Chapter 36

In an instant, the distance between them became closer.

Men familiar with the atmosphere down, eyebrows are also close at hand.

His eyes are thin in the double, canthus slightly pick, with innate edge. When I stare at people, I always look at them. They are aloof, affectionate and indifferent.

At this time, he leaned down and looked at her head-on, which was a little less distance.

Wen Yifan leaned back to the inner wall of the elevator and looked back at him. He didn't dodge. Her mind seemed to be a paste, a little bit inflexible. She only thought that his words would not be a good proposal. She replied rigidly, "I don't have this plan yet."

Sang Yan straightened up, his lips were not closed, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

After thinking about it, Wen Yifan couldn't control it. He officially added, "I'll let you know when I have it later."

“……”

With that, Wen Yifan, without waiting for his reaction, calmly raised his feet and went out. She felt that she was walking steadily, but her feet were heavy and hard to lift, and she felt that she was stepping on cotton.

Sang Yan finally realized that something was wrong with her: "how much did you drink tonight?"

Wen Yifan stopped: "a cup."

Sang Yan: "what would you like to drink?"

Wen Yifan shook his head: "I don't know."

Sang Yan frowned, the tone is not very good: "do not know you drink?"

Wen Yifan: "Xiao Tian gave it to me."

She's like a robot, asking what to answer what to ask, looking little different from usual. Otherwise, sang Yan could not see that she was drunk.

Afraid of her falling, sang Yan stepped forward and reached out to help her: "stand up."

Seeing his action, Wen Yifan subconsciously stepped back and raised his hand to re press the cap of the guard: "Sang Yan."

“？”

Staring at his eyes, Wen Yifan lips straight, inexplicably out of a very sincere words, like to get close to him: "I think I'm good for you this time."

Sang Yan's movements stopped slightly.

And listen to her continue to say: "you say what I didn't refute, still listen to Jicong."

Sang Yanshou returned and said, "what do you want to say?"

"So I want to discuss with you." Wen Yifan was a little nauseous again. He came closer to him and felt more comfortable when he smelled him. "Can you stop me?"

Sang Yan: "what

"I think," Wen Yifan said, "take a good breath."

“……”

At the same time, sang Yancai noticed that she kept pressing her hat. Therefore, he thought of his previous behavior to Mu Chengyun. He drew from the corner of his mouth, speechless, and seized her arm.

Wen Yifan's hand is still stiff, and his body language means vigilance.

"OK," Sang Yan tut said, but his movement was light, "don't touch your hat."

“……”

Hearing this, Wen Yifan, with a dubious expression, gradually let go.

Sang YanXu helped her to walk towards her home. Looking at her side face, he lowered his eyes, staring at her soft arm like no bone, and said in a low and inaudible way: "you are not that kind of treatment."

After entering the house, Wen Yifan changed the indoor tow, subconsciously went to the direction of the room. But did not walk a few steps, was pulled back by sangyan, pulled to sofa: "sit."

Wen Yifan made a sound and watched sang Yan boil a pot of water. Then he turned and went to the kitchen.

Soon, he added, "don't touch the water."

Wen Yifan didn't know what he was going to do, so he could only nod his head. At this moment, the stomach is uncomfortable, and the eyelids droop uncontrollably. She wants to drink something hot and go to bed.

For a while.

Just to see next to the boiling water, Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, want to fill a cup of hot water to drink, unconsciously stretched out his hand.

The next moment, sang Yan's voice rang: "what are you doing?"

“……” Wen Yifan immediately took back his hand.

There is a guilty feeling of touching other people's things without their consent.

Sonyan came back and sat next to her. With a pot of honey in his hand, he poured a few spoonfuls into the cup, then poured some cold water into it and mixed it with boiling water.

His suit is still on, with wide shoulders and long legs. Let his temperament a little more serious, pressure a bit of cynicism.

Wen Yifan noticed what he was wearing: "Why are you wearing this today?"

Sang Yan did not answer, put the cup in front of her: "drink."

Wen Yifan took it, drank a few mouthfuls and continued to ask, "have you found a job?"

He was very cold and still didn't answer.

But after drinking too much, Wen Yifan said more than usual: "when did you find it?"

Although it's basically a problem.

She didn't seem to care whether he would reply or not. She asked herself, "do you have to wear formal clothes for this job?"

Sang Yanxiao: "you still have a lot of problems."Wen Yifan blinked.

"But I'm not interested in talking to you, a drunkard," Sang Yan said

Feeling framed, Wen Yifan immediately said, "I only had one drink."

Sang Yan ignored her and went on to the kitchen.

