Chapter 48

His side face was hard and clear, his eyelashes were slightly down, and he was in a good mood.

Inexplicably, even if this is the content of the photo, Wen Yifan still has a feeling of hot face. It's like going back to the moment when I took a picture across the screen, the moment when sang Yan was staring at me.

After touching his ear, Wen Yifan put out the screen uneasily.

Sang Yan's behavior was blatant and there was no cover up. Light through the photos, you can also feel the strong sense of existence.

At this time, Wen Yifan didn't know why he didn't notice his sight.

Soon, Wen Yifan thought of asking sang Yan for photos before, and he directly refused to say "no".

She bent her lips.

A few seconds later.

Wen Yifan lights up the screen again and slowly saves all five photos. She opened the album, chose one of them, cut it carefully, and turned it into a group photo of only the two of them.

……

Qian Weihua drove his car directly to the site of the collapsed tunnel.

This area is the construction site, next to a mountain, and the tunnel has not been completely completed. Although they came from Nanwu as soon as they got the news, many media reporters have come.

They came from all sides.

For fear of collapse again, leading to secondary damage, the scene was blocked by cordon, separated by a safe distance. A rescue team was set up by the railway administration and the construction unit, and many rescue workers were dispatched from Nanwu.

Eight workers were trapped in the collapsed tunnel. We don't know what the situation is.

Through the drawings and site conditions, the rescue team worked out several rescue plans after the meeting. They tried to get through several air vents to contact the trapped people.

And then open up a channel to transport food.

During this period, Qian Weihua communicated with the rescue team for many times and basically got a refusal. Only when the situation was a little stable did the rescue team reluctantly agree to find someone to take them in and take a general picture.

Only Qian Weihua and Wen Yifan went in, and Mu Chengyun was left outside.

The tunnel is long and deep, and the endless place is blocked by the collapsed stones and sand, and becomes closed and secluded. Inside, the light was gloomy, the ground was muddy and stony, piled into small slopes, messy and noisy.

Hundreds of rescue workers came and went in uniform. A group of people carrying pipes, or carrying all kinds of equipment, are busy with their own things, no time to care about other things.

For the collapse accident, Wen Yifan has also made many reports, but it is the first time he has encountered such a serious accident.

Just looking at it makes me feel scared.

For security reasons, the rescue team did not allow the media reporters to stay too long.

They just went in and basically recorded a picture and came out. Back in the car, Qian Weihua sent the video to the stage, and Wen Yifan was also absorbed in turning on the computer to write a manuscript.

Mu Chengyun suddenly said, "elder sister Yifan, what happened behind your ear?"

Wen Yifan was at a loss: "hmm?"

Qian Weihua, who was next to him, immediately noticed and frowned: "how did you bleed? When did you get it?"

After hearing this, Wen Yifan took off his make-up mirror and looked at it. I noticed that I had a small cut in the back of my ear, and now it was bleeding. It was a little frightening to watch.

Wen Yifan drooped his head, pulled out a tissue from his bag and said calmly, "maybe when I went in, I was scratched by gravel."

Mu Chengyun murmured, "doesn't it hurt?"

Wen Yifan said with a smile: "fortunately, you said it was a little painful."

There are always accidents in this line of work. In addition, sang Yan was injured for protecting her last time. After that, Wen Yifan's bag will be equipped with Iodophor and band aid for emergency treatment of wounds.

Wen Yifan pressed a paper towel to stop bleeding, simply dealt with it, and then pasted a large band aid.

The whole rescue process lasted four days and three nights.

All eight workers were rescued, but one of them was hit in the brain by a falling stone and was seriously injured. Although the rescue team has been encouraging and comforting, but also because of the condition of the injured, the other seven people's mental condition is not good.

He was rushed to the hospital as soon as he was rescued.

I'm afraid I'll miss something. During this period, Wen Yifan and his party didn't leave the scene. Most of them take turns to rest in the car, or go back to the hotel to simply wash and then rush back.

After returning from the hospital, he sent the videos and press releases back to the station, and Qian Weihua asked them to go back to the hotel to have a rest.

After all, we have to run around to find experts, injured people and other relevant personnel to do interviews.

It's a long time.

The hotel was ordered by Mu Chengyun. It was near the scene of the accident. The location was remote and the environment was not good. Only two rooms have been reserved for a total of five days. I plan to change them later in the interview.

Wen Yifan has a room for one girl and another for two men.

It took more than half an hour to take a bath.

After coming out, Wen Yifan applied medicine to the wound again, and then lay on the bed.He hasn't touched the bed in recent days, and Wen Yifan still has a kind of unreal feeling. She was so sleepy that her eyelids were sore, but she still opened her cell phone and looked at the unread message.

