Hearing this, Mu Chengyun was slightly surprised and glanced at Wen Yifan who was behind him. As if he didn't expect it, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior, do you know sister Yifan?"
Sang Yan looked at him coldly without any emotion in his eyes.
"But it doesn't matter if I know her or not." Mu Chengyun's eyes were immature like a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger. It was obvious that he was determined to win. His posture was still unstable, but his tone was clear, "You may have more experience than me, but I think this kind of thing mainly depends on the person, not the moves."
"Depends on the person?" Sang Yan said lazily, "Then you can go home and sleep now."
"… …"
Sang Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he turned around, "Wen Yifan."
Coincidentally, Wen Yifan followed him, "What's wrong?"
Wen Yifan looked at their faces, she didn't know what they were talking about.
Recalling what Mu Chengyun said at the bar, these two people should know each other. Judging from how Sang Yan was dragging Mu Chengyun forward like a sack, and how the other party didn't seem displeased at all —
They were probably quite familiar with each other.
At this moment, Wen Yifan felt that she interrupted their reunion.
Sang Yan stared at her face, "Did you drink?"
Wen Yifan nodded and said honestly, "A little."
Sang Yan, "Can you stand steadily?"
Wen Yifan didn't know why he asked this, but she still replied seriously, "Yes."
"Then do me a favor," Sang Yan took out the car key from his pocket and threw it in her direction, "Go to the front and open the car door first."
Wen Yifan immediately caught it.
Before she could speak, Sang Yan raised his hand and grabbed Mu Chengyun's hat again, he said with a forced smile, "My junior is too drunk, he can't even walk."
Wen Yifan looked at Mu Chengyun and hesitated, "Do you need help?"
"Don't." Sang Yan pulled Mu Chengyun forward. His strength didn't seem gentle at all. Mu Chengyun's face turned red from being strangled. "You are clumsy and careless. How are you going to take care of my skinny junior brother?"
"… …"
Looking at his behavior, Wen Yifan was silent for a while, she didn't mention it again, "Where did you park your car?"
Sang Yan lifted his chin. "Over there."
Mu Chengyun felt a little uncomfortable from the collar.
However, they were already halfway through the show, so they couldn't just stop like that. He looked at Wen Yifan who was a few meters away from him. At the same time, he had to endure Sang Yan's sarcastic sarcasm that he was delicate and delicate. He also began to regret pretending to be drunk tonight.
He walked to the parking lot in the mountain pass.
Wen Yifan quickly walked over and opened the backseat door.
Sang Yan followed behind her and directly stuffed Mu Chengyun in. His actions were neat and straightforward.
Seeing this, Wen Yifan returned the car key to him. She stopped where she was. She didn't know if Sang Yanle was willing to give her a ride, but after thinking for a while, she decided not to embarrass herself.
On the contrary, Mu Chengyun spoke first, "Yifan, why don't you get in the car?"
Wen Yifan hesitantly looked at Sang Yan.
At this moment, Sang Yan was also standing next to the backseat, looking down at her. His eyes were as dark as ink, and his eyebrows were slightly raised as if he was provoking him. Then, without saying a word, he closed the backseat door.
"…"
The meaning of rejection was extremely obvious.
Wen Yifan looked at the time, it was not even ten o 'clock yet.
It was still early, so she didn't pay much attention to it. When she was about to say goodbye and leave, Sang Yan was already walking towards the driver's seat and said, "Sit in the front passenger seat."
Wen Yifan didn't know how to react to his unexpected words, "Are you talking to me?"
Sang Yan opened the car door and paused, "Otherwise?"
Wen Yifan, "Oh, okay."
"If someone is drunk and feels uncomfortable, let him lie down in the backseat," Sang Yan said casually, "Why are you going there?"
"…" Wen Yifan looked inside the car window and noticed Mu Chengyun's slightly pale expression. She inexplicably felt that Sang Yan was exceptionally thoughtful today, "That's true."
After that, she said to Mu Chengyun, "Then you rest in the back, don't drink so much next time."
Mu Chengyun, "… …"
After getting in the car, Sang Yan casually asked, "Where does he live?"
Wen Yifan wasn't very clear about the specifics, she only answered what she knew, "He's a fourth-year student at Nanjing University. I think he's still living in school."
Sang Yan, "Which campus?"
"… …" Wen Yifan recalled the place where she went for the interview last time and said with uncertainty, "It should be the main campus."
"Yes." Mu Chengyun added vaguely from the back.
After that, no one else spoke in the car. The silence was a little strange.
Wen Yifan didn't notice anything wrong with the atmosphere. She only felt that she was a little tipsy. At that moment, her stomach was churning, and there was something in her throat that made her uncomfortable.
In addition, the car was closed, and the smell of alcohol was spreading.
The smell wasn't very pleasant, and it made her feel like vomiting even more violently.
Wen Yifan couldn't help but say, "Can I open the window?"
Sang Yan took the time to look at her and didn't say anything. He freed his hand, moved to the left, and pressed the button that controlled the window.
