It was like a scene that had played out thousands of times in her dreams. It was also like a scene that she did not dare to imagine. It made her feel that the floating world was finally stable, but it also felt like she had entered an unreal illusion.
As if she opened her eyes again.
The two returned to the midsummer after the college entrance examination.
Nothing had happened yet.
That night, Che Xingde did not come back. Everything went according to plan. She did not have that experience, nor did she change her college entrance examination application. That night, she only agreed to meet Sang Yan. Nothing else happened.
Wen Yifan was looking forward to every day.
She waited for the admission results to come out every day. When Sang Yan came to Beiyu again.
She was thinking about what he would say to her.
Maybe it was a confession, or maybe it was to talk to her about college, or maybe it was just to see her like before. Whatever it was, it would not be like before.
It would not be the prelude to the two of them being separated from each other.
Wen Yifan raised her eyelashes slightly and looked at his prominent Adam's apple. The curve was very clear. His kiss was still on her forehead. It was very gentle, with a sense of cherishing.
She slowly blinked and saw the tears falling down. She subconsciously covered her eyes with the back of her hand, "At that time, Che Xingde told me that it was a very shameful and shameful thing. My relatives also told me not to call the police, saying that it would not be good if it was spread out. "
"… I don't want you to know."
Before that.
Wen Yifan had never heard anyone say such terrible words to her.
No one had ever used that kind of word to describe her.
So even if she was a victim.
It would also make her feel that in the eyes of others, was she really that kind of person.
Wen Yifan pressed her lower lip hard and said with all her strength, "If only I had said that at that time."
Tell him all these things.
Tell him everything.
Then, what would they be like now?
Sang Yan pulled her hand down and wiped the tears on her face little by little, "Wen Shuangjiang, what nonsense did you listen to that scumbag?"
Wen Yifan stared at his eyes.
"Listen, it was not shameful or shameful. Do you know? "Sang Yan looked back at her and said word by word," You did not do anything wrong. You did a good job. You protected yourself, you were very brave. "
You were frank.
You can stand under the sun unscrupulously.
That kind of person should live in the gutter.
Wen Yifan did not speak.
Sang Yan asked again, "Did you hear me?" She pursed her lips and nodded.
Sang Yan's lips curled up as he slowly said, "Alright, then I'll thank you."
Wen Yifan sniffed, "What are you thanking me for?"
He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, whispering, "Thank you for protecting my Ah Jiang."
Wen Yifan was stunned.
"Also, isn't it too late to say this now?" Sang Yan's eyes were dark as he changed the topic. "Maybe I didn't want to be in a relationship at that time, and I didn't intend to agree to your courtship."
Wen Yifan came back to her senses and pursed her lips. After a few seconds, she couldn't hold back her laughter. Her bad mood gradually dissipated with his words. She said with a slight nasal voice, "You were the one who chased me in the past."
Sang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Don't you like me too?"
Wen Yifan was slightly stunned and nodded very seriously, "Yes."
"If you like me, then go after me." Sang Yan smiled and lowered his eyes to apply the ointment on her face. His tone returned to its usual annoying tone, "If you like me, why are you waiting for me to chase after you? Why do you care so much about your reputation?"
Wen Yifan looked at him, "I don't know how to chase after someone."
"…"
Sang Yan's action stopped and he looked up, "I know?"
Recalling his previous behavior, Wen Yifan honestly said, "Yes, you seem to be quite experienced."
Sang Yan stared straight at her. Seeing that she really thought so, he felt an inexplicable itch in his teeth. He couldn't help but pinch her face and said leisurely, "Your temper is quite irritating sometimes."
Wen Yifan was pinched by him several times today. She felt that her face was about to be pulled by him. Adhering to the principle of reciprocity, she also raised her hand and pinched his face as if she was retaliating.
Sang Yan was very double standard and glanced at her, "What are you doing?"
"I'm just," Wen Yifan paused and didn't withdraw her hand, "Touching your face."
"… …"
Sang Yan didn't argue with her, he continued to treat her wound and asked, "Did you apply the medicine properly these few days?"
Wen Yifan, "Yes."
"Did you lock the door before going to bed?"
"Yes."
The two of them chatted on and off.
After treating the wound, Wen Yifan got up from his body.
Sang Yan tidied up the medicine bottle, "Go wash your face and eat."
Wen Yifan nodded and got up obediently.
When Wen Yifan came out of the bathroom, Sang Yan had already tidied up the things on the bed. He got up, bent down to take a change of clothes from his duffel bag and quickly went into the bathroom to take a shower.
