When the words fell, Wen Yifan's eyes moved down, fixed on Sang Yan's lips. She paused for a few seconds, and after careful consideration, took a step back, and slowly hung the towel back where it was.
She swept the gauze on Sang Yan's body with the corner of her eye.
At this moment, Wen Yifan has an inexplicable feeling, if he really kisses, he will really become the one who is inferior to the beasts. Feeling that what she said just now was a bit direct, she thought about how to politely decline, and even demeaned herself.
"I have nothing to do."
Sang Yan was leaning on the sink halfway, her eyes drooping down, her fine eyelashes covering it. The bathroom is full of lights, and the space is narrow.
Wen Yifan swallowed his saliva and made an excuse: "It's twelve o'clock, then I'm going to take a bath."
Just two steps away.
Sang Yan grabbed her wrist and pulled back. She was caught off guard, and the first thought in her mind was not to touch his wound, and the palm of her hand subconsciously supported the table beside him.
Her head turned slightly to the side, and she drew closer to him again.
"What are you thinking?" Sang Yan lowered her head and stared straight at her, her words a little more rambunctious, "what else can I do?"
"… "
"Just kiss for a while," Sang Yan's fingertips gently rubbed her wrist, speaking slowly and slowly, with a hint of accusation, "Is this okay?"
Wen Yifan snorted, as if hypnotized by him, and began to feel that if he didn't do anything else, a kiss wouldn't seem to affect anything. She was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "...that's okay."
He raised his eyebrows slightly, maintaining his original posture.
Soon.
Wen Yifan felt him grab his wrist, put it on his stomach, and slowly pulled it down. Then, when she heard the man's gasp, she raised her head blankly, and met his dark eyes. "Head up."
Before he understood the intention of his words, Wen Yifan was already obedient and stood on tiptoe.
Sang Yan's lips fell along the hot breath and moved gently from the corner of her lips. She almost sent herself up, her head raised, and the soles of her feet were half pressed to the ground, feeling like she couldn't touch the ground.
Aware of her state, Sang Yan raised her hand against her waist and bit her lip hard.
"—Otherwise, I won't be able to kiss you."
…
When he returned to the room and flipped through his phone again, Wen Yifan realized that Qian Weihua had called her two hours ago. She paused, opened WeChat immediately, and wanted to apologize to him and explain the situation.
But maybe Qian Weihua also knew the situation and sent her a sentence: [I'll just bring the big strong on the scene. Go to the hospital first, interview witnesses, it shouldn't be a big deal.]
Fu Zhuang also sent a message: [Sister, take good care of Brother Sang Yan. I'll charge for you! ! !]
Fu Zhuang: [I heard from the police that Brother Sang Yan is still alive and well after being injured, and it seems that he can still hit 800 times. Don't worry too much.]
Seeing this, Wen Yifan couldn't help but laugh. She replied one by one, both apologizing and thanking, before putting down the phone and lying on the bed after a long while.
Wen Yifan's emotional cognition is particularly sluggish.
After I went to work in "Communication", I didn't feel much about the team, I just felt that the working environment was much better than the previous work environment. Although the workload is still more than before, it still feels more relaxed than when I worked in Yihe Radio and Television.
But this moment.
Wen Yifan suddenly realized that she seemed to like this team.
I thought about it for a while to myself. Wen Yifan's thoughts wandered from one end to another, and then back to this end. After an unknown amount of time, she remembered what had just happened in the bathroom.
And Sanyan's words.
- "Just kiss for a while."
clearly said.
Just kiss for a while.
Wen Yifan's ears burned slowly, and he got up uncomfortably to take a bath. She stared at herself in the mirror, and her mind was quickly occupied by the scene just now.
The man's lips gradually became more bloody, and the kiss fell like broken rain. His hair was wet with sweat, his eyes were stained with affection, and he gasped with a sexy and heavy breath that could not be ignored.
I do not know how long it has been.
In the bathroom with sandalwood incense, there is a charming smell.
"Come here." Seeing that she was about to step back, Sang Yan grabbed her with a hoarse voice, "Wash your hands for you."
Because of this injury, Sang Yan took a week off to rest at home.
