"… …"
Wen Yifan was stunned. She felt as if a big pot had suddenly hit her head. She pondered over his words and was about to explain, but she felt that no matter how she answered, it didn't seem right.
If she said yes, it would mean that she confirmed his words — he was indeed not looking at her; but if she said no, it would mean that she was following his words and saying — yes, he was not looking at her.
Wen Yifan was a little confused.
She felt that Sang Yan was really logical. He could ask a question that the other party was in the wrong no matter how they answered, and he could find fault with it.
Wen Yifan wanted to give a foolproof answer, so she thought very carefully.
She was not in a hurry when facing Sang Yan, and she was slow.
In Sang Yan's eyes, her hesitation was equivalent to saying that she did do such a thing just now, but because of his oppression, she did not dare to tell the truth.
Sang Yan's lips curled into a smile and he pulled the graduation album back.
Noticing this movement, Wen Yifan looked up.
Their gazes met.
Sang Yan stared at her for two seconds, looked away, and stood up. He threw the album aside and didn't continue this topic. He said in a slightly unhappy tone, "Go back to sleep."
Wen Yifan stared at his face and whispered, "But I haven't finished looking."
His facial features were handsome, and he didn't like to smile. Usually, he was always indifferent and noble, and there was a strong sense of estrangement between him and strangers. At this time, when he was angry, this feeling was even stronger.
The sharpness between his eyebrows seemed to double.
Although she heard Zhong Siqiao say several times that Sang Yan was especially scary when he was cold, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be a little lower because of him. It made others not dare to say a word, and it was full of deterrence.
But it was so strange.
At this time, Wen Yifan clearly felt that she was not afraid of him at all.
She even wanted to laugh a little.
She felt that if she really laughed, it would be equivalent to adding oil to his fire. Wen Yifan didn't speak immediately. She planned to calm down first and then coax him.
The next second, Sang Yan suddenly put his hand on her head. He didn't use much strength, but he pressed her back and lifted her face. He looked over as if he wanted to see what expression she had on her face.
Seeing the smile at the corner of her mouth, Sang Yan froze, still expressionless.
"…"
Wen Yifan immediately restrained herself.
"Alright, I thought you were lowering your head to reflect on your actions." Sang Yan retracted his hand and sneered. His voice was icy cold. "So you're secretly happy after seeing a handsome guy."
"…" Wen Yifan wanted to laugh again. "No."
Sang Yan ignored her.
Wen Yifan leaned closer and asked even though she knew the answer, "Are you angry?"
Sang Yan couldn't be bothered with her and pretended to be deaf and mute.
Wen Yifan said softly, "Then can I still see your graduation photo album? I haven't finished yet. "
"…"
Sang Yan raised his head again and leaned forward to look down at her. His knuckles tapped on the photo album next to him. Although he agreed, his words were full of warning. "Okay, you take it."
Wen Yifan acted as if she couldn't hear it and really took it as agreement, "Then I'll take it?"
Sang Yan was straightforward, "Take it if you dare."
Wen Yifan nodded and took out the photo album that was slightly pressed by Sang Yan.
"… …"
Sang Yan stared at her actions. He was so angry that his stomach started to hurt.
After taking the photo album, Wen Yifan moved closer to him.
Sang Yan said coldly, "Sit further away from me."
Wen Yifan didn't listen to him. She opened the group photo again at this distance. She looked at Sang Yan and then looked at him. Seeing that his face was still cold, she suddenly said, "Why are you suddenly angry with me?"
Sang Yan glanced at her, "Reflect on yourself."
Wen Yifan held back her laughter and thought for a moment, "Are you feeling guilty?"
Sang Yan, "?"
Wen Yifan continued to flip the photo, "I just want to see what my rival looks like."
"… …" Sang Yan's eyelashes moved and slightly frowned, "Say something that people can hear."
"Aren't you rumored to be with this Duan Jiaxu?" Wen Yifan recalled Zhong Siqiao's words and slowly repeated, "I heard that you two are a famous couple in the computer science department of Nanjing University."
"… …"
"Homo hunk."
Sang Yan, "… …"
The topic was gradually diverted to another aspect.
