Chapter 38

“……”

Wen Yifan didn't give way to his sight. He looked calm: "hmm?"

Sang Yan didn't repeat. He still looked at her high, and his eyes were full of meaning. Wen Yifan can still use the remaining light to notice that his fingertips are tapping on the steering wheel, slowly and regularly.

It's like thinking about something.

From her point of view, it is also like a silent lingchi.

Wen Yifan is looking for a response in his mind. He looks a little stupefied and seems to be reacting. She bent up the corner of her lip and explained gently, "didn't you just say that? I just gave you a hug last night

The action of knocking on the steering wheel stopped, and sang Yan's eyelids moved. Looking at is to agree with her this explanation, he only faintly "ah" voice, and then took back the line of sight.

No more questioning.

-- cold.

Although Wen Yifan does not particularly want to talk now. But in accordance with the principle of acting, she asked: "so last night, did I lift your clothes?"

Sang Yan looked ahead: "wrong memory."

“……”

"Last time." I don't want to make my words contradictory. Sang Yanyou explains, "after all, it's not a matter of two times. I can't always remember it clearly."

“……”

Wen Yifan wants to say that he should not be able to lift his clothes.

But when she thought of holding him last night, she was too lazy to resist. She thought that in her previous sleepwalking, there might have been a lot of things that she could not imagine.

Wen Yifan didn't dare to fill those pictures, so he could only nod his head: "I've wronged you."

“……”

After thinking about it, Wen Yifan wanted to make him feel that this kind of miserable days had an end, and added placidly: "when I have time, I'll go to the hospital to have a look."

……

Go to the downstairs of Nanwu TV station.

Wen Yifan lowered his eyes and unfastened his seat belt. She didn't know whether she was going to the "overtime" bar or something else, but she didn't ask, just said: "thank you, then I'll go up first."

Sang Yan gave a lazy hum.

Wen Yifan is about to open the door: "be careful on your way."

"Wen Yifan." Sang Yan suddenly called her.

Hearing this, Wen Yifan stopped and looked back: "what's the matter?"

"There's something in your hair," he said casually

Wen Yifan immediately raised his hand to touch his head and asked, "where?"

"To the left."

Wen Yifan's hand moved to the left.

"A little more."

Hands up again.

"Right point."

She did it all, but still couldn't touch what he said.

The next moment, Wen Yifan heard sang Yan's impatient tut. Her scalp is tight. When she wants to take a look at the mirror in front of her, she feels her head sinking and touched by something.

She looked sideways.

See sangyan lift arm, at this time hand is on her head, as if to help her hair things off. After that, he rubbed it impolitely and disordered her hair.

It's like revenge for her procrastination.

He took back his hand and began to rush: "don't dawdle, I'm in a hurry."

Because of his action, Wen Yifan hesitated and asked, "what is it?"

"I don't know."

“……” Wen Yifan didn't ask any more, he could only say thanks.

Wen Yifan got out of the car, raised his hand, straightened his hair and went to the door. Just with don't know when to Mu Chengyun ran into, he took the initiative to say hello: "to any elder sister, good morning."

She nodded to him, "good morning."

Go into the building.

Wen Yifan recalled sang Yan's action and rubbed his head later. Her thoughts were floating, like immersed in her own world, and she didn't listen to Mu Chengyun's words.

After a while.

Mu Chengyun called her: "elder sister Yifan?"

“……” Wen Yifan came back and said, "hmm? What's the matter? "

Mu Chengyun's appearance is delicate, and he laughs a little. He didn't care about Wen Yifan's neglect just now. He repeated with a good temper: "are you in contact with Mr. sang?"

Wen Yifan said: "No

Mu Chengyun breathed a sigh of relief: "I just saw him send you to work and saw him rub your head. I thought..." He did not finish, embarrassed smile: "I am too gossip."

Knead?

Wen Yifan was stunned.

She drew back her hand and thought about sonyan's strength.

It's more appropriate to describe it as stirring.

But Wen Yifan is not familiar with Mu Chengyun. He thinks that denial is enough, and he is too lazy to explain any more problems. She didn't say much, she just laughed.They went into the office together.

Back in position, Wen Yifan turns on the computer. She flipped through the information on the table. Su Tian at the next table drank coffee and came to talk to her: "why did you come with this little suckling dog today?"

Wen Yifan: "just met at the door."

"So." Thinking of what happened last night, Su Tian was a little sorry, "by the way, Xiao Fan, the glass of wine I gave you yesterday seems to have a high alcohol level. I thought it was fruit wine. "

Mention this stubble, Wen Yifan thought of last night. Her expression froze, and soon recovered as usual: "it's OK, I'll go to sleep when I get home. It doesn't matter. "

Su Tian: "no headache?"

Wen Yifan didn't feel any discomfort and said with a smile, "No

Su Tian yawned: "I think a lot of people are depressed today. Yesterday the waves were too much. I'm so sleepy now that I regret that I didn't go with you yesterday. "

"It's rare to go out and relax," Wen said. "Just have a good time."

