Wen Yifan retracted her gaze and didn't comment on his words. She just nodded.
She couldn't verify the authenticity of his words.
The only thing she was puzzled about was why they would mention Sang Yan's high school incident at the dinner after the graduation ceremony. After all, even Su Haoan didn't seem to know about their relationship.
Moreover, according to Sang Yan's proud character, he would never show his weakness in front of others, and he was too lazy to talk to others.
Therefore, Wen Yifan couldn't figure out why this matter was brought up.
However, it was also possible that he took it as a joke and said it calmly?
After all, it had been so long.
It seemed quite reasonable when she thought about it.
Wen Yifan didn't think much about it, she just felt that it was quite magical.
She didn't think about it.
She would become the "best" one in this way.
"Later, Senior Sang also said," Mu Chengyun looked at her sideways and added appropriately, "If he met her again, he might pursue her again, but his mentality would definitely be different from before."
Wen Yifan turned the steering wheel and didn't say anything.
After he finished speaking, Mu Chengyun was silent for a few seconds, as if he was guessing her thoughts. He smiled faintly and said in a casual tone, "But it should be just drunk talk, it might not be his true thoughts."
After he finished speaking, the car fell into silence again.
Wen Yifan pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Didn't you say before?"
"Huh?"
Wen Yifan pointed out the loophole in his words, "Did he only say one sentence the whole night?"
"… …" Mu Chengyun's smile froze, but he quickly returned to normal, "Did I say that before? I don't remember it. Maybe I was drunk and said something wrong. "
"Then you should be more careful in the future, don't get too drunk when you go out to play. We are in this line of work, unexpected events can happen at any time. " Wen Yifan reminded him seriously, "Also, you can gossip casually, but you can't use this kind of attitude when you are doing news."
"… …"
"What you see and hear should be how the report should be." Just like how she treated Fu Zhuang, Wen Yifan said calmly, "You can't rely on guessing, hearing wrong, remembering wrong, or saying wrong. You have to be realistic. "
Mu Chengyun's smile completely disappeared.
His expression became serious and he quickly responded, "I understand."
He drove the car to Nanwu People's Hospital.
Wen Yifan found a place to park the car. The two of them took the equipment and got out of the car. They followed the signs and walked to the orthopedics department of the hospital. Wen Yifan took the opportunity to look at her phone and replied to a few messages.
Before coming, Wen Yifan had contacted the hospital and the victim's mother. She only came for an interview after the other party agreed. She had learned about the situation in advance. The victim was a young girl in her first year of high school. Her name was Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu was born with damaged vocal cords, so she could not speak.
That day, Zhang Yu went to eat with her classmates nearby and returned home later than usual. When she was crossing the road, the culprit did not stop in time and ran over her right leg.
This situation immediately woke the perpetrator up. He got out of the car and called for an ambulance.
The two of them entered Zhang Yu's ward.
This was a three-person room, and it was full of people at the moment. Zhang Yu was lying in the middle of the hospital bed. She had already undergone surgery and her leg was in a cast. Her appearance was young and tender, and her eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that she had just cried.
Zhang Yu's mother sat beside her and comforted her softly.
Wen Yifan walked over and took the initiative to greet her, then she introduced herself.
Zhang Yu's mother was called Chen Lizhen. She did not look like a mother who had a child of her age. Her appearance was well-maintained, and her temperament was extremely gentle. She was very cooperative with Wen Yifan's interview. She did not show any displeasure or impatience throughout the interview.
The interview was conducted outside the ward as she was afraid that it would affect Zhang Yu's mood.
Wen Yifan took notes while asking questions, while Mu Chengyun was shooting with his camera.
"The saddest one is the child," Chen Lizhen rubbed her eyebrows. Her eyes turned red as she spoke, "She just transferred to Nanwu Art School, and she doesn't know what to do now. I don't know if this will affect her dancing. "
Wen Yifan paused and asked, "Does Xiao Yu dance?"
Chen Lizhen turned her head and wiped away her tears, "Yes, ballet. She started dancing when she was seven years old. "
Wen Yifan looked at the ward after hearing this.
