The kitchen was square in shape, and it wasn't small.
There was an L-shaped dark countertop with a space for the refrigerator and a white cupboard on the top. Because of the addition of a lot of electrical appliances, the space looked more cramped than before.
Wen Yifan walked to his side and looked at the noodles that had begun to boil in the pot. She was silent for a while, rolled up her sleeves and turned on the tap to wash her hands. Then, she pointed to the things next to her.
"Then I'll put these back in the refrigerator?"
Sang Yan glanced at her, "Leave the vegetables."
Wen Yifan, "Okay."
She picked up the box of rice balls.
Sang Yan suddenly said, "You don't want to eat the rice balls?"
Wen Yifan stopped, "If you want to eat, you can put some in."
"Dumplings."
"Then put a few."
"Oh." Sang Yan picked up the soy sauce next to him and said, "Give me two eggs."
"… …" Wen Yifan was a little speechless at his attitude of wanting to have everything prepared even in this situation. She didn't want to waste it and couldn't help saying, "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan, "What?"
Wen Yifan calmly reminded him, "You put down a whole bag of noodles."
"…"
In the end.
Wen Yifan only added some vegetables and mushrooms to the side dishes and put the rest back into the refrigerator. She took two bowls from the cupboard, one big and one small, and handed him the big one.
Sang Yan took it and filled the bowl with noodles.
Wen Yifan stood aside and looked at the overflowing noodles in the pot. She felt that it was useless for her to only eat a little in this situation. She was very worried that Sang Yan would force her to eat bowl after bowl.
After all, with his personality, he could really do it.
Wen Yifan suddenly said, "I may not be able to help you much."
Sang Yan just finished filling a bowl and reached out to her, "What?"
Wen Yifan gave him the bowl in her hand and said politely, "I am not very hungry."
"…" Seeing her look, Sang Yan knew what she was thinking at a glance and said with a poker face, "I know."
Because the Spring Festival Gala was still on and the two sat together, there was nothing to talk about.
So they went back to the living room.
The noodles that had just come out of the pot were a little hot, so Wen Yifan directly put the bowl on the coffee table.
At this moment, there was a skit on TV, and it looked like it was halfway through. Wen Yifan didn't read the first part, so she didn't know what it was talking about. She was a little confused.
She looked at it for a while, but she really couldn't understand it, so she lowered her head and scooped some soup.
He stared at it and hesitated for a few seconds before slowly drinking it.
The taste was unexpectedly good.
Wen Yifan was relieved.
When she looked up, she happened to meet Sang Yan's unfathomable gaze.
"…" Wen Yifan swallowed the soup and praised politely, "Your noodles are quite delicious."
"Your expression," Sang Yan did not move his chopsticks and said slowly, "I thought I put some poison in the noodles."
"…" Wen Yifan said, "I just didn't expect you to cook."
Sang Yan snorted and said in a doubtful and arrogant tone, "Is there anything I can't do?"
Wen Yifan replied sincerely, "Isn't there quite a lot?"
Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "For example?"
"For example," Wen Yifan thought for a while, "I can cook a serving of noodles for one person."
"…"
Perhaps it was because of the New Year's Eve, or maybe it was because of Sang Yan's noodles, the two of them got along better than usual.
Wen Yifan thought that today was New Year's Eve, so she planned to cook a simple New Year's Eve dinner for herself after work. But she was too lazy to move after she got home, plus she didn't feel hungry, so she gave up.
Wen Yifan suddenly felt that it was a little unbelievable.
She never thought that she would be able to eat the "New Year's Eve dinner" cooked by the young master Sang Yan in her lifetime.
Wen Yifan's eating speed was not slow. She looked like she was chewing slowly, but it didn't take long for her to finish the noodles in the bowl.
She just finished a program, so she got up and wanted to make some more noodles.
Sang Yan noticed her movement and asked casually, "Where are you going?"
Wen Yifan paused and pointed towards the direction of the kitchen, "More noodles."