Sang Yan's expression was a lot more comfortable because of this. He didn't care about this so-called "scandal" at all. He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully and said leisurely, "Wen Shuangjiang, aren't you in the news industry?"
Wen Yifan replied while flipping the photo album, "Hmm?"
There were also group photos of each dormitory. Soon, she found a group photo of Sang Yan and three other people. In this photo, his eyebrows were slightly smiling. He looked at the camera casually, looking noble and high-spirited.
"So, you believe this kind of hearsay that hasn't been verified yet?"
"… …" Wen Yifan shook her head, "I don't believe it."
"Oh." Sang Yan pressed her hand and arrogantly invited, "Then, when are you going to verify it?"
… …
Because of his action, Wen Yifan couldn't focus on flipping through the photo album and wasted a lot of time. In the end, she only found Sang Yan and took a quick glance at him. After that, she was urged to go back to sleep.
Back in her room, Wen Yifan changed her clothes and laid on the bed with the recording pen that Sang Yan gave her. She was inexplicably nervous. After a while, she found the new recording and listened to it.
Sang Yan's voice came from the recording.
His voice was cold, and he unconsciously raised his voice at the end with a unique tone.
"Wen Shuangjiang, be careful at work. Your partner wants you to come home safely. "
"… …"
Wen Yifan was stunned and listened to it a few more times.
Be careful.
Come home safely.
Wen Yifan's heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously touched the back of her ear and remembered the injury that she suffered in Beiyu.
It had been a long time, and the wound had already healed. There wasn't even a scar left. However, Sang Yan always seemed to be thinking about it. Every time she went out to work overtime in the middle of the night, as long as he was at home, he seemed to be awake waiting for her to come back.
Wen Yifan was a little absent-minded.
After a while, she carefully put the recording pen back into the box.
Wen Yifan lay on the bed and meditated. However, she couldn't fall asleep as she had been in high spirits for too long.
Sang Yan's appearance in the graduation album kept appearing in her mind.
He was more mature than when he was in high school.
He was also a lot more youthful than he was now.
It was a stage that she had never seen or participated in.
Wen Yifan stared at the ceiling in a daze.
At this moment.
Wen Yifan clearly felt an emotion that had surfaced countless times before, but she had never captured it.
She regretted it.
Very, very regretful.
A few days after Valentine's Day, the Spring Festival arrived.
Similar to last year, Wen Yifan only took a short three-day holiday. Although Sang Yan's company usually worked overtime, he was kind enough to put it on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. He even took two days off in advance.
He had a lot more free time than her.
Except for New Year's Eve, Sang Yan only came back at eight or nine o 'clock. For the rest of the time, he went back to Shangduhua City. The two spent the entire Spring Festival holiday together.
After the third day of the Lunar New Year, Wen Yifan started her shift at the company again. Fortunately, the Spring Festival was exceptionally peaceful. There weren't many things to do at the station during this period. It wasn't as busy as expected.
Wen Yifan could get off work on time every day.
She was completely busy until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year when everyone started work.
On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.
Wen Yifan worked overtime for a while and barely finished her work at nine o 'clock. She packed her things, wrapped a scarf around her, then left the office to wait for the elevator.
Not long after, Wen Yifan noticed someone standing next to her from the corner of her eyes.
She subconsciously looked over.
It was Mu Chengyun.
During this period of time, Wen Yifan could faintly feel that Mu Chengyun was avoiding her no matter how much she ate. She could guess the reason, but it didn't matter much to her as it didn't affect her work.
Mu Chengyun smiled at her and greeted her, "Yifan, are you ready to get off work?"
Wen Yifan nodded.
There was silence.
Both elevators stopped on the same floor for more than ten seconds. They were still far away from this floor after waiting for a long time. During this gap, Wen Yifan took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Sang Yan: I'm done, I'm going over now.
Sang Yan immediately replied: I drank, should I get someone to pick you up?
Wen Yifan: No need.
Wen Yifan casually replied: I'm taking a colleague's car.
The next moment, Mu Chengyun spoke again, "Yifan, I saw a man looking for you when I came up from downstairs. But he was stopped by the security guards. Did you offend someone? "
Wen Yifan was startled and looked up, "Who?"
In this line of work, one would more or less offend some people.