The bathroom was not spacious and a little cramped.
Sang Yan put the clothes on the sink and absent-mindedly began to undress.
After a few seconds, Sang Yan stopped again.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Sang Yan froze on the spot like a petrified statue. He stared at himself in the mirror and Wen Yifan's words appeared in his mind again.
Every word was like a sharp blade stabbing into every corner of his body.
The violence lurking in his bones couldn't be concealed at this moment.
"I didn't know what to do at that time, no one helped me."
"Sang Yan, no one was on my side."
His Adam's apple moved up and down as he gently closed his eyes.
… …
Sitting in front of the table, Wen Yifan slowly ate her rice. She felt that Sang Yan's shower took longer than usual. She looked in the direction of the bathroom from time to time and recalled the conversation between the two of them.
She started to worry, she didn't know if it would affect his mood.
Wen Yifan ate some on the plane, so she wasn't very hungry at this time.
She put down her chopsticks after a few bites.
Wen Yifan packed up the lunch box and climbed back to bed. She was bored and played with her phone for a while.
After a while, Sang Yan also came out of the bathroom. There was a towel on his head, his hair was wet and dripping water. He glanced at her as soon as he came out, "Are you full?"
Wen Yifan looked up and noticed his expression, "I'm full."
Sang Yan nodded, took his phone and sat next to her.
Wen Yifan was still lying on the bed and observed his appearance for a while. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, she was slightly relieved and silently looked away.
She continued to browse Weibo and took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to look for Zi-Ji tomorrow?"
Sang Yan's tone was casual, "I'll see. I've already told the kid that I'm going back to Nanwu."
He seemed a little indifferent, which was a strong contrast from before he came to Yihe. Wen Yifan felt a little strange, but she quickly came to a conclusion, "Zi-Ji is with Duan Jiaxu, you're quite at ease, right?"
"Yes." Thinking of this, Sang Yan put on a fake smile and said, "That bastard really knows how to take care of children. He works even harder for that kid than me, his brother. I'm really ashamed of myself."
"…" Wen Yifan was stunned, "Why did you call him that?"
Sang Yan looked down at his phone and happened to see Duan Jiaxu's message.
Duan Jiaxu: [Is everything okay?]
"If you dare to do it, you must dare to bear the consequences." Sang Yan did not seem to feel that there was anything wrong with it. He replied and said, "What he's doing now is what a bastard does, understand?"
Wen Yifan could not help but say, "Isn't this a natural thing to do?"
"Wen Shuangjiang, do you know how old my sister was when this bastard met her?" Sang Yan looked at her as if he was looking for a sense of recognition. He spoke very slowly, "She was just a primary school student, not even ten years old."
Wen Yifan was not brought in by him. She calculated their ages and asked, "When Zi-Ji was only ten years old, did you go to university?"
Sang Yan's tone was cold, "Not much different."
He seemed to be very unhappy, so Wen Yifan did not continue to mention it. She glanced at his phone screen and saw that he was opening his Alipay account, as if he was transferring money to someone.
Wen Yifan instantly understood, "Did you transfer money to Zi-Ji?"
"That kid's elbow is severely injured, and now her arm is broken." Sang Yan said lazily, "I don't care about her, I can only give her more money to go to the hospital."
"… …"
Wen Yifan felt that his expression was a little funny.
She was half lying on the bed and staring at his face.
It didn't take long for Wen Yifan to notice something wrong. She did not see it clearly from the outside, but everything became clear when the light in the room brightened up and his complexion became fairer after the shower.
She immediately sat up, stared at the corner of his right eye, raised her hand and touched it, "Why is the skin at the corner of your eye broken?"
Sang Yan suddenly thought of something, "Oh."
Wen Yifan asked patiently, "How did you do it?"
Sang Yan said frankly, "Duan Jiaxu hit me."
"… …" Wen Yifan did not react, "Why did he hit you?"
"I don't know," Sang Yan paused and said slowly, "He has a bad temper."
Wen Yifan did not believe his words as she recalled how he called Zi-Ji a bastard and suddenly said that he wanted to go back to Nanwu. She looked at him and hesitantly gave a guess, "Did you fight with him?"
Sang Yan looked at her, "No."
"Then," Wen Yifan asked, "Did you hit him?"
Sang Yan slightly raised his chin and did not deny it.
But this gesture obviously meant that he acquiesced. Wen Yifan thought that the siblings usually did not get along with each other. She felt that it was a little calmer now, "Didn't he get mad at you?"
