Chapter 53

Wen Yifan didn't know whether he was joking or serious. She stopped in the same place, as if she didn't hear clearly, and her reaction was a little slower: "hmm? What? "

They have come a long way.

Sang Yan pulled her and went to the ticket office: "Ferris wheel."

“……” This sudden move, let Wen Yifan immediately associate with the rumors that the couple just said. She was a little embarrassed, but she still insisted, "do you hear me?"

Sang Yan looked at her and said, "what do you hear?"

Later, they will take the ferris wheel again.

So at this moment, Wen Yifan's idea of mentioning this rumor with Sang Yan has already completely dissipated. She gently pursed her lower lip, feeling that if she mentioned it now, the meaning would be totally different. It's like a hint.

"Nothing."

After the rush hour, the line in front of the ticket office is not as long as before.

Because both of them have excellent appearance and high degree of recognition, which is the kind of appearance that can be remembered at a glance. So when they arrived, the conductor recognized them at a glance, looking a little surprised: "sit again?"

Wen Yifan nodded and laughed: "I just forgot to take photos."

Once again in the cockpit.

Wen Yifan is still the first to go up. She subconsciously sits in the direction where she just sat. But this time, sang Yan didn't sit opposite her. He seemed to be sitting next to her naturally.

After a look at him, the picture reappeared in Wen Yifan's mind.

Just came up, Wen Yifan began to be nervous.

For something that doesn't have to happen.

The mood of the ferris wheel this time is totally different from the first time.

Previously, Wen Yifan felt strange. He only looked at the night scenery around him and talked to Sang Yan in front of him. Besides, she didn't have the idea of reciting at all, and she didn't know that she could have other thoughts.

It's much quieter in the cockpit than it was the first time.

Sang Yan suddenly made a voice: "warm frost falls."

"Well?"

Wen Yifan hasn't heard sang Yan call her that for many years. But since they were together, he changed his voice and yelled, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

I just feel that she really likes this title.

Sang Yan said, "it's not a photo?"

Wen Yifan remembered what he had just said to the staff. She didn't explain, her mind was occupied by that "rumor", and she had no spare energy to think about other things.

She does what he says.

The next moment.

Wen Yifan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took a few photos of the night scene outside.

“……”

Sang Yan felt that her behavior was extremely bizarre: "where are you shooting?"

Wen Yifan stops and turns his head.

Two people look at each other with four eyes.

Staring at sang Yan's face, Wen Yifan hesitated for three seconds and took a picture of him like a guess.

Seeing his expressionless face, Wen Yifan took several more pictures. Then she looked at the effect for herself.

The man is sitting idly, looking at the camera, behind is the lights. His face is half bright and half dark in this light, the outline is not very clear, but also can not cover his clear and meaningful facial features, it is very beautiful.

Wen Yifan reluctantly finds a fault.

It's just that the appearance is a little too much.

Like the next second to break free from the screen, fight to the death with people.

Wen Yifan suggested: "do you want to Smile? "

“……”

"You still have a pear vortex when you laugh," Wen Yifan pointed to the corner of his lips and praised him. "It's pretty."

"What pear vortex? I don't have that. " As if he didn't expect her, sang Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the self timer mode, "come here."

“……” Wen Yifan finally realized what he meant by taking pictures.

She immediately moved closer to him and raised her eyes to see herself on the screen.

Sang Yan vomited a word again: "laugh."

Wen Yifan showed a smile obediently.

Sang Yan casually pressed the Photo button a few times, and then put down the phone. I don't want to see how it's done.

Wen Yifan looked at him and whispered, "I want to see the pictures."

"Later." Sang Yan looked out and suddenly said, "this is not going to the top."

“……”

Hearing this, Wen Yifan unconsciously looked out.

The skyscraper is built on the sixth floor, with its own height. Looking down, it has the feeling of floating in the air. Previously no sense of uneasiness, but also because of such a high altitude, at this moment in mind.

