"… …"
If this continued, Wen Yifan felt that she would be brainwashed by Sang Yan.
— — She had long heard about the stunning beauty of the top dog in the shop. She traveled thousands of miles just to see him. Even though she found out that this top dog used to be her suitor, she was still moved by it. She then tried every means possible to make her presence in front of him.
All her actions in front of him were purposeful.
Wen Yifan resisted the urge to complain and calmly replied: So it fell at your place.
Wen Yifan: Sorry, I've troubled you again. Why don't I go get it from you when it's convenient for you?
After thinking about it, she felt that they could completely avoid meeting each other: Or you can leave the key at your bar, I'll go get it from the bar counter. What do you think?
She waited for a while.
He didn't reply immediately.
Wen Yifan wasn't in a hurry, so she didn't spend time waiting for him. She continued to work, seriously revised the first draft and sent it to the editor. She picked it up and glanced at it when she heard her phone ring.
Sang Yan: I'm not free these few days.
Wen Yifan patiently replied: When will you be free?
The next moment.
Sang Yan sent a voice message and said in a lazy tone, "Saturday night."
Saturday night … …
Wen Yifan thought for a while.
She was off on Sunday.
She could get the key from him on Saturday night and return it to the former landlord on Sunday. It seemed to be just right. She just had to tell the landlord that it would be a few days later, but it shouldn't be a problem.
Wen Yifan: [Alright.]
Wen Yifan: Why don't we meet at OverTime Bar or somewhere near your house?
Wen Yifan: I don't want to trouble you to go too far.
After about half a minute, Sang Yan sent two more voice messages.
Wen Yifan clicked on them.
Sang Yan sneered and said slowly, "My house?"
"… …"
Wen Yifan's eyelids twitched.
The voice message ended and automatically skipped to the next one.
From Sang Yan's words, Wen Yifan could clearly hear the message, "Don't be too obvious about your intentions", but he didn't say it out loud, "Hmm? Don't. "
Sang Yan: "Just come to the entrance of OverTime Bar."
"… …"
She had thought that since both sides had taken off their masks, their interaction would be more normal. However, Sang Yan's sense of superiority was too strong, perhaps because he had received too much attention in the past few years.
As a result, no matter how normal things were, he would always feel that others had ulterior motives towards him.
At this moment, Wen Yifan clearly realized that she had to be extremely focused when speaking in front of Sang Yan.
He couldn't even talk about anything related to himself.
Wen Yifan heaved a sigh of relief and replied: [Okay.]
After that, Wen Yifan put the phone aside.
The editor had just mailed her the revision comments. Wen Yifan opened it and noticed the time on the bottom right corner of the computer.
His thoughts drifted for a moment.
She suddenly remembered that the last time she met Sang Yan was two days after New Year's Day. The key must have been lost at that time. It had been almost a week since then.
Why did he only tell her about the key now?
Was he waiting for her to contact him because he didn't want to?
There seemed to be such a possibility.
Wen Yifan didn't care too much about this matter.
After working overtime, Wen Yifan returned home.
She saw Wang Linlin lying on the sofa in the living room as soon as she entered the door. She was watching TV while applying a facial mask. There was a bowl of fruit salad next to her. She seemed to be in a good mood as she was humming a song.
Wen Yifan took the initiative to call her, "Linlin."
Wang Linlin said vaguely, "You're back? You seem to be quite early today. "
"Yeah, there aren't many things to do today."
"This job must be tiring." Wang Linlin muttered, "I've been working in 'Communication' for a few years. So many people have left. Who can stand working overtime without increasing the pay? Look at how many people in our group are sick. Their salaries are all used to go to the hospital. "
Wen Yifan just smiled, "It's alright."
"By the way, Yifan," Wang Linlin said as she sat up and asked, "Did you wake up in the middle of the night last night?"
Wen Yifan was stunned, "No."
