Chapter 84

Wen Yifan was a little confused about the situation and didn't know what to do for a while. She turned her head and stared at the open door. In a trance, she felt that sang Yan had come to deliver the express.

"No, Dad. Where do you want me to go for the Spring Festival Sang Yan looked at Li Ping again, his tone was cynical, "don't mom say it's ok? She is willing to let me watch TV for a while. Why are you driving her son away. You are rebellious

“……”

Li Ping was so angry by his bad virtue that she didn't follow him any more. She grabbed his arm and went to the kitchen: "what TV do you watch! Is it a shame for a man to go home and do nothing? "

Then, she turned to Wen Yifan and said, "Yifan, sit down first."

Wen Yifan subconsciously responded with a "good" voice.

Sang Yan lets Li Ping pull and turns to glance at Wen Yifan. Sang Rong said something to Wen Yifan with a smile, and then went into the kitchen: "only, don't just sit there, pour a glass of water for Wen Yifan."

"I see." Sang Zhi waved to her, "elder sister Yifan, you sit here."

Wen Yifan went to sit down, took the cup, and asked in a low voice, "what does your brother do to make uncle and aunt angry?"

Sang Zhi said with a smile, "yes. I've been listening to them nagging my brother for nearly four hours before you come here. "

“……”

"From the beginning of making new year's Eve dinner, we began to scold." Sang Zhi broke his fingers and counted the problems pointed out by his parents. "If you don't go home, don't call, don't send news, don't tell the latest situation, you have to kowtow and beg for a meal with him. Every time you set up a blind date for him, you're going to stand someone up -"

feeling that something is wrong, Sang Zhi added: "but my mother hasn't found a blind date for my brother for a long time."

Mentioning this, Wen Yifan asked again: "why does Auntie always find a blind date for sang Yan?"

Sangzhi didn't need to think about it. He said naturally, "who can bear my brother's bad temper? Of course, I have to find him in advance."

“……”

"But my brother must like you very much," Sang Zhiyuan's eyes slightly curved, seemed to feel some magic. "I haven't seen my brother fall in love, but it's the first time I've seen him so counseling."

Wen Yifan: "hmm? What advice? "

Sang Zhi: "he's worried about being misunderstood by you."

Sitting in the living room, they could hear the movement from the kitchen.

Most of them are Li Ping and sang Rong who are besieging sang Yan.

Li Ping: "take off your coat. Isn't it boring to wear so much in the house?"

Sang Yan: "no, I'm cold."

Sang Rong: "cold what cold, this does not have the heating?"

"Can you roll up your sleeve? It's time to get wet. And what's the matter with your face? I stayed up late and didn't have a good meal? " The more Li Ping said, the more angry he was, "if I ask you to go home, my mother will make some soup for you to mend your body, and you will never come back. People think that your mother is going to kill you."

Sang Yanxiao: "what can I make up for at my age?"

Not for a while.

Li Ping suddenly said, "what's the matter with the scar on your hand?"

Sang Rong also said, "when did you sew the needle?"

Sang Zhiben was chatting with Wen Yifan. When she heard this, she stopped and said, "elder sister Yifan, wait for you." then she got up and ran to the kitchen: "what sewing needle?"

Soon, she seemed to see the scar on Sang Yan's hand, and her tone exploded: "who made it?"

"What's the matter with you," Sang Yan said lazily, "watch your cartoon."

"Smelly boy, tell me quickly, what's the matter?" Li Ping was angry and distressed. "Can you give me a good day to live? Can you look forward to your mother's long life

"What's so serious? It's like I'm going to die the next second. " Sang Yan's tone with the usual impatience, but it is a good explanation, "I'm brave for a just cause, accidentally cut a little skin."

……

After a few minutes, sang returned to his position. Her mood looked bad a lot, asked Wen Yifan in a low voice: "elder sister Yifan, do you know what the situation is?"

Wen Yifan held the cup: "is sang Yan hurt on his hand?"

"Well, I haven't seen his hand hurt when I came back on national day." Sangzhi looked at the scar and thought it was not light at that time. He guessed, "did someone come to make trouble in his bar? I also think that his character is easy to hate... "

“……”

"Will there be anything more serious after that?"

"No, sang Yan met a relative of my great aunt's side," Wen Yifan said with some difficulty, but he didn't hide it. "He happened to be a wanted criminal and was injured in the process of catching him."

Sang Zhi was stunned.

Wen Yifan didn't know what to say.

