Hard to Deceive

Quiet for a moment.

As these words fell, what happened on New Year's Eve emerged in Wen Yifan's mind-she was hit by a passerby and accidentally ran into his arms, and then apologized to him, he nodded to show "It's okay ".

The whole process is no different from the communication between strangers.

Even if Wen Yifan guessed that he probably recognized it, they knew each other well.

But she never thought he would spread out so bluntly.

After all, from the beginning, all Wen Yifan's response methods were in line with his various behaviors.

So now, when she still felt that the scene could continue, he felt that the situation was overwhelming, so he acted like "Is it interesting to pretend not to know?"

It seems that he is very sincere in his treatment of others, and he never does false things.

In summary, it is the story of "Farmer Wen" and "Sang Snake".

Wen Yifan was silent for two seconds, and didn't want to save him face: "No, I thought you didn't recognize me."

Sang Yan pulled the corner of his lower lip.

"After all, I was wearing a mask and my face was tightly covered." She calmly met his gaze and said slowly, "I didn't expect your eyes to look so good."

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Good eyes?"

Soon, he owed and said: "Ah, sorry, I misunderstood you."

Wen Yifan: "What did you misunderstand?"

"I didn't see you, my sister recognized you," Sang Yan looked calm and relaxed, without any guilty conscience, "Tell me you have been staring at me."

"..."

Wen Yifan's expression remained unchanged, and he continued, "It is true."

Sang Yan looked at her.

"Because, when I saw you," Wen Yifan decided to use his own way to treat his body, and he started to talk nonsense, "the pants chain didn't pull."

"..."

Fearing that these words will cause his misunderstanding again, Wen Yifan added: "There are quite a few people around me discussing."

Sang Yan: "..."

"You don't need to care too much about this. It's been several days." Wen Yifan smiled, falsely comforting, "Stop talking, I have something to do at work, so I will go back."

Before she moved, Sang Yan suddenly shouted, "Hey."

Wen Yifan: "?"

Sang Yan: "Remember where Su Haoan parked the car just now."

She nodded subconsciously.

"Okay." Sang Yan lifted his chin, "Lead the way."

Wen Yifan was quite at a loss.

I thought I took him to find the car. No matter what, he should ask politely, "Would you like to send you a trip?" After finding the car, Sang Yanduo didn't say a word to her except "goodbye."

I didn't mean to go with her at all.

She originally thought it was not a big deal.

But Wen Yifan just observed it and discovered that the restaurant was opened on a very remote street. She used the phone map to check the nearest subway station, which was several kilometers away.

I didn't see a few cars coming and going around, and it was all black when looking out.

Wen Yifan hesitated, staring at the car that Sang Yan hadn't started, he could only bite the bullet and knock on the passenger's window.

A few seconds later, Sang Yan lowered the window and glanced at her coldly.

Wen Yifan said softly, "Can you send me a trip? It's a bit off here."

Sang Yan said lightly: "Where do you live."

Wen Yifan: "City Garden."

"Oh." Sang Yan retracted his gaze, "It's not going on."

"..."

Wen Yifan has never seen such a careful person in his life. She smiled apologetically, and said: "I didn't want you to take me home, just send me to the nearby subway station. I really trouble you."

Sang Yan stared at her straightly, and then reluctantly said a few seconds later.

"Come up."

Wen Yifan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.

Sang Yan started the car.

The car is too quiet, the space is closed and cramped.

Sang Yan didn't play music and didn't mean to talk to her.

Feeling that he didn't talk like this for nothing, it was a bit like treating Sang Yan as a driver. Wen Yifan took the initiative to talk about it: "Why are you leaving suddenly? Isn't it a gathering of friends?"

Sang Yan replied perfunctorily: "Noisy."

"..."

Wen Yifan didn't know whether he was talking about the party's noisy or she was talking about her.

She moved her lips and did not speak any more.

Wen Yifan turned his head to look out of the window, watching the scenery running backwards outside, the street lights were pulled out bright lines, dazzling and dazzling. She gradually started to daze.

Thinking of the conversation with Su Haoan in this car when he came.

Wen Yifan and Su Haoan have indeed not seen each other in seven or eight years.

But not with Sang Yan.

Wen Yifan has never told anyone about this.

Judging from Su Haoan's reaction, Sang Yan didn't seem to tell others just like her.

It seems that only the two of them know.

In the second semester of high school, Wen Yifan moved to Beiyu City with his family because of his uncle's job change. After that, she didn't contact anyone in the original school except for Zhong Siqiao and Xiang Lang.

Except Sang Yan.

Originally, Wen Yifan also thought they would cut off contact.

But forgot to start, Wen Yifan will receive text messages from Sang Yan every once in a while. He didn't chat with her about anything, nor would he take the initiative to ask her anything, he only sent her his scores and rankings for each small and big exam.

It was maintained until the end of the second year of high school.

After the final exam results of the second year of high school came out, Wen Yifan happened to receive a text message from Sang Yan. She struggled for a long time at the time, and in the end she still had the report card, slowly inputting her results into the text message box, and then pressed the send button.