Later, Wen Yifan said, "when you graduated, you drank more than ten bottles of wine. That's what you call a drunkard."

He stopped for a moment and turned back: "how do you know?"

Wen Yifan said frankly: "Mu Chengyun said it."

“……”

"Why do you drink so much?"

After a long silence, sang Yan looked back: "how long ago."

Sang Yan: "I forgot that."

"Oh." Half a cup of honey water, Wen Yifan feel his brain seems to be sober, the stomach is not so uncomfortable, "then you drink less."

Sang Yan didn't answer any more and went directly into the kitchen.

Not long.

Sang Yan brought out a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Wen Yifan. He lay back on the sofa, as if he had finished the work. He looked lazy and said, "go back to sleep after drinking."

“……”

At this time, Wen Yifan really felt the happiness of having a roommate. She thought to herself that sang Yanren was still very good. If he was uncomfortable in the future, she would take care of him politely.

Sang Yan lay playing with his cell phone for a while.

Wen Yifan is slowly drinking porridge. Just as he wants to say thank you, sang Yan's mobile phone rings.

Sang Yan directly picked up: "say."

He seems to have been like this all the time. When he calls people he knows, he won't say a word of greeting. Like extremely impatient, a voice is to let the other party fart quickly.

Wen Yifan's words also went back to his mouth.

"Who's birthday?" Sang Yan asked

"Oh, you don't have to call to remind me." Sang Yan's tone was loose, and he didn't care. "You can tell Duan Jiahui that he has something to tell the world about his birthday at his age."

“……”

"If you really want to think about it, you can just sneak around in private." After a few seconds, sang Yan sneered, "what do you mean I'm old? You tell the post-80s not to touch the post-90s. "

"OK, hurry to study," Sang Yan said. "Next month, I'll take the college entrance examination. I don't care what I'm doing."

"Hang up."

Although the phone hung up, the room was quiet.

Wen Yifan's brain is slow, and he thinks of something: "isn't your birthday in January of 1990?"

Sang Yan glanced at her: "how?"

"It's like the day after new year's day," Wen said, "it's two days from 1989."

Sang Yan played with her mobile phone, as if she didn't recognize her meaning. Her tone of voice was not very serious: "you remember my things clearly."

Wen Yifan stopped for half a beat and said softly, "because this date is very easy to remember."

"Oh." Sang Yan didn't care too much when he looked at it. His expression was light and cloudless. "It's good to remember."

……

After drinking the porridge, Wen Yifan thanks sang Yan and goes back to the room. When she took a bath, she was steamed by the heat, and her mind gradually became clear. She recalled the stupid things she had done and said tonight.

Later, she felt chagrined and regretted again that she had drunk tonight.

The residual drunkenness makes Wen Yifan's sleepiness rise to the top.

Out of the bathroom, she lay down on the bed, eyelids have sunk to the extent of open, there is no energy to tangle tonight's things. In a daze, she thought of the cup of honey that sang Yan had put into her hand.

It's extremely warm.

The temperature seems to spread all over the body along the fingertips.

Before you completely lose consciousness.

An idea sprang up in Wen Yifan's mind uncontrollably.

I hope sang Yan can stay here for a long time.

Perhaps because of Mu Chengyun's words tonight, Wen Yifan had a dream of the day of his graduation ceremony. But the picture is a little virtual, looking real, but not very real.

Let the dream of her can not tell is reality or fantasy.

In my impression, the graduation ceremony seems to end in the afternoon.

Wen Yifan came out of the auditorium with his roommates in his bachelor's clothes and Diploma in his hand.

There are many people outside, most of them are graduates in bachelor's clothes, taking photos with their relatives and friends. People come and go, walking all the way, you can bump into many people you know.

From time to time, Wen Yifan was pulled over to take a few photos.

Because senior internship, they are busy with their own things, a few little girls have not seen for some time. At this time, there are a lot of words, saying that all kinds of things happened in my internship.

After the end of a topic, Wen Yifan heard one of his roommates say: "by the way, I just got my diploma and saw a super handsome guy in the back row. I don't know which department. "Another roommate said, "Damn, why didn't you call me!"

"It's not my fault. You were waiting for your graduation certificate. When you came down, I couldn't find that handsome guy when I mentioned it to you. I still had a feeling that I was dazzled."

"All right, I'll take you as a daze."

Listening to their conversation, Wen Yifan couldn't help laughing.

Before long, the four were called to take pictures by a classmate they knew.

Wen Yifan is led by his roommate. She was placed in the middle of the position, looking at the camera, lips curved very shallow. The photographer was holding the camera and counting down: "three, two..."