Wen Yifan took his eyes back and licked his lower lip. She was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, but she still pretended to be calm, and her words were a little more positive: "you heard me.""Yes," Sang admitted

“……”

Wen Yifan doesn't know what to say.

She doesn't know if there will be an advance notice before other couples kiss.

But she didn't think so.

Because of this kind of mood, it's too hard.

Like every second in the hope that the moment can come soon, but it was abruptly elongated, also extremely at a loss. I don't know how to deal with it when it really comes.

Wen Yifan can only speak to ease his mood: "do you still believe this kind of rumor?"

Sang Yanxiao: "of course not."

Wen Yifan was stunned.

If you don't believe it, they specially come up again. It seems that it's meaningless.

At the same time, sang Yan also slowly approached her: "but."

Wen Yifan fixed in the original place, staring at his black eyes, which seemed to be dyed by the stars, and there was nothing else in his eyes. Has been squeezing the helpless, at the moment rose to the top, seems to dissipate.

As the distance gets closer.

Sang Yan's voice became lighter and lighter, with the meaning of love.

"I believe in myself."

It's about being together all your life.

As long as she takes the first step, he believes he can make it happen.

Just to the top of the ferris wheel.

"This rumor --"

the words fell, and sang Yan's body pressed down.

He raised his hand and lowered the back of her head. The hot lips covered her with the breath. Wen Yifan even forgot to close her eyes, only remembering to stare at the man in front of her, who occupied her field of vision.

A small world of two.

Up, there are stars; down, there are lights.

It seems to be only a few seconds.

Sang Yan's eyes were dark. He stared at her eyes and finished speaking in a dumb voice.

"I want you to believe it."

……

It's almost eleven o'clock when they get home.

The next day he had to go to work. Wen Yifan didn't stay in the living room for long, so he was urged to go to bed by sang Yan. She answered and told him to go to bed early. Then she went back to her room.

After washing, go back to bed.

Wen Yifan got into the bed and held the pillow in his arms. Just at this time, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang.

She reaches for the phone and lights up the screen.

It's from sang Yan.

Sang Yan: [picture]]

sang Yan: [sleep after watching. 】

the picture he sent is a group photo of two people on the ferris wheel.

Looking at the top of his smile gently, canthus slightly bent down, next to Sang Yan look very pale, only the corner of his lips slightly pulled, still a very cool look. They are totally different in temperament, but they seem to be very harmonious.

Wen Yifan bent his lips and stared at it for a long time before he saved it and set it as a lock screen. Instead of playing with her cell phone, she lay back, staring at the dark void, and suddenly stroked her lips with her finger pulp.

I think of the kiss on the ferris wheel again.

Just a touch, up to now, it seems that there is still the breath of sangyan.

Wen Yifan began to look hot again, which made her feel a little stuffy in the room. All her thoughts were occupied by sang Yan, and she began to laugh, and an idea appeared in her mind.

There will always be such a person.

He'll make you feel.

It turns out that adults can also believe in fairy tales.

Years ago, there were more things on the stage.

Even after two weeks of work, Wen Yifan had a rotation break, which was still a working day. Sang Yan has to go to work. Fortunately, she doesn't want to do anything and just lies at home for most of the day.

Wen Yifan didn't even bother to eat. After playing with his mobile phone for a while, he went to sleep. When he woke up, he played again. He had always left bed. It wasn't until she was about to leave work that she struggled to get up and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

There are many fresh vegetables in the refrigerator.

After getting up, Wen Yifan didn't be lazy any more. He made three dishes and one soup with leisure.

When the last dish is brought to the dining table, there is a movement in the entrance.

Sonyan put the car key aside and looked in her direction. Soon, his eyes dropped down again and swept around the dining table. He raised his eyebrows slightly, put on his slippers and walked over.

They always do.

It's the same before we get together. Generally, it's who cooks when they have time, not to mention taking turns. Because she was alone before, Wen Yifan didn't want to do it, but if someone ate with her, she was quite enthusiastic about cooking.

Sang Yan took off his coat and rubbed her head.

