Chapter 37

With this move, Wen Yifan touched his bare arm in the air, as if with an electric current. Let her want to take back, but can't help but move forward.

From this angle, she can't see anything.

It can only be noticed that sang Yan seems to have lowered his head. The chest was slightly undulating, broad and warm. Her nose and breath were all occupied by his breath.

Cut off from the world around you.

At this moment, Wen Yifan felt that he was missing something in his heart, which seemed to be gradually filled by something. The sense of stability seems to have taken shape, wrapping her in wisps.

Like the temperature that only he can transmit.

Just a little is enough.

Wen Yifan forcibly controlled his mood and let his breathing be gentle and regular.

She didn't dare hold it for too long.

After all, it's not a glorious thing to pretend that you are not awake and act like this to others.

Wen Yifan is trying to let go.

At this time, she noticed with the remaining light that sang Yan raised his hand slowly. Wen Yifan's expression is slightly stunned, and her emotion is converging in an instant. Her brain flashed what she had said to him before.

"If there's anything like that in the future, you can just punch me."

The sense of guilty will also rise to the top.

Before his "fist" fell down, Wen Yifan naturally withdrew his hand. Without looking at his face, she turned slowly and walked towards the master bedroom.

Sonyan's voice came from behind.

He seemed to be used to it. He didn't take it as a big event. His tone was relaxed and lazy: "today is the time?"

“……” Wen Yifan did not stop at all.

Just to the master bedroom door.

According to the description given to her by her roommate, Wen Yifan tried to make her actions look mechanical and stiff. She slowly pulled the doorknob and went into the room.

Until the sound of closing the door, Wen Yifan's spirit relaxed a little.

Wen Yifan went back to the bed and sat down, looking dull. After a while, she fell back into the soft mattress and gazed at the ceiling.

Three seconds later, she seems to have finally responded, grabbing the pillow next to her and covering her face.

Wen Yifan rolled around and sat up again.

The whole face turns red at a rate visible to the naked eye.

She.

Just now.

I did.

What?

Did she just pretend to be sleepwalking and hold sang Yan?

Did she really take advantage of sonyan?

She! Yes? meeting! Hold him!

I can't believe that I will do such a thing. Wen Yifan's mood is a little broken. She stared at the void and suddenly began to say to herself, "I'm drunk."

"Yes."

"I'm drunk."

"Drinking makes things worse."

"I'll never drink again."

"If I have a chance, I hope this wine can go and apologize to Sang Yan." Wen Yifan murmured, "instead of blaming me for this crime."

"I can't carry this pot."

The remaining alcohol makes the spirit especially excited, and in addition, he has done some bad things, so Wen Yifan can't sleep any more. She looked for her own reasons and tried to convince herself.

For a long time, Wen Yifan calmed down and picked up the mobile phone next to him to brush his microblog.

No brush a few, see a tree hole Bo.

The boy who had been chasing me for a long time was drunk last night, and he even said he agreed to stay with me. I was happy all night. As a result, today I went to him happily, but he told me that he was drunk and didn't remember anything. Tat

Wen Yifan, with a jump in his eyebrows, went in and read the comments.

Next time you get drunk, you'll be in bed. Wake up. 】

[that's great. Getting drunk is a universal reason. 】

[chubby man, vomit. 】

bang.

"Slag man" two words like two heads, hard to hit Wen Yifan's face.

She immediately dropped out of the comment and didn't read on.

Wen Yifan put the mobile phone aside, just self hypnosis words at the moment and no effect. She continued to struggle with the reason extremely hard -

she used to like it.

After so many years, I didn't like it for a long time. But I feel guilty for him, plus alcohol

These reasons were soon discontinued.

By that uncontrollable thought.

Wen Yifan buries the whole person in the quilt and forcibly puts all his thoughts behind him.

It's easy to think too much at night.

Just wake up.

I think so, but it really shocked Wen Yifan so much that she couldn't sleep. In addition, just went to the living room and had no time to drink water, sang Yan came out.Wen Yifan is extremely dry at the moment, but she has no courage to go out of the living room again.

For fear that sang Yan might notice something wrong.

The next morning.

Wen Yifan adjusts his mind and does everything as usual. She went out of the room according to her usual time. As soon as she came to the living room, she saw sang Yan sitting at the dining table and had already begun to eat breakfast.

On the table are very simple porridge and eggs.

They looked at each other for a second.

Wen Yifan took back his eyes, calmly went into the kitchen and took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator. She stopped in front of the refrigerator for a few seconds and guessed about some questions sang Yan would ask next.

After adequate preparation, Wen Yifan returned to the dining table.

Sang Yan said casually, "have some porridge."

Wen Yifan took advantage of the situation and looked at most of the porridge in the pot. He was quiet for three seconds: "OK."

Silence.

To Wen Yifan's surprise, sang Yan's look was light, and he didn't plan to ask her questions. If last night she "sleepwalking" hold him things, he did not have much impact.

His expression, Wen Yifan also can't see if he has guessed anything, heart uneasy and uneasy. She took a warm drink of porridge, or took the initiative to set a point: "I seemed to sleepwalk again yesterday?"

Sang Yan didn't lift his eyes: "well."

"Then this time," Wen Yifan pretended to be calm, "did I do anything?"

"Yes."

Wen Yifan stares at him, patiently waiting for the next reply.

