Chapter 81

"Isn't it the same as that? Yes, it will save me a lot of trouble. " Sang Yan said slowly, "every wish says what I want to do."

Thinking of last year's birthday wish, Wen Yifan couldn't help retorting: "the wish I wanted last year is related to my work."

"Well? You remember wrong Sang Yan is very shameless, "you said you want me to be your object."

“……”

They walked along the street.

Sang Yan continued to ask, "is there anything else?"

"Are you going to give me three chances to make a wish?" But Wen Yifan has no desire, staring at his tall and generous back, thinking for a long time, "then you carry me."

As soon as the words came out, Wen Yifan remembered that he had just removed the stitches this morning: "forget it, I'll still --"

before she finished, sang Yan had already bent over and said, "come up."

“……”

Wen Yifan stares at him and quickly climbs up: "that's good for a while."

Sang Yan stood up, carried her on his back and said, "is there any more?"

Wen Yifan suddenly understood that he seemed to realize many wishes for her. She looked at his side face, bent up her lips, and suddenly felt that it was really something to look forward to on her birthday: "then smile."

Sang Yan swept her head.

Wen Yifan reached out to hook his chin and behaved like a good woman: "I want to see your pear vortex."

Sang yanpi didn't smile: "I don't have that thing."

"Why don't you admit that you have one?" Wen Yifan was a little puzzled when he mentioned this. He poked the place where there was pear vortex on his lips according to his impression. "It's so cute. I want to have one, too."

“……”

Lovely.

Mulberry Yan eyebrow heart a jump, remind a way: "Wen Shuang falls, don't take this word to describe me."

Staring at his tough guy's heavy burden, Wen Yifan couldn't help laughing and began to pinch his face. Her strength is not light or heavy, like trying to pinch out his pear Vortex: "Sang Yan, I like your pear vortex very much."

Like a receiver, sang Yan let her pinch. This time, he acquiesced that he had pear vortex.

"Why don't you like me?"

"That's what I said," Wen Yifan began to make a wish again, "then you can't show others your pear vortex."

As soon as sang Yan stopped, he suddenly felt a little funny: "Wen Shuangjiang, how do you say you have become so crazy?"

Wen Yifan's eyes are bent into beautiful crescent moon, and his speaking speed is slow, but he seems to be upright: "don't you make me make a wish?"

"All right." Sang Yan is particularly easy to talk today. He seems to have no bottom line at all. He always asks for everything from her. "In the future, there will only be pear vortex in front of you."

Wen Yifan took back his hand with a smile.

Sang Yan said again, "is there anything else?"

Wen Yifan thought to himself.

Just passing by a milk tea shop.

There is a song about the recent fire, she's you used to be a teenager.

/Many years ago / you have a pair of clear eyes /

/ running / like a spring lightning /

/If you fall in love with someone, you are not afraid to give your whole life /

Wen Yifan's eyelashes move and suddenly raises his eyes and stares at the man in front of him.

He was looking at the front, black hair and black eyes, the curve of his side face was hard and smooth, with a bit of sharpness. Over the years, his appearance has matured a lot, but the sense of youth between his eyebrows and eyes is still full.

Let Wen Yifan instantly remember, when he was young, he put the basketball into her hand, and then I don't know where to help her borrow money. At that time, he was able to help her borrow money. Up to now, he still has the patience to ask her birthday wishes one by one, just as he did at the beginning.

One by one to help her achieve.

Wen Yifan gradually stupefied, nose began to pan acid, inexplicably looked back.

From this angle, Wen Yifan can still see the corner of the cafe from a distance. It seems to be disappearing.

I can't see Zhao Yuandong at all.

At this moment, Wen Yifan's negative emotion just surged up. Her heart was a little empty, and she felt as if she had said goodbye to the past.

It was as if something had been dug out of her heart.

On her 25th birthday.

Take back your sight, Wen Yifan buries his face in Sang Yan's neck.