I probably never thought that she would reply.

After a while, I replied.

[It seems that there is not much difference in our grades, or maybe we take a college entrance exam. 】

after awhile.

He sent two more words.

【Okay? 】

...

Wen Yifan sighed inaudibly.

Noting that several subway stations had already been opened outside, she was stunned and reminded: "It seems to have been opened. I remember that there is a subway station a little further ahead. Will you let me down in front?"

Sang Yanliang said: "Am I the driver?"

"..."

Isn't this a good idea from the beginning?

Apparently because of this, Sang Yan didn't stop and continued to drive forward.

Wen Yifan couldn't help asking: "Where are you going to drive?"

"Your house." Sang Yan's tone always carried a little ridicule, "Otherwise, where else can I go?"

"..."

Wen Yifan felt that they couldn't talk properly between them. When he speaks, there are always thorns that are not very obvious, seemingly absent, and it seems that the conversation is not right.

Wen Yifan wants to have a good talk with him.

But I feel that there is no need to talk.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the City Garden.

This community has been built for more than ten years, the buildings and facilities in the community are very old, and the space is small. There are stair rooms all inside, and the property is basically no matter what, there is no security guard at the door at this moment.

Did not even lower the bar.

Sang Yan didn't drive the car in, but stopped at the gate of the community.

Wen Yifan unfastened his seat belt and said politely: "Thank you so much for today. I will invite you to dinner when you are free."

"Huh?" Sang Yan leaned in the driver's seat, tilted his head, his expression was not correct, "I thought about seeing you next time so soon?"

"..."

Wen Yifan was quite curious.

In the past few years, how popular is this so-called "degenerate street card" he has become.

It can make him feel that others have ulterior motives when he listens to a word.

Still, it was because of her previous words in the bar that caused him to misunderstand himself.

Wen Yifan decided to explain: "When I was in the bar before, I accidentally made a mistake--"

Before she finished speaking, Sang Yan interrupted her: "Which sentence."

Sang Yan: "'That's a pity' phrase?"

"..."

Wen Yifan gave up, skipped the topic directly, and reached out to open the car door.

"Go back and drive carefully."

Wen Yifan walked into the community.

She lives in the building closest to the gate of the community, and walks a few steps to the right after entering the community.

Taking out the key, Wen Yifan opened the door downstairs and slowly climbed up. This building has six households on one floor, climbed to the third floor where he lived, and walked to the bottom of the corridor, which is her house.

Wen Yifan was about to walk over, and suddenly noticed three men standing at the door of her house, with a strong and unpleasant alcohol. At this moment they were standing there smoking, joking and talking all kinds of dirty jokes and swear words.

I don't know if I just came back, or if I waited there for a while.

The lights in the corridor are broken, the light is very dim, and they cannot be seen clearly. But through the light outside, Wen Yifan could probably recognize the figure of one of them, the man living next to her.

Wen Yifan suddenly realized.

It seems that five days have passed since the day she called the police.

Her movements stopped.

The key in his hand made a slight noise.

The men looked over in an instant.

The tiger tattooed man laughed: "Beauty sister, are you back?"

I don't know why they stood here inexplicably, Wen Yifan felt uneasy.

"Brothers, this beautiful woman said that I harassed her." The tiger tattooed man sighed, his voice murky and hoarse, "I'm too innocent, so knocking on the door is considered harassment?"

"Beauty, haven't you seen it?" The other man smiled, "Do you want to know what constitutes a real harassment?"

Wen Yifan said nothing, turned his head and went downstairs.

"Why did she run."

"How do I know what she's running? Beauty! What are we doing! Can chatting?"

"I don't blame you beautiful sister! I just want to improve our relationship, neighbors, don't make it so stiff."

While saying these words, they also ran downstairs with Wen Yifan.

The men have big steps and smile with excitement in their mouths, as if playing around, and look gloomy in this dark place.

Wen Yifan didn't even have time to call the police with his mobile phone in his pocket. He ran to the first floor, opened the door downstairs, and ran outside the community. She wanted to ask the security guard, but suddenly remembered that when she came back, she saw no one in the security booth.

The location of this community is not too partial, and after going out, there is a food street for a while.

Wen Yifan thought about running to a crowded place.

The footsteps behind him seemed to be getting closer.

At this time, Wen Yifan saw Sang Yan's car parked in the same place outside the community. He was leaning against the passenger door of the car, standing sloppy, looking like he was talking on the phone.

Noting the movement, Sang Yan raised his eyes and stared at her.

Wen Yifan took a while for a while, and the thought of asking him for help flashed in his mind for a moment. But I quickly weighed it in my heart and chose to run in the direction of the food court.

Wen Yifan was about to pass by him.

Sang Yan had already cut off the phone and called her aloud: "Wen Yifan."

She raised her eyes and met his gaze again.

I caught a glimpse of her look at this moment, and the three men who looked bad at her behind her.

Sang Yan's expression was dull, and too calm.

"come."