Sang Yan still did not say anything.
Wen Yifan understood, "Did you return to Nanwu because of this?"
The room became quiet.
Sang Yan stared at her eyes that were very close to him.
At this time, her fingertips were still on the corner of his eye, staring at his wound attentively and seriously. She had just taken a shower and was wearing short-sleeved shorts with a low neckline. Her limbs were also exposed to the air, white and soft.
It was like a silent seduction.
Seeing that he did not speak, Wen Yifan shifted her gaze and looked into his eyes.
He instantly noticed the ambiguous distance between the two of them.
She froze for three seconds.
The next moment, Sang Yan suddenly pulled her into his arms as if he could no longer restrain his lust. His kiss directly touched her lips, and they gently pressed against each other, accompanied by vague words.
"What do you mean I returned to Nanwu because of this? Do you have a conscience? "
"You only know how to make me angry all day long," Sang Yan was very straightforward. He pinched her chin and put the tip of his tongue in, sweeping every corner and slowly licking, "You made me so angry that I forgot to take my luggage, and even had to borrow Duan Jiaxu's underwear from that dog."
"…" Wen Yifan was a little confused by his kiss, but she laughed because of his words.
Sang Yan stopped and was annoyed, "Can you be more serious?"
"Did you really wear someone else's underwear?" Wen Yifan did not want to break the atmosphere, but she felt that it was very funny. She still could not stop laughing, "Then can't you buy one?"
"A new one," Sang Yan stared at her and smiled, "Doesn't that mean I bought it?"
After that, Sang Yan lifted her chin and continued to kiss her.
His kisses were also very forceful. His hands gradually moved up and held her face. He bit her lips and tongue again and again, as if he wanted to eat her. His actions were particularly lustful.
There was a very familiar sandalwood fragrance on the man's body. His body was broad and warm. His breath seemed to be aggressive and pervasive, invading her. His hair was still dripping water, it hit her neck and slid down.
It was cold, but it seemed to be carrying an electric current.
It made Wen Yifan involuntarily shiver.
Sang Yan's palm was hot. He explored her clothes and up her abdomen until he touched her softness. His fingertips had calluses, he rubbed them gently and scraped them from the top.
Wen Yifan unconsciously gasped, her body was stiff, she subconsciously hooked her arms around his neck. She was a little nervous.
But she did not have the slightest intention of resisting.
But soon, Sang Yan probably noticed her condition, he stopped. His hand that was touching her gradually moved down and retreated from her clothes. He was still kissing her as if he was venting his desire.
From her lips to her earlobe, he gently nibbled along her neck.
There was a slightly perverted water stain.
Wen Yifan hugged his head and knelt on his body. She could clearly feel his heat. She didn't dare to move, she stiffened on the spot and endured his actions.
After a long time, Sang Yan stopped and bit her lips as if he was venting his desire.
Wen Yifan looked at him blankly, "Why did you stop?"
Sang Yan stared at her bright red lips, his Adam's apple moved and his voice was low and hoarse, "Aren't you on your period?"
This instantly reminded Wen Yifan of the excuse she used to deal with Sang Yan. She felt guilty when she mentioned it, she kissed his lips again and whispered, "I lied to you."
"… …"
This was equivalent to acquiescence.
In the narrow hotel room, the extremely charming atmosphere seemed to be fermenting.
Sang Yan opened his mouth and let her kiss him. After a long while, he slowly let go of her lips. His fingertips slid down from the back of her neck, along her back and all the way down to the hem of her clothes.
He twirled her in a flirtatious motion, and then slowly lifted her dress.
"Oh, that's why you tried so hard to get the same room with me … …"
He pulled it up to her abdomen.
"Then why?" His eyes were filled with lust. He curled his lips and continued, "Trying to hide something makes it more obvious. Two beds."
"… …"
He continued to move up.
Wen Yifan looked at the man in front of her. Her mind was blank and she felt a little thirsty. Her body subconsciously leaned on him, she unconsciously desired more, but she also felt an unknown tension and uneasiness.
In the next moment, Sang Yan's kiss fell on her collarbone, leaving little marks.
"Wen Shuangjiang, are you going to sleep with me?"
All of her senses were magnified.
Wen Yifan hooked her arms around his neck and gradually increased her strength. She endured the sound in her throat. She could feel his lips and tongue continue to slide down with a deep and sexy panting sound like a catalyst.
"I'll give you a discount."
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