Chapter 27

I always feel that the atmosphere is strange.

I don't know why he said this to himself. Wen Yifan took his eyes back, raised his feet and walked in, and said politely: "then you are a friend with a very charming personality."

With that, she sighed to herself.

Sure enough, he was sang Yan's friend. He even talked in the same way.

Sang Yan's eyes were still on her, and he said it meaningfully.

Then I cut off the phone.

As usual, Wen Yifan sat beside the tea table and boiled a pot of water.

While waiting for the water to boil, Yu Guang saw sang Yan sitting in his usual position. At this moment, Wen Yifan has nothing to do. He thinks of his phone call just now and says casually, "but did that girl tell your friend?"

Sang Yan raised his eyes: "how?"

"It just sounds a little illogical." Wen Yifan thought, "if this girl likes your friend so much, the reason why she hugs your friend is very clear. Your friends don't have to discuss this with you. "

"Oh, so," Sang Yan said leisurely, "color makes wisdom faint."

“……”

Although it's not her who makes this comment, Wen Yifan always has a strange feeling. She was silent for a moment, calmly continued to mention: "but I just heard what you said to your friend, this girl does not seem to express her mind clearly."

Sang Yan leaned against the back of his chair and looked condescending.

"So, is it possible that it's your friend?" Wen Yifan stopped, swallowed the sharp word "self amorous" and put it in a milder way. "Wrong understanding?"

“……”

The water just boiled.

Sang Yan coldly looked at Wen Yifan pouring boiling water into the cup and adding some cold water. She picked up the cup and covered her hand. After a slow drink, she noticed his eyes.

Wen Yifan: "do you want to drink water?"

Sang Yan glanced at her and said, "drink for yourself."

Wen Yifan nodded. He didn't know where his emotion came from. She continued to drink half a cup, and then poured some boiling water into it. Then she got up and said, "I'll have a rest first."

Sang Yan said perfunctorily, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Wen Yifan took the cup and went back to the room.

Hearing the door open and close, sang Yan half lay on the sofa. He put his elbow on the armrest, supported his face with one hand, his eyelids drooped slightly, and idly adjusted the platform.

Switch to a certain channel. There's a variety show on.

The male star said: "I have a friend -"

was interrupted by another person: "why don't you have a middle school friend?"

Sang Yan watched without emotion and immediately pressed the change button.

This time it's a channel that's broadcasting a movie. It's a funny movie. In the old filter, the middle-aged man said carelessly: "don't be sentimental!"

Change it again.

Cut to a recent big fire idol drama, the actress on the screen is red eyed, weeping bitterly: "have you never loved me Have you been playing with me all the time... "

“……”

Sang Yan sneered, turned off the TV and threw the remote control aside.

He picked up his cell phone and saw that Qian Fei had sent him a series of messages to bomb him. All of them were condemning his disgusting and unqualified behavior of directly hanging up the phone.

See sangyan always love to answer, Qian Fei also changed the position to the dormitory group.

Sang Yanzheng wants to reply.

The phone jumps out of the call reminder interface again.

Duan Jiahui.

Sang Yan answered and got up to walk in the direction of the kitchen.

"He said

The man's clear voice came from that end. His voice was gentle, and he sounded gentle and smiling: "brother, what are you doing?"

He took out a tin of beer from the refrigerator and sang Yan opened it with one hand.

"Are you so free today?"

"It's OK," Duan Jiahui said slowly without taking time to be polite. "You've moved, haven't you? Send me the address later. I'll send something later."

Hearing this, sang Yan immediately understood: "I am a courier?"

Duan Jiaxu said with a low smile, "isn't this by the way?"

"What's this time," Sang Yan said lazily, "to make up for women's day on March 8?"

"What's children's day?" Duan Jiaxu said. "Isn't your sister's 18th birthday next Saturday? The little girl is coming of age. Give her the present for me then. "

"All right." Sang Yan pauses for two seconds and picks his eyebrows. "Is her birthday next Saturday?"

“……”

Sang Yan half leaned on the stage of Liuli and drank a sip of wine: "you can't send it directly to my home."