After a moment, Sang Zhi was relieved: "what a brave man to do for a just cause? I thought my brother was bullshit. That's to do good. It's good that nothing happens. " She began to murmur: "my brother doesn't know how long he is, so he is very good at beating people."Wen Yifan made a sound.

Sang Zhi complained: "my boyfriend was beaten by him and his face turned blue. Not a single piece of meat is good. "

This topic moves quickly, Wen Yifan slightly pause, or took the words down: "why did sang Yan hit your boyfriend?"

"Because they are college classmates, my brother thinks that he cheated me with his age, and then he fooled me all the time..." Sang Zhi sighed, "anyway, he hit people hard."

“……”

"But my brother was beaten by my boyfriend, too." Deeply attached to each other, brother sang, "after they finished, I was half angry, and make complaints about my brother. But they were still in love with each other, making me inside and out of the world. My brother also said that he did not come to Nanwu to find me, but to find his brother. "

Wen Yifan couldn't help laughing.

Maybe he was afraid that she would be nervous. Sang Zhi's words were a little more than before, and he kept talking. Speaking of the end, she suddenly returned to the topic just now: "elder sister Yifan, besides my brother's arm, is there any injury?"

Wen Yifan: "it's also on the waist, but it's not as serious as on the arm. It's all right now. Don't worry

"Well, have you been taking care of him all this time?" Sang Zhi said, "I don't think my parents know about it either."

Wen Yifan nodded, and Wen Sheng said, "but I didn't help either."

Sang Zhi: "I think his wound has recovered very well. It's only a few months."

Wen Yifan wants to say that sang Yan is going to catch Che Xingde because of her, otherwise he won't be hurt.

But I can't tell.

"My brother did a good thing," the little girl said with a clear smile, as if aware of her state. "After that, I'm sure my luck will be better."

Before long, they were called to have dinner by Li Ping.

The new year's Eve dinner is extremely rich. There are all kinds of dishes, which fill the whole table. Thinking of Sang Zhi's words of comfort, Wen Yifan was a little absent-minded. Meanwhile, sang Yan took her hand from under the table and squeezed it gently.

She looked sideways.

Sang Yan also looked at her, as if in the eyes asked her "still nervous.".

Wen Yifan bent his lips and shook his head.

After chatting at the dinner table for a while, Li Ping began to react. She stares at Wen Yifan's face. The more she looks, the more familiar she feels. She asks, "Yifan, have we met before?"

Wen Yifan didn't think that she would remember. He said, "yes. I met you at school when I was in high school. "

“……”

Li Ping remembered this and said in surprise, "ah, are you the little girl who fell in love with ah Yan in high school?"

This words a, the other several people's eyes also put on the body of Wen Yifan. She swallowed the soup slowly and explained, "yes, but we didn't have a puppy love. We were together last year. "

"But this smelly boy liked you at that time, and we didn't hide it from him." Thinking of this, Li Ping felt funny, "after I came back from school, I talked with a Yan several times, let him now focus on learning, don't think about these."

Wen Yifan: "well, we were really young at that time."

"He didn't listen to me at all. He was rebellious from childhood to adulthood." Li Ping took a light glance at sang Yan, "but then I don't know why I suddenly started to study hard, and then I graduated from University for several years without finding an object."

Sang Rong also laughs: "frighten us, think this kid is affected by our words."

Sang Yan was silent.

Sang Zhi bit the rice and said vaguely, "is it possible that he talked secretly?"

Li Ping: "I asked hao'an about Qian Fei. They don't know about it at all. I'm afraid that there's something wrong with Ayan's psychology, so I've been looking for a blind date for him. "

Hearing this, it was like thinking of something. Sang Yan's chopsticks stopped. He looked lazy and said with a smile: "later he found me a man's blind date."

“……” Li Ping choked and said, "isn't that a girl you don't want to go? Can I not think about that? How far has your mother given in for you? "

Sang Rong and Sang Zhi laugh at the same time.

Wen Yifan lowers his head and laughs inexplicably.

……

After dinner, the family sat on the sofa and began to watch the Spring Festival Gala, but most of the time they were talking. Until the end of ShouSui, the two elders gave red envelopes to three of them, and then went back to their room to sleep.

Back in Sangzhi's room, they talked for a while, and Sangzhi's mobile phone rang.

The person calling seems to be Duan Jiahui.

Seeing this, Wen Yifan wants to leave some private space for Sang Zhi, so he just gets up and leaves the room. She went to the door of sonyan's room and knocked on it. Inside soon came sang Yan's voice: "the door is unlocked."

Wen Yifan twisted the handle of the door and went in.