There's only one number left.

At this time, in the mixed crowd, Wen Yifan suddenly heard someone calling her name. The voice is not light or heavy, but very familiar. She stopped breathing and unconsciously turned her head and looked around.

The photographer said: "Xuejie, why did you move suddenly?"

Next to the roommate also asked: "what's the matter?"

Wen Yifan also looked around, feeling a little strange: "I seem to hear someone calling me."

"Ah?" Hearing this, the roommate also looked around, "did you hear me wrong? I didn't hear someone calling you. Maybe someone's name is similar to you. There are so many people... "

Roommate's next words, Wen Yifan didn't quite hear clearly.

Her eyes were fixed in a certain direction.

The man's back is thin and tall. He seems to have come specially to attend whose graduation ceremony, wearing a regular white shirt and suit pants. At this time, he may be looking at the mobile phone, is lowering his head, slowly away from the hustle and bustle here.

Go in the direction of few people.

In a flash.

Wen Yifan thought of the rainy night four years ago.

In spite of the rain, the air is still hot and dry.

The young man silently sent her to the downstairs, and the pride between her eyes and eyebrows collapsed. The high spirited young man from the first sight seems to have been planted humbly in his bones, which can no longer be covered up.

In that endless alley.

He turned his back in silence and walked out of her world step by step.

In a trance.

These two body images overlap.

Wen Yifan's brain is blank. He goes to the other side uncontrollably and is pulled back by his roommate the next moment.

"Xiaofan, where are you going?"

The photographer also said at the moment: "Xuejie, take another picture!"

Wen Yifan looked back blankly.

I just feel that he must be in Nanwu now, and he can't be in Yihe thousands of kilometers away.

There's no reason for him to be here.

Wen Yifan absentmindedly took the photo and looked in that direction again.

What I saw the last minute was like an illusion.

That familiar figure has long been dissipating in the crowd, no longer visible.

……

Wen Yifan wakes up from his dream.

Her mouth was so dry that she got up and turned on the bedside lamp. The bright light pricked her eyes. Wen Yifan wrinkled her eyes and felt a little trance.

The memory in the dream is very clear.

But at the moment, Wen Yifan can't remember clearly. On the day of the graduation ceremony, she really saw the figure behind her, or just the dream added a lot of color to her memory.

Wen Yifan stayed for a while. After a long time, he closed his eyes.

Maybe it's influenced by dreams, or maybe it's the night that magnifies emotions.

Wen Yifan's mood at this time is extremely bad.

She didn't feel sleepy at all, so she got up and decided to pour a cup of warm water.

Afraid of making a noise to Sang Yan, Wen Yifan opened the door and walked to the living room without wearing slippers. Just as he was about to go to the tea table and sit down, the door opened behind him.

Wen Yifan stopped.

She looked back.

See sangyan also out of the room. He wore Casual Short Sleeve shorts and looked a little sleepy. It's like getting up and going to the bathroom. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her. He tilted his head and said, "sleepwalking again?"

“……”

"What's the trigger for your sleepwalking." May be just wake up, sang Yan's voice is low and dumb, "drink too much can also sleepwalk?"

Wen Yifan didn't say a word.

The moment I saw him, the images of the dream just came back.

Wen Yifan's brain is occupied by the figure who is more and more far away from the crowd.

Extremely quiet space, low dark field of vision seems to bring bewitching.

There was an impulse in her heart.

Think of what sang Yan said before.

"You came out and hugged me."

He doesn't know anyway.

He thought she was sleepwalking.

He didn't know she was awake.Wen Yifan walked slowly in his direction.

Sang Yan yawned lazily to make room for her, and said: "don't take advantage of me this time?"

Just this once.

She was impulsive only once.

It's like going back to the summer after the college entrance examination.

When she was young, she was staring at the boy's back, restraining her impulse to embrace him. She took back her eyes, retreated slowly, and chose to withdraw from his world.

Right now.

In this moment, it's like going back in time.

She wanted to do something that she wanted to do at that time.

Wen Yifan's heart was occupied by the desire and the remaining intoxication at that time, and his reason was not left at all. She stopped next to him, her heart beating so fast that it almost burst out of her body.

The distance between sang Yan and her is only one step away.

There's no difference between the taste of a man and that of a teenager.

Extremely light sandalwood diffuses in the air.

Because for the first time, Wen Yifan held his breath and made a pause.

Sang Yan continued: "hurry back..."

I didn't wait for him to finish.

Wen Yifan lowered his eyes, leaned forward, raised his hand and hugged him.