At the same time, Su Haoan had already opened the door of the back seat of the car.
Glancing at Wen Yifan and Sang Yan who were standing still, he urged, "Why are you two still standing there? Get in the car if you have anything to do."
Wen Yifan retracted his eyes: "Come on."
Xiang Lang's car has only five seats, and now there are only two seats in the back seat.
Wen Yifan walked to the door near her and stretched out his hand to open it.
Before she could sit in, Sang Yan had already taken a step ahead of her and raised her hand against the car window. He stopped, lowered his eyes and glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Thanks."
"… "
As if she was a tool to help open the door.
Wen Yifan watched him sit in the middle of the back seat, and on the other side was Su Haoan. Zhong Siqiao was sitting in the co-pilot's seat and was looking at her: "Fanfan, get in the car."
She said yes and got into the car.
As soon as the car door was closed, Su Haoan immediately wentssip with a smile on his face: "What are you two talking about there, can you also let me hear it?"
Wen Yifan glanced at Sang Yan's face and said honestly, "He told me not to show off everywhere."
Zhong Siqiao answered, "Don't show off anything?"
Wen Yifan: "The thing about sharing the lease with him."
"… "
The space inside the car is airtight, and the atmosphere seems to be stagnant because of it.
After several seconds, the silence was broken by Su Hao'an's dirty words.
"Fuck me."
"Brother, I know you're shameless, but you can't be so shameless, right?" Su Haoan said, "Wen Yifan, you don't need to pay attention to him. He's just a cheap man, and he has the same virtue as in high school. Normal people tend to restrain themselves when they get older, but this is impossible for him, he will only get more and more cheap—"
Sang Yan turned her head sideways and suddenly said, "You are in a good mood today."
Hearing this, Su Haoan immediately silenced.
Zhong Siqiao snorted: "Sang Yan is still so humorous."
Xiang Lang turned the steering wheel and added in a warm voice, "Yifan only told the two of us, you don't have to worry."
Sang Yan raised her eyelids slightly, but didn't say anything.
Wen Yifan glanced in Sang Yan's direction.
In fact, she didn't feel anything about Sang Yan's words every time she listened to them.
At most, there is only a feeling of speechless congealing.
That's the first reaction in my head.
Wow.
It turned out that her words could be misinterpreted into this meaning.
Or is it.
Niubi.
This kind of words can be said without changing his face.
So when Wen Yifan just recounted it, he didn't have any emotions, and he didn't think too much. She was too lazy to make up words, and felt that since he could say it, he shouldn't mind letting others know these words.
Just tell the truth.
But at this moment, she inexplicably felt a guilty conscience that she was making a small report.
"By the way, Wen Yifan." Su Haoan said, "I still have to apologize to you about this matter. I thought the contract of this house was signed by each tenant separately, but I didn't understand this. The process of co-tenancy. I thought it was settled with the original tenant, just move in directly.”
Wen Yifan turned to look at him.
Sang Yan sat between the two of them, as if they were air, and did not participate in the topic at all.
Su Hao'an: "So when Sang Yan asked me to look for a house, I gave him the key directly. I'm really sorry to scare you when I heard that. You apologise."
Wen Yifan asked subconsciously, "Then who?"
Su Hao was silent for a while: "Just Wang Linlin."
His reaction seemed to be in trouble with Wang Linlin. Wen Yifan's side has turned this matter over a long time ago, she didn't care about it, and she didn't plan to interfere with other people's affairs: "It's okay, this matter has been resolved quite well. You just need to pay more attention to this kind of thing in the future. "
Zhong Siqiao turned around and said, "Hey, you told me before that your shared roommate is your colleague, called Wang Linlin, right?"
Wen Yifan: "Yes."
Xiang Lang: "Then Su Haoan, how come you know Wang Linlin?"
"..." Su Haoan said, "My ex-girlfriend."
Zhong Siqiao was surprised: "Is it such a coincidence?"
Wen Yifan was also a little surprised because of the word "before".
Xiang Lang smiled: "Then when you gave the key to Sang Yan, did you know that the other roommate was Yifan?"
Su Haoan sighed and pretended to say, "How can I know this."
"That's it. But I didn't expect that Sang Yan would be willing to share a lease with someone." Xiang Lang looked back in the rearview mirror and pointed, "I heard that you are now opening a bar, which makes a lot of money. "
As one of the bosses, Su Hao'an wanted to say "It's okay" in a low-key and condescending manner.
But before he could speak, Sang Yan had grown ears and mouth this time, and her tone was still lackluster.
"No."
"… "
The group came to a popular hot pot restaurant recently.
