On the way from the downstairs of the company to his home, Sang Yan's mood was particularly wrong. The actions he did after entering the house were also very purposeful, and it was obvious who learned about it from someone.
Wen Yifan followed his words, lowered his head and stared at the wound on his leg, and his struggle stopped: "I was pushed and scratched on a branch. It's not serious, I also took medicine, and soon can be fine."
As soon as those words fell, the room fell silent.
Wen Yifan licked the corner of his lower lip, inexplicably a little nervous, and raised his eyes again. When he met Sang Yan's eyes again, his expression was calm, as if he was waiting, waiting for her next words.
It went on for a while.
Sang Yan seemed impatient: "Have you finished?"
"… "
Sang Yan: "Who pushed it."
Wen Yifan said the truth: "...that man from my uncle."
Sang Yan asked one question after another: "How long has it been."
Wen Yifan: "Huh?"
"How long has he been pestering you?"
"..." Wen Yifan denied reflexively, "No."
As if not hearing her denial, Sang Yan continued: "Since the last time he pestered you in 'overtime'? Or before?"
"No, I haven't met him very much. I didn't know he was in Nanwu before." Wen Yifan explained, "And I haven't..."
"This period of time?" Sang Yan interrupted her and said word by word, "So how long did it take."
"… "
"Wen Yifan, 'Anything to tell me'," Sang Yan laughed angrily, "How many times have I told you this sentence during this time?"
After so long, Wen Yifan was a little stunned to hear him call his real name again. She moved her lips, and suddenly she didn't dare to speak. After a long while, she said: "I'm sorry."
Sanyan looked at her.
"I just don't think it's necessary to affect the mood of the two people because of this feeling." Wen Yifan said, "And I don't think it's a big thing, I can solve it myself."
"I don't think it's a big deal." Sang Yan repeated her words lightly, without any warmth in her tone, "Then what's a big deal?"
Wen Yifan couldn't answer.
"I have to ask one question before you answer, right?" Sang Yan stared at her, her voice cold and hard, "Even if something really happened, it wouldn't be a big deal for you, right? "
"… "
"Wen Yifan," Sang Yan's Adam's apple rolled, "Can you consider my feelings?"
It made him feel that the distance between the two seemed to end here.
No matter what he does.
He couldn't get into her heart at all.
"I understand that you have things you don't want to say. It's okay. It's okay. You can say it anytime you want. But you don't even tell me about this kind of thing," Sang Yan released her restraint and finished her words slowly. , "Do you think I can't believe it?"
"That's not what I meant." Wen Yifan didn't see Sang Yan angry, but he was particularly uneasy at the moment, "It's just that you're going to Yihe soon, and I'm not affected by this, so I don't want you to worry. "
Sang Yan didn't speak anymore, just looked at her.
After a long time.
The emotion in Sang Yan's eyes gradually subsided, the anger seemed to be extinguished, and it returned to the usual state of keeping away from strangers.
He didn't continue the topic, took out the car keys from his pocket, and said lightly, "I put the car keys here. You drive to and from get off work by yourself these days. Remember to lock the door before going to bed."
"… "
Sang Yan lowered her eyes, slowly pulled her trouser legs back to their original places, and then carried her off the shoe cabinet. Everything went back to its place, as if nothing had happened.
The quarrel between the two just now seemed like an illusion.
"I'm leaving," Sang Yan didn't look at her again, and opened the door of the porch, "Go and rest."
…
Staring at the closed door, Wen Yifan unconsciously wanted to follow. But because of the tone and demeanor of Sang Yan's final speech, it seemed that he had a little hand. She stopped slowly, not daring to go forward.
Wen Yifan felt familiar with that appearance.
It was like the last time she saw him before the two met again.
Wen Yifan didn't know if she did something wrong.
Did she make the same mistake again.
She just wants to be nice to him, she just wants to keep the unbearable things in her life away from him, she just wants him to feel that being with her is an easy and normal thing, she just wants him to be with her all the time Together.
But she still didn't seem to be doing it.
She seems to still hurt Sang Yan again.
Wen Yifan stood there dumbfounded, and suddenly turned to look at the clock on the wall.