The little girl lowered her head, her hands were crossed in front of her body. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her tears unknowingly fell again. However, she had no way to vent her emotions, and even her crying was silent.
"Xiao Yu has been very introverted because she can't speak, and she doesn't have many friends." Chen Lizhen said as she took out her phone and showed her the photo, "I found out that she has a talent for dancing, so I found a training class for her. She gradually became more cheerful after she started dancing. "
"The doctor said that it would depend on Xiao Yu's recovery, but we can't be sure if it will affect her dancing." Chen Lizhen looked a little tired, "I've been discussing with Xiao Yu's father whether to transfer her back to an ordinary junior high school."
Wen Yifan's gaze didn't move, and she looked a little absent-minded.
She recalled her high school days.
At that time, Wen Yifan was also transferred back to an ordinary student from a dance student because of a similar incident.
During the summer vacation of her first year of high school, Wen Yifan participated in an out-of-school training organized by the school. Before that, her knee joint had been aching faintly, and it had reached an unacceptable level during the training.
Wen Yifan went to the hospital accompanied by Zhao Yuandong.
It was found to be a second degree injury of the meniscus of the knee joint.
The doctor prescribed her medicine and asked her to rest for three months. She couldn't do any strenuous exercise during this period.
Although it wasn't serious, it still had a significant impact on Wen Yifan who was a dancer. Although she was anxious, she had no other choice. She could only follow the doctor's advice and hope to get better soon.
She would work hard to make up for the progress after she recovered.
But before the new semester.
What caught Wen Yifan off guard was that Zhao Yuandong came to her room one night and asked her if she was willing to transfer back to an art student.
She felt that it was ridiculous.
She felt that such a small illness wasn't enough to make her give up the dance that she had been doing for almost ten years.
Wen Yifan refused without even thinking about it.
But after Zhao Yuandong suggested it one after another.
Wen Yifan gradually realized that Zhao Yuandong didn't seem to have made such a suggestion because he was worried about her foot injury. Later, she accidentally heard the conversation between her stepfather and Zhao Yuandong. It was because she was an art student, and the training during the holidays was too expensive.
It wasn't just this time.
She had to train during every holiday, and she had to spend money every time.
It was difficult for them to bear.
Zhao Yuandong didn't have a job, and his savings were all left by Wen Liangzhe. Now, it had become the shared property of the new family.
Her stepfather wasn't willing to pay for it, so he took the opportunity to ask Wen Yifan to transfer back to an art student. His attitude was tough, and he gave countless reasons. Moreover, Zhao Yuandong didn't have his own opinions, so he agreed after listening to his stepfather.
Wen Yifan's objection was completely useless after that.
It was a decision made by the adults, no matter how unwilling a child was or how much she resisted, it was useless. Those small words were equivalent to transparent and invisible things.
Wen Yifan transferred back to an art student after the start of the new semester in her second year of high school.
Because of this news, the other students in the class were very shocked and felt that it was very strange. This matter was equivalent to a science student with good grades suddenly saying that she wanted to transfer to an art student in her third year of high school when the college entrance examination was approaching.
A few of her close friends took turns to ask her questions.
Wen Yifan couldn't say that it was because her family felt that the expenses were too high, and they didn't want to bear the cost anymore. Because of this, she lied to everyone and said that her illness was serious.
— — Because of her foot injury, she couldn't dance in the future.
Sang Yan was the last to ask her.
At that time, Wen Yifan was sitting in her seat, quietly looking down. She didn't look at him and continued to look at the textbook in her hand, calmly repeating what she said before.
Sang Yan was silent for a while before asking, "You really can't dance anymore?"
Wen Yifan: "Yes."
Sang Yan: "What kind of injury did you suffer?"
Wen Yifan laughed: "Anyway, this is the result."
The boy in front of her was silent again.
Wen Yifan turned a page of the book and said softly, "It's okay, I don't like dancing that much."
Not long after, Wen Yifan saw from the corner of her eyes.
Sang Yan raised his hand and touched the tip of her nose.
She looked up.
Sang Yan looked into her eyes and smiled: "Your nose has grown longer."
"… …"
If you lie, your nose will grow longer.
Everyone was fooled by her extremely calm attitude.
