Wen Yifan's lips were warm and dry, like a brand that was burning on her skin.
Her breathing was light and shallow, smooth and regular like a feather. Her body carried a very faint rose scent, as if there was a voodoo in it. It spread around and pervasively disturbed his mind.
The distance was so close that when she blinked, her eyelashes would sweep across the side of his face. The touch was faintly discernible, intensifying the surreal feeling. Bit by bit, it tore his sanity apart.
Sang Yan raised his hand uncontrollably, but soon, it stopped in the air. He closed his eyes and used all his strength to restrain his desire. His palm gradually tightened and retracted.
He still wanted to be human.
This behavior of not giving way was already taking advantage of someone's precarious position.
During this period, Wen Yifan slowly sat up straight and distanced herself from him.
There was no expression on her face. Her expression was calm, as if the person who lowered her head and kissed his lips wasn't her. The scene in front of her returned to what it was a minute ago.
Nothing happened.
"Hey, Wen Shuangjiang." Sang Yan looked up at her, his voice was low and hoarse, "You just kissed me."
"… …"
It seemed like it was time.
Wen Yifan stood up and began to walk towards the direction of the room.
Sang Yan also stood up as he was afraid that she would almost bump into the cabinet like just now. His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid that he would wake her up, "Are you going to run away after kissing someone?"
Wen Yifan slowly walked forward. When she passed by his room, she stopped for a while.
"But I can't afford to be taken advantage of." Sang Yan leaned against the wall and stared at her, "So you owe me one."
"… …"
She continued to walk towards the master bedroom.
After confirming that she wouldn't bump into anything, Sang Yan stopped and didn't continue to follow her. His gaze was ambiguous, and he slowly finished his sentence, "Give it back to me when you're awake."
Due to a severe lack of sleep, Wen Yifan slept until ten o 'clock the next morning before she was barely woken up by the alarm clock. She turned off the alarm clock in a daze and lay on the bed for a while. After a while, she struggled to sit up.
She had a gentle expression and habitually looked towards the door. Soon, she looked away as if nothing had happened.
After a few seconds, Wen Yifan slowly raised her eyes and looked at the door.
Only then did he realize that the area was empty. There was no sign of the chair. Her eyelids twitched, and she instantly woke up. She looked around.
It didn't take long before he found the chair leaning against the dressing table.
It was as if it had returned to where it was supposed to be, and nothing seemed out of place.
"…"
Wen Yifan was at a loss.
Could it be that she was so sleepy yesterday that she thought she moved the chair over, but her body didn't actually do that?
Or was he sleepwalking?
At this moment, Wen Yifan even wanted to install a surveillance camera in the room to record what she did while she was sleepwalking. That way, she wouldn't have this feeling of not knowing what was going on.
If something really happened, at least Wen Yifan would have time to think of some words in advance to deal with it. She got up and tried to remember if she had moved the chair before going to bed last night. She went to the bathroom to wash up.
However, the more he thought about it, the more uncertain he became.
After tidying herself up, Wen Yifan left the room. It was getting late. She went into the kitchen and wanted to grab a sandwich before going out. However, she bumped into Sang Yan who was cooking noodles in the kitchen.
Her footsteps stopped.
Sang Yan looked up and glanced at her.
"… …"
She felt that the atmosphere was weird.
The strange things that happened to her a few days ago seemed to have been transferred to Sang Yan. But his expression didn't show any emotion, and he didn't take the initiative to say anything. It seemed like it was just her illusion.
Wen Yifan closed the fridge and asked hesitantly, "Yesterday, I … …"
Sang Yan stirred the contents of the pot with his chopsticks.
She finished in a low voice, "Sleepwalking?"
Sang Yan responded faintly.
"Then I didn't do anything, right?" Without waiting for him to answer, Wen Yifan repeated her previous words, "Just do as I said before. When you see me sleepwalking, just treat me as air. If I get close to you, try to avoid me. "
Hearing this, Sang Yan turned off the stove, "I haven't said anything yet, why are you trying to distance yourself from me?"
Wen Yifan explained, "I'm not trying to distance myself from you. I'm just reminding you."
Sang Yan picked up the pot and asked casually, "Do you want to eat?"
Wen Yifan wanted to say "no" since there was not enough time. But when she looked at the noodles in the pot, she hesitated and felt that it was not a big deal, "Eat."
Sang Yan, "Get your own bowl."
Wen Yifan took two bowls from the cupboard and followed behind him. She continued to probe, "What did I do last night? Were you awake at that time?"
She remembered that she went to bed at two o 'clock in the morning.