The next moment, the window on Wen Yifan's side was lowered.
A cool breeze blew in from outside with an unknown floral fragrance.
Wen Yifan instantly felt a lot better and thanked him. She leaned against the window and regretted drinking that glass of wine on an empty stomach. She thought that it would be better to make soup to drink when she got home.
Wen Yifan's thoughts gradually drifted as the wind blew.
She recalled what Mu Chengyun said at the party just now. Sang Yan drank more than a dozen bottles of wine without batting an eyelid during dinner. She didn't know why, but she recalled the first time Sang Yan "drank" in front of her in high school.
She remembered that it was Su Haoan's birthday that day.
For this, Su Haoan invited a lot of people in the class, including Wen Yifan.
Wen Yifan didn't participate much in this kind of group activities and gatherings. This time, it was because Su Haoan had invited her many times. She was too embarrassed to refuse anymore.
The location was set at a KTV in Shangan.
Su Haoan told her the private room number in advance. Wen Yifan asked the waiter and went straight in. She saw Sang Yan sitting on the side of the private room as soon as she pushed the door open. He was wearing a black t-shirt, leaning against the back of the chair with a drink in his hand.
Sang Yan tilted his head when he saw her, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Wen Yifan was pulled over by the girl on the other side before she could make any movements.
The two of them didn't have much interaction for the whole night.
Wen Yifan didn't plan to stay for too long. When it was almost nine o 'clock, she got up to say goodbye to Su Haoan and wished him a happy birthday. She didn't want to disturb the other students. She quietly went out through the small door at the back of the KTV.
She went down the stairs and there was a small square below. There was a row of shops and a McDonald's next to it.
Wen Yifan touched her pocket and was considering if she should buy a microphone. Suddenly, the shadow in front of her was covered by a taller shadow. She subconsciously looked up and instantly met Sang Yan's sloppy eyes.
She paused, "Are you going back too?"
Sang Yan said lazily, "Yes."
Both of them lived in different directions. Wen Yifan nodded, "I'll see you on Monday. Be careful on the road."
After that, Wen Yifan walked towards the direction of McDonald's. But after a few steps, Sang Yan's body slightly swayed. He suddenly grabbed her arm as if he was trying to steady himself.
Wen Yifan turned her head, "What's wrong?"
Sang Yan didn't let go of her and slowly said, "I'm dizzy."
Wen Yifan looked at his face when she heard this. He looked no different from usual. His eyes were dark but bright as if they were dyed with the light from the street lamps. She didn't know what happened to him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I can't stand properly." Sang Yan looked at Wen Yifan and emphasized, "I need someone to support me."
"… …"
Wen Yifan hesitantly walked back to him and happened to smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body, "Did you drink?"
Sang Yan nodded again.
Wen Yifan didn't think it was appropriate, "Why would a high school student like you drink?"
"I took the wrong bottle, it's the same red can." Sang Yan said, "I thought it was coke."
"Oh." Wen Yifan didn't know how to deal with it. She thought for a while, "Then I'll call Su Haoan and ask him to come down and pick you up? Or you can call your parents — — "
Sang Yan interrupted her, "I don't like troublesome people."
I don't like troublesome people.
Does that include me?
"Then," Wen Yifan thought for a while and pointed to the stairs next to her, "Sit down and sober up first?"
"… …"
She finished her sentence slowly, "I'll go back first?"
Sang Yan stared at her without knowing if he was angry or amused. He seemed to be a little aggrieved, he waved his hand at her after a while.
"Okay, you can go."
Wen Yifan walked to McDonald's again. Soon, she turned around and saw Sang Yanzhen sitting down on the stairs. His sitting posture was relaxed, and his black hair fell on his forehead. He lowered his head and she couldn't see his face clearly.
He looked like a poor homeless person.
Wen Yifan looked away and continued to walk forward.
It didn't take long before she stopped again, sighed and walked back to him.
"Sang Yan."
Sang Yan didn't even raise his eyes and casually responded with an "ah".
Wen Yifan didn't know what to do since she had never encountered such a situation before. She couldn't even take care of herself, let alone others. She could only say, "Can you walk? I'll send you to the bus stop. "
The next moment, Sang Yan raised his head, paused for a few seconds and reached out to her.
"I can't stand up."
Wen Yifan licked her lips, held his wrist and exerted force to pull him up.
He didn't budge at all.
She exerted more force.
He still didn't budge.
Wen Yifan was a little depressed and squatted down, "I'll go up and call Su Haoan to come down."
Sang Yan looked at her calmly and said noncommittally, "Can't you use more force?"
"I can't drag you, you're too heavy." Wen Yifan pulled him again as she said, "Look — —"
Before he could finish, Sang Yan stood up in a relaxed manner.
Wen Yifan was stunned.
Sang Yan stood still and continued to order, "Let's go to the bus stop."
"… …"
Wen Yifan felt a little strange, but she couldn't tell what it was. She could only say, "How do I help you?"
Sang Yan thought for a while, "Give me a shoulder."
