Chapter 78

Words fall, Wen Yifan's eyes move down, fixed on Sang Yan's lips. She stopped for a few seconds, thought it over, stepped back and slowly hung the towel back where it was.

She swept sang Yan's gauze with her spare light.

At the moment, Wen Yifan is inexplicable. If he really kisses him, he will feel that he is not as good as a beast. She thought that what she had just said was a little direct. She thought about how to decline it, and even belittled herself.

"I don't have much skill either."

Sang Yan half leans on the washstand, eyes drooping, fine eyelashes covering it. In the bathroom, the lighting is sufficient, the space is narrow, the distance between the two people is close, with the ambiguity that can not be ignored step by step.

Wen Yifan swallowed and made an excuse: "it's 12 o'clock, then I'll take a bath."

Just two steps.

Sang Yan grabbed her wrist and pulled back. She was caught off guard. The first thought in her mind was not to touch his wound. She subconsciously supported the table beside her palm.

Her head was slightly sideways, drawing closer to him again.

"What do you think?" Sang Yan lowered his head and stared at her directly. There was a bit of dissonance in his words. "What else can I do?"

“……”

"Just kiss for a while," Sang Yan's fingers gently rubbed her wrist, speaking slowly and slowly, as if without accusation, "this is not good?"

Wen Yifan made a sound, as if hypnotized by him, and began to feel that if he didn't do anything else, a kiss didn't seem to affect anything. She was silent for a few seconds, holding out a sentence That's OK. "

He raised his eyebrows slightly, keeping his original position.

Not long.

Wen Yifan felt that he was holding his wrist and sticking it to his abdomen. He slowly took it down. Then, hearing the man's gasping, she raised her head blankly and bumped into his dull eyes. "Head up."

Before he understood his intention, Wen Yifan had been obedient and had to stand on tiptoe.

Sang Yan's lips fell down the hot air and moved gently from the corner of her lips. She almost sent herself up, with her head on her back and the soles of her feet on the ground, feeling like she couldn't land.

Aware of her state, sang Yan raised his hand to her waist and bit her lip.

"Or I won't be able to kiss you."

……

Back in the room, turn over the mobile phone again, Wen Yifan just realized that Qian Weihua called her two hours ago. After a pause, she immediately opened wechat to apologize to him and explain the situation.

But maybe Qian Weihua also understood the situation and sent her a sentence: "I'll just take Da Zhuang out of the scene. You go to the hospital first, interviewed the witness, it should be no big deal. 】

Fu Zhuang also sent a message: "sister, take good care of brother sang Yan. I charge for you!!! 】

Fu Zhuang: [I heard from the police that sang Yange was still alive after he was injured. It seems that he can still play 800. Don't worry too much. 】

looking at this, Wen Yifan couldn't help laughing. She replied one by one, apologizing and thanking. After a long time, she put down her cell phone and lay down on the bed.

Wen Yifan's emotional cognition is particularly slow.

After "communication" went to work, I didn't feel much about this team. I just felt that the working environment was much better than before. Although the workload is still higher than before, it is easier than when I worked in Yihe radio and television.

But this moment.

Wen Yifan suddenly realized that she seemed to like the team.

I thought about it for a while. Wen Yifan's mind wandered from one end to another, and then back to this end. I don't know how long later, she thought of what just happened in the bathroom.

And sang Yan's words.

"Just kiss for a while."

I said it.

Just a kiss.

Wen Yifan's ears burned slowly, and he got up to take a bath uneasily. She stares at herself in the mirror, and her brain is occupied by the image.

Man's lips gradually a little bit more blood, kiss like broken rain. His hair was wet with sweat, his eyes were affectionate, and his breath was too sexy to be ignored.

I don't know how long it took.

With sandalwood in the bathroom, filled with a beautiful smell.

"Come here." Seeing that she seemed to be going back, sang Yan grabbed her and said in a low voice, "help you wash your hands."

Because of the injury, sang Yan took a week off to rest at home.