Wen Yifan had previously seen an old reporter in the same office being approached by a client who had previously reported on an incident. The client felt that the content of the report had affected his life.
This was the norm in the station, so the security guards downstairs were much stricter.
"I don't know, he looks like he's in his forties." Mu Chengyun recalled, "But he doesn't seem to be malicious, maybe he's someone you know."
Wen Yifan was thinking to herself, but she really couldn't think of who it was, so she nodded.
Mu Chengyun, "But it's better for you to be careful."
Wen Yifan smiled, "I know, thank you."
There was silence again.
"Yifan, I actually …" Mu Chengyun suddenly exhaled, he looked like he was struggling for a long time, and finally began to cut to the chase, "I have something to tell you."
Wen Yifan looked at him, "What's wrong?"
"You should have noticed, before I …" Mu Chengyun was too embarrassed to finish his sentence, he changed the topic, "But it's gone now."
Wen Yifan didn't understand his words, "Huh?"
"I don't have any experience in this area, and it was also the first time I wanted to chase someone … So I asked a lot of people. My sister taught me a few tricks before, and I learned them all."
"… …"
"Before you chase someone, you have to eliminate your rival in love first and discredit your rival in love. Also, you have to defeat your rival in terms of momentum. " Mu Chengyun seemed a little embarrassed when he said this, "But now that you are together, I still want to explain to you."
His words came out of nowhere, and Wen Yifan was a little stunned.
"What I told you before, what Senior Sang said at the graduation ceremony, I made it up." Mu Chengyun smiled, "He didn't say that, and they didn't mention you at the graduation ceremony."
These words were said a long time ago, and Wen Yifan had no impression of it.
She thought about it.
"They seemed to have mentioned it that day, which senior was a spare tire for a few years or something, I don't remember clearly." Mu Chengyun said, "Then Senior Sang spoke, but I really didn't hear what he said."
Hearing the word "spare tire", Wen Yifan immediately looked up, and a scene appeared in her mind.
Mu Chengyun, "I didn't know how to face you previously, but now I have thought it through."
Wen Yifan nodded, "Why are you suddenly telling me this?"
Mu Chengyun scratched his head, "I'm afraid that this will affect your relationship."
Wen Yifan laughed, "It's not that serious."
After that, Mu Chengyun was also relieved, "That's good."
The elevator happened to arrive at this time.
The two walked in.
There were many people inside, so they could only stand at the outermost position.
Mu Chengyun pursed his lips, and subconsciously looked in Wen Yifan's direction, thinking of the first day he met Wen Yifan.
She followed behind Qian Weihua, and when she came in, the dim room seemed to be lit up.
Extremely gorgeous facial features, so beautiful that it could steal everyone's attention, making them unable to move their eyes away. It was a stunning appearance at first sight, and still a stunning appearance at second sight.
Mu Chengyun fell for it at first sight.
Therefore, he specifically asked Fu Zhuang, who was in the same class as him, if the Nanwu SARFT was still hiring. He even indirectly asked if she had a boyfriend. After passing the on-campus job fair, Mu Chengyun came to the program team of "Convey" with the mentality that he was determined to win.
He hoped to use this opportunity to get closer to her.
But the more time they spent together, the less courage Mu Chengyun had to approach her.
Because although she always looked gentle, in fact, she seemed to be very cold to everyone, and extremely difficult to get close to. She looked gentle, but in essence, she seemed to be extremely cold, and nothing could make her feel.
Like an unreachable existence.
But that day, Mu Chengyun saw Wen Yifan and Sang Yan together.
But that didn't seem to be the case.
Mu Chengyun withdrew his thoughts and didn't think about it anymore.
Even though he had spent some time to adjust his mood, but at this time, because he was completely heartbroken, Mu Chengyun was still a little depressed. He clearly understood that these words would make her have a worse impression of him.
But he also hoped.
The person he liked for almost a year could be treated well.
Also, he could be with the person she liked without any influence.
On the other side.
Sang Yan repeatedly refused, but he was still forced to drink a few glasses of wine. At this time, it was a little hot in the room for a long time. He loosened his tie, looked down at his phone, and replied: [Call me when you arrive]
Then he turned off the screen.
Sang Zhi, who was next to him, said to him at this time, "Brother, I'm going to say happy wedding to Brother Qian Fei, and then I'll go back first?"
Sang Yan glanced at her, "You can go back by yourself?"
Sang Zhi nodded, "There's a bus when I go out, I know the way."
"Okay." Sang Yan's tone was lazy, "Be careful."
After Sang Zhi left, Su Haoan, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't help but make a fuss, "Brother Sang, is your girlfriend coming or not?"
Sang Yan looked up.
Maybe it was because of the alcohol, Su Haoan was in high spirits, "Did you brag about your girlfriend?"
Sang Yan sneered, too lazy to care about him.
Chen Junwen, who was next to him, echoed, "I think so too."
After saying that, Chen Junwen raised his eyes and happened to see the person behind Sang Yan. He asked with a cheeky smile, "Old Xu, do you have the same opinion as us?"
Sang Yan glanced to the side as he spoke.
The man was also wearing a suit, with a dark red tie. He seemed to have just come back from the toilet. His hair fell in front of his forehead, his eyelids were deep, and his eyes were glowing. It seemed like he was electrifying anyone he looked at.
Maybe he didn't hear what they were talking about, so he curved his lips, "Huh?"
"Duan Jiaxu," Seeing him, Su Haoan shouted angrily, "Where did you go! You don't even drink on such a day! Why are you here? Hurry up and go back to Yihe! I'm speechless!!! "
Duan Jiaxu chuckled and said in a gentle tone as if he was flirting, "Why do you still have so many opinions about me?"
Sang Yan snorted and took another sip of alcohol.
The next moment, Duan Jiaxu looked at the seat next to Sang Yan. Then, he slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at Sang Yan.
"Brother."
"… …" Sang Yan had been tortured by him for the whole night. Plus, Wen Yifan mentioned the "gay" thing some time ago, so he said with a fake smile, "Is there something wrong with you?"
Duan Jiaxu laughed for a while, "Where's your sister?"
Sang Yan casually said, "She just left."
"I see, lend me your car key," Duan Jiaxu picked up the jacket next to him and looked natural, "It's not safe for a girl to go back at this hour. I'll send her back."
Sang Yan directly threw the car key to him, "You take good care of this kid."
Duan Jiaxu smiled, "It's my duty."
Hearing this, Sang Yan looked at him again.
The man in front of him had cold skin, a tall and thin figure, and a pair of peach blossom eyes. His facial features were outstanding. When he smiled, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and the color of his lips was too bright. His facial features were extremely eye-catching.
He looked like a reincarnated male demon.
He did attract the attention of a girl.
Sang Yan suddenly thought of Wen Yifan praising Duan Jiaxu for being handsome after seeing his graduation photo. His eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes looked up and down with a sense of scrutiny. Then, he suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Junwen beside him. "Hey."
Chen Junwen was looking at his phone and looked up blankly, "What?"
Sang Yan, "I want to ask you something."
Chen Junwen, "?"
Sang Yan, "Is Duan Jiaxu handsome?"
Duan Jiaxu wanted to leave, but when he heard this, he stopped and slightly raised his eyebrows.
"… …" Chen Junwen was speechless, "Are you crazy? Did you really become a gay? "
Sang Yan was a little impatient, but he was too lazy to continue asking him. He looked at Su Haoan.
"Su Haoan, you say it."
"Duan Jiaxu?" Su Haoan was drunk, and his face was red. He stared at Duan Jiaxu's face and shook his head, "Just so-so, not even one ten-thousandth as handsome as me."
Duan Jiaxu curved his lips, "Then what's wrong with you?"
Su Haoan, "?"
Duan Jiaxu said slowly, "You blush when you see me."
"… …" Su Haoan was about to vomit, "You haven't changed in hundreds of years."
Sang Yan felt that he couldn't answer the question normally, so he looked at Chen Junwen again, "Hurry up and answer."
Chen Junwen was annoyed, "… Handsome handsome handsome, your partner is the most handsome! Okay! "
"Oh, then." Sang Yan didn't care about what he said. He turned his head and stared at Duan Jiaxu, "Between Duan Jiaxu and me, who is more handsome?"
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