Wen Yifan vaguely remembered.
When she told him her name as if nothing had happened, Sang Yan only let out an "ah" and didn't say anything else.
Now that she thought about it, she could still imagine what he was thinking at that time. First, "I want to hear how manly your name is", then, "Wen Yifan?" And finally, "Oh, that's all."
That arrogant and insufferably arrogant appearance was almost no different from now.
But maybe it was because he was getting older, he wasn't as happy as when he was a teenager; or maybe it was because they hadn't seen each other for many years, the two of them had become strangers. Compared to before, his indifference almost covered all his emotions.
Coincidentally, she arrived at the subway station.
Wen Yifan took out her phone while searching for her subway card in her bag. She saw Zhong Siqiao's WeChat message and casually replied a few words. Then, she suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a person named Sang Yan in her WeChat.
Wen Yifan also registered an account after the number of people using WeChat increased two years ago. At that time, she directly imported her contacts. Sang Yan's number was in her phone, so she also sent him a friend request.
The other side probably clicked "Accept" too.
Both of them hadn't said a word since the friend request was added.
But Wen Yifan felt that he probably didn't know it was her when he accepted the request.
Because she had already changed to Yihe's number at that time.
Thinking of this, Wen Yifan opened her contacts, scrolled to the "S" column and found Sang Yan. She clicked on Sang Yan's profile picture, glanced at his empty circle of friends, and quickly exited.
He didn't even have a post in his circle of friends.
They probably blocked her, or deleted her long ago?
Or maybe the person she added wasn't Sang Yan at all.
He might have already changed his phone number.
Wen Yifan hesitated for a few seconds on the delete button, but she still chose to exit.
After all, she wasn't sure, and she didn't have the habit of deleting people.
It didn't seem to be a problem to let him lie here silently.
Back home.
Wen Yifan first called the landlord to discuss the cancellation of the rent.
The landlord was a nice person. He quickly agreed because he had heard about the situation from her many times and sympathized with her living outside. He said that if she wanted to move out now, the deposit and rent that she paid in advance could be returned to her.
Wen Yifan thanked him gratefully.
After solving this problem, she turned on her computer and began to browse rental websites.
After walking around for a while, he still couldn't find anything suitable.
It was not easy to find a house in Nanwu.
In a first-tier city, there was one bedroom, one living room, and the furniture was complete. It was close to Shang An and had good security. According to what Wen Yifan had seen so far, the cheapest rent for a month was at least three to four thousand yuan.
For her current financial situation, this was indeed difficult.
Wen Yifan was having a headache.
He simply told Zhong Siqiao: [Qiao Qiao, I plan to move.]
Wen Yifan: [When you're free, help me ask your friend if there are any suitable apartments for rent.]
Soon, Zhong Siqiao called him.
Wen Yifan picked it up.
Zhong Siqiao felt strange and went straight to the point. "What's going on? Why do you suddenly want to move? Didn't you pay three months' rent? "
"Neighbor harassment." Wen Yifan calmly recounted what happened today. "I called the police in the wee hours of the morning and went to the police station with him. Now that he's been detained for five days, I'm afraid that he'll take revenge. It's better to move as soon as possible. "
"…" Zhong Siqiao was stunned and only reacted after a long time. "Are you okay? Why didn't you tell me about this? "
"It's nothing. He didn't do anything too extreme before, so I just knocked on the door. It was already three or four o 'clock when I went to the police station. The police were there, so it was very safe. There was no need for you to make a trip. "Wen Yifan said," How far did you come from? It's the middle of the night. "
"I'm sorry." Zhong Siqiao felt guilty. "I thought this house was quite good. It's cheap and close to your workplace …"
"Why are you apologizing? I might have to sleep on the streets if you didn't help me find a place to stay." Wen Yifan laughed, "And I also think this house is very good. I'm planning to rent it for a long time without this neighbor."
"Sigh, what are you going to do? Do you want to stay at my house for the time being? "
"It's okay. Didn't your sister-in-law just give birth to her second child?" Wen Yifan said, "I'm afraid that I'll make them uncomfortable and cause them trouble if I go there. It's really okay. I'll move once I find a house. "
Zhong Siqiao had a lot of family members. In addition to her brother who was married, she also had a sister who was still in high school. They still lived with their parents. Usually, after work, she had to help take care of her sister and nephew.
Knowing her family's situation, Zhong Siqiao didn't mention it again. She sighed again.
"Then why don't you go to your mom's place?"
"I didn't tell her that I'm back in Nanwu."
"Huh? Why? "
"I'm too busy. Let's talk about it later." Wen Yifan changed the topic and half-joked, "Now that I think about it, I kind of regret my impulse. I saw my neighbor's legs were as thick as a bucket. It would take me half an hour to chop them with a knife."
"…" Zhong Siqiao couldn't help but complain, "That's too scary."
"So I'm scared." Wen Yifan said slowly, "If he holds a grudge and wants to take revenge on me, there might be another possibility …"
"What?"
"I might not be able to beat him even with a chainsaw."
"…"
She hung up the phone.
Wen Yifan opened another rental website and scanned it again. After a long time, she didn't find anything suitable. She turned off the computer and got up to take a shower.
Moving to a new place couldn't be rushed. It would be meaningless if she found a new place that was not as good as her current one. Instead, it would be a waste of energy and resources.
Wen Yifan thought that if she couldn't find a new place after five days, she would think of another way.
The next day was the last day of the 13th year.
Nanwu Municipal Government and Nanwu Radio and Television organized a New Year's fireworks show. It was divided into two viewing areas, namely Huaizhu Bay Resort and Dongjiu Square. The tickets were free, but they needed to make an appointment through the online platform in advance.
Only the citizens who made an appointment and won the lottery could participate.