Wen Yifan has to go to work as usual. He is only following the report of Che Xingde case. She tried her best to make time, get up early every day to make breakfast for sang Yan, come back at noon, and ask him what he would like for dinner before going home in the evening.

It's like taking care of children.

Sang Yan had a good time.

But after enjoying the emperor's life for only three days, sang Yan began to feel that running back and forth like this could make her tired. In addition, his injury didn't affect his normal life, so he soon went back to work.Under the crazy urging of the director, Wen Yifan began to work overtime every day, hand over with the police and experts, and run to the police station and the scene. Another colleague is in charge of the interview with the suspect's family.

After Che Xingde was arrested, the police investigated his experience. After many interrogations, and having found his hair in Guo Ling's body, he admitted the fact of the crime and confessed all the crimes.

That night four years ago.

Che Xingde was called by Che Yanqin to help at the barbecue stand. When he was near his destination, he met Guo Ling in a remote alley. He knew the girl and remembered that she was always silent and lonely, looked weak and incompetent, and would swallow everything.

He had a lustful heart. After talking to her for a few words, he covered her mouth and dragged her to the depth of the alley.

After that.

Che Xingde thought Guo Ling would bear it and didn't dare to tell anyone. What she thought was totally different from what he thought. She was crying while turning over her cell phone and pretending to call the police.

He threatened a few words, all kinds of dirty words in his mouth.

Guo Ling, however, remained unmoved and called the police. She seemed to have a support. Although she was in great pain, she still choked and said, "I want to tell my father that he will kill you..."

Finally, Che Xingde choked her to death by mistake in panic.

After that, he asked Che Yanqin in the neighborhood for help. Che Yanqin was brought up by Che Xingde, a young general. He was very tolerant of his younger brother and did everything he asked. He was a typical "supporting younger brother devil".

So no matter how scared and angry she was, she didn't want to see him in prison and had to help him deal with the body. They packed Guo Ling in with the big black plastic bag in the store, wrapped it in several layers outside, and then stuffed it into the trunk.

The two brothers and sisters didn't mention it to anyone.

I thought I could hide it.

……

Typing the last word of the press release, Wen Yifan checked it and sent it to the editor.

The editor's room is quiet and normal. Staring at the screen, Wen Yifan is a little absent-minded. He somehow recalls his self trapped in Chen Xi's house many years ago.

I heard Aunt Chen say that the moment Che Xingde was released, I was thinking about something in my heart.

Wen Yifan can't remember clearly.

But at this moment, Wen Yifan wanted to go back to the past, to his own face at that time. She wanted to touch the girl's head and tell her that everything she did was right.

Whatever the outcome, it's not a matter of shame.

Don't feel dirty when you get stained by the bad guys.

It doesn't matter.

The person you like, he will think you are brave.

He'll thank you.

Protected his girl.

The report was broadcast the next morning.

Before going off work that day, Wen Yifan received a call from Guo Ling's father. After she returned to Nanwu, she received several phone calls from him, all of which were to provide her with information and inquire about various things.

Maybe he saw the news. This time he came to thank you.

Hang up the phone, Wen Yifan sat in the same place for a while, just picked up things out of the company. She went to the parking lot to find sang Yan's car, got into the driver's seat and drove in the direction of his company.

During this time, the two were completely reversed.

Fearing that sang Yan's driving was unsafe, Wen Yifan began to pick him up to work every day.

When Wen Yifan arrived at the gate of sangyan company, he happened to come out, followed by Zheng Kejia, as if talking to him. Soon, sang Yan came to the car.

She turned her head and looked straight at him.

Sang Yan didn't notice her eyes. He put on his seat belt and went straight in: "Wen Shuangjiang, your stepsister just asked me to tell you to go back to her house when you have time."

“……”

Wen Yifan didn't think about it. He just said nothing.

Sang Yan glanced at her: "do you want to go?"

Wen Yifan shook his head: "no plan."

Sang Yan said nothing more.

This morning after work, I thought of Fu Zhuang's saying that there was a food festival nearby.