"Received in advance," Duan Jiaxu said with a smile, "the sense of surprise is gone."

"Also surprised," Sang Yan sniffed, "you are also enough soil.""Little girls don't all like it." With that, Duan Jiahui suddenly thought of something, "by the way, brother. How can I hear Su haoan say that you came to Yihe some time ago? "

“……”

"Because of our university affair, he also called me to scold me," he said, pausing for a few seconds, saying with fun, "you came to Yihe to see me?"

Sang Yan took the beer and walked towards the living room. He said, "hang up."

The weather in Nanwu is always repeated.

When Wen Yifan thought that the temperature would begin to rise, he got up overnight and suddenly rained for several days. It's not the pouring rain, it's all continuous, like fine velvet.

It's kind of upsetting.

As a result, the temperature dropped several degrees.

In this kind of weather, Qian Weihua also received a hotline report.

The general situation is that there is a tramp with mental problems near the main campus of Nanwu University, who sometimes starts beating people inexplicably and has been wandering in this area for some time.

The target of this beating is not directional.

But no one was seriously injured every time, so it was nobody's business.

This morning, for some reason, the tramp took off his clothes and wandered along the street. Later, he came forward and slapped a male college student in the face.

After the students dodged, the tramp stopped and continued to walk around with a stiff face.

Soon, the tramp was taken to the police station by the police.

After a general understanding of the situation, Wen Yifan applied for an interview car with Taili and went to the police station with Qian Weihua.

They first listened to the docking personnel about the current situation.

The tramp didn't cause any injuries, but it frightened several junior high school students who happened to see him. The teachers and parents were calming down. After that, the police will send the tramps to Nanwu rescue station to strengthen the patrol nearby.

Qian Weihua is holding a camera while Wen Yifan is taking notes.

In addition, Wen Yifan noticed that there was a boy sitting in the police station at this time.

According to the police, the boy is mu Chengyun, a senior in the media department of Nanwu University.

He was the one the tramp wanted to attack this morning.

Mu Chengyun reacted quickly. After he dodged, he covered him with his coat, and then called the police. After the police arrived at the scene, he also came to talk about the situation.

Wen Yifan looked at him.

Mu Chengyun was born clear and bright. At the moment, he was only wearing a sweater. Soft facial features, a little boy girl, like a little brother has not yet grown. But he is tall and strong.

Like the lovely and handsome together.

After docking with the police, Qian Weihua walked up to him and politely asked, "Hello, we are reporters from the city channel" communication "of Nanwu TV station. May I have an interview with you?"

Wen Yifan follows Qian Weihua.

Mu Chengyun looked at them, and his eyes stopped for a few seconds on Wen Yifan. He had bright eyes and a smile. He looked very green: "yes."

At the end of the speech, he pointed to his watch: "but I have something to do later. Maybe I don't have much time. Do you have anything to ask? "

Qian Weihua didn't delay him too much time. He simply asked a few questions and finished the work.

Later, Qian Weihua packed up the photographic equipment, while Wen Yifan stood by and waited.

Yu Guang glimpses Mu Chengyun's face.

As soon as the distance gets closer, Wen Yifan always feels that he has seen this man somewhere.

So I couldn't help looking more.

May be aware of the vision of Wen Yifan, Mu Chengyun suddenly looked at her. He scratched his head with no displeasure on his face, but said, "do I have something on my face?"

"No Wen Yifan looks a Leng, to be honest, "I think you look familiar."

After talking, I realized that it was like chatting up.

Mu Chengyun didn't find this strange. He nodded his head and suddenly said, "do you have a pen and paper?"

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, Wen Yifan still gave him the small book and pen he carried in his pocket. Mu Chengyun took it, turned it over and wrote on the back cover.

Wen Yifan was a little confused

He's not going to give me contact information, is he?

Soon, Mu Chengyun handed the book back to her with a shy expression.

"Thank you. I like it."

Wen Yifan took it and looked at the book.

It's a signature.

“……”

Is this a well-known figure?

Wen Yifan couldn't recognize the character for a while.

