Wen Yifan retracted his gaze, did not comment on the words, only hummed.
She has no way of verifying the veracity of this statement.
The only point of confusion is that they don't know why they brought up Sang Yan's high school at the dinner party after the university graduation ceremony. After all, Su Haoan didn't seem to know anything about the two of them.
In addition, according to Sang Yan's proud temperament, he will never show his weakness in front of others at will, and he is too lazy to talk to others about his grievances.
So Wen Yifan couldn't think of the source of this matter.
But it is also possible that it was said frankly as a joke
After all, it's been so long.
When you think about it, it seems reasonable.
Wen Yifan didn't think about it any more, he just thought it was quite miraculous.
She didn't even think about it.
In this way you will be the "best" one.
"Later, Senior Sang also said," Mu Chengyun looked at her sideways, and added appropriately, "If he encounters him again, he may chase this person again, but his mentality will definitely be different from before."
Wen Yifan turned the steering wheel without saying a word.
After speaking, Mu Chengyun was quiet for a few seconds, as if guessing her thoughts. He smiled lightly and said calmly, "But it should be just drunken talk, not necessarily real thoughts."
The words fell, and the car fell into silence again.
Wen Yifan pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "You didn't say it before."
"Um?"
Wen Yifan pointed out the loophole in his words: "Did he only say one sentence all night?"
"..." Mu Chengyun's smile froze, and soon returned to normal, "Did I say that before? I don't have an impression. Maybe I was drunk, so I made a mistake."
"Then you should be more careful in the future, and don't get too drunk when you go out to play. We are in this business, and there will be emergencies at any time." Speaking of this, Wen Yifan reminded seriously, "Also, you can gossip casually. , but you can't use this attitude when doing news."
"… "
"What you see, what you hear, what kind of report comes out." Like Fu Zhuang, Wen Yifan said peacefully, "It can't be guessed, and it can't be used to hear or remember wrongly. Be wrong when you say it wrong. Everything has to be realistic.”
Mu Chengyun's smile completely subsided.
His expression became serious, and he responded quickly: "I understand."
Drive the car to Nanwu People's Hospital.
Wen Yifan found a place to park the car, the two got the equipment and got out of the car, followed the signs and walked to the orthopedic department of the hospital. Taking advantage of this gap, Wen Yifan looked down at his phone and replied a few messages.
Before coming, Wen Yifan contacted the hospital and the mother of the injured person, and only came to interview with the consent of the other party. She learned about the situation in advance. The injured person was a little girl who had just entered the first year of junior high, named Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yusheng's vocal cords were damaged and he couldn't speak.
The situation that day was that Zhang Yu went to eat nearby with his classmates and went home later than usual. When crossing the road, the perpetrator knocked her down and ran over her right leg before braking.
This situation made the perpetrator sober immediately, got out of the car and called an ambulance.
The two entered the ward where Zhang Yu was.
It's a triple room, and it's full at the moment. Zhang Yu was lying on the hospital bed in the middle. He had already done the surgery and had a plaster cast on his leg. She looked immature, her eyes were red and swollen, and it was obvious that she had just cried.
Zhang Yu's mother sat next to her and coaxed her softly.
Wen Yifan walked over and took the initiative to say hello, and then introduced himself.
Zhang Yu's mother's name is Chen Lizhen, and she doesn't look like a mother with such an old child at all. Appearance is properly maintained, and the temperament is extremely gentle. She especially cooperated with Wen Yifan's interview. She didn't shake her face or showed any impatience during the whole process.
Afraid of affecting Zhang Yu's mood again, the interview was conducted outside the ward.
Wen Yifan asked questions and took notes while Mu Chengyun next to him was filming with a camera.
"The saddest thing is the child," Chen Lizhen rubbed her brows and said, her eyes turning red, "She has just been transferred to Nanwu Art School, and she doesn't know what to do now. I don't know if this will affect her. She dances."
Wen Yifan paused and asked, "Is Xiaoyu dancing?"
Chen Lizhen turned her head away and wiped away her tears: "Well, ballet. I started dancing when I was seven."
Hearing this, Wen Yifan glanced in the direction of the ward.
