She felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.
Wen Yifan didn't know why he said that while looking at her. She withdrew her gaze and walked inside. She said politely, "Your friend is quite charming."
She sighed in her heart after she finished speaking.
He really is Sang Yan's friend, even the way he talks is the same.
Sang Yan's gaze was still on her as he said meaningfully.
Then he hung up the phone.
Wen Yifan sat next to the coffee table as usual and boiled a pot of water.
While waiting for the water to boil, she saw Sang Yan sitting in his usual seat from the corner of her eyes. Wen Yifan had nothing to do at the moment. She thought of his phone call just now and casually asked, "But, did the girl confess to your friend?"
Sang Yan looked up, "Why?"
"It just doesn't make sense." Wen Yifan thought for a while, "If the girl likes your friend so much, then the reason why she hugged your friend is actually very clear. Your friend shouldn't specifically look for you to discuss this matter. "
"Oh, so," Sang Yan said slowly, "Lust blinds one's intellect."
"… …"
Although she wasn't the one who commented, Wen Yifan still had a very strange feeling. She was silent for a while and calmly continued, "But I heard what you said to your friend just now. The girl didn't seem to have clearly expressed her feelings."
Sang Yan leaned against the back of the chair with a condescending look.
"So, could it be possible that she's your friend?" Wen Yifan paused and swallowed the sharp word "wishful thinking". She changed to a more gentle way of saying, "Misunderstood?"
"… …"
The water just boiled.
Sang Yan looked at Wen Yifan coldly as she poured hot water into a cup and added some cold water. She picked up the cup and covered her hand. She slowly took a sip before noticing his gaze.
Wen Yifan paused, "Do you want some water?"
Sang Yan glanced at her and said in a displeased tone, "Drink it yourself."
Wen Yifan nodded. She didn't know where his mood came from. She continued to drink less than half of the cup and poured some hot water into the cup. Then, she stood up, "Then I'll go rest first."
Sang Yan answered perfunctorily and picked up the remote control to turn on the TV.
Wen Yifan took the cup and went back to the room.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Sang Yan laid down on the sofa. He rested his elbow on the armrest and supported his face with one hand. His eyelids were slightly drooping as he lazily adjusted the TV.
He switched to another channel, which was broadcasting a variety show.
The male star inside said, "I have a friend —"
He was interrupted by another person, "Why don't you have any friends?"
Sang Yan watched expressionlessly and immediately pressed the change button.
This time, it was a channel that was broadcasting a movie. It looked like a funny movie. In the old filter, the middle-aged man said casually, "Don't flatter yourself!"
Change again.
The scene cut to a popular idol drama. The actress on the screen had red eyes and was crying bitterly. "Have you never loved me … Have you always been playing with me …"
"…"
Sang Yan sneered, turned off the TV, and threw the remote control aside.
He picked up his phone and saw that Qian Fei had bombarded him with a series of messages, all of which were condemning his disgusting and unethical behavior of hanging up on him.
Seeing that Sang Yan had been ignoring him, Qian Fei switched to the dormitory group chat.
Sang Yan was about to reply.
The interface of a call notification popped up on his phone.
— Duan Jiaxu.
Sang Yan answered the call, got up, and walked toward the kitchen.
"Speak."
A man's clear voice came from the other end. He spoke in a gentle tone, "Brother, what are you doing?"
Sang Yan took out a can of beer from the fridge and opened it with one hand.
"You're so free today?"
"Not bad," Duan Jiaxu didn't waste time on pleasantries and said slowly, "You moved, right? Send me the address later. I'll send something over later."
Hearing this, Sang Yan immediately understood, "I'm a courier?"
Duan Jiaxu chuckled, "Isn't that convenient?"
"What is it this time?" Sang Yan said lazily, "Is it for Women's Day?"
"What Women's Day?" Duan Jiaxu said, "Isn't your sister's eighteenth birthday next Saturday? The little girl is coming of age. You can help me give her the gift. "
"Okay." Sang Yan paused for two seconds and raised his eyebrows, "Is her birthday next Saturday?"
"…"
Sang Yan leaned on the counter and took a sip of beer, "You can just send it to my house."
"I'll receive it in advance," Duan Jiaxu smiled, "The surprise will be gone."
