The air was still.
Half of Sang Yan's face was still buried in her hair. He grabbed her wrist with his right hand and put it in front of him. His action was intimate and natural, as if he was treating her like a treasure. But it was also like a prison, making her unable to move.
Slowly and painstakingly, he tore apart the only remaining thoughts in her mind.
Wen Yifan's body was stiff. She clenched her fist and didn't even dare to breathe. She had never been so close to the opposite sex. She could clearly feel her face burning.
It was completely out of control.
Until she couldn't hold her breath, she slowly came back to her senses and exhaled slightly.
Wen Yifan didn't dare to act rashly and didn't dare to look back at him. She was afraid that he had already woken up and she would meet his long-awaited meaningful gaze.
She couldn't continue this stable situation.
It was like self-deception.
As long as she didn't look back, he would never wake up.
Wen Yifan put all her attention on Sang Yan behind her. Her mind couldn't fit anything else. She tried to figure out how deep he was sleeping through the frequency of his breathing.
A few minutes passed like this.
As time passed, she gradually became anxious.
She felt that she couldn't just sit still and wait for death.
Wen Yifan mustered up her courage and decided to try a second time.
Staring at Sang Yan's wrist, Wen Yifan raised her other hand and carefully pried open his fingers one by one. It wasn't until she put his hand back in place that she relaxed a little.
She hesitated and looked back again.
The hair in front of Sang Yan's forehead was fine and messy. He looked less sharp than usual. His eyes were still closed, covered by his fine eyelashes. He didn't move anymore.
Wen Yifan suddenly felt that dawn was near.
She retracted her gaze, sat up, and moved to the bed bit by bit.
Ten centimeters.
Five centimeters.
Just a little more.
When her feet touched the ground, Wen Yifan heard Sang Yan's slightly hoarse voice.
"Wen Yifan?"
"…"
Wen Yifan's brain froze for a moment. She paused for a few seconds before turning her head mechanically.
She met Sang Yan's gaze.
The world was quiet at this moment.
She didn't know when he woke up. Sang Yan's expression was much clearer than before, with a hint of inquiry. He also sat up, looked around, and then looked at her. "Why are you here?"
Before she could reply, Sang Yan spoke again. As if he had not slept enough, his eyelids drooped slightly. His voice was low and hoarse, and there was a hint of anger in his words. "Explain."
"…"
Wen Yifan closed her eyes.
She was about to get off the bed. She was only a few steps away from leaving the room.
In the end, Sang Yan woke up.
Wen Yifan felt that her previous fear was like a joke.
It would have been better to wake him up right from the start.
"You must be dreaming." This time, Wen Yifan decided to use a delaying tactic to fool him before he completely woke up. She suppressed her emotions and added without changing her expression, "He'll be back to normal when he wakes up."
"..." Sang Yan stared at her, angry and amused. "Do I look like an idiot?"
"Yes." Wen Yifan said as she walked out, comforting him absent-mindedly, "Go back to sleep. You won't look like the same person when you wake up."
"…"
Wen Yifan walked out of Sang Yan's room calmly and quickly returned to the master bedroom. She locked the door and immediately slumped on the floor, exhausted. She leaned against the door and listened to the movements outside vigilantly.
She didn't hear Sang Yan coming out.
Wen Yifan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after, Wen Yifan got up again and went to the toilet.
She felt that she couldn't stay in the same space as Sang Yan for the time being. She had to leave the room before Sang Yan came out of the room. She would solve this problem when she came back at night.
She would solve this peacefully after she adjusted her emotions.
Wen Yifan tidied herself up as fast as she could, then took her bag and left the room. At this time, the door of Sang Yan's room was closed, but the toilet door on the other side was open. She could faintly see Sang Yan standing in front of the sink.
She could also hear the sound of running water.
She stopped and braced herself to walk out.
At the same time, the sound of running water stopped.
Wen Yifan happened to walk to the toilet door.
Sang Yan turned his head and looked in her direction. He had just washed his face, so there were still water droplets on his face. Seeing this, he reached out without warning, grabbed Wen Yifan's arm, and pulled her in his direction.
Wen Yifan was forced to stop and took a few steps in his direction.
She looked up.
She bumped into Sang Yan's sloppy eyes.
"You ran quite fast."
"…" Wen Yifan didn't show any emotion on her face and said calmly, "What?"
Sang Yan didn't say anything.
Wen Yifan couldn't pretend anymore in this situation, so she could only come up with a reasonable reason, "I'm not going to pretend that nothing happened, but I'm in a hurry now. There's an interview this morning, and it's almost time. "
Sang Yan looked calm, as if he was waiting for her to say something else.
Wen Yifan gently said, "Wait for me to come back at night, and then we can deal with this matter, okay?"
"Hmm?" Sang Yan smiled and said word by word, "No."
Wen Yifan choked.
Sang Yan let go of her arm and bent down slightly to look at her at the same level. There were still water droplets on his eyelashes, and the corner of his lips twitched, "First, tell me what happened to you this morning."
"Sleepwalking." Wen Yifan explained, "I can't control this behavior."
"Didn't you say you wouldn't enter my room?"
"I really don't know what happened this time." Wen Yifan noticed his expression and said sincerely, "Sorry, this is indeed my problem. There won't be a second time. "
Sang Yan said lazily, "You're scaring me."
Wen Yifan, "Huh?"
"After all, I don't know to what extent you'll do, maybe one day you'll wake up." Sang Yan said shamelessly, "My chastity has been ruthlessly taken away by you."
"… …" Wen Yifan frowned.
"You don't have to do that." Sang Yan paused deliberately, "Covet me."
"… …"
Can you!? Be reasonable! Be reasonable!
