Sang Yan's eyelashes lowered as he stared at the few drops of water that gathered on the back of his hand. His Adam's apple rolled slowly. Soon, he raised his eyes again and asked hoarsely, "What's wrong?"
Her body was motionless, and she didn't make any sound. Only tears fell uncontrollably from her eyes.
It seemed like this was the only way.
Silently, in this empty night, she digested the pain alone.
Sang Yan raised his hand and gently wiped the tears off her face. He felt that these extremely cold tears had turned into lava at this moment, burning his entire body in pain. His throat was dry, and he couldn't speak.
After a while, he called out, "Wen Shuangjiang."
Wen Yifan's eyes were still on her knees.
"You asked me if I've been living well all these years."
"… …"
"What about you?" Sang Yan's voice was very soft, "Have you been well?"
The two of them had been renting together for more than a year.
After Wen Yifan sleepwalked for the first time, Sang Yan checked the relevant information. He found out that there were many reasons for this illness. Most of them were due to lack of sleep, stress, as well as some trauma and painful experiences in the past.
Sang Yan didn't think there was anything wrong with Wen Yifan's routine and work pressure.
Wen Yifan didn't sleepwalk frequently and regularly. In addition, Sang Yan noticed that she seemed to be very concerned about this matter. Later on, he wouldn't take the initiative to mention her sleepwalking again as long as it didn't affect him too much.
But Wen Yifan sleepwalked so many times.
This was the first time Sang Yan saw her crying while sleepwalking.
Sang Yan didn't know if anything else happened to Wen Yifan today. But based on her reaction today, as well as his memories, the biggest reason she was crying here was because of that man tonight.
He didn't know.
All these years, had she been pestered by this so-called "uncle" who wouldn't let go?
He didn't know either.
Every time she experienced these unhappy things, would she cry alone in the night?
It lasted for a few minutes.
Wen Yifan's tears finally stopped. She raised her eyes mechanically and looked at Sang Yan. She froze for a while before she got up. Sang Yan was still holding her hand. Caught off guard, he followed her movements and stood up.
Then, Sang Yan faintly sensed that she seemed to be holding his hand back. His eyelashes fluttered, and he followed behind her. Thinking that it was an illusion, he tried to loosen his grip.
The two of them were still holding hands.
Wen Yifan was still holding his hand.
Sang Yan raised his eyebrows.
He thought that Wen Yifan would sleep in his room after sleepwalking, just like before. However, this time, when she passed by the guest bedroom, she didn't stop and continued walking forward.
Sang Yan didn't mind it too much.
After all, what she did every time she sleepwalked was not necessarily the same, and there were always a few deviations.
Sang Yan continued to be led forward by her.
Wen Yifan walked to the door of the master bedroom and opened it with her other hand. She went in, taking him with her.
After the two of them entered.
Wen Yifan turned around out of habit and slowly closed the door. Her movements were extremely natural, not much different from her usual appearance, only slightly stiffer and slower.
They walked all the way to Wen Yifan's bed.
Sang Yan was thinking of putting her back on the bed and waiting for her to return to the room, but he felt Wen Yifan climbing onto the bed. She didn't loosen her grip on him, as if she wanted to pull him onto the bed with her.
At this moment, Sang Yan realized that something was wrong.
"You want me to sleep with you?"
Wen Yifan raised her eyes and looked at him quietly. She obviously didn't look conscious. However, it inexplicably gave Sang Yan a feeling that she found a treasure in her dream and wanted to secretly take it back to her small base to own it.
She wasn't strong, Sang Yan could actually break free if he tried to.
But he had a hunch.
If he broke free, she would cry again like just now.
Even though the two of them had slept on the same bed several times before.
But Sang Yan felt that being in his personal space and invading her space were two different concepts. He stood still and suggested patiently, "Then let's go to my room, okay?"
Wen Yifan didn't respond.
There was another stalemate.
She didn't seem to want to give in.
Sang Yan settled the matter once again and did not care about this insignificant matter anymore. He lowered his eyes and scanned the bed before lying down on the other side of the bed. He felt a little uncomfortable and wasn't sleepy at all. He just covered Wen Yifan with the quilt.
She was still holding his hand as if she was finally relieved. Her eyes gradually closed.
Sang Yan lay next to her and looked down at her.
After a long time, he raised his head and gently kissed her forehead.
… …
Early the next morning.