"Surprise?" Sang Yan snorted, "You're so old-fashioned."
"Don't all little girls like this kind of thing?" Duan Jiaxu suddenly remembered something, "Oh right, brother. I heard from Su Haoan that you came to Yihe some time ago? "
"… …"
"He called me to scold me because of our university scandal," Duan Jiaxu paused for a few seconds and said playfully, "He also said that you came to Yihe to see me?"
Sang Yan took the beer and walked toward the living room, "I'm hanging up."
The weather in Nanwu City was always unpredictable.
When Wen Yifan thought that the temperature was going to rise, it suddenly rained for a few days after she woke up. It wasn't a torrential downpour, but a continuous and dense rain that resembled fine velvet.
It was a little disturbing.
The temperature also dropped by several degrees.
In this weather, Qian Weihua received a tip from a hotline.
The general situation was that there was a mentally ill homeless man near the main campus of Nanwu University. Sometimes he would beat people for no reason and he had been wandering in the area for a while.
The target of the beating was not specific.
However, no one was seriously injured, so no one cared about it.
This morning, for some unknown reason, the homeless man took off all his clothes and wandered around the street naked. Later, he even slapped a male college student in the face.
After the student dodged, the homeless man stopped and continued to walk around with a stiff face.
Soon, the homeless man was taken to the police station by the police.
After understanding the situation, Wen Yifan applied for an interview car from the station and went to the police station with Qian Weihua.
They first listened to the reception staff's report on the current situation.
The homeless man didn't cause any injuries, but it scared a few junior high school students who happened to see him. The teachers and parents were trying to calm them down. After that, the police would send the homeless man to the Nanwu Rescue Station and strengthen the patrols nearby.
Qian Weihua held the camera while Wen Yifan took the statement next to him.
Other than that, Wen Yifan noticed that there was a boy sitting in the police station.
According to the police, the boy was Mu Chengyun, a fourth-year student in Nanwu University's Media Department.
He was the person that the homeless man wanted to attack this morning.
Mu Chengyun reacted quickly. After dodging, he covered the homeless man with his coat and called the police. When the police arrived at the scene, he cooperated and told them about the situation.
Wen Yifan glanced at him.
Mu Chengyun was handsome and bright. He was only wearing a sweater at the moment. His facial features were soft and he looked a little like a girl. He looked like a little brother who hadn't grown up yet. However, he was tall and had a strong body.
It was like he was cute and handsome.
After talking to the police, Qian Weihua walked in front of him and asked politely, "Hello, we're reporters from Nanwu TV Station's City Channel 'Communication'. Can we interview you?"
Wen Yifan followed behind Qian Weihua.
Mu Chengyun looked at the two of them and his gaze lingered on Wen Yifan for a few seconds. His eyes were bright and he smiled. He looked particularly young. "Sure."
After that, he pointed at his watch. "But I have something to do later. I don't have much time. Do you have any questions? "
Qian Weihua didn't waste too much of his time. He simply asked a few questions.
Then, Qian Weihua packed up the camera equipment. Wen Yifan stood aside and waited.
She caught a glimpse of Mu Chengyun's face.
As soon as she got closer, Wen Yifan felt that she had seen this person somewhere.
She couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
Perhaps he noticed Wen Yifan's gaze, Mu Chengyun suddenly looked at her. He scratched his head. His expression didn't show any displeasure. He just said, "Is there something on my face?"
"No." Wen Yifan was stunned. She said honestly, "I think you look a little familiar."
After the words left her mouth, she realized that it sounded like she was hitting on him.
Mu Chengyun didn't find it strange. He nodded slightly and suddenly said, "Do you have a pen and paper?"
Although she didn't know what he was going to do, Wen Yifan still gave him the small notebook and pen she carried in her pocket. Mu Chengyun took it, flipped it, and wrote on the back cover.
Wen Yifan was a little confused. "…"
Was he going to give her his contact information?
Soon, Mu Chengyun handed the notebook back to her. He looked a little shy.
"Thank you for liking it."
Wen Yifan took it and looked at the notebook.
It was a signature.
"…"
Could it be that he was a famous person?
Wen Yifan stared at it. She couldn't recognize the handwriting for a while.
After two seconds of silence, Wen Yifan put the notebook back into her pocket and said sincerely, "Thank you for your signature."