It's almost half past seven.
Afraid that he would not be able to stop the car, Wen Yifan retracted his thoughts, took the car key again, opened the door and walked out. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Sang Yan: [I'll take you there, it's not easy to stop the car at this point.]
Wen Yifan hesitantly knocked again, "Can we talk when you come back?"
Before it was sent, Sang Yan just replied: [No]
Sang Yan: [Get on the bus]
Her fingertips stopped for a moment, and her footsteps stopped. After a long while, Wen Yifan deleted the words in the input box and typed again: [Then be careful on your way.]
Wen Yifan lowered his eyes: [Tell me when you arrive.]
Wen Yifan didn't know if he could catch the plane from the city to the airport at this time. She didn't have the heart to do anything else, so she thought about the time and asked: [Have you arrived at the airport yet?]
Sang Yan is almost always answering questions.
It's just that the number of words in each answer is very small, as if I don't have the patience to type. Not much different from usual. But in the past, after he typed a few words, he started to speak directly.
Words don't show people's emotions.
It seems to be able to pull the distance between the two invisible.
Because of his indifference, Wen Yifan didn't dare to ask too often, and he didn't feel relieved until he was confirmed to have boarded the plane. She went back to the room a little tired and lay on the bed, not wanting to move at all.
But thinking of the wound on his leg, Wen Yifan still got up to take a shower. She avoided the wound on her leg, rinsed briefly, then sat on the bed and started applying medicine.
Wen Yifan used a cotton swab to wipe off the inadvertently stained water, and treated the wound carefully and carefully.
There was silence all around.
Gradually, an extremely strong loneliness devoured her.
Wen Yifan's hand holding the cotton swab gradually tightened, and the night of the second day when the two were together gradually emerged in his mind.
——“Are you going to help me apply medicine tomorrow?”
——“Come and find me by yourself after taking a shower.”
The red marks in front of him gradually became mushy, and it was impossible to see anything.
Wen Yifan continued to drug himself, silent and quiet to the extreme. She blinked her eyes hard, and Douda's tears fell on the wound, bringing a tingling sensation.
She regained her senses, wiped away tears with the back of her hands in embarrassment, and wiped the water marks with a cotton swab again.
…
The next afternoon, Wen Yifan received another call from the police station, asking her to go over and record some additional statements. It is common for reporters to go to the police station. After writing the manuscript on hand, she packed up and left the unit.
This time, I mainly asked about Wen Yifan's continued harassment by Che Xingde.
The police station has adjusted the surveillance in the station, and it is true that almost every day, Che Xingde can be seen outside Nanwu Radio and Television. But he didn't do any substantive harm to Wen Yifan, nor did he make any drastic actions.
Che Xingde attempted to snatch and did not escape after being discovered, and the circumstances were not serious. Che Yanqin asked Wen Yifan to make a settlement that day, but after being rejected, she clamored for a lawyer.
Wen Yifan didn't know what the specific result would be.
She was absent-minded all day, not in the mood to work, and too lazy to care about these things. She only did what she was supposed to do, and she didn't have the energy to think about the rest.
Aware of Wen Yifan's state, Gan Hongyuan thought that she was affected by what happened to Che Xingde. In addition, she had several rounds of holidays before, and she came to the company to work overtime because of unexpected events, so she simply granted her three days of leave to deal with these matters.
Wen Yifan was not as happy as he had imagined when he got the holiday. She even wanted Gan Hongyuan to mention whether the three-day leave could be postponed to a week later.
After all, Wen Yifan had nothing to do at home alone.
Wen Yifan wanted to wait for Sang Yan to return, and she would take another three days off. But she was worried that if she mentioned it like this, Gan Hongyuan would think that she was fine, and changed her mind to take back the vacation.
After Gan Hongyuan approved the leave, Wen Yifan didn't go home immediately, and stayed at the company until six o'clock. She turned off the computer, opened WeChat habitually, and sent a sentence to Sang Yan: [Have you eaten yet?]
The fingertips stopped on the send button, the palms folded, and it took a few seconds to press down.
This time Sang Yan didn't reply immediately like before.