Wen Yifan had to commute as usual, and was only following the report on the case of Che Xingde. She tried her best to make time for Sang Yan to get up early every day to make breakfast for Sang Yan, and she also found time to come back at noon, and she would ask him what he wanted for dinner before returning home in the evening.
like taking care of a child.
Sang Yan was having a good time.
But after only three days of being the emperor, Sang Yan began to feel that running back and forth like this would tire her out. In addition, his injury did not affect his normal life, so he soon went back to work after taking leave.
Under the frantic urging of the director, Wen Yifan began to work overtime every day again, handing over to the police and experts, and running to the police station and the scene. Another colleague is in charge of the interview with the suspect's family.
After Che was arrested, police investigated his past. After several interrogations, plus the fact that Guo Ling's hair had been found in his body, he admitted the crime and confessed to all the crimes.
That night four years ago.
Che Xingde was called by Che Yanqin to a barbecue stall to help. When he was about to reach his destination, he met Guo Ling in a remote alley. He recognized the girl, remembered that she was always quiet and withdrawn, seemed weak and incompetent, and would swallow everything up.
He became lustful, and after talking to her for a few words, he covered her mouth and dragged it deep into the alley.
After the event.
Che Xingde thought that Guo Ling would endure it and dared not tell anyone. Unexpectedly, it was completely different from what he thought. She turned her phone aside while crying, posing to call the police.
He threatened a few words and said all kinds of dirty words.
Guo Ling was unmoved, and she had to call the police no matter what. She seemed to have a support and a support. Although she was in extreme pain, she still choked and said, "I'm going to tell my father, he will definitely kill you..."
In the end, Che Xingde, in panic, strangled her to death by mistake.
After that, he asked Che Yanqin, who was nearby, for help. Che Yanqin brought up Che Xingde from a young age. She is extremely tolerant of this younger brother, and does whatever she wants, a typical "brother-assisting demon".
So no matter how scared or annoyed she was, she didn't want to see him go to jail and had to help him dispose of the body. The two put Guo Ling in the big black plastic bag from the store, wrapped it in several layers, and then stuffed it into the suitcase.
The two siblings never mentioned this to anyone.
I thought I could hide from the sky.
…
After typing the last word of the press release, Wen Yifan checked it and sent it to the editor.
The editing room was quiet and normal, staring at the screen, Wen Yifan was a little absent-minded, and inexplicably recalled himself trapped in Chen Xi's house many years ago.
Hearing Aunt Chen say that the moment after Che Xingde was released, what was on his mind.
Wen Yifan couldn't remember clearly either.
But at this moment, Wen Yifan really wanted to go back to the past, back to himself at that time. She wanted to pat the girl's head, to tell her that everything she did was right.
Regardless of the outcome, it's definitely not something to be ashamed of.
Don't accidentally get a stain on a bad guy and feel like you're dirty too.
it does not matter.
The person you like will also think you are brave.
He will thank you.
protect his girl.
The report aired on the morning column the next day.
Before leaving get off work that day, Wen Yifan received a call from Guo Ling's father. After she returned to Nanwu, she took several calls from him, providing her with news and asking about various things.
Maybe he saw the news, this time he came to thank him.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Yifan sat there for a while before packing up and leaving the company. She went to the parking lot to find Sang Yan's car, got into the driver's seat, and drove in the direction of his company.
During this time, the two were completely upside down.
Afraid that it would be unsafe for Sang Yan to drive in this state, Wen Yifan began to take him to and from get off work every day.
When Wen Yifan drove to the door of Sang Yan's company, he saw him just come out, with Zheng Kejia following him, as if he was talking to him. Not long after, Sang Yan walked over and got into the car.
She turned her head and stared straight at him.
Sang Yan didn't notice her gaze, she fastened her seat belt, but went straight in: "Wen Shuangjiang, your stepsister just asked me to tell you that you can go back to her house when you have time."
"… "
Wen Yifan hadn't thought about it, he just snorted and didn't say anything unnecessary.
Sang Yan glanced at her: "Are you going?"
Wen Yifan shook his head: "No plan."
Sanyan didn't say anything else.
I got off work early today, and I remembered that there was a food festival in a nearby square that Fu Zhuang said.
