A moment of silence.
At the same time as these words fell, Wen Yifan's mind came up with what happened on New Year's Eve - she was hit by a passerby, accidentally bumped into his arms, and then apologized to him, he nodded to show "it's okay" .
The whole process is no different from the communication between strangers.
Even if Wen Yifan guessed that he probably recognized it, they probably knew each other well.
But she didn't expect him to speak so bluntly.
After all, from the very beginning, all of Wen Yifan's responses were in line with his various actions.
So now, when she still felt that the scene could continue, he felt that the situation could not be contained, so he preemptively showed a look of "Is it interesting to pretend that you don't know each other?"
It seems that he is very sincere in dealing with people and things, never doing hypocritical things around the corner.
To sum up, it is the story of "Wen Nongfu" and "Sang Snake".
Wen Yifan was silent for two seconds, and didn't want to save face for him: "No, I thought you didn't recognize me."
Sang Yan pulled the corner of his lower lip.
"After all, I was wearing a mask and covered my face tightly." She met his gaze calmly and said slowly, "I didn't expect your eyes to be so good."
Sang Yan raised her eyebrows: "Does your eyes look good?"
Soon, he said again, "Ah, sorry, I misunderstood you."
Wen Yifan: "What's the misunderstanding?"
"I didn't see you, it was my sister who recognized you," Sang Yan looked calm, without the slightest guilty conscience, "Tell me you've been staring at me."
"… "
Wen Yifan's expression did not change, and he continued, "That's true."
Sanyan looked at her.
"Because, when I saw you," Wen Yifan decided to retaliate in his own way, and began to talk nonsense, "the pants chain was not pulled."
"… "
Afraid that these words would cause him to misunderstand again, Wen Yifan added: "There are quite a few people around me discussing it."
Sang Yan: "..."
"You don't need to pay too much attention to this matter, it's been a few days." Wen Yifan smiled and pretended to comfort, "Let's not talk for now, I still have something to do at work, so I'll go back first."
Before she could move, Sang Yan suddenly shouted, "Hello."
Wen Yifan: "?"
Sang Yan: "Do you remember where Su Haoan parked his car just now?"
She nodded subconsciously.
"Okay." Sang Yan raised her chin, "Lead the way."
Wen Yifan was still at a loss.
I thought I took him to find the car, no matter what, he should politely ask "Would you like to take you there?" After finding the car, Sang Yan didn't say a word to her except "goodbye".
I didn't mean to go with her at all.
She thought it wasn't a big deal at first.
But just after Wen Yifan observed it, he realized that the restaurant was on a very remote street. She used the mobile phone map to check the nearest subway station, which was several kilometers away.
There were not a few passing cars around, and it was pitch-dark from the outside.
Wen Yifan hesitated, staring at Sang Yan's car that hadn't started, so he could only bite the bullet and knock on the passenger's window.
After a few seconds, Sang Yan lowered the window and glanced at her coldly.
Wen Yifan said softly, "Can you give me a ride? It's a bit out of place here."
Sang Yan said lightly, "Where do you live?"
Wen Yifan: "City Jiayuan."
"Oh." Sang Yan retracted his gaze, "It's not on the way."
"… "
Wen Yifan had never seen such a careful person in his life. She showed an apologetic smile and said, "I didn't ask you to take me home, just take me to the nearby subway station, I'm really bothering you."
Sang Yan stared straight at her, and barely said a word after a few seconds.
"Come up."
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, got into the passenger seat, and fastened his seat belt.
Sanyan started the car.
The interior of the car was unduly quiet, and the space was confined and cramped.
Sang Yan didn't turn on the music and didn't mean to talk to her.
Feeling that he was ignoring the car without talking like this, it was a bit like taking Sang Yan as the driver, so Wen Yifan took the initiative to start a topic: "Why are you leaving suddenly? Isn't it a gathering of friends?"
Sang Yan replied perfunctorily: "Noisy."
"… "
Wen Yifan didn't know if he was talking about the party being noisy, or whether he was talking about her being noisy.
Her lips moved, but she didn't speak again.
Wen Yifan turned his head to look out of the window, looking at the scenery running fast outside, the street lights were pulled out bright lines, dazzling and dazzling. She gradually started to be dumbfounded.
Thinking of the conversation with Su Haoan in this car when he came.
Wen Yifan and Su Haoan really hadn't seen each other for seven or eight years.
But not with Sang Yan.
Wen Yifan didn't tell anyone about this.
Judging from Su Hao'an's reaction, it seemed that Sang Yan didn't tell anyone else like her.
It seemed like something only the two of them knew.
In the second semester of high school, Wen Yifan moved with his family to Beiyu City because of his uncle's job change. After that, except for Xiao Zhong Siqiao and Xiang Lang, she did not contact anyone from the original school.
Except for Sanyan.
Originally, Wen Yifan also thought that they would cut off contact.
But I forgot which day it started, Wen Yifan would receive text messages from Sang Yan every once in a while. He doesn't chat with her about anything, and he doesn't take the initiative to ask her anything. He only sends her the results and rankings of his small exams and big exams.
And so on until the end of high school.