This topic didn't last long, and soon, Su Tian mentioned another thing to her: "didn't I introduce my friend to you before, and want you two to share a rent? Then your roommate stopped moving, and she found one on the Internet, a male college student. "

"College students?" Wen Yifan thought, "why don't you live in school?"

"It's like a game anchor or something. I don't want to affect my roommate's work and rest." Su Tian said, "some time ago, my friend complained to me every day that this college student was too unsanitary."

"What's the matter?"

"Would your roommate do that?" Make complaints about this, Su Tian was curious and tucked out one by one. "It's all washed up after the bowl is gone, and it is stacked up, and the oil in the bowl is dry. Dirty clothes are washed every two weeks, and underwear and socks are thrown into the washing machine. I never clean up. Sometimes I forget to flush the toilet. "

Wen Yifan shook his head: "No."

In this way, sang Yan is still very clean.

"My roommate is fine," she added, feeling a little lucky

"Then you're lucky." Su Tian laughed and continued, "but you may not think that a few days ago, my friend came to tell me that she seems to like this college student."

This turning point made Wen Yifan feel confused: "ah?"

"It's said that the college student is just spoiled by his family and can't do any housework. But as long as she puts forward things, he will listen to them, and he will never do them again. " Su Tian said, "anyway, make complaints about it. It's not like the same person before me."

“……”

"But I think the main thing is that this college student is very handsome. If I can find such a handsome one, I'll share it. " Su Tian sighed and expressed a sentiment, "so the opposite sex rent together, get along for a long time, will produce a little spark of love."

Wen Yifan blurted out: "not necessarily."

Su Tian looked at her: "how can you deny so quickly?"

“……”

"I don't seem to have asked you," said Su Tian, as she suddenly remembered, "is your new roommate a man or a woman? I remember it was Wang Linlin who found it for you? "

Wen Yifan was silent for a few seconds, but he still didn't lie: "man."

"I rely on," Su Tian surprised, "reliable?"

"Well."

Maybe because of Wen Yifan's decisive reaction just now, Su Tian subconsciously thinks that her roommate must be ugly, and continues to say: "although you can't judge people by their appearance, are you sure he doesn't have a bad heart for you?"

Wen Yifan didn't say a word.

Staring at Wen Yifan's face, Su Tian was worried: "I think it's quite normal for the opposite sex to rent together. But you have to be careful yourself. You have to be on guard against everything. "

At the thought of Sang Yan, who had been taken advantage of by himself, Wen Yifan's sense of guilt surged up again, and he felt that he might be the one who had "bad intentions". She didn't dare to say it. She said, "I know it."

……

Wen Yifan thought sang Yan was only living for three months.

Think in this short time, they will not have too much conversation. When the time comes, he will leave naturally. For both sides, each other is just a passer-by who is not even a friend.

It's just an episode that's not worth talking about.

Just like Wang Linlin before.

But this trend is obviously not right.

Wen Yifan can be roughly analyzed by Su Tian's words. About this time, she and sang Yan have been facing each other day and night. She spent too much time together, so she lost her mind and had a wrong idea.

The hug last night was like a warning.

Always in front of Wen Yifan.

In this matter, Wen Yifan is very self-conscious. She didn't show much affection for sang Yan. She didn't think that she had that idea, and she didn't feel shameful enough to approach him as if the past had never happened.

Moreover, Wen Yifan does not like this habit very much, and is also very afraid that he will adapt to the existence of another person.In her subconscious.

There are only two results.

The other party may, like his father, leave her forever one day without warning; or, like his mother, choose to abandon her in order to have a better life.

Because of this idea, and in the sober situation, she did something bad to Sang Yan. After that, Wen Yifan clearly felt that when she got along with Sang Yan again, her mood could not be like before.

Wen Yifan began to distance himself from sang Yan.

Trying to change the relationship back to what it was when he started sharing, until he moved out.

This attitude changed little, and sang Yan didn't seem to notice it. During this period of time, he began to work, and the workload seemed to be very heavy. In addition, he had to work "overtime" occasionally in the evening, and sometimes he didn't come back all night.

After a month, they don't have much time to get along with each other.

Wen Yifan is also busy with his work. He often goes out early and comes back late, and has little time to think about these things.

Holding the principle of no roommate, Wen Yifan never asked sang Yan what job he had found. In the end, it was Zhong Siqiao who talked to her about it.

Zhong Siqiao: [I heard Xiang Lang say yesterday. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [it seems that sang Yan has gone to work in his company. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [but they are not the same department. He didn't pay attention to them before. It seems that he just found out. 】

Wen Yifan: [where does Xiang Lang work now? 】

Zhong Siqiao: [Yusheng technology. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [he is in the marketing department, and sang Yan is in the software department. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [however, sang Yan's position is higher than Xiang Lang's, and he is a manager. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [Xiang Lang is a real rubbish. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [he also told me that sang Yan must have a backstage. 】

seeing this, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered sang Yan's words, and realized that he was not bragging. She didn't think too much. She replied casually, quit the chat window and planned to continue working.

