Although according to Zheng Kejia's temperament that she can't hide anything, Wen Yifan never thought that she could pretend that nothing happened. But she didn't think about it, it's less than half an hour, Zheng Kejia has already reported the matter.
Just after leaving the hospital, Wen Yifan received a call from Zhao Yuandong.
Zhao Yuandong's voice came along with the sound of electricity, and her tone was a little hesitant: "A Jiang, I just heard Jiajia say that she saw you at the city hospital? Have you returned to Nanwu?"
Wen Yifan walked towards the bus stop opposite and hummed.
As soon as the sound fell, both of them fell silent.
Zhao Yuandong sighed and said nothing more: "How long have you been back?"
Wen Yifan: "Not long."
Zhao Yuandong: "Are you planning to settle down in Nanwu in the future?"
Wen Yifan paused for a few seconds and said honestly, "I don't know."
"Let's decide later, Nanwu is fine. Mom is not at ease when you are outside alone." Zhao Yuandong said, "Also, if you have a holiday during the New Year, go home and celebrate with your mother, don't be alone. Been outside."
"Um."
Zhao Yuandong rambled: "Nanwu has cooled down again recently, remember to wear more clothes, don't forget to eat because of work, and be kind to yourself, you know?"
Wen Yifan sat on a chair at the bus stop and listened absently, "Okay."
Another long silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Yifan faintly heard a choking sound from the other end.
Her eyelashes moved.
"Ah Jiang," Zhao Yuandong's voice gradually became a little choked when he said this, "Mom knows that you blame me, but I really haven't fulfilled my responsibility as a mother all these years... I've been dreaming of you for the past two days. Dad, he's also blaming—"
"You can say anything," Wen Yifan interrupted her, "but can you forget about my dad."
"… "
Realizing that his emotions seemed to be rising, Wen Yifan lowered his eyes again, and immediately calmed down: "Don't cry, I'm doing well. If I have time, I'll go to your place."
Zhao Yuandong was silent.
Wen Yifan smiled: "And you've done a good job of being a mother."
- Just not to me.
Just as the bus came, Wen Yifan stood up, said goodbye to the other end, and hung up the phone. She got into the car, found a place to sit, and stared at the blurred light and shadow outside the car's driving window.
Mind gradually let go.
Slowly, little by little, digest all negative emotions.
It's like there is an invisible hand that can hollow it out.
It's like, it can only be piled up and pressed in an invisible place.
While getting off.
Wen Yifan also adjusted his mood.
Maybe it was because he slept long enough today that Wen Yifan was full of energy all day.
After coming out of the police station, she returned to the TV station and spent the afternoon in the editing room listening to the transcripts written over the same period. After finishing the writing, she continued to cut the film. After returning to the office, I finished writing a lot of manuscripts that I had accumulated before.
The people around came and went, and gradually she was the only one left.
Look at the time again, it's almost eleven o'clock.
Wen Yifan was taken aback for a moment, then got up to pack his things and quickly left the unit. Because it was late, there were not many passers-by on the street, and the road was quiet and heavy.
She trotted to the subway station, gasping for breath, catching the last train over the sound of the announcement.
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.
There were not many people in the subway station at this point, so Wen Yifan found a place to sit down.
She flipped through her phone.
Suddenly noticed that two hours ago, Zhao Yuandong transferred 3,000 yuan to her bank card.
Wen Yifan pursed his lips and turned back to her directly.
…
It was almost half past eleven when we got home.
She entered the door, lowered her head and took off her shoes. When she looked up, she happened to meet Sang Yan lying on the sofa.
"… "
Wen Yifan suddenly envied his life a little.
When she went out, he was lying on the sofa.
After she came back from a busy day outside, he was still lying on the sofa.
Like a homeless man with nothing to do but money.
At this time, the TV in the living room was on, and there was an unnamed family ethics drama playing.
Sang Yan didn't look up, probably just listening to the background music. He held the game in his hand, and the sound seemed to be playing a game. The volume of the phone is also turned up so loud that it mixes with the sound of the TV.
Wen Yifan didn't remind him.
I plan to take a shower first, and if his "sense of presence" is still so high after coming out, send another WeChat message to let him calm down a bit. Across the screen, it should be considered to give him some face.