He didn't even look up, "I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet."
Wen Yifan sat at the dining table and patiently waited for him to continue. But when she saw that he only cared about the noodles and didn't say anything for a long time, she took the initiative to ask, "Did I, did I do anything inappropriate yesterday?"
Sang Yan put the noodles in front of her and looked at her with a faint smile, "Last night?"
Wen Yifan, "Yes."
Sang Yan paused for a few seconds as if he was recalling and then said, "I didn't do anything like before."
Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.
He added, "But."
Wen Yifan immediately looked at him.
Sang Yan smiled, "I did something more outrageous."
Wen Yifan, "?"
Sang Yan noticed her expression and raised his eyebrows, "Don't imagine those impure images."
"…"
She didn't think of that at all!!!
Wen Yifan calmed herself down. She felt that she was going crazy, but she still had to be extraordinarily calm. She didn't think that it was a big deal at all. She pursed her lips and asked persistently, "So?"
"I won't tell you the details," Sang Yan said lazily, "I'm afraid that after you hear it, you will feel that the world has collapsed and you can't believe that you have such a side to you."
"…"
He said in a very annoying tone, "I am such a considerate and tolerant person."
"It's okay, you can say it." Wen Yifan swallowed her anger and said, "I can accept it."
Sang Yan looked at her, his eyes slid down along her eyes and stopped somewhere. His eyes deepened and he pursed his lips. He retracted his gaze and said in a calm tone as if he had been greatly humiliated, "Forget it, I can't say it out loud."
Wen Yifan, "…"
This character of yours.
You, motherf * cker, still have words that you can't say out loud?
"Let me tell you this." Sang Yan tapped his fingertips on the table and said clearly, "I've been in a good mood recently. So, I won't argue with you about these things for the time being. "
"…"
"But in the future, I will make you pay me back one by one."
Wen Yifan really didn't like the feeling of being in debt, she sincerely said, "Can I pay you back now?"
Sang Yan leaned back on the chair, "It's not time yet."
Wen Yifan, "Then how do I pay you back?"
Sang Yan didn't answer.
The current situation reminded Wen Yifan of the name "Sang Yan" that she accidentally called him when she went to OverTime Bar for the first time because of a slip of the tongue. At that time, Sang Yan thought that she was going to prostitute him.
What she was doing now was a bit similar to "prostitute", but it wasn't quite the same.
She did something bad, so she had to give him some compensation for his mental distress.
Was that what he meant?
Wen Yifan couldn't think of how to pay him back for what she did, so she could only think of the most logical solution. She hesitated, "Do you want me to pay you back?"
Sang Yan's expression froze.
"That, can I write you an IOU first?" Wen Yifan was still a little poor during this period of time, but she wouldn't be so poor after some time. "Then you can just wake me up next time."
Sang Yan stared at her with a blank expression and didn't continue the topic. After a long while, he said impatiently, "Hurry up and eat."
… …
The situation seemed to be reversed after that.
Wen Yifan had heard from him that she kissed him when she was sleepwalking. In addition, it had been a few days, she had already accepted it no matter how much she couldn't believe it.
Although Sang Yan said that she did something more outrageous this time.
But he had always spoken like this, and Wen Yifan did not believe that she could do anything outrageous.
The last time she kissed him, she could explain it by saying that he was defenseless, but now Sang Yan knew that she was sleepwalking. If she really did something outrageous, it was impossible for him not to stop her.
Wen Yifan didn't take the sleepwalking incident to heart.
On the contrary, Sang Yan's reaction became weird, as if he was repeating her previous reaction. As if he was slow to react and only realized that she kissed him. This was especially hard to accept.
She identified it by the chair she placed in front of the door before she slept.
Wen Yifan roughly judged that the frequency of her sleepwalking wasn't high, it would only appear once in a while. In addition, Sang Yan didn't mention much about her sleepwalking, so she gradually felt relieved.
Unknowingly, it was almost the end of April.
Previously, Fu Zhuang mentioned to Wen Yifan that the group would be recruiting new members, but there was no follow-up. Wen Yifan thought that his information was wrong, so she didn't take it to heart.
When she almost forgot about it.
Monday afternoon.
Wen Yifan and Fu Zhuang returned from an interview and found two new faces in the office.
It was a man and a woman. Both of them looked young, like two college students. Since they didn't have a teacher to guide them, they had nothing to do at the moment, so they were sitting in their seats and reading some information.
Fu Zhuang seemed to know one of them, he smiled and said, "Mu Chengyun."