Only Sang Yan saw through her disguise.
"It's okay, let's wait a little longer." Sang Yan half leaned on her desk and looked up at her. "If you get better, it won't be too late to transfer back to an art student. Your grades are in a mess now, it's good to take this opportunity to learn something. "
Wen Yifan looked at him and didn't say anything.
"If it really can't get better, then it should be fine to dance once in a while?"
"… …"
"If it still doesn't work," Sang Yan smiled and said in a coaxing tone, "then I'll dance for you after I learn."
… …
Wen Yifan's thoughts were interrupted by Chen Lizhen's words.
Chen Lizhen smiled and pulled herself together: "But it still depends on what Xiaoyu thinks. No matter what choice she makes, her father and I will support her and respect her."
Wen Yifan looked at Chen Lizhen again, blinked hard, and smiled.
"Yes, it will definitely get better."
After the interview, Wen Yifan and Mu Chengyun went to a few more places.
The two of them returned to the station before four o 'clock. In the editing room, Mu Chengyun imported the material into the system and occasionally asked Wen Yifan a few questions. She answered one by one and listened to the voice recording as she wrote the report.
By the time the report was submitted for review, it was already dinner time.
Wen Yifan packed up her things and got up to leave the editing room.
Mu Chengyun followed her out and asked casually: "Sister Yifan, are you still working overtime tonight? Do you want to have dinner together? "
"Yes, I still have some work to do." Wen Yifan actually didn't have much to do. She should have gone home by now, but she was afraid of bumping into Sang Yan. "I'm not eating, you go ahead."
Mu Chengyun scratched his head and said softly: "You don't seem to eat much, it's not good for your health."
Wen Yifan smiled: "I know, I'll eat when I'm hungry."
"Then I'll pack something for you to eat?"
"No need."
"Then … okay." Mu Chengyun didn't force her and followed her back to the office, "I'll go to the company's cafeteria and eat something. I have to stay here tonight to write the report."
Wen Yifan took out her phone and casually scrolled through the messages: "Okay."
Wen Yifan was busy with work the whole day and didn't have time to think about other things. But now that she was free, what happened in the morning was still vivid in her mind and kept replaying in her mind.
Wen Yifan still hadn't figured out how to deal with this matter when she went back.
But with a day's buffer, Wen Yifan's mentality wasn't as broken as it was at the beginning.
Wen Yifan's mind became clearer and she began to recall what happened earlier. She gradually recalled that when she woke up in the morning, Sang Yan opened his eyes and looked at her for a second before pulling her back to the bed and hugging her.
She paused.
She suddenly felt that this place was a bit strange.
The more Wen Yifan thought about it, the more she felt that it was inconceivable.
How could he continue to sleep so calmly when he saw the opposite sex lying on his bed in the morning?
Not only did he wake up in an instant, but he even did such a thing.
Wen Yifan was a bit doubtful about life.
She didn't know if there was a problem on her side or Sang Yan's side.
She wanted to find someone to ask, but she felt that it wasn't appropriate to mention this matter. Even if she asked in the name of "I have a friend", the other party would directly admit that it was her.
Then there would be a third person in the world who knew that she sleepwalked into Sang Yan's bed.
She did such a shameless thing.
Suddenly, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered the Shu Dongbo that she saw before.
Wen Yifan hesitantly opened Weibo and found the blogger. She slowly typed in the chat box. She didn't dare to completely follow the truth, she was afraid that it was such a coincidence that Sang Yan also followed this blogger.
After thinking for a long time, Wen Yifan simply changed the reason.
[Anonymous code, I went out with a group of friends some time ago. We went to karaoke and booked a private room. Most of the people were drunk, so we directly spent the night in the private room. After waking up, I found that I was lying with a male friend, and he was still hugging me. When I wanted to sit up, he woke up and glanced at me. He didn't look very awake. Then he continued to sleep while hugging me. I want to ask, would a normal person react like this when they wake up and see the opposite sex next to them?]
After typing out the cause and effect, Wen Yifan read it again. She looked at the word "hug" and felt a bit uncomfortable. She hesitated for a long time before sending it over.
At the same time, she received a WeChat message.
