Seeing his expression, Wen Yifan suddenly realized that the situation seemed to smell of gunpowder unknowingly.
But Wen Yifan had no intention of arguing with him, and he didn't know what words he said made him unhappy. She didn't have any emotion for Sang Yan herself, and the anger was only aimed at Wang Linlin.
"No, you don't have to worry." Wen Yifan paused and said calmly, "How dare I hit you."
"… "
"I don't mind, I just want to explain the situation to you." Wen Yifan said, "I don't know what I said to make you unhappy. But it happened suddenly, and I'm still a little bit more. Can't react."
"And I don't think the two of us are in a good mood right now, and it's not too early." Wen Yifan thought for a while, and then said, "Otherwise, you'll stay tonight. We'll both think about it later. Come on, we'll talk to you after I get off work tomorrow."
Sang Yan still looked at her and said nothing.
Wen Yifan: "Shared tenancy is not a trivial matter, and we can't make a decision right now. After all, if you think it's suitable for you today, but you can't accept it tomorrow and want to move, it's also a very troublesome thing for me."
Another moment of silence.
Wen Yifan really wanted to go to sleep, but he didn't want to worry about anything at the moment. Sitting here for an extra second feels like I'm wasting my sleep time. She was a little impatient: "Then you can think about it for a while, I'll go first-"
I will go to bed.
"Okay." Sang Yan interrupted her suddenly, with an emotionless voice, "What time do you get off work tomorrow."
"Not necessarily." Wen Yifan paused, "I'll try to be back before eight o'clock."
Sang Yan raised his eyes and hummed softly.
As soon as the words fell, Wen Yifan immediately felt a sense of forgiveness. She stood up and pointed inside: "Then you can sleep in the master bedroom tonight. But there's nothing in it, you have to make your own bed."
Saying that, she looked at Sang Yan's suitcase: "You should have brought sheets and quilts, right?"
Sanyan didn't answer.
Wen Yifan didn't ask again, "Then I'll take a shower and go to bed. You should go earlier too."
Afterwards, Wen Yifan went back to his room, took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom. She was so sleepy that her eyes started to hurt, and it spread to the point where her head was about to burst. But she couldn't take a shower any faster.
When Wen Yifan came out, Sang Yan was nowhere to be seen in the living room.
His suitcase was still in its original position.
The door to the master bedroom was closed as usual, no movement was heard, and it was unknown if he had entered.
Wen Yifan hesitated, but still didn't call him.
Before going to bed, Wen Yifan glanced at his phone.
Wang Linlin sent her a few WeChat messages not long ago.
Wang Linlin: [Xiao Fan, I'm sorry. I've just been sleeping, so the tone may not be very good. I know this is something I didn't handle properly, I've already asked my boyfriend about it. He told me he didn't think too much, but we know it's not appropriate to give the key directly, I'm really embarrassed to scare you.]
Wang Linlin: [He said he would make it clear to Sang Yan, and let me apologize to you for him too.]
Wang Linlin: [Don't be angry... Also, that Ferrari is my cousin's car, don't get me wrong. [/Kiss] You have to help me keep this matter a secret, don't tell my boyfriend, he doesn't like me interacting with my cousin very much.]
Wen Yifan did not reply, but recalled what happened today.
She didn't know whether her anger with Wang Linlin was too much, but she couldn't restrain her emotions at that time because she was afraid.
If the person who came today is not Sang Yan.
If Wang Linlin gave the key to another man, someone like her previous neighbor, would she still be able to sleep in this bed so safe and sound.
Wen Yifan sighed.
No matter what, Wen Yifan no longer wanted to interact with Wang Linlin.
Wen Yifan began to think about sharing a lease with Sang Yan.
After calming down, think about it again.
She suddenly felt that this matter did not seem to be difficult to accept. She doesn't have high requirements for roommates. Of course, the same sex is the best choice, but it doesn't matter if the opposite sex has a good personality.
Although Sang Yan was a bit rude, Wen Yifan still believed in him very much.
In addition, he didn't want to live for a long time, but only for three months, which gave her a buffer period to find a new roommate who was suitable and could share with her for a long time.
But Wen Yifan felt that.