At this time, sang Yan was sitting on the sofa in the room, with a game handle in his hand, playing the game carelessly. He raised his eyelashes and looked at her: "still not sleeping?"Wen Yifan closed the door and said, "I'll sleep later."

"You want to come and sleep with me?"

"No

Sang Yan raised his chin and said, "go back now."

“……”

As did not hear, Wen Yifan self-care to sit next to him: "what are you playing?"

Sang Yan shoved the handle to her, hooked her waist, increased her strength, and held her to her leg. He seemed a little sleepy, chin on her shoulder, palm around her hand: "teach you."

He played with him for a while.

Although his hand is also moving, the whole process is basically controlled by sang Yan. Wen Yifan looks at his own character's blood bar on the screen, but the other person's blood bar has been reduced until there is no left.

In this case.

Wen Yifan also has the illusion that he is very powerful. She became interested and said, "I'll try it myself."

Sang Yanshun released his hand from the ground and watched her play.

I thought the result would be similar to just now.

But the difference between playing by himself and playing by sang Yan is very far. In less than a minute, the character controlled by Wen Yifan was defeated, and even the opposite drop of blood was not buckled.

Sang Yan laughed a few times, his chest trembled, and commented: "food."

Wen Yifan looked at him: "can you double mode?"

"Yes," Sang Yanyou said, "but I'm better than a computer."

“……”

At the request of Wen Yifan, sang Yan switched the double mode and picked up another handle. He didn't want to let Wen Yifan's meaning, the action seems casual, but every time can buckle her half of the blood.

After being killed three times mercilessly by him.

When Wen Yifan put down the handle, he felt that time was almost up, and he didn't want to stay.

"I went back to bed."

"What are you doing?" Sang Yan pulled her back and said with a smile, "didn't he say that he wanted to teach you? You're going to be a teacher after that time. I can't teach you a lesson. "

Wen Yifan thought about it, and felt that what he said seemed right: "then you continue to teach me."

While they were playing games, they chatted with each other.

Sang Yan asked, "will you still live here tomorrow?"

Wen Yifan nodded: "well, I like your home."

From the beginning of knowing sang Yan, Wen Yifan knew that he must live in a very happy family. Otherwise, it should be impossible to cultivate such a character as him.

Proud, confident and passionate.

It's like light.

I think of what sang Yan's family called him.

Ayan.

It's just the beginning of the word changed.

It seems to become gentle.

Wen Yifan licked his lips and suddenly called him: "Sang Yan."

Sang Yan: "hmm?"

"Your sister has a nickname, Zhizhi. Do you have one?" Without waiting for him to answer, Wen Yifan continued, "is it right to read the first sound, called 'Yanyan'

“……” Sang Yan pulled her face, some speechless, "No."

"Then read on to the second tone?" Wen Yifan said, "it's called Yanyan."

"Are you sleepy?" Sang Yan stared at her and suddenly laughed, "what are you talking about here?"

"Oh, that's it." Wen Yifan was silent for two seconds and said, "ah Yan."

“……”

Seeing his slightly stunned expression, Wen Yifan went to kiss his lips, then got up and said naturally, "I'm going to bed."

Sonyan quickly pulled her back: "what are you calling me?"

Wen Yifan half prostrate on his body, no longer embarrassed, lips bent: "a Yan."

Sonyan's Adam's apple glided, kissing the corner of her lip.

"Well, that's what I'm going to say."

The meeting with Sang Yan's parents made Wen Yifan's daily life an extra trip every week. She likes the atmosphere of Sang Yan's family very much, so she will take sang Yan back to his home for dinner when she is free.

The total number of times that sang Yan went home during this period can be equal to that in the second half of last year.

They decided to move on the 28th.

One week in advance, he began to pack up. The night before he moved, Wen Yifan continued to finish his work. Her room has been tidied up for most of the time, leaving only a litter to be cleaned up.

Wen Yifan cleaned up for a while, and the door was knocked from the outside.

"Just come in," she said casually

Sang yantui opened the door and came in. He glanced around her and frowned: "don't sit on the ground. Isn't it a physiological period?"

Wen Yifan had to stand up.

Sang Yan: can I help you

Wen Yifan pointed to the direction of the desk: "then you help me put the things over there. I've put them on the desk.""All right."

With that, sang Yan lifted up the information on the table and piled it into the box. When he moved to the last pile, he seemed to notice something. He took it up slowly and looked at it.

It's a little book.

At this time, it was put in reverse, revealing the back of the book. A huge name was signed on the top with a water-based pen, occupying the whole page on the back. Looking at the mess, it was difficult to recognize the corresponding words.