Wen Yifan waited for a while, put the phone back in his pocket in silence, got up and left the company. After returning home, she took the key and opened the door, staring at the location of the shoe cabinet for a while. I remembered what happened when the two quarreled last night.
The next moment, the phone ringing interrupted her thoughts.
Wen Yifan immediately picked up the phone from his pocket and picked it up directly. Zhong Siqiao's voice sounded from the other end, and he smiled and said, "How about it, do you think the world is a lot cooler without a boyfriend by your side?"
"..." Wen Yifan retracted his eyes, walked towards the sofa, and just smiled.
"Wait for you to take a break and let's go out for a meal. Isn't Sang Yan going for a week?" Zhong Siqiao said, "Oh, after you fell in love, he took up all the time. I haven't seen you for a long time."
Wen Yifan said in a low voice, "Okay."
"What's the matter with your tone?" Zhong Siqiao joked, "You missed Sang Yan just one day after he left. Why didn't I see how clingy you were before."
Wen Yifan still smiled and did not speak.
Soon Zhong Siqiao felt something was wrong and asked, "Hey, what's the matter. Can't you talk a little more to Ti Sangyan? Why didn't you say anything today, did you quarrel with him?"
Wen Yifan was silent for a while, without admitting it, he just said, "He doesn't think I tell him anything."
"Ah, it's true that you have a serious problem, and you can't say anything." Zhong Siqiao said, "but couples can't get along like this, a little bit. It doesn't matter if this kind of thing happens once or twice, if it happens more often, the two of you will start to have estrangement. of."
"..." Wen Yifan said blankly, "but it's not like I didn't tell him anything."
"what?"
Wen Yifan said seriously: "I just don't tell him bad things."
Zhong Siqiao smiled: "That's the same."
"… "
"If you don't say it, the other party won't know why you didn't say it. It just feels that it may be the relationship between the two of you, and it's not enough that you can be frank with him about everything." Zhong Siqiao said, "If it is finally from the It might be quite disappointing to hear from others?"
Silence for a moment.
Wen Yifan's voice was a little floating: "Qiao Qiao, maybe it's because I've been with Sang Yan for a long time. I've been thinking about something from the past recently."
"what?"
Wen Yifan spoke very slowly: "I didn't tell you at first, I want to report to NTU."
I don't know why she mentioned this, Zhong Siqiao was stunned for a moment: "Yeah, I'm kind of wondering how you ended up in Yida University, and thinking that we can have the same school again."
"When I was applying for the exam, Sang Yan came to ask me. I promised him that I would apply to NTU." Wen Yifan never dared to mention this to anyone, and he didn't dare to mention it in front of Sang Yan." but I--"
"What's wrong?"
Wen Yifan was a little hard to say: "I finally changed my mind."
"… "
Wen Yifan said softly, "I'm very worried that he will care about this."
It seems that once you have something you care about, people start to become weaker.
Think ahead and back in everything you do.
"That's why I didn't dare to mention this to him again, and I wanted to accommodate him as much as possible without causing him any trouble." Wen Yifan asked slowly, "Did I do something wrong?"
After a long while, Zhong Siqiao asked, "...So why did you change it?"
Wen Yifan didn't answer.
Knowing that it might not be a good thing, Zhong Siqiao didn't ask, "You didn't tell him?"
She hummed softly.
"Then I still say that. No matter what the reason is, if you want to keep walking with him, you have to mention it to him." Zhong Siqiao said, "otherwise it will be a thorn to both of you."
"… "
"A little bit, it's not just talking that can cause harm." Zhong Siqiao said seriously, "It can be avoided without talking."
Silence on the phone.
After a few seconds, Zhong Siqiao sighed, "Don't make the same mistake again."
The next day at eight o'clock, Yihe City.
After eating with Sang Zhi and Duan Jiaxu, Sang Yan wanted to go straight to Duan Jiaxu's house to sleep, but didn't plan to stay with this couple who were tired of falling in love.
However, Sang Zhi insisted on going with him, and arranged him and Duan Jia Xu as a couple.
Sang Yan felt impatient and absurd, so she told Duan Jia Xu to get out of the way, and then leaned back to look at her phone.
