 'Fan Fu Suzi' group? You two have to share any workplace gossip with me, and you can't isolate me!"
Su Tian was very happy: "What kind of a bad group name, did I agree to it?"
Fu Zhuang: "Isn't this nice?"
Wen Yifan smiled, did not participate in this topic, and continued to type on the keyboard.
Be silent.
Seeing that neither of them paid any attention to him, Fu Zhuang offered to ask: "Two sisters, do you have an appointment tonight? Do you want to spend a festival with Da Zhuang? To celebrate the first order of Da Zhuang's film, let's Let's have a party together!"
Su Tian patted his head: "Go home and drink milk by yourself, my sister has an appointment."
Fu Zhuang looked at Wen Yifan: "Then sister Yifan..."
Hearing his name, Wen Yifan raised his eyes, as if he didn't listen to them at all. Glancing at the drink in his hand, she reacted for a few seconds, and then pretended to perfunctory: "Thank you, I don't drink it."
"… "
After he finished speaking, Wen Yifan continued to think about the idea of the press release. Until the first draft was completed, she leaned back, rested against the back of the chair for a while, and turned on her phone to take a look.
The former landlord sent her a WeChat message two hours ago.
Landlord: [Xiao Wen, did you forget to leave me the key to the house?]
Wen Yifan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while.
On the night she moved out, she told the landlord on WeChat. A few days later, the landlord used WeChat to transfer the remaining rent and deposit back to her, and she never contacted her again.
She can't use this key either, and she hasn't thought about it at all.
Wen Yifan replied: [Yes, sorry. You see when you are free, I will bring it to you.]
Even though it was like this, Wen Yifan couldn't imagine where he had left the key.
Shouldn't it fall.
For some reason, Wen Yifan thought inexplicably about Zhong Siqiao's bracelet falling off at Sangyan's bar. When she thought that she should not be so unlucky, someone sent her two messages.
When he saw the name, Wen Yifan had a bad feeling.
She opened it subconsciously.
The first is a photo with the keys the landlord just asked her for.
The second one followed.
Sang Yan: [It is recommended not to use the second time in the same way.]