After two seconds of silence, Wen Yifan took the book back into his pocket and said sincerely, "thank you for your signature."

Mu Chengyun paused and chuckled: "no need."

Qian Weihua did not pay much attention to the movement of the two, took the equipment: "Xiaofan, go."She answered, "OK."

Mu Chengyun is still standing in the same place, and seems to have no sign of leaving. He is holding a mobile phone in his hand, his eyes are still on Wen Yifan, and his ears are a little red.

Wen Yifan politely said goodbye to him.

Mu Chengyun seemed to want to say something, but at last he just waved with her with a smile.

……

They went to Nanwu university to do a simple interview and shooting.

Before long, Qian Weihua sent Wen Yifan back to Taiwan. Because he has to do a follow-up interview, the rest of the press releases and post editing have to be handed over to Wen Yifan alone.

Wen Yifan stayed in the computer room all afternoon.

Listen to the same sound and write a manuscript, then turn the news into a film and send it for review before the evening program. After confirming that the film is on the list, Wen Yifan doesn't plan to work overtime any more and is ready to pack up and go home.

As soon as he got up, Wen Yifan met Su Tian, who had just returned from an interview.

Su Tian said hello to her: "are you going to leave?"

Wen Yifan nodded.

"OK," Su Tian said, "I'll go too. Let's go together."

Out of the unit, two people to the direction of the subway station.

Su Tian suddenly thought of a thing: "by the way, Yifan, do you want to find a roommate? I heard from you before, like this roommate only rents for three months now? "

Wen Yifan: "yes."

"How long will it be due?" Su Tian said. "I have a friend who wants to rent with someone. She is a very nice girl. I think you two can be together. "

Wen Yifan calculated the time: "one month left."

"A month should do." Su Tian said, "why don't you discuss with your roommate first? If he is sure to move and you want to find a roommate, I will push my friend's wechat to you? "

Wen Yifan forgot this stubble, and immediately responded with a good voice.

Two people live in different directions, into the gate on their own home.

Wen Yifan got on the subway, wearing headphones to brush the news for a while. When she arrived at the station, a message appeared on her screen, which was sent by sang Yan: "where is it. 】

she points and goes back to the subway. 】

Wen Yifan: [what's the matter? 】

this time sang Yan sent a voice: "OK, come to the supermarket outside the community in a moment."

Sang Yan: "buy something."

Tone still beat: "as soon as possible, I can't move."

“……”

Wen Yifan: [OK. 】

the supermarket mentioned by sang Yan is near Shangdu flower city.

After getting off the subway, Wen Yifan walked five or six minutes to the supermarket. She didn't see the figure of Sang Yan, and she didn't know whether she wanted to go in directly or wait for him outside. She just sent a wechat: "I'm at the door of the supermarket. 】

sang Yan didn't reply immediately.

The low temperature at night, coupled with the rain, made Wen Yifan feel a little cold. She put her hand back in her pocket and suddenly ran into the little book in it. She took it out, looked at it, noticed the signature on the back cover, and remembered what had happened this afternoon.

Seeing this, Wen Yifan turned out his mobile phone, opened the web page and entered the three words "Mu Chengyun".

I want to find out what the other party is doing, so that the signature has a place to go.

Otherwise, it seems strange to always hold a book with someone else's signature.

Wen Yifan just pressed the search key, and the light next to him went dark.

Before seeing the content of the entry clearly, Wen Yifan noticed that sang Yan's figure appeared in the field of vision. At this time, he slightly bent down, close to her side, the breath will be overwhelming surrounding.

There was no sound.

The distance between the two people in an instant.

As if closer, Wen Yifan can touch his face. Her eyes fixed, looking at him with eyes down, eyes on her mobile phone screen, side face curve hard smooth.

The picture became clear.

Men's eyelashes are like crow feathers, with distinct roots. The eye color is like paint, the eyelid is thin enough to see the blood, and there is a faint demon mole. The lip color slants light, pulling a not salty radian.

Wen Yifan moved his lips before he could speak.

The next moment, sang Yan looked at her and said carelessly, "do you like this one?"