Next to Wen Yifan is still talking: "how is your room cleaned up?"

Sang Yan didn't answer.

Wen Yifan said, "I'll help you later, too?"

Sang Yan remained silent.

Wen Yifan feels strange and looks at it.

See sangyan hand holding a book, look means unknown. On the book is the name Mu Chengyun signed for her a long time ago.

“……”

After a meal, Wen Yifan felt numb, but he didn't think he could recognize it. She dropped her eyes again, pretending to continue to pack things as usual: "we should be able to pack up before 11 o'clock -"

"Wen Shuang Jiang," Sang Yan interrupted her, "you are quite brave."

“……”

"You should explain to me that you treasure your pursuit so much. Oh --" Sang Yan's words are a little bit heavier, and he deliberately changed his words, "what's the signature of former colleague?"

Wen Yifan didn't know how he recognized it. He told the truth: "I just put it there and didn't treasure it."

"Who is this boy?"

"It's the ghost in the wake of a dream." Remembering what Su Tian had said before, Wen Yifan said again, "he seems to have participated in a talent show now, and his popularity is quite high."

Sang Yan only saw the film, recalled it, and said with no expression: "I really like it."

Wen Yifan: "what

Sang Yan: "OK, give it to me."

“……”

Wen Yifan thought that his appearance was a little funny: "you can take it if you like."

……

After finishing the rest of the things, Wen Yifan thought it was almost done: "OK, I'll get the rest up in the morning. Now go clean up your room. There are still some things left in the living room and kitchen

Sang Yan made a sound, and followed her with the little broken book with Mu Chengyun in his hand.

After entering the room, sang Yan put the book on the table at will. Just touching the mouse, the screen lights up. Wen Yifan subconsciously scanned his eyes and suddenly noticed a familiar online game icon on his desktop.

Wen Yifan stared at it for a few seconds and pointed, "do you also play this game?"

Sang Yan glanced softly: "well."

Wen Yifan shared with him: "I played this game in college, but I haven't played it for a long time."

Sang Yanxiao: "yes."

After that, Wen Yifan didn't pay any more attention to this, scanning the room. Compared with her room, sang Yan's room is neat, all kinds of items are put into the carton, all put aside.

There's nothing to pack up.

"Sit, there's nothing to close." Sang Yan thought of something and went to the door again. "I just boiled brown sugar water for you. I'll see what it looks like."

Wen Yifan nodded, but still helped him to check if there was anything missing. Glanced at the bookcase, it was empty. She turned, opened the closet and saw that there were only a few coats left.

The line of sight is from top to bottom.

Wen Yifan suddenly noticed that a medium-sized storage box was placed in the corner under the wardrobe. Thinking it was something he had missed, she raised her hand to move it out. The box is very heavy. I don't know what's in it.

I feel that the weight is not like clothes, but more like books.

Wen Yifan opened it at random.

At first glance, it is a yellow newspaper.

Wen Yifan stopped, and then continued to look down, found that all the newspapers. I don't know why sang Yan put so many old newspapers here. She curiously picked up the top one and looked at it.

Look at the words on the main page.

Yihe daily.

Saturday, July 27, 2013.

Yihe's newspaper?

Why are you here.

Wen Yifan was stunned, and an idea appeared in his mind. She couldn't believe it. She swept all the signatures on the page. Then she turned over and fixed her eyes.

In one of the sections, I saw my name.

Yihe Daily reporter Wen Yifan

Wen Yifan's face froze and turned down.

Turn it again.

Turn it again.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012.

……

Sunday, April 22, 2012.

……

Friday, March 11, 2011.Until you turn to the bottom one.

Tuesday, December 13, 2010.

This day, Wen Yifan remembers quite clearly.

It was the day when she first wrote after she went to Yihe daily as an intern.

It's under the pressure.

There are countless round-trip air tickets from Nanwu to Yihe, all kinds of unknown tickets, and a photo.

Wen Yifan held his breath and rubbed the sweat on his clothes. After a while, I reached out and picked up the photo.

In the photo stands a large number of students, all wearing black bachelor's clothes. One of the girls, who was extraordinarily good-looking, stood in the middle. She seems to have heard something, different from others, looking in the direction of the camera.

Eyes with a loss, no focal length.

I don't know who the person with the camera will be.

She thought it was just a dream scene.

Wen Yifan's throat is astringent.

She clenched her fist, turned the picture over, and immediately saw the man's handwriting.

Different from the past wanton arrogance, this word is written in a correct way. It's like the utmost seriousness.

Only four words.

Happy graduation.