Wang Linlin seemed to have mentioned it casually, "I think I was dreaming. Why did I feel movement in the living room when I was half asleep? I looked at the time, it was already three o 'clock in the morning. "
"… …" Hearing this, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered a habit that she used to have. However, it had not happened for a long time, and Wang Linlin wasn't too sure about what she said. She thought about it and decided not to mention it.
"Mmm." Wen Yifan looked at the time and took the initiative, "Linlin, I'm going to take a shower first."
"Wait, you can shower later." Wang Linlin stopped her and patted the seat next to her, "Yifan, let's talk. Sit here, I have something to tell you. "
Wen Yifan obediently walked over, "What's wrong?"
"You have to promise me first." Wang Linlin took off her mask and threw it into the trash can. Her expression was a little flattering, "You won't be angry after listening to me."
Wen Yifan nodded, "Okay."
"I told you just now, this job is really tiring. I can't even afford a bag that my boyfriend bought for me with my monthly salary. I've been working for this long and it's really my limit. "Wang Linlin said," I submitted my resignation to the director a few days ago. I'm not going to work anymore. My cousin introduced me to a job at Gaozikou … … "
Speaking of this, she paused and lowered her voice, "Isn't it still quite far away?"
Wen Yifan instantly understood what she meant, "You're not going to live here anymore?"
Wang Linlin explained, "Please don't be angry. I didn't know that my new job is so far away from here. I was thinking of sharing a room with you."
"… …"
Wang Linlin's attitude was much better than usual, probably because she felt that she was in the wrong, "I should move in a few days. I'll definitely find you a new roommate before I move. What do you think? "
Wen Yifan's mood didn't fluctuate much regarding this matter.
She had thought of this possibility when she heard from Su Tian that Wang Linlin had resigned, so she wasn't too surprised at this moment. Not to mention that she wouldn't be angry.
Wen Yifan looked gentle, "It's okay, I can understand. I'm also happy for you that you can find a suitable job. You don't have to worry too much about a new roommate, I'll figure it out myself. "
"Sigh, Yifan, you're so nice!" Wang Linlin breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her arm coquettishly, "I was worried that you would scold me. When I first found a roommate to share a room with, we had a big fight because of this. "
"… …"
Wang Linlin began to complain after the matter was resolved, "I'm really speechless. I don't think I did anything wrong. Can't I just move away? I didn't expect that I would move so soon when I found her to share a room with me … … "
Wen Yifan curled her lips and didn't speak.
"But Yifan, you're still very reasonable." Wang Linlin smiled sweetly, "I'll definitely find you a reliable roommate."
"No, it's okay."
"Oh, it's okay, don't worry." Wang Linlin said, "I'll definitely ask for your opinion before I look for a roommate. I won't force you to live with the roommate I introduced if you don't like it."
Hearing this, Wen Yifan finally agreed.
"Then I'll have to trouble you."
What Wang Linlin meant was that after she handed over her work and officially resigned, it was almost time for her to move out. Because she had already found a house in Gaozikou, she would move out by next weekend at the latest.
But Wen Yifan wasn't too anxious.
After all, Wang Linlin had already paid a month's rent.
She still had some time to find a new roommate.
But Wen Yifan didn't know many people in Nanwu City. She didn't keep in touch with her classmates anymore. Although she added them through her QQ friend list and had many high school classmates in Nanwu City in her WeChat contact list, she basically didn't keep in touch.
So she wasn't familiar with them.
There was no difference between them and strangers.
Wen Yifan still planned to ask Zhong Siqiao for help.
After all, Zhong Siqiao grew up here and even went to university in Nanwu City. She definitely knew more people than her. Moreover, she felt that the people Zhong Siqiao introduced were reliable and trustworthy.
Unknowingly, it was Saturday night.
Knowing that Sang Yan wouldn't take the initiative to look for her, Wen Yifan sent him a WeChat message when it was almost time to get off work.
When it was almost eight o 'clock, Sang Yan replied: [Come over.]
Wen Yifan hadn't finished writing the outline, but she couldn't let Sang Yan wait for her. She packed her things and planned to continue writing after going home. She said goodbye to the rest of her colleagues and left the company.
