In her memory, it should be a weekend in the first semester of high school.
Wen Yifan forgot why she went out that day. She only remembered that she was shopping when a child suddenly ran to her and said he wanted to treat her to ice cream.
After a while.
The little boy seemed to have remembered his purpose and added a few words after a while.
"Sister, I can't find my brother."
Wen Yifan was stunned, "Did you get separated from your brother?"
Sang Zhi tilted her head and reluctantly nodded.
Wen Yifan asked, "Where did you get separated?"
Hearing this, Sang Zhi turned around and pointed to the tree behind them, "Over there."
Wen Yifan looked over there and didn't see anyone. She put down the things in her hand and took out her phone from her pocket, "It's okay. Do you remember your brother's phone number?"
Sang Zhi shook her head, "No."
"…"
"But he should be over there." Sang Zhi took her hand and blinked her round eyes, "Sister, can you take me there? I'm a little scared by myself. "
Wen Yifan smiled and said gently, "Sure."
The sun was blazing that day, and the wind that brushed past his face was scalding hot.
Wen Yifan opened the parasol and was pulled forward by Sang Zhi. She was short and her steps were small, but she walked very fast. She seemed to be in high spirits as she skipped and hopped.
Sang Zhi pulled her towards the tree that he had just pointed at.
It wasn't until they were near the tree that Wen Yifan gradually felt that something was wrong.
She felt that this child was very purposeful.
It seemed very clear that the brother she was talking about was there.
Wen Yifan was thinking whether she had encountered a human trafficker group that used children as bait.
The next moment, Sang Yan's tall and thin figure was reflected in her eyes.
For a moment, a certain speculation appeared in her mind.
But Sang Yan, who should have been feeling guilty, looked calm.
He stood in the shade of the tree and looked at her with his head tilted. His eyes had a unique look that a young man was born with.
"What a coincidence!"
…
Sang Yan was like this moment when he heard Sang Zhi's words.
Sang Yan didn't seem to mind being exposed at all. He carried his things and walked in the direction of the kitchen. When he passed by Wen Yifan, he glanced at her and smirked, looking extremely arrogant.
As if he was saying.
— So what?
"…"
Wen Yifan also silently entered the kitchen.
After all, this had happened seven or eight years ago.
His personality had always been like this. He would never hide what he had done. He was so blatant that he could make the other party feel that he was the one who had done something guilty.
She opened the fridge and took out a bottle of yogurt.
From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the things Sang Yan had bought. From the looks of it, he seemed to be cooking hotpot at home.
Wen Yifan retracted her gaze and left the kitchen.
Noticing that Sang Zhi was only wearing socks, Wen Yifan thought for a moment and walked towards the entrance. She took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and said with a smile, "I have a pair of slippers here. If you don't mind, you can wear them."
Sang Zhi immediately said, "Thank you, sister."
"Have a seat. Take whatever you want to eat." Wen Yifan was afraid that her presence would make her feel uncomfortable, so she added, "It's basically your brother's stuff."
Wen Yifan returned to her room.
Sang Zhi opened the TV cabinet and looked at the snacks beside it.
Sang Yan happened to come out of the kitchen.
"Brother," Sang Zhi was a little hungry and reached for a bag of chips. "Why are you sharing a room with someone? Moreover, he was sharing a room with a girl. Did you tell mom and dad? Do they know? "
Sensing her movements, Sang Yan pulled the chips back and threw them back into the TV cabinet.
"Behave yourself."
Sang Zhi was puzzled, "Didn't you buy this?"
"Why did you touch it if you knew?" Sang Yan said leisurely, "Did I buy it for you?"
"… …" Sang Zhi felt that he was stingy, but she wasn't particularly interested in the bag of chips. She simply chose to swallow her anger, "Then hurry up, I have to go back to study after eating."
"There's still half an hour left. Go write first, race against time." Sang Yan raised his chin towards the direction of the dining table, "Just sit there, or you can write in my room."
