"… "
Wen Yifan did not avoid his gaze, his expression was calm: "Huh?"
Sang Yan didn't repeat, and still looked at her from above, with a full meaning of scrutiny in her eyes. Wen Yifan could still notice from the corner of his eye that his fingertips tapped on the steering wheel, slowly and regularly.
As if thinking about something.
From her point of view, it is also like a silent Ling Chi.
Wen Yifan was looking for a response in his mind, his expression was a little stunned, and it seemed that he had just reacted. She curled her lips and explained gently: "Didn't you just say it? I only hugged you last night."
The tapping on the steering wheel stopped, and Sang Yan's eyelids moved. Seeing that he agreed with her explanation, he only made a light "ah" sound, and then withdrew his gaze.
No further questioning.
- Cold field.
Although Wen Yifan doesn't particularly want to talk now. But sticking to the principle of acting in a full set, she still asked, "So I lifted your clothes last night?"
Sang Yan looked ahead: "I remember wrong."
"… "
"Last time." Probably because he didn't want to make his words inconsistent, Sang Yan explained, "After all, it's not a one-time thing, I can't remember it clearly every time."
"… "
Wen Yifan wanted to say that he shouldn't be able to lift his clothes.
But thinking about how Sang Yan was so resigned to her fate when she hugged him last night that she was too lazy to resist, she also felt that in her previous sleepwalking, a lot of things that she could not imagine really happened.
Wen Yifan didn't dare to make up those pictures, so he could only nod his head: "I've wronged you."
"… "
After thinking for a while, Wen Yifan wanted him to feel that his days of suffering were coming to an end, and added comfortingly: "When I have time, I'll go to the hospital to have a look."
…
Go downstairs to Nanwu TV Station.
Wen Yifan lowered his eyes and unfastened his seat belt. She didn't know whether Sang Yan came to Shang'an at this point to "work overtime" at the bar, or something else, but she didn't ask, just said, "Thank you, then I'll go up first."
Sang Yan hummed lazily.
Wen Yifan was about to open the car door: "Be careful on the road."
"Wen Yifan." Sang Yan suddenly called her.
Hearing the sound, Wen Yifan stopped and looked back, "What's wrong?"
He said casually, "There is something in my hair."
Wen Yifan immediately raised his hand and touched his head, and asked, "Where?"
"A little left."
Wen Yifan moved his hand to the left.
"A little more."
Hands up again.
"Right."
She did everything, but still couldn't touch the "thing" he said.
The next moment, Wen Yifan heard Sang Yan tut impatiently. Her scalp was tight, and when she was about to look at the makeup mirror in front of her, she felt her head sink and something touched her.
She looked sideways.
Seeing Sang Yan raising her arm, her hand was resting on her head at this time, as if she wanted to help her get something out of her hair. Then she rubbed it rudely, messing up her hair.
Like revenge for her procrastination.
He withdrew his hand and started chasing guests: "Don't linger, I'm in a hurry."
Because of his actions, Wen Yifan asked hesitantly, "What is it?"
"do not know."
"..." Wen Yifan didn't ask any further, he could only say thank you.
Wen Yifan got out of the car, raised his hand to straighten his hair, and walked towards the door. He happened to bump into Mu Chengyun who didn't know when to arrive, and he took the initiative to say hello: "Sister Yifan, good morning."
She nodded to him: "Good morning."
Go into the building.
Wen Yifan recalled Sang Yan's actions just now, and rubbed his head in hindsight. Her thoughts drifted a little, as if immersed in her own world, and did not listen to what Mu Chengyun said next to her.
It's been a while.
Mu Chengyun called her: "Sister Yifan?"
"..." Wen Yifan returned to his senses, "Huh? What's wrong?"
Mu Chengyun's appearance is delicate, and his smile is a little milky. He didn't care about Wen Yifan's neglect just now, and repeated it with a good temper: "Are you dating Senior Sang?"
Wen Yifan paused: "No."
