Chapter 17

“……”

Wen Yifan didn't think that the reason why he finally decided to talk to her "condescending" was to solicit some business for his shop.

She was silent for three seconds, but she couldn't help asking, "is your store so difficult?"

"Isn't that not very profitable? It's going to take a little bit of publicity. " Sang Yan said lazily, "come or not? If you come, I'll be more generous and give you a roommate discount. "

Wen Yifan had a little plan to go: "how much discount is it?"

If there's a discount, of course.

While taking care of his business, she can also save some money.

It can be said that each has its own place.

Sang Yan tilted his head and thought about it with a trailing voice: "let's make it nine."

“……” Wen Yifan can't believe his ears, "how much?"

Sang Yan didn't think what he said was wrong. He patiently repeated: "99."

“……”

I have to make money.

You just wait to close down.

Staring at him for a while, Wen Yifan said: "it's quite generous."

She didn't refuse directly: "I'll think about it."

"OK, tell me in advance if you come," Sang Yan continued to look at his mobile phone, "I'll open a channel for you."

"Good." Thinking that the other party has helped him a lot, Wen Yifan kindly reminded him, "although publicity is important, you have to consider the store decoration."

Sang Yan raised his eyes: "what do you mean?"

"Your shop's signboard is not obvious. It doesn't look like a bar. Instead, it looks like a barber shop," said Wen Yifan. He didn't know if it would make him unhappy

“……”

"The first time I went there, it took me a long time to find" overtime. " Wen Yifan honest way, "and look still did not let people into the * * of."

The living room was silent.

I'm not sure if this reminder has been mentioned. Wen Yifan feels as if he has no position to say these words to him. She finished the rest of the coffee and took the initiative to ease the atmosphere: "but I'm just making an opinion."

"Since it's so hard to find," Sang Yan seemed not to care much about her words and repeated meaningfully, "and he didn't want to go in again -"

he stopped just right, and his words were a little funny, "so why did you come to my bar for the first time?"

“……”

Wen Yifan choked and couldn't answer.

After all, even if she did not take the initiative to initiate, this purpose is indeed impure.

Sang Yan rarely asked. He withdrew his eyes and said casually, "I'll consider your suggestion."

Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief: "that --"

"however." Sang Yan's tone was very dragging, "I don't intend to change it."

“……”

Wen Yifan has a feeling that he is wasting time when he talks to him here. After eating the biscuits, she put on her coat and went out. When I got to the company, it was almost time for dinner.

Su Tian was sitting in his seat and asked, "Why are you so late today?"

"Nothing to do today, just an interview this afternoon." Wen Yifan said, "compared with work, life is more important. If I don't get more sleep, I won't be able to live until next year. "

"Oh, yes. I don't even think of the door to rest now. I just want to stay in bed for a day. " Su Tian's whole body was lying on the table and wailing, "can time go too fast, hurry to celebrate the new year, I want to have a holiday!"

Said, suddenly, Su Tian sat up: "by the way, forget to tell you."

"What?"

"Just now Wang Linlin came to me on wechat and asked you to return her wechat." Su Tian said, "didn't you reply to her? But what's she looking for? She's in a hurry. She's coming to me. "

Wen Yifan turned on the computer and said, "I'll see later."

Her mood has always been calm, looking at the leak, Su Tian did not notice anything: "but with all, you are also a good person. She moved out as soon as you moved in. If I were you, I would move with you. "

"She rented the house anyway." Su Tian rolled a white eye, "she now in the heart estimate happy, still have so long just due, she moves ahead of time, even deposit can take back."

"It's not a big deal," said Wen. "I like the house."

Su Tian sighed: "so I say you are good."

……

Qian Weihua was on a business trip to Linzhen during this period because of a noisy homicide case. He still has a follow-up interview on hand. The director has been urging him, but he is also lack of skills. The report is received from Wen Yifan.

It was an attempted rape on the night of the 17th.

On her way home from work, the victim was held by a man with a knife and dragged into a remote alley in the North District. The male stall owner who passed by found out and rescued him, while the female stall owner escaped because of this.During the confrontation, the nerves of the male stall owner's hand were seriously damaged.

Putting the outline in order, Wen Yifan felt that time was up and looked around: "Dazhuang."

Su Tian: "it seems that someone called me out for an interview. I don't know."

"All right." Wen Yifan didn't care, "I'll go myself."

When Wen Yifan entered the column group of "communication", he came in as a text reporter. That's right, but when the team is short of people, they have to do everything.

No, just learn to do it.

