Wen Yifan remembered that Sang Yan didn't say anything at that time, so quiet that he couldn't even hear the slightest breathing. The two were silent for about half a minute, and she reached out to wipe away the tears and hung up the phone.
since that day.
The two of them never met again at school.
Later, Wen Yifan moved to Beiyu with his uncle's family, and therefore changed schools. Just when she thought she would cut off contact with Sang Yan completely, she began to receive text messages from him.
continuously.
Send one every once in a while.
And then.
On holidays or weekends, Sang Yan would occasionally come to Beiyu to find her. The number of times is not very frequent, at most only once a month to see her. She will also ask her opinion in advance.
The two go to the same noodle shop every time.
The noodle shop is small and old-fashioned. The taste of the noodles is ordinary and featureless, so the business is not good. Every time I go there, the store is deserted, and only the boss sits at the cashier and watches TV.
More times, the boss will recognize the two of them. No need to order, just get up and go to the kitchen when you see them.
There is only a small space for two people.
Because of her words, Sang Yan's words became less in front of her. His demeanor was as powerful as before, but he seemed to be cautious, not as reckless as before.
Like unspoken.
The two never mentioned the call again.
…
Basically, Zhong Siqiao has never seen Wen Yifan get angry, so he is a little curious now: "What did you do? Are you sure that your behavior can hurt him?"
Wen Yifan didn't answer this time, and lowered his head to eat the noodles.
"Maybe it's just that you think more seriously, maybe the other party doesn't think it's a big deal at all, and it's not even a tickling for him." Zhong Siqiao enlightened her like a confidant sister, "Or maybe he is really good at it. He cares about this matter, but you apologize and explain it, and he doesn't care."
The corners of Wen Yifan's mouth curled up: "How long has it been."
"What's the matter? It's never too late to apologize." Zhong Siqiao said, "The mouth is on you. You can say whatever you want. The right is with you. It's just that the other party has the right to accept or not."
I don't know if I heard it or not, Wen Yifan just smiled.
This topic ends here.
After eating the noodles, the two got up and left the noodle shop.
Zhong Siqiao put her bag on her back and mentioned other things to her. Halfway through speaking, she suddenly made an "eh" sound, raised her hand and squeezed her arm: "A little bit, are you gaining weight?"
"..." Wen Yifan raised his head, "Huh?"
"You were so skinny before that you only had bones, and I felt numb when I leaned against you." Zhong Siqiao stared at her face and said seriously, "But now I feel like you are a little bit fleshy."
Wen Yifan didn't feel it: "Really?"
Zhong Siqiao jokingly said, "Did you live well together with Sang Yan?"
"… "
Hearing this, Wen Yifan realized with hindsight that since Sang Yan moved in, she seemed to be eating more.
Originally, she didn't have the habit of eating dinner, but because of his reckless cooking behavior and not knowing how to properly increase the amount, she acted as a trash can for him to solve the leftovers.
The place where the two of them met was in the middle of the two people's residences, both of which were a certain distance away, so they couldn't stay out too late. After dinner, they both went home.
Taking the key and entering the door, when Wen Yifan took off his shoes, as always, he caught a glimpse of Sang Yan lying on the sofa and playing games. As usual, TV shows unnamed dramas, and the volume is not too loud or too small, which makes it seem noisy.
After a long time, Wen Yifan had an inexplicable feeling that he had a pet at home. No matter when she goes out or when she comes home, she can see this "pet" being lazy and unrestrained at home.
Wen Yifan retracted his thoughts, sat down on the sofa to drink water, and glanced at him. Thinking of Zhong Siqiao's words, her lips parted and closed, and after a long time, she finally summoned up the courage to shout, "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan didn't raise her eyes: "Say."
"..." Wen Yifan was inexplicably at a loss for words.
After so many years, maybe the other party doesn't remember what happened at that time.
Now that it is suddenly mentioned, it seems quite confusing.
But it's weird to call someone not to speak. Seeing his idle appearance, Wen Yifan thought for a while, and casually raised a topic: "Is your main business a bar owner?"
Sang Yan: "Sideline."
Wen Yifan thought for a while: "I remember the last time I said that your university is a computer science department?"
"Yeah." Sang Yan raised her head and said with a half-smile, "What?"
"No, I'm just curious." Wen Yifan said, "Since you don't have to go to work every day, just ask."
"Change jobs. Too many companies have poached me, isn't this still robbing me?" Sang Yan yawned, her tone tugging and shameless, "We'll talk about it when they finish robbing me."
"… "
Wen Yifan couldn't tell whether he was bragging, or whether he was really in this state of being scrambled by others. She didn't comment on this, thinking about changing roommates, and said, "By the way, have you looked at the decoration of your house?"
Sang Yan looked back: "Well."
Wen Yifan: "How's it going?"
"It hasn't been renovated yet, and the workers won't go to work in the New Year." Sang Yan's tone was flat and straightforward, "You can't live in immediately after the renovation, it may take a while."
Wen Yifan was a little stunned: "Then you won't move in a month? Will you still be staying for a while?"
"That's what it means." Saying that, Sang Yan looked at her, "Okay, you don't have to be happy like this."
"… "
Wen Yifan nodded and said nothing, thinking in his heart that he could only ask Su Tian's friend to find another house. After all, she couldn't drive Sang Yan away like that. She drank water and watched TV boredly.
After the two lived together for a while, Wen Yifan realized that every time Sang Yan turned on the TV, it didn't seem to be for watching, but just to find some sound for the house.