After a night of precipitation, according to Sang Yan's previous attitude towards her, he should not be willing to face her day and night.
The next morning, Wen Yifan was awakened by a phone call.
She didn't look at the caller ID and picked it up in a daze. Accidentally heard her mother Zhao Yuandong's laughing voice from the other end: "A Jiang."
Wen Yifan's eyelids moved, and he hummed.
Zhao Yuandong called her nickname.
Wen Yifan happened to be Shuangjiang on the day she was born. At that time, before her name could be chosen, her father called her "Little Shuangjiang" temporarily. Later, I got a name, but I got used to it, so I just used it as a nickname.
When she was a little older, the nickname gradually evolved into the word "A Jiang".
But this nickname, except for the few people in the family, it seems that no one else will call her that.
Zhao Yuandong: "Are you sleeping? Does mom want to call you later?"
Wen Yifan: "It's okay, I'm awake."
"Is it cold in Yihe? You remember to wear more clothes. I checked the weather forecast. It's minus ten to twenty degrees over there. It looks scary." Zhao Yuandong said with concern, "Don't catch a cold."
"it is good."
Zhao Yuandong sighed: "You haven't called your mother for a long time."
"Ah." Wen Yifan blurted out, "I've been too busy recently."
"I know you're busy, so I don't dare to call to disturb you. But it's almost New Year's Eve," Zhao Yuandong said, "I'll ask you, will you be back this year?"
"..." Wen Yifan asked as if he didn't respond, "Where are you going back?"
There was silence on the other end, and after a few seconds, the voice became unnatural: "Where are you going? Go back to mom. Mom hasn't seen you for many years, and your Uncle Zheng also wants to see you."
Wen Yifan opened his eyes and said gently, "I thought you asked me to go to Uncle's place."
Hearing her words, Zhao Yuandong smiled: "I don't necessarily want you to come to me, you can go to your uncle's place if you want."
"I'd rather go to your place," Wen Yifan opened his eyes, his tone was gentle and not offensive, "but have you mentioned it to Zheng Kejia? She is willing to let me live with you during the Spring Festival?"
—Silence again.
Just like this sudden question, it's just a casual courtesy. It never occurred to her that she would agree.
The corners of Wen Yifan's lips curled up, and he quickly said, "I'm joking with you, I'm not going anywhere."
Before Zhao Yuandong could speak again, the conversation between the two was interrupted by a crisp and lively girl: "Mom, come here quickly! How can you choose this orange!"
It seems to break the embarrassment, and it seems to intensify it.
Just listening to the tone, Wen Yifan could guess that it was Zheng Kejia: "Hey! Why are you on the phone? I won't accompany you to buy things in the future!"
"Okay! Come on now!" Zhao Yuandong responded and whispered, "A Jiang, Mom will call you back later."
Before she could say a word, Zhao Yuandong hung up the phone.
in a hurry.
It seems that he is afraid of annoyed the little ancestor.
Wen Yifan threw the phone aside, turned over, and tried to struggle to fall asleep.
She wasn't emotionally affected by the phone call, but she couldn't sleep well either.
Wen Yifan is a typical person who finds it difficult to fall back asleep after being woken up, although she is still very sleepy. She picked up the phone again, checked the time, and simply got up.
When I was about to go to the bathroom to wash, I suddenly saw the suitcase in the living room.
Didn't move around overnight.
Wen Yifan was a little puzzled when he remembered what happened last night.
Doesn't Sang Yan have to take a bath with clothes
Wen Yifan didn't care too much, he quickly finished washing up, went back to his room and changed his clothes before going out. When she walked to the entrance to put on her shoes, she glanced at her and suddenly found that Sang Yan's shoes were missing.
If it wasn't for the fact that Sang Yan's suitcase was still there, Wen Yifan would have assumed that he didn't plan to share the lease and left.
Wen Yifan hesitated for a while before making up his mind to knock on the door of the master bedroom. After waiting for a while, nothing happened. She knocked three more times, and then said, "Am I in?"
Waited a while longer.
Wen Yifan twisted the doorknob and carefully pushed it in.