Mu Chengyun breathed a sigh of relief: "I just saw him taking you to work, and I saw him rubbing your head, I thought..." Before he finished, he smiled embarrassedly: "It's me too Gossip."
rub
Wen Yifan was stunned.
She retracted her hand and recalled the strength of Sang Yan.
Feeling, it would be more appropriate to describe it with stirring.
But Wen Yifan and Mu Chengyun were not very familiar with each other, and felt that denying it was enough, and he was too lazy to explain no matter how many questions. She didn't say much, just smiled.
The two entered the office together.
Back at the location, Wen Yifan turned on the computer. She flipped through the information on the table, Su Tian at the next table was drinking coffee and came over to talk to her: "Why are you here with this little puppy today."
Wen Yifan: "I just met at the door."
"Is that so." Thinking of what happened last night, Su Tian was a little apologetic, "By the way, Xiaofan, the drink I gave you yesterday seemed to have a high alcohol content. I thought it was fruit wine for you."
Speaking of this, Wen Yifan thought of what happened last night. Her expression froze, and she quickly returned to normal: "It's okay, I'll sleep when I get home. It doesn't matter."
Su Tian: "No headache, right?"
Wen Yifan didn't feel any discomfort and said with a smile, "No."
Su Tian yawned: "I see that many people are sluggish today. Yesterday was too much. I am sleepy now, and I regret not going with you yesterday."
"It's rare to go out and relax," Wen Yifan said, "just have fun."
This topic didn't last long. It didn't take long before Su Tian mentioned another thing to her: "Didn't I introduce my friend to you before and wanted you two to share a lease? Then your roommate stopped moving, and she I found one on the Internet, it's a male college student."
"A college student?" Wen Yifan thought for a while, "Why don't you live in school?"
"It seems to be a game anchor or something, and I don't want to affect the work and rest of my roommate." Su Tian said, "My friend complained to me every day a while ago, saying that this college student is too unhygienic."
"What's wrong?"
"Does your roommate behave like this?" Su Tian was a little curious when he mentioned this, and complained one by one, "That is, the tableware and chopsticks are piled up without washing after they are used up, making the bowl full of dry oil. Dirty clothes are washed every two weeks, panties and socks are thrown in the washing machine. Never clean, sometimes even forget to flush the toilet... "
Wen Yifan shook his head: "No."
Thinking of it this way, Sang Yan still loves cleanliness very much.
She was a little fortunate in her heart, and added: "My roommate is fine."
"Then you're lucky." Su Tian laughed and continued, "But you may not have imagined that a friend of mine came to tell me a few days ago that she felt like she fell in love with this college student."
This turning point made Wen Yifan a little confused: "Huh?"
"It's said that the college student is just spoiled by the family and won't do any housework. But as long as she brings up things, he will listen to him, and he will never do it again." Su Tian said, "It's all good things anyway. , It's not like the same person I complained about before."
"… "
"However, I think the main thing is that the university is very handsome. If I can find such handsome people, I will also go to share the rent." Su Tian sighed and made a comment, "So the opposite sex share a house and get along for a long time, will it happen? Some sparks of love."
Wen Yifan blurted out: "Not necessarily."
Su Tian looked at her: "Why did you deny it so quickly."
"… "
"I don't seem to have asked you before." Su Tian suddenly remembered something, "Is your new shared roommate male or female? I remember Wang Linlin found it for you?"
Wen Yifan was silent for a few seconds, but still didn't lie: "Men."
"Damn it," Su Tian was shocked, "is it reliable?"
"Um."
Maybe because of Wen Yifan's decisive reaction just now, Su Tian subconsciously felt that her roommate must be ugly, and continued: "Although you can't judge people by their appearance, are you sure he doesn't have bad intentions against you?"
Wen Yifan said nothing.
Staring at Wen Yifan's face, Su Tian was very worried: "I think it is normal for the opposite sex to share a house. But you should also pay attention to yourself. You have to be a little bit cautious about everything."