Noticing her movement, sang Yan looked over again: "what? Haven't you thought about it yet? "

Only then did Wen Yifan realize that she didn't seem as indifferent as she showed. Her eyes gradually wet, a little bit stained with his neck, cold: "Sang Yan."

Thornton said, "what's the matter?"

"Except for you," Wen Yifan hooked his neck, holding back the trembling in his voice, "no one loves me."“……”

I do not know when to start, two people away from the bustling streets.

Under the dim street lamp, sang Yan stopped. Light and shadow crisscross, his face becomes not very clear, just looking at the back of Wen Yifan, eyes dark and unknown.

"I only love you," he said in a light voice

From the young heart, has continued to the present, and then to the future of every moment.

I only love you.

“……”

Wen Yifan raised his eyes, through the fog filled eyes, to his line of sight.

"Wen Shuang comes down," Sang Yan raised his eyebrows and laughed. He raised his head to kiss her chin and said slowly and seriously, "make another wish."

Wen Yifan's nasal voice is still very heavy: "what?"

Under the grand night, the hot wind was blowing on the street. It was so quiet that no one else could be seen. It seemed that there were only two of them left in the world.

Two people only look at each other, as if there is no room for anyone.

Make another wish.

Except for me.

There will be a lot of people who love you.

Once the frost has passed, it seems that the tropical zone has also gone, and the winter of Nanwu city will come with it. With the passage of time, sang Yan's wound gradually recovered, leaving only a shallow scar.

Wen Yifan checked a lot of methods to remove scars. It took him several days to make his scars fade.

Time unknowingly to the end of the year.

When an interview came back to Taiwan, Wen Yifan was interviewed by the suburb Gan Hongyuan. It's almost this year's annual meeting. Seeing that her resume says that she has ten years of dance experience, I asked her to prepare a program to win honor for the "communication" column.

Wen Yifan was caught off guard: "director, I've danced for ten years, but I haven't danced for nearly ten years."

Gan Hongyuan smilingly took the thermos bottle and drank tea: "it's OK, it's better than nothing. What's more, it's all for fun. We don't have many young girls here. We're all old men. We don't like to watch them. "

Wen Yifan said euphemistically, "but I don't have time to practice, and I haven't practiced my basic skills for a long time. I still have a lot of follow-up reports to follow..."

Gan Hongyuan nodded, very intimate: "you don't have to report the topic for me recently, so make good preparations for the program. Don't make it too festive. Our group needs to be different, you know? Do something about literature and art. "

“……”

Wen Yifan said a few more rejections, which were rejected by Gan Hongyuan one by one.

In the end, she was driven to the shelves.

Back to the position, Su Tian curiously came over: "what's the Director looking for you for? About the annual meeting? "

Wen Yifan looked over and said, "have you been found, too?"

"Yes, but I'm not good at it. He said one thing and I refuted another." Su Tian really can't do it. She said with a playful smile, "when sister Lin was here last year, she took the initiative to prepare for it. If she can't find anyone this year, the director will be very worried. I think he has just found several people, and now it seems that he has decided you. "

Wen Yifan has a headache.

"If you don't mind, just jump. You saw last year's annual meeting. There are few performances you can watch, but they are very lively. " Su Tian comforted her, "and there are prizes. By the way, you can let the mulberry duck king come with you. "

Wen Yifan straightened up slightly after hearing the speech.

Su Tian half joked: "maybe he would like to see you dance."

Wen Yifan looks at Su Tian, as if he thinks of something, and his helpless face is swept away. She supported the side face, lightly licked the lower lip corner: "well, I'll go back and think about it."

……

When he got home, sang Yan didn't come back. She first went back to her room to take a bath. When she came out of the living room, she heard sang Yan's voice: "your brother, I'm post-90s, thank you."

“……”

Hearing these words, Wen Yifan immediately knew who was on the opposite side of the screen.