Wen Yifan controlled her temper and said calmly, "Let's talk about the facts. I just found a place to sleep on your bed. In fact, I didn't touch you at all. "
Sang Yan, "How do you know?"
"I woke up earlier than you did." Wen Yifan was already on the verge of breaking down, and now that Sang Yan was still pestering her endlessly, Wen Yifan decided to go all out. "On the contrary, you're the one who doesn't sleep well. When I was about to get up, you pulled me back —"
Wen Yifan's rationality came back in an instant.
She swallowed the rest of her words.
"What? You pulled me back, and then? " Sang Yan looked at her playfully, as if he didn't know what happened after that. He said in an obnoxious tone, "You should finish your sentence."
"… …"
"In short, you had physical contact with me when you weren't awake." Wen Yifan pursed her lips and said fairly, "So we're considered to have canceled each other out."
Sang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Canceled what?"
Wen Yifan said calmly, "When I sleepwalked and hugged you."
"… …"
"Oh." Sang Yan said leisurely, "So that's how it works."
When he said that, Wen Yifan instantly realized that there was something wrong with what she said.
"But I'm still the one who's at a disadvantage." Sang Yan's lips loosened, and he said arrogantly, "Isn't it obvious who has feelings for who?"
"… …"
Wen Yifan's mind was in a mess, and she really didn't know how to deal with this person.
Moreover, when she heard what he said before, she only felt speechless, and now she felt a little guilty because her thoughts were exposed. She simply said that she had to rush for the interview and proposed to solve this matter when she came back in the evening.
She pretended to be calm.
Sang Yan looked at her from head to toe, looking thoughtful, as if he was trying to figure out what was wrong.
After a while, he agreed readily.
This seemed to be a pardon, so Wen Yifan didn't say anything more and immediately went out.
After leaving the space where she was alone with Sang Yan, Wen Yifan didn't feel relaxed at all. She only felt a headache. After all, she had to formally discuss this matter when she came back in the evening.
The main thing was that Wen Yifan didn't know what to solve.
It wasn't a one-night stand, nor was it a drunken mess.
It was just because she sleepwalked to the wrong place, so the two of them slept on the same bed without interfering with each other for a night. At best, it could be said that she rented half a bed from him.
Sigh.
How could this be solved?
Did she have to rent half a bed for him?
She was melancholy the whole way.
When she returned to the TV station, Wen Yifan put her energy back on work and temporarily put this matter behind her. She applied for equipment and an interview car, and went out with Mu Chengyun, the only free person in the office, for an interview.
The two of them walked in the direction of the parking lot.
Wen Yifan looked down at the message on her phone.
Mu Chengyun chatted with her, "Sister Yifan, are you free after work tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?" Wen Yifan thought about tomorrow, "I'm not sure, why?"
"A senior I know just gave birth to a daughter." Mu Chengyun scratched his head and was a little embarrassed, "I want to pick a gift for her, but I don't know much about these things."
"A daughter?" Wen Yifan suddenly understood, "Then you can ask Sister Zhen Yu, she also has a daughter of a few years old."
"… …"
Mu Chengyun was silent for three seconds, "Okay."
Just as they were about to reach the car, Mu Chengyun suddenly stared at her face and seemed to have just noticed it, "Sister Yifan, there's something dirty on your face." He pointed at the same spot on his face, "Here, it seems to be dust."
"Ah." Wen Yifan took out a tissue from her pocket and rubbed it on the spot he pointed at, "Is it here?"
"A little lower … no, to the left." Seeing that she couldn't wipe it clean, Mu Chengyun simply took the tissue from her hand and said with an innocent expression, "Let me help you wipe it off."
"… …"
Wen Yifan didn't react in time.
He had already raised his hand.
Wen Yifan was a little uncomfortable and resisted being so close to him. She subconsciously took a step back and smiled politely, "It's okay, I'll deal with it later."
Mu Chengyun's expression froze, and he touched his nose awkwardly, "Okay."
The two of them got into the car.
Wen Yifan sat in the driver's seat and looked at the rearview mirror to wipe the stains off her face. Then, she started the car. She looked at the front and said casually, "Chengyun, check the equipment first."
Mu Chengyun came back to his senses and said obediently, "Okay."
No one spoke in the car, only the news was broadcasted. It was quiet, but not too quiet.
Soon, Mu Chengyun broke the silence and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, this senior of mine is Senior Sang's classmate. He got married right after he graduated, and he even has a child now. "
Wen Yifan nodded, "Pretty good."
Mu Chengyun said, "Sister Yifan, how did you meet Senior Sang? I remember that your alma mater is Yihe University. "
Wen Yifan said concisely, "High school classmate."
Mu Chengyun was surprised, "Have you known each other for so long? I see that both of you have a good relationship. "
"Yes."
"I thought that both of you were a couple because I saw that Senior Sang was quite special to you." Mu Chengyun was a little envious, "It seems that both of you are very close friends."
Wen Yifan was too lazy to explain, she just smiled.
"Then, Sister Yifan, do you know that Senior Sang had a crush on someone in high school? He seemed to have chased after that person for a long time, but he couldn't get her. " Mu Chengyun smiled, "My senior told me several times, but he had never seen her before. He was also very curious about what kind of person could make such an outstanding person like Senior Sang like her for so long."
Wen Yifan felt that this boy seemed to be more gossipy than Fu Zhuang, she said absent-mindedly, "I'm not too sure."
"I remember that during the graduation dinner, someone said, 'Is it because what you can't get is always the best?'" Mu Chengyun paused, "Ah, right. I remember what Senior Sang said at that time. "
Wen Yifan took the time to look at him.
"He said …" Mu Chengyun's eyes were clear, and his smile was clean and bright, "'Otherwise, do you think I'm such a sentimental person?'"
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