The atmosphere always felt a little weird.
I don't know why he looked at himself and said these words, Wen Yifan withdrew his gaze, walked in with his feet up, and said politely, "Then your friend is quite charming."
After speaking, she sighed inwardly.
Sure enough, he was Sang Yan's friend, and he even spoke the same way.
Sang Yan's eyes were still on her, meaningfully.
Then cut off the phone.
Wen Yifan sat next to the coffee table as usual and boiled a pot of water on his own.
While waiting for the water to boil, Yu Guang saw that Sang Yan was also sitting in his usual seat. Wen Yifan had nothing to do at the moment, remembered his phone call just now, and said casually, "However, has that girl confessed to your friend?"
Sang Yan raised her eyes: "What?"
"It's just that the logic doesn't make sense." Wen Yifan thought for a while, "If this girl likes your friend so much, then the reason why she hugs your friend is actually very clear. Your friend shouldn't have to ask you to discuss this matter. Son."
"Oh, so it is," Sang Yan spit out a word, "the color makes the mind faint."
"… "
Although it wasn't her who made this evaluation, Wen Yifan always had a weird feeling. She was silent for a while, and continued to mention calmly: "But I just heard what you said to your friend, this girl doesn't seem to express her intentions clearly."
Sang Yan leaned against the back of the chair with a condescending expression.
"So, is it possible that he is your friend," Wen Yifan stopped, swallowed the sharp word "self-love", and put it in a milder way, "I understand it wrong?"
"… "
The water just happened to boil.
Sang Yan coldly watched Wen Yifan pour boiling water into the cup, and then add some cold water. She picked up the cup, covered her hands, and took a slow sip before noticing the look in his eyes.
Wen Yifan paused: "Do you want to drink water?"
Sang Yan glanced at her, and her tone sounded unhappy: "Drink by yourself."
Wen Yifan nodded, not knowing where his emotions came from. She continued to drink a small half glass, poured some boiling water into it, and then got up: "Then I'll go to rest first."
Sang Yan made a perfunctory hum, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.
Wen Yifan took the water glass and went back to the room.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Sang Yan lay down on the sofa. He rested his elbow on the armrest, rested his face with one hand, his eyelids drooped slightly, and adjusted the stage lazily.
Change to a certain channel, a variety show is being broadcast.
The male star inside said, "I have a friend—"
Interrupted by another person: "How come you have no friends at all."
Sang Yan watched without emotion, and immediately pressed the switch button.
This time it was a channel that was broadcasting a movie, and it looked like a funny movie. In the old filter, the middle-aged man said carelessly: "Don't be too affectionate!"
Change again.
Cut to a recent popular idol drama, the actress on the screen was red-eyed and wept bitterly: "Have you never loved me... Have you been playing with me..."
"… "
Sang Yan sneered, turned off the TV directly, and threw the remote control aside.
He picked up the phone and saw that Qian Fei had sent him a series of messages bombarding him, all condemning his disgusting and incompetent behavior of hanging up directly.
Seeing that Sang Yan was always ignoring her answer, Qian Fei also changed his position to the dormitory group.
Sang Yan was about to reply.
The phone jumped out of the call reminder interface again.
- Duan praise.
Sang Yan pressed the answer, got up and walked towards the kitchen.
"Say."
There was a man's clear voice from the other end, his voice was gentle, and he sounded gentle and smiling: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Sang Yan took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and opened it with one hand.
"Are you so busy today?"
"It's alright," Duan Jia Xu stopped taking the time to be polite, and said slowly, "You've moved, right? Send me the address later, and I'll send something later."
Hearing this, Sang Yan immediately understood: "Am I delivering the courier?"
Duan Jiaxu chuckled, "Isn't this the way?"
"What is it this time," Sang Yan said lazily, "to make up for Women's Day on March 8th?"
"What Women's Day is the child celebrating?" Duan Jia Xu said, "Isn't your sister's eighteenth birthday next Saturday? The little girl will be an adult. You can help me get her a present."
"Okay." Sang Yan paused for two seconds and raised her eyebrows, "Is her birthday next Saturday?"
"… "
Sang Yan leaned on the countertop and took a sip of wine: "You can send it directly to my house."
"Received it ahead of time," Duan Jia Xu smiled, "the surprise is gone."
