Hard to Deceive

"..."

As if feeling dazzled, Sangyan stopped rubbing his hair. Stiffened for several seconds, he put the towel aside, got up and walked back to the room, following Wen Yifan.

Wen Yifan lived in this room previously.

But after Sang Yan moved in, he changed the layout slightly and added a computer desk. The position of the bed was moved from the window to the middle, with the bedside table on the left and a standing lamp on the right.

At this time, Wen Yifan had already reached the middle position.

Not knowing what she wanted to do, Sang Yan walked over and stood in front of her.

"Where do you want to go?"

Wen Yifan's forehead hit his jaw and stopped. She raised her head slightly and looked at him blankly. Then, she slowly walked around him, wanting to move on.

Sang Yan also moved a step and continued to block: "Go to the wrong place."

Wen Yifan looked at him again, as if thinking about what he was saying, and waiting for him to take the initiative to step aside.

Like communicating with a child, Sang Yan patiently said, "This is not your room."

Wen Yifan didn't move.

Sang Yan didn't touch her either, only lifted his chin.

"The door is there."

Wen Yifan stayed for a while before he seemed to understand what he said. She turned around and walked towards the door very obediently, like a robot receiving instructions.

Fearing that she would go to the wrong place again, Sang Yan didn't stop where she was this time, and followed.

Watching her walk back to the room, Sang Yan went back to the living room to take the computer until the door of the master bedroom was closed. He turned off the lights in the living room, leaving only the aisle lights. He returned to the room and looked sleepily at the phone message.

He quickly put down and put the phone aside.

Sang Yan's eyes were so sleepy that they hurt, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he suddenly remembered that Wen Yifan had just entered his room.

Like a headless fly.

Not everything was fine before, so this time the route has changed?

Still, it was because the door of his room had been closed several times before and she could not get in. But this time it was open. There is no regularity in the things she can do during sleepwalking, and she will just stray randomly in an unclosed space?

Every cell in Sang Yan's body seemed to protest against his exhaustion. But thinking of this, he opened his eyes again, got up and walked out of the room, closing the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony and the kitchen door.

...

the next day.

Wen Yifan opened his wistful eyes, sat up and woke up for a while. She moved her gaze, noticed the chair in front of the dressing table, and reacted for a while before remembering that she seemed to have forgotten to hold the chair against the door last night.

But she didn't sleepwalk during this time, and she didn't care much about it.

Wen Yifan lay in bed for a while.

Open the WeChat message and see Zhong Siqiao and Xiang Lang chatting in the group. Seeing Xiang Lang, she remembered what Zhong Siqiao said yesterday. Wen Yifan opened the web page and searched for the company "Yousheng Technology".

Before he clicked in, Wen Yifan reacted again.

She is fine to check what this is doing.

Wen Yifan retracted his thoughts and quit immediately.

She got up late, and Sang Yan seemed to have gone out by the time she left the room.

There are simple soy milk fritters on the table.

This thing can't be left overnight. If you don't eat it, you might just throw it away.

"Wen Trash Can" doesn't want to waste, plus this matter can be considered as a business, she will buy breakfast for Sang Yan. She consciously heated the soy milk, and turned on the phone to look at the message.

Sang Yan didn't talk to her about anything.

Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.

So nothing happened last night, right?

But it is.

Even if it is really sleepwalking, it is impossible for these three in the middle of the night to meet Sang Yan again and again.

When he got busy with work, Wen Yifan just wanted to go to the hospital and couldn't spare time. When the rest day came, she was too lazy to get out of the house, dipping around, just wanting to lie down at home for a day to raise her spirits.

In addition, Wen Yifan's sleepwalking was not too serious to be honest, and over time he put this matter behind.

As the temperature rises, the air becomes sultry and dry.

In mid-July, Nanwu ushered in the hottest time of the year. The night was gradually shortened, and the sun was fierce and venomous, not stingy. Staying outside for a long time, the body can see a thin layer of sweat.

Just after Wen Yifan returned to the office from the editing room, Gan Hongyuan suddenly came out and gave her a clue.

Let her follow up with a follow-up investigation these days.

It was a traffic accident that happened just a few days ago.

On the road near Fallen Street, a man drove through a red light while drunk and hit a junior high school student who was crossing the road, causing a comminuted fracture of his right leg.

Back at the position, Wen Yifan turned on the computer and began to check information, read reports and write an interview outline.

Halfway through the writing, the phone next to him rang.

It's Sang Yan's WeChat.

Sang Yan: [My sister will come to eat at home tonight. 】

Sang Yan: [Okay? 】

Wen Yifan quickly replied: [Yes. 】

After thinking about it, she added: [If your sister wants to come, please come directly. 】

Wen Yifan: [You don't need to mention this to me again. 】

After a while, Sang Yan made an "ok" expression.

...

Wen Yifan didn't take long shifts, and he left the company after seven.

When he got home, Wen Yifan raised his eyes and saw Sang Zhi sitting on the sofa watching TV. Compared to the last time we met, she seemed to be thinner, her face was a little smaller, and her chin was sharp.

Seeing Wen Yifan, Sang Zhi obediently shouted, "Sister Yifan."

Wen Yifan smiled and looked around the house. At this moment, Sang Yan was staying in the kitchen, looking like he was still cooking dinner. Upon seeing this, she glanced at the time, a little surprised: "Have you not eaten yet?"

"Yeah." Sang Zhi glanced, whispered, "My brother is so slow, I just did it."

