As soon as Sang Yan said this, the class bell rang.
This sound was almost equal to relief, and the man with glasses breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly apologized. Sang Yan didn't care anymore, just glanced at him, and then returned to his seat.
The people around him gradually dispersed.
At this time, it was very rare in the classroom to keep quiet until the teacher arrived.
Wen Yifan took out the textbook from the drawer and turned to the content of the lesson, but his thoughts were on the matter just now. Thinking of the incident where she met Sang Yan and his party in the dining hall yesterday, she slowly smoothed it out.
So, other people thought she cheated on Sang Yan and was with Xiang Lang.
Wen Yifan smacked his pen.
No wonder some people say she's disgusting.
She raised her head and looked in Sang Yan's direction.
Because of his height, his seat was arranged in the last row of the first group, a good distance from hers. I'm looking down at the moment, I don't know what book I'm reading.
The boy sitting next to him was talking to him, but his eyes didn't look up, and the mood on his face didn't change much.
Wen Yifan looked back, thinking that he would find a chance to say thank you later.
…
This is just Wen Yifan's idea.
She didn't expect it at all, she couldn't find a chance at all.
Because there is almost no time when there is no one around Sang Yeon. He seems to be unable to walk independently, and even to go to the toilet to get a water, they are all in groups.
Wen Yifan was not in a hurry, thinking that he could always find an opportunity.
This wait, directly to the next Friday when school is over.
The duty schedule in the class is arranged according to odd and bi-weekly schedules, and Sang Yan is arranged on bi-weekly Fridays. Because he was on duty, he left later than the other students. People who usually call him brothers also choose to leave him to play at critical moments.
Sang Yan stood on the podium and wiped the blackboard with a damp rag.
Wen Yifan packed his things, put on his schoolbag, walked over to him and called him.
"Sang Yan."
Sang Yan glanced at her sideways and continued to wipe the blackboard: "Speak."
Wen Yifan said sincerely, "Thank you for what happened before."
As soon as he stopped, he looked at her again.
"what."
"What the people in the class said," Wen Yifan explained, and then thanked him again, "Thank you for helping me speak and clarify."
Sang Yan snorted: "It's quite timely for you to thank you."
Wen Yifan: "Huh?"
"When I was about to forget this matter," Sang Yan said lazily, "you helped me recall it again."
"… "
I know it's been a long time coming.
Wen Yifan was a little embarrassed, but he didn't show it on his face: "I didn't find a chance."
"No need." Sang Yan didn't take this matter to heart at all, and wiped the last piece of the blackboard. "It has nothing to do with me, and I won't care about this mess."
Wen Yifan nodded: "Thank you anyway."
Sang Yan didn't answer any more.
Wen Yifan didn't say much, just raised his foot and walked out.
Walking to the door, for some reason, she looked back at Sang Yan again.
He just finished wiping the blackboard, and now he seems to want to go to the toilet to wash the rag.
The moment he raised his eyes, his eyes met hers.
Sang Yan didn't look too surprised, and raised her eyebrows: "What?"
"what?"
Sang Yan said, "Are you really going to be fascinated by me?"
"… "
Before him, Wen Yifan had never seen such a person.
Innate arrogance and self-confidence, every corner of his bones seems to be full of arrogance, but not annoying. It will only make people feel that he was born to feel that way.
Like the existence of a star holding the moon.
Wherever you are, there is always light with-
Come down from the booth area on the second floor.
Sang Yan entered the staff lounge downstairs.
He sat down on the sofa, took out his phone, looked at it, and put it down again after a while. His alcohol intake was not small, and he didn't drink too much tonight, but his head was inexplicably aching.
Sang Yan turned over a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one, and lit it with the lighter he just took downstairs. He smoked a cigarette to himself for a while, and after a while, Su Haoan also came in.
"You didn't leave? Aren't you sleepy?" Seeing him, Su Haoan said in surprise, "Is it still necessary to wait for Goddess Wen to return?"
Sang Yan rested her legs on the table, ignoring him.
Su Haoan sat next to him and smoked a cigarette from the cigarette case. He didn't seem to be in a good mood: "Hey, I was about to make up my fucking mind, but when I mentioned this woman today, my whole body went back and forth. Oh no."
"… "
"I've been a prodigal son in love for so many years," Su Haoan lit the cigarette, but didn't have time to smoke it, and kept talking, "This is the first time I've been fucked, you dare to believe it, I'm older so-"
Su Haoan stopped, pointed to his face, and emphasized, "I look like this! I still have money!"
"… "
"But I was green!"
"Your IQ," Sang Yan snorted softly, "You are still a prodigal son in love."
"Go away, you're still not human." Su Hao'an reprimanded, "I never heard you comfort me!"
"What comfort?" Sang Yan seemed a little sleepy, her eyelids were drooping, and her speech was low, "The elders are not pretentious when they say these words."
"The main thing is that Wang Linlin kept telling me that it was her cousin." Su Haoan frantically complained, "I still believe it, I have seen it a few times, and every time I called my cousin in a good voice. I went back to find her last time, and the two of them were inseparable there."
"… "
"I'm going to vomit up my meal overnight, what a fucking shit!"
"Okay," Sang Yan said impatiently, "If it doesn't matter, it's all divided up."
"Then I can't vent!" Su Hao'an also started to feel unhappy, "What's going on with you tonight? Your brother, I've been scolded! We broke up! I've lost love! You're still impatient with me!"
Sang Yan was tired of hearing this, and suddenly stood up and snuffed out the cigarette: "I'm leaving."
Su Haoan was stunned for a moment, no matter how sluggish he was, he could sense his emotions.
"What's wrong with you?"
"… "
"You didn't come by car, and you drank again. Why did you go back?" Su Haoan stopped him immediately, "Qian Fei will come over in a while, let him take him for a ride, you have nothing to do when you go back."