It was empty inside, with only a mattress on the bed, and no trace of anyone sleeping on it. It was no different from the day Wang Linlin left, but because there was no one living there, a little dust fell on the table.
Wen Yifan went out.
On the way to the company, take the subway.
Although Wen Yifan felt that there was nothing wrong with his actions in this matter, Sang Yan didn't choose to stay last night, which still gave her a very inhumane feeling.
It's as if the matter he proposed to let him live in tonight was just an illusion, or the attitude he mentioned was so bad that the other party's self-esteem simply couldn't accept it.
She seems to have become a villain.
After thinking about it, Wen Yifan still sent him a WeChat message.
[Where did you sleep yesterday?]
After the news went out, Sang Yan didn't reply until Wen Yifan arrived at the unit.
After that, she didn't have time to think about it, and she was busy until lunch at two o'clock in the afternoon, when she had time to catch her breath. When Wen Yifan looked at his phone again, Sang Yan still didn't reply half a word.
With his attitude, Wen Yifan didn't know if the conversation tonight would still be possible.
Wen Yifan could only say one more sentence: [Where are we talking today?]
Wen Yifan: [In the house, or an appointment?]
This time Sang Yan replied faster.
Before Wen Yifan finished his lunch, he replied: [At eight o'clock in the evening, your house.]
Wen Yifan: "..."
Why the fuck does this look so ambiguous
Staring at the news, Wen Yifan felt that nothing was right. But it doesn't seem to be very good not to reply. In the end, she simply bite the bullet, pretending to be focused and returning an "ok" expression.
…
Before leaving get off work, Qian Weihua suddenly threw a clue to Wen Yifan and asked her to write a press release as soon as possible. She spent some time on this, and it was almost eight o'clock when she left the company.
Afraid that Sang Yan would be impatient, Wen Yifan informed him in advance.
It was just after half past eight when I got to the door.
Wen Yifan opened the door and walked in.
It was pitch black inside, and Sang Yan had not come back.
Putting the key on the shoe cabinet, Wen Yifan lowered his eyes and suddenly noticed that Wang Linlin's key was also on it at this time. She paused, took it in her hand and stared at it.
It never occurred to me that Sang Yan didn't even take the key.
Wen Yifan didn't think much about it, he sat by the coffee table and boiled a pot of water.
The living room was a little quiet, Wen Yifan simply turned on the TV. As the water boiled, the doorbell rang. She got up to open the door.
Sang Yan stood outside with her pockets in, and changed into a dark jacket that looked like new. His eyes were blue-gray, as if he had stayed up all night, and his expression was a little sleepy.
Wen Yifan greeted him, and then made room for him: "Sit first."
Sang Yan didn't answer, and walked in on her own.
The two sat back to where they were yesterday.
Wen Yifan poured him a glass of warm water, and before cutting to the subject, he said a few words casually: "Where did you sleep last night? I don't think you slept in the master bedroom."
Sang Yan took the water, but didn't drink it: "Hotel."
Wen Yifan was a little surprised: "Aren't you too lazy to go?"
Sang Yan said indifferently, "I don't have the habit of sleeping in other people's houses."
"… "
Probably what he meant by that.
I haven't decided whether he wants to live in or not last night, so this house can only be regarded as Wen Yifan's home. If he had stayed at that time, he would have tacitly accepted that he was a poor homeless creature who had accepted her charity.
"Just sleep well." Wen Yifan took a sip of water and said softly, "Then let's start talking? Did you understand what I told you yesterday?"
"Um."
Wen Yifan asked, "Have you considered it?"
Sang Yan glanced at her and asked back, "Have you considered it?"
Wen Yifan: "Well, I don't have too many demands on my roommates. There's no problem with personality, and it's fine without interfering with each other. And don't you only live for three months? It won't take long."
Sang Yan raised her eyebrows: "Are you so assured of me?"
Wen Yifan was stunned: "There's nothing to worry about."
Sang Yan smiled and said slowly, "But I'm not very worried about you."
"… "
Then you stop.
He was a little speechless about his behavior that was inseparable from self-indulgence, and Wen Yifan endured it: "I basically don't communicate with my roommates at home, but when I lived with Wang Linlin before. If you don't worry, you are in the room. Just lock the door when the time comes.”