Mu Chengyun paused and pursed his lips. "No need."
Qian Weihua didn't pay much attention to the two of them. He took the equipment and said, "Xiaofan, let's go."
She replied, "Okay."
Mu Chengyun was still standing in the same place. He didn't look like he was going to leave. He was holding a phone in his hand. His eyes were still on Wen Yifan. His ears were slightly red.
Wen Yifan politely said goodbye to him.
Mu Chengyun seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he just smiled and waved at her.
…
The two of them went to Nanwu University for a simple interview and filming.
It didn't take long for Qian Weihua to send Wen Yifan back to the station. Because he had to do a follow-up interview, the rest of the news draft and post-production editing were all handled by Wen Yifan alone.
Wen Yifan stayed in the computer room for the whole afternoon.
She listened to the audio recording, wrote the news, and rushed to submit it for review before the program was broadcast in the evening. After confirming the order of the film, Wen Yifan didn't plan to work overtime anymore. She was ready to pack up and go home.
As soon as she got up, Wen Yifan bumped into Su Tian who had just returned from an interview.
Su Tian greeted her, "Are you leaving?"
Wen Yifan nodded.
"Okay," Su Tian said, "I'm leaving too, let's go together."
After leaving the unit, the two of them walked in the direction of the subway station.
Su Tian suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Yifan, do you still want to find a roommate? I heard you say that your current roommate is only renting for three months? "
Wen Yifan, "Yes."
"How long until it expires?" Su Tian said, "I have a friend who also wants to find a roommate. She's a nice girl. I think you two can be together. "
Hearing this, Wen Yifan calculated the time, "There's still one month left."
"One month should be fine." Su Tian said, "Then why don't you discuss it with your current roommate first? If he's sure to move out and you still want to find a roommate, I'll send my friend's WeChat to you? "
Wen Yifan had already forgotten about this and immediately agreed.
The two of them lived in different directions, so they went home separately after entering the gate.
Wen Yifan got on the subway and browsed the news with her headphones on. When she arrived at the station, a message popped up on her screen. It was sent by Sang Yan, "Where are you?"
She clicked on it and replied, "I'm getting off the subway soon."
Wen Yifan, "What's wrong?"
This time Sang Yan sent a voice message, "Okay, come directly to the supermarket outside the neighborhood."
Sang Yan, "I want to buy something."
His tone was still annoying, "Hurry up, I can't carry it."
"… …"
Wen Yifan, "Okay."
The supermarket that Sang Yan mentioned was near Shangduhua City.
After getting off the subway, Wen Yifan walked for five or six minutes to the entrance of the supermarket. She didn't see Sang Yan, and she wasn't sure if she should go in directly or wait for him outside. She simply sent a WeChat message, "I'm at the entrance of the supermarket."
Sang Yan didn't reply immediately.
The temperature was low at night and it was raining. Wen Yifan felt a little cold. She put her hand back into her pocket and suddenly touched the small notebook inside. She took it out and glanced at it. She noticed the signature on the back cover and recalled what happened this afternoon.
Seeing this, Wen Yifan took out her phone again, opened the webpage and entered the name "Mu Chengyun".
She wanted to find out what exactly he did for a living so that the signature could be found.
Otherwise, it would be weird to always have a notebook with someone else's signature.
As soon as Wen Yifan pressed the search button, the light next to her dimmed.
Before she could see the content of the entry clearly, Wen Yifan noticed Sang Yan's figure appearing in her field of vision. At this moment, he slightly bent down and moved closer to her. His aura was overwhelming and shrouded the surroundings.
He appeared without a sound.
The distance between the two of them was shortened in an instant.
It was as if Wen Yifan could touch his face if she got a little closer. She fixed her gaze on him. He lowered his eyes and looked at the screen of her phone. The curve of his side face was strong and smooth.
The image became clear.
The man's eyelashes were like crow feathers, each of them was distinct. The color of his eyes was like lacquer, and his eyelids were so thin that blood vessels could be seen. There was a faint mole on his face. The color of his lips was light, and there was an indifferent arc.
Wen Yifan moved her lips, but she didn't have time to speak.
The next moment, Sang Yan looked at her and said casually, "Do you like this style?"
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