Thinking of Sang Yan, who had been taken advantage of by him, Wen Yifan's guilty conscience surged wildly again, and he felt that he might be the one with "misconduct". She didn't dare to say it, and said without changing her face: "I know."
…
Wen Yifan thought that Sang Yan was only staying for three months.
Thinking that in this short period of time, there won't be much conversation between them. When the time comes, he will naturally leave. For both parties, each other is just a passerby who can't even be called a friend.
It's just a little episode that isn't worth talking about.
Just like Wang Linlin before.
But this trend is clearly not right.
Wen Yifan can roughly analyze it from Su Tian's words. It was probably because she and Sang Yan had been facing each other all the time and spent too much time together, so she became dizzy and had thoughts that she shouldn't have.
Last night's hug was a warning.
It is always in front of Wen Yifan's eyes.
In this matter, Wen Yifan is very self-aware. She was not so affectionate that Sang Yan still had such thoughts about her, nor was she shameless enough to approach him as if it had never happened.
Moreover, Wen Yifan didn't like this habit very much, and was very afraid of adapting to the existence of another person.
in her subconscious.
This is nothing but two results.
The other party may be like his father, who will leave her side forever without warning one day; or he may be like his mother, who chooses to abandon her in order to have a better life for himself.
Because of this kind of thinking, and the fact that she did something wrong to Sang Yan when she was sober, Wen Yifan clearly felt that when she got along with Sang Yan again, her emotions were no longer the same as before.
Wen Yifan began to distance himself from Sanyan indistinctly.
Trying to get the relationship back to what it was when we first shared the tenancy, and stayed that way until he moved out.
This attitude changed little, and Sang Yan didn't seem to notice it either. He started going to work during this time, and the workload seemed to be heavy. In addition, he occasionally had to work "overtime" at night, and sometimes he didn't come back overnight.
The two of them didn't get to spend much time together for a month.
Wen Yifan was also busy with work, often leaving early and returning late, so he didn't have much time to think about these things.
Following the principle of not being close to roommates, Wen Yifan never asked Sang Yan what job he found. In the end, it was Zhong Siqiao who talked to her about it.
Zhong Siqiao: [I heard Xiang Lang say it yesterday.]
Zhong Siqiao: [Sang Yan seems to have gone to work in their company.]
Zhong Siqiao: [But they are not the same department. He didn't notice it before, and seems to have just discovered it.]
Wen Yifan: [Where is Xiang Lang working now?]
Zhong Siqiao: [Yousheng Technology.]
Zhong Siqiao: [He is in the marketing department, and Sang Yan is in the software department.]
Zhong Siqiao: [But Sang Yan's position is higher than Xiang Lang, and he is a manager.]
Zhong Siqiao: [Xiang Lang is really rubbish.]
Zhong Siqiao: [He also told me that Sang Yan must have a backstage.]
Seeing this, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered Sang Yan's previous words, and realized that he was not bragging. She thought about it too much, replied a few words at random, exited the chat window, and planned to continue working.
I was about to put my phone aside, but inadvertently clicked on another chat box.
It belongs to Zhao Yuandong.
Because Wen Yifan hasn't responded to messages, Zhao Yuandong's messages are less frequent. Only occasionally send a few words to let her pay attention to the changing seasons and not get sick.
Wen Yifan slid casually.
See a few days before Qingming.
Zhao Yuandong: [Your aunt returned to Beiyu today.]
Zhao Yuandong: [That day, my mother forgot to consider your emotions. I won't let her come in the future, okay?]
Zhao Yuandong: [Don't be angry with your mother.]
Qingming day.
Zhao Yuandong: [Ah Jiang, do you want to visit your father with your mother today?]
In the middle of it, it's basically just some miscellaneous words.
Three minutes ago, Zhao Yuandong sent another message.
Large chunks of text.