After asking Sang Yan's opinion, Wen Yifan drove the car to the vicinity and found a parking space. After getting out of the car, she held his hand and counted the time: "Is it time to remove the stitches tomorrow?"
Sang Yan hummed softly.
"I just have a day off tomorrow, so I can go with you." Wen Yifan's voice was gentle and slow, and he began to share today's events with him, "Sang Yan, I received a call from Guo Ling's father again today. ."
A few days after the food festival started, the square was crowded with people, and the surrounding area was bustling.
Sang Yan looked at the road and pulled her to avoid pedestrians: "What did you say?"
"He said he thanked me for reporting the truth, and thanked me for being so caring. That's probably what he meant." Speaking of this, Wen Yifan felt a little embarrassed. "But isn't it all my job?"
Sang Yan said casually: "It's your job, but I can also praise you for doing a good job."
Wen Yifan paused and was silent for a while before saying, "Actually, I didn't really like the job of being a reporter before."
Hearing this, Sang Yan turned his head sideways: "Huh?"
After thinking about it, Wen Yifan changed his words: "It has nothing to do with this industry. At that time, I just felt that except for dancing, everything seemed to be the same."
The first time she heard her take the initiative to mention this, Sang Yan just looked at her and didn't speak.
"I actually lied to you about one more thing." Wen Yifan blinked when he mentioned this, and he felt calm compared to how he felt at the beginning, "I'm a second-year high school transfer student, it's not because I can't dance anymore, it's Because my stepfather thought it was too expensive, my mother told me not to dance."
"… "
Sang Yan was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't thought about the reason at all, and she didn't know how to react.
"After I gave up at the time, I didn't think about it again. Because I'm not very good at fighting for things for myself." Wen Yifan said, "Everything I do after that feels boring." Sang Yan stopped and asked her : "Do you still want to dance?"
"If it had been a few years earlier, I would have thought about it." Wen Yifan gave a serious answer, and then smiled, "But I finished writing the press release on the case of Che Xingde yesterday, and I received a message from Guo Ling's father today. Telephone--"
"… "
Wen Yifan's eyes curled: "I suddenly found out that I also like being a news reporter very much."
The original dream can also be subtly changed.
In the past, she felt that she was only good at dancing, so after being deprived of her wings to fly, she felt that she had no other ability. She lives only in the shadows, unwilling to accept anything else.
I feel that life is just like this, and it seems that there is nothing impossible.
Noticing that she was really happy, Sang Yan lowered her eyebrows and said in a low voice, "As long as you like it."
After two seconds, he added: "In the future, it's fine to just show your partner."
"… "
Wen Yifan immediately looked at him, quiet for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Sang Yan, did you like watching me dance before?"
"..." Sang Yan's eyelids moved, but she was straightforward, "I just found out?"
"Then I won't dance now."
"So what," Sang Yan didn't care at all, her tone was very drawn, "I like other things about you too."
…
The two walked around for a while.
Wen Yifan's taste is light, and he doesn't even like to touch drinks. The most common drink is boiled water. She wasn't interested in the snacks inside, and she wouldn't let Sang Yan eat it, for fear of affecting his wound.
In the end, Wen Yifan only bought bags of handmade candies from a small stall.
Wen Yifan opened the bag, took out one, and put it to Sang Yan's mouth: "Do you want to eat?"
Sang Yan had no interest in this sweet and greasy stuff, and after glancing at it, she expressed resistance: "Don't eat it."
"Oh." Wen Yifan knew his taste. She put the sugar into her mouth, tasted it, and gave him Amway, "It's not so sweet, the milk taste is stronger, do you want to try it?"
After speaking, she took another one into the bag.
Sang Yan said inexplicably: "Okay, then I'll try."
"Then—" Wen Yifan raised his eyes, and before he finished speaking, he saw that he was staring at him. The next second, the back of her head was pressed against him, and Sang Yan's lips fell, hooking the candy in her mouth, biting it, and putting it in her own mouth.
"… "
Wen Yifan was still holding candy in his hand and was a little confused.
"Okay, I was deceived." Because of this move, Sang Yan's lips were stained with water. He stared at her unprepared look, and raised the corners of his lips, "It's not very sweet."