"Just," Sang Yan said. He raised his eyelashes and said thoughtfully, "hold it."

“……”

Sang Yan said lazily, "yesterday was quite moderate."

His answer is exactly the same as what happened last night.

It reminds Wen Yifan of the situations sang Yan described to her after several previous sleepwalks. She didn't believe it before, but at this time, because of Sang Yan's truthfulness, her idea was a little uncertain.

But there's no time to think about that.

His appearance and tone did not seem to be right at all. Wen Yifan finally let go, but instead, the sense of guilt also rose.

There is always a feeling that sang Yan has been taken advantage of and wronged by her.

Hesitating, Wen Yifan whispered, "I'm sorry."

Sang Yan: "how?"

Although he was afraid of saying more and making more mistakes, but out of his inner condemnation, Wen Yifan said: "although I don't know the situation, I'm really sorry for your behavior."

"How many times," Sang leaned back and scanned her after breakfast. "Why do you suddenly feel sorry for me now?"

“……”

"It was arrogant before."

"I," the word can still be put on himself. Wen Yifan was extremely confused, "very arrogant Is that right? "

"No?" Sang Yan picked his eyebrows and said slowly, "I mentioned this to you before, but I only had a lot of sophistry. Relying on their own unconsciousness, I say that you answer a sentence, and finally want to spend money

Wen Yifan did not expect that from his perspective, he is such an image.

Just because of his unconsciousness, his resentment is so heavy. Wen Yifan doesn't dare to think that if sang Yan knew that she wasn't sleepwalking last night, what would he be like.

"After you," said Wen Yi Fan Nene, "or try to stay in your room at night. If the door is locked, I will never enter your room."

Sang Yan didn't answer her words, but asked: "you sleepwalking is quite special, and you have the problem of taking advantage of others."

Wen Yifan subconsciously explained: "I didn't seem to..." Speaking of this, she felt that this was very ambiguous, and promptly changed her words: "I'm not sure."

"Oh." Sang Yan is to listen to come out, eyebrow tip tiny Yang, "once occupied my?"

“……”

That's exactly the case.

But if you say it directly, you always feel that something is wrong.

For a moment, Wen Yifan didn't know how to answer and didn't say a word.

"No," Sang Yan said with a smile, "what's your new way of chasing people?"

“……”

"What else? You make me a little suspicious, "Sang Yan sat up straight, put his arm on the table, and moved closer to her." is it really sleepwalking? "

In normal times, Wen Yifan must patiently explain to him. But now she is too weak, can only bow to drink porridge, vague way: "right."

"You don't talk much today." Sang Yan stares at her straightforwardly, as if to see something. "I mentioned this to you before, isn't it reasonable?"

Wen Yifan responded with his words without changing his face: "that's not all several times."

Sang Yan looked back and said, "yes."

Stop here.

Sang got up and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

After he left, Wen Yifan made sure he didn't show any flaws, and his back was obviously loose. At this moment, she also felt relaxed after being called by the teacher to answer questions.……

They went out at about the same time.

Entering the elevator, Wen Yifan habitually leans against the inner wall of the innermost elevator. Noticing that sang Yan was wearing his usual clothes again, she wanted to ask him what job he had found.

But because of what happened last night, Wen Yifan always felt uncomfortable and didn't even have the courage to take the initiative to talk to him.

The elevator goes down.

Down to the seventh and eighth floor, Wen Yifan suddenly noticed that sang Yan only pressed the first floor. She pauses, takes two steps, and plans to press the first floor button by herself.

Walking to Sang Yan's side, Wen Yifan's wrist was held by him as soon as he raised his hand. His eyes moved away from the mobile phone, looked up at her, like a victim who had just been infringed, habitually made the action of resistance.

"What do you want to do?"

“……” Wen Yifan said, "press the first floor."

Sang Yan released her hand: "Oh, step back a few steps."

Wen Yifan forbeared: "OK."

"I'm in a good mood today. I'm just going to Shang'an." Sang Yan released her hand and said mercifully, "by the way."

“……”

Although he has no backbone, he has a free ride, and Wen Yifan doesn't want to squeeze the subway. "Thank you very much," she said with a smile

Arriving at the first floor, they got out of the elevator and went to the underground parking lot.

Wen Yifan sat in the co driver's seat and fastened his seat belt. Every moment she got close to Sang Yan, her brain was always reminding her of the hug she had last night.

So that she doesn't know how to get along with him now.

The car starts.

Silence all the way.

After a while.

Maybe she didn't feel right all day. Sang Yan glanced in her direction for several times. Then he asked in a voice, "uncomfortable?"

Wen Yifan lay on the window and said, "No."

It looks like I'm in a bad mood.

It's like it's not very comfortable.

Be quiet for a while.

Sang Yan then said, "did you spend all your energy on sleepwalking?"

Wen Yifan: "hmm?"

Sang Yan's tone was a bit of a slob: "I was not very enthusiastic when I lifted my clothes last night."

Eyes also looking at the scenery outside the window, Wen Yifan thought empty, subconsciously back: "I didn't lift your clothes last night."

With this sentence, after a long time, Wen Yifan realized that the atmosphere inside the car became a little strange. She suddenly returned to her senses and turned her head abruptly in response to what she had just said.

It happened to be a red light.

Sang Yan stopped the car, turned his head, and looked at her slowly. He looked at her meaningfully for a few seconds before he said, "how do you know if it's true?"