Hearing this name, Wen Yifan looked at the boy's face again and realized that it was the boy who gave her the autograph before. She turned to look at Fu Zhuang and asked casually, "Do you know him?"
"Yes, he's my classmate, his name is Mu Chengyun." Fu Zhuang enthusiastically introduced him to her, "I told you before, he's the one who asked me if our group was still recruiting. He's quite famous in our department, he even acted in a movie! He's so awesome! "
Hearing the conversation between the two, Mu Chengyun stood up and came over to greet them, "Hello, senior, I'm the new intern, Mu Chengyun."
"You can call me sister Yifan or sister Wen. Who knows who you're calling senior, everyone here is your senior. "Fu Zhuang proudly patted his chest," I'm also your senior. "
Mu Chengyun immediately looked at Wen Yifan, it seemed like he was asking for her permission.
"You can call me whatever you want." Wen Yifan said, "Have we met before?"
"Yes." Mu Chengyun smiled shyly, "I didn't expect sister Yifan to be my fan."
"… …"
Fu Zhuang was shocked, "Sister, have you seen his movie?"
Wen Yifan was silent for three seconds and didn't explain, "Yes."
Another intern also chimed in at this moment. She seemed to have a lively personality, and when she smiled, her canine teeth could be seen, "What movie? Let me know if I've seen it before. "
Without waiting for an answer, the girl said again, "By the way, my name is Fang Li. Senior, should I call you sister Yifan from now on? "
Wen Yifan agreed and didn't continue to talk to them. She returned to her seat. She turned on the computer and saw Fang Li taking out her phone and adding Fu Zhuang and Mu Chengyun on WeChat.
After a while.
Wen Yifan just opened the document and felt the light next to her dimmed. She looked up and saw Mu Chengyun standing next to her. She asked politely, "Sister Yifan, can I add your WeChat?"
Fang Li also came over and stood next to her waiting.
Wen Yifan paused for a moment, picked up her phone and nodded, "Sure."
After the friend verification, Wen Yifan scrolled through WeChat. She happened to see that the current landlord had sent her a message not long ago, urging her to pay this month's rent.
Wen Yifan only noticed that it was time to pay the rent when she saw this message.
She couldn't remember anything when she was busy with work.
Wen Yifan quickly apologized and transferred the money to him through the online bank. After the transfer was successful, she found Sang Yan's WeChat and sent a message: It's time to pay this month's rent.
Wen Yifan: Just transfer it to my Alipay.
Then, Wen Yifan put her phone aside and started to write a press release.
Less than half a minute later.
The phone screen next to her lit up.
Wen Yifan looked at the computer while picking up her phone to unlock the screen.
The interface showed Sang Yan's transfer record.
She tapped on it and wanted to confirm the amount.
— — Sang Yan transferred you 30000 yuan.
Wen Yifan exited Alipay and opened WeChat. She felt something was wrong when she was about to reply, "Got it." She tilted her head, reopened Alipay, and looked at Sang Yan's transfer amount again.
Wen Yifan silently counted the number of zeros.
One, two, three, four … …
"… …"
“？”
Four zeros.
Isn't that 10,000 yuan?
His rent for a month is 3,000 yuan.
He wouldn't have transferred 30,000 yuan if he wanted to stay for two or three more months …
Wen Yifan took a screenshot and sent it to him on WeChat: Why did you transfer so much?
Sang Yan replied quickly: [What?]
About a minute later.
Sang Yan: Oh.
Sang Yan: There's an extra zero.
"… …"
Wen Yifan thought that it was different to be rich.
She felt that he wouldn't have noticed it if she didn't mention it.
Wen Yifan: I'll transfer it back for you.
Sang Yan: It's fine.
Sang Yan: I'll deduct it next time.
Wen Yifan thought he was only staying for one more month. She was a little confused when she saw this. She thought for a while and asked: How many months will you be staying for?
Sang Yan:?
Wen Yifan couldn't tell the tone of the text, so she added: Let me confirm.
Wen Yifan: It's easier to decide when to start looking for a new roommate.
Sang Yan didn't reply immediately this time.
After a long time, he sent a voice message.
Wen Yifan listened to it.
Sang Yan dragged the last syllable lazily, "Until you pay off the debt you owe me."
"… …"
Wen Yifan didn't understand: What debt?
Another message.
Sang Yan: Why, do you need me to remind you?
Wen Yifan still hadn't figured it out.
Sang Yan sent a text message this time.
A series of messages came one after another.
Like a heavy hammer, every sentence hammered into her brain.
[You]
[Late Night]
[Rationality is defeated by desire]
[Attempt]
[Possess me]
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