Video interview, writing, editing and later stage all rely on one person.

With the equipment, Wen Yifan went to the city hospital alone.

Wen Yifan found the ward where the male stall owner was, and after obtaining his consent, interviewed him about his current situation.

The male stall owner is in his early 30s, looking honest and honest. Facing every question of Wen Yifan, he answers it seriously. He is too shy to look at her. He will blush if he bumps into her.

After asking the questions on the outline, Wen Yifan himself added a few more, and then did not disturb his rest. She took the camera equipment and said thanks to the stall owner. She planned to go to his doctor and ask him in detail.

Just out of the door, Wen Yifan was called.

"You Ah, Wen Yifan

Follow the voice.

Two or three meters away from the position, a slightly familiar girl is hesitating to look at her. She looked very young and carried a fruit basket in her hand, which seemed to be a doctor.

Wen Yifan smiles at her, but he doesn't remember who she is for a while.

"When did you return to Nanwu?" The girl frowned, "why haven't I heard from my mother?"

This makes Wen Yifan recognize her instantly.

Zheng Kejia.

It's her stepfather's daughter.

It seems that it's a sophomore's business for Wen Yifan to see her again.

At that time, Zheng Kejia was only a junior high school student, and he didn't have the consciousness to dress up. He was charming and willful. It's a far cry from what I would look like after I've grown up.

Wen Yifan didn't expect to meet her here.

Noticing what Wen Yifan was holding, Zheng Kejia guessed, "are you on a business trip?"

"No, I moved back to Nanwu." The weight of the camera is not light, Wen Yifan began to deal with, "I still have work, I'll contact you when I have time."

"Who wants to contact you?" Zheng Kejia muttered

"Well," Wen Yifan nodded, "then we both save time."

“……” Zheng Kejia was so speechless by her words that she held it for a long time before she said, "why do you come back when you have nothing to do?"

"Do I have something to do before I come back?" Wen Yifan said with a smile, "don't worry. Just because I go back to Nanwu doesn't mean I will go home. We don't see each other today, as long as you don't say, no one else knows. "

Zheng Kejia frowned: "I didn't say that I won't let you go home."

Wen Yifan: "OK, you didn't say that."

"Why are you so irritating?" Zheng Kejia said, a little displeased. "I'm talking to you well? I just said before that I didn't want to live with you, but now I don't want to

Wen Yifan stands in place and looks at her quietly.

With that, Zheng Kejia gradually lost his confidence: "and how long ago, how old was I at that time..."

"It's been a long time. I can hardly recognize you. There seems to be no need for us to talk about the past. " Wen Yifan said, "you go to see a doctor quickly. You are tired with fruit."

"Wait! Will you go home for the new year Zheng Kejia said, "don't you come back to see my younger brother?"

Zheng Kejia's younger brother is a boy born three years after Zhao Yuandong remarried.

Wen Yifan hasn't seen it so far.

Zhao Yuandong occasionally sends her photos.

"No return." Wen Yifan pulled a reason, "I work very busy, basically no holiday."

Silence for a moment.

Zheng Kejia took out his mobile phone from his pocket and asked, "can we add a wechat and have dinner tonight? I'd like to apologize to you. I did something wrong before -- "

" Zheng Kejia, "said Wen Yifan. Later, he had to go to the police station, and then he had to write manuscripts and cut movies on stage. He really didn't have time to tell her," I just want to live my own life. "

“……”

"I don't go back to Nanwu for anyone. I don't go home because of you." Wen Yifan said softly, "I do everything for myself."

“……”

Wen Yifan looked at the time: "I'm really in a hurry, so I'll go first."

Zheng Kejia moved her lips, but said nothing.

Also did not wait for her to respond, Wen Yifan turned his head to see the next sign, along the direction of the Department of Neurology.

Wen Yifan finds the attending doctor of the male stall owner. She didn't want to delay the doctor's time. She didn't take too long. According to the situation of the male stall owner, she asked a few questions, said thanks and left.Before leaving the hospital, Wen Yifan went to the toilet.

Wen Yifan bent over to turn on the tap. When he touched the ice water, he shrunk down unconsciously. She was stunned for a moment, perhaps because she had just met Zheng Kejia.

It reminds her of many things in the past.

Wen Yifan thought of what his father Wen Liangzhe had said to her.

"We're girls. Don't touch cold water all the time."

Over the years, it seems that only when Wen Liangzhe is thought of can Wen Yifan's mood be affected. As soon as her nose was sour, she blinked and washed her hands slowly.

Wen Yifan's high school nickname is not made up by his classmates. It has a basis.