She doesn't care about eight thousand locks.
Sang Yan raised her eyebrows a little, but didn't say anything about this.
Wen Yifan asked again: "If you can accept it, then let's talk about the precautions for co-tenancy."
Sang Yan: "What to talk about?"
"The first thing is the rent and the deposit," Wen Yifan was very businesslike. "When Wang Linlin moved out, he pushed the landlord's WeChat business card to me. The contract was signed in Wang Linlin's name alone, and it will expire in half a year."
Wen Yifan: "The rent is paid monthly, 5,000 per month. The deposit is one month's rent, and now I am paying in advance. Since you have moved here, we should share the money equally?"
Sang Yan said lazily, "Yes."
"Then I'll make it clearer to you." Wen Yifan bent down, took out a notebook from under the coffee table, and wrote numbers on it, "I live in the second bedroom now, and what you want to live in next is Wang Linlin's previous residence. The master bedroom will have a bathroom. So your rent is higher than mine, three thousand a month."
Speaking of this, Wen Yifan stopped and looked up: "Can you accept this?"
Sang Yan propped her face in one hand, put her eyes on her, and listened loosely.
"Um."
In a separate space, because of talking, the distance between the two is also close.
"Utilities and electricity bills are paid with a passbook. I went to get the running water some time ago," Wen Yifan pulled his hair behind his ear and looked at the passbook. "There are more than 800 in it now."
After that, Wen Yifan said, "In that case, you can transfer five thousand nine to me first."
While saying this, Wen Yifan looked up at him.
Sang Yan retracted his eyes: "Okay."
"In addition, after all, living together, many things cannot be clearly divided. We will also share the cost of living consumables? I will make a list for you tomorrow. But if you don't mean it, we will use it separately. Anyone can."
Sang Yan didn't bother to take care of this mess at all: "Just report the number to me after the calculation."
"Money is probably like this." Wen Yifan said, "I don't have any experience in co-renting with the opposite sex, so I don't have any experience either. Although you only live for three months, let's talk about our requirements in advance, okay?"
Sang Yan cooperated: "You said."
"My sleep quality is very poor. So the first rule is, I hope you don't make any big noise during your normal rest time, which is 10 pm to 9 am the next morning. I won't interfere at other times. ."
He spoke as if he could only jump one word at a time: "Okay."
Thinking of the difference between men and women, Wen Yifan added: "Second, pay attention to hygiene, clean up the dirty places yourself, and don't dress too revealing in public areas."
Hearing the word "exposed", Sang Yan snorted softly: "You think beautifully."
"… "
"The last one." Wen Yifan didn't take the time to argue with him, "Before you bring your friends back, you must ask them for their opinions. Whether it is the opposite sex or the same sex."
Speaking of this, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered something: "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Sang Yan raised her eyes: "Huh?"
"If you have any," Wen Yifan reminded, "you have to tell your partner about this in advance. If she minds—"
"Don't worry, no." Sang Yan hooked her lower lip, her tone not serious, "But you don't have to be too happy."
Wen Yifan: "?"
Sang Yan: "For the time being, I don't want to fall in love yet."
"… "
"Okay, then if you find someone during our shared lease, we'll talk about it again." Wen Yifan added, "I'll mention it to you when I find it."
Sang Yan's lips were stiff.
Wen Yifan couldn't think of any other requirements: "That's all I have for the time being. Tell me what your requirements are."
"I can't think of it." Sang Yan said perfunctorily, "I'll talk about it when I think of it."
Wen Yifan nodded: "Then I—"
Sang Yan: "Which room do I sleep in?"
"The master bedroom is the furthest you go to. Wang Linlin cleaned up the room when she left." After a long time, Wen Yifan realized the most important point, "You go first to see if the talisman meets your requirements, if it doesn't work, now It’s too late to book another hotel.”
"… "
Sang Yan hummed, got up and walked inside.
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as though he had solved a big problem. She walked back to her room and rummaged through the closet for a change of clothes. Just as he was about to go out, he hesitated, and then covered his underwear with clothes.
At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked.
Wen Yifan had to put his clothes back and walked over to open the door: "What's wrong? Is it inappropriate?"