Because there is no time, the latest news Wen Yifan is to find time to reply.

Back to also perfunctory, basically the other side asked what, she simply back a few words.

Wen Yifan opens the chat window with Sang Yan.

In the past, she was the one who accounted for most of the interface, but now she has become sang Yan. The countdown that he followed before, after a period of time, gradually changed from voice bar to simple number.

It seems to be particularly impatient.

But since Wen Yifan came to Beiyu for a business trip, the number has changed back to the voice bar. And after finding that her reply was extremely slow and perfunctory, after the countdown, he would add: "got it."

Today's voice is followed by another sentence.

"Come back and fix me an apple."

After looking at the date, Wen Yifan realized that it was Christmas Eve. It's only one digit before sonyan's birthday. She sighed, feeling that she might not be able to make it.

Originally, if there was no such business trip, Wen Yifan would have been on New Year's day off this year. Moreover, Nanwu did not hold fireworks show this year, so she probably didn't have to work overtime.

Then.

Should be able to cross the new year with Sang Yan.

Wen Yifan sighed and said, "I'm at the hotel, ready to go to bed. 】

Wen Yifan: happy Christmas Eve. 】

after thinking about it, she made a small apple expression again and continued: "first, I'll show you with my eyes, and then I'll fill you with the real thing. 】

Wen Yifan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. After answering this sentence, he turned off the screen. But sang Yan came back quickly, and the next moment his mobile phone vibrated. She opened her eyes in a daze and nodded again.

There are four voice messages, one of which goes down.

Sang Yan: "OK."

Sang Yan: "sleep, remember to lock the door."

Sang Yan: "don't sleepwalk and run around."

The last one.

"If you really want to sleepwalk, just walk around the room." His tone was domineering and drawling, still arrogant and ungrateful. "The victim can only be me, you know?"

In the next few days, Wen Yifan ran around the small city as usual. The follow-up interview was a little smoother than she expected. Except for the bad attitude of some interviewees, there were basically no big problems.

Sangyan seems to be very busy, too. In the last few days of the year, he began to work overtime crazily.

Sometimes when Wen Yifan replies to his message at 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning, he is still in the company and doesn't go home.

Unconsciously, Wen Yifan ushered in a new year in this city.

Despite working overtime day and night, Wen Yifan failed to get back before sang Yansheng's birthday. Originally, she was expected to go back on the 2nd, but there was a final interview that afternoon.

During this period of time, all three of them did not have enough rest. Qian Weihua did not plan to return that day for fear of what would happen if he was tired driving at night. In addition, the high-speed rail ticket has long been snatched away due to the holiday.

Wen Yifan has no idea.

In the early hours of the day.

Wen Yifan set the time and sent a message to Sang Yan: "Happy Birthday^_ ^]

Wen Yifan: [I ordered a cake for you. It should be delivered to your home at noon. 】

Wen Yifan: [if you have a gift, I'll give it back to you. 】

sang Yan: [quite sincere. 】

sang Yan: [it's true that I have reported for 70 days. 】

Wen Yifan blinked: "but I can't go back today. I'll go back tomorrow. 】

sang Yan: [oh. 】

the next moment.

Sang Yan sent a voice to come over, the tone is lazy, seems to be a little sleepy.

"Let's say my birthday is tomorrow."

After a while.

Another one.

"One day left."

……

The next afternoon, Wen Yifan and Mu Chengyun went to the hospital. Qian Weihua went to the scene of the accident alone to make the final report. The three were divided into two groups and worked together.

Wen Yifan is interviewing survivors of serious injuries.

He just recovered his mind yesterday, and Wen Yifan finished communicating with his family about this afternoon. After the interview, go back and finish the manuscript, and the final work of this business trip will be finished.

Out of the ward, Mu Chengyun looked at the time: "elder sister Yifan, shall we go back to the hotel now?"

Wen Yifan nodded and was about to speak when a male voice suddenly rang out not far away. Turbid and hoarse. She looked slightly, and then she saw a man sitting in the front row of the chair in the next department.

Looking at 30 or 40 years old, his skin color is very black, wearing old clothes, it seems that the whole person is dirty. The lines of raising head are very thick. When you smile, the wrinkles around your face make you look particularly obscene.

At this time, the man is talking on the phone, his voice is very loud, and his voice is flattering. I didn't look this way at all.Wen Yifan looked back and said, "well, go back and write."

Back at the hotel, Wen Yifan turned on the computer and quickly wrote the manuscript and sent it to the editor. After reviewing the manuscript, she looked at the time, and it was only early four o'clock. After a while, she felt a little stuffy in the room.

Wen Yifan doesn't want to stay in his room. He wants to come to the city and just go out for a walk.

She took her room card and went out.