Maybe because he thought what he said was reasonable, Sang Yan didn't get up and leaned back in the chair again.
Su Haoan stared at him: "Are you drinking too much?"
"… "
Su Haoan: "Or is it because Xiang Lang is in a bad mood?"
Sanyan remained silent.
"Do you need this? How long have they known each other? If they were to be together, they would have been together long ago—" Having said this, he suddenly felt that the words were suitable for Sang Yan, and immediately changed his words, "Speaking of which, you Do you still like Wen Yifan? I thought you still meant that to her, so I thought of giving you a chance to let the two of you share a lease. But when I look at it, your attitude towards people makes me feel guessed wrong."
"… "
Su Haoan patted his arm: "Come on, talk to me. I can guarantee that I will never be as mean as you. You will stab you wherever people say something sad."
"I'm sick, talk to you," Sang Yan smiled, "what's the difference between you and a horn?"
"..." Su Haoan choked and was about to argue with him.
"I'm sleepy," Sang Yan lowered her eyelids and spoke in a low voice, "You're pretty good at brainstorming."
"Go away," Su Haoan stood up, "I'm wasting my feelings."
Su Hao'an was not someone who could stay still, and after sitting for a few minutes, he planned to go outside. After listening to Sang Yan's words, he also felt that he was a little hypocritical tonight, and he actually felt that the eldest young master who could not see anything would be affected by his mood.
Before leaving the lounge, Su Haoan raised his eyes and looked at Sang Yan who was lying on the sofa.
Suddenly, he felt a little familiar with his state at this time.
It reminded Su Haoan of the day their college entrance examination results came out.
Su Hao'an's grades were a mess. He was able to enter the key science class in his third year of high school because he had an uncle who was the principal of a middle school. The system at that time was to evaluate the scores after the college entrance examination, and wait for the volunteers to report the scores before they came out.
The moment you leave the exam room.
Su Haoan knew that he was finished this time.
But because Father Su told him before.
If he can get into any university in the college entrance examination, buy him a new computer.
Su Hao'an was very excited. On the day he finished the exam, he vowed to tell his father that he must pass the first tier, and it would be easy to even get admitted to Nanwu University.
Father Su listened to his arrogance.
The next day, he bought a new computer for Su Haoan.
Time just passed by like this. When the first batch of admission results for the college entrance examination came out, Su Haoan didn't dare to go home all day and stayed in the Internet cafe outside.
Later, I simply went to Sang Yan's house.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Sang Yan and Sang's father, Sang Rong, were not at home.
Sang Yan's mother, Li Ping, was teaching Sang Zhi homework, with a gentle expression, and asked him to wait in Sang Yan's room first. Su Hao'an came to Sang Yan's house, and he didn't feel embarrassed, so he went straight into Sang Yan's room.
Su Haoan turned on the game console in Sang Yan's room and played the game on his own. Faced with this electronic device all day, he felt sleepy after playing for a long time, and fell asleep on the Sangyan bed.
When he was conscious again, he heard the sound of the door closing.
Su Haoan was woken up by the noise and opened his eyes to see Sang Yan.
The teenager had just closed the door, wearing a pair of dark black short sleeves and gray trousers.
The upper body could not be seen, but the color of the trousers was obviously darker, and his hair was a little wet, Su Haoan immediately asked, "It's raining outside? The weather was fine when I came."
Sang Yan glanced at him: "Why are you here?"
"The admission result is out," Su Haoan sighed, "I dare not go back, for fear of my dad breaking my leg."
"Deserving it," Sang Yan snorted, "Why aren't you afraid of breaking your leg when you're bragging?"
Tonight he was his benefactor, Su Haoan didn't care about him: "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you to play games for a long time." After speaking, he glanced at the time: "Damn it, it's so fucking stupid. It's eleven o'clock."
"I'm not going anywhere, I'm not coming back." Sang Yan didn't take a shower, sat on the carpet in front of the game console, and threw a gamepad in his direction, "Are you still playing?"
Su Haoan stood up immediately: "Fight."
The two chatted while playing games.
Su Haoan: "You came back so late, didn't your uncle and aunt scold you?"
Sang Yan: "Is it possible?"
"..." Su Haoan was speechless, "So you don't owe this yourself?"
He asked again: "Where have you been? You are not all admitted to NTU, which is so cool. If I had this grade, I would be a king at home."
Sang Yan: "Where did you come from so much nonsense?"
"Hey," Su Haoan got used to Sang Yan's attitude, and continued, "I don't know what school I can go to. I just saw Chen Qian posted that she was admitted to a university. But I didn't apply to city a. school."
Sang Yan didn't say a word.
Su Haoan continued to think about it.
I don't know how long.
Su Haoan found that on the game interface, the character controlled by Sang Yan suddenly stayed motionless and let him play. He has never beat Sang Yan in games, he just thought he was stuck and took the opportunity to go crazy.
After beating him to death, Su Hao'an looked at him, and pretended to say, "Are you stuck or something, why are you so rude—"
Before he could finish speaking, it stuck in his throat.
I don't know why, but at that moment, Su Haoan was speechless.
Sang Yan was looking down at the gamepad in his hand very quietly, but he didn't seem to be looking at this thing. He seemed to be distracted, his body bent slightly, and he looked tense again.
like a still picture.
It was like a bowstring that was about to collapse to its limit.
Su Haoan has known him since junior high school.
From the first time they met, Sang Yan has always been a contemptuous and proud person. His eyes are above the top, and he lives like no one else, doesn't care about anyone, and doesn't look down on anything.
Like someone who was born to live at the top.
But at that moment.
Su Haoan had an inexplicable illusion.
His arrogance.
It seemed to be broken.