In my impression, it should be the weekend of the first semester of high school.
Wen Yifan forgot what she was out for that day. He only remembered that when she was shopping, a child suddenly ran in front of her and asked her to eat ice cream.
After a while.
The little boy seemed to remember his purpose again, and added a sentence after a while.
"Sister, I can't find my brother."
Wen Yifan was stunned: "Are you separated from your brother?"
Sang Zhi tilted her head and grunted reluctantly.
Wen Yifan: "Where did you get lost?"
Hearing this, Sang Zhi turned around and pointed to the tree behind: "There."
Wen Yifan looked over there and saw no one. She put down what was in her hand and took out her mobile phone from her pocket: "It's okay, do you remember your brother's phone number?"
Sang Zhi shook his head: "I don't remember."
"… "
"But it should be over there," Sang Zhi took the initiative to take her hand and blinked her round eyes, "Sister, can you take me there to find it? I'm a little scared by myself."
Wen Yifan curled his lips and said gently, "Yes."
The sun was very strong that day, and the wind blowing across my face was scorching hot.
Wen Yifan opened the sunshade and was pulled forward by the little Sang Zhi. She is short and her steps are small, but she walks very fast, jumping and jumping, and she seems to be in high spirits.
Sang Zhi pulled her straight to the location of the tree she just pointed to.
It was not until he was near the tree that Wen Yifan gradually felt that something was wrong.
I always feel that this kid has a very strong purpose.
It seemed very clear that the brother she was talking about was there.
Wen Yifan was thinking about whether he had encountered a gang of human traffickers who used children as bait.
The next moment, Sang Yan's thin and tall figure came into her eyes.
For a moment, a certain guess popped up in my mind.
But Sang Yan, who should have been guilty, looked calm.
Standing in the shade of a tree, he tilted his head to look at her, his eyebrows carrying the uniqueness that a boy was born with.
"So coincidental?"
…
Just like at this moment, Sang Yan looked like when she heard Sang Zhi's words.
Sang Yan didn't seem to mind being uncovered at all, and carried her things to the direction of the kitchen on her own. When passing by Wen Yifan, he glanced at her lightly, the corners of his lips twitched, and he looked extremely arrogant.
As if to say.
— so what.
"… "
Wen Yifan also silently entered the kitchen.
After all, it's been seven or eight years since this happened.
His temperament has always been like this, he never hides what he has done, and is so blatant that he can make the other party feel that he is the one who has done something wrong.
She opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of yogurt.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of what Sang Yan bought, and looking at the situation, it seemed that he was going to make hot pot at home.
Wen Yifan retracted his gaze and walked out of the kitchen.
Noticing that Sang Zhi was only wearing socks, Wen Yifan thought about it and walked towards the entrance. She took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and said with a smile, "I still have a pair of slippers. You can wear them if you don't mind."
Sang Zhi immediately said, "Thank you, sister."
"Sit down, you can take whatever you want." Afraid that her presence would make her uncomfortable, Wen Yifan added, "It's basically your brother's stuff."
Waiting for Wen Yifan to return to the room.
Sang Zhi opened the TV cabinet and looked at the snacks in it.
Sang Yeon happened to come out of the kitchen.
"Brother," Sang Zhi was a little hungry, and reached out for a bag of potato chips, "Why do you share a room with someone? And you also share a room with a girl. Did you tell your parents? Do they know?"
Aware of her actions, Sang Yan pulled the potato chips back and threw them back into the TV cabinet.
"Abide by the rules."
Sang Zhi was inexplicable: "Didn't you buy this?"
"Know that you still touch it?" Sang Yan said leisurely, "Could I still buy it for you?"
"..." Sang Zhi felt that he was stingy, but he wasn't particularly interested in this package of potato chips, so he simply chose to swallow it up, "Then hurry up, I'll go back and write the questions after I finish eating."
