Chapter 13

Seems to feel absurd, sang Yan gas smile: "what?"

Qian Weihua was found in the communication, and Wen Yifan called him. Waiting for the other party to answer the time, she asked again: "community name and specific address, can you say it?"

Sang Yan: "what

Without waiting for Wen Yifan to wait for the answer, the other end has already picked up the phone.

Before Wen Yifan opened his mouth, Qian Weihua said quickly: "just in time, I just wanted to call you. You just got out of work, right? I've just received a hotline. There's a fire in Zhongnan Century City nearby. Now come to the scene with me. "

Wen Yifan was busy answering the question and hung up after telling him his specific position.

Her vision of upper Sanyan.

I always think the atmosphere is a little quiet.

Wen Yifan took the initiative to say: "do you live in Zhongnan Century City?"

Sang Yan

"I'm going to work an extra shift. I'll treat you to this meal next time." Speaking of this, Wen Yifan stopped for a few seconds and asked hesitantly, "my teacher is driving here now. Would you like to take you by the way?"

……

Three minutes later, they got into the interview car.

It was Qian Weihua who was driving, and Fu Zhuang was also following. He was sitting in the back seat. Sang Yan's car was parked in the parking lot of Yakou. He didn't want to go back. Wen Yifan asked him to sit in the back seat and get into the co driver's seat.

Fu Zhuang immediately asked, "elder sister Yifan, who is this?"

Wen Yifan buckled his seat belt and said casually: "my high school classmate, who lives in Zhongnan Century City, should be the owner of the house where the fire broke out. He has to go back and see what's going on. "

Qian Weihua started the car and said in surprise, "what a coincidence? It's only 14 years since we started. Why do we have such a thing

Fu Zhuang blurted out: "is this any ominous sign?"

“……” Wen Yifan said, "Dazhuang, don't talk nonsense."

"But brother, it must be a good moral for you to have this kind of thing happen," Fu Zhuang responded quickly. He looked at sang Yan and changed his mouth in time. "The door of burning wealth is open! Brother, you will be rich this year

Sang Yan swept him with his eyes and didn't care.

"Ah, brother." Fu Zhuang leaned over and felt that sang Yan was familiar with him. "How do I think you look so familiar? Have we met somewhere?"

Wen Yifan sits in the front and looks down to check the equipment. When he heard this, he subconsciously thought that sang Yan would reply, "your way of chatting up is too low-level", but after a while, he didn't say a word.

She didn't care much.

I think it may be because he is not in the mood at this time.

Zhongnan century city is very close to here. It's only a few minutes' drive.

When the party arrived at the scene, fire engines and ambulances had already arrived. Many residents were evacuated from the lower part of the building. Obviously, they ran out in a hurry. Many people were only wearing pajamas and didn't even have a coat.

Maybe I haven't experienced this kind of thing, and now I'm all talking together.

It's near nine in the evening.

I do not know when it began to rain, continuous dense, cold like mixed with ice.

The fire broke out in house B on the eighth floor of building 6. The glass windows were blown up by the tongues of fire, and they ran out like demons and spread upstairs. The fine rain has no effect at all. It evaporates when it falls.

The house where sang Yan lives is right above the house.

He looked up, the tip of his tongue touched the corner of his lower lip, and the center of his brow jumped slightly.

Wen Yifan can probably guess why he was that reaction at that time. It's estimated that the person who called him is not very reliable. In addition to the sudden occurrence of this incident, he probably didn't take it to heart at all.

A moment later, sang Yan stepped aside to answer the phone.

Qian Weihua carried the camera and photographed the surrounding conditions.

Vehicles are flashing red and blue, firefighters come and go, fire fighting, rescue and control the order of the scene, there is no free time.

As the rain grew, the light colored concrete ground was dyed deep. Night and rain will intensify the cold. It's noisy and messy, and the voice is mixed with the sound, like a disaster movie in a movie.

Wen Yifan approached the crowd and went to interview the escaping resident: "Auntie, I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm a reporter from the "communication" section of the city channel of Nanwu TV station. Are you a resident of building 6? "

The aunt she interviewed held a child with a strong accent: "yes."

"What floor do you live on? How did you find the fire? "

"It's on the fifth floor. I was shocked when I heard the explosion! I thought there were fireworks! " Seeing the camera, my aunt was very enthusiastic. "There was a lot of noise outside, so I ran out to see it."

The next uncle interjected: "yes! Several times! Now the situation is under control - "

" bang -! "

Before he finished, there was a loud noise from the burning eighth floor. The orange red flame stretched out its hand, accompanied by thick smoke, as if to light up the night, and as if to devour it.

There was an uproar and a puff.Qian Weihua quickly raises the lens and aims at the picture.

Wen Yifan looked along and stopped at the ninth floor. Then, subconsciously, she looked in the direction of Sang Yan. He stood where he was, quietly watching the burning fire, and put the phone down from his ear.

She drew back her eyes and sympathized.

……

Fortunately, the damage caused by the explosion was not too great.

Only one fireman was slightly injured.

All the residents in the building have been evacuated, leaving a child under the age of 10 trapped in the elevator, which has been rescued by firefighters. It took nearly an hour before the fire was completely contained.

The fire department is still cleaning up the scene.

The cause of the fire is still unknown. Almost all the articles in the house were burned. The houses on the same floor and on the upper and lower floors were also slightly damaged. The house B on the ninth floor nearby was the most seriously affected, and the kitchen and living room were burned beyond recognition.

After interviewing the people involved in the accident one by one, with the consent of the owner and the leadership of the firefighters, Wen Yifan and Fu Zhuang followed Qian Weihua to the scene.