Wen Yifan opened it.
It was a message from Sang Yan: [When are you replying?]
His tone seemed to indicate that he was finally free and wanted to hold her accountable for the consequences. Wen Yifan had a headache when she thought about it. She looked at the sofa in the lounge and made up her mind: [I still have some work to do today.]
Wen Yifan: [You might not be able to go back.]
Wen Yifan: [Why don't you just lock the door?]
After half a minute.
Sang Yan: [Wen Yifan]
Then he stopped.
The way he only called her full name and didn't say anything else made her fear the unknown.
Wen Yifan waited for five or six minutes anxiously.
Only then did the person on the other end reply very slowly.
[You have to be responsible.]
"… …"
Since Sang Yan said so, Wen Yifan also felt that her behavior was particularly despicable and shameless. Moreover, she thought about it carefully. It was impossible for her to stay in the company and not go back. She would have to face it sooner or later.
There was no use escaping.
It was better to solve it as soon as possible.
After seeing this message, Wen Yifan calmly replied: [Then I will try to finish my work and go back as soon as possible.]
In order to make her words more credible, Wen Yifan got up and left the company an hour after sending this message. Along the way, she was thinking about what she should say when she went back.
She had to choose her words carefully.
It wasn't enough to think about it in her mind. Wen Yifan decided to be fully prepared, for fear that she would forget her words. She took out her phone and opened the memo. She typed it one by one as if she was writing a script.
By the time Wen Yifan reached home, she had already thought of a very sincere excuse.
Wen Yifan changed into indoor slippers and glanced at the living room.
She didn't see Sang Yan.
Wen Yifan was slightly relieved. She walked to the sofa and sat down. She poured water into the cup and paid attention to the surroundings. She heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
Oh.
He's taking a shower.
Wen Yifan took a sip of water and calmed down. She turned on her phone again and stared at the words she chose in the memo. She silently read it a few times in her heart.
Wen Yifan put down her phone when she heard the bathroom door open.
She heard the sound of Sang Yan's slippers hitting the floor.
The next moment, Sang Yan appeared in front of Wen Yifan.
He had a towel on his head, his upper body was naked, and he only wore a pair of shorts. His body was strong, revealing his well-defined abs. When he saw Wen Yifan, he didn't panic. He only raised his eyebrows, "You still know how to come back?"
This scene immediately made Wen Yifan's head fill with blood.
She was caught off guard and looked away.
She felt that the calmness that she had just built up was completely destroyed by his behavior. She restrained herself and reminded him, "Sang Yan, we had an agreement before. We can't wear revealing clothes in public areas. "
"Oh." Sang Yan pulled the short-sleeved shirt next to him and put it on, "Didn't I accept my fate?"
Wen Yifan only looked up when she saw that he was dressed, "What?"
This time, Sang Yan didn't sit in his usual seat, but sat next to her. He also leaned over to pour himself a glass of water and drawled, "You've kissed me, you've touched me, and you've kissed me. What's the difference if I wear clothes in front of you? "
"… …"
The distance between them was shortened.
Wen Yifan instantly smelled the sandalwood fragrance on his body, mixed with the faint smell of alcohol.
She pursed her lips and forcibly changed the topic, "Did you drink?"
Sang Yan tilted his head and answered lazily, "Yes."
"Then I won't disturb you too much. Let's finish this as soon as possible so that you can rest early. " This distance made Wen Yifan inexplicably nervous. She looked into his eyes and said calmly, "It's like this. After this incident came out this morning, I realized that I have no sense of direction when I sleepwalked."
Sang Yan's eyes were dark as he stared at her.
"It's useless for me to block the door with a chair. You just have to remember to lock the door and sleep during this time." Wen Yifan didn't want him to feel guilty, so she didn't avoid his gaze, "I will also go to the hospital as soon as possible …"
Without waiting for her to finish, Sang Yan suddenly raised his hand.
Wen Yifan stared at his actions and the rest of her words were stuck in her throat.
Sang Yan's actions seemed to have slowed down countless times, his expression was casual and casual. He slowly touched her cheek. The temperature of his fingertips was ice-cold.
He retracted it after a short while.
"You're blushing."
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