"It's still a sense of surprise," Sang Yan snorted softly, "You're also earthy enough."
"Don't all little girls like this kind of thing." Duan Jiaxu suddenly remembered something, "By the way, brother. Why did I hear Su Haoan say that you came to Yihe some time ago?"
"… "
"Because of our university scandal, he even called me and scolded me," Duan Jiaxu paused for a few seconds, with a playful tone, "He also said, you came to Yihe to see me? "
Sang Yan took the beer, walked towards the living room, and said by the way, "Hang up."
The weather in Nanwu is always repeated.
When Wen Yifan thought the temperature was about to start to rise, he woke up overnight, and suddenly it rained for several days. It's not the pouring downpour, it's all dense, like fine velvet, and it's continuous.
Makes people a little upset.
The temperature also dropped several degrees.
In this weather, Qian Weihua also received a hotline to break the news.
The general situation is that there is a homeless man with mental problems near the main campus of Nanwu University.
The target of this beating is not directed.
But no one was seriously injured every time, so no one cares about it.
This morning, for some unknown reason, the homeless man stripped off his clothes, wandered the streets naked, and later slapped a male college student.
After the students dodged, the homeless man withdrew his hands and continued to walk around with a stiff face.
Soon, the homeless was taken to the police station by the police.
After getting a general understanding of the situation, Wen Yifan and Taili applied for an interview car and went to the police station with Qian Weihua.
The two first listened to the docking staff about the current situation.
No one was injured by the homeless person, but this incident frightened several junior high school students who happened to see him, and the teachers and parents were soothing their emotions. After that, the police will send the homeless to the Nanwu rescue station to strengthen patrols nearby.
Qian Weihua was holding the camera, and Wen Yifan was taking notes beside him.
Besides, Wen Yifan noticed that there was a boy sitting in the police station at this time.
According to the police, the boy's name is Mu Chengyun and he is a senior in the Media Department of Nanwu University.
He was the one the homeless wanted to attack this morning.
Mu Chengyun reacted quickly, and after dodging, he put the coat he took off on him, and then called the police. After the police arrived at the scene, he also cooperated with him to tell the situation at that time.
Wen Yifan glanced at him.
Mu Chengyun's life was clear and bright, and he was only wearing a sweater at the moment. The facial features are soft, a little boyish and feminine, like a little brother who has not yet grown. But he was tall and strong.
It's like combining cute and handsome.
After talking with the police, Qian Weihua walked up to him and asked politely, "Hello, we are reporters from the "Communication" column of Nanwu TV's Urban Channel, can I do an interview with you?"
Wen Yifan followed behind Qian Weihua.
Mu Chengyun glanced at the two of them, and his eyes stopped on Wen Yifan for a few more seconds. His eyes were bright, and he showed a smile, looking extraordinarily green: "Yes."
After speaking, he pointed to his watch: "But I have something to do in a while, maybe I don't have much time. Do you have any questions?"
Qian Weihua didn't waste his time, he simply asked a few questions and he was done.
Afterwards, Qian Weihua packed up the photographic equipment, and Wen Yifan stood by and waited.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Mu Chengyun's face.
As the distance got closer, Wen Yifan always felt that he had seen this person somewhere.
That's why I couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Perhaps sensing Wen Yifan's gaze, Mu Chengyun suddenly looked at her. He scratched his head, his expression was not at all displeased, he just said: "Is there something on my face?"
"No." Wen Yifan was taken aback for a moment, then honestly said, "I think you look familiar."
After the words blurted out, I realized that it was like a conversation.
Mu Chengyun didn't find this strange, he nodded lightly, and suddenly said, "Do you have a pen and paper?"
Although he didn't know what he was going to do, Wen Yifan still gave him the small notebook and pen he carried in his pocket. Mu Chengyun took it, turned it over, and wrote on the back cover.
Wen Yifan was a little stunned: "..."
Wouldn't he want to give him contact information
Soon, Mu Chengyun handed the book back to her with a shy expression.
"Thank you for liking."
Wen Yifan took it and looked at the book.
is a signature.
"… "
Guess who is this famous person
Wen Yifan stared at it, unable to recognize the character of this ghostly talisman for a while.