Sang Yan missed the plane the day before yesterday, so he could only buy the plane the next afternoon, but he didn't mention it to Wen Yifan. When Wen Yifan sent him a message last night, he was still on the plane.
After getting off the plane, Sang Yan only saw the message, and after replying, she only received the message that she asked herself to go to bed earlier. For the rest of the night, there was no other movement on his phone.
Today, even at dinner time, Sang Yan did not receive any news from Wen Yifan.
He stared at the chat interface between the two.
I remembered the fire that I sent to her before Lai Yihe.
Sang Yan's fingertips moved and knocked: [Did you go home?]
There was no return.
It just so happened that the movie also started.
Sang Yan waited for a while before throwing the phone aside and staring at the screen in front of her. He had no interest in watching a movie, couldn't concentrate at all, and it took a while to realize that it was a 3D movie.
But also too lazy to wear 3D glasses.
The sound of the sound in the cinema was so loud that it made my ears hurt. Sang Yan was completely unaffected, she felt a little tired for no reason, and her eyelids gradually drooped down.
Drowsiness swept over, accompanied by eerie dreams.
Sang Yan dreamed of Wen Yifan at the age of seventeen.
In the dream, Wen Yifan was wearing the uniform of Beiyu's high school uniform, walking quickly and alone in the alley where they had walked many times. She didn't know who was following her, her expression was filled with fear and she was extremely helpless.
The next moment, someone pulled her from behind.
She met her "uncle"'s extremely wretched smile.
She looked defensive, subconsciously trying to break free.
But he couldn't break free.
The surroundings were terribly silent, except for the two of them, no one else existed in the world. It seems that no matter how much she calls for help, she will only maintain the current situation, and no one will come to help her.
The screen turns.
Wen Yifan sat alone on the bed, the light was extremely dim. It was like when she was alone in the living room after sleepwalking. She wrapped herself in the quilt and lowered her eyes, tears falling down drop by drop.
The door panel was slapped heavily from the outside, making a loud crashing sound.
…
The next moment, Sang Yan was suddenly woken up by someone.
He slowly opened his eyes and met Sang Zhi's slightly unnatural face: "Brother, let's go."
Sang Yan subconsciously turned on the phone next to him and glanced at it, but there was still no reply. His expression was still a little dazed, he hummed casually, and stood up.
The three got into the car again.
Sang Yan sat in the back seat and looked out the car window, all her thoughts were occupied by the dream just now. Although based on the various traces during this period, he was gradually able to sum up an answer.
But he didn't want to believe it at all.
In that memory, what Sang Yan remembered most clearly was the cruel words that Wen Yifan said at the end.
Words that trampled all his self-esteem on the soles of his feet.
It never occurred to him that there would be any other reason.
But he would rather not have.
He would rather be.
He had liked the girl for so many years, but at first it was just because he couldn't stand his entanglement, just because of this reason, that he would use all means to stay away from him.
It's just that I don't like him.
He didn't want any other reason.
I don't hope that, in those years, she actually had a bad life at all.
The car drove to the gate of Yihe University unknowingly.
Sang Yan looked sideways, stared at the familiar school gate, and slowly lost her mind. I remembered what she said some time ago when she knew she was coming to see Sang Zhi.
——“It’s really uneasy for her to be a little girl over there.”
Sang Yan murmured unconsciously: "I'd better go back."
Sang Zhi, who was in the front, didn't hear clearly, and turned around and asked, "What?"
"You two go on a date," Sang Yan looked at the phone again and said lightly, "I'm back in Nanwu."
It was almost ten o'clock when we arrived at the airport.
Sang Yan queued up at the ticket office and was about to ask if there was any flight back to Nanwu when the phone suddenly rang. He paused, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and saw that the caller ID was "Wen Shuangjiang".
His spirit was obviously relaxed, and he came out of the team and answered the phone.
"Go home?"
"Ah." Wen Yifan said softly, "Not yet."
"What time do you get off work?"
"… "
Silence for a moment.
Wen Yifan on the other end suddenly asked back, "Sang Yan, are you free now?"
"Um?"
"Can I find you? I just got off the plane now." After a few seconds, Wen Yifan added, "At Yihe Airport."