"It's still half an hour, go write first, and race against time." Sang Yan raised her chin toward the dining table, "Just sit there, or you can write in my room."
Sang Zhi picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the dining table, and asked again, "So why do you share the rent?"
Sang Yan: "I have to report to you as a brat when I do things now?"
"Oh." Sang Zhi glanced in the direction of the master bedroom and understood, "Do you like that sister?"
"… "
"Forget it, brother, it's not that I don't want to be on your side." Thinking of Wen Yifan's appearance, Sang Zhi sighed, "But we have to be a little self-aware."
"..." Sang Yan laughed angrily, "Self-knowledge?"
"yes."
"Little devil, you need to recognize a little bit." Sang Yan took out the hot pot ingredients that he had put into the cupboard, and said leisurely, "When other people like me, they have to think about this word, understand?"
"… "
Sang Zhi felt that he was really shameless and didn't want to waste any more time talking to him.
She sat down at the dining table, dug out a few test papers from her schoolbag, and started writing the questions attentively.
After half an hour.
Sang Yan took out the bottom of the pot on time, and said lazily, "Go to the kitchen and take out the side dishes."
Sang Zhi snorted.
The meat and vegetables that I just bought at the supermarket should be washed and cut, and they have been sorted and placed on a plate by Sang Yan. Sang Zhi was able to take several plates at a time, and after moving it back and forth a few times, she made a bowl of condiments by herself.
Back at the dining table, Sang Zhi had just sat down when he suddenly remembered, "Brother, why don't you ask that sister to eat together?"
Sang Yan didn't speak, and took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator.
"You really didn't plan to shout? It's a big New Year's Eve." Sang Zhi couldn't believe it, thinking that he was too impersonal, "Since you two are roommates, you should get along well."
Sang Yan glanced at her: "what's the matter with you?"
Sang Zhi was very upset: "That person even brought me slippers and told me to take whatever I want to eat. Isn't that kind to me? Then you have to be polite and let her come out to eat together."
"It's good for you," Sang Yan smiled, "what does it have to do with me?"
Sang Zhi: "..."
Sang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to her: "I have to call myself."
Sang Zhi stared at him for a while, and didn't intend to meddle in her own business, since she wasn't her roommate anyway. She picked up the chopsticks again, put some vegetables in the pot and scalded them.
It didn't take long for Sang Yan to suddenly say, "You are quite a conscience."
Sang Zhi: "?"
But he did not continue to speak.
Sang Zhi immediately heard that he was speaking ironically, sarcastically she would only say that people were good to her, and would only ask others to help her with respect, and she would not know anything but open her mouth.
"… "
Afterwards, Sang Yan picked up the chopsticks leisurely, obviously not wanting to care about anything, and looked extraordinarily beaten.
Sang Zhi endured it, got up and walked towards the master bedroom.
…
the other side.
Wen Yifan finished watching the latest episode, glanced at the time at the bottom right of the computer, and was about to go back to bed for a while before taking a shower, when there was a knock on the door.
She got up and went to open the door.
Sang Zhi was standing outside.
The little girl was slightly shorter than her, and when she smiled, there were two small pear eddies on her lips, and she took the initiative to invite: "Sister, come out and eat with us. I don't think you had dinner."
"No," Wen Yifan smiled, "you eat happily."
Sang Zhi thought she was embarrassed, and said bluntly, "Sister, you may not be quite sure."
"Um?"
"My brother and I are eating alone, it's impossible to eat happily."
"… "
In the end, Wen Yifan was dragged out by the extremely enthusiastic Sang Zhi.
On the rectangular white dining table, Wen Yifan and Sang Zhi sat on one side, while Sang Yan sat alone opposite them. When I saw them coming out, I just raised my eyes and said nothing.
Wen Yifan's hair grows fast, and he hasn't trimmed it for a while, but now it has grown to his chest. She tied all her hair with a rubber band, revealing a clean forehead, her face turned upside down, but she was still pretty as if she was wearing makeup.