"…"
Although he only cooked a little too much and let her eat a little, Wen Yifan took the initiative to ask, "Do you want me to make more noodles for you?"
"Don't eat if you can't eat," Sang Yan looked at her up and down and said leisurely, "You'll have to blame me if you're full."
"No." Wen Yifan was stunned and said directly, "I just want to eat."
"…"
Seeing that there was still a lot of noodles in his bowl, Wen Yifan didn't ask anymore and went to the kitchen. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to sleep well at night because of indigestion, so she only filled a small bowl with soup.
She walked back to the sofa and sat down.
Wen Yifan looked at Sang Yan's direction.
She didn't know when it started.
His eyebrows were slightly relaxed, his posture was lazy, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
At this moment, his gaze was on the TV.
Wen Yifan blinked and looked at the TV. The previous magic show had ended, and the program that started was a song performance. The performers were a few popular actresses.
They had bright smiles on their faces, and their voices were sweet and pleasing to the eye.
"…"
Oh.
Wen Yifan instantly understood.
…
It was getting late. Wen Yifan didn't intend to stay in the living room for so long.
But before she knew it, it was already past midnight.
During this period, the two of them sat on opposite ends of the sofa and didn't talk much, but neither of them went back to the room early. Occasionally, Wen Yifan would comment on the show, and Sang Yan would respond indifferently.
The new year had arrived.
Wen Yifan suddenly realized that the two of them were staying up late together.
At this moment, her phone vibrated a few times.
Zhong Siqiao and Xiang Lang sent Happy New Year in the group chat on time.
Wen Yifan's fingers moved, and she was about to reply when she saw Sang Yan looking down at his phone from the corner of her eyes. She suddenly got up and said in a gentle voice, "Then I'll go to bed."
Sang Yan slowly looked up.
Wen Yifan naturally added, "Happy New Year."
Sang Yan looked at her.
She didn't expect him to reciprocate, so she planned to return to the room after she finished speaking.
But Sang Yan's attitude tonight was unexpectedly good.
He retracted his gaze and returned the favor. However, his tone was still as perfunctory as usual.
"Mhmm, Happy New Year."
Back to the room.
Wen Yifan took some time to reply to the message, but she put down her phone not long after. She started to feel sleepy. She turned off the lamp and stared at the dark sky with her eyes wide open. Her thoughts were drifting.
She thought about what happened just now.
An inexplicable thought popped up in her mind.
It turns out that the Spring Festival Gala is quite interesting.
Wen Yifan collected her thoughts and was about to close her eyes to sleep, but she suddenly remembered that she just ate a bowl of noodles. She immediately got up and brushed her teeth. After washing up, she realized that she was a little full.
She couldn't remember how long it had been since she fell asleep with this feeling of fullness.
Wen Yifan felt a little guilty.
It seemed to be the first time the two of them had a meal together after they reunited.
Moreover, both of them were unusually calm and at peace.
It felt like their relationship had eased up, but it also felt like they were softened by the festival.
It was a familiar feeling.
It was like returning to the time between the second semester of high school and the college entrance examination.
At that time, Wen Yifan had just moved to Beiyu City and lived in a new environment for a few months. Compared to when she was in Nanwu No.1 Middle School, she became more quiet. She lived a closed life and only went home once every two weeks.
She did nothing but study every day.
She only occasionally turned on her phone to look at it.
Perhaps it was because she sent Sang Yan the text message about her results.
After the second semester of high school, Wen Yifan received a message from Sang Yan a few days later.
Sang Yan: [Are you free now?]
When she saw this message, Wen Yifan had a premonition that he might be coming.
Wen Yifan: What's wrong?
Sang Yan: It's my first time in Beiyu. I don't know the way.
Sang Yan: It's fine if you're not free.
The distance from Nanwu to Beiyu wasn't far. It took about one and a half hours to take the high-speed train.
Wen Yifan never thought that he would come. She was stunned for a while when she saw the message. After asking for his location, she immediately went out.
At that time, it had been raining for a few days, and the temperature in Beiyu had dropped by a few degrees.
