The structure of the kitchen is square, and the space is not small.
The L-shaped dark countertop, with a missing piece next to it, is placed in the refrigerator, and an off-white cabinet is embedded on top. Because of the addition of a lot of electrical appliances, the space looks cramped than before.
Wen Yifan walked up to him and looked at the noodles that had started to roll in the pot. She was silent for a while, rolled up her sleeves, turned on the tap and washed her hands. Then, she pointed to something next to her.
"Then I put these back in the freezer?"
Sang Yan glanced sideways: "Leave the vegetables."
Wen Yifan: "Okay."
She just picked up the box of balls.
Sang Yan suddenly said: "Don't eat meatballs?"
Wen Yifan stopped: "If you want to eat, you can put a little."
"What about dumplings?"
"Just put a few."
"Oh." Sang Yan picked up the soy sauce next to her, and said by the way, "Give me two eggs."
"..." Wen Yifan was a little speechless about his attitude of still having everything under this situation. She didn't want to waste it, she couldn't help it: "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan: "What?"
Wen Yifan calmly reminded: "You ordered a whole bag of noodles."
"… "
to the end.
Only a few vegetables and mushrooms were added to the side dishes, and Wen Yifan put the rest back in the refrigerator. She took two large and small bowls from the cupboard and handed him a large one.
Sang Yan took it and put the noodles in the bowl.
Wen Yifan stood aside, looking at the noodles that were almost overflowing from the pot. She always felt that in this situation, it was useless for her to eat only a little, and she was very worried that Sang Yan would force her to eat bowl after bowl.
After all, his character can really do it.
Wen Yifan said suddenly, "I may not be able to help you much."
Sang Yan just finished filling a bowl and reached out to her: "What."
Wen Yifan gave him the bowl in his hand and looked euphemistically: "I'm not particularly hungry."
"..." Seeing her appearance, Sang Yan saw what she was thinking at a glance, and said blankly, "I know."
Because the Spring Festival Gala is still on, and the two of them sit together and have nothing to talk about.
Just go back to the living room.
The noodles just out of the pot were a little hot, so Wen Yifan put the bowl directly on the coffee table.
At this moment, a sketch is being played on TV, and it seems that more than half of it has already been played. Wen Yifan didn't read the previous content, so she didn't know what she was talking about, so she looked a little dazed.
She looked at it for a while, but couldn't understand, so she lowered her head and took a sip of soup.
After staring at it for a few seconds, he slowly drank it.
The taste was unexpectedly good.
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.
When he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Sang Yan's elusive gaze.
"..." Wen Yifan swallowed the soup and boasted politely, "Your noodles are delicious."
"Your expression," Sang Yan said slowly without moving her chopsticks, "I thought I just put some poison in my face."
"..." Wen Yifan said, "I just didn't think you could cook."
Sang Yan snorted softly, her tone puzzled and arrogant: "Is there anything else I can't do?"
Wen Yifan said sincerely: "Isn't there a lot?"
Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "For example?"
"For example," Wen Yifan thought for a while, "cook one person's noodles."
"… "
Maybe it's because of the festival, or maybe it's because of Sang Yan's little trouble cooking the noodles, the two of them get along more harmoniously than usual.
Originally thinking that today was New Year's Eve, Wen Yifan also planned to come back from get off work and make himself a simple New Year's Eve dinner. But when I got home, I was too lazy to move, and I didn't feel hungry, so I just gave up.
Wen Yifan suddenly felt a little weird.
But she never thought that she would be able to eat the "New Year's Eve dinner" cooked by the eldest young master Sang Yan in her lifetime.
Wen Yifan was not slow to eat, and seemed to be chewing slowly, but he finished the noodles in the bowl in no time.
Just after a show ended, she got up and planned to decorate it again.
Sensing her movement, Sang Yan asked casually, "What are you doing?"
Wen Yifan paused and pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "Continue the noodles."
"… "
Although the other party just let her eat a little bit because he cooked too much, Wen Yifan took the initiative to ask, "Do you want me to help you decorate it?"