When Zhong Siqiao made an appointment previously, she chose the Huaizhu Bay viewing area. She even invited Wen Yifan after she won the lottery.
Wen Yifan didn't waste her spot.
The event was approved by the station two weeks ago. As usual, Wen Yifan had to work overtime to do a live broadcast. However, it was different from where Zhong Siqiao went. She went to Dongjiu Square.
Wen Yifan applied for an interview car from the station.
A group of people went to prepare in advance. The driver was her teacher, Qian Weihua. In addition to the two of them, Fu Zhuang also tagged along with an experienced reporter, Zhen Yu, as a reporter.
There was still some time before the fireworks show would begin.
There were three entrances to the square, A, B and C. It was divided into three different viewing areas. There were already a lot of people at the scene. They were checking their tickets and IDs at the entrance and entering the venue one after another.
They were only one of the groups assigned by the station. They were assigned to Area A.
In addition to them, there were many reporters from other TV stations and newspapers.
After finding a suitable filming spot, Qian Weihua began to adjust the equipment. This was a relatively large event. There were many people at the scene. There were no fixed seats. There were people of all occupations and ages.
Perhaps it was because of the novelty of seeing a camera, a group of people gradually gathered around. They were talking to each other.
The square was shrouded in seawater and the night. The tall buildings in the distance were lined up, emitting colorful light. The sea breeze was cold. It was moist and damp. It hit her face fiercely and drilled into her bones through the gaps.
Wen Yifan hadn't fully adapted to the wet and cold weather in Nanwu. In addition, she just had her period today. She started to feel uncomfortable again.
She took out a mask from her bag and put it on.
She stood there for a while.
Wen Yifan looked at the time and decided to go to the washroom during her free time. Qian Weihua and Zhen Yu were still communicating with the director. She didn't want to disturb them and told Fu Zhuang directly.
She followed the road sign for about a hundred meters and finally saw the public washroom. There was a shabby gazebo next door. It was full of people, either resting or waiting.
The washroom was not big. The line of girls was already five meters away from the door.
However, there was no one at the entrance of the men's washroom.
The contrast between the two sides was stark.
Wen Yifan resigned to her fate and went to queue.
She took out her phone and scrolled through Weibo in boredom. Not long after, she heard a conversation coming from not far away. One of the voices was somewhat familiar.
Wen Yifan looked over.
There was a small open space outside the gazebo. The lights were bright and somewhat dazzling.
She squinted her eyes slightly, and as her vision became clear, she saw Sang Yan again in that area she had just seen yesterday.
She also felt like she was hallucinating.
From this angle, she could only see the side of his face.
The man looked indifferent. He was leaning against the gazebo. He wore a military green windbreaker, which made his shoulders look broad and his legs long. He wiped his hands with a tissue and looked like he had just come out from the washroom.
His body was slightly bent and he was talking to a middle-aged woman sitting on the bench next to him.
The woman looked up and glanced at him, "Are you done?"
Sang Yan, "Yes."
The woman stood up, "Then you wait here. She's still queuing there. I'm going to look for your dad first. "
"…" Sang Yan stopped and slowly raised his eyelids, "I need someone to wait for me to go to the washroom?"
"Isn't there a lot of people?" The woman said, "Besides, I'm spending time with your dad. Why are you following us?"
"So why did you ask me to come here?" Sang Yan laughed, "To take care of your kid?"
The woman patted his arm and seemed to be pleased, "If you had this awareness earlier, your mom wouldn't have to rack my brain to find excuses like now."
Sang Yan, "…"
Before leaving, the woman said, "Oh right, you can talk to your sister. I think she has been under a lot of pressure recently. She has lost a lot of weight recently."
Sang Yan twitched his lips and said with a smile, "Me talking to her?"
Woman, "Yes, why?"
"There's not only an age gap between us." Sang Yan took out his phone from his pocket and said casually, "There's also a gender gap. So, I'll leave this matter to you. "
There was silence for three seconds.
The woman only said ten words, "I can't talk to you anymore, right?"
"… …"
After the woman left, Wen Yifan realized that she had been listening to their conversation. The line moved forward at this moment. She retracted her attention and took a few steps forward.
She couldn't see Sang Yan at the back from this position.
About a minute later.
Zhong Siqiao sent three messages to her.
Zhong Siqiao: [(Picture)]
Zhong Siqiao: [I'm shocked.]
Zhong Siqiao: [I sent him a group message to congratulate him, but he never replied. I thought he didn't use WeChat anymore.]
Wen Yifan clicked on the picture.
It was the chat history between Zhong Siqiao and Sang Yan.
Sang Yan sent a message.
It looked like a group message. There were only four words: [Happy New Year.]
Seeing this, Wen Yifan subconsciously exited the chat window and glanced at the unread messages.
She didn't see Sang Yan.
But Sang Yan's profile picture was the same as in the screenshot.
So, there should be no mistake.
Then why didn't I receive the group message … …
He wouldn't be so petty to deliberately not send it to me, right?
Or maybe it wasn't a group message?
But not long ago, he was still being lectured by his mother in front of her eyes. She didn't see him having so much time to send a group of congratulatory messages.
She thought for a moment.
Wen Yifan felt that the biggest possibility was as she had thought before.
He had already deleted her.
Thinking of this, she thought of the miscellaneous people in her contact list. She simply edited a group message to clear those who had already blocked her.
Not long after she sent it, there were more than a dozen replies.
Wen Yifan clicked on them one by one and occasionally replied a few words.
When she clicked on the top one, Wen Yifan was stunned.
Because she was horrified to find out.
The person who replied was the trigger for her sudden impulse to send a group message. It was the person who she mistakenly thought had already deleted her. He was still standing a few meters away from her.
He only sent a symbol.
Sang Yan: [?]
"… …"
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