Although according to Zhang Kejia's character, Wen Yifan didn't think that she could pretend that nothing had happened. However, she didn't expect that Zhang Kejia had already reported this matter in less than half an hour.
As soon as she left the hospital, Wen Yifan received a call from Zhao Yuandong.
Zhao Yuandong's voice came with the sound of the current. His tone was hesitant, "Jiang, I just heard from Jiajia that she saw you in the city hospital. Have you returned to Nanwu? "
Wen Yifan walked to the bus stop opposite and replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, both of them fell silent.
Zhao Yuandong sighed and didn't say much, "How long have you been back?"
Wen Yifan, "Not long."
Zhao Yuandong, "Do you plan to settle down in Nanwu?"
Wen Yifan paused for a few seconds and said honestly, "I don't know."
"Then you can decide later. Nanwu is good. I'm worried about you being alone outside. " Zhao Yuandong said, "Also, if you have a holiday during the Chinese New Year, go home and spend it with me. Don't spend it alone."
"Okay."
Zhao Yuandong nagged, "The temperature in Nanwu has dropped again recently. Remember to wear more clothes. Don't forget to eat because of work. Treat yourself better, okay?"
Wen Yifan sat on the chair at the bus stop and listened absent-mindedly, "Okay."
There was another long silence.
After a long time, Wen Yifan faintly heard a sobbing sound from the other end.
Her eyelashes moved.
"Jiang," Zhao Yuandong's voice gradually became a little choked when she said this, "I know you blame me. All these years, I really didn't fulfill my responsibility as a mother … I've been dreaming about your father for the past two days. He also blames —"
"You can say anything," Wen Yifan interrupted her, "But can you not mention my father?"
"…"
Realizing that her emotions seemed to be rising, Wen Yifan lowered her eyes and immediately restrained herself, "Don't cry, I'm doing quite well. If I have time, I'll go to your place. "
Zhao Yuandong didn't say anything.
Wen Yifan smiled, "And you're doing a good job as a mother."
— — But not to me.
Just then, the bus arrived. Wen Yifan stood up and said goodbye to the person on the other end before hanging up. She got into the car, found a seat, and stared at the blurry shadows outside the window.
His thoughts gradually emptied.
Slowly, little by little, he digested all the negative emotions.
It was as if there was an invisible hand that could empty it.
It also seemed like he could only pile it up and suppress it in a place where it couldn't be seen.
At the same time he got off the car.
Wen Yifan also adjusted her emotions.
Wen Yifan was full of energy the whole day, probably because she had slept for a long time today.
After leaving the police station, she returned to the television station and stayed in the editing room for the whole afternoon, listening to the sound bites and writing the script. After she was done, she continued to edit the film. After that, he returned to his office and finished the manuscripts that he had accumulated previously.
The people around her came and went, and gradually, she was the only one left.
Looking at the time, it was almost eleven o 'clock.
Wen Yifan was stunned. She immediately got up to pack her things and quickly left the unit. Because it was already late, there were only a few passersby on the street. It was quiet and heavy along the way.
She trotted to the subway station, panting, and caught the last train in the background.
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.
There weren't many people in the subway station at this hour, so Wen Yifan found a seat and sat down.
She scrolled through her phone.
Suddenly, she noticed that two hours ago, Zhao Yuandong had transferred three thousand yuan to her bank card.
Wen Yifan pursed her lips and transferred it back.
…
It was almost eleven thirty when she got home.
She entered the door and lowered her head to take off her shoes. When she looked up, her eyes met Sang Yan's, who was lying on the sofa.
"…"
Wen Yifan suddenly felt a little envious of his life.
When she went out, he was lying on the sofa.
When she came back from a busy day outside, he was still lying on the sofa.
He was like a rich, idle, and unemployed man.
At this time, the television in the living room was on, and she didn't know the title of a family drama.
Sang Yan didn't look up, probably just listening to the background music. He was holding a game in his hand, and from the sound of it, it seemed like he was playing a game. The volume of his phone was also very loud, mixing with the sound of the television.
Wen Yifan didn't remind him.
She planned to take a shower first. If his "presence" was still so high after coming out, she would send him a WeChat message to ask him to stop. It should be considered as giving him some face through the screen.