Sang Zhi picked up her bag and walked towards the dining table. She asked again, "So why are you sharing a room?"
Sang Yan: "Do I have to report to a brat like you when I do things?"
"Oh." Sang Zhi glanced at the direction of the master bedroom and understood, "You like that sister?"
"… …"
"Forget it, brother. It's not that I don't want to be on your side." Sang Zhi sighed when she thought of Wen Yifan's appearance, "But we have to have some self-awareness."
"… …" Sang Yan was so angry that he laughed, "Self-awareness?"
"Yes."
"Kid, you have to be more self-aware." Sang Yan took out the hotpot base that he stuffed into the cabinet last time and said casually, "When others like me, they have to think about this word, understand?"
"… …"
Sang Zhi felt that he was really shameless and didn't want to waste time talking to him.
She sat at the dining table, took out a few test papers from her bag, and started to focus on writing the questions.
Half an hour later.
Sang Yan took out the hotpot base on time and said lazily, "Go to the kitchen and take out the side dishes."
Sang Zhi nodded.
The meat and vegetables that he had just bought from the supermarket had been washed and chopped by Sang Yan, and now they were all put on plates. Sang Zhi could take a few plates at a time. After moving back and forth a few times, she made a bowl of seasoning.
When Sang Zhi returned to the dining table and sat down, she suddenly thought of something, "Brother, aren't you going to invite that sister to eat together?"
Sang Yan didn't say anything and took a bottle of beer from the fridge.
"You really don't want to invite her? It's Chinese New Year. " Sang Zhi couldn't believe it. She felt that he was too inhumane, "Since you two are roommates, you should get along well."
Sang Yan glanced at her, "What does it have to do with you?"
Sang Zhi was very unhappy, "She even specially brought me slippers and asked me to take whatever I want to eat. Isn't she nice to me? Then shouldn't you be polite and ask her to come out to eat together? "
"She's nice to you," Sang Yan smiled, "What does it have to do with me?"
Sang Zhi, "… …"
Sang Yan was too lazy to care about her, "If you want to invite her, go ahead."
Sang Zhi stared at him for a while and didn't want to be nosy. Anyway, he was not her roommate. She picked up the chopsticks again and put some vegetables in the pot to heat it.
Not long after, Sang Yan suddenly said, "You have a conscience."
Sang Zhi, "?"
But he didn't continue to speak.
Sang Zhi immediately knew that he was being sarcastic. He was mocking her for only saying that people were nice to her and asking others to help her. Other than opening her mouth, she didn't know anything else.
"… …"
Then, Sang Yan leisurely picked up the chopsticks. It was obvious that he didn't want to care about anything. He looked particularly annoying.
Sang Zhi endured it and got up to walk towards the master bedroom.
… …
On the other side.
Wen Yifan finished watching the latest episode of the drama. She glanced at the time on the bottom right corner of the computer. When she was about to go back to bed and take a shower, someone knocked on the door.
She got up and went to open the door.
Sang Zhi was standing outside.
The little girl was slightly shorter than her. When she smiled, there were two small dimples on her lips. She took the initiative to invite her, "Sister, come out and eat with us. I think you haven't eaten dinner. "
"No need," Wen Yifan smiled, "You guys eat happily."
Sang Zhi thought she was embarrassed, so she said directly, "Sister, you may not be very clear."
"Huh?"
"It's impossible for me and my brother to have a good meal alone."
"… …"
In the end, Wen Yifan was dragged out by the extremely enthusiastic Sang Zhi.
Wen Yifan and Sang Zhi were sitting on one side of the rectangular white dining table. Sang Yan was sitting alone opposite them. When he saw them coming out, he just looked up and didn't say anything.
Wen Yifan's hair grew fast. She hadn't trimmed it for a while, and now it had grown to her chest. She used a rubber band to tie up her hair, revealing her smooth forehead. She didn't have any makeup on, but she was still beautiful as if she had put on makeup.