Qian Weihua photographed the situation inside the house, listened to the firefighters briefly talk about the situation, and raised several questions from time to time.

To the ninth floor B door, Wen Yifan also met with Sang Yan.

They did a simple interview with him. This time it was Fu Zhuang's question. Because he knew someone, he asked casually: "brother, how are you feeling now?"

Sang Yan obviously felt that the question he asked was extremely stupid, with sarcasm in his words: "I'm very happy."

“……”

"I hope you can be as happy as I am."

“……”

Qian Weihua took the initiative to ask: "is this fire a serious loss to you?"

Sang Yan replied flatly: "it's OK."

Qian Weihua: "we just looked at the situation of the house, almost no place is intact."

Sang Yan: "so what."

“……”

May be aware of their own rampant, sang Yan then obviously with some: "I did not put anything valuable here, except the house and furniture, burned a mobile phone. But it can't be used for a long time. "

Wen Yifan is taking notes beside him, and his movements are inexplicable. But there's no need to talk to him.

After that, the group set out to write and cut films.

Fu Zhuang couldn't help saying, "sister Yifan, you are a miserable and tough classmate. He can be so calm when the house is burned like this. "

Qian Weihua: "you also comfort him and ask him to talk about compensation with property and insurance companies. Just find a new place to live during this period of time. Don't be too sad about it. "

Wen Yifan said casually.

Although she didn't feel that Sanyan needed her comfort.

Fu Zhuang began to force again: "but you are also miserable, sister. You have to go back to work overtime tomorrow. I had told my teacher, just take me alone - "

speaking of this, he lowered his voice and complained at a volume only they could hear.

"But he said I'm too useless."

Wen Yifan nodded after hearing the speech: "it's true."

“……”

It was a rough night.

But this episode is over here.

The fire was just an accident, and sang Yan happened to be the victim. She went back to the stage to write a manuscript, turned in the news into a film, and passed the audit, which was the end of the matter.

What the victim needs to deal with afterwards has nothing to do with her.

Wen Yifan takes back the key and returns it to the former landlord. I said goodbye to the previous house. She didn't have to take the initiative to talk to Sang Yan about inviting him to dinner through communication tools.

In the near future, her only remaining problem needs to be solved.

That is to find a reliable and suitable new roommate.

Wang Linlin finished the work handover and completely moved out before the new week.

For example, in order to carry out the image of a good roommate from beginning to end, before leaving, Wang Linlin stressed that she would help her find a new roommate and let her not worry.

After all, sharing is a long-term thing. Wen Yifan didn't want to live with the person Wang Linlin introduced.

Because the person Wang Linlin introduces is likely to be someone she doesn't know. At that time, if there is a conflict because of this, and you have to find a new residence, it will be even more troublesome.

But she was so enthusiastic that Wen Yifan could only respond politely.

Wen Yifan has asked Zhong Siqiao, who has been waiting for her news. Thinking that if she can't find it, she can only send a post online.

Every other Friday.

Su haoan is about to go out when he receives a call from sang Yan.

He said something impatient, and came up and said, "help me rent a house."

Su haoan"Close to overtime, I'll live for a few months, and I'll move after the house is decorated."

"What's wrong with you? I'm an intermediary? You can't go straight back to your house. "

"Yes, I'll go straight to your place." Sang Yan said, "hang up."

“…… Wait, wait, wait Never thought he could be so brazen, Su hao'an gritted his teeth and said, "you pick a community, I'll help you ask my friend later."

Silence.

After a few seconds, the head back: "Shangdu flower city."

When the phone hung up, Su haoan remembered what Wang Linlin had said to him these days. The tone is like complaining and coquetry. She asked him to help her roommate find a new roommate, saying that she couldn't find one.

Su haoan wants to swear.

How much does he look like a housing agent?

Su hao'an is thinking about who to ask for help, but he thinks of the place where Wang Linlin originally lived.

It seems to be Shangdu flower city.

If Su haoan doesn't mind.

Her roommate Like Wen Yifan?

Su haoan makes a phone call and raises his eyebrows.

During the period of five years ago, the frequency of various events increased.

Wen Yifan is more busy than usual. Sometimes he doesn't even have time to go back home, so he takes Taili as another home. She was so tired that she felt she could fall asleep standing.

Working overtime day and night makes her have no intention to think about other things. Sang Yan, whom she met frequently before, has changed back to the old classmate whom she had not seen for a long time and had no contact with.

When he thinks of this person in his spare time, Wen Yifan's only thought is that they should never meet again.

Sunday night.

Wen Yifan is finally busy, and finally finds a gap to go home for a rest. She opened the door with the key, and as soon as she entered the entrance, she saw the back of a man.

The man is tall and thin. He seems to have just come in and his shoes are still on. There's a suitcase next to it.

Wen Yifan's mind was suddenly blank, even stopped breathing.

It's reminiscent of the burglary she was with two days ago. The victim was stabbed twice by the gangster because of her resistance, and now she's still lying unconscious in the hospital

Hearing the movement, the man turned his head.

Two people look at each other with four eyes.

When he saw his face, the picture of Wen Yifan's brain tonic disappeared immediately. She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that her feet were still a little soft, and all the sudden panic was gradually replaced by inexplicable: "Why are you here?"

Sang Yan frowned: "I also want to ask how you are here."

"I live here." Wen Yifan's brain is a little confused, just want to know, "how did you get in?"

At the same time, Wen Yifan noticed the key in his hand.

It's Wang Linlin's.

“……”

After a while.

The unbelievable thought in Wen Yifan's mind fell with his words.

"I just moved here."

“……”