Xiang Lang reserved a table in advance, but he didn't know that he would meet Su Haoan and Sang Yan, so the shop arranged a table for four for them. There are long benches on each side of the table, one person is spacious, and two people are a little crowded.
However, there is no other place in the store, so I can only squeeze it.
The two girls were small and sat in a row. The other three men sat in a row each.
On the other side of Wen Yifan is Xiang Lang, and on the opposite side is Sang Yan.
Xiang Lang rolled up his sleeves, and while chatting with Su Haoan, he thoughtfully poured tea for the others.
Wen Yifan picked up the cup and took a sip. Seeing this, Zhong Siqiao patted her arm and said with a smile: "You leave it, not for you to drink, wait for me to help you iron the tableware."
It happened that Xiang Lang had already scalded his bowls and chopsticks with tea. He habitually pushed it in front of Wen Yifan, exchanged a pair of tableware with her, and said casually, "We're both the same. I've been abroad for a long time, and I'm not used to it anymore."
Very natural action.
Sang Yan stared at it for two seconds, then quickly retracted her gaze.
Noticing Xiang Lang's actions, Su Haoan said carelessly, "Why are you taking care of your girlfriend?"
"Almost, we both have this habit." Zhong Siqiao said naturally, "Wen Yifan used to scald himself, which made us tremble when we saw her taking boiling water. After that, it was either me who helped her or Xiang Lang helping her."
Su Haoan suddenly realized: "Oh, I almost forgot. You three grew up together?"
Wen Yifan: "It's been a class since kindergarten."
"Hey, I suddenly remembered something," Zhong Siqiao began to laugh before he started to say, "Wen Yifan had a nickname called Wen Diandian when he was in elementary school."
"Ah?" Su Haoan asked, "Why?"
"Because, on the first day of the first grade, the teacher asked us to write our own names in the notebook." Xiang Lang also smiled, "But since Fan was slow to learn things, he could only write his surname at that time, and he only wrote his surname each time. I can think of those two dots in my name."
"So in the beginning of school, she wrote her name every time," Zhong Siqiao gestured, "all of them were written warmly."
"..." Wen Yifan was a little embarrassed and lowered his head to drink water.
Su Haoan was stunned for a while, then laughed for a long time. When he laughs, he always has the problem of photographing people. At this moment, the injured person is still Sang Yan next to him: "Damn, I'm dying of laughter."
Sang Yan looked very upset, and said coldly, "Are you sick?"
"Why are you so temperamental?" Su Hao sighed, "I still envy you guys. The one I've known for the longest time is the dog Sang Yan. But you understand his character. I'm also in pain. of."
Hearing the word "pain", Wen Yifan felt amused, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.
This situation made her inexplicably think of the first meeting of the two.
Wen Yifan raised his eyes.
It happened to collide with Sang Yan's cool eyes.
"… "
Wen Yifan blinked, lowered his head calmly, and restrained a little.
…
The meal that followed was exceptionally harmonious.
When Su Hao'an was there, he would hardly be in the cold. He was the one who spoke most of the whole process, and he basically solved things. Two things are going on at the same time, and he doesn't delay anything at all.
Wen Yifan only ate a little symbolically.
She rarely eats dinner.
At first, it was because she had a small appetite and basically couldn't feel hungry, so she didn't remember to eat at all when she was busy. When she was at home on the day off, she was too lazy to do it, and in the end she simply didn't eat it.
But when interviewing outside, she will put a lot of energy bars in her bag to supplement her physical strength.
After the meal, the group drove to the Fallen Street and went to the overtime bar like a hair salon. The familiar black signboard exudes a distinctive atmosphere in this colorful place.
Into the bar.
There is heavy metal music in the store, and as soon as you enter the door, it is like a heat wave.
Sang Yan walked towards the bar, as if planning to part ways with them from here, only lost a sentence.
"You take them up."
But he was stopped by Su Haoan before he took a few steps: "No, why are you going? Let's meet our old classmates, let's chat for a while. Besides, you are at the bar with such a stinky face, we can still have business. ?"
"… "
Su Haoan took them to the booth in the middle of the second floor.
The sofa is placed in a "U" shape. The seating arrangement was similar to that of dinner. The two girls sat in the middle, Sang Yan and Su Haoan sat on the left, and Xiang Lang was on the other side.
But at this time, Sang Yan was sitting next to her, and next to Zhong Siqiao was Xiang Lang.
As soon as he sat down, Sang Yan leaned back on the chair. As if there were no bones, there was nothing to sit on. He was wearing a high-necked windbreaker jacket, his chin slightly blocked, and he looked exhausted.
Wen Yifan took out his phone, thinking about the time to go home.
At this time, Zhong Siqiao leaned into her ear and whispered, "Sister, will you live miserably with Sang Yan?"
