Chapter 61

Because of Sang Yan's sudden action, Che Xingde stepped back a few steps. He managed to stabilize himself and pointed to Wen Yifan drunkenly. His tongue was a bit too big: "I Who am I? I'm her uncle

Hearing this, sang Yan looks at Wen Yifan again, as if to ask the truth of her words.

Wen Yifan pursed his lips: "No."

"Hey! Frost, I'm not? What do you mean no! " Che Xingde was annoyed and came forward again. "You can say that. Do you have a conscience? My uncle bought you food and clothes before, don't you remember? "

Wen Yifan raised his head and could not hide the boredom in his eyes. She didn't want to make herself too impolite, and she didn't want to put too many emotions on the person who had nothing to do with her life now.

"I don't know you."

May be that Wen Yifan's words lose his face, Che Xingde is more angry, and wants to pull her.

Aware of his intention, sang Yan immediately protects Wen Yifan behind him. He grabbed Che Xingde's arm and lowered his eyes as if he were looking at something dirty. The strength of his hand gradually tightened until he heard Che Xingde's cry.

Sang Yan's tone was no waves and no waves: "I don't understand people's words, do I?"

"Are you sick! It's none of your business for me to talk to my niece! " Che Xingde has been to the bar several times, and he knows sang Yan. He thinks it's the boss who is in charge of the business! What do you care about family affairs! There's something wrong with it

Sang Yan is too lazy to talk to him.

Noticing the movement at this end, he Mingbo asked: "brother Yan, what's the matter?"

"Drunk, drunk here, call the army in and take him out." Sang Yan didn't take Che Xingde seriously at all. He said casually, "don't affect other guests."

"What did I do to get out of here?" Che Xingde was fuming with wine. He was very angry because of Sang Yan's attitude and began to splash, "the boss beat people and drove customers, right! The boss is great, isn't he? "

Che Xingde's behavior makes customers around him turn their eyes to this side.

"Why?" Sang Yan didn't care about other people's eyes at all. He said with a smile, "you said that. I'm sorry if I don't do it."

“……”

Wen Yifan grabs sang Yan's hand nervously.

Sang Yanhui took hold of her and rubbed her fingertips lightly with his finger pulp. His eyes were still on Che Xingde.

Seeing that his tone didn't seem to be joking, Che Xingde also counseled and didn't dare to make a provocation again. He looked at Wen Yifan again, noticed their intimate behavior, and suddenly understood: "frost, where are you with the boss?"

Wen Yifan didn't make a sound.

"Oh, boss." Che Xingde changed his face quickly and began to smile, "I'm her uncle, no harm. How can we use such tit for tat? I just haven't seen my niece for a long time. I'm very excited - "

before Che Xingde finished, two security guards on duty outside came in and helped him to walk outside.

One of them also casually said: "don't make trouble."

"What! What's wrong with me Che Xingde yelled again, "what are you doing?"

Sang Yan's eyebrows and eyes moved. For a moment, he felt that Che Xingde was familiar with him. But the thought only flashed for a moment, and soon disappeared. He can't remember when he met this man.

The original good mood dissipated because of this. Sang Yan dropped his eyelashes and stared at Wen Yifan: "home?"

"Well?" Wen Yifan returned to his senses and reluctantly gave a smile, "OK."

Sang Yan regretted calling Wen Yifan to come here tonight. He side head, and told he Mingbo a few words, and then led Wen Yifan out of the bar. "Did it hurt you?" he asked in a low voice

Wen Yifan was absent-minded and said, "hmm?"

"That man," Sang Yan rubbed her wrist, "does it hurt to pull you?"

Wen Yifan raised his head and bent his lips: "it doesn't hurt."

Sang Yan can clearly detect Wen Yifan's emotion, and can also clearly detect that her state is not right from the time she meets the man. His expression is not clear, ask again: "do you know that man?"

“……” Wen Yifan was silent for a few seconds and replied honestly, "it's my eldest aunt's brother. It has nothing to do with me. It's not an uncle, either

Sang Yan: "has he always been like this?"

Wen Yifan: "what?"

Sang Yan: "attitude to you."

Wen Yifan lowered his head again and tried to calm his voice: "I'm not familiar with him. He is not a good man. If you meet him again, don't worry about him. Just think of it as a stranger. "

She never thought that she would meet these people again

and she didn't hope that this mess in her family would affect sang Yan.

Be quiet.

After a while, sang Yan suddenly said: "warm frost."

Wen Yifan: "what's the matter?"