Wen Yifan opened her sleepy eyes, and her first reaction was to feel that she was being hugged. Her eyelashes moved slowly, and she suddenly understood something. But because this kind of thing had happened many times, she didn't pay much attention to it.
She only cared about her own wakefulness.
When she was completely awake, Wen Yifan looked up at her surroundings. The remaining sleepiness dissipated in an instant, and she immediately noticed that something was wrong.
This was her room.
Wen Yifan was stunned and looked back at Sang Yan in a daze.
She saw that he was also awake at this time. His eyelids were drooping lazily, and he looked a little sleepy. Sang Yan didn't seem to care when he noticed her gaze. He closed his eyes again, hugged her waist impudently, and pulled her closer into his arms.
It seemed like he wanted to sleep for a while more.
"… …"
Wen Yifan didn't know which one of them had a problem with his calm and natural demeanor.
She couldn't help but say, "This is my room."
Sang Yan's voice was a little low because he just woke up, "What's wrong?"
Wen Yifan, "Why are you here?"
"What do you mean why am I here?"
"… …"
"Your attitude makes me quite sad." Sang Yan's forehead was against the back of her neck, and he said in a casual tone, "Count yourself, how many times have you set the fire, and this is the first time I lit a lamp … …"
"No." Wen Yifan interrupted him and said in a good mood, "I just want to ask why are you here."
"Oh." Sang Yan smiled, "Why do you ask?"
"… …" Wen Yifan turned her head.
Sang Yan also looked up at her.
Their eyes met. A few seconds later, Wen Yifan made a guess, "Are you sleepwalking too?"
Sang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Of course not."
"Oh." Wen Yifan guessed again, "That is, you had nightmares in the middle of the night, or you were afraid of watching horror movies and didn't dare to sleep alone. Is that why you came to my room in the middle of the night? "
"That's not it either."
"Or, you just want to sleep with me."
This time Sang Yan took the initiative to explain, "You sleepwalked in the middle of the night."
Wen Yifan nodded, "Yes, and then?"
Sang Yan stared at her face, his eyes were dark, and he slowly reached out and caressed her face. Then, he curled his lips and calmly finished his sentence, "You carried me to your room."
"… …"
Wen Yifan imagined the scene.
She sleepwalked in the middle of the night and suddenly became extremely strong. She ran to Sang Yan's room and easily carried a man who weighed more than 70 kilograms.
？
You motherf * cker! How could you say such things!!!
Wen Yifan suppressed her emotions and said calmly, "Can I carry you … …?"
Sang Yan didn't answer, it seemed like he acquiesced.
"I can still … …" Wen Yifan felt that Sang Yan was completely fooling her like a fool, but she couldn't say it out directly. She could only point out his logic step by step, "Can I carry you?"
Sang Yan looked at her expression, suddenly lowered his chin and laughed to himself. He still didn't intend to change his words, he sighed extremely shamelessly, "I didn't expect that either."
"… …"
Wen Yifan didn't argue with him anymore. After all, the situation was completely different from the previous times. She knew it was a fantasy and didn't need any evidence to prove it.
Both of them looked at each other for a few seconds.
Wen Yifan forced out four words, "Then I'm fine."
"… …"
"Manly."
Sang Yan nodded and wanted to pull her back to sleep in his arms again.
When he mentioned the word "manly", Wen Yifan recalled the first time they met. She felt dizzy and somehow wanted to mention this matter, "Besides the name … …"
Sang Yan glanced at her.
Wen Yifan continued to say, "My strength seems to be stronger than yours."
"… …"
It was almost time to go to work.
After saying that, Wen Yifan felt a little regretful. Afraid that Sang Yan would argue with her, she immediately got up and ran towards the direction of the bathroom.
"I'll go make breakfast, you go back to sleep."
When Wen Yifan finished washing up, Sang Yan was no longer in her room. The quilt was tidied up and laid flat on the bed. She stared at him for a few seconds, still not quite understanding why he appeared in her room.
She felt that her last guess was the most reasonable.
But according to Sang Yan's character, Wen Yifan felt that he wouldn't do such a thing.
Wen Yifan really couldn't figure it out, she could only ask the person involved later. She changed her clothes and walked towards the direction of the kitchen. She rummaged through the fridge and observed the ingredients inside. She planned to cook noodles and be done with it.
Just as she took out the vegetables, Sang Yan also entered the kitchen. He habitually took out a bottle of ice water from the fridge.
