"What's wrong with you! I, what did I say to me!" Che Xingde propped up on the ground with one hand, and with the other hand, he pulled Sang Yan's hand away, and said with a big tongue, "I'm here to drink, let me have a drink. Wine! Whoever is looking for trouble!"
Sang Yan let go of his hand and looked at him with a confused expression.
"Have you treated your guests like this?" Che Xingde sat up reluctantly, rubbing his head in pain, "Damn, wait for me, what kind of shit..."
As if feeling dirty, Sang Yan stood up without speaking.
Che Xingde looked up at him, there was a little dust on his forehead, and the skin was broken in several places. He showed his dark yellow teeth and smiled smugly: "Oh, I understand. I touched your woman, I'm not happy, right?"
Hearing this, Sang Yan's eyelids drooped slightly.
"Is it necessary? It's all men, you should be able to understand it, right?" Che Xingde still smiled, "And it's not just a woman, Shuangjiang is indeed-"
Before he could finish speaking, Sang Yan kicked him hard on the stomach.
Che Xingde was unprepared, and his body instantly slammed into the wall behind him, and his body made a loud crashing sound. He immediately fell to the ground, put his hands on the ground, and retched uncontrollably.
Sang Yan stared at him expressionlessly, her broken hair falling on her forehead, unable to see the emotions between her eyebrows and eyes.
"Fuck you..." Che Xingde's voice trembled, but he noticed that there was no one else around the street, so he didn't dare to say something that irritated him, "I want to call the police..."
Sang Yan squatted down again, grabbed his hair fiercely, and pulled it up.
"Call the police for what?"
"… "
"Didn't you stand still when you were drunk and fell to the ground?" Sang Yan tugged at the corner of her lower lip, and said casually, "I just want to help you stand up, how can I repay my revenge?"
Saying that, Sang Yan stood up, picked him up easily, and swung him against the wall again.
Che Xingde's body hit the extremely hard concrete wall again, feeling that his internal organs were about to be shattered.
Sang Yan stared straight at him, not concealing the hostility in his body. Looking at Che Xingde's embarrassed appearance, his expression did not change, and his voice was neither light nor heavy: "Why didn't you stand firm?"
"… "
"Che Xingde?" Sang Yan found his name in his memory, speaking very slowly, as if word by word was squeezed out of his teeth, "Do you want me to help you up?"
Che Xingde was speechless, just waved his hands and moved to the other side.
at this time.
Sang Yan heard the phone vibrate, his eyelashes moved slightly, stopped, and took out the phone from his pocket and scanned his eyes.
It's Wen Yifan's news.
Wen Shuangjiang: [When are you going home today?]
Wen Shuangjiang: [I have already arrived home, and my colleagues will take me downstairs directly after the interview.]
Sang Yan looked at it for a few seconds, then replied: [Today will be later]
Sang Yan: [sleep first]
After replying, Sang Yan turned her neck and played with her phone. He didn't make any extra moves. He stood there and looked at him condescendingly: "I really hope this is the last time you see me."
Che Xingde was terrified of being beaten, and only felt that the man in front of him was like a demon, and he was powerless to resist. He raised his hand subconsciously, put his arm over his head, and made a protective posture.
"Otherwise," Sang Yan said coldly and lightly, "you're going to suffer again."
…
After Sang Yan walked away, Che Xingde sat there for a while, and then slowly stood up against the wall when he recovered. With a grim expression and cursing in his mouth, he walked out of the pass along the street and stopped a car to go home.
After moving out from Zhao Yuandong, Wen Liangxian's family rented a small delivery room in an urban village in Nanwu. The location here is good, and there are a lot of people. The only downside is that the security is not very good.
When he got home, Che Yanqin came to open the door for him. Noticing the injury on his face, she frowned: "what's the matter?"
Che Xingde immediately scolded: "It's not that uneducated thing that Shuangjiang was looking for! When I went to his bar to drink, I was arrested and beaten! Sister! You have to help me—"
Wen Liangxian in the master bedroom heard the movement and shouted loudly, "Can you stop making noise?!"
Che Xingde immediately fell silent.
Che Yanqin's expression was also very ugly, she suppressed the fire and said, "De Zai! I haven't explained it to you before, right? Can you stop making trouble for me everywhere. How long have you been out? For this matter, Your brother-in-law has quarreled with me many times!"
Che Xingde murmured, "I just can't take this breath."
"That's it, don't go to them again." Because of Che Xingde's various actions, Che Yanqin suffered a lot, and she felt very uncomfortable at home, "Shuangjiang that wild girl has no conscience, white-eyed wolf, what can we do? ?"
Che Xingde spat.
Che Yanqin pouted, and became angry again: "She is working in a TV station now, so she has great power, and we ordinary people can't fight her."
"… "
The two sat back on the sofa.
Noticing the beautiful woman who was sitting on the sofa on the other side watching TV, the anger on Che Xingde's face subsided, and he squeezed a smile: "Xiao Lin is back?"
A trace of disgust flashed in Zheng Lin's eyes, but he remained silent.
At this moment, Wen Ming came out of the toilet. With a gentle expression, he came over and sat next to the woman, took her by the shoulders and asked, "What happened to uncle?"
Zheng Lin snorted: "I went to trouble your cousin again."
"Uncle," Wen Ming's expression was not very good-looking after hearing this, "don't do this kind of thing again."
Che Xingde took back his gaze and said unhappily, "Why are they all talking about me, what trouble am I looking for! I still have injuries on my face!"