Sang Yan didn't know the location of her house. He only knew which high school she went to, so he waited at the entrance of her school for a while. He only wore a short-sleeved shirt, but he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold. He raised his eyebrows and smiled when he saw her.
"You're here so soon?"
Before that.
The two of them hadn't talked for a long time.
It was not only because Wen Yifan had transferred to Bei Yu. Before she transferred, both of them were estranged from each other in school.
So when he said this, Wen Yifan responded with a "Hmm".
The scene immediately fell into silence.
After a while.
Sang Yan suggested, "Let's go for a meal?"
Wen Yifan agreed and brought him to a nearby noodle house.
The two of them ate for a while.
The presence of the person beside him was especially strong.
Wen Yifan took the initiative to break the silence and asked softly, "When are you going back?"
Sang Yan looked up and asked, "When do you have to go home?"
Wen Yifan said casually, "Six o 'clock."
"Oh." Sang Yan's chopsticks paused, the corner of his mouth raised, "Then I'll be back at six."
…
That seemed to be a start.
After that, Sang Yan would come to Beiyu to look for her once in a while.
It wasn't frequent, and he would only look for her for a meal before leaving. It wouldn't take up too much of her time. The two of them didn't mention much about themselves. It seemed that they were just meeting each other.
There was no other purpose.
The next few days.
Sang Yan went out in the morning as usual and came back at seven or eight o 'clock in the evening.
The time was unusually stable, as if he was chased out by his family when it was time.
Wen Yifan asked him when this relative would be leaving. He didn't seem to be very emotional, so he just replied with "I don't know". She put herself in his shoes and felt that he was a little pitiful.
He was chased out during the New Year.
She didn't mention this to him much after that.
Noon on the third day of the New Year.
Wen Yifan just came out of the toilet, and when she looked at her phone, she saw Sang Yan's message from ten minutes ago.
Sang Yan: I'm going back in the afternoon.
Sang Yan: I might bring my sister along.
A few minutes later.
Sang Yan: Is that okay?
Before the two of them rented together, Wen Yifan said that she had to tell him before she brought someone back.
Wen Yifan replied: [Sure.]
After replying, Wen Yifan didn't take it to heart. She turned on her computer and found a drama to watch. Before she knew it, it was time for dinner. She got up and went out of the room, intending to get a cup of yogurt from the fridge.
At this moment, there was the sound of the door opening.
Wen Yifan looked over and saw Sang Yan coming in with a key. He was carrying big and small bags in his hands, and his expression was indifferent. He said to the person behind him, "Barefoot, no shoes."
The next second, Sang Zhi's figure also appeared in Wen Yifan's sight.
She didn't take off her shoes immediately, nor did she respond to Sang Yan.
Because it was her first time here, Sang Zhi subconsciously looked around. Noticing Wen Yifan's existence, she fixed her eyes on her and blurted out, "Brother, is this sister your girlfriend?"
Sang Yan didn't say anything.
Wen Yifan smiled and took the initiative to answer, "No, we rented together."
"Oh, she's so good-looking —" Sang Zhi blinked and whispered, "We can only rent together."
"…"
Wen Yifan didn't disturb them. She planned to go back to her room after getting the yogurt.
But the next moment, Sang Zhi spoke again, as if she had realized something. "Sister, were you high school classmates with my brother?"
Wen Yifan was stunned. "You still remember me?"
Wen Yifan and Sang Zhi had only met a few times.
At that time, she was still small and didn't look very old. Moreover, it had been many years. She thought she had completely forgotten about her, but she didn't expect her to still recognize her.
Wen Yifan was amazed to see the little girl become a tall and skinny beautiful girl. She couldn't help but say a few more words, "You were lost and asked me to help you find your brother. Later, you even said that you would treat me to ice cream. Do you still remember? "
Sang Zhi thought for a moment and said honestly, "No."
Wen Yifan, "Hmm?"
"I wasn't lost at that time." Sang Zhi said slowly, "But my brother said that I was lost."
"…"
"Then I could only get lost."
"…"
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