Chapter 62

Sang Yan's eyelashes dropped, staring at a few drops of water on the back of his hand, and the Adam's apple rolled slowly. Soon, he raised his eyes again and asked in a dumb voice, "what's the matter?"

Her body did not move, there was no sound, only uncontrolled tears in her eyes.

Like this is the only way.

Silently, in this empty night, alone to digest the pain.

Sang Yan raised his hand and gently wiped the tears off her face. I felt that the extremely cold tears, at the moment, seemed to have turned into lava, which made his whole body ache. His voice is dry and some of it is speechless.

After a long time, he called out: "warm frost."

Wen Yifan's eyes are still on his knees.

"You asked me if I had a bad time these years."

“……”

"And you." Sang Yan's voice was very light. "How are you doing?"

They shared it for more than a year.

After Wen Yifan's first sleepwalking, sang Yan checked the relevant information. It is known that there are many reasons for this symptom, most of which are caused by lack of sleep and stress of life, as well as some trauma and painful experiences in the past.

Combined with Wen Yifan's work and rest and work pressure, sang Yan didn't think it was wrong.

Wen Yifan sleepwalking frequency is not frequent, regularity is not big, plus sang Yan aware that she seems to care about this thing. Later, she sleepwalk, as long as it is not a big impact, he will not take the initiative to mention.

But Wen Yifan sleepwalks so many times.

This is the first time for sang Yan to see her crying when she is sleepwalking.

Sang Yan doesn't know if anything else happened to Wen Yifan today. But according to her reaction today and his memories, the biggest reason why she is crying here now is the man tonight.

He didn't know.

Over the years, has she been entangled by the so-called "Uncle".

He doesn't know.

Is it that every time after experiencing these unhappy things, she will be alone and cry silently in this night.

It lasted for several minutes.

Wen Yifan's tears stopped completely. She mechanically raised her eyes, looked at sang Yan, and stood up after a long time. Sang Yan also took her hand and stood up with her movements.

Then, sang Yan faintly realized that she seemed to hold his hand back. His eyelashes moved, followed her, thought it was his illusion, and tried to loosen his hand.

The hands of the two are still not separated.

Wen Yifan still holds his hand.

Sang Yan's eyebrows are light.

I thought that Wen Yifan would go to his room to sleep after sleepwalking as before. But this time, when she passed Ciwo, her steps didn't stop and she was still moving forward.

Sang Yan didn't care too much.

After all, the things she does every time she sleepwalks are not necessarily the same. There are always some deviations.

Sang Yan continued to be led by her.

Until he came to the master bedroom door, Wen Yifan raised his other hand and unscrewed the door handle. She went in and took him in with her.

After they came in.

Wen Yifan habitually turned back and slowly closed the door. Her movements were very natural, not much different from her usual appearance, but a little stiff and slow.

All the way to Wen Yifan's bed.

Sang Yan is thinking of putting her back on the bed. When she comes back to the room again, she feels that Wen Yifan climbs onto the bed. The strength of holding him is still not loose, like trying to pull him to the bed.

At this moment, sang Yan realized that something was wrong.

"You want me to sleep with you?"

Wen Yifan raised his eyes and looked at him quietly. It's obvious that I don't have any consciousness. But somehow, sang Yan has the feeling that she has found some treasure in her dream and wants to take back her small base secretly and take it for herself.

Her strength is not heavy. In fact, sang Yan can drive as soon as he earns money.

But he always had a hunch.

If she broke free, she would have to shed tears as she had just done.

Although the two had slept in the same bed several times before.

But sang Yan thinks that in her own private space and occupying her space are two different concepts. He stood still and put forward a suggestion patiently: "then go to my room, OK?"

Wen Yifan didn't respond.

Another moment of stalemate.

She didn't seem to give in.

Sang Yan once again agreed, did not care about this trivial matter. He dropped his eyes, swept around the bed, and lay on the empty side. He always feels a little uncomfortable and sleepless. He just covers the quilt for Wen Yifan.

She also took his hand, as if finally let go of heart, eyes also gradually closed up.

Sonyan lay beside her, looking down at her.For a long time, he looked up and gently kissed her on the forehead.

