Sang Yan was so angry that he laughed, "What?"
Wen Yifan found Qian Weihua on the communication device and called him. While waiting for the other party to answer, she asked again, "Can you tell me the name and address of the neighborhood?"
Sang Yan, "?"
Before Wen Yifan could get an answer, the other party had already picked up the phone.
Before Wen Yifan could speak, Qian Weihua quickly said, "Great, I was just about to call you. Did you just leave the company? I just received a hotline that there was a fire in the nearby Zhongnan Century City. Come with me to the scene now. "
Wen Yifan hurriedly agreed, told him her specific location, and then hung up.
She looked at Sang Yan.
She felt that the atmosphere was a bit quiet.
Wen Yifan took the initiative to ask, "Do you live in Zhongnan Century City?"
Sang Yan, "… …"
"I have to work overtime, can I treat you to dinner next time?" Wen Yifan paused for a few seconds and asked hesitantly, "My teacher is driving over now, do you want me to give you a lift?"
… …
Three minutes later, the two of them sat in the interview car.
The driver was Qian Weihua, Fu Zhuang also followed and was sitting in the back seat. Sang Yan's car was parked in the parking lot at the mountain pass. He was too lazy to drive back, so Wen Yifan asked him to sit in the back seat while she sat in the front passenger seat.
Fu Zhuang immediately asked, "Yifan, who is this?"
Wen Yifan buckled her seat belt and said casually, "My high school classmate, he lives in Zhongnan Century City. He should be the owner of the house where the fire happened. He has to go back to check on the situation. "
Qian Weihua started the car and said in surprise, "What a coincidence? It's only the beginning of 14 years, how did this happen? "
Fu Zhuang blurted out, "Could this be an ominous sign?"
"… …" Wen Yifan said, "Zhuang, don't talk nonsense."
"But brother, this must be a good omen." Fu Zhuang reacted quickly and looked at Sang Yan. He changed his words in time, "The door to wealth is on fire! Brother, you will be rich this year! "
Sang Yan glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and was too lazy to respond.
"Hey, brother." Fu Zhuang moved closer and felt that Sang Yan looked familiar, "Why do I feel that you look so familiar? Have we met before?"
Wen Yifan sat at the front and lowered her head to check the equipment. When she heard this, she subconsciously thought that Sang Yan would reply with, "Your pick-up line is too low-class." But after waiting for a while, he didn't say anything.
She didn't pay much attention to it.
Perhaps it was because he was not in the mood at the moment.
Zhongnan Century City was very close to here, and it only took a few minutes to drive.
When they arrived at the scene, the fire engine and ambulance had already arrived. Many residents had been evacuated, and it was obvious that they had run out in a panic. Many of them were only wearing pajamas, without even a coat.
Perhaps because they had never experienced something like this before, they were all gathered together and chattering away.
It was almost nine o 'clock in the evening.
It started raining at some point in time. It was so cold that it seemed to be mixed with ice shards.
The fire broke out in Unit B on the eighth floor of Block 6. The flames burned through the glass windows and spread upstairs like a demon. The fine rain did not have the slightest effect and evaporated as soon as it fell.
The house where Sang Yan lived was directly above the house.
He looked up and the tip of his tongue touched the corner of his lips. His eyebrows twitched slightly.
Wen Yifan could probably guess why he had such a reaction at that time. She guessed that the person who called him was not reliable, and the incident happened so suddenly that he probably didn't take it to heart.
After a while, Sang Yan walked to the side to answer the phone.
Qian Weihua carried the camera and took pictures of the surrounding situation.
The vehicles were flashing red and blue lights, and the firefighters were coming and going to put out the fire, save people, and control the scene. There was no free time.
The rain was getting heavier, and the light-colored cement ground was dyed dark. The night and rain made the cold even worse. The surroundings were noisy and messy, and the sound of people and movement were mixed, like a disaster movie.