After just staying in the hotel for a while, the sky outside became gloomy, and large dark clouds crowded together. Add a layer of cool filter to the city, especially depressing.

To Wen Yifan, the city is not familiar at all.

She only stayed here for two years, and most of the time she stayed at school and her parents' home, with no other recreation at all. She had no idea what fun things there were in the city, only the fixed places.

Now the hotel is in the center of Beiyu, close to her high school.

Wen Yifan wanders around aimlessly and goes to the familiar noodle shop unconsciously. She stopped and looked at the store which had hardly changed a few years ago. She looked a little stunned.

When you come back.

She's already in the store.

The light in the shop is so white that it's dazzling. There's not much change in the interior decoration. It's just that some things have been replaced. Tables and chairs are placed in the original pattern, divided into two neat rows side by side.

Even the boss in front of the cashier is the same person.

But he was obviously older, slightly bent, and even his hair began to turn white.

Wen Yifan has a feeling of entering another world.

She stopped for a few seconds, then raised her feet and sat down where she used to sit every time she came with Sang Yan. She lowered her eyes and gazed quietly at the menu pasted on the table.

Before long, the boss found her and asked, "what do you want to eat?"

Wen Yifan raised his head: "a bowl of wonton noodles."

The boss recognized her as soon as she was heard. He looked surprised, got up and approached her with a kind smile: "little classmate, is that you? You haven't been here for a long time

Wen Yifan nodded: "well, I didn't live in this city after the college entrance examination."

"So." Looking at her coming alone, the boss's lips moved, as if he wanted to ask something, but he still didn't say anything, "wait, I'll do it now."

"Well." Wen Yifan nodded, "no hurry."

The boss went into the kitchen.

Only Wen Yifan was left in the shop. She

looked at her mobile phone and didn't see anything happening on wechat.

At this time, there was a loud noise outside. Finally, the squeezed clouds could not bear the weight. The big raindrops smashed down and collided with the cement floor, making a huge noise.

It makes the whole world fuzzy.

The wet and cold air diffuses in, making people sober, but they can't help being absent-minded.

In this familiar environment, in a trance, Wen Yifan has a kind of look back to the past. She looked at the empty seat on the opposite side, as if she could see sang Yan sitting in silence opposite her when she was young.

The young man, who was so proud from the first meeting that he never bowed his head and lived recklessly, asked her softly at the last meeting: "I'm not so bad either."

Even their own behavior, are attributed to the most embarrassing "entanglement" word.

Over the years, it seems that Wen Yifan has never won anything for himself. She always shrank in her own protective shell, lived a regular life, didn't argue with others, and didn't have excessive feelings for anyone.

Even to sangyan.

She seems to put herself in a safe place.

Try to be beyond the boundary, try to let yourself be able to retreat.

Only dare to put the hook at him slowly.

Waiting for him to bite the bait and bring himself to the door.

But at this moment, Wen Yifan suddenly didn't want to put the initiative on Sang Yan's side. She doesn't want to let sang Yan, from before to now, have been just the person who paid.

She didn't want sonyan to say that.

But now I still want to lower my head again because of her.

The noodles came up just at this time.

The boss showed a familiar smile: "eat quickly, and make me a little embarrassed. I've been doing this for many years, but there's still no change. It's rare that you can come back to support me. "

Wen Yifan said hello.

The boss was still talking, and he went back to the cashier's desk: "why is it so cold when it rains so heavily?"

Wen Yifan droops his eyes and stares at the hot face in front of him. He is attacked by the fog and his eyes are a little hot. She blinked hard, plucked up the courage, picked up her cell phone and called sang Yan.

Listening to the beep, Wen Yifan's brain is a little empty.

I don't know what to say next.There were three rings.

The other end is connected.

It seemed that he was sleeping. Sang Yan's voice was a little hoarse, with a little impatience of being woken up: "say."

Wen Yifan called him softly: "Sang Yan."

He was quiet for a few seconds and seemed to be sober: "what's the matter?"

Although the answer seems to be clear, she is still afraid and worried about the unknown.

She has a lot to worry about.

Fear is really his illusion;

fear that what he likes is just the one he was in high school;

fear that after being together, he will suddenly find that she is not as good as he imagined.

But this moment.

Wen Yifan wants to have a showdown with him.

I want to tell him clearly.

I want him to feel that he is not, always just the one who pays unilaterally.

The teenager who can cross a city many times and sit on the high-speed railway alone for an hour just to see her, his behaviors are not "entanglement" in his imagination.

In fact, she cherished those days as treasure.

Just never dare to recall, never dare to mention.

In this instant, Wen Yifan clearly heard his heart beating voice: "what you said before still counts?"

Sang Yan: "hmm?"