"Well." Sang Yan leaned against the edge of the door and raised her chin towards the master bedroom, "You move over there."
Wen Yifan didn't react too much: "Are you going to stay in my room?"
Sanyan hummed again.
Wen Yifan's room had nothing to hide, so he simply turned his body to one side and gave him enough space to look in: "Is the master bedroom not meeting your requirements? But the conditions of the second bedroom are definitely not as good as the master bedroom. "
Sang Yan casually swept in circles and nodded.
It's still the same sentence: "You move there."
"… "
Wen Yifan gradually came to an uncertain answer.
Does he think 3,000 yuan is expensive
Wen Yifan stood still and said vaguely, "The rents for the two rooms are different."
Although she felt embarrassed to say this, because of economic conditions, she still had to mention: "That's right, I'm still in the probation period and rely on subsidies to eat. Two thousand yuan is my limit."
Sang Yan's lips twitched: "I didn't ask you to give more."
"It's not a question of whether you want me to pay more," Wen Yifan said. "Whoever pays more will have a better room. This is a tacit and fair thing."
"It's up to me to decide which room is in better condition." Sang Yan said lazily and turned around, "It's not the house, understand?"
"… "
"And can you be reasonable?" Sang Yan said slowly, "Since I pay more, I should choose which room to live in first, right?"
"Okay." Wen Yifan couldn't understand what he was thinking, so he couldn't help asking, "Why don't you live in that room?"
"Huh? No reason." Sang Yan calmly said, "I just want to find something for you to do."
"… "
After a few seconds, Sang Yan said again: "That room smells too bad."
I don't know if it's bullshit or the truth.
…
Wen Yifan didn't have a lot of things, and the two rooms were only two meters apart. After moving back and forth a few times, he was finished. During this period, Sang Yan was sitting on the chair, looking like an uncle, without the slightest intention to help.
When he took the last thing, Wen Yifan suggested: "Then, in this case, we will use the two toilets in the house separately? I'll take out my things later."
Maybe thinking that this matter is basically over, Sang Yan just raised her eyes and ignored her.
Wen Yifan took him by default and walked out. After going to the public guard to get her own toiletries, she went back to the room.
I was busy moving things and didn't pay much attention to it, but now Wen Yifan can smell it, there is indeed a smell in the room. But it doesn't smell bad. It is the smell of the fire-free aromatherapy used by Wang Linlin.
It seems that this young master can't stand this scent
Wen Yifan wanted to go and tell him that the main thing was to ventilate it, and the smell would dissipate in a few days.
But I saw something messy all over the place.
Thinking of moving again, she was silent for a moment, but chose to give up.
After taking a shower, when Wen Yifan came out of the bathroom, a flash of thought flashed in his mind—it would be nice to have a bathroom in the room, and she didn't need to covertly take her underwear to take a shower.
Looking at the messy room, Wen Yifan had a headache, and after drying his hair, he started to make the bed.
Just after laying the sheets, Wen Yifan heard the phone ring.
She reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, turned on the screen, and found that it was Alipay's transfer reminder.
—Sang Yan transfers 13,000 yuan to you.
Seeing this amount, Wen Yifan was stunned.
It was quickly realized that Sang Yan thought it was too much trouble, so she directly gave her three months' rent plus a deposit and utility bills. But in this way, if you want to round it up, giving her 12,000 is enough.
What is the extra thousand for
Thinking of this, Wen Yifan thought of the "consumables" he said later.
She didn't buy anything recently, only the washing machine in the house was too old and went out of work. At that time, after discussing with Wang Linlin, Wen Yifan bought a new washing machine in a joint venture with her.
Wang Linlin left after a few uses. When Wen Yifan refunded her the deposit, he simply returned the money to her.
Wen Yifan didn't want to take advantage of Sang Yan, so he took a screenshot of the list and calculated it with his mobile phone calculator.
After finishing the calculation, he transferred the extra money back to him according to the numbers above.
While sending it out, she suddenly felt something was wrong and picked up the phone again.
…
the other side.
Hearing the phone ringing on the bed, Sang Yan threw the towel over and bent over to pick it up.
—Wen Yifan transfers 520 yuan to you.