The fox's eyes are bright, the complexion is as white as porcelain, and the lips are red.
Sang Zhi couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
I don't know if Sang Zhi's behavior of inviting her to eat with Sang Yan was approved by Sang Yan, but Wen Yifan tried his best to lower his sense of existence and ate a few balls warmly.
On the contrary, Sang Zhi kept saying hello, asking her from time to time if she would eat this, and then ask her if she would eat that.
After a few minutes, Sang Zhi remembered something: "Sister, what's your name?"
"Wen Yifan," Wen Yifan added, "the former Yi, the ordinary fan."
"Oh, then I'll call you 'Sister Yifan'?" Sang Zhi was particularly handsome, and had a good impression of Wen Yifan, so she became very enthusiastic about her, "My name is Sang Zhi, childish. You Just call me, it's my nickname."
"Okay," Wen Yifan smiled, "your nickname is quite cute."
Hearing this, Sang Yan suddenly chuckled.
Sang Zhi immediately looked over and said dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong with people calling me cute by my nickname?"
Sang Yan raised her eyes slightly, still pulling the corners of her lips, ignoring her.
"… "
Wen Yifan pursed his lips, feeling inexplicably that his laugh was mocking her.
Because the first time Sang Yan knew her nickname, she laughed as badly as now. Later, he said something like this - "Why is your nickname like a maid?"
Wen Yifan felt that he was a little naive, so he took Sang Zhi's words as if he hadn't heard it.
"It's cute."
Sang Zhi blinked, and under this kind of differential treatment, she decided to treat Sang Yan as air.
The two chatted casually for a while.
"By the way, only. Why did you come here today?" Wen Yifan felt strange and asked casually, "Isn't this the third day of the new year? Why don't you stay at home."
"My parents have gone to visit relatives, and I don't really want to go. Besides, I'm about to take the college entrance examination." Speaking of this, Sang Zhi's voice softened, "I want to spend more time studying, but I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the entrance exam. "
"Is it the third year of high school?" Wen Yifan said, "Is there any university you want to go to?"
Sang Zhi fell silent.
Originally it was just a small talk, but Wen Yifan didn't ask any further questions.
But not long after, Sang Zhi took a piece of meat and said vaguely while biting: "I didn't think about it, I was struggling between Nanwu University or Yihe University."
Wen Yifan was stunned: "Can you pass the test?"
Sang Zhi: "No surprise."
Wen Yifan's grades were not very stable at the beginning. Before the college entrance examination, he was not sure whether he could be admitted to these two schools. At this moment, he still had the feeling that he had met a scholar: "Then your grades are very good."
Sang Zhi: "I'm just afraid that I won't perform well."
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"it is good."
Both schools are very good, it just depends on which one you prefer, or which school you want to choose is ranked higher, just look at it and choose it. Wen Yifan said, "Also, Yihe is a little far from Nanwu, and the climate is different from here. It took me a long time to get used to it. You should also consider these points. "
Sangzhi chicken nodded as if pecking at rice, and reacted: "Sister Yifan, did you graduate from Yihe University?"
Wen Yifan: "Yes."
Sang Zhi: "What major are you studying?"
Wen Yifan: "Network and New Media Major."
"Ah," Sang Zhi hesitated for a moment, "I have a classmate who also wants to apply for this major, so I heard her say something. It seems that NTU's network media major is more famous than Yida."
Wen Yifan paused.
Sang Zhi asked, "Sister Yifan, why did you choose Yihe University?"
Before Wen Yifan could make a sound, Sang Yan suddenly put the beer in his hand on the table.
Make a "click" sound.
Following this movement, the two looked over at the same time.
"Look at what I'm doing," Sang Yan leaned back when she saw their gaze, and wrote lightly, "Go on."
"… "
Sang Yan's eyes were dark and her smile was shallow: "I also want to hear the reason."