Wen Yifan was a little unwilling to pull him up after a long time. She was afraid that he would put all his weight on her and crush her, "Can't I just hold your arm?"
Sang Yan smiled, "Can you hold both sides?"
Wen Yifan didn't understand, "How do I hold both sides?"
She imagined the posture and it felt no different from hugging.
"Only one side." Sang Yan pursed his lips, "I can't stand on the other side."
"… …"
Wen Yifan thought for a while before she bit the bullet and accepted. She thought that it was not too far away, so she gritted her teeth and walked over. It didn't seem appropriate to leave a drunk person like him here.
She leaned over, "Then you do it."
When he said that, Sang Yan acted as if it was a matter of course and was extremely shameless. But when it came to actual combat, he dawdled and couldn't lift his arm for a long time.
In the end, Wen Yifan couldn't wait any longer. She lifted his right arm and put it on her shoulder.
Maybe it was Wen Yifan's illusion, but Sang Yan's body seemed to be a little stiff. Then, she didn't feel a boulder-like weight pressing on her body as she imagined.
She subconsciously glanced at his face a few times.
After walking for a short distance.
Wen Yifan suddenly felt Sang Yan's body trembling slightly. He couldn't help but let out a low laugh. She raised her head and her eyes were fixed on the dimples on his lips. She continued to look up and met his eyes.
He was laughing to himself. His shallow breath seemed to be sprayed on her neck.
He looked like he was drunk. Wen Yifan asked blankly, "What are you laughing at?"
Sang Yan was still laughing, "Nothing."
"… …" She looked at him strangely and continued to help him move forward.
When they were approaching the station, Sang Yan suddenly called her, "Wen Shuangjiang."
Wen Yifan, "Hmm?"
"Let me tell you something."
"What?"
"I remembered wrongly." Sang Yan twitched his lips and dragged the last syllable. He returned to his usual annoying look, "I'm drinking Coke tonight."
… …
Unknowingly, the car had arrived at the entrance of Nanwu University.
Perhaps it was because he had rested in the car for a while, but Mu Chengyun now looked a lot more awake. He got off the car and smiled. He didn't ask Sang Yan to send him in and said goodbye to them.
Wen Yifan waved at him and glanced at the entrance of Nanwu University.
She turned her head and happened to meet Sang Yan's eyes.
She immediately looked away.
It was another silent journey.
During the journey, Sang Yan only asked, "Is this your colleague?"
"The new intern," Wen Yifan said, "I think he's a junior you know?"
Sang Yan said calmly, "I think so."
The car drove to the underground parking lot of the community.
After Wen Yifan's feet touched the ground, she clearly felt that the alcohol she drank was a little strong. At this moment, she felt like she was floating and the world was shaking.
Sang Yan got off a few seconds later than her and was locking the car with the car key. Then, he noticed Wen Yifan's state and asked casually, "What's wrong?"
Hearing his voice, Wen Yifan inexplicably thought of Mu Chengyun's red neck when he was strangled. She subconsciously raised her hand and pressed down on the hood of her sweater, "Nothing …"
"… …"
Sang Yan felt that her behavior was strange, but he didn't notice anything wrong from her expression. He stared at her for a few seconds before looking away and walking in the direction of the elevator.
Wen Yifan followed behind him, walking slowly.
He entered the elevator for a while before she followed him in. She walked to the inside and leaned against the inner wall of the elevator.
After reaching the sixteenth floor.
Seeing the elevator door open, Wen Yifan was ready to walk out. But after standing for a long time, the soles of her feet were inexplicably weak and a little soft.
At the same time, Sang Yan turned around and seemed to want to say something to her. Before he said anything, Wen Yifan's body leaned forward. She felt that she couldn't control anything. She reflexively held onto his arm and the other hand grabbed his tie.
Her face also bumped into his chest.
For a moment, all her senses were occupied by the overwhelming sandalwood fragrance on his body.
Sang Yan's body leaned down.
She subconsciously raised her head, the tip of her nose hit his chin, and then she took a step back.
At this moment, the elevator door also closed.
The scene seemed to be frozen.
The first person to react was Sang Yan.
Sang Yan stood up, stretched out his hand to pull his tie crooked, and pressed the button to open the door calmly. Then, he tilted his head and looked at her meaningfully, "What's the reason this time?"
Wen Yifan explained, "Sorry, I can't stand steadily."
"When I asked you just now," Sang Yan said thoughtfully, "Weren't you still standing steadily?"
"… …"
There was silence for three seconds.
In the quiet elevator, Sang Yan suddenly called her, "Wen Yifan."
Wen Yifan raised her head slowly, "Ah?"
Sang Yan looked at her from head to toe and raised his eyebrows, "You want to pursue me?"
"…" Wen Yifan's brain was in a mess, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while, "What?"
"If that's what you mean, you can be more straightforward. Maybe … "Sang Yan slightly bent down and met her eyes. He dragged the last word, paused for two seconds, then slowly added, "I can think about it."
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