Wen Yifan's lips were warm and dry, as if a brand had fallen off, burning on the skin.
Breathing is light and shallow, smooth and regular, skipping like a feather. She has a very faint rose scent on her body, as if Gu has been planted in it, spreading around, disturbing people's minds pervasively.
When she was so close, her eyelashes would sweep across the side of his face when she blinked. The tactile sensation intensified the unreal feeling, bit by bit, tearing his sanity apart.
Sang Yan's hand lifted uncontrollably, and soon, it stopped in the void again. He closed his eyes and tried his best to restrain his desires, his palms gradually tightened, and he went back.
He also wanted to be a person.
This unavoidable behavior is enough to take advantage of people's dangers.
During this time, Wen Yifan slowly sat up straight and distanced himself from him.
There was no expression on her face, and her expression was so calm that there was no turbulence, as if the person who had just lowered her head and kissed the corner of his lips was not her. The scene in front of me changed back to what it was a minute ago.
Nothing happened.
"Hey, Wen Shuangjiang." Sang Yan looked up at her, her voice hoarse, "You just kissed me."
"… "
Like it's time.
Wen Yifan stood up and started walking towards the room.
Afraid that she would almost hit the cabinet like she did just now, Sang Yan also stood up. His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking her up: "Are you running away after kissing someone?"
Wen Yifan walked forward slowly and stopped for a while as he passed his room.
"But I'm the one who suffers the most," Sang Yan leaned against the wall and stared at her behavior, "so you owe me one."
"… "
She continued walking towards the master bedroom.
After confirming that she would not bump into anything, Sang Yan stopped and did not continue to follow. The meaning in his eyes was unclear, and he finished the words slowly: "When you are awake, return it to me."
Because of the severe lack of sleep, Wen Yifan slept until ten o'clock the next morning and was barely woken by the alarm clock. She turned off the alarm clock in a daze, lay in bed again and woke up for a while, before sitting up with difficulty after a long while.
Her expression was warm, and she habitually looked in the direction of the door, and quickly retracted her eyes as if nothing had happened.
After a few seconds, Wen Yifan raised his eyes slowly and looked at the position in front of the door.
Only then did I realize that the area was empty, and I didn't see the chair at all. Her eyelids moved, she woke up instantly, and looked around.
It didn't take long to discover that the chair was right next to the dresser.
It's like returning to where it should be, and it doesn't look wrong at all.
"… "
Wen Yifan was at a loss.
Could it be that she was so sleepy yesterday that she mentally felt that she moved the chair over, but in fact her body didn't act like this
Or is it just sleepwalking
At this moment, Wen Yifan even wanted to install a monitor in the room to record what he did while sleepwalking, so that he would not feel at a loss as he did not know what was going on.
If something really happened, at least Wen Yifan still had time to think about it in advance to deal with it. She got up and tried to remember whether she moved the chair before going to bed last night, and went to the toilet to wash.
But this matter, the more you think about it, the more uncertain it becomes.
After tidying up, Wen Yifan left the room. It was getting late. She entered the kitchen and planned to go out with a sandwich, but she happened to bump into Sang Yan who was cooking noodles in the kitchen.
Her steps stopped.
Sang Yan raised her eyes and glanced at her.
"… "
The atmosphere always feels weird.
The weirdness that had been put on her the other day seemed to be transferred to Sang Yan at this time. But his expression didn't contain any emotion, and he didn't take the initiative to say anything, and it seemed that it was just her illusion.
Wen Yifan closed the refrigerator and asked hesitantly, "I..."
Sang Yan stirred the contents of the pot with chopsticks.
She finished her words in a low voice: "Did you sleepwalk?"
Sang Yan hummed lightly.
"Then I shouldn't have done anything, right?" Before he could answer, Wen Yifan repeated the previous words, "Just as I said before, when you see me sleepwalking, just treat me as air. If I get close to you, try to avoid me."
Hearing this, Sang Yan turned off the fire: "I haven't said anything yet, why did you start to clear the relationship?"
Wen Yifan explained: "It's not to clear the relationship, but to remind you."
Sang Yan picked up the pot and said casually, "Do you want to eat it?"
Wen Yifan was about to say "don't eat", after all, it was too late. But after glancing at the noodles in his pot, he hesitated for a while, feeling that it was not too short of time: "Eat."
Sang Yan: "Get the bowl yourself."
Wen Yifan took two bowls from the cupboard, followed behind his ass, and continued: "Then what did I do last night, were you still awake?"
She remembered that she didn't go to bed until two in the morning last night.