She went to the fridge to get a cup of yogurt. When she sat down next to Sang Yan, he made a long voice: "if you don't talk about business for a long time, you have to tell me why you don't agree. If it's old, I can't help it. After all, you're a little bit of an old man. "

Wen Yifan drinks yogurt silently.

I don't know how sang Yan lived so long.

When he finished his speech, Wen Yifan asked, "what's the matter?"

Sang Yan said lazily, "she's going to take Duan Jiaxu home for the new year. She says my parents don't agree with them very much."

"Ah?" Wen Yifan instantly had a feeling of empathy and said, "why don't you agree?"

Sang Yan didn't seem to think it was a big deal: "I don't know. I guess I'm too old."

Wen Yifan felt more dangerous: "I should be the same age as Duan Jiaxu."

Sang Yan is right: "we, after 90."

“……”

Wen Yifan did not understand what his "old" standard was.Then, sang Yan looked at her, as if taking this as an introduction, and suddenly put forward: "Wen Shuang Jiang, will you come home with me for the new year this year?"

Just listening to the attitude of Sang Yan's parents towards Duan Jiaxu, Wen Yifan is very sad.

"What if your parents don't agree?"

Sang Yan raised his eyebrow: "you don't have to worry about that."

Wen Yifan: "why?"

"They don't have high requirements for me to find a partner," Sang Yan said casually. He didn't seem to think there was any problem with this low standard. "Just be a girl."

I feel that sang Yan's condition is not so anxious, but his mother seems to have been looking for a blind date for him, for fear that he won't find a wife.

Wen Yifan doesn't know why.

But she did not ask, seriously agreed: "then I'll pick a gift, do your parents have anything they like?"

"Well? It's OK not to buy. " Sang Yangou lips, seems to be in a good mood, "want to buy me to go with you at that time."

"Good." Wen Yifan put down his heart and wondered whether he wanted to talk to Sang Yan about the annual meeting, but he didn't know what he would be like at that time, so he had to ask his time first, "by the way, are you free on the evening of the 22nd?"

"I'm not sure," said sonyan. "What's the matter?"

"No, it's the annual meeting of the company." Wen Yifan drooped his eyes, did not say too clearly, "can take family members."

Sang Yan immediately understood: "do you have a performance?"

“……” Wen Yifan didn't know how he guessed it. He pretended to be calm and said, "well, sing a song with Su Tian. You can come over if you want to see it. "

Sang Yan didn't think about it too much. He said, "OK."

The day before the annual meeting, Wen Yifan took a rotation. She wanted to have a good night's rest and practice dancing when she woke up, but she was tossed by sang Yan all night and didn't fall asleep until dawn.

Wen Yifan doesn't want to move at all.

Half asleep and half awake, sang Yan's mobile phone seemed to ring all the time.

Later, for fear of disturbing her, sang Yan got up and went out of the room. I don't know what happened, she struggled to open her eyes to see him for a few seconds, and then she was trapped again and pulled into the dream.

Before long, Wen Yifan heard a knock at the entrance.

She covered her ears with a pillow, waiting for sang Yan to open the door.

But the knock continued for more than half a minute.

Wen Yifan gets up and gets to the top of the bed. He gets up and gets out of the room. She glanced blankly and heard a shower in the toilet.

Wen Yifan went to the entrance, opened the wooden door and asked, "who is it?"

The man outside was wearing a takeout uniform: "your takeout."

Wen Yifan's brain can't work at all. He just wants to finish it and go back to sleep. She took the delivery and closed the door. She didn't even bother to look. She put the bag on the dining table and went back to sonyan's room to sleep.

I don't know how long it took.

Wen Yifan heard the sound of Sang Yan's bath. He pushed the door open and came in, with the smell of sandalwood on his body. He sat down beside her and asked, "who just came?"

She put the quilt on top of her head and didn't mean to take care of him.

She did not continue to quarrel, sang Yan got up and went out, and soon came back. I don't know what he saw. He picked her up across the quilt and asked, "Hello, Wen Shuangjiang. Angry? "

Wen Yifan quickly put up with enough, pulled the quilt down: "I want to sleep."