Just want to put the mobile phone aside, but inadvertently point to another chat box.

It's Zhao Yuandong's.

Because Wen Yifan has not replied to the news, the frequency of Zhao Yuandong's hair news is also less. Only occasionally will send a few let her pay attention to the season, don't get sick and so on.

Wen Yifan slipped.

A few days before Qingming.

Zhao Yuandong: [your great aunt went back to Beiyu today. 】

Zhao Yuandong: [that day, my mother forgot to consider your emotions, and I won't let her come later, OK? 】

Zhao Yuandong: [don't be angry with your mother. 】

Qingming Day.

Zhao Yuandong: [ah Jiang, would you like to visit your father with your mother today? 】

in the middle of the journey, it's almost all miscellaneous words.

Three minutes ago, Zhao Yuandong sent another message.

Large chunks of text.

Zhao Yuandong: [ah Jiang, mom has been chatting with your great aunt these days. Before that, I was not with you at that time. I didn't understand the situation, so I didn't stand on your side. It was my mother who was sorry for you. 】

Zhao Yuandong: [I always feel that they take good care of you, and I feel at ease here. At that time, I always wanted to get you back, but I was afraid that frequent changes in the environment would affect your college entrance examination. I think it will be good after a while. When you come to Nanwu for college entrance examination, I will come back to live with my mother. My mother can take care of you. I didn't expect that you would report to Yihe later. 】

Zhao Yuandong: [mom, I'll make it up to you in the future, OK? 】

after staring at it for a long time, Wen Yifan quit wechat directly. She looked at the computer again, but her brain was a little confused. The words in front of her eyes seemed to be a string of random codes, which made her completely unable to see them.

She closed her eyes, picked up her mobile phone again and cleared the chat record with Zhao Yuandong.

It was nearly eleven o'clock before Wen Yifan finished his work and returned home. She took off her shoes and saw sang Yan lying on the sofa with a laptop in her arms. Her fingers were pounding on the keyboard. She didn't know what she was doing.

Wen Yifan didn't affect him. He used to drink a glass of water. After drinking, he filled another glass and planned to go back to the room.

Sang Yan stopped her at this time: "hello."

Wen Yifan looked back: "what's the matter?"

"Forget the rules?" Sang Yan looked at her and quickly took his eyes back. He said while typing on the keyboard, "if you don't come back at ten, you have to tell me."

Wen Yifan was stunned and said slowly, "Oh, I forgot. I'm sorry

Then, without saying anything else, she continued to walk to the room.

"How do I feel that your attitude towards me recently is a little bit," Sang Yan pauses, as if he is considering the words, and then slowly spits out two words, "neglect."

“……” Wen Yifan stopped again, "no, I'm just sleepy."

Sang Yan raised his eyes.

Wen Yifan said in a low voice, "I just want to sleep."

Sang Yan stopped, looked at her and said, "go to sleep."……

After you enter the room.

Sang Yan recalled what she had just looked like. After a moment's silence, he knocked on the keyboard again.

Near two o'clock in the morning, sang Yan closed his computer and went back to his room to take a shower. When he came out, he wanted to go back to the living room to get the computer. I don't know when, Wen Yifan came out of the living room again.

She has changed into short sleeve shorts for sleeping, showing her delicate white limbs.

At this time, Wen Yifan is sitting on the sofa, staring at the clock.

“……”

Sang Yan, whose hair was still wet, came up to her. He rubbed his hair with a towel and stared at her for a long time. Then, he pulled the bench beside him, sat down in front of her and said slowly, "so you are in a bad mood, and sleepwalking when you are drunk?"

Wen Yifan was still.

Sang Yan asked, "what happened today?"

Wen Yifan did not move, as if he only lived in his own world and could not feel the things around him. If she didn't blink occasionally, she would feel like a sculpture.

He didn't talk any more.

Just sitting by and doing nothing else.

Ten minutes later.

Wen Yifan stood up and walked slowly in the direction of the room.

Sitting in the same place, sang Yan turned to stare at her back. He leaned forward and saw that there was nothing that could stutter her or follow her where she was going.

He looked at her with a leisurely look.

Wen Yifan, like a ghost, walked straight down the aisle, slowly and steadily. This time, as before, when she came to his room, she stopped again.

Look inside.

Just now sang Yan took his clothes and went to the toilet to take a bath. Now the door is open and not closed.

Wen Yifan stares at him for a long time with a dazed look.

"What are you looking at?" Sang Yan was amused. "You look like a pervert."

The voice just dropped.

Wen Yifan, as if he had been instructed, raised his feet again and walked into his room.