The little girl lowered her head, her hands intertwined in front of her. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears fell out of her unconsciously. But there is no way to vent, even crying is silent.
"Because Xiaoyu can't speak, Xiaoyu has always been very introverted and has no friends." Chen Lizhen turned out her phone while talking and showed her the photos, "I found out that she has a talent for dancing, so I found a training class for her. After starting dancing, She just gradually became more cheerful."
"The doctor said that it depends on Xiaoyu's recovery. Now I can't be sure if it will affect it." Chen Lizhen's eyebrows were a little tired, "I'm still discussing with Xiaoyu's father recently, whether to transfer her back to ordinary junior high school."
Wen Yifan's eyes didn't move, his expression was a little dazed.
Reminds me of when she was in high school.
At that time, Wen Yifan also changed from a dance student to an ordinary student because of similar things.
During the summer vacation of the first year of high school, Wen Yifan participated in the off-campus training organized by the school. Before that, her knee joint had been aching faintly, and it was unacceptable during this period of practice.
Accompanied by Zhao Yuandong, Wen Yifan went to the hospital.
It was found to be a second degree injury to the meniscus of the knee joint.
The doctor prescribed medicine to her and let her rest for three months. No strenuous exercise is allowed during this period.
Although this is not serious, but for Wen Yifan, a dance student, the impact is not small. But although she felt anxious, there was no other way. I can only cooperate with the doctor's orders and hope to get better soon.
After recovery, try to make up for the progress.
But before the new semester begins.
What caught Wen Yifan particularly off guard was that Zhao Yuandong came to her room one night and asked her regularly if she would like to return to Wenhua.
She felt utterly absurd.
I just felt that this little ailment was not enough to make her give up the dance she had been dancing for nearly ten years.
Wen Yifan refused without thinking.
But after Zhao Yuandong raised it one after another.
Wen Yifan gradually realized that Zhao Yuandong didn't seem to make such a proposal because he was worried about her foot injury. Later, she overheard the conversation between her stepfather and Zhao Yuandong, because as an art student, the cost of vacation training was too high.
Not just this time.
Every vacation that followed was a training camp, and every time it cost money.
make it difficult for them to bear.
Zhao Yuandong does not have a job, and the savings in his hands are all left by Wen Liangzhe, and now it has become the common property of the new family.
The stepfather was reluctant to pay the money, so he took this opportunity to propose that Wen Yifan be transferred back to the cultural student. His attitude was tough, and he gave countless reasons. In addition, Zhao Yuandong's character was not assertive. After listening to him a lot, he agreed.
Next, Wen Yifan's objection was completely useless.
No matter how unwilling or resisting a child has already decided on something that has been decided by adults, it is just useless. Those tiny words are equivalent to something transparent and invisible.
After the new semester of the second year of high school, Wen Yifan returned to the cultural student.
Because of this news, other students in the class were very shocked and felt very inexplicable. This thing is equivalent to, when the third year of high school was approaching the college entrance examination, a science student with the best grades suddenly said that he wanted to transfer to the liberal arts.
Several close classmates took turns to ask her.
Wen Yifan couldn't say that it was because the family felt that the expenses were high, and they didn't want to bear the expenses anymore. Because of this, she lied to everyone and said that her condition was aggravated.
-Because of my foot injury, I can't dance anymore.
Sang Yan was the last to ask her.
At that time, Wen Yifan was sitting in his seat with his eyes down quietly. She didn't look at him, and continued to look at the textbook in her hand, calmly repeating her previous words.
Sang Yan was silent for a while before asking, "I really can't dance?"
Wen Yifan: "Yeah."
Sang Yan: "What kind of injury did you suffer?"
Wen Yifan laughed: "It's the result anyway."
The boy in front of him fell silent again.
Wen Yifan turned a page of the book and said softly, "It's okay, I don't like dancing much either."
It didn't take long for Wen Yifan to see it out of the corner of his eye.
Sang Yan raised her hand and lightly touched the tip of her nose.
She looked up.
Sang Yan met her eyes and pulled the corner of her lower lip: "The nose has grown longer."
"… "
Lying nose will grow longer.
Everyone was fooled by her calm attitude.