When she was about to reach the Fallen Street.
Wen Yifan took out her phone and sent Sang Yan a WeChat message: [I'm almost there.]
After walking for a while, Wen Yifan walked to the pass that she had to pass to enter the Fallen Street. Before she walked in, she noticed that Sang Yan was standing outside the pass.
He was leaning against the black lamppost. His skin was cold and pale under the light, but his face was expressionless as usual. He was still wearing dark clothes, and his aura was cold and unapproachable.
Wen Yifan didn't expect Sang Yan to give it to her personally.
She thought he would put it on the bar counter or find a waiter to pass it to her.
She didn't want to waste too much of his time, so she quickened her pace. Sang Yan had already noticed her when she was about to call him. He lifted his chin slightly, and with a lazy posture, he threw the key into her arms without a word.
Wen Yifan subconsciously reached out and caught it, "Thank you."
Sang Yan nodded slightly.
Wen Yifan put the key back into her pocket and rushed home to write the outline. She never expected Sang Yan to say polite words, so she had to do it herself, "Then I won't bother you anymore, I'll go back first?"
He didn't respond.
"I've troubled you too many times recently." Wen Yifan started to be polite again since he wouldn't agree anyway, "I'll treat you to a meal when you're free. I'm always free. "
Sang Yan smiled, "How many times do you want to say this?"
Sang Yan stared at her without waiting for her to answer, as if he could see through her thoughts at the moment. His lips curled into a shallow arc as he said indifferently, "You won't give up until you get my permission?"
"… …"
"Alright." Sang Yan seemed to be a little impatient from being pestered, he reluctantly said, "Let's do it today."
"… …"
Wen Yifan's expression was a little stiff as she didn't expect to get such a reply.
Noticing her expression, Sang Yan tilted his head and said playfully, "What's wrong?"
Wen Yifan was helpless, "Nothing, what do you want to eat?"
Sang Yan lifted his feet and walked forward, "Anything."
Wen Yifan quickly followed, "Is there anything you don't eat?"
"A lot."
"… …"
Wen Yifan suggested, "Do you want to eat hotpot?"
Sang Yan, "No."
Wen Yifan, "What about barbecue?"
Sang Yan, "It smells the same."
Wen Yifan, "Sichuan cuisine?"
Sang Yan, "It's too spicy."
Wen Yifan, "What about casserole porridge?"
Sang Yan, "No."
"… …"
Wen Yifan had never seen anyone who was more difficult to serve than him.
She always ordered takeout or cooked by herself, she rarely went out to eat. She really couldn't think of anything else now. Wen Yifan sighed and said in a good mood, "Then choose one that you want to eat. I'm fine with anything, I don't have any food restrictions. "
Sang Yan was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang.
He picked up the phone.
Both of them were very close, and the voice on the other end was too loud, so Wen Yifan could clearly hear the voice on the phone, "Sang Yan! Your house exploded! "
"… …" Sang Yan frowned, "Say something human."
"F * ck, no. The downstairs of your house exploded! "The tone of the person on the phone became more and more agitated, and he even started to roar," Your house is on fire! It's almost gone! Come back quickly!!! "
The surroundings became quiet in an instant.
Wen Yifan immediately raised her head and looked at his phone.
"… …"
Sang Yan seemed to think that it was too noisy, so he put the phone back to his ear after the person on the other end finished roaring. His expression didn't change, and he said calmly, "Oh, then help me call 119."
He hung up the phone after he finished speaking.
He looked at Wen Yifan and acted as if nothing happened, "Let's go."
Wen Yifan, "Your house is on fire, aren't you going home?"
Sang Yan asked, "Am I a firefighter?"
"… …"
After a few seconds.
Wen Yifan suddenly asked, "May I ask where your house is?"
Sang Yan glanced at her, "What for?"
Wen Yifan took out her phone from her pocket and said honestly, "I want to rush over to do a report."
"… …"
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