Wen Yifan was about to walk to the room.
Sang Yan looked up and called her, "Hey."
Wen Yifan didn't know what this young master was going to do, so she hesitantly stood still, "What's wrong?"
Sang Yan's words came suddenly, "What about me?"
Wen Yifan, "Hmm?"
Sang Yan continued to play the game and casually said to her, "There's a problem."
"… …"
Wen Yifan wanted to complain.
Are you the only one?
"I have a very strong sense of safety. The door of the house must be locked before I go to bed." Sang Yan paused for a few seconds and looked straight at her, "Otherwise, I can't sleep."
His expression and the meaning of his words seemed to be condemning her.
His normal rest was affected because of her.
"I also have the habit of locking the door after I go home." Wen Yifan discussed with him, "If you're tired, you can go to bed first. If I get home later than you, I will lock the door. You don't have to worry about safety. "
"What I mean is," Sang Yan was half lying down and looked up at her, but he still looked arrogant, "Before, sleeping."
"… …" Wen Yifan reminded, "I have already made it clear to you before we shared the house. I often work overtime and it's very irregular. You have also accepted it. "
"Yes." Sang Yan said slowly, "So if you can't come back before 10 o 'clock, please let me know in advance."
Silence.
Wen Yifan asked, "Is it useful to let me know?"
"Of course not, this is our respect for each other." Sang Yan said carelessly, "Otherwise, if you don't come back at night, I won't be able to lock the door for the whole night. I will have to spend the night in fear and uneasiness."
"… …"
Wen Yifan really felt that he had a lot of things to do all day long.
Wen Yifan thought that it was just a matter of words, so she didn't argue with him, "Okay, I will let you know in advance if I come back late in the future."
After that, she was about to go back to her room.
Sang Yan said again, "Also."
Wen Yifan said in a good temper, "What else?"
"Business," Sang Yan said concisely, "Do you need help?"
"… …"
Wen Yifan hadn't discussed this matter with Zhong Siqiao and the others. She wanted to refuse directly, but she suddenly thought of Sang Yan's twenty yuan. She swallowed her words and changed her words, "Is it really only 99%?"
"… …"
In the end, Sang Yan let out a sigh of relief.
He gave her the most, the most, the most friendly price.
— — 10% off.
Wen Yifan didn't know what was wrong with her, she actually agreed to it.
Back in her room, Wen Yifan turned on her phone.
She happened to see Zhong Siqiao and Xiang Lang chatting in their small group chat. They were talking about the gathering the day after tomorrow. Wen Yifan's fingertips stopped on the screen for a long time. She regretted agreeing to this matter because of a flash of gratitude.
Wen Yifan bit the bullet, "How about 'working overtime'?"
Zhong Siqiao, "Ah? Isn't that the one we went to last time? "
Zhong Siqiao, "Sang Yan's bar?"
Wen Yifan, "Yes."
Zhong Siqiao, "Why go there, we have been there once."
Zhong Siqiao, "I want to change this time!"
Xiang Lang, "Sang Yan?"
Xiang Lang, "He already opened a bar."
Wen Yifan, "Because."
Wen Yifan, "… …"
Wen Yifan, "Let me tell you something."
Xiang Lang, "What?"
Zhong Siqiao, "Say it."
Wen Yifan: [I told you about the roommate I found.]
Wen Yifan, "It's Sang Yan."
"… …"
The group seemed to be silent in an instant.
Xiang Lang, "?"
Zhong Siqiao, "???"
Zhong Siqiao, "What??? You two are living together? "
Zhong Siqiao, "My impression of him is still stuck at the time when he asked you to take his jacket back as a souvenir."
Zhong Siqiao, "What! Is! Back! Matter! "
Zhong Siqiao, "Like! Real! Trick! Come! "
Wen Yifan, "I'll tell you guys when we meet."
Wen Yifan, "Are you going? He said he will give us a friendship discount. "
Zhong Siqiao, "Discount, I agree."
Zhong Siqiao, "How much?"
Wen Yifan, "… …"
Wen Yifan, "Eight or nine."
Zhong Siqiao, "… …"
Xiang Lang, "… …"
Zhong Siqiao, "Tell him to get lost."