Only Sang Yan pierced her disguise.
"It's alright, let's wait." Sang Yan was lying on her desk and looked up at her, "If it gets better, it won't be too late to switch back to an art student. You see your grades are in a mess now, take this opportunity It’s good to learn a little bit.”
Wen Yifan looked at him and said nothing.
"If it's really good, then it's okay to jump once in a while?"
"… "
"If it still doesn't work," Sang Yan smiled, as if coaxing a child, "Then I'll show you the dance after I learn it."
…
Wen Yifan's thoughts were interrupted by Chen Lizhen's words.
Chen Li really smiled and cheered up again: "But it still depends on what Xiaoyu thinks. No matter what choice she makes, her father and I will support her and respect her."
Wen Yifan looked at Chen Lizhen again, blinked hard, and smiled.
"Well, it will be fine."
After the interview, Wen Yifan and Mu Chengyun ran a few places.
The two returned to the stage before four o'clock. After entering the editing room, Mu Chengyun imported the material into the system, and occasionally asked Wen Yifan a few questions. She answered one by one, listening to the writing of the same period.
By the time the news was turned into a film for review, it was already time for dinner.
Wen Yifan packed his things, got up and left the computer room.
Mu Chengyun followed her out and asked casually, "Sister Yifan, are you still working overtime tonight? Let's go have dinner together?"
"Well, there's still a bit of work." Wen Yifan actually has nothing to do, so she should go home after get off work at this time, but she is afraid that she will meet Sang Yan when she goes back, "I won't eat, you go Eat it."
Mu Chengyun scratched his head and whispered, "I think you don't seem to eat dinner very much, it's not good for your health."
Wen Yifan smiled: "I know, I will eat when I'm hungry."
"Then I'll pack you something to eat?"
"Need not."
"Then... let's do it." Mu Chengyun didn't feel too hard, and followed her back to the office, "I'll go to the company cafeteria to have something to eat in a while, and I have to stay to work overtime at night to write."
Wen Yifan took out his mobile phone and flipped through the messages at random: "Well."
Wen Yifan was busy with work all day and didn't have time to think about other things. But at this time, she was free, and what happened in the morning was vivid in her mind, constantly echoing in her mind.
Wen Yifan still had no idea how to deal with this matter after he went back.
But with one day's buffer, Wen Yifan's mentality didn't collapse as much as it started.
Wen Yifan's mind became clearer, and he began to think about things as early as possible. After getting up in the morning, Sang Yan opened her eyes and looked at her for a second, then pulled her back to the bed and hugged her.
She has a meal.
Suddenly I feel a little strange here.
When this thought came together, the more Wen Yifan thought about it, the more incredible it became.
When I woke up in the morning and saw a man of the opposite sex lying on my bed, how could I continue to sleep so peacefully.
It's not like she wakes up instantly, and even makes such a move.
Wen Yifan was a little suspicious of life.
I don't know if there is a problem on her side, or if it's a bigger problem on Sang Yan's side.
She wanted to find someone to ask, but it didn't feel good to mention it. Even if she asks in the name of "I have a friend", the other party will directly default to her.
Then there must be a third person in this world to know that she sleepwalked and climbed into Sang Yan's bed.
She did such a shameless thing.
Suddenly, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered the tree hole Bo he had seen before.
Wen Yifan hesitated to open Weibo, found the blogger, and typed slowly in the dialog box. She didn't dare to tell the truth completely, lest it was just such a coincidence that Sang Yan also happened to follow this blogger.
After thinking for a long time, Wen Yifan simply changed the cause.
[Anonymous typing, I went out to a party with a group of friends some time ago. We went to sing K and opened a private room. Most of the people were drunk, so we stayed in the private room for the night. When I woke up, I found myself lying with a male friend who was still holding me. When I tried to sit up, he woke up and looked at me, looking not sober. Then he hugged me and went back to sleep. I would like to ask, when a normal person wakes up and sees the opposite sex next to him, is this a normal reaction?]
After typing the cause and effect, Wen Yifan read it again, looking at the two "hug" words, always a little uncomfortable. She hesitated, and it took a long time to send it.
At the same time, she received a WeChat message.