Wen Yifan's hair was crumpled by him, but he was too lazy to straighten it. She filled herself a bowl of soup, sipped it, and asked, "are you tired today?"

"Not bad." Sang Yan sat down beside her. "What's up?""Let's see a movie later, at home." Wen Yifan suggested, "my colleague recommended a suspense film to me, which seems to be pretty good."

Smell speech, sang Yan raises eyelid, stare at her at present of green ash: "want sleepy, you go to bed early." He glanced at the time and said, "it's not a bad day."

Wen Yifan raised his eyes.

Sang Yan said lazily, "I can accompany you any day."

"I'm not sleepy. I've been sleeping all day." Wen Yifan finished the rest of the soup and looked at him, "what about that moment? Then I'll ask my colleagues to recommend more movies to me another day. "

"Well?"

Wen Yifan: "keep it for the next time."

Sang Yan looked at her straightforwardly and suddenly laughed. He drew a little epilogue, not too seriously said: "Wen Shuangjiang, is your main purpose in the film, or in me?"

Wen Yifan also looked at him and answered honestly, "you."

“……”

Sang Yan's expression was slightly dull.

Wen Yifan hung his head and continued to eat. He added in a low voice, "I want to watch it with you."

……

After dinner, Wen Yifan went to the living room first and took the remote control to find the movie recommended by Fu Zhuang. She managed to find the Internet TV she used at home in one of the softwares. Sang Yan also cleaned up his desk and came out.

He sat directly next to Wen Yifan.

Wen Yifan pressed the start, and then picked up the water on the tea table to drink.

There is also a period of advertising.

Wen Yifan picked up the cell phone she put aside. Noticing that there are many unread messages on wechat, she opened it casually, glanced at it casually, and just opened the chat window with Zheng Kejia.

A stream of news came.

[I take it]

[your father's relatives are too shameless, aren't they? 】

[they've been at my house for a week! Still don't go away!!! Do you want to live long? 】

[how can you say that you are closer to them? Can you take them away quickly? 】

[you big aunt, you always ask your mother for money [/ smile]]

[what does it have to do with us that her son wants to buy a house when he gets married? 】

“……”

The news at that end is still coming one after another, like taking her as a vent tree hole.

Wen Yifan stares at him for a few seconds, and his original good mood dissipates in an instant. At this time, sang Yan suddenly made a sound and interrupted her attention: "who are you talking to?"

She turned the phone off and looked up.

"If you want to watch a movie with me, just concentrate," Sang Yan said leisurely, "OK?"

The phone is still vibrating.

Wen Yifan pressed down his emotion and held the mobile phone in his hand: "I know, I don't look at the mobile phone."

Sang Yan said with a smile: "how come you suddenly have this expression?"

"No Wen Yifan adjusted his mood and laughed, "go to the movies."

Aware that she didn't want to say, sang Yan just stared at her and didn't continue to ask.

The movie begins.

When sang Yan goes to the refrigerator to get the fruit, Wen Yifan lights up his mobile phone again and looks at it.

Zheng Kejia's news is still a string of long white bubbles occupying the entire interface, all complaining. After these negative energy words, a very abrupt sentence came to the bottom.

Mom asked me to ask you, will you come back this year? 】

Wen Yifan didn't pull up.

After adding Zheng Kejia's wechat, she didn't say anything more, so Wen Yifan felt that it didn't affect the list and forgot to delete it. At this moment, she didn't even bother to reply and directly put the other party on the blacklist.

Sang Yan put the apple that had just been washed into her hand, as if thinking of something, casually asked: "when do you have a holiday?"

Wen Yifan: "hmm?"

Sang Yan: "Chinese New Year."

"From the first day of the new year to the third day of the new year," Wen said, "if there is an emergency, you have to work overtime."

"Going home?"

Wen Yifan was silent: "should not return."

"Oh, I'll count."

"What is it?"

"Calculate," Sang Yan slanted his head and looked at her lightly, "when will I come back to you?"