Wen Yifan was about to go to the room.
Sang Yan raised her eyes again and called her: "Hello."
Not knowing what kind of demon this eldest young master is going to be, Wen Yifan hesitantly stood still: "What's wrong?"
Sang Yan's words came suddenly: "What about me?"
Wen Yifan: "Huh?"
Sang Yan continued to play games, while casually talking to her: "There is a problem."
"… "
Wen Yifan wanted to complain.
do you have only one
"I have a very strong sense of security. Before going to bed, the door of the house must be locked," Sang Yan paused for a few seconds, then looked straight at her, "otherwise I won't be able to sleep."
His expression and the meaning in his words seemed to be condemning her.
Because of her, it affects his normal rest
"I also have the habit of locking the door when I get home," Wen Yifan discussed with him. "If you are sleepy, just go to bed first. If I get home later than you, I will lock the door. You don't have to worry about being unsafe."
"What I'm saying is," Sang Yan was lying half-lying, looking at her having to raise her head, but still looking arrogant, "Go to bed, before."
"..." Wen Yifan reminded, "I made it clear to you before we shared a lease. I will often work overtime at work, which is very irregular. You have accepted it."
"Yes." Sang Yan said calmly, "so you won't be back before ten o'clock in the future, please let me know in advance."
silence.
Wen Yifan asked, "Is it useful to just say it?"
"Of course not, this is our respect for each other." Sang Yan said, "Otherwise, if you don't come home all night, wouldn't I be able to lock the door all night, and spend the night in fear and anxiety."
"… "
Wen Yifan really felt that he really had a lot of things to do from day to night.
Thinking it was just a sentence, Wen Yifan didn't argue with him: "Okay, I'll tell you in advance when I get back later."
After speaking, she was about to go back to her room.
Sang Yan said again: "There is more."
Wen Yifan said with a good temper, "Is there anything else?"
"Business," Sang Yan said succinctly, "can you help?"
"… "
Wen Yifan hadn't discussed this with Zhong Siqiao and the others. She wanted to refuse directly, but she thought about Sang Yan's twenty dollars. She swallowed back the words in her mouth and changed her mouth: "Is it really only nine or nine?"
"… "
In the end, Sang Yan was relieved.
I gave her the most friendly price.
- 10% off.
Wen Yifan didn't know what happened to him, but he agreed.
Back in the room, Wen Yifan turned on his phone.
Just happened to see Zhong Siqiao and Xiang Lang chatting in the small group of the three of them, and they were talking about the gathering the day after tomorrow. Wen Yifan's fingertips stayed on the screen for a long time, deeply regretting that he had accepted this because of a flash of gratitude.
Wen Yifan bite the bullet: [Would you like to go to 'work overtime'?]
Zhong Siqiao: [Huh? Isn't that the one we went back to?]
Zhong Siqiao: [Sang Yan that bar?]
Wen Yifan: [Yes.]
Zhong Siqiao: [Why go there, we've all been there once.]
Zhong Siqiao: [I want to change one this time!]
Xiang Lang: [Sang Yan?]
Xiang Lang: [He has opened a bar.]
Wen Yifan: [Because.]
Wen Yifan: [… ]
Wen Yifan: [Let me tell you something.]
Xiang Lang: [What?]
Zhong Siqiao: [Speak.]
Wen Yifan: [I told you about the shared roommate that I found.]
Wen Yifan: [It's Sang Yan.]
"… "
The group seemed to stand still for a moment.
Xiang Lang: [?]
Zhong Siqiao: [? ? ?]
Zhong Siqiao: [I rely on? ? ? Do you two live together?]
Zhong Siqiao: [My impression of him is still stagnant that he asked you to take back his coat as a souvenir.]
Zhong Siqiao: [What! What! back! thing!]
Zhong Siqiao: [Such as! Reality! trick! Come!]
Wen Yifan: [I'll tell you when we meet.]
Wen Yifan: [Go? He said he would give us a friendship discount.]
Zhong Siqiao: [Discount, then I agree.]
Zhong Siqiao: [How much do you play?]
Wen Yifan: [… ]
Wen Yifan: [Eight or nine.]
Zhong Siqiao: [… ]
Xiang Lang: [… ]
Zhong Siqiao: [You tell him to go away.]