"If you have anything, you can tell me." Sang Yan said, "anything will do."It seems that he is aware that his reaction has affected his mood. Wen Yifan smiles, and his voice is also pacified: "it's not a big deal."

Then she looked back and said calmly, "it's all things I can solve myself."

They went home.

Just after driving back, Wen Yifan's state recovered. She looks ordinary, as if she had never seen the man just now. She just chats with Sang Yan as usual.

But I'm not talking about what happened.

Wen Yifan made a cup of honey water for sang Yan, and he couldn't help saying, "don't drink all the time. What's wrong with you. Smoking, drinking and staying up late, you'll be in bad health sooner or later. "

Sang Yan picked her eyebrows and felt like a jerk: "I just had two drinks."

"That's no good," Wen Yifan continued to find fault with him. "You always drink ice water."

Sang Yanxiao: "what's wrong with my ice water?"

Wen Yifan: "it's bad for the stomach."

"OK," Sang Yan was the most annoying person in charge at ordinary times. Now he thought it was good, "I know."

"Then you go to bed early after drinking," Wen Yifan felt sleepy and yawned lazily. She sat by and watched sang Yan drink water. Suddenly she came up and hugged him. "I went to bed."

Sang Yanhui hugged her: "in a bad mood?"

Wen Yifan shook his head: "I'm sleepy."

“……” Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, sang Yan didn't ask any more and rubbed her head. Two people's eyes to up, he again kiss her lips, "go to sleep."

After Wen Yifan returned to his room, sang Yan stayed in the living room for a while. He hung his head and tapped his fingertips on the wall, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, sang Yan got up to wash and then went back to his room.

……

In the middle of the night.

Sang Yan wakes up from his dream. He looked a little ugly. At this moment, he finally remembered where he had seen Che Xingde before.

Before that, sang Yan only met this man once.

The last time he went to Beiyu to meet Wen Yifan.

That day, sang Yan got off the bus and walked along the alley. Before he came, he sent a message to Wen Yifan in advance, but this time he didn't get her reply.

He wants to go straight to Wen Yifan's house and wait for her downstairs.

But before he got there, sang Yan was at the intersection of the alley and saw that Wen Yifan was entangled by a man.

The man's age is bigger than that of Wen Yifan, and his figure is a little fatter, pulling what she is saying. With a very presumptuous smile on his face, he was very unkind.

At that moment, all sangyan's good mood disappeared with this picture. He immediately went forward and pulled Wen Yifan behind him. The young man's spirit was completely out of control. He even wanted him to kill the man in front of him.

The man is not tall, the body is still a little empty, a few fell on the ground, issued a voice of entreaty.

Before sang Yan's mood faded, he was grabbed by Wen Yifan and walked quickly in another direction. He stared at Wen Yifan's white neck and immediately asked, "who is that man?"

Wen Yifan did not look back, tone is very flat: "I do not know."

The man's face gradually coincided with the Che Xingde I saw today.

Sang Yan didn't want to believe his memory at the moment. He kept searching for Wen Yifan's expression and emotion, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

Sang Yan closed his eyes and felt sleepless. He got up and went out of the room. Just as he wanted to get a bottle of ice water from the kitchen, he saw Wen Yifan sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing this, sang Yan understood something in an instant. He didn't go in the direction of the kitchen. He changed direction. Like every time before, I pulled the small bench beside the sofa and sat in front of her.

If not aware of his existence, Wen Yifan looks at the clock dully.

Sang Yan reached for her hand and bent his lower lip: "why do you look at the wall clock every time?"

Wen Yifan didn't blink an eye and didn't say a word.

"Isn't it scary to stay in the living room in the middle of the night? It's black, "Sang Yan said." otherwise, I'll go to sleep without closing the door. Can you come directly into my room

Wen Yifan did not respond.

Sang Yan sat in front of her and never spoke again. Just quietly with her.

I don't know how long it took.

Sang Yan saw Wen Yifan move his eyes away from the wall clock and drop his head. She stared at her hands on her knees, one of which was still held by sonyan. Her look was almost the same as every time before she planned to get up and go back to the room.

He couldn't see her clearly.

Just when sang Yan thought that her sleepwalk was about to end.

He suddenly felt that something had hit the back of his hand.

Sang Yan's expression was stunned, and his eyes moved down to see that he was holding Wen Yifan's hand stained with water.He raised his eyes again, and the smile on his lips faded away.

Wen Yifan's eyes were empty and he sat quietly in the same place. Around quietly, there is something in one by one, one after another hit.

Falling on the back of his hand, like the light of stars.

It's her tears.