Wen Yifan opened it.
It's Sang Yan's news: [When will I be back]
This tone looked like she was finally free, and she was going to start investigating the consequences with her. Wen Yifan had a headache thinking about this. She glanced at the sofa in the lounge and made up her mind: [I still have a bit of work today.]
Wen Yifan: [May not be able to go back.]
Wen Yifan: [Would you like to lock the door directly?]
Half a minute passed.
Sang Yan: [Wen Yifan]
Then stop.
This practice of only calling out his full name and not saying anything else makes people feel a kind of unknown fear.
Wen Yifan waited anxiously for five or six minutes.
The other end was very slow, and then came a sentence.
[Being a person has to be a little responsible]
"… "
Sang Yan said so, and Wen Yifan also felt that his behavior was extraordinarily despicable and shameless. In addition, she thought about it carefully, she couldn't live in the company like this all the time and not go back, she would have to face it sooner or later.
There is no use in escaping.
Just fix it as soon as possible.
After seeing this news, Wen Yifan calmly replied: [Then I will try to finish my work as soon as possible and go back.]
In order to make his words more credible, after sending these words, Wen Yifan got up and left the company an hour later. Along the way, she was thinking about what to say when she went back for a while.
Think about your words first.
It wasn't enough to think about it in his mind, Wen Yifan decided to make adequate preparations, lest he would forget his words. She took out her mobile phone, opened the memo, and typed one by one like a manuscript.
When Wen Yifan got home, she had already thought of a very sincere statement.
Wen Yifan put on the indoor mop and glanced at the living room.
Sang Yan was not seen.
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his feet and walked to the sofa to sit down. She poured water into the cup, and by the way, paid attention to the movement around her, and heard the sound of water splashing from the toilet.
Oh.
in the shower.
Wen Yifan took a sip of water and calmed down. She turned on her phone again, stared at what she had just thought about in the memo, and silently read it a few times in her heart.
Hearing the movement of the toilet door opening, Wen Yifan put down his phone.
There was the sound of Sangyan's slippers hitting the ground.
The next moment, Sang Yan appeared in front of Wen Yifan's eyes.
He had a towel draped over his head, and his upper body was naked except for a pair of shorts. He has a sturdy build, revealing chunky abs. When he saw Wen Yifan, he was not in a hurry, just raised his eyebrows: "Do you still know how to come back?"
This scene made Wen Yifan's head bloody immediately.
She averted her eyes abruptly.
It felt like the calmness that had just been piled up was wiped out by his behavior. She endured and reminded: "Sang Yan, we agreed earlier. In public areas, clothing should not be exposed."
"Oh." Sang Yan pulled the short sleeve next to it and put it on, "Didn't I accept my fate?"
After Yu Guang saw that he was dressed, Wen Yifan raised his eyes: "What?"
This time Sang Yan didn't sit where he used to sit, but sat next to her. He also poured a glass of water, and said timidly: "I have kissed, and I have touched. Is there any difference between wearing clothes now and not wearing them in front of you?"
"… "
Get closer.
Wen Yifan instantly smelled the fragrance of sandalwood on his body and the faint smell of alcohol mixed with it.
She pursed her lips and forcibly opened the topic: "Have you been drinking?"
Sang Yan turned her head to the side and replied lazily, "Yes."
"Then I won't disturb you too much time. We will finish this matter as soon as possible so that you can rest as soon as possible." Wen Yifan was inexplicably nervous at this distance. She met his eyes and said calmly, "That's it, After this incident came out this morning, I realized that my sleepwalking has no sense of direction."
Sang Yan's eyes were dark, and she looked straight at her.
"It's not very useful for me to block the door with a chair. During this time, just remember to lock the door and sleep." Not wanting him to feel guilty, Wen Yifan did not avoid his eyes, "I will also go to the hospital as soon as possible— "
Before she could finish speaking, Sang Yan suddenly raised her hand.
Staring at his actions, Wen Yifan's remaining words got stuck in his throat.
Sang Yan's movements seemed to have slowed down countless times, and his expression was casual and idle. He slowly touched her cheek, the temperature of his fingertips was icy cold.
Just take it back.
"You're blushing."