Once before, she watched for a while while Sang Yan turned on the TV.
At that time, the woman on the TV was crying and eating, crying extremely hard. Wen Yifan didn't know the previous plot and felt a little sad when he saw it, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
Hearing this, Sang Yan lifted her eyelids and glanced, lazily said, "I'm too hungry."
"… "
So at this moment, although Wen Yifan still didn't understand the plot, he didn't plan to ask him.
I watched for a while to myself.
This time, Sang Yan seemed to be interested in the show, so she put away her phone and started watching. A few minutes later, he also chatted with her about the behavior of the characters in the play: "What's the situation with this person?"
This is a suspense drama.
At this time, the time in the play was in the middle of the night, and the light seemed dim. The man seemed to wake up from his sleep, changed his clothes slowly, wrapped himself tightly, and went out the door.
Wen Yifan guessed: "Double personalities."
"How do I feel—" Sang Yan turned to look at her and said word by word, "more like sleepwalking?"
"Really?" The word made Wen Yifan stunned for a moment, and she looked at the TV again, "I can't tell the difference, doesn't the main character with dual personalities know what the sub-personality does? I only know whether sleepwalking is not remember."
Sang Yan asked, "How do you know?"
"Because," Wen Yifan said honestly, "I used to sleepwalk too."
"… "
After all, Wen Yifan didn't think there was anything to hide from this kind of thing. Noticing his expression, she realized that her problem was a little scary, and added: "I only sleepwalked when I was a child, and when I was living in college, but I haven't had this problem for a long time."
Sang Yan pointed out the logical problem: "How do you know that you haven't committed it for a long time?"
"Ah," Wen Yifan paused and gave a reasonable explanation, "No one told me I was sleepwalking."
"So after you graduated," Sang Yan smiled, "have you lived with others?"
Wen Yifan pondered for a while: "Only Wang Linlin, but we only lived together for a week. I also started to share a lease with others after I came to Nanwu. I have never had such an experience before."
Be silent.
Always feeling that there was something in his words, Wen Yifan had a vague guess and asked hesitantly, "Have I ever sleepwalked in front of you?"
"… "
Thinking that he might still be sleepwalking, Wen Yifan panicked.
Because this happened when she was not awake, everything was out of control, and she didn't know what she would do. There is a sense of fear and powerlessness about the unknown.
For some unknown reason, when she first went to college, the problem of sleepwalking started to happen again.
The first time she was sleepwalking in the dormitory, she scared her roommates who woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. As a result, Wen Yifan did not dare to sleep in the next few days, for fear that he would sleepwalk and scare people again.
After the three roommates found out about this matter, the four of them found a chance to talk about it.
The few little girls were all very nice and said they could accept it. In addition, Wen Yifan couldn't do anything while sleepwalking, so they got used to it over time.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Wen Yifan asked again, "Is there any?"
Sang Yan asked back, "Did you know when I came back last night?"
This is the second time he has asked this question.
Wen Yifan felt puzzled: "I slept quite early yesterday, and I didn't hear you coming back."
Sang Yan stared straight at her, as if observing whether what she said was true or false.
"..." Wen Yifan suddenly understood, and was silent, and then asked with a little certainty, "Did you see me leaving the room when you came back yesterday?"
Sang Yan leaned on the back of the chair, tilted her head, and hummed lightly.
This was like a bolt from the blue to Wen Yifan. She didn't know how to react, so she could only ask indifferently, "Then what did I do?"
Sang Yan was also honest, and pointed with his eyes: "Just sat here for a while, and then went back."
Wen Yifan was a little embarrassed: "I didn't scare you."
"Scared me?" Sang Yan smiled, "Wen Yifan, you need to be clear. As for me, there is nothing to be afraid of. What can you scare me by just sleepwalking?"
"It's good that I didn't scare you." His tone was still disgusting, but Wen Yifan heaved a sigh of relief, "My college roommate told me that I won't do anything when I sleepwalk, and if you see me again later , just treat it as air."
Sang Yan said "Oh" meaningfully.
Wen Yifan: "As long as the quality of sleep is good, I shouldn't sleepwalk. It shouldn't affect you too much."
Sang Yan: "Okay."
"By the way," Wen Yifan suddenly remembered that there was one most important thing he missed, and asked cautiously, "Last night, it was the first time you saw me sleepwalking, right?"
Sang Yan: "Of course."
Wen Yifan's spirit relaxed: "Then—"
Before he could finish speaking, he heard Sang Yan spit out two words slowly: "No."
"..." Wen Yifan was stunned, "Huh? Is there any more?"
Sang Yan's lips twitched slightly, she sat up straight, and calmly poured herself a glass of water. Afterwards, he raised his eyes slightly and told her very patiently, "One more time."
"Then," Wen Yifan always had a bad premonition and asked hesitantly, "what did I do that time?"
"What did you do?" Sang Yan dragged her tail, as if she couldn't remember, "I think about—"
Wen Yifan waited calmly.
If you think you need to think about it for so long, it is probably not a big deal.
After a long while, Sang Yan said, "Ah, I remembered."
Wen Yifan answered, "What?"
Sang Yan stared at her thoughtfully: "You suddenly ran out and hugged me."
"… "
Wen Yifan's expression froze, and he couldn't believe his ears: "Huh? What?"
I thought it was a shock.
Unexpectedly, there are more unacceptable things waiting for her behind.
Sang Yan raised her eyebrows and added leisurely: "And kissed me."