"… "
Wen Yifan was stunned, feeling that a cauldron suddenly hit her on the forehead. She pondered what he said, and was about to explain, but she felt that no answer seemed correct.
If you say "um" in the affirmative, you are affirming what he said - really not looking at you; but if you say "no" negatively, it seems to be following his words - yes, it is not in look at you.
Wen Yifan was still a little bit rounded in.
There is a feeling that Sang Yan is really logical, and if he can ask a question that the other party will answer no matter how he answers, he will be able to find out the problem.
Wen Yifan wanted to give a foolproof answer, thinking very carefully.
Facing Sang Yan, she was not in a hurry and was warm.
In Sang Yan's eyes, her appearance of not answering was the same as that she did such a thing just now, but because of his oppression, she dared not tell the truth.
Sang Yan restrained the curvature of the corners of her lips and pulled back the graduation album directly.
Noticing this movement, Wen Yifan raised his eyes.
The eyes of the two met.
Sang Yan stared at her for two seconds, then withdrew her gaze and stood up. He threw the photo album aside, did not continue the topic, his tone was slightly unhappy: "Go back to sleep."
Wen Yifan stared at his face and whispered, "But I haven't finished it yet."
His facial features are clear and handsome, he doesn't like to laugh very much, and his appearance is always indifferent and noble, and he has a strong sense of estrangement with strangers. At this time, when I became angry, this feeling was even stronger.
The sharpness between the eyebrows seemed to double.
Although I heard Zhong Siqiao say it several times, Sang Yan's cold face was especially scary, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be a little lower because of him. Let others not dare to say a word, with a full sense of deterrence.
But so strange.
It was only at this time that Wen Yifan clearly felt that he was not afraid of his appearance at all.
Even, a little want to laugh.
If he really laughed, it would be like adding fuel to his fire. Wen Yifan didn't speak right away, he planned to calm down his emotions first, and then coax him.
The next second, Sang Yan's hand suddenly rested on her head. The strength is not heavy, just push back along the way, and lift her face up. His eyes came to him, as if to see what her expression was like at the moment.
Seeing the smile on the corner of her mouth, Sang Yan froze, still expressionless.
"… "
Wen Yifan immediately restrained.
"Okay, I thought you were introspecting with your head down." Sang Yan withdrew her hand, sneered, and her voice was also cold, "Dare you are watching the handsome guy and having fun."
"..." Wen Yifan wanted to laugh again, "No."
Sang Yan ignored her.
Wen Yifan leaned closer and asked, "Are you angry?"
Sang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to her and began to pretend to be deaf.
Wen Yifan said warmly, "Then can I still read your graduation album? I haven't finished it yet."
"… "
Sang Yan raised her head again, leaned back slightly, and looked at her condescendingly. His knuckles tapped on the photo album next to him. Although he agreed, his words were full of warning: "Okay, you can take it."
Wen Yifan didn't seem to hear it, but he really agreed: "Then I took it?"
Sang Yan is more obvious: "Take it if you dare."
Wen Yifan nodded, and took out the photo album that he was pressing slightly from Sang Yan's hands.
"… "
Sang Yan stared at her behavior, so angry that her stomach started to hurt.
After taking the photo album, Wen Yifan moved his position again, leaning closer to him.
Sang Yan said coldly, "Sit away from me."
Wen Yifan didn't listen, and opened the group photo again at this distance. She looked at Sang Yan above, then looked at him again. Seeing his still cold expression, she suddenly said, "Why are you mad at me all of a sudden?"
Sang Yan glanced at her: "Reflect on yourself."
Wen Yifan held back his smile and thought for a while, "Are you guilty?"
Sang Yan: "?"
Wen Yifan continued to scroll back: "I just want to see what my rival in love looks like."
"..." Sang Yan's eyelashes moved, frowning slightly, "Say something that people can hear."
"Didn't you have an affair with this Duan Jiaxu?" Wen Yifan recalled Zhong Siqiao's words and repeated it slowly, "I heard that you are a famous couple in the computer department of NTU—"
"… "
"Gay school grass."
Sang Yan: "..."
The topic gradually shifted to another aspect.