"You say, if I chase you," Wen Yifan stopped, pressed the trembling meaning in his voice and said word by word, "you can consider it."

This word falls, that head is to disappear sound. Everything is still.

I can't even hear the breath.

"I just want to tell you about it in advance." Wen Yifan was so nervous that she couldn't speak. She didn't know how sang Yan would reply. She tried to finish the rest, "then you should think about it first."

With that, without waiting for his reply, Wen Yifan hung up in a hurry.

There was a moment of silence.

Wen Yifan stares at the mobile phone she put on the table, and there is no more movement.

It's like giving her an answer.

Wen Yifan doesn't know how to describe his current mood.

For a long time.

Wen Yifan dropped his eyes and began to eat noodles gently. The taste is no different from before. The soup is very light and the noodles are not chewy at all. It's very common.

She was not very hungry, but she ate all the noodles slowly.

It's getting dark outside.

The rain is still very heavy and there is no tendency to stop at all.

Wen Yifan put down his chopsticks and looked at the outside, looking quiet.

Aware of her eyes, the boss offered: "little classmate, let me give you an umbrella. The rain will not stop for a short time. You can come back when you are free, and you can return it to me

Wen Yifan shook his head and said with a smile, "I want to sit for a while."

I don't think I'll come again. Wen Yifan thought.

So she wanted to see the place again, hoping to remember it a little longer.

I hope that when I grow old, I still remember that there was such a precious place. It turned out that in that period of time, there was such a place for her to have leisure.

Time goes by bit.

He noticed that the sound of rain outside was decreasing, and Wen Yifan slowly recovered. She didn't stay any longer. She packed up her things and was about to get up to say goodbye to her boss. When she left, there was a noise from the door.

Wen Yifan looks at it with a daze.

In the field of vision, only the sudden figure of Sang Yan was left. He was wearing a pure black windbreaker with a collar slightly blocking his chin. With a transparent umbrella in hand, the shoulder was slightly wet.

After entering the door, sang Yan did not look anywhere else.

It's directly in her sight.

This moment.

Everything seems to slow down, like in an old movie.

The small noodle shop has kept the same appearance for many years. It looks dilapidated and nostalgic. There is an unknown Hong Kong opera in the shop, with a strong sense of the times and background music mixed with the sound of rain.

Behind the man, or that large rain, misty.

He came through those.

Look like a dusty, finally found the return of the traveler.

The boss at this time out of the voice: "handsome, what do you want to eat?"

As if he still remembered the boss, sang Yan raised his eyes and laughed. He used the same name as before and politely said, "next time, sir. I'm here to pick someone up this time. "

The boss raised his head: "it's you."

Sang Yan nodded.

"I just saw this little classmate come by himself. I thought you two didn't get in touch." Then the boss looked at them and said, "that's good."

As if thinking of the past, the boss sighed.

"You've been together for so many years."Hearing this, Wen Yifan's fingers were stiff.

Sang Yan didn't explain anything, but nodded: "let's go first. When we come back to Beiyu, we will come back to take care of your business." He looked at Wen Yifan and reached out to her: "come here."

Wen Yifan stood up and walked in his direction: "Why are you here?"

Sang Yan looked down at her: "you were on the high-speed rail when you called."

Wen Yifan made a sound.

Sang Yan opened his umbrella and said, "let's go."

Wen Yifan also entered the umbrella. Because of the phone call just now, she was a little embarrassed to stay with him. She took the initiative to say, "how do you know I'm here?"

"Come to Beiyu," Sang Yan said, "I'm used to coming here."

“……”

They left the shop and went down the street.

The city is backward and has not changed much for so many years. Further on, there was the alley where they had walked many times. Going in the other direction is the bus stop where sang Yan comes and leaves every time.

They walked on in silence.

I don't know how long later, sang Yan's steps suddenly stopped.

Wen Yifan then stopped.

All around was the sound of rain, beating heavily on the surface of the umbrella, almost over all the sounds. Raindrops fall on the puddles on the ground and bloom one after another for a moment.

This grand rain curtain is like a huge protective cover.

Cut them both off from the world.

Sang Yan looked down at her and suddenly called out, "the frost is falling."

Hearing this address, Wen Yifan's heart beat heavily and raised his eyes suddenly.

"As for me, I always feel that this kind of words are very affectable. I feel ashamed to say only one word." Sang Yan's eyes were deep, and seemed to be longer than the dark night. "But in this life, I have to say it once."

Wen Yifan looked at him dully.

"Not yet?" Sang Yan bent down a little, and the distance between him and her was getting closer. The youthful spirit between his eyebrows and eyes was just like that in those years, "for so many years, I still --"

his words were smashed down along the scattered raindrops.

If also hit in her heart.

"I only like you."