The air was stagnant.
Half of Sang Yan's face was still buried in her hair, her right hand grabbed her wrist and placed it in front of her. The movements are intimate and natural, as if they are treasures. But it was like being imprisoned, making her unable to move.
She ripped apart her only remaining thoughts.
Wen Yifan's body was stiff, and he clenched his fists, this time he didn't even dare to breathe. She had never had such intimate contact with the opposite sex, and she clearly felt her face burn.
Totally out of control.
It wasn't until she couldn't hold her breath anymore that she slowly returned to her senses and let out a shallow breath.
Wen Yifan didn't dare to act rashly again, and he didn't dare to look back at his current appearance. For fear that he has woken up, he will meet his long-awaited, meaningful gaze.
This stable situation can no longer be sustained.
Like self-deception.
As long as she doesn't look back, he will never wake up.
Wen Yifan put all his attention on Sang Yan behind him. She couldn't hold anything else in her mind, trying to figure out how fast he was sleeping now based on the frequency of his breathing.
Just a few minutes passed.
As time went on, her mood gradually became anxious.
I don't think I can sit still like this forever.
Wen Yifan gathered his courage and decided to try it a second time.
Staring at the wrist held by Sang Yan, Wen Yifan raised his other hand and carefully opened his fingers one by one. It wasn't until he put his hand back in place that her spirit relaxed a little.
She hesitated and looked back again.
The hair in front of Sang Yan's forehead was fine and messy, and he looked a little less sharp than usual. His eyes were still closed, with fine eyelashes covering them, and there was no movement.
Wen Yifan instantly felt that the dawn was imminent.
She looked away, sat up holding her breath, and moved to the bed little by little.
ten centimeters.
five centimeters.
Just a little.
When his feet landed, Wen Yifan heard Sang Yan's slightly hoarse voice.
"Wen Yifan?"
"… "
Wen Yifan's mind got stuck for a moment, and after a few seconds, he turned back mechanically.
Hit San Yan's line of sight.
The world is quiet at this moment.
I don't know when I woke up, Sang Yan's expression was much clearer than before, with an inexplicable inquiry. He also sat up, looked around, and looked at her again: "Why are you here."
Before she could answer, Sang Yan spoke again. As if he didn't get enough sleep, his eyelids were slightly drooping, his voice was hoarse, and there was a bit of getting up in his words: "Explain."
"… "
Wen Yifan closed his eyes.
She was about to get out of bed, and she was only a few steps away from the room.
As a result, Sang Yan just woke up.
Wen Yifan felt that his previous trepidation was like a joke.
Might as well wake him up by breaking the jar in the first place.
"You're dreaming." This time Wen Yifan decided to use the strategy of slowing down his troops to fool him temporarily before he was completely awake. She suppressed her emotions and added without changing her face: "It's normal to wake up."
"..." Sang Yan stared at her, exasperated, "I look like a fool?"
"Yeah." Wen Yifan said as he walked out, absent-mindedly comforting, "Go back to sleep, it won't look like it when you wake up."
"… "
Calmly exiting Sang Yan's room, Wen Yifan hurried back to the master bedroom. She locked the door and immediately collapsed on the ground exhausted. She leaned against the door panel and listened vigilantly to the movement outside.
I didn't hear any movement from Sang Yan.
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after, Wen Yifan got up again and went into the toilet.
For a short time, she felt that she couldn't get along with Sang Yan in the same space. She had to go out first before Sang Yan left the room, and then come back at night to solve this matter.
When she adjusts her emotions, she will settle it peacefully.
Packing himself up as quickly as possible, Wen Yifan packed his bag and left the room. At this time, the door of Sang Yan's room was closed, but the toilet door on the other side was open, and Sang Yan could be faintly seen standing in front of the sink.
There was also the sound of water flowing.
She stopped in her footsteps and headed out.
At the same time, the sound of water stopped.
Wen Yifan happened to walk to the door of the toilet.
Sang Yan turned her head to look in her direction. He had just washed his face, and there were still drops of water on his face, which fell down. Seeing this, he stretched out his hand without warning, grabbed Wen Yifan's arm, and pulled in his direction.
Wen Yifan was forced to stop and took several steps in his direction.
She looked up.
He bumped into Sang Yan's brows.
"It ran pretty fast."
"..." Wen Yifan said calmly without showing any emotion on his face, "What?"
Sanyan didn't say anything.
This situation can no longer be pretentious. Wen Yifan can only pull out a reasonable reason: "I don't want to pretend that nothing happened, but I'm in a hurry now. There is an interview this morning, and it's almost time."
Sang Yan looked calm, as if waiting for what she could say.
Wen Yifan said gently, "When I come back at night, let's deal with this matter again, okay?"
"Huh?" Sang Yan smiled and said word by word, "No way."
Wen Yifan choked.
Sang Yan let go of her arm and bent down slightly to look at her. His eyelashes were still stained with water droplets, and the corners of his lips were tugging casually: "Tell me first, what happened to you this morning."
"Sleepwalking." Wen Yifan explained, "I can't control this behavior."
"Didn't you say before that you wouldn't come into my room?"
"I really don't know what's going on this time." Noticing his expression, Wen Yifan said sincerely, "I'm sorry, this is really my problem. There won't be a second time."
Sang Yan said lazily: "You still make me quite scared."
Wen Yifan: "Huh?"
"After all, I don't know how far you will go. Maybe you will wake up one day," Sang Yan bit her words, her tone was beating and shameless, "My chastity has been mercilessly taken away by you."