……

The next morning.

When Wen Yifan opens his eyes, he can feel that he is being held. Her eyelashes moved slowly, and suddenly she understood something. But because this kind of thing happened many times, she didn't care much.

She was only awake for herself.

Until he was fully conscious, Wen Yifan raised his eyes and looked around. The rest of the sleepiness dissipated in an instant, and she immediately realized that something was wrong.

This is her room.

Wen Yifan was confused and looked back at sang Yan.

See him also wake up at this time, eyelid lazy droop, look a little sleepy. Noticing her eyes, sang Yan didn't care. He closed his eyes again, hugged her waist with great boldness, and pulled a little bit into his arms.

It's like I want to get some more sleep.

“……”

This calm and natural appearance makes Wen Yifan not know who is wrong with them.

"This is my room," she said

Because just woke up, sang Yan's voice was a little low: "how?"

Wen Yifan: "Why are you here?"

"What do you mean, why am I here?"

“……”

"I'm very sad about your attitude." Sang Yan's forehead was against her back neck, and her voice was leisurely, "you calculate for yourself, you set the fire several times, and this is the first time that I light the light -"

"No." Wen Yifan interrupted him and said with a good temper, "I just want to ask why you are here."

"Oh." Sang Yan laughs, "why do you say?"

“……” Wen Yifan turns his head.

Sang Yan also raised his eyes.

Two people's line of sight on, a few seconds later, Wen Yifan came up with a guess: "you also sleepwalk?"

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "of course not."

"Oh." Wen Yifan also guessed, "that is, you have nightmares in the middle of the night, or you are afraid to watch ghost movies and dare not sleep alone. So did you come to my room in the middle of the night? "

"Not either."

"Or do you just want to sleep with me?"

This time sang Yan took the initiative to give an explanation: "you sleepwalk in the middle of the night."

Wen Yifan nodded: "well, then what?"

Staring at her face, sang Yan's eyes were dark, and he slowly stroked her face. After that, he raised his lips and said, "bring me to your room."

“……”

Wen Yifan imagined the picture.

She sleepwalked in the middle of the night and suddenly became more powerful. She ran to Sang Yan's room and easily carried him, a man with a total weight of more than seventy kilograms.

？

Damn you! This kind of words can be said!!!

Wen Yifan was in a calm mood: "I hold you Is that right? "

Sang Yan didn't answer, as if in default.

"I can still..." Wen Yifan thinks that sang Yan is completely fooling her, but it's not easy to say so directly. He can only point out his logic step by step, "can I hold you?"

Sang Yan looked at her expression, suddenly lowered his chin and laughed. He still didn't intend to change his words. He sighed shamelessly: "I didn't expect that, either."

“……”

Wen Yifan didn't argue with this cheeky man any more. After all, this is totally different from the previous situation. As soon as he hears it, he knows it's Arabian Nights and doesn't need any evidence to prove it.

They looked at each other again for a few seconds.

Wen Yifan choked out four words: "then I'm pretty good."

“……”

"Man."

Sang Yan made a sound and wanted to pull her back to sleep.

Referring to the word "man", Wen Yifan remembers what happened when they met for the first time. Her brain fainted, and she wanted to mention it for no reason: "besides the name -"

sang Yan glanced at her.

Wen Yifan continued: "my strength seems to be stronger than your man."

“……”

It's almost time to go to work.

After that, Wen Yifan felt a little regret. Afraid that sang Yan would argue with her, she immediately got up, left a word and ran to the bathroom.

"I'll make breakfast, and you go on sleeping."

After washing, sang Yan was no longer in her room. The quilt had been arranged by him and laid flat on the bed. She stared at him for a few seconds, still wondering why he was in her room.

I feel that my last guess is the most reasonable.

But according to Sang Yan's character, Wen Yifan felt that he could not do such a thing.

Wen Yifan really couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask the client for a while. She changed her clothes and went out to the kitchen. She rummaged through the fridge, observing the ingredients, intending to finish cooking noodles.Just took out the vegetables, sang Yan also went into the kitchen, habitually took a bottle of ice water out of the refrigerator.