Wen Yifan walked to her and sat down, also feeling a bit late. She pointed to the TV cabinet and said, "Would you like to eat some snacks to cushion your stomach? It's almost eight o'clock, don't be starved."

Sang Zhi bent his lips: "No, I'm not very hungry either."

Wen Yifan poured a glass of water and glanced at her face: "Why have I lost so much? Is there a lot of pressure on the college entrance examination?"

Sang Zhi: "Fortunately, I eat a lot, and I don't know why I lost weight."

"I will eat more to make up later. After the exam is over, go out to play more and relax." Wen Yifan asked casually, "Yes, only. Have you got the admission result? Didn't I say hesitate to Nanda or Yida? ?"

Sang Zhi nodded: "That's right."

Wen Yifan: "Then which one did you choose?"

Sang Zhi honestly said: "Yi Da."

"Huh?" Wen Yifan was surprised. "Have you considered it? Yihe is still quite far away."

"I've thought about it, I thought about it for a long time." Sang Zhi whispered, "Compared with Nantah, the major I want to apply for is better in Yitai. And I don't want to stay in Nanwu all the time, I want to go to other cities to visit more. ."

Wen Yifan smiled: "It's also pretty good."

Sang Zhi felt a little aggrieved: "But my brother is quite angry."

Wen Yifan: "What's wrong?"

"Because I didn't tell him much about applying for the exam. I was discussing it with my parents. He always thought that I had applied for Nanda." Sang Zhi said, "He scolded me after he just learned about my admission result. One meal."

"..."

"Then my admission result came out last week, and I didn't see him asking." Sang Zhi felt that Sang Yan was very unreasonable, and the more he said it, the more uncomfortable he said. "How long has it been, or I have to come over today. I asked casually. After knowing that it was Yi Da, I started to settle accounts with me, and said that my wings were stiff, and now I only do things on impulse without thinking about anything."

Wen Yifan soothed: "Your brother should also be afraid of being bullied when you go so far alone."

"His attitude is as if I filled Nanda at the beginning," Sang Zhi said, "Finally, I changed my wishes without telling everyone."

Hearing this, Wen Yifan's movements froze.

Sang Zhi didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear of being heard by Sang Yan: "When I asked him his opinion, he didn't bother to pay attention to me, and said that this mess would also be considered. Now that I have chosen, he wants to talk about me again."

Wen Yifan just smiled without saying a word.

Maybe because he felt that he was complaining too much, Sang Zhi quickly converged and changed the subject. She resumed gossip about what was interrupted by Sang Yan before and asked: "Sister Yifan, do you know who my brother's puppy love is in high school?"

Wen Yifan took a sip of water and calmly lied: "I don't know too much either."

"I'm quite curious about who his disgusting dog's temper can look at--" Sang Zhi felt something was wrong with this, and changed his mouth, "Oh, no, who is looking at him."

"..."

"However, he seems to like his premature love partner." After waiting for the meal, Sang Zhi started to talk about the past. "I remember my brother had poor grades before, and he suddenly started studying in the second year of high school. "

Wen Yifan listened silently.

"He has always been the kind that doesn't study very much, and then he has a special subject, but during that time he didn't know what he was possessed. He didn't do anything but study." Sang Zhi said slowly, holding his cheeks. "At the time, my parents were very happy and thought he was finally sensible. My dad also asked him which university he wanted to enter, but he didn't answer, so he said he just wanted more choices."

Wen Yifan lowered his eyes and drank water quietly.

"Afterwards, he applied to Nantah University, and he was very happy the day the admission result came out. He kept bragging there, saying that he could get into Nantah by taking the test casually. He went out soon, and then came back very late." Sang Zhi thought After thinking about it, guessed, "I feel he was dumped that day."

Wen Yifan raised his eyes: "Why?"

"Because he was in a completely different state before and after going out." Sang Zhi said, "He never mentioned being admitted to Nantah University, and I have never seen his premature love."

"..."

"Until now, I haven't seen him fall in love." As if thinking of something, Sang Zhi was speechless. "He always boasted that his conditions are good, and there are many people chasing him, even his roommates are rushing to soak him.

"..."

Sang Yan just came out of the kitchen when Wen Yifan didn't reply. Seeing them whispering, he raised his brow slightly and said with interest, "What are you talking about."

After talking about Sang Yan a lot, Sang Zhi was a little guilty and asked, "Is it all right?"

"Yeah." Sang Yan also walked to the coffee table and poured a glass of water to drink, "Eat."

Sang Zhi grabbed Wen Yifan's hand and took the initiative to mention: "Sister Yifan, have you eaten? Let's eat together."

Wen Yifan shook his head: "You can eat, I have eaten, and I will come back after eating at the company."

She didn't look at Sang Yan's expression and stood up and said, "I'm going back to the room first."

But after not taking a few steps, Sang Zhi grabbed her again: "Sister Yi Fan, you can just eat something. It's okay if you can't eat. Let's chat..." Then, she glanced in the direction of Sang Yan and whispered Said: "If it was just me and my brother, he would definitely scold me again."

Wen Yifan had to agree.

She only filled a bowl of soup, quietly all the way.

Sang Zhi was talking most of the time throughout dinner.

After talking for a long time, he was interrupted impatiently by Sang Yan: "Can you eat quickly?"

"..." Sang Zhi felt that he had tolerated him all night, and this time he couldn't help fