The surreal feeling from Sang Yan's sudden appearance in the noodle house rose again at this moment because of his words. It almost filled all of Wen Yifan's thoughts and made her unable to recover.
Wen Yifan stared blankly at the person in front of her. The feeling of being on tenterhooks for the whole night was replaced by another emotion. Her nose was sour, her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.
It was like a surprise that she had never expected, a desire that she never dared to think about, suddenly came without warning. She couldn't believe it, so she didn't even have the courage to reach out to take it.
She was afraid that everything in front of her would disappear if she reached out.
For a moment, Wen Yifan thought of the incident where she accidentally met Sang Yan at the "OverTime" bar at the end of last year. When he acted like he was looking at a stranger and his attitude towards her was not good, she tried her best not to take it to heart.
Because she felt that it was understandable, and she also felt that it was natural.
Everything was the "consequence" of her actions.
Wen Yifan was the one who brought harm to Sang Yan.
Therefore, it wasn't worth for a person like her to occupy a place in his precious memories. To him, she was just an unimportant person. All the traces she left behind could be covered up by another person on the same path.
She thought that she was just such an existence.
But at this moment, Wen Yifan finally realized that Ye Xiwen's strength was extremely terrifying.
It didn't seem to be like this.
Maybe he had met a lot of different people.
Perhaps in the process, his feelings for her had already faded.
But he had never forgotten her.
After so many years, everything was changing.
I still only like you.
Wen Yifan stared at him without blinking.
Suddenly, he wished that human memories could be divided into frame-by-frame like a movie. If that was the case, she could keep this scene forever.
She would never forget it, and she would never want to forget it.
Sang Yan pursed his lips when he saw that she didn't say anything. He seemed to be a little uncertain.
"Hey, say something."
His words interrupted Wen Yifan's thoughts and she came back to her senses. She gently sniffed and felt that she should respond to some romantic words. But now that she accepted the surprise, she only wanted to treat everything carefully, "If you think it's pretentious to say such words …"
Sang Yan looked down at her.
Wen Yifan said seriously, "Then I'll do it next time."
Hearing this, Sang Yan's expression froze.
Like a child who had received a precious toy, Wen Yifan's ears gradually became hot. She didn't know how to react, and every word she said was extremely cautious. "But it's a little difficult for me now."
Sang Yan stared at her, and the corners of his lips gradually curved up.
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell silent again.
Wen Yifan pondered for a moment and realized that she hadn't responded to his confession yet. She glanced at him and felt that it wasn't over yet. She had to follow the procedure. "Then now we …"
"Hmm?"
"They love each other."
"…"
Hearing this, Sang Yan seemed to be unable to hold it in and suddenly smiled.
There was another burst of muffled laughter.
Wen Yifan didn't know what he was laughing at. She felt that the process wasn't over yet, so she went back to the main topic, "So, from now on, you are my partner?"
Sang Yan was still smiling. "Yes."
Wen Yifan looked up and saw the man in front of her smiling.
The dimples on the side of his right lips were sunken. When he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.
The corners of Wen Yifan's mouth inexplicably curved up.
That unreal feeling didn't subside at all. Instead, it became more and more intense.
But she still felt extremely happy because of it. She only hoped that this illusion of what she wanted to happen would only happen, and that it would only happen, and that there wouldn't be any changes anymore.
…
The sudden change of identity made Wen Yifan not know how to get along with him for a short period of time. She didn't speak anymore, just stared at his face that was so close to her, and the faint devil mole on his eyelid was particularly clear.
Wen Yifan gradually lost her mind again.
Because of this feeling of uneasiness, she also thought that there might be a monster disguised as him on this rainy night to bewitch people.
The next second.
Sang Yan slightly stopped laughing and said in a carefree tone, "You're so happy?"
Wen Yifan, "Hmm?"
"Oh, that's true." Sang Yan looked at the curve of her lips and said leisurely, "To be able to get such an outstanding man like me, it's indeed worth being happy for eight to ten years."
"…"
Sang Yan said mercifully, "Alright, you can continue."
Wen Yifan licked her lower lip and silently retracted her thoughts.
Even a monster wouldn't be able to be so shameless.
The temperature in Northern Elm was slightly lower than Southern Wasteland. Coupled with the period of rain, the wind was a bit piercing. It was only a little after eight o 'clock, and many shops on the street were already closed. Only a few food stalls were still open.
The two of them continued to walk forward.
Wen Yifan took the initiative to ask, "Have you booked a hotel?"
Sang Yan, "Not yet."
Wen Yifan subconsciously looked at him and immediately noticed the rainwater on his shoulder. His coat was waterproof, so it didn't seep in, and now it was sliding down his clothes. She subconsciously raised her hand and helped him pat it, then asked, "Have you had dinner?"
"Not yet." As he said that, Sang Yan grabbed her wrist and stopped her, "What are you touching, aren't you cold?"
Wen Yifan reminded him, "Move the umbrella over, look at your clothes, they're all wet."
"Wen Shuangjiang," Sang Yan's fingertips were warm. He slightly moved up and gently covered her wet hand, but quickly let go, "Don't have so many opinions when you're enjoying other people's service, understand?"
"…"
Wen Yifan stared at her hand that was still in the air. After a few seconds, she slowly retracted it. Although it was only for a moment, she felt that the place where he held seemed to start to heat up.
It dispelled the coldness of the rainwater.
She held her palm, but for some reason, she inexplicably put her hand back into her pocket.
The two of them didn't talk much along the way, and most of the time they remained silent. But in the silence, there was always a vague ambiguity that wrapped around the two of them.
When passing by a fruit stall, Wen Yifan suddenly stopped.