Sang Yan's expression became a lot more comfortable because of this, and he didn't take this so-called "gossip" to heart at all. He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and said leisurely, "Wen Shuangjiang, aren't you a journalist?"
Wen Yifan responded while flipping through the album: "Huh?"
There are also group photos of various dormitories at the back, and soon she found a group photo of Sang Yan and the other three. In this photo, his brows and eyes were slightly smiling, and he looked at the camera casually, looking noble and high-spirited.
"So you believe in such hearsay, rumors that have not been verified yet?"
"..." Wen Yifan shook his head, "I don't believe it."
"Oh." Sang Yan held her hand and arrogantly issued an invitation, "Then when will you come to test it?"
…
Because of his actions, Wen Yifan was unable to flip through the album seriously, and wasted a lot of time. In the end, he just found all Sang Yan in it hastily, took a quick look, and then was urged by him to go back to sleep.
Back in the room, Wen Yifan changed his clothes and lay on the bed with the recording pen given by Sang Yan. She was inexplicably nervous, and it took a while before she found the new recording and clicked on it to listen.
Sang Yan's voice came from inside.
His voice is cold, and the end of the voice always rises unconsciously when he speaks, with a unique flavor.
"Warm frost, pay attention to safety at work. Your partner told you to go home safely."
"… "
Wen Yifan was stunned for a moment, then he clicked and listened several times.
be careful.
safe trip home.
Wen Yifan's heart stopped for a while, and he subconsciously touched the position behind his ear, remembering the injury he suffered in Beiyu before.
It has been a long time, the wound has healed long ago, and there is no scar left at this time. But Sang Yan always seems to be thinking about this. Every time she goes out to work overtime in the middle of the night, as long as he is at home, he seems to be awake and waiting for her to come back.
Wen Yifan was a little lost.
After a while, I carefully put the recorder back in the box.
Wen Yifan lay on the bed and brewed. But for too long, she couldn't sleep well at the moment.
The image of Sang Yan on the graduation album kept popping up in his mind.
more mature than in high school;
It's a lot younger than it looks now.
It was a stage she had never seen and never participated in.
Wen Yifan stared at the ceiling with a dazed expression.
at this moment.
Wen Yifan felt very clearly an emotion that had appeared countless times before, but had never been captured.
She regretted it.
Very, very sorry.
Just a few days after Valentine's Day, the Spring Festival will come.
Similar to last year, Wen Yifan only took a short three-day vacation. Although Sang Yan's company usually works overtime, but it is very conscientious to put it on the seventh day of the new year, and it also takes two days of vacation in advance.
She has a lot more free time than she does.
Except on New Year's Eve, Sang Yan didn't come back until eight or nine o'clock. For the rest of the time, he mostly returned to Shangdu Huacheng. The two spent the entire Spring Festival holiday together.
After the third day of the new year, Wen Yifan started to work in the company again. Fortunately, this New Year is extraordinarily peaceful. During this time, there are not many things on the stage, and it is not as busy as I imagined.
Wen Yifan gets off work on time every day.
It was not until the seventh day of the new year, when everyone started to go to work, that she was completely busy.
The night of the eighth day of the new year.
Wen Yifan temporarily added a little shift, and barely finished the finishing work at nine o'clock. She packed her things, wrapped her scarf, and walked out of the office to wait for the elevator.
Not long after, Wen Yifan noticed someone standing next to her.
She looked subconsciously.
It was Mu Chengyun.
During this time, Wen Yifan could faintly notice that Mu Chengyun was avoiding her. She could guess the reason, but it didn't affect her work, and it didn't matter much to her.
Mu Chengyun smiled at her and said hello: "Sister Yifan, are you ready to get off work?"
Wen Yifan nodded.
Be silent.
The two elevators stopped for more than ten seconds on the first floor, and they were far away from this floor after waiting for a long time. In this gap, Wen Yifan took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Sang Yan: [I'm fine, go now.]
Sang Yan immediately replied: [I've been drinking. Looking for someone to pick you up?]
Wen Yifan: [No need.]
Wen Yifan casually said: [I took my colleague's car.]
The next moment, Mu Chengyun said again: "Sister Yifan, when I just came up from below, I saw a man looking for you. But you were stopped by the security. Did you offend anyone?"
