"… …"
Wen Yifan stared at the screen for a while. She was shocked by the words "desire" and "possession". Her expression was a little stiff. Her fingertips moved on the screen and slowly typed a question mark.
Before she could send it, Su Tian who just came back from the computer room interrupted her.
Su Tian slid down from the rolling chair and leaned over to whisper to her, "Damn, I just came in and saw that intern. I thought I went to the wrong place and was shocked."
Wen Yifan subconsciously turned off her phone and looked up, "Hmm?"
"That's the new male intern." Su Tian pretended to glance at him casually as if she had fallen in love, "Oh my god, I'm in love. A handsome puppy type guy, tall, handsome and cute. "
Wen Yifan laughed, "Why didn't you say Dazhuang is a puppy?"
Fu Zhuang happened to pass by.
Su Tian rolled her eyes and said bluntly, "He's at most a puppy."
"… …" Fu Zhuang immediately stopped. Although he didn't hear the first part of the sentence, he immediately took it seriously and shouted, "Sister Tian, why are you still attacking me? How am I a puppy? "
Su Tian sent him away with a few words, "I'm not talking about you."
After Fu Zhuang left, Su Tian continued to gossip with Wen Yifan, "Why do I feel that this puppy keeps looking at us? Is he interested in you or me?"
After that, she glanced at Wen Yifan's side profile and instantly changed her words, "Alright, I'm the one who humiliated myself."
"… …"
Wen Yifan also looked over.
At this time, Mu Chengyun was sitting in his seat and staring at the computer screen coldly. After a few seconds, he suddenly looked up as he noticed their gazes. He immediately smiled embarrassedly when he met their gazes.
He looked really cute.
Wen Yifan also smiled politely and looked away. She didn't feel anything strange and said gently, "Why are you thinking so much? It's probably your first day at work and you want to get to know your colleagues. "
"I'm just gossiping. Why aren't you interested in handsome guys at all?" Su Tian was a little curious, "Eh, do you like this type?"
"Ah?"
"Why do I feel that you're not interested at all? Do you have a favorite type? What's your ideal type? "Su Tian began to list for her." Gentle? Domineering? Cheerful? … "
Wen Yifan was stunned. Sang Yan's arrogant face inexplicably flashed in her mind.
Wen Yifan stopped breathing when she realized her thoughts. She happened to meet Su Tian's face which was waiting for her answer. After a few seconds of silence, she dismissed the idea and smiled without answering.
The short chat ended.
Wen Yifan continued to write for a while. Not long after, she remembered that she didn't have time to reply to Sang Yan's message. She unlocked her phone and looked at the string of words again. She felt as if she had received some kind of spam.
But with a buffer period, he didn't find it too hard to accept.
Instead, he felt numb.
Wen Yifan deleted the question mark in the input box and typed again hesitantly.
[What about you?]
[Are you alright?]
Three seconds later.
Sang Yan was confused.
Wen Yifan didn't know exactly what she had done while sleepwalking, and she couldn't explain it either. After asking about the "victim's" condition, she directly asked: [How do you want to resolve this matter?]
Sang Yan: [We'll talk about it later.]
Wen Yifan couldn't help but say: [You seem to have been thinking about it for a long time.]
Sang Yan sent another voice message as if he was really too lazy to type.
It was just two words, arrogant and matter-of-fact, "Yes."
"… …"
There was nothing else.
It was as if he was saying, 'You have to wait even if I think about it for another ten years.'
Wen Yifan endured it and replied in a good temper: [Okay, take your time to think about it.]
… …
Although he said that, Sang Yan seemed to have completely forgotten about it if Wen Yifan didn't take the initiative to mention it.
His attitude was as if he could not mention this matter, but if Wen Yifan showed any signs of forgetting about it, he would remind her in an extremely straightforward manner without batting an eyelid.
It made her unable to forget her "evil deeds".
She couldn't forget that he was the weak, humble, and abused party.
And she was a heartless pervert who forgot after having fun.
After a long time, Wen Yifan really started to feel that she was possessed by something when she was sleepwalking, and she became a prostitute. The only unlucky prostitute in the house who could prostitute her was the famous Miss Sang in the Fallen Street.
Her net worth was so high that she couldn't afford it.
She was heavily in debt.
She also felt terrified because of the calm before the storm.
She always felt that Sang Yan was preparing something big to deal with her in a place she couldn't see.
After the Labor Day holiday, the team recruited two new reporters through the social recruitment.
A few days later, the director specially picked a time when everyone was free and organized a small party to welcome the new reporters. The party notice was issued at noon, but the location had not been confirmed.
After receiving the notice, Fu Zhuang complained in front of Wen Yifan, "Sister, the director said that I'll be part of the welcome party."
Wen Yifan didn't react, "What's wrong?"