At that time, she really couldn't do anything. All the cleaning things in the accommodation life were taught by her roommates. She has a good temper. When people get impatient and get angry with her sometimes, she won't have a grudge.

Wen Yifan grew up spoiled. She is the only child in her family and the only apple of her eye for Wen Liangzhe and Zhao Yuandong. They support anything she wants to do, and they don't expect much of her. They just hope that she can live a happy and safe life.

At that time, Wen Yifan was very carefree.

Even if there are not many friends in the class, she is still happy.

Because she's got enough love.

But Wen Yifan never thought that she would have such a day.

Because Wen Liangzhe died, because Zhao Yuandong remarried, because she was extremely afraid of being robbed of her father's favorite Zheng Kejia, she was sent to her grandmother's house by Zhao Yuandong.

Later, because of grandma's poor health, she was sent to uncle's home.

That is probably the most sensitive time in Wen Yifan's life.

She felt that no one wanted her.

Although she had a place to live, she still felt that there was no place in the world where she could live.

I feel like I have no sense of belonging.

Wen Yifan is very afraid of doing wrong things, and he lives with great fear. Even when eating, chopsticks and bowls collide, and his breathing stops subconsciously.

Wen Yifan remembered a thing of the past inexplicably.

There was a weekend.

Big aunt gave Wen Yifan 20 yuan, let her go out to buy a box of hand torn chicken back.

Wen Yifan obediently goes out with the money.

He went to the store designated by his great aunt and bought a hand shredded chicken. When Wen Yifan was ready to give the money, he found that the money was gone.

At that time, her brain was blank. Looking at the boss's expression, she could only say that she would come back to get it later. Then, Wen Yifan walked back along the way, seriously staring at every corner of the ground.

I just went back and forth several times.

Wen Yifan didn't see any trace of the twenty yuan.

She still remembers how she felt at that time.

Extremely frightened, but helpless.

Even if I think about it now, it seems that it's just a funny thing.

It's just 20 yuan.

She just lost twenty dollars.

Just because of such a small thing.

Wen Yifan didn't go back in the afternoon. He walked around aimlessly until it was dark. She stops at an empty bus stop, sits in a chair and stares at the gray concrete floor.

I think everything is slowing down.

She was afraid to go back.

I'm afraid I will be sent to the next relative's house by my uncle because of this. And then things like this happen all the time.

She's going to be a burden that everyone is trying to put off.

Then.

At that time, sang Yan seemed to fall from the sky and suddenly appeared in front of her. He seems to have just come back from playing basketball. He is holding a basketball in his hand. His upper body is wet and his hair is stained with sweat.

Sang Yan came up to her and bent down, with the peculiar flavor of a teenager. At that time, he knew her nickname, as if on purpose, and never called her real name again: "Wen Shuangjiang, what are you doing here?"

Hearing the sound, Wen Yifan slowly looked up at him and said nothing.

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "how do you like this expression?"

Still quiet.

Sang Yan touched her with the basketball: "you're just saying something."

"Sang Yan," Wen Yifan responded, his voice was very light, "can you lend me 20 yuan?"

“……”

"I came out shopping and lost my money."

Sang Yan Leng next, stretched out his hand to turn over his pocket: "I came out with no money."

Wen Yifan immediately lowered his eyes: "that's not necessary..."

"No, just because I don't have money now doesn't mean I won't have money in five minutes." Sang Yan stood up straight, "you just sit here, five minutes."

“……”

After thinking about it, sang Yan put the basketball in her hand again.

"Wait for me."

Without waiting for Wen Yifan to answer, sang Yan ran away and didn't know where to go. She lowered her head again, staring at the dirty basketball in her hand, looking at the lines on it.The evening wind was quiet.

One car came in front of me, another one came.

Wen Yifan doesn't know if there are five minutes.

I just remember that sang Yan came back soon at that time. He was still panting, squatting in front of her, and pulled out twenty yuan from his pocket: "take it, remember to remember."

Wen Yifan's hand was a little stiff. He took the money and said, "thank you."

Sang Yan looked up at her, sweat down his forehead: "how can you cry?"

“……”

He laughed: "there's no need to be so moved, right?"

Wen Yifan pursed his lower lip and repeated: "thank you."

"OK, it's not a big deal," Sang Yan scratched her head, but he didn't know how to comfort her. "I lost 20 yuan."

“……”

"Next time, if you drop it again, you'll call me." Young eyebrows high spirited, pulled the corner of the lip, "how many I borrow you, OK?"