Their gazes met.
Wen Yifan's line of sight moved down and stopped at the bottle of ice water in his hand. She looked up again. She froze for a few seconds. She didn't say anything, she walked to the side to get the pot and asked gently, "Is it okay to have noodles for breakfast?"
Sang Yan stopped moving. After a moment, he silently put the ice water back into the bottle.
"Okay."
After one night, Wen Yifan's bad mood had mostly dissipated. She poured water into the pot while paying attention to his movements. Seeing this, the corners of her lips curled up. She inexplicably wanted to laugh because of this small action.
Sang Yan walked to her side and washed the side dishes and meatballs.
The two of them chatted on and off.
Wen Yifan originally wanted to make breakfast, but in the end, Sang Yan still did most of the work. She sat at the dining table and sipped the soup. She was about to ask Sang Yan why he woke up in her room.
Sang Yan spoke first, "Wen Shuangjiang."
Wen Yifan, "Hmm?"
Sang Yan looked up and casually mentioned, "The man who said he was your uncle yesterday, I think I've seen him somewhere."
"… …"
Wen Yifan was slightly stunned, she thought of Che Xinde last night. She gently looked away, took a bite of the noodles and said honestly, "Yes, you saw him when you came to look for me."
"You seemed to have said," Sang Yan chose his words carefully, "You don't know him."
"Yes." Wen Yifan nodded and said gently, "Because I don't like this person. I avoid him every time I see him, and I don't want to have anything to do with him. I always say I don't know this person if anyone asks me. "
"… …"
Wen Yifan smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Sang Yan's gaze was on her face as if he was observing her expression. His expression was unclear, she couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he didn't seem to doubt her words, "Has this person been pestering you?"
"No." Wen Yifan lowered her head and continued to eat the noodles, "I haven't seen him since I went to university, I thought he had always been in Bei Yu. I don't know when he came to Nanwu. "
Sang Yan was still looking at her, he didn't speak this time.
Wen Yifan noticed his gaze from the corner of her eyes, she raised her head. She thought for a moment and could roughly guess his thoughts, she added, "I didn't expect to meet this person again, I've been living well."
Sang Yan twitched his lips, "That's good."
There was silence at the dining table after he said that.
Wen Yifan didn't know what to say, she only felt that what happened last night was just a small episode, there was no need to mention it again. But she also didn't know what kind of situation her uncle's family was in now.
She didn't know if they were still living in Zhao Yuandong's house, nor did she know if they had settled down in Nanwu, let alone if they would ever return to Bei Yu.
Wen Yifan felt that Nanwu was a very big city.
If it was just a coincidence, she probably wouldn't meet them more than a few times in her lifetime.
But Wen Yifan faintly felt uneasy.
She didn't know if the person Mu Chengyun mentioned earlier was Che Xingde, she also didn't know if he would use this method to find her after knowing Sang Yan's existence.
She didn't know what their intention was for suddenly moving back to Nanwu.
She didn't know if they would pester her.
Although Wen Yifan didn't think there was a reason.
But she was also afraid of such a possibility.
Thinking of this, Wen Yifan looked at the man in front of her again. Thinking of the incident where Che Xingde caused trouble in his bar last night, her lips gradually straightened, and she said again, "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan, "Hmm?"
Wen Yifan actually had nothing to worry about, and she wasn't afraid that these people would cause any trouble in her life. No matter what, she was no longer the powerless child who could only depend on others.
She didn't think that these people could cause any trouble.
But she was afraid that it would affect Sang Yan.
Wen Yifan looked into his eyes and said seriously, "If that person from yesterday still 'works overtime' to look for you in the future. No matter what he says to you or what he wants from you, you don't have to care about him. "
Sang Yan looked at her and noticed her expression. He chuckled and raised his hand to rub her head forcefully. He didn't seem to take this matter to heart at all, his tone was a little playful, "What are you worried about?"
"… …"
"You can find fault with me when you mentioned what happened a year ago, how would I dare to talk to anyone casually?"
Hearing this, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered that she mentioned to him when she was drunk that "you laughed with four girls in one night". Her attention was instantly diverted, and she was a little embarrassed.
If it wasn't for that drunken remark, she wouldn't have known that she paid attention to this matter at that time.
"Also, besides you," Sang Yan laughed, "Who else do you think can get something from me?"
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