1.
Before the end of the National Day holiday, Su Haoan, as the initiator, held a high school class reunion.
The invited list is basically their classmates in the third year of high school, and Wen Yifan transferred schools as early as in the second year of high school, so he was not among them. However, Su Haoan also called her together, and Sang Yan and Zhong Siqiao both asked her if she wanted to go together.
Wen Yifan agreed quickly, but he was so busy with work that he forgot about it on the day of the party. That day happened to be her holiday, she played with her phone in bed for a while, and fell asleep before she knew it.
In a daze, I heard Sang Yan getting up and changing clothes.
After a few minutes, Sang Yan called her: "Wen Shuangjiang, get up."
Wen Yifan responded in a perfunctory manner: "Yes."
After a while, Sang Yan glanced at her: "If you don't get up, you'll be late."
Only then did Wen Yifan tore off the quilt, half-opening his eyes, thinking dully. It didn't take long for her to react, with a bit of displeasure in her tone of being disturbed: "I'm resting today."
Sang Yan said concisely: "Party."
Wen Yifan also seemed to finally remember, glanced at the time, and sat up. She didn't procrastinate any more and went to the toilet to wash up.
After Wen Yifan came out, he saw that Sang Yan had packed herself up and was sitting on the sofa in the master bedroom playing with her phone. She casually flipped over a set of clothes and talked to him while changing: "Can I not go."
Sang Yan raised her eyelashes: "What?"
Wen Yifan: "Sleepy."
Sang Yan put the phone aside, and leaned lazily against the back of the chair: "How can I sleep so much, it's like I'm abusing you."
Wen Yifan walked over to lie on top of him, his clothes were half rolled up, and he tied his underwear belt behind his hands. She still looked sleepy, and nodded approvingly when she heard this: "You won't let me sleep."
"Can you be reasonable? What do you mean I won't let you sleep?" Sang Yan raised her eyebrows and pulled her clothes down, "Then you invite me to stay up late, understand?"
"… "
Silence for a few seconds.
Sang Yan stared at her eyes, her fingertips slid up her back, and her tone was arrogant: "I can't go out yet? If I don't go on, I will help you solve it."
Wen Yifan also looked at him, sighed, turned his back after a few seconds: "I haven't tied it yet."
"… "
She yawned: "Tie it for me."
"… "
After changing his clothes, Wen Yifan sat in front of the dressing table and started putting on makeup. Sang Yan was still sitting in her original position, looking at her casually: "When can you change your anger when you wake up?"
Wen Yifan turned his head: "Huh?"
"When you don't get enough sleep, you turn your face and don't recognize people." Sang Yan looked condescending, tutted softly, and spoke as if to condemn, "When I tell you to get up, don't dare to say a few more words."
"Then you," Wen Yifan thought for a while, but didn't think he dared, "don't call me to get up?"
"… "
After such a toss, Wen Yifan also woke up a lot. She decided to reason with him, and her voice returned to her usual gentleness: "And not only do you have the urge to get up, but you also have a bad temper."
Sang Yan frowned slightly.
Wen Yifan painted eyeshadow and continued, "So let's accommodate each other, okay?"
"..." Sang Yan pulled the corner of her lower lip, thinking about how unscrupulous she looked every time she called herself to get up, and felt that this girl had a good face recently. He tilted his head and didn't bother with her, "Okay."
…
The meeting place was a restaurant in the city.
The two entered the elevator, and Wen Yifan pressed for the third floor. She looked at Sang Yan bored. He also seemed sleepy, his eyelids were half-drooped, and his lips were straight, always giving off a sense of nobility that kept him from a thousand miles away.
Noticing her gaze, Sang Yan also looked over: "What?"
Wen Yifan curled his lips and said casually, "You look pretty good."
"Oh, but there is a camera." As soon as she said it, Sang Yan seemed to be pulled from the altar into the animal world, and pointedly, "Let's go home."
"… "
What does this say.
This again! said! What words! ! !
Wen Yifan had never seen such a person. Her face was calm, and she said calmly, "Then you're quite timid."
Before Sang Yan could speak again, the elevator had already reached the third floor. Wen Yifan led him out, and took advantage of the situation to break the topic: "Which box did Su Haoan say he was in?"
Sang Yan's tone was idle, and he said meaningfully: "Be bold."
"… "
next moment.
In the corridor with people coming and going, Sang Yan suddenly pressed against her lower back and leaned in his direction. Then, he lowered his head, bit her lower lip, pushed the tip of his tongue inward, and licked her.
The whole process takes about three seconds.
Wen Yifan's body froze in place, completely not expecting such a move.
Sang Yan stepped back and licked off the lipstick stains on the corners of his lips. His eyebrows were arrogant and flirtatious: "Wen Shuangjiang, I'm so old, no one can challenge me to win."
