Chapter 4

His voice is neither light nor heavy.

But like a thunderbolt on the ground, it wakes up Wen Yifan in an instant.

When she came here the other day, what did she say to Sang Yan.

"I'm sorry, we're in a serious bar."

"That's a pity."

“……”

Wen Yifan pursed her lips slightly, and the overwhelming sense of embarrassment occupied her.

Fortunately, there was a lot of noise around. The bartender didn't hear sang Yan's words at all. He just wondered, "brother, what are you doing?" Then he pointed to the drawer and raised his voice. "Do you see the bracelet here?"

Hearing this, sang Yan gave a glance.

The bartender explained: "the customer spent money in our store a few days ago and left a bracelet behind. That day, Yu Zhuo found it, and I... "

Speaking of this, he said: "you are not to put away."

Sang Yan sat down on the high stool and said lazily.

Bartender: "where did you take it?"

Sang Yan took back his sight and looked casual: "I haven't seen it."

“……” The bartender choked, as if speechless by his caprice.

Meanwhile, two young women came to the bar to order wine.

Like seeing the Savior, the bartender gave sang Yan a sentence: "boss, please treat me, I'll work first", and then immediately turned to greet the two people.

Yu Zhuo did not know when he had left this area.

It's just the two of them.

Although it's crowded and noisy, it's not much different from being alone. After all, the bartender said that. Two people a station a sit, the atmosphere seems to break the line with the surroundings, some strange.

Sang Yan took a clean transparent glass and poured wine into it until it was half full.

The next moment, sonyan pushed the cup in front of her.

Wen Yifan looks over unexpectedly.

The man's black hair was scattered in front of his forehead, his eyelashes were like crow feathers, and his face was half bright and half dark in the light. He also carried half a can of beer in his hand and raised his eyebrow: "how do you want me to treat you?"

This time, Wen Yifan really has a kind of illusion that he has come to whore.

She was silent for a moment, did not touch the wine: "no, thank you."

-- cold.

It's estimated that sang Yan was embarrassed by the bartender's explanation and didn't mention the contact information. Thinking that this is his territory, Wen Yifan decided to save face for him, but he didn't mention it.

She pulled back the original thing: "your boss is in charge of all the lost and found things here?"

Sang Yanxiao: "who told you that?"

Wen Yifan pointed to the bartender.

Sang Yan looked along, relaxed his hand, and suddenly knocked the can to the bar.

"He Mingbo."

He Mingbo raised his head subconsciously: "ah! What's the matter, brother

Sang Yan said: "when am I so free that I even care about the lost property?"

“……” He Mingbo obviously didn't respond, and he was still busy, so he just said, "brother. You wait. I'll finish mixing the wine for the guests first. "

Sang Yan's attitude is really not good.

Wen Yifan pursed his lips and put his business card next to the wine glass: "then I'll leave my contact information here. When you find it, you can call directly. I'll come and get it. Thank you

Sang Yan didn't lift his eyes. He made a perfunctory hum.

Wen Yifan doesn't know.

If he treats any guest like this.

How the bar is run.

Or maybe only for her.

Perhaps it was because of her previous words that she felt unhappy; or perhaps it was because she was still worried about the past, pretending not to recognize her, and didn't want to give any good face to her.

I went to the police station early this morning and then went to three places for interviews. Go back to communicate with the landlord to return the rent in advance, and then consider the new residence, but also to guard against the Revenge of the man next door.

A lot of things are waiting for her.

In comparison, sang Yan's attitude seems to be nothing.

But I don't know why.

Maybe she felt a little stuffy because of her remaining anger.

Wen Yifan added softly, "it's a very important thing. Please."

She was just about to leave.

Sang Yan: "wait a minute."

Wen Yifan stops.

Sang Yan's Adam's apple rolled and yelled: "Ho Ming Bo, what are you dawdling about?"

He Mingbo: "ah?"

"People and things are here." Sang Yan looked at him and said, "don't look for it?"

“……”

Sang Yan has let out these words, and he Mingbo can only search again without death. This time it was magically found in the cabinet below. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately handed her: "is this one?"