"That thing is Duan Jiaxu. Give me some -"

"Sang Yan," Wen Yifan interrupted him and said seriously, "if you want to disturb my sleep again, I won't pay attention to you for the next week. Do you understand

“……”

Sang Yandun a few seconds, pick eyebrow smile: "how can you still learn me to talk."

Wen Yifan got into the quilt again, turned over and turned his back to him.

"My sister has returned to Nanwu. I'll go out and pick her up." Sang Yan didn't know how the girl could get up so angry. Her voice was a little lower. "Let's go out for dinner later."

Like not listening at all, Wen Yifan completely ignored him.

Staring at her like this, sang Yan felt a little itchy. He chuckled a few times, especially to catch her, pulled the quilt down, no scruples to the arms, forced to kiss.

Aware that she seems to be angry again, sang Yan immediately helps her to wrap up the quilt.

It's like not doing anything.

Sang Yan had a clear conscience and said, "OK, sleep. I'm out. "

……

After that, Wen Yifan tossed and turned for a long time and couldn't sleep much. Because of lack of sleep, she was in a very irritable mood. She got up and saw that sang Yan sent her a message: "wake up and tell me. 】

Wen Yifan didn't want to talk to him at all and didn't reply.

After washing, Wen Yifan looked at the takeout on the table and noticed the note on the ticket.

My boyfriend has a fever and can't get in touch for three days. I can't come back from other places. Please wake him up for dinner. Thank you.“……”

It seems that the takeout was ordered by sang Yan. What did he mean by that?

Are you afraid you can't get up?

Wen Yifan didn't think too much. He took the takeout and sat down in front of the sofa. He turned on the TV and found a TV play about the recent fire. As she ate and watched, her cell phone rang twice from time to time.

She looked and saw that nothing was wrong, but she still didn't reply.

In the middle of the meal, the door of the entrance suddenly moved. She got up to open the door and saw that the man outside was Sang Zhi. She was stunned: "only, how did you come here?"

"My brother told me to come up." Seeing the ticket on the takeout, Sang Zhi pointed to it, looking at it as if he felt guilty. "Elder sister Yifan, are you angry with my brother because of this?"

As soon as this word falls, Wen Yifan ponders silently that he is angry. Is it obvious that this matter appears? He looks at xiaopiao. Before long, she was a little at a loss: "no, I ate it all..."

Sang Zhi was relieved: "I thought you would misunderstand my brother's cheating."

Be quiet for a few seconds.

All of a sudden, Wen Yifan realized that this is what the content on the note seems to mean. She lowered her eyes and asked slowly, "ah, does that mean cheating?"

“……”

I talked with Sang Zhi again.

Seeing that it's time for lunch, and fearing that the little girl was hungry, Wen Yifan got up and went into the kitchen, intending to cook noodles for her. Sang Zhi followed her and said, "elder sister Yifan, my brother asked you to go downstairs to have a meal together. Don't we go?"

Wen Yifan said gently, "I've already eaten. Do you want to eat out?"

Sang Zhi blinked: "I'd better eat what you made."

Before long, there was a sound in the porch. Sang Zhi took the initiative to open the door.

Sonyan came in from the outside. He was wearing a black windbreaker and trousers of the same color, which made him look cool with wide shoulders and long legs. Noticing his appearance, Wen Yifan recalled his crazy quarrel with her in the morning.

And that bad look that doesn't feel like you have any problems.

Wen Yifan pursed his lips and didn't want to talk to him at all.

Seeing them both in the kitchen, sang Yan asked casually, "what are you two doing?"

Sang Zhi replied, "my sister-in-law is cooking noodles for me."

Hearing the word "sister-in-law", Wen Yifan turned his head and ran into sang Yan's sight for two seconds. Then she looked at Sang Zhi and thought of the contents of the note. She deliberately reminded him, "don't call me that. Your brother is cheating."

Sang Yan