Wen Yifan approached the crowd and interviewed the residents who had escaped, "Auntie, sorry to disturb you. I'm a reporter from Nanwu TV Station's City Channel 'News' program team. Are you a resident of Block 6? "
The auntie who was interviewed by her was holding a child and spoke with a strong accent, "Yes."
"Which floor do you live on? How did you find out about the fire? "
"I'm on the fifth floor. I was shocked when I heard the sudden explosion! I thought there were fireworks! " Seeing the camera, the auntie was particularly enthusiastic, "The noise outside was also loud, so I ran out to see."
The uncle next to her interrupted, "Yes! A few times! The situation now is already under control- "
"Bang!"
Before he could finish, there was a loud noise from the eighth floor that was still burning. The orange-red flame reached out forcefully, accompanied by thick smoke, as if to illuminate the night, and also as if to devour it.
There was an uproar and gasps.
Qian Weihua quickly raised the camera and pointed it at the scene.
Wen Yifan looked along, and her eyes stopped at the ninth floor. Then, she subconsciously looked at Sang Yan's direction. He stood in the same place, quietly looking at the burning fire, and put the phone down from his ear.
She retracted her gaze, and sympathy emerged in her heart.
…
Fortunately, the damage caused by the explosion was not too serious.
Only one firefighter was slightly injured.
All the residents in the building had been evacuated, and there was a child less than ten years old who was trapped in the elevator, and had been rescued by the firefighters. It took nearly an hour to completely control the fire.
The fire department was still cleaning up the scene.
The cause of the fire was still unknown, and almost all the items in the house were destroyed. The houses on the same floor and the upper and lower floors were also slightly damaged. Unit B on the ninth floor was the most severely affected, and the kitchen and living room were burned beyond recognition.
Wen Yifan and Fu Zhuang followed Qian Weihua to the scene with the consent of the owner and the guidance of the firefighters.
Qian Weihua took pictures of the situation in the house, listened to the firefighters briefly explain the situation, and asked a few questions from time to time.
When they arrived at Unit B on the ninth floor, Wen Yifan also met Sang Yan.
Because they knew each other, he asked casually, "Brother, how are you feeling now?" Sang Yan obviously felt that this question was extremely stupid, and he said sarcastically, "I'm very happy."
Sang Yan obviously felt that his question was extremely stupid. He said with a mocking tone, "I'm very happy."
"I hope you can be as happy as I am."
"I hope you can be as happy as I am."
"…"
Qian Weihua took the initiative to ask, "Did the fire cause serious damage to you?"
Sang Yan replied plainly, "It's alright."
Qian Weihua, "We just looked at the situation of the house, almost no place is intact."
Sang Yan, "So what?"
"…"
Perhaps Sang Yan realized that he was being arrogant, his next words were obviously more cooperative, "I didn't put anything valuable here. Apart from the house and the furniture, I only burned a mobile phone. But it's already unusable. "
Wen Yifan was taking down the transcript, and her movements inexplicably paused. But she didn't have any extra conversation with him.
After that, the group of people set off back to the station to write and edit the film.
Fu Zhuang couldn't help but say, "Sister Yifan, your classmate is really miserable and awesome. He can still be so calm when the house is burned to this extent. "
Qian Weihua, "You should also comfort him and let him talk to the property and insurance company about compensation. Just find a new place to live during this period, don't be too sad about this matter. "
Wen Yifan casually nodded.
Although she didn't feel that Sang Yan needed her comfort.
Fu Zhuang began to talk again, "But sister, you are also very miserable. You have to go back to the station to work overtime tomorrow. I've already told the teacher that I'll be fine as long as you bring me along. "
Speaking up to this point, he lowered his voice and complained in a volume that only the two of them could hear.
"But he said that I'm too useless."
Hearing this, Wen Yifan nodded, "Indeed."
"… …"
Although the night was a little chaotic, it was still a good night.
But this little episode was considered over for Wen Yifan.
The fire was just an unexpected incident, and Sang Yan happened to be one of the victims. She returned to the station to write a draft and submit the news. The incident was over once it was approved.
After that, the follow-up that the victims needed to deal with had nothing to do with her.