"I've been interning here for four months! He said that he's not a biased person. "Fu Zhuang looked aggrieved," He said that I shouldn't feel neglected! "
"That's good." Wen Yifan comforted him, "If you're not included this time, only Fang Li and the others are welcome. Then what's the difference between you and the air in the team? "
"… …" Fu Zhuang was silent for three seconds, "That makes sense."
Mu Chengyun heard their conversation and also joined in, "Sister Yifan, are you coming tonight?"
The party was not mandatory, after all, most people had to work the next day. The director also said that it was voluntary. But out of courtesy and respect, most people would participate.
Wen Yifan had an appointment with an expert for a phone interview that night, but she wasn't sure.
"Not necessarily, I'll see how it goes."
Fu Zhuang was a little disappointed, "Sister, are you busy tonight?"
Mu Chengyun also asked, "Are you going to work late?"
"Yeah." Wen Yifan said casually, "I'll try my best to be there."
… …
It was already nine o 'clock in the evening when Wen Yifan finished the phone interview and finished writing the draft based on the interview. She packed her things and was about to leave when the director came out of the office.
Wen Yifan was stunned, "Director, didn't you go to the gathering?"
The director's name was Gan Hongyuan, he was almost fifty years old, slightly plump, his eyes squinted when he smiled, he was as kind as the Maitreya Buddha. He was holding a briefcase in his hand, he smiled and said, "I just finished a meeting."
Wen Yifan nodded.
"You just finished your work, right? Let's go to the gathering together, relax." Gan Hongyuan said, "Their gathering is over, it's time for the next one. It's near the company, let's go together. "
Wen Yifan didn't plan to go, but she had to agree this time.
On the way.
Gan Hongyuan talked to her about all kinds of past events. His voice was gentle and calm, it sounded like he was hypnotizing her. At the end of the conversation, he would add a few chicken soup and philosophical words, hoping to resonate with Wen Yifan.
Wen Yifan's heart was calm, but she could only pretend to resonate with him in front of him.
They got along harmoniously.
While Gan Hongyuan was immersed in his memories, Wen Yifan glanced at her phone. When she saw the message in the group, she knew that the second half of the gathering was set at the OverTime Bar. They had already arrived, and a booth was set up for those who weren't there yet.
The location reminded Wen Yifan of Sang Yan.
Wen Yifan didn't see Sang Yan much at home recently. He seemed to be busy, he didn't stay at home all day like before. He was either lying on the bed playing with his phone like he was paralyzed, or sleeping in his room.
She didn't ask what Sang Yan was busy with.
She guessed that he probably found a new job and began to live the life of an office worker.
At OverTime Bar.
Wen Yifan was brought by the waiter to the booth where the others were.
Wen Yifan could hear the sounds of them having fun from afar, they looked noisy and excited. But when they saw Gan Hongyuan, everyone quieted down.
It was like their nature was tied up by something, they weren't as outgoing as before.
However, Gan Hongyuan was just there for show, he didn't stay long and left.
Wen Yifan arrived late, she didn't know what they were playing, she could only watch quietly. She first sat on the side, the person next to her happened to be Su Tian. During this period, there were always people getting up to go to the toilet or do something else.
People were coming and going, their positions were constantly changing.
Unknowingly, the person next to Wen Yifan became Mu Chengyun.
Mu Chengyun seemed to have drunk a lot, his cheeks were a little red, he didn't look very sober. When he saw Wen Yifan, he curled up his lips and greeted her politely, "Sister Yifan."
Wen Yifan nodded and reminded, "Don't drink too much, you still have to work tomorrow."
"I didn't drink a lot," Mu Chengyun looked very obedient, "I only drank one can."
Fu Zhuang just came back from the toilet and sat next to Wen Yifan. He looked like he was gossiping again, he said with a little excitement, "Sister Yifan, I just saw your classmate!"
Wen Yifan turned her head, "Who?"
Fu Zhuang, "That … …"
He stopped.
He obviously couldn't remember the name.
Wen Yifan, "Hmm?"
Fu Zhuang scratched his head, he thought for a long time, he could only say a nickname, "That! Beautiful! "
"… …" Wen Yifan glanced around.
It was too dark in the bar, Wen Yifan didn't have a good view, so she didn't see Sang Yan's figure. She casually withdrew her gaze and did not respond to him. She only smiled.
Mu Chengyun who was next to him asked, "What beautiful?"
"Didn't I tell you?" Fu Zhuang took out his phone and quickly scrolled to the video, "Come, let's enjoy it together, my idol! My dream in this life is to be like him! He's rich, handsome and awesome! "
Mu Chengyun took the phone and looked down for a long time, he suddenly said, "This looks like senior Sang Yan."
Fu Zhuang was stunned, "You know him too?"
"Haven't you seen the school's post?" Mu Chengyun looked at it for a while and returned the phone to him, "It's the post about the school hunk, it's still on the front page of the forum, there are people commenting on it every day."