He didn't lift his eyes: "Get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet."
Wen Yifan sat at the table and patiently waited for his next words. But seeing that he only cared about his appearance and didn't say anything for a long time, he took the initiative to say: "I still had it yesterday, just, did you do something inappropriate?"
Putting the newly prepared face in front of her, Sang Yan looked at her and said with a half-smile, "Did you last night?"
Wen Yifan: "Yeah."
Sang Yan paused for a few seconds, as if recalling, and then said, "I didn't do that before."
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.
He added: "However."
Wen Yifan looked at him immediately.
Sang Yan smiled: "I did something even more extreme."
Wen Yifan: "?"
Noticing her expression, Sang Yan raised her eyebrows: "Don't make up those pictures that are not very innocent."
"… "
She didn't even think about that at all! ! !
Wen Yifan calmed down and felt that he was going crazy, but he still had to be extra calm, and didn't think it was a big deal at all. She pursed her lips and asked persistently, "So?"
"I won't tell you the specifics," Sang Yan said lazily, "I'm afraid you will feel that the world is collapsing after listening to it, and you can't believe that you still have such a side."
"… "
He said very badly: "As for me, I am such a caring and tolerant person."
"It's okay, you can talk about it." Wen Yifan swallowed, "I can accept it."
Sang Yan looked at her, her eyes slid down her eyes and landed somewhere. His eyes darkened, and the corner of his lower lip pursed lightly. He withdrew his gaze, his tone was calm and calm, and he seemed to have been greatly bullied: "Forget it, I can't say it."
Wen Yifan: "..."
your character.
You, the fuck, and the words you can't say
"Let's tell you that." Sang Yan tapped her fingertips on the table and said clearly, "I'm in a good mood recently. So I won't care about these things with you for the time being."
"… "
"But in the future, I will ask you to return it one by one."
Wen Yifan really didn't like the feeling of being in debt, and said sincerely, "Can you pay it back now?"
Sang Yan leaned back and leaned back in the chair: "It's not yet time."
Wen Yifan: "Then how do I pay it back?"
Sanyan didn't answer.
The current situation made Wen Yifan think of the name she called out because of a slip of the tongue when she first went back to the overtime bar - "Sangtou Card". At that time, Sang delayed thinking that he was going to prostitute him.
Now her behavior seems to be a bit like "whoring", but it's not too much.
She has done something bad, and she has to give him some mental damage fee.
Maybe that's what it means
Wen Yifan also couldn't think of how he could repay his behavior, so he could only come up with the most logical solution, and hesitantly said, "Yes, do you want to receive money?"
Sanyan's expression froze.
"Well, shall I send you an IOU first?" Wen Yifan was still a little embarrassed at this time, but after a while, he probably won't be so humble, "Then you can just wake me up next time. already."
Sang Yan stared at her expressionlessly, and did not continue the topic with her. After a long while, she said impatiently, "Hurry up and eat."
…
The situation seemed to be reversed after that.
Wen Yifan had heard him say before that he kissed him when he was sleepwalking. In addition, several days had passed, and she had already accepted it no matter how she couldn't believe it.
Although Sang Yeon said she did something more extreme this time.
But he always spoke like this, and Wen Yifan didn't quite believe that he could do anything outrageous.
The last time I kissed him, I could explain that he was unprepared, but now Sang Yan has understood the problem of his sleepwalking. If he did something too terribly wrong, he couldn't stop him.
Wen Yifan didn't take this sleepwalking too seriously.
On the contrary, Sang Yan's side became weird, as if repeating her previous reaction. It was as if her reaction was just slow, and at this moment she realized that it was extremely difficult to accept that she had kissed him.
Recognized by the chair she placed in front of the door before going to bed.
Wen Yifan roughly judged that the frequency of his sleepwalking is not high, and it only occurs once in a while. In addition, Sang Yan didn't mention her sleepwalking much, so she gradually felt relieved.
Before you know it, the end of April is approaching.
Fu Zhuang and Wen Yifan mentioned that there would be new recruits in the group, but there was no follow-up. Wen Yifan thought that his news was wrong and did not take it to heart.
Almost about to forget.
Monday afternoon.
Wen Yifan and Fu Zhuang came back from an interview and found that there were two new faces in the office.
They were a man and a woman, both of whom looked young, like two college students. Because there was no teacher to bring them, they both had nothing to do at the moment, they were sitting in their seats and reading materials.
Fu Zhuang seemed to know one of them, and he shouted with a smile, "Mu Chengyun."