"… "
"Since you want it, of course I can give it to you. How about it?" Sang Yan raised her hand and lightly rubbed her lips with her fingertips, her tone tugging and arrogant, "Is it still coming?"
Wen Yifan was really shocked by Sang Yan's shamelessness.
In the following time, Wen Yifan finally began to reflect on himself, and felt that he had to change his mind and be a new person, and he couldn't say anything like before.
It was only now that she realized that Sang Yan did not dare.
But to give her some face, she used to pretend she didn't dare.
When the two entered the box, it was already full of people. There are two large round tables on the left and right, and the two seats next to Zhong Siqiao are still vacant, as if they were reserved for them.
After saying hello, Wen Yifan looked around and found that she knew most of the people present. Some of them met at the school celebration not long ago, but for most of them, she was not very familiar with her name.
A group of people chatted while eating, and they didn't rush to leave after the meal, and played games directly in the box. There were a lot of people, so Su Haoan suggested to play Werewolf and divide it into two tables.
Both Wen Yifan and Sang Yan are good at this game.
But good at it in a different way.
One is that her emotions didn't have much ups and downs, and they were always peaceful, making it hard to tell whether what she said was true or false;
The other is too sloppy, and lazily analyzes a lot of situations on the field, but also makes people feel that what he said is extremely reasonable, and the whole game leads others to run.
Later, Wen Yifan and Sang Yan seemed to be isolated.
Everyone threw them out at the beginning, which also resulted in more punishments for them.
Punishment is still truth or dare.
The new round ends and the civilians win. Both Wen Yifan and Sang Yan's identity cards are werewolves.
Both have to be punished.
Wen Yifan got the big adventure, and Sang Yan got the truth.
Xiang Lang looked at Sang Yan and asked casually, "Who is your first love?"
The rest of the people felt that his question was like nonsense, and let out a disappointing sound. Sang Yan raised her chin slightly, turned her head to look at Wen Yifan, and said bluntly, "Wen Yifan."
"… "
On the other side, Su Hao'an, the group with poor alcohol intake, stood up, his face flushed from drinking, and he said, "Wen Yifan, please call your first love." The table fell silent, In an instant, I understood why I had just asked Lang that question.
It was obviously collusion to make Sang Yan unhappy.
Sang Yan raised her eyes and looked at Su Hao'an, her lips gradually straightened: "Interesting?"
Wen Yifan watched him pretend to be on the side, silent for two seconds, and said in cooperation: "But my first love recently got engaged. I'm worried that it will have a bad influence on calling so late."
Seeing Sang Yan like this, Su Haoan who was drinking was also a little cowardly: "Okay, let's not fight, you can describe it."
"Okay." Wen Yifan looked at Sang Yan, stared at his facial features, and described the past slowly, "Short black hair, thick eyebrows, dark eyes, inner double, high nose bridge, thin lips——" Su Hao Rao Listen with interest. Wen Yifan paused and continued: "There is a pear vortex on the right lip when I laugh."
The others present immediately knew who she was talking about.
Looking at Sang Yan's leisurely appearance again, he affirmed his own thoughts.
"Okay." But Su Hao'an didn't think about Sang Yan at all, he just thought it was a terrible coincidence, "The old man still has such a bitch as Liwu, I have never seen it except for Sang Yan. Who has it?"
"… "
It didn't take long for Su Haoan to realize something and instantly fell silent. The topic was over, and a new round of games began, and the lively atmosphere was once again driven.
After this round was over, a boy who won the big risk was called to go outside to find a girl to ask for WeChat, and many people followed him out.
Su Haoan, who was usually the most positive about this kind of thing, continued to drink alcohol at this moment, and his sanity completely disappeared at a certain moment. He suddenly stopped and stood up beside Sang Yan: "Brother."
Sang Yan raised her head: "What are you doing?"
Su Haoan stared at him: "I'm sorry for you."
Sang Yan: "?"
Wen Yifan sat next to Sang Yan, and was a little dazed by Su Haoan's sudden action.
"I..." Su Hao'an's voice was muddy, with an overwhelming smell of alcohol. The old man started choking after speaking, "It's all my fault for making a fool of myself..."
Hearing the movement, the other table stopped the game and looked over.
Seeing a man crying in front of him, Sang Yan got goosebumps, frowned and said, "What's the matter with you?"
"You're already engaged, and it's hard to get married to the goddess you've been thinking about day and night... It's all my fault! Today I made you realize the truth!" Su Haoan's voice was loud, as if he was afraid that the world wouldn't hear, "So it turns out that You're just a stand-in!"
"… "
"Pear vortex stand-in!"
"… "