After asking sang Yan for advice, Wen Yifan drove the car to the neighborhood and found a parking space. After getting out of the car, she took him by the hand and calculated the time: "is it time to remove the stitches tomorrow?"

Sang Yan said softly.

"I'm off in turn tomorrow. I can go with you." Wen Yifan's voice was gentle and his speaking speed was slow. He began to share today's events with him. "Sang Yan, I got a call from Guo Ling's father again today."

Just a few days after the food festival started, the square was crowded with a lot of people.

Sang Yan looked at the road and pulled her to avoid pedestrians: "what did you say?"

"He said thank you for reporting truthfully and for being so attentive. That's probably what he meant." Speaking of this, Wen Yifan was a little embarrassed, "but isn't it all my work?"Sang Yan said casually, "it's your job, but I can also praise you for your good work."

Wen Yifan was silent for a long time before he said, "I didn't really like the job of journalist before."

Hearing this, sang Yan said: "hmm?"

After thinking about it, Wen Yifan said, "it has nothing to do with this industry. At that time, I felt like everything was the same except dancing. "

For the first time, sang Yan just looked at her and didn't speak.

"In fact, I lied to you about another thing," Wen Yifan said, blinking his eyes. Compared with what he felt at the beginning, he only felt calm. "When I was a sophomore in high school, it's not because I can't jump, but because my stepfather thought it was expensive, so my mother told me not to jump."

“……”

Sang Yan was stunned for a moment. He didn't think about the reason at all and didn't know how to react.

"After giving up at that time, I didn't think about it any more. Because I'm not very good at fighting for things for myself. " Wen Yifan said, "after doing anything, I feel dull." Sang Yan stopped and asked her, "do you still want to dance?"

"If it had been a few years earlier, I would have thought so." Wen Yifan gave a serious answer and then laughed, "but I finished writing the press release on Che Xingde's case yesterday, and today I received a call from Guo Ling's father -"

"

Wen Yifan eyes bent: "I suddenly found that I used to like to be a journalist."

It turns out that dreams can also change imperceptibly.

She used to think that she was only good at dancing, so after being deprived of the wings to fly up, she felt that she had no other ability. She only lives in the shadow and is not willing to accept anything else.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with life.

Noticing that she was really happy, sang Yan lowered her eyelashes and said in a low voice, "just like it."

After two seconds, he added: "it's good to only show your partner in the future."

“……”

Wen Yifan immediately looked at him. He was quiet for a moment. He couldn't help laughing: "Sang Yan, did you like watching me dance before?"

“……” Mulberry extended eyelid to move, pour also straightforward, "just discover?"

"Then I can't jump now."

"So what?" Sang Yan didn't care at all, and his tone was very tugging. "I like you in other ways, too."

……

They walked around inside.

Wen Yifan's taste is light. He doesn't even like to touch his drink. The most common drink is boiled water. She was not interested in the snacks inside, and she didn't let sang Yan eat them, for fear that it would affect his wound.

Finally, Wen Yifan only bought a bag of handmade sugar at a small stall.

Wen Yifan opened the mouth of the bag, took out one and put it close to Sang Yan's mouth: "do you eat it?"

Sang Yan is not interested in this kind of sweet and greasy thing. He glances at it and shows his resistance: "don't eat it."

"Oh." Wen Yifan knows his taste. She put the sugar into her mouth, tasted it, and gave him Amway, "it's not so sweet. The milk tastes heavier. Do you want to try it?"

Then she took another one from the bag.

Sang Yan said, "OK, I'll try."

"That -" Wen Yifan raised his eyes. Before he finished, he saw that he was staring at himself. The next second, the back of her head was touched by him, and sang Yan's lips fell down. He hooked the sugar in her mouth, bit it, and put it into his mouth.

“……”

Wen Yifan still has sugar in his hand, a little confused.

"OK, I was cheated." Because of this action, sang Yan's lips were stained with a layer of water. He stares at her unexpected appearance and raises the corner of his lip. "It's not very sweet."