Wen Yifan was stunned and raised his eyes: "Who?"
Doing this line of work will always offend someone more or less.
Wen Yifan had seen before that an old reporter in the same office was approached by a previous person who reported - because he felt that the content of his report had affected his life.
This is the norm in Taili, so the security downstairs is also much more strictly controlled.
"I don't know, it looks like he's in his forties." Mu Chengyun recalled, "but he doesn't seem to be malicious, maybe someone you know."
Wen Yifan thought to himself, but he couldn't think of who it was, so he nodded.
Mu Chengyun: "But you'd better pay attention."
Wen Yifan smiled: "I know, thank you."
Silence again.
"Sister Yifan, I actually—" Mu Chengyun exhaled suddenly, as if struggling for a long time, and finally began to cut into the theme, "I have something to tell you."
Wen Yifan looked at him: "What's wrong?"
"You should have seen it too, before I..." Mu Chengyun was embarrassed to finish speaking, and then changed the subject, "but now there is no more."
Wen Yifan didn't understand what he said: "Huh?"
"I have no experience in this area, and it was the first time I wanted to chase people... So I asked a lot of people. My sister taught me several tricks before, and I learned to use them all."
"… "
"Before chasing someone, you must first eradicate the rival in love and discredit the rival in love. Moreover, you must defeat the rival in love." After saying this, Mu Chengyun seemed a little embarrassed, "But now you are together, so I still think about it. Explain to you."
His words came suddenly, and Wen Yifan was a little stunned.
"I told you before that what Senior Sang said at the graduation ceremony was made up by me." Mu Chengyun smiled, "He didn't say that, and they didn't mention you at the graduation ceremony. "
These words were said a long time ago, and Wen Yifan had no memory of it.
She thought back.
"They seem to have mentioned that day, which senior has been used as a spare tire for a few years or something, I can't remember exactly." Mu Chengyun said, "Then Senior Sang spoke, but what did he say? , I really didn't hear it."
Hearing the word "spare tire", Wen Yifan immediately raised his head, and a picture came to his mind.
Mu Chengyun: "I didn't know how to face you some time ago, but now I think about it."
Wen Yifan snorted: "Why did you tell me this all of a sudden?"
Mu Chengyun scratched his head: "I'm afraid that this will affect your feelings."
Wen Yifan laughed: "It's not that serious."
After speaking, Mu Chengyun also breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
The elevator just arrived at this time.
The two walked in.
There are many people inside, and they can only stand in the outermost position.
Mu Chengyun pursed his lips and looked in the direction of Wen Yifan unconsciously, thinking of the day he saw Wen Yifan for the first time.
She followed behind Qian Weihua, and when she came in, the dim interior seemed to be lit up.
The extremely gorgeous facial features are so beautiful that they can steal everyone's attention and can't take their eyes off at all. It's amazing at first glance, and still amazing at the second.
Mu Chengyun fell at a glance.
Therefore, I specifically asked Fu Zhuang, who was in the same class, to ask if Nanwu Radio and Television was still recruiting people, and also asked her if she had a boyfriend. After passing the school recruitment, Mu Chengyun held such an inevitable mentality. , came to the "Communication" column group.
Hope to get closer to her through this.
The more time they can spend together, the less Mu Chengyun has the courage to approach.
Because although she always looks gentle and gentle, she actually seems to be very indifferent to anyone and extremely difficult to approach. Looking gentle, in essence, it seems to be extremely cool, and there is nothing that can make her care.
like a distant existence.
But that day, Mu Chengyun saw what Wen Yifan and Sang Yan looked like when they were together.
It doesn't seem so.
Mu Chengyun took back his thoughts and didn't think about it anymore.
Even though it took time to adjust his mood during this time, Mu Chengyun's mood was still a little blocked because of the complete loss of love at this time. It was clear that these words would make her impression of herself worse.
But also hope.
He has liked people for almost a year and can be treated well.
It is also possible, without any influence, to have a good time with the person she likes.
the other side.
Sang Yan refused again and again, but was still forced to drink a few glasses of wine. At this time, it was a little hot after staying indoors for a long time. He loosened his tie, looked down at the news on his phone, and replied: [call me when you arrive]
Then the screen went off.