Wen Yifan happened to receive a text message from Sang Yan after the results of the final exam of the second year of high school came out. She struggled for a long time at that time, and finally, with the transcript, she slowly entered her results this time into the text message box, and then pressed the send button.
He probably didn't think she would reply.
After a while, he replied.
[It seems that our grades are not much different, why don't we go to a university.]
after awhile.
He sent two more words.
[Okay?]
…
Wen Yifan sighed inaudibly.
Noticing that a few subway stations had already opened outside, she was stunned for a while, and reminded: "It seems to have opened, I remember that there is another subway station ahead, will you let me down in front?"
Sang Yan said coolly, "Am I the driver?"
"… "
Isn't that what was said from the beginning
Seemingly unhappy because of this, Sang Yan did not stop and continued to drive forward.
Wen Yifan couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"
"Your house." Sang Yan's tone always contained a hint of ridicule, "Where else can you go?"
"… "
Wen Yifan felt that they couldn't speak well between them. When he speaks, there are always less obvious thorns, which seem to be absent, and it seems that the dialogue is not right.
Wen Yifan wanted to have a good talk with him.
But I feel like there is no need to talk about it.
Unconsciously, he arrived at the city Jiayuan.
This community has been built for more than ten years. The buildings and facilities in the community are very old and the space is not large. There are all stair rooms inside, and the property is basically no matter what, and there is no security at the door at this moment.
Not even the stop bar was lowered.
Sang Yan did not drive in the car, but parked directly at the gate of the community.
Wen Yifan unfastened his seat belt and said politely, "Thank you very much today, I will invite you to dinner when you are free."
"Huh?" Sang Yan leaned on the driver's seat, turning her head to the side, her expression indifferent, "So soon thinking about the next meeting?"
"… "
Wen Yifan was still curious.
How popular is this so-called "degenerate street card" that he has become in recent years.
It can make him feel that other people have ulterior motives when he just listens to a word.
Or, it was because of her previous words in the bar that he had misunderstood him.
Wen Yifan decided to explain: "When I was in the bar before, I accidentally made a slip of the tongue—"
Before she could finish speaking, Sang Yan interrupted her: "Which one?"
Sang Yan: "That's a pity?"
"… "
Wen Yifan gave up, skipped the topic and stretched out his hand to open the car door.
"You go back and drive carefully."
Wen Yifan walked into the community.
She lives in the building closest to the gate of the community, and she walks a few steps to the right after entering the community.
Taking out the key, Wen Yifan opened the door downstairs and climbed up slowly. This building has six households on one floor. She climbed to the third floor where she lived, and then walked to the farthest part of the corridor, which was her house.
Wen Yifan was about to walk over when he suddenly noticed three men standing in front of her house, with a strong and unpleasant smell of alcohol. At this time they were standing there smoking, jokingly talking all kinds of dirty jokes and dirty words.
I don't know if I just came back, or if I waited there for a while.
The lights in the corridor were broken, and the light was very dim, making it impossible to see their appearance. But through the light outside, Wen Yifan could probably recognize from the shape of one of them, the man who lived next to her.
Wen Yifan suddenly realized.
It seems that five days have passed since she called the police.
Her movements stopped.
The key in his hand made a slight noise.
The men looked over in an instant.
The tiger tattooed man laughed: "Beautiful sister, are you back?"
Not knowing why they were standing here inexplicably, Wen Yifan felt uneasy.
"Brothers, it's just this beautiful woman who said I harassed her." The tiger tattooed man sighed, his voice hoarse and hoarse, "I'm so innocent, even knocking on the door counts as harassment?"
"Beauty, haven't you seen it before?" Another man laughed, "Do you want to know what constitutes real harassment?"
Wen Yifan said nothing, turned his head and went downstairs.
"Why did she run away?"
"How do I know what she's running? Beauty! What do we want to do! Can we chat?"
"I don't blame you, beautiful sister! I just want to improve our relationship, neighbors, don't make it so stiff."
While saying these words, they followed Wen Yifan and ran downstairs.
The men took big steps and smiled excitedly, as if they were playing, and they looked gloomy in this dark place.
Wen Yifan didn't even have time to take his mobile phone from his pocket to call the police, so he ran to the first floor, opened the door downstairs, and ran outside the gate of the community. She wanted to ask the security guard for help, but suddenly remembered that when she came back, she saw that there was no one in the security booth.
The area of this neighborhood is not too out of the way. After going out, there is a food street after walking for a while.
Wen Yifan thought that it would be good to run to a place with many people.
The footsteps behind him seemed to be getting closer.
At this time, Wen Yifan saw that Sang Yan's car was still parked in the same place outside the gate of the community. He was leaning against the passenger door of the car, standing sloppy, looking like he was talking on the phone.
Noticing the movement, Sang Yan raised her eyes and looked at her.
Wen Yifan was a little slower, and the thought of asking him for help flashed in his mind for a moment. But I quickly weighed it in my heart and chose to run in the direction of the food street.
Wen Yifan was about to pass by him.
Sang Yan had cut off the phone and called out to her, "Wen Yifan."
She raised her eyes, meeting his eyes again.
I caught a glimpse of her expression at this time, and the three men who looked badly behind her.
Sang Yan's expression was indifferent and too calm.
"come over."