"..." Wen Yifan frowned.
"You're not like that," Sang Yan deliberately paused, "coveted me."
"… "
Can you! Speak! reason!
Wen Yifan endured it, patiently, and said calmly, "Let's talk about things, I just found a place to sleep on your bed. In fact, I didn't meet you at all."
Sang Yan: "How do you know?"
"I woke up earlier than you." This incident broke her down, plus Sang Yan was still so rambunctious, Wen Yifan simply broke the jar and smashed it, "It's because you don't sleep well, I want to When you got up, you pulled me back—"
Speaking of this, Wen Yifan's sanity returned instantly.
He swallowed the rest of the words.
"What? Pull it back, and then." Sang Yan looked at her playfully, as if she didn't know what happened next, and said in a low voice, "You're done."
"… "
"Anyway, you also had physical contact with me when you were not awake." Wen Yifan pursed his lower lip and said fairly, "So we can cancel it out."
Sang Yan raised her eyebrows: "Offset what?"
Wen Yifan said calmly, "The time I sleepwalked and hugged you before."
"… "
"Oh." Sang Yan said leisurely, "It turned out to be such a retribution."
When he said this, Wen Yifan also instantly realized that what he said was not quite right.
"But it's not me who suffers." Sang Yan's lips loosened, and he said arrogantly, "Isn't it obvious that we have ideas about whom?"
"… "
Wen Yifan was in a mess at the moment, and he really didn't know how to deal with this person.
In addition, when she heard his words before, she only felt speechless, but now she felt a little more guilty of being pierced. matter.
Her expression was sober.
Sang Yan looked at her up and down, looking thoughtful, as if trying to find something wrong.
After a few moments, he readily agreed.
These words seemed like a pardon, Wen Yifan didn't say any more, and went out immediately.
Wen Yifan didn't feel relaxed at all after leaving the space where he was alone with Sang Yan. She only felt a headache. After all, she had to formally discuss the matter after she came back at night.
Mainly, Wen Yifan didn't know what to do.
It's not a one-night stand, nor a drunken sex.
Just because she was sleepwalking in the wrong place, the two slept in the same bed without interfering with each other all night. At best, it can only be said that he rented a half bed from him.
Ugh.
How else can this be solved
Is it possible that she also rents half a bed for him
Sad all the way.
Back at the TV station, Wen Yifan put his energy back to work and put this matter aside for the time being. She applied for equipment and an interview car, and went out for an interview with Mu Chengyun, the only free person in the office.
The two walked towards the parking lot.
Wen Yifan looked down at the news on his phone.
Mu Chengyun next to her chatted with her: "Sister Yifan, are you free after get off work tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?" Wen Yifan thought about tomorrow, "I'm not sure, what's wrong?"
"A senior I know just gave birth to a daughter." Mu Chengyun scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I want to pick a gift for her, but I don't know much about it."
"Daughter?" Wen Yifan was stunned, "Then you can ask Sister Zhen Yu, how old she also has a daughter."
"… "
Mu Chengyun was silent for three seconds: "Okay."
When he was about to walk to the side of the car, Mu Chengyun stared at her face suddenly, as if he just realized: "Sister Yifan, you got something dirty on your face." He pointed to the same spot on his face: "Here , seems to be gray."
"Ah." Wen Yifan took out a tissue from his pocket and rubbed it where he said, "Is this?"
"Go down... No, the left side." Seeing that she couldn't wipe it clean for a long time, Mu Chengyun simply took the tissue from her hand with a very simple expression, "I'll wipe it off for you."
"… "
Wen Yifan hasn't reacted yet.
He had already raised his hand.
This close approach made Wen Yifan a little uncomfortable and resistant. She took a step back subconsciously and smiled politely: "No need, I'll deal with it later."
Mu Chengyun's expression froze, and he touched his nose awkwardly: "Okay."
The two got into the car.
Wen Yifan sat in the driver's seat, wiped off the stains on his face in the rearview mirror, and then started the car. She looked ahead and said casually, "Chengyun, check the equipment first."
Mu Chengyun regained his senses and said obediently, "Okay."
No one spoke in the car, only the radio broadcast the news. It seemed quiet, but not too quiet.
Soon, Mu Chengyun broke the silence and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, my senior is a classmate of Senior Sang. He got married right after graduation, and now he has children."
Wen Yifan nodded: "Very good."
Mu Chengyun: "Sister Yifan, how did you and Senior Sang know each other? I remember your alma mater is Yihe University."
Wen Yifan said succinctly: "Senior high school classmate."
Mu Chengyun sighed: "Have you known each other for so long? I think your relationship is pretty good."
"Um."
"I thought you were a couple before, because I think Senior Sang is very special to you." Mu Chengyun was a little envious, "It seems that you are good friends."
Wen Yifan was too lazy to explain, just laughed.
"Sister Yifan, did you know that Senior Sang had a favorite person in high school? He seems to have been chasing that person for a long time." Mu Chengyun laughed, "My senior told me several times, But he has never seen it before, and he is very curious about what kind of person can make a good person like Senior Sang like him for so long."
Wen Yifan felt that this boy seemed to gossip more than Fu Zhuang, and said absently, "I don't know too well."
"I remember that during the graduation dinner, someone said, is it because what you can't get is always the best." Speaking of this, Mu Chengyun paused, "Ah, yes. I remember Senior Sang at that time. Said."
Wen Yifan took time to look at him.
"He said—" Mu Chengyun's eyes were clear and his smile was clean and clear, "'Otherwise, do you think I can be such a loving person?'"