"Don't eat it if you can't eat it," Sang Yan glanced at her up and down, and said leisurely, "If you eat it, it will be counted on my head."
"No." Wen Yifan was stunned and said directly, "I just want to eat."
"… "
Seeing that there was still a lot in his bowl, Wen Yifan didn't ask any more questions and went to the kitchen by himself. Afraid that she would not be able to sleep well at night after eating too much, she only filled half a bowl, but the soup was full.
Go back to the sofa and sit down.
Wen Yifan glanced in Sang Yan's direction.
Don't know when to start.
His eyebrows stretched slightly, his posture was lazy, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
At this time, his eyes were on the TV.
Wen Yifan blinked and looked in the direction of the TV. The previous magic show has ended, and the show that starts now is a song performance performed by several actresses who have recently become popular.
There was a bright smile on his face, and his singing was sweet, which was particularly pleasing to the eyes.
"… "
Oh.
Wen Yifan instantly understood.
…
It was getting late, and Wen Yifan didn't plan to stay in the living room for so long.
But before I knew it, it was past twelve.
During this period, the two of them were sitting on both ends of the sofa, and there was not much communication, but no one returned to the room in advance. Occasionally Wen Yifan commented on the show, and Sang Yan would give a humming hum.
A new year is coming.
Wen Yifan suddenly realized that the two of them were staying together.
At this time, the phone vibrates a few times.
Zhong Siqiao and Xiang Lang punctually sent a Happy New Year to the group.
Wen Yifan moved his fingers and was about to reply when he saw Sang Yan who was looking at the phone with his eyelashes lowered from the corner of his eye. She stood up suddenly and said in a warm voice, "Then I'll go to bed."
Sang Yan raised his eyes slowly.
Wen Yifan added naturally: "Happy New Year."
Sanyan looked at her.
She didn't expect him to be polite, and she planned to go back to the room after speaking.
But Sang Yan's attitude tonight was unexpectedly good.
He looked back, and it was really polite. But the tone was still as perfunctory as usual.
"Well, happy new year."
Go back to the room.
Wen Yifan took some time to reply to the message, and after a while, he put down the phone and began to feel sleepy. She turned off the lamp and stared at the pitch-black void, her thoughts drifting.
I thought about what just happened again.
Inexplicably, an idea popped up.
It turned out that the Spring Festival Gala was also very beautiful.
Taking back his thoughts, Wen Yifan was about to close his eyes to sleep when he suddenly remembered that he had just eaten a bowl of noodles. She immediately got up and brushed her teeth, and after washing, she realized that she was a little stretched.
I don't remember how long it took me to fall asleep with this feeling of fullness.
Wen Yifan is still a little guilty.
This seems to be the first time the two have eaten together on the same stage after their reunion.
And they were unusually at peace with each other.
It seems that the relationship is easing, and it seems that it is only softened by the festival.
It made her feel a little familiar.
It's like going back to the time between the second semester of high school and the college entrance examination.
At that time, Wen Yifan had just moved to Beiyu City and had been in the new environment for a few months. Compared with Nanwu No. 1 Middle School, she became more silent. Live a closed residential life and go home once every two weeks.
Do nothing but study every day.
Even the phone is only occasionally turned on and glanced at.
Maybe she sent Sang Yan the result text message.
A few days after the final exam of the second semester of high school, Wen Yifan received news from Sang Yan again.
Sang Yan: [Are you free now?]
When he saw this, Wen Yifan had a hunch that he might come over.
Wen Yifan: [What's wrong?]
Sang Yan: [The first time I came back to Beiyu, I didn't recognize the way.]
Sang Yan: [It's okay if you don't have time.]
It is not far from Nanwu to Beiyu, and it takes about an hour and a half by high-speed rail.
Wen Yifan didn't think that he would come over at all, he was stunned for a long time when he saw the news, and immediately went out after asking his location.
At that time, because of the rain for several days, the temperature in Beiyu dropped a few degrees.