Wen Yifan took over: "yes, thank you."He Mingbo looked in the direction of Sang Yan and touched the back of his head: "no, No. We are sorry for the delay. "

Sang Yan continued to drink and did not speak.

Wen Yifan nodded, said goodbye and left.

It's wet and cold outside, and there are few people. Looking all the way, it was cold and empty.

Wen Yifan is so cold that he doesn't want to touch his mobile phone. He quickly says "the bracelet has been found" to Zhong Siqiao on wechat and puts his hand back in his pocket. She sniffed and lost her mind.

Thoughts are gradually filled with memories.

Because the bad and familiar Sanyan just now.

She remembered the scene when they met for the first time.

……

On the first day of high school, Wen Yifan was late.

When she got to school, she didn't even have time to go back to her dormitory. She asked her uncle to put her luggage in the dormitory for her. Then she ran to the teaching building a where senior one was and climbed to the fourth floor.

Go through a corridor and go to the inner area. She saw sang Yan for the first time when passing by the school water dispenser.

The boy was long and erect, wearing a blue and white striped school uniform and a loose schoolbag. The facial features are handsome and precious. The expression is very light. It's hard to approach.

It's totally different from her state.

It seemed that he didn't know the bell had been ringing. He was there to pick up the water. He looked very leisurely.

Wen Yifan is anxious to return to class, but only knows that her class is on the fourth floor of the building, and does not know the specific location.

She didn't want to waste time on it. She stopped and planned to ask the way: "classmate."

Sang Yan released the switch, and the sound of water flow stopped. He slowly screwed up the cap and looked at it.

Just a look back, and did not want to pay attention to her meaning.

At that time, Wen Yifan didn't know him. He just felt that this man was not afraid of being late, and he could still draw water here in class time, without any Freshmen's caution and fear.

It's more like a veteran who's been in the world for many years.

So she hesitated for a few seconds and changed her words Senior

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked again.

"Excuse me," said Wen Yifan, "do you know where class 17 is?"

This time, sang Yan didn't look like he was indifferent. He raised his chin and said very kindly, "go ahead and turn right."

Wen Yifan nodded, waiting for his next words.

But sang Yan didn't speak again.

Wen Yifan didn't hear the ending like "it's coming.".

Afraid that he had not finished, out of caution, she hardened her head and asked, "and then?"

"And then?" Sang Yan raised his foot and walked forward, his tone was idle and he didn't want to play, "and then he looked at the class number on his doorplate. Would you like to report it to you one by one --"

he dragged his tail and bit the words and said: "Xuemei."

“……”

Wen Yifan thanks for his good temper.

Go in the direction he said. As soon as you turn right, you will see the number of class 15. Further on, the nearest one is Class 17. Wen Yifan quickened his pace and went to the door to whisper, "report."

The teacher in charge on the platform looked at her, looked down at the list of eyes and asked, "Sang Yan?"

Wen Yifan shook his head: "teacher, my name is Wen Yifan."

"Ivan." The head teacher looked at the list again, some surprised, "you and sang Yan are left on the list. I think this one is more like a girl, thinking it's you."

Without waiting for the head teacher to let her in, a male voice came out behind Wen Yifan: "report."

Following the voice, she turned her head subconsciously.

I saw the "senior" standing behind her. There was only two steps between them. After drawing them closer, she realized that he was very tall.

He has to look up from this distance.

The breath is cold, adding a bit of oppression. With the sandalwood fragrance that seems to exist.

His mood light, very insincere said: "sorry teacher, I'm late."

"Come on in, you two. It's there." The head teacher pointed to the only two positions left in the classroom and asked, "Why are you late on the first day? You two came together? "

The direction the head teacher points to is in the last row of the group closest to the inside.

The two positions are connected side by side.

Wen Yifan replied truthfully: "we didn't come together. My family had other things in the morning, so it was a little late when they sent me. And I don't know the way, so I'm late. "

"So." The head teacher nodded and looked at sang Yan, "what about you?"