"Why would I pay attention to who is the school hunk, I'm not gay." Fu Zhuang said, "So what you mean is, this beautiful is also from Nanjing University?"
"It should be." The video was censored, so Mu Chengyun wasn't sure, "If I'm not wrong."
"He can get into Nanjing University." Fu Zhuang felt even more unbalanced, "Isn't his grades good?"
"Yes, I've seen him once." Mu Chengyun said, "My previous department head was in the same class as him. After their graduation ceremony, I followed them to their dinner party. "
Fu Zhuang asked, "And then, did something shocking happen?"
"Nothing much, just a deep impression." Mu Chengyun smiled, "Because they graduated, everyone would symbolically drink a little, but not too much because they had to work the next day."
Mu Chengyun said, "But the two famous people in the computer science department, only senior Duan and senior Sang drank. One didn't drink, and the other drank more than ten bottles without batting an eyelid."
Fu Zhuang was curious, "Who drank more than ten bottles?"
Mu Chengyun said, "Senior Sang."
Hearing that, Wen Yifan stopped drinking and turned to look at him.
Fu Zhuang reasonably analyzed, "Then is it because he likes to drink, so he opened a bar now?"
"Not really." Mu Chengyun recalled, "He seemed to be in a bad mood that day, he didn't speak, he just drank there. Someone advised him to stop drinking, but he pretended not to hear it. "
"Oh." Fu Zhuang wasn't interested in this, he said casually, "Then something must have happened, it's graduation breakup season. He might have been dumped, or his confession failed, or the person he liked was going to another city and was separated from him. "
"Maybe." Mu Chengyun said, "I only heard him say one thing that night."
Fu Zhuang was interested again, "What did he say?"
Mu Chengyun thought for a while, he looked dizzy, "It's been too long, I can't remember."
Fu Zhuang was left hanging, he panicked, "Then don't mention it!"
"… …"
That was the end of the topic.
Although Wen Yifan didn't feel involved when she heard about Sang Yan's past from others, she still felt a little strange. She lowered her head and stared at the bubbling wine in the glass. It took her a while to recover.
… …
Wen Yifan had to go to work the next day, plus she had been busy the whole day, she felt really sleepy. She didn't stay long, she drank all the wine in the glass and found an excuse to leave.
Mu Chengyun also got up, "I have to go back too."
The others were having fun, he didn't force them to stay, he just told them to be careful.
The two of them walked out.
When Wen Yifan passed by the bar counter, she subconsciously glanced at it, but she quickly looked away.
They left the bar.
Wen Yifan wanted to walk towards the direction of the subway station, but she thought of Mu Chengyun next to her, she asked, "Are you going back to Nanjing University?"
Mu Chengyun didn't seem to be a good drinker, his eyes were a little blurred at the moment, he seemed to be drunk.
"Oh, yes."
Wen Yifan, "Then let's go to the subway station together."
Mu Chengyun, "Okay."
After a few steps, Mu Chengyun looked like he couldn't walk anymore and was about to fall. Wen Yifan subconsciously grabbed his arm and supported him, "Are you okay?"
Mu Chengyun murmured, "I can't stand steadily."
Wen Yifan hesitated for a moment, when she was thinking about how to deal with it, someone suddenly came up from behind. The man stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Chengyun's hoodie, he said expressionlessly, "Can't stand steadily?"
Wen Yifan heard this voice and looked over.
She saw Sang Yan's side profile.
Sang Yan was wearing a black suit today, which was unusual. His tie was loosely tied, and his jacket was open, revealing the white shirt inside. This solemn attire didn't make him more well-behaved, he didn't suppress his arrogance at all, instead, it made him even more arrogant.
After that, Sang Yan raised his eyelids and fixed his eyes on Wen Yifan's hand on Mu Chengyun's arm.
Then, he raised his head again and looked at her.
Wen Yifan was about to speak.
Sang Yan spoke first, "Let go."
"… …" She immediately let go of her hand.
At the same time, Sang Yan unceremoniously dragged Mu Chengyun forward, as if he was doing a good deed. The two of them were tall and walked fast, they gradually distanced themselves from Wen Yifan who was behind them.
After a while, Mu Chengyun broke away from his hand, he didn't look as confused as before, "Senior Sang?"
Sang Yan also withdrew his hand and looked at him from head to toe, "Who are you?"
"I'm also a student of Nanjing University." Mu Chengyun smiled, "I've seen you before."
"Oh." Sang Yan twitched his lower lip, "You're awake now?"
Mu Chengyun didn't look guilty at all, he rubbed his head again, he didn't seem to have recovered from the shock, "What?"
Sang Yan looked at him and suddenly laughed, "Hey, stop pretending."
Mu Chengyun's movement stopped.
"Don't you have any other tricks? Just your lousy tricks. "Sang Yan looked careless, as if he didn't care about his behavior at all," I used them 800 years ago. "
"… …"
Sang Yan laughed, "If it was useful, would it be your turn?"
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