Sang Yan looked at her, "What's wrong?"
Wen Yifan, "Buying something."
Sang Yan didn't ask what she wanted to buy, but just said lazily, "Okay, go get it."
Wen Yifan walked in and only took two apples. Then, she went to the cashier. When she was about to pay, Sang Yan had already taken out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code and paid.
The boss put the apples into a bag and handed it to them.
Sang Yan took it and asked casually, "Do you want to eat apples?"
Wen Yifan pointed at the apple, then pointed at him, and said concisely, "I said I would give you the real thing."
"…" Sang Yan replied.
After leaving the fruit stall, Wen Yifan bought dinner for Sang Yan nearby.
Unknowingly, the two of them walked to the hotel where Wen Yifan was staying. She walked towards the direction of the front desk and suggested, "Then you will also stay in this hotel tonight and go back to Nanwu with our car tomorrow?"
Sang Yan, "Okay."
Wen Yifan asked the front desk and used Sang Yan's ID to book a room on the same floor as her. During this time, she took a look at the photo on his ID. He looked a little younger than now, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the arrogance in his bones was undisguised.
Looking at the time of the ID, it seemed to be taken when he was in university.
She couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Sang Yan glanced at her, "What are you doing?"
Wen Yifan wanted to explain.
As soon as she looked up, she saw his face, which had become even more arrogant as time passed.
She immediately swallowed her words, "Nothing."
After the front desk completed the formalities, Sang Yan took the room card and ID. Then, the two of them walked towards the direction of the elevator. He put the room card in his pocket, but naturally gave her his ID.
Wen Yifan took it, but she didn't know what he was going to do, "What's wrong?"
Sang Yan said slowly, "Just look if you want to."
"… …"
Wen Yifan didn't expect Sang Yan to do this, she was stunned. She looked down at Sang Yan on the ID. After a few seconds, she raised her head and looked at Sang Yan who was standing next to her waiting for the elevator.
He didn't look in her direction, he only stared at the number on the elevator.
Wen Yifan retracted her gaze and curled her lips.
The two of them went up to the third floor.
Wen Yifan paid attention to the sign on the wall and pointed in a direction, "Your room seems to be over there."
Sang Yan said matter-of-factly, "Bring me there."
"Okay." Wen Yifan brought him to the door of the room. She didn't know if it was appropriate for her to go in, so she hesitated and said, "Then I'll go back to my room first?"
Sang Yan tilted his head, "Do you still have a job?"
Wen Yifan, "No."
Sang Yan, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Wen Yifan, "No."
"Then why are you going back?" Sang Yan felt ridiculous. He took out the room card from his pocket and handed it to her, "Go in by yourself."
"… …"
Wen Yifan took it and opened the door. She walked in and sat on the chair beside the bed. She felt that he was a little unhappy, so she explained in a low voice, "Because we just confirmed our relationship, I'm afraid that if I enter your personal space, it will make you feel unhappy."
Sang Yan put the things in his hands on the table, "You sound like a gentleman."
"… …"
"Who would have thought," Sang Yan turned around and said in a casual and lascivious tone, "You've touched my whole body."
"…" Wen Yifan wanted to defend herself, but she felt that what he said was indeed the truth. She didn't respond to his words, she just reminded him, "You should eat dinner first, it's late."
Sang Yan asked when he heard this, "Have you eaten?"
Wen Yifan nodded, "I've eaten noodles."
Sang Yan had walked back to her while they were talking. He observed her for a while and suddenly frowned, "What's your job?"
Wen Yifan, "Huh?"
"Can't you be more reasonable?" Sang Yan's tone was a little unhappy, "I've spent so much time to raise you, and you've lost it in just half a month?"
Wen Yifan was a little confused and wanted to say something.
The next second, Sang Yan's gaze paused, as if he noticed something. He sat directly next to her and raised his hand to lift her hair behind her ear. His actions were gentle and affectionate, he didn't touch her skin.
However, Wen Yifan was still stunned by this distance, "What's wrong?"
Sang Yan noticed the wound behind her ear, and the smile on his lips gradually disappeared.
"What happened?"
Wen Yifan didn't react quickly, she asked slowly, "Hmm?"
Sang Yan lowered his eyelids, his fingertips uncontrollably rubbed the wound, "How did you do it?"
Hearing this, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered the small injury she suffered at the scene. It had been a few days since the injury, and it had already scabbed over. She didn't feel any pain, she almost forgot about it.
"I was scratched by the gravel." Wen Yifan was a little nervous because of his touch, "It's not serious."
Sang Yan didn't touch her again, he was still looking at the back of her ear.
"It's just a scratch, nothing else." Wen Yifan simply changed the topic, "By the way, why did you come to Bei Yu? Didn't I tell you that I'm going back tomorrow? I even ordered a cake for you. "
Sang Yan put down his hand and said casually, "I'm here to receive the gift."
Wen Yifan exclaimed, "But the gift I prepared for you is still at home."
After a long time.
Sang Yan dragged his voice, "Oh."
Wen Yifan added, "I'll give it to you when I get back."
"Hmm." Sang Yan stared at her lips and suddenly said, "Help me get my phone."
Wen Yifan looked over, but she didn't see his phone on the table. She turned around and wanted to tell him that his phone was not there, but before she could say anything, she saw Sang Yan leaning forward.
He was almost at her original position.
She couldn't stop in time, her lips brushed past his lips.
Wen Yifan's body froze.
Sang Yan also maintained his original position, he didn't move an inch. His expression was unclear as he stared at her caught off guard. Two seconds later, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said in a low voice, "Thanks."
"… …"
"I got it now."
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