After two seconds of silence, Wen Yifan put the notebook back in his pocket and said sincerely, "Thank you for your signature."
Mu Chengyun paused, pursed his lips and smiled: "No."
Qian Weihua didn't pay much attention to the movement of the two, and took the equipment: "Xiaofan, let's go."
She replied, "Okay."
Mu Chengyun was still standing there, and he didn't seem to have any signs of leaving. He held a mobile phone in his hand, his eyes were still on Wen Yifan, his ears were slightly red.
Wen Yifan politely said goodbye to him.
Mu Chengyun seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just smiled and waved to her.
…
The two went to Nanwu University for a brief interview and filming.
Not long after, Qian Weihua sent Wen Yifan back to Taili. Because he still had to do a follow-up interview, the rest of the press release and post-editing had to be left to Wen Yifan alone.
Wen Yifan stayed in the computer room for an afternoon.
Listen to the audio and write the manuscript at the same time, and then turn the news into a film, and send it for review before the evening column broadcasts. After confirming the order for the film, Wen Yifan didn't plan to work overtime, and was going to pack up and go home.
As soon as he got up, Wen Yifan met Su Tian who had just returned from an interview.
Su Tian greeted her: "Are you leaving?"
Wen Yifan nodded.
"Okay," Su Tian said, "I'm leaving too, we're together."
After leaving the unit, the two walked towards the subway station.
Su Tian suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Yifan, do you want to find a shared roommate? I heard from you before, it seems that this roommate is only rented for three months now?"
Wen Yifan: "Yes."
"How long does it take to expire?" Su Tian said. "I have a friend who also wants to find someone to share the lease with. She is a very nice girl. I think you two can be together."
Hearing this, Wen Yifan calculated the time: "There is still one month left."
"One month should be enough." Su Tian said, "Then why don't you discuss it with your current roommate first? If he decides to move and you want to find a roommate, I'll push my friend's WeChat to you?"
Wen Yifan forgot about this, and immediately said hello.
The two of them lived in different directions, and they went home after entering the gate.
Wen Yifan got on the subway and read the news while wearing headphones. When she arrived at the station, a message popped up on her screen interface, which was sent by Sang Yan: [Where.]
She clicked on it and replied: [Get off the subway soon.]
Wen Yifan: [What's wrong?]
This time Sang Yan sent a voice: "Okay, come directly to the supermarket outside the community in a while."
Sang Yan: "Buy something."
The tone is still beating: "As soon as possible, I can't lift it."
"… "
Wen Yifan: [Okay.]
The supermarket that Sang Yan mentioned is near Shangdu Huacheng.
After getting off the subway, Wen Yifan walked for five or six minutes to the entrance of the supermarket. She didn't see Sang Yan's figure, and she didn't know whether to go in directly or wait for him outside, so she simply sent a WeChat message: [I'm at the entrance of the supermarket.]
Sang Yan didn't reply immediately.
The temperature was low at night, and it was still raining, so Wen Yifan felt a little cold. She put her hands back in her pockets and suddenly touched the small book inside. She took it out and glanced at it, noticed the signature on the back cover, and remembered what happened this afternoon.
Seeing this, Wen Yifan took out his phone again, opened the webpage and typed in the words "Mu Chengyun".
If you want to find out what the other party does, let the signature have a place.
Otherwise, it seems strange to always carry a book with someone else's signature.
Just as Wen Yifan pressed the search button, the light next to him dimmed.
Before he could see the content of the entry, Wen Yifan noticed that Sang Yan's figure appeared in his field of vision. At this moment, he bent down slightly and leaned beside her, his breath overwhelming the surrounding area.
Appeared silently.
The distance between the two narrowed in an instant.
It seemed that if he got closer, Wen Yifan could touch his face. Her eyes were fixed, and she looked at him with her eyes down, her eyes on the screen of her mobile phone, and the profile of her face was tough and smooth.
The picture became clear.
The man's eyelashes are like crow feathers, with distinct roots. The color of the eyes is like lacquer, the eyelids are so thin that you can see bloodshots, and there is a faint demon mole. The color of the lips is light, and the curvature is neither salty nor light.
Wen Yifan moved his lips, but he didn't have time to speak.
The next moment, Sang Yan looked at her and said casually, "Do you like this one?"