Zhao Yuandong: [A Jiang, my mother chatted with your aunt during this time. In the previous incident, I was not by your side at that time, and I didn't understand the situation, so I didn't stand by your side. It was my mother who was sorry for you.]
Zhao Yuandong: [I always feel that they take good care of you, and I am also very relieved. At that time, I always wanted to bring you back, but I was afraid that changing the environment frequently would affect your college entrance examination. I think it will be fine after a while. When you come to Nanwu for the college entrance examination, you will come back and live with your mother, who will take care of you. I didn't expect you to report to Yihe so far later.]
Zhao Yuandong: [Mom will make up for you in the future, okay?]
Wen Yifan stared at it for a while, then directly exited WeChat. She looked at the computer again, but her mind was a little confused. The text in front of her seemed to be a string of garbled characters, making it impossible for her to read it at all.
She closed her eyes, picked up her phone again, and cleared the chat history with Zhao Yuandong.
It was near eleven o'clock when Wen Yifan finished his work and returned home. She took off her shoes and saw that Sang Yan was lying on the sofa with a laptop, her fingers were tapping on the keyboard, and she didn't know what she was doing.
Wen Yifan didn't affect him, and habitually went over to drink a glass of water. After drinking, I filled another glass and planned to go back to the room.
Sang Yan stopped her at this time: "Hello."
Wen Yifan turned his head: "What's wrong?"
"Forgot the rules?" Sang Yan looked at her, quickly looked away, and said while typing on the keyboard, "You have to tell me if you don't come back at ten o'clock."
Wen Yifan was stunned for a moment, then said slowly, "Oh, I forgot. Sorry."
After that, she didn't say anything else and continued to walk towards the room.
"How do I feel, your attitude towards me recently is a little bit," Sang Yan paused, as if he was considering the words, and then slowly spit out two words, "Negative."
"..." Wen Yifan stopped again, "No, I'm just sleepy."
Sang Yan raised his eyes.
Wen Yifan said in a low voice, "I just want to sleep."
Sang Yan's movements stopped, looked at her fixedly, and quickly said, "Go to sleep."
…
After waiting for Wen Yifan to enter the room.
Sang Yan recalled what she looked like just now, was silent for a while, and then typed on the keyboard again.
It was close to two in the morning, Sang Yan closed the computer, went back to the room to get a change of clothes and went to take a shower. When he came out and wanted to go back to the living room to get the computer back, he saw that Wen Yifan had left the living room again.
She had changed into the short-sleeved shorts she was wearing to sleep, revealing her white, tender and slender limbs.
Wen Yifan was sitting on the sofa at this moment, staring blankly at the clock.
"… "
Sang Yan, still wet with wet hair, walked up to her. He rubbed his hair with a towel and stared at her for a while. Then, he pulled over the bench next to him, sat in front of her, and said slowly, "So you're in a bad mood, and sleepwalking when you're drunk?"
Wen Yifan remained silent.
Sang Yan asked, "What happened today?"
Wen Yifan was motionless, as if he only lived in his own world, unable to feel the things around him. If it wasn't for the occasional blink of an eye, Sang Yan felt like she had become a sculpture.
He didn't speak again.
Just sitting there and doing nothing else.
Ten minutes passed.
Wen Yifan stood up and walked slowly towards the room.
Sitting on the spot, Sang Yan turned and stared at her back. He tilted his head and looked forward, seeing that there was nothing that could stumble upon her where she was going next, and he did not follow.
He looked leisurely and looked at her actions lazily.
Like a ghost, Wen Yifan walked straight down the aisle, walking slowly and steadily. This time, like the previous times, she stopped again when she walked to his room.
Look inside.
Just now Sang Yan took the clothes and went to the toilet to take a shower. At this moment, the door was open but not closed.
Wen Yifan stared at it for a long time, his expression dazed.
"What are you looking at?" Sang Yan felt amused, "Why do you look like a pervert."
The voice just fell.
Wen Yifan raised his foot again and walked into his room as if he had been instructed.