Zhong Siqiao, "Who are you treating as a fool! Only an idiot will believe his friendship discount!!! "
Wen Yifan, "… …"
Wen Yifan, "I agree."
Xiang Lang, "… …"
Zhong Siqiao, "… …"
Although they were not interested in the discount proposed by Sang Yan, they couldn't let Wen Yifan go back on her words. In the end, they could only set the venue at OverTime Bar.
Thursday night.
When Wen Yifan was about to go out, Sang Yan happened to come out of his room. He had changed his clothes and was now wearing a dark-colored windbreaker. At this moment, he was zipping it up to his neck.
"We should go there after dinner," Wen Yifan wasn't sure if he helped to reserve a table, so she took the initiative to mention, "I can just tell the waiter my name, right?"
Sang Yan glanced at her, "Tell him my name."
Wen Yifan said, "Thank you."
Xiang Lang's phone call came in at this time.
Wen Yifan picked it up and walked to the entrance to put on her shoes, "Have you arrived?"
"We're at the entrance of your neighborhood," Xiang Lang's voice was clear and he smiled, "If you don't let us in, can you walk out by yourself? You can see us once you come out. "
"Okay," Wen Yifan said, "Then wait for me, I'll come out now. Soon. "
"It's okay, there's no hurry," Xiang Lang said, "Take your time."
"What do you mean no hurry!" Zhong Siqiao's voice came from the other end of the phone. She was noisy, "Wen Yifan! Hurry up! I'm starving! "
"Then bear with it a little longer," Wen Yifan took the key and smiled, "I'm going to save your life now."
When Wen Yifan walked out of the house and was about to close the door, she realized that Sang Yan was also going out and was standing behind her. She paused and nodded at him. Then she walked to the elevator and hung up the phone while waiting for the elevator.
She heard the sound of Sang Yan closing the door.
The two entered the elevator.
The elevator closed.
Wen Yifan pressed "1", then she stopped and asked him, "Should I press negative one for you?"
Sang Yan stood in the same place with his hands in his pocket and said casually, "No need."
It was quiet again.
When they reached the first floor, Wen Yifan walked out.
Wen Yifan didn't know why he didn't drive out today, but she didn't care. She was afraid that they would wait for a long time, so she looked at the time and gradually walked faster.
Just outside the neighborhood.
Wen Yifan saw the two of them at a glance, just like what Xiang Lang said on the phone. She hadn't seen Xiang Lang for years, but he didn't change much.
Xiang Lang's appearance was more delicate, he was wearing a long brown coat and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, he looked gentle.
Zhong Siqiao was standing next to him.
Both of them were outside the car at the moment.
In addition, there was a tall and strong man standing near them.
Wen Yifan took a closer look.
It was Su Haoan.
The three of them were chatting at this time, the atmosphere seemed very friendly.
When Wen Yifan was wondering why Su Haoan was here, she suddenly thought of Sang Yan who didn't drive out today. She subconsciously looked back, there was some distance between the two of them.
He had just come out from the small door.
Xiang Lang was the first to notice Wen Yifan.
He smiled cheerfully and waved at Wen Yifan, "Yifan, come here."
Su Haoan also asked when he saw Sang Yan who was behind, "Did you two go out together?"
The three people in front of them all looked at Wen Yifan.
"… …"
Anyway, they already knew that they were renting together, Wen Yifan didn't feel anything, she said frankly, "Yes."
"Hey," Su Haoan took the initiative to invite her, "Since we happened to meet, let's go for a meal together. Xiang Lang, do you still remember that we used to be deskmates? "
Xiang Lang smiled, "I remember."
Zhong Siqiao agreed readily, "Then let's go together, we're going for a meal anyway."
"Okay, let's get in the car first. It's quite cold outside. " Su Haoan was about to return to his car, but he thought about it and changed his mind, "Then I won't drive, I'm going to drink some wine. I'll park the car here. Xiang Lang, I'll get in your car. "
Xiang Lang, "Okay."
While they were talking, Sang Yan walked towards them. When he passed by Wen Yifan, he paused, tilted his head and said slowly, "Although I know it's something worth showing off."
Wen Yifan, "?"
"But you don't have to mention the fact that we're renting together," Sang Yan clicked his tongue, he seemed to be troubled, "You don't have to mention it to everyone."
"… …"
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