Her foxy eyes were bright, her skin was as white as porcelain, and her lips were red without makeup.
Sang Zhi couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
She didn't know if Sang Yan agreed to Sang Zhi's invitation to eat with her. Wen Yifan tried to lower her presence as much as possible and ate a few meatballs slowly.
However, Sang Zhi kept greeting her. From time to time, he would ask her if she ate this or that.
After a few minutes, Sang Zhi remembered something, "Sister, what's your name?"
"Wen Yifan," Wen Yifan added, "The old Yi, the ordinary Fan."
"Oh, then I'll call you 'Sister Yifan'?" Sang Zhi was particularly fond of pretty faces. He also had a good impression of Wen Yifan, so he was a lot more enthusiastic towards her, "My name is Sang Zhi, the childish character. You can just call me Zhi, that's my nickname. "
"Okay," Wen Yifan smiled, "Your nickname is quite cute."
Sang Yan suddenly chuckled when he heard this.
Sang Zhi immediately looked over and said with dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with people saying that my nickname is cute?"
The corner of Sang Yan's eyes slightly raised, but he still pursed his lips and ignored her.
"… …"
Wen Yifan pursed her lips. She inexplicably felt that he was laughing at her.
Because when Sang Yan knew her nickname for the first time, he laughed as badly as he did now. Later on, she even said, "Why does your nickname sound like a maid's?"
Wen Yifan felt that he was a bit childish, so she pretended not to hear it and continued Sang Zhi's words.
"It's cute."
Sang Zhi blinked. He decided to completely treat Sang Yan as air under this kind of differential treatment.
The two chatted casually for a while.
"Oh yeah, Zhi Zhi. Why are you here today? "Wen Yifan felt strange and asked casually," Isn't it the third day of the New Year? Why aren't you at home? "
"My parents are visiting relatives, I don't really want to go. And I'm about to take the college entrance examination. " Sang Zhi's voice became softer as he said this, "I want to spend more time studying, I'm afraid I won't do well in the entrance examination."
"Are you in your third year of high school?" Wen Yifan said, "Is there a university you want to go to?"
Sang Zhi became silent.
It was just a casual conversation, so Wen Yifan did not ask further.
However, after a while, Sang Zhi picked up a piece of meat and said vaguely while biting, "I haven't decided yet, I'm thinking about Nanwu University or Yihe University."
Wen Yifan was stunned, "Can you get in?"
Sang Zhi said, "If there are no accidents."
Wen Yifan's grades were not very stable back then, so she was not sure if she could get into either university before the college entrance examination. Now, she felt like she had met a genius, "Then your grades are very good."
Sang Zhi said, "I'm just afraid I won't be able to perform well."
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"Okay."
Both of these schools are pretty good. It just depends on which one you prefer, or which school ranks higher in the major you want to choose. Just choose as you see fit. " Wen Yifan said, "Besides, Yihe is a bit far from Nanwu, the climate is different from here. I stayed for a long time before I could adapt. You have to consider these points too. "
Sang Zhi nodded like a chick pecking rice, then she reacted, "Yifan, did you graduate from Yihe University?"
Wen Yifan, "Yes."
Sang Zhi, "What major did you study?"
Wen Yifan, "Network and new media major."
"Ah," Sang Zhi was stunned and hesitated, "I have a classmate who also wanted to apply for this major, so I heard a little about it from her. Nanwu University's network media major seems to be more famous than Yihe University. "
Wen Yifan paused.
Sang Zhi asked, "Yifan, why did you choose Yihe University?"
Before Wen Yifan could say anything, Sang Yan suddenly put the beer in her hand on the table.
It made a "thud" sound.
Following the movement, both of them looked over at the same time.
"Why are you looking at me?" Sang Yan saw their gazes, he leaned back and said casually, "Continue."
"… …"
Sang Yan's eyes were dark and her smile was shallow, "I also want to hear the reason."
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