Sang Yan didn't know the location of her home, but only knew which high school she went to, so she waited for a while at the gate of her school. He only wore short sleeves, but he seemed not to be afraid of the cold, so he raised his eyebrows and smiled when he saw her.
"Come so soon?"
before that time.
The two have not spoken for a long time.
Not only was Wen Yifan transferred to Beiyu, but the two became strangers at school some time before her transfer.
So as soon as his words came out, Wen Yifan hummed.
The scene fell into silence again.
After a while.
Sang Yan mentioned: "Go for a meal?"
Wen Yifan responded and took him to a nearby noodle restaurant.
The two ate for a while.
The presence of the people around you is very strong.
Wen Yifan took the initiative to break the silence and asked softly, "When are you going back?"
Sang Yan raised her eyes and asked, "When do you have to go home?"
Wen Yifan said casually, "Six o'clock."
"Oh." Sang Yan's chopsticks froze, and the corners of her lips twitched, "Then I'll be back at six o'clock."
…
That seemed like a start.
After that, Sang Yan would come to Beiyu to find her every once in a while.
The number of times is not frequent, and each time I just ask her for a meal and leave, it will not take up too much of her time. Neither of them mentioned their affairs very much, and it seemed that they were just taking this opportunity to meet.
There is no other purpose.
the following few days.
Sang Yan went out in the morning as usual and came back at seven or eight in the evening.
The time is extraordinarily stable, like being kicked out by the family when it's time.
Wen Yifan asked him when his relative was going to leave. He didn't see much emotion, so he replied "I don't know" and dealt with it. She substituted herself into this matter, and indeed felt that he was a bit miserable.
New Year's Eve was kicked out to live.
I didn't mention it to him much after that.
Noon on the third day of the new year.
Wen Yifan just came out of the toilet, and when he looked at his phone again, he saw the news from Sang Yan ten minutes ago.
Sang Yan: [I will go back in the afternoon.]
Sang Yan: [May take my sister.]
A few minutes passed.
Sang Yan: [Can you?]
Before the two rented together, Wen Yifan had said this requirement, and he had to tell each other before bringing someone back.
Wen Yifan replied: [Yes.]
After replying, Wen Yifan didn't take it too seriously. She turned on the computer, found a show to watch, and before she knew it, it was time for dinner. She got up and left the room, planning to go to the refrigerator to get a cup of yogurt.
At this time, the door just sounded the sound of opening the door.
Wen Yifan followed and saw Sang Yan walked in with the key. He was carrying a large bag of things in his hand, his expression was light, and he said to the person behind him, "Let's go barefoot, no shoes."
The next second, Sang Zhi's figure also appeared in Wen Yifan's field of vision.
She didn't take off her shoes immediately, nor did she respond to Sang Yan's words.
Because it was the first time, Sang Zhi subconsciously swept around. Noticing the existence of Wen Yifan, she fixed her eyes and blurted out, "Brother, is this sister your girlfriend?"
Sanyan didn't say anything.
Wen Yifan smiled and answered proactively, "No, we share a lease."
"Oh, it looks so good-" Sang Zhi blinked and whispered, "It can only be shared."
"… "
Wen Yifan didn't bother them and planned to go back to the room after taking the yogurt.
But at the next moment, Sang Zhi made another noise, as if she had come over: "Sister, are you and my brother high school classmates?"
Wen Yifan was taken aback: "Do you still remember me?"
Wen Yifan and Sang Zhi had not met several times.
At that time she was still small, and she didn't look very old. And it's been years since she thought she'd forgotten about herself, but she never thought she could recognize herself.
Seeing that the child at that time turned into a tall, thin and beautiful girl, Wen Yifan felt amazing and couldn't help but say a few more words: "You were lost at the time, asked me to help you find your brother, and later said he wanted to invite me Eat ice cream. Do you remember?"
Sang Zhi thought for a while and said honestly, "No."
Wen Yifan: "Huh?"
"I didn't get lost at the time." Sang Zhi spoke slowly, "but my brother said I was lost."
"… "
"Then I'll just get lost."
"… "