Zhong Siqiao: [Take someone to take advantage of! Only an idiot believes in his friendship! ! !]
Wen Yifan: [… ]
Wen Yifan: [I agree.]
Xiang Lang: [… ]
Zhong Siqiao: [… ]
Although they were not interested in the offer offered by Sanyan, it was not easy for Wen Yifan to go back on his promises. In the end, they could only set the meeting place at the overtime bar.
Thursday night.
When Wen Yifan was about to go out, Sang Yan happened to come out of the room. He changed into a dark windbreaker jacket and was zipping the zipper around his neck.
"We should go after dinner," Wen Yifan wasn't sure if he helped to stay on stage, so he took the initiative to mention, "I'll just tell the waiter my name then, right?"
Sang Yan glanced at her: "report me."
Wen Yifan snorted: "Thank you then."
Xiang Lang's call came in just at this moment.
Wen Yifan picked it up and walked to the entrance to put on his shoes: "Are you there yet?"
"It's at the gate of your community," Xiang Lang said in a clear voice with a smile. "Don't let it go in. Can you come out by yourself? You can see us as soon as you come out."
"Okay." Wen Yifan said, "then wait, I'll come out now. Soon."
"It's okay, no hurry." Xiang Lang said, "Take your time."
"What's not to worry about!" Zhong Siqiao's voice came from the other end of the phone, noisy, "Wen Yifan! Hurry up! I'm going to starve to death!"
"Then bear with me," Wen Yifan took the key and smiled, "I'm going to save your life now."
When Wen Yifan was about to close the door when he walked out of the house, he found that Sang Yan was going out too, and was standing behind her now. She paused, nodded at him, then walked to the elevator and waited for the elevator, then hung up the phone.
The sound of Sang Yan closing the door came from behind.
The two entered the elevator.
The elevator closes.
Wen Yifan pressed the "1" floor, stopped, and asked him, "Press minus one for you?"
Sang Yan put his pockets in and stood there, and said leisurely, "No need."
Silence returned.
Wen Yifan walked out until he reached the first floor.
I don't know why he didn't drive out today, Wen Yifan didn't care. Afraid that they would wait for a long time, she glanced at the time, and her walking speed gradually accelerated.
Just got out of the neighborhood.
Wen Yifan saw the two of them at a glance, just as Xiang Lang said on the phone. She hasn't seen Xiang Lang for years, but he hasn't changed much.
Xiang Lang's appearance is rather delicate, wearing a long brown coat and pair of thin-rimmed glasses, looking gentle.
Zhong Siqiao stood beside him.
Both of them are outside the car at the moment.
Besides, there was a tall and strong man standing near them.
Wen Yifan fixed his eyes.
It's Su Hao'an.
The three were chatting at this time, and the atmosphere seemed very warm.
Just when Wen Yifan wondered why Su Haoan was here, he suddenly thought of Sang Yan who didn't drive out today. She looked back subconsciously, and there was a distance between the two.
He just came out of the small door.
It was Xiang Lang who discovered Wen Yifan first.
He smiled brightly and waved to Wen Yifan: "Yifan, come here quickly."
Seeing Sang Yan behind him, Su Haoan also said, "Did you two go out together?"
The eyes of the three people in front of them all fell on Wen Yifan.
"… "
Anyway, they all knew about the shared lease between the two, and Wen Yifan didn't realize anything, and said calmly, "Yes."
"Hey," Su Haoan took the initiative to invite, "Since we just met, let's go have a meal together. Xiang Lang, do you remember, we used to be at the same table!"
Xiang Lang smiled: "Remember."
Zhong Siqiao responded readily: "Then let's go together, we'll all eat anyway."
"Okay, let's get in the car first. It's very cold outside." Su Haoan was thinking about going back to his car, and then changed his mind, "Then I won't drive, I'm going to drink some wine. I just stopped here. Xiang Lang, I got into your car."
Xiang Lang: "Okay."
While they were talking, Sang Yan came over. When passing by Wen Yifan, he paused, turned his head and said slowly, "Although I know this is something worth showing off."
Wen Yifan: "?"
"But we share a lease," Sang Yan tutted, seemingly troubled, "You don't have to mention it to everyone."
"… "