She paused: "Why do you ask that?"
"I haven't seen him smile once during the whole meal. It's like someone owes him eight million." Entering the bar, Zhong Siqiao continued, "What's wrong with him? Did something bad happen?"
Wen Yifan quickly glanced at Sang Yan's expression: "Isn't this normal?"
Zhong Siqiao: "..."
Su Haoan asked the waiter to bring drinks, and took five sets of dice cups and a set of Truth or Dare cards. He opened a can of beer and took a sip: "Let's play dice, whoever loses will drink, or punish Truth or Dare, how about it?"
"Okay." Said, Xiang Lang looked at them both, "But will you know?"
"Of course." Zhong Siqiao laughed and scolded, "Who are you looking down on?"
Wen Yifan said honestly, "I won't."
Su Hao'an: "Then try to play a few games first, and then the punishment will start when the game is smooth, okay?"
After speaking, he noticed the location and immediately sympathized: "Wen Yifan, you have to be careful. This dog Sang Yan is very good at playing this. Every time he gets the numbers right, no one dares to drive him. So His next home will be opened miserably."
The rules of the game are that after everyone rolls the dice, they look at the dice in their own dice cup. Call the numbers in clockwise order, choose either the number of dice or the number of points to add up, the next player must report higher than the previous one.
From the next house to the next house, the other houses feel that the figures reported by the other party are outrageous, and they can choose to skip it. But if you skip and lose, you have to have a double penalty.
There were five people on the field, so Su Haoan stipulated that the bid should start from seven dice.
Wen Yifan played a few games in succession before he gradually understood how to play. But she played badly. At the beginning of the official game, because of Su Hao'an's words, she was extra cautious, and every time she added one to the number that Sang Yan said.
first round.
Su Haoan shouted to 14 6s.
Sang Yan opened the dice cup in front of him, raised his chin towards him, and said lazily, "Open."
"… "
Su Haoan drank wine.
second round.
Third round.
Fourth round.
It's been seven or eight rounds.
Wen Yifan was surprised to find that he followed Sang Yan and had never lost a round. On the contrary, Su Hao'an, who was sitting at Sang Yan's upper house, was driven several times by him and drank several glasses of wine.
In the ninth round, Wen Yifan was fired by Zhong Siqiao. She hesitated and chose a big adventure.
Zhong Siqiao helped her draw a big adventure card.
- Name one advantage of each opposite sex present.
"… "
Wen Yifan raised his eyes and said to Xiang Lang first, "Be careful."
Let's talk about Su Haoan: "Enthusiasm."
Finally, Sang Yan.
She stared at his face, and she had to say one advantage that would keep him from being narcissistic.
"… "
Sang Yan stared at her, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, as if sneering.
Tenth round.
Xiang Lang lost and chose the truth.
- Mention one thing that makes you regret.
"That should be—" Xiang Lang pondered and sighed softly, "Go abroad to study at university. Otherwise, I should have reported to Yihe University together with Yifan, and I had already decided to apply for clinical medicine there."
"… "
Wen Yifan was about to say something.
at this time.
Sang Yan has shaken the dice cup, and said lightly: "Go ahead."
Wen Yifan's words got stuck in his throat, and he looked at the situation.
His profile face looked a little cold in the dark light, his head was slightly drooping, and his body was bowed down a little. His face was half-light and half-dark, with black hair scattered in front of his forehead, and his expression could not be clearly seen.
Wen Yifan lowered his eyes and took a sip of wine.
Fifteenth round.
The numbers kept shouting up, and when it was Su Hao'an's turn, there were already 15 fives.
Sanyan didn't open.
Wen Yifan was a little nervous.
After all, it was his turn after he shouted.
Sang Yan stared at Dice Cup and remained silent for a while, then raised her eyes to look at Wen Yifan. His eyelids were thin and his pupils were as dark as ink, so he couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"18 fives."
Su Haoan was so excited that he stood up and patted the table hard: "Open!"
"… "
"You are really outrageous! Are you drunk and stupid? 18, all the fools will drive you!"
With the leper, there are 17 fives on the field.
It happened to be one less than Sang Yan shouted.
Double punishment.
Sang Yan chose the truth, plus a glass of wine.
Su Haoan enthusiastically helped him draw a card.
- The city you recently traveled to by plane.
"… "
Su Hao'an frowned, so angry that he wanted to tear up the card: "Damn it, it's rare for you to lose a fucking time, what a fucking problem!"
Sang Yan poured a glass of wine on his own, and then drank the wine in the glass. His Adam's apple slid up and down, and paused for a few seconds, as if he was a little lost. Then, he spit out two words without any disturbance.
"Yihe."