Wen Yifan took back the key and returned it to the former landlord. She said goodbye to the previous house. She couldn't meet Sang Yan, and there was no need for her to take the initiative to mention to him through the communication device about treating him to dinner.
In the near future, she only had one problem left to solve.
That was, to find a reliable and suitable new roommate.
Wang Linlin completed the handover of work and completely moved out before the arrival of the new week.
As if to maintain her image as a good roommate from the beginning to the end, Wang Linlin emphasized again before leaving that she would definitely help her find a new roommate and asked her not to worry.
After all, sharing a house was a long-term thing. Wen Yifan never thought of living with the person that Wang Linlin introduced.
Because there was a high probability that the person that Wang Linlin introduced would be someone that she didn't know. If there was a conflict because of this, she would have to find a new place to live, which would be even more troublesome.
But since she was so enthusiastic, Wen Yifan could only politely agree.
Wen Yifan had already asked Zhong Siqiao for help and had been waiting for her news. She thought that if Zhong Siqiao couldn't find her, she could only post on the internet.
The next Friday.
Su Haoan was about to go out when he received a call from Sang Yan.
There was a little impatience in his words, and he said directly, "Help me rent a house."
Su Haoan, "?"
"It's closer to 'OverTime'. I'll only stay for a few months. I'll move out after the house is renovated."
"Are you crazy? I'm an intermediary? You can go back to your house directly. "
"Okay, I'll live with you directly." Sang Yan said, "I'm hanging up."
"… … Wait wait wait." Su Haoan didn't expect him to be so shameless. He gritted his teeth and said, "Pick a neighborhood, I'll ask my friend for you later."
Silence.
After a few seconds, the person on the other end replied, "Shangduhua City."
Hanging up the phone, Su Haoan inexplicably thought of what Wang Linlin said to him these days. She sounded like she was complaining and acting coquettishly, asking him to help her find a new roommate, saying that she really couldn't find one.
Su Haoan wanted to curse.
How much does this tall, rich, and handsome man look like a real estate agent?
Su Haoan was thinking about who to ask for help, and suddenly remembered where Wang Linlin used to live.
It seemed to be Shangduhua City.
If Su Haoan didn't remember wrongly.
Her roommate … … seemed to be Wen Yifan?
Su Haoan's action of making the phone call paused, and he raised his eyebrows.
During this period of time before the New Year, the frequency of all kinds of incidents increased.
Wen Yifan was busier than usual. Sometimes she didn't even have time to go home, and directly treated the station as her other home. She was extremely tired, so tired that she felt that she could fall asleep standing.
Working overtime day and night made her have no time to think about other things. Sang Yan, who she met frequently before, also became an old classmate who she hadn't seen for a long time and had no contact with because she hadn't met him again.
When Wen Yifan thought of this person in her spare time, the only thought in her mind was that they probably wouldn't meet again.
Sunday night.
Wen Yifan was finally done with her work, and she finally found time to go home to take a breather. She opened the door with her key, and as soon as she walked into the hallway, she saw the back of a man.
The man was tall and thin, he seemed to have just come in, and he hadn't taken off his shoes. There was a suitcase next to him.
Wen Yifan's mind suddenly went blank, and even her breathing stopped.
She thought of the burglary case that she followed two days ago. The female victim was stabbed twice by the robber because she resisted, and she was still lying unconscious in the hospital … …
Hearing the movement, the man turned around.
They looked at each other.
When she saw his face, the image in Wen Yifan's mind immediately dissipated. She breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that her legs were still a little weak. All the panic that rose in an instant was gradually replaced by confusion, "Why are you here?"
Sang Yan frowned, "I also wanted to ask why you're here."
"I live here." Wen Yifan's mind was a little confused, she only wanted to know, "How did you get in?"
As the words left her mouth, Wen Yifan noticed the key in his hand.
— — It was Wang Linlin's key.
"… …"
After a while.
The unbelievable thought that appeared in Wen Yifan's mind disappeared along with his words.
"I just moved here."
"… …"
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