Their eyes collided.

Wen Yifan's vision dropped down, stopped on the bottle of ice water in his hand, and raised it again. Freeze again for a few seconds. She didn't say anything. She went to one side to get the pot. She asked in a warm voice, "is it OK to have noodles for breakfast?"

Sonyan stopped. In a moment, he put the ice water back in silence.

"All right."

One night later, Wen Yifan's bad mood has dissipated most of it. As she filled the pot with water, she watched him. Seeing this, the corners of her lips bent up, inexplicably because of this small move a little want to laugh.

Sang Yan went to him and washed the side dishes and meatballs.

The two talked one by one.

Originally, Wen Yifan wanted to make breakfast, but in the end, most of it was finished by sang Yan. She sat down at the table, sipping the soup, just to ask why sonyan woke up in her room.

On the contrary, sang Yan said first: "warm frost falls."

Wen Yifan: "hmm?"

Sang Yan raised his eyes and said casually: "yesterday, the man who said it was your uncle, I seem to have seen him somewhere."

“……”

Wen Yifan's expression is slightly stupefied, and he thinks of Che Xingde last night. She gently retracted her eyes, bit her face, and said honestly, "well, you met him when you came to see me."

"You seemed to say at that time," Sang Yan considered the words, "you don't know him."

"Yes." Wen Yifan nodded and said gently, "because I don't like this person. Every time I see him, I hide and walk, and I don't want to have any intersection with him at all. Who asked me, I said I didn't know this man. "

“……”

Wen Yifan said with a smile: "what's the matter?" Sang Yan's eyes were on her face, as if observing her expression. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't seem to have any doubt about her saying: "this man has been pestering you?"

"No Wen Yifan hung his head and continued to eat noodles. "I haven't seen him since I went to university. I thought he had been in Beiyu. I don't know when I came to Nanwu. "

Sang Yan still looked at her and did not speak this time.

Yu Guang noticed his sight, and Wen Yifan raised his head. She thought about it and could guess what he thought. She added, "I never thought I would meet this person again. I've been living a good life."

Sang Yan pulled his lower lip: "that's OK."

This word falls, fell into silence on the dinner table.

Wen Yifan didn't know what to say, and he just felt that last night's event was just a small episode, and there was no need to mention it again. But she didn't know what the uncle's family was like now.

She did not know whether they still lived in Zhao Yuandong, whether they settled in Nanwu, and whether they would return to Beiyu.

Wen Yifan thinks that Nanwu is a big city.

If it's just a chance encounter, in fact, it's not likely to happen in a lifetime.

But Wen Yifan felt uneasy.

He didn't know whether the person Mu Chengyun mentioned earlier was Che Xingde, or whether he would come to her in this way after he knew that sang Yan existed.

She didn't know what their intention was to move back to Nanwu suddenly.

I don't know if they're going to hang on to her.

Although Wen Yifan felt that there was no reason.

But I'm afraid of this possibility.

Thinking of this, Wen Yifan looks at the man in front of him. Thinking of Che Xingde's trouble in his bar last night, her lip line gradually pursed straight, and she said: "Sang Yan."

Sang Yan: "hmm?"

In fact, Wen Yifan has nothing to worry about, and is not afraid that these people will make a splash in her life. No matter how, she is no longer the child who can only rely on others and has no ability.

She didn't think these people could do anything.

But she was afraid it would affect sonyan.

Wen Yifan looked him in the eye and earnestly told him, "if that person yesterday still went to work overtime to find you. No matter what he says to you or what he wants, you don't have to pay attention to him. "

Sang Yan looked at her, noticed her look, laughed, raised his hand and rubbed her head. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to it at all, and his tone was a bit playful: "what are you worried about?"

“……”

"A year ago, if you can find my fault, how dare I talk to anyone?"

Smell speech, Wen Yifan instantly think of himself drunk, with him mentioned "you laugh with four girls one night" thing. Her attention was momentarily turned away, a little embarrassed.

If it wasn't for the drunkenness, she didn't know that she was paying attention to it at that time.

"And besides you," Sang Yan said with a smile, "who do you think can get something from me?"