"My father didn't know that I was a senior one," Sang Yan said lazily as he went to the outside position and put his schoolbag on the desk. "He sent me to junior high school."

“……”

There was no sound.

In an instant, it was covered with laughter. The quiet classroom became lively.

Wen Yifan's lips also quietly bent up."After that, remind your father when he sees you over." The head teacher was happy, "OK, you two can sit down."

Sang Yan nodded in response. Pulling back his chair, he was about to sit down when he suddenly noticed Wen Yifan standing not far away.

His movement stopped: "you want to sit outside and inside?"

They're looking at each other.

Wen Yifan quickly gathered a smile, hesitated: "inside it."

There is not much room in the classroom.

The desks are divided into four groups, each with seven rows and two columns. There is not much space left in the last row. The chairs squeeze the wall. If you go in, you have to make room for the people on the outside.

Sang Yan didn't speak. He took a step outside and gave her a seat.

The head teacher on the platform began to speak again: "let me introduce myself again. I'm your head teacher for the next year, and I'm also your chemistry teacher." Then she patted the blackboard: "this is my name."

On the blackboard, Gong Gong wrote three words of "Zhang Wenhong" and a string of telephone numbers.

Wen Yifan took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag and wrote it down carefully.

After a while, the front desk boy's body suddenly leaned back, elbows on Sang Yan's desk. He seemed to know sang Yan. He turned his head and said with a smile: "Miss sang, you are really a girl."

“……”

Wen Yifan was stunned.

I suddenly remember what Zhang Wenhong said when I first entered the classroom.

"You and sang Yan are the only ones on the list. I think this one is more like a girl."

Wen Yifan's attention falls on Sang Yan.

He was a tall man. Sitting in this narrow position, he couldn't put his long legs into the desk. One of them is just outside. Eyelids droop, always give people a kind of sleepless and some intolerant feeling.

Looking at the boy without expression.

"That's not what I said. The teacher just said that. But when she says that, I'll think about your name again. It really fascinates me "Boys forced to smile," if you are a woman, I will bubble you

Sang Yan glanced up and down at him, and then said slowly, "Su hao'an, you don't have any number in your mind?"

Su haoan: "what."

"If I'm a woman, I'll be able to see a toad?"

“……” Su haoan instant black face, silent for three seconds, "quickly roll."

Wen Yifan, distracted by their conversation, wants to laugh.

This tone also reminds her of the thing that sang Yan called her Xuemei just now. She hesitated and muttered "shameless" in her heart.

At this time, Zhang Wenhong was called out by another teacher.

Without the town people, the chirp in the classroom gradually increased.

"And my name." Before sang Yan finished, he continued to say, "it's my father who has read the Chinese dictionary for seven days and nights, held a hundred and eighty family meetings, and then repeatedly selected -"

Wen Yifan, holding his cheek, gradually emptied his mind and listened to him word by word.

Just listen to him stop for a few seconds, ramble to finish saying: "just selected a most manly word."

The noisy background sound brings a sense of security. Wen Yifan stares at the words on his notebook, sighs slightly, and comments in a low and inaudible way: "the result is not my man."

“……”

Su haoan sneered and said, "why don't you call Mr. sang directly?"

Wen Yifan was poked in the laughing spot inexplicably, bowed his head and laughed silently. After a long time, she suddenly realized that sang Yan didn't respond to Su haoan's words.

Silence.

Now it's as quiet as if it doesn't exist.

She subconsciously looked at sang Yan.

This just discovers, don't know when start, the vision of mulberry Yan has already moved to her body. Dark slightly cold eyebrows, stars of the sun fell on the corner of his eyes, also did not dye a bit soft.

It's straightforward but not convergent, with a sense of examination.

Wen Yifan had a thump in his heart.

What's going on?

“……”

I can't hear what she just said

No?

Not really?

She hasn't come to a conclusion yet.

Sang Yan tapped on the edge of the table with his fingertips and said, "ah, yes. I haven't had time to ask

Wen Yifan breathes and holds the pen tightly.

"New deskmate?" Sang yanpiantou, slightly arrogant, said, "what's your name?"