Hearing the name, Wen Yifan took another look at the boy's face, only to realize that it was the boy who signed him before. She turned to look at Fu Zhuang and asked casually, "You know him?"
"I know, my classmate's name is Mu Chengyun." Fu Zhuang introduced her enthusiastically, "I told you earlier that he was the one who came to ask me if our group was still hiring. He is quite famous in our department. , he has also made movies! He is awesome!"
Hearing the conversation between the two, Mu Chengyun stood up and came over to say hello: "Hello, senior, I'm the new intern Mu Chengyun."
"You can just call Sister Yifan or Sister Wen. Who knows who you are calling when you call senior, here are all your seniors." Fu Zhuang patted his chest proudly, "I'm your senior too."
Mu Chengyun immediately looked at Wen Yifan, as if asking for her permission.
"You can call whatever you want." Wen Yifan said, "Have we met before?"
"Yes." Mu Chengyun smiled shyly, "I didn't expect Sister Yifan to be my fan."
"… "
Fu Zhuang was shocked: "Sister, have you seen his movies?"
Wen Yifan was silent for three seconds without explaining: "Well."
Another intern chimed in at the moment. She looked like a more lively character, and there was a small tiger tooth when she smiled: "What movie? Let me hear if I have seen it."
Before anyone could answer, the girl said again: "By the way, my name is Fang Li. Senior, then I will call you Sister Yifan in the future?"
Wen Yifan replied hello, did not continue talking to them, and returned to his seat. She turned on the computer, saw Fang Li take out her mobile phone, and added WeChat to Fu Zhuang and Mu Chengyun.
After a while.
Wen Yifan just opened the document and felt that the light beside him dimmed. She raised her eyes, saw Mu Chengyun standing beside her, and asked politely, "Sister Yifan, can I add your WeChat?"
Fang Li also came over and stood next door waiting.
Wen Yifan paused, picked up the phone, and nodded, "Yes."
After being verified by their friends, Wen Yifan checked WeChat. Just happened to see that not long ago, the current landlord sent her a message, urging her for this month's rent.
Seeing this, Wen Yifan noticed that it was time to pay the rent.
When she was busy with work, she couldn't remember anything.
Wen Yifan quickly apologized and transferred money to him directly through online banking. After the transfer was successful, she found Sang Yan's WeChat and sent a sentence: [This month's rent should be paid.]
Wen Yifan: [Just transfer me to Alipay.]
Afterwards, Wen Yifan put his phone aside and started writing a press release.
Less than half a minute passed.
The phone screen next to it lights up.
While looking at the computer, Wen Yifan picked up the phone and unlocked the screen.
The interface shows Sang Yan's transfer record.
She opened it casually, intending to confirm the amount.
—Sang Yan transfers 30,000 yuan to you.
After exiting Alipay, Wen Yifan opened WeChat and was about to reply "received" to him when he felt something was not right. She tilted her head, reopened Alipay, and glanced at Sang Yan's transfer amount again.
Wen Yifan silently counted the 0 behind him.
one two three four…
"… "
"?"
Four zeros.
Isn't that Wan
His rent is three thousand a month.
If you want to live for two or three more months, you won't be able to transfer 30,000 yuan...
Wen Yifan took a screenshot and sent it to him on WeChat: [Why did you transfer so much?]
Sang Yan replied quickly: [What.]
Another minute or so passed.
Sang Yan: [Oh.]
Sang Yan: [There is an extra zero.]
"… "
Wen Yifan thought that being rich was different.
It felt like if she hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have found out about it at all.
Wen Yifan: [Then I'll turn it back for you.]
Sang Yan: [No need.]
Sang Yan: [Keep it for the next time.]
Wen Yifan thought he was only staying for an extra month, and was a little stunned when he saw this. She thought for a while, and then asked the exit: [How long will you live?]
Sang Yan: [?]
The tone of the text could not be seen, and Wen Yifan added: [Let me confirm.]
Wen Yifan: [This is how to decide when to start looking for new roommates.]
This time Sang Yan did not return immediately.
After a long time, he sent a voice over.
Wen Yifan clicked to listen.
Sang Yan lazily dragged her end: "stay until you pay off the debt you owe me."
"… "
Wen Yifan didn't understand: [What debt?]
Another one.
Sang Yan: "Why, do you want me to remind you?"
Wen Yifan hasn't figured it out yet.
Sang Yan initiated the text this time.
A succession of messages.
Like a heavy hammer, it struck her mind word by word.
[you]
[late at night]
[Intelligence is defeated by desire]
[attempt]
[Occupy me]