Zheng Lin didn't speak any more, just looked at Wen Ming and rolled his eyes.
On the way home, Qian Weihua stopped at a fruit stand on the side of the road and bought a watermelon. Seeing this, Wen Yifan also bought one. When he got home, he froze the watermelon in the refrigerator and went back to his room to take a shower.
After coming out, Wen Yifan went back to the kitchen, intending to squeeze some watermelon juice.
As soon as I took the watermelon out, there happened to be movement at the entrance.
Wen Yifan continued to move.
Not long after, Sang Yan entered the kitchen and stared at her behavior: "What do you want to do?"
Wen Yifan honestly said, "Squeeze the watermelon juice, do you want to drink it?"
Sang Yan raised her eyebrows: "Drink."
"Is it almost enough to cut in half? This watermelon is a bit small." Wen Yifan rinsed the kitchen knife and gestured, "By the way, what are you doing 'overtime' today?"
Sang Yan took the hilt in her hand: "See Qian Fei."
Wen Yifan was stunned: "Did he come out this time?"
"Um."
Wen Yifan turned his head sideways: "Then you beat him?"
Sang Yan felt absurd at her first reaction: "I'm a violent maniac?"
"Sang Yan," Wen Yifan did not comment on these words, he considered his words, and said bitterly, "Don't use violence to solve problems, now is a society ruled by law."
Hearing this, the corners of Sang Yan's lips loosened: "What if it's someone you hate?"
As if thinking of something, Wen Yifan was silent for a few seconds, and still said, "That's the same."
"… "
"Don't beat people, it's not good." Wen Yifan stared at him and started to cut the watermelon, and continued to instruct, "Qian Fei and Duan Jiaxu didn't do anything too extreme, and they are your friends—"
Sang Yan stuffed a piece of watermelon into her mouth: "I know."
Wen Yifan stopped the rest of his words.
It seems that he didn't take this matter at ease, Sang Yan's tone was lazy.
"I'm paying attention."
I don't know if the alarm worked or not, but Wen Yifan didn't see Che Yanqin and Che Xingde again for a long time after that. I don't know if it's her psychological effect. After talking to Sang Yan, everything seems to be developing on the right track.
In late October, Wen Yifan received a WeChat message from the landlord.
The general meaning is that the daughter is about to get married, and this room should be recycled as a wedding room. Let them move out by March next year according to the time limit in the contract.
Seeing this news, Wen Yifan realized in a trance that she and Sang Yan had been living in this shared house for almost two years. She retracted her thoughts and quickly replied "OK".
Su Tian, who was sitting next to her, came over to chat with her: "Yifan."
Wen Yifan raised his eyes: "Huh?"
"I suddenly remembered something." Su Tian supported her cheeks and asked, "Didn't you share a lease with a man before? Then you are with Sangya Wang now. Does he have any opinion?"
Wen Yifan paused and directly admitted: "He is my roommate."
"… "
It's been a while.
Only then did Su Tian swear, "Damn it, where did you find a roommate? I want to find one too."
Wen Yifan laughed and said, "You are not afraid of being heard by Lin Falcon."
"He's used to it," Su Tian said with a smile, "Eh, so you two are living together now, right?"
Wen Yifan thought for a while: "It doesn't count."
Su Tian: "Why not! Don't you two sleep in the same room?"
"Well." Wen Yifan said honestly, "We still sleep separately."
"..." Su Tian was shocked and couldn't believe it at all, "I remember, the time you spent with him doesn't seem to be short... Are you still at the stage of Plato?"
Wen Yifan didn't answer directly: "It's just that they don't live together."
Su Tian: "Why?"
Wen Yifan was very honest: "It's illegal."
"… "
After understanding it, Su Tian felt a little funny. She laughed to herself for a while, and then said, "Then when are you going to be legal? Have you met his parents?"
Wen Yifan said subconsciously, "No—" Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly changed his words: "I've seen his mother."
"what?"
Without waiting for Wen Yifan to explain, the mobile phone placed beside the table suddenly rang. Seeing that the caller ID was "Qian Weihua", she said "Wait a minute" to Su Tian, and then answered the phone.
Qian Weihua's voice came along the current: "Are you in the unit now?"
Wen Yifan: "Yes."
Qian Weihua: "Where's Da Zhuang?"
Hearing this, Wen Yifan glanced at the other side: "Write a manuscript next to me."
Qian Weihua said neatly: "Okay. Go downstairs and call Da Zhuang up. I'll go on a business trip to Beiyu with me."
…
This is not the case once or twice. The two picked up the equipment with ease, and then went downstairs.
Wen Yifan got into the co-pilot habitually and asked about the situation: "Teacher, is there any emergency over Beiyu?"
Qian Weihua started the car and said by the way: "The news that I just received, the news from the police is still blocked. There was a case of the disappearance of a female college student in Beiyu four years ago. Some time ago, a woman took the recording. Report to the police station about this case."
Wen Yifan opened his laptop while listening and typed on it.
"This female college student was raped and murdered at the beginning, and her body has been found. It's on the back mountain in the suburb of Beiyu," Qian Weihua said. "Now a case-solving team has been set up and the suspect is wanted."
Speaking of this, Qian Weihua suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Yifan, you should also know this suspect."
Wen Yifan stopped and looked up: "Huh?"
"It was the one who always came to trouble you before," Qian Weihua took time to glance at her, "Che Xingde."