Sang Zhi next to him came to him at this time and said to him, "Brother, I'm going to say a happy wedding to Brother Qian Fei, and then I'll go back first?"
Sang Yan glanced at her: "Can you go back?"
Sang Zhi nodded: "There is a bus going out, I know the way."
"Well." Sang Yan said in a lazy tone, "Pay attention to yourself."
After Sang Zhi left, Su Haoan, who was sitting across from him, couldn't help booing: "Mister Sang, is your partner coming?"
Sang Yan raised his eyes.
Su Haoan's mood was very high, probably because he was drunk, "Are you bragging about someone?"
Sang Yan sneered, ignoring him.
Chen Junwen next to him echoed: "I think so too."
After finishing speaking, Chen Junwen raised his eyes and happened to see the person behind Sang Yan, so he asked with a smile, "Old Xu, do you also have the same opinion as us!"
Following these words, Sang Yan glanced sideways.
The man was also wearing a formal suit and a dark red tie, as if he had just returned from the toilet. His hair fell on his forehead, his eyelids were deeply wrinkled, and his eyes were adorned with light, and just looking at anyone seemed to be discharging.
Maybe he didn't hear what they were saying before, he curled his lips: "Huh?"
"Duan Jiaxu," Su Haoan shouted angrily when he saw him, "Where have you been! You don't drink alcohol on a fucking day like this! What are you doing! Hurry back to your Yihe! It's fucking speechless! !!!”
Duan Jiaxu chuckled softly, as if he was flirting, "Why do you still have so many opinions on me?"
Sang Yan snorted softly and took another sip of wine.
The next moment, Duan Jiaxu glanced at the seat beside Sang Yan. Then, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Sang Yan.
"elder brother."
"..." Being tortured by his name all night, and Wen Yifan only mentioned the "gay guy" some time ago, Sang Yanpi said with a smile, "Is there something wrong with you?"
Duan Jiaxu laughed to himself for a while, "Where's your sister?"
Sang Yan said casually, "Just left."
"Is that so, lend me your car keys," Duan Jia Xu picked up the jacket next to him with a natural expression, "It's not safe for this little girl to go back, I'll take her back."
Sang Yan directly threw the car key to him: "You kind of take care of this kid."
Duan Jiaxu smiled, "It should be."
Hearing this, Sang Yan looked at him again.
The man in front of him had a cold white complexion, a tall and thin stature, and a pair of peach blossom eyes. The facial features are extremely outstanding, the corners of his eyes are slightly curved when he smiles, and the color of his lips is too bright, which is extremely eye-catching just by looking at the facial features.
Like a reincarnated male demon.
It does seem to attract the attention of the little girl.
Sang Yan suddenly thought of Wen Yifan's praise of Duan and Xu Shuai after seeing his graduation photo. His eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes were from top to bottom, with a scrutiny. Then, he suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Junwen next to him: "Hello."
Chen Junwen was looking at the phone and looked up blankly: "Why?"
Sang Yan: "I want to ask you something."
Chen Junwen: "?"
Sang Yan: "Is Duan Jiaxu handsome?"
Duan Jiaxu was about to leave, but when he heard this, he stopped and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"..." Chen Junwen was extremely speechless, "Are you sick? Are you really gay?"
Sang Yan was a little impatient, but she didn't bother to ask him any more and looked at Su Haoan.
"Su Haoan, you say."
"Duan Jiaxu?" Su Haoan got drunk and his face turned red. He stared at Duan Jia Xu's face and shook his head, "It's normal, not even one ten thousandth as handsome as me."
Duan Jia Xu curled his lips: "Then what's the matter with you?"
Su Haoan: "?"
Duan Jiaxu said slowly, "As soon as he saw me, he blushed."
"..." Su Haoan was about to vomit, "You really haven't changed at all in hundreds of years."
Feeling that none of them could answer the question properly, Sang Yan turned his attention to Chen Junwen again: "Hurry up and answer."
Chen Junwen was annoyed to death by him: "... handsome, handsome, your partner is the most handsome! Come on!"
"Oh, that." Sang Yan didn't pay attention to what he said, and turned her head to stare at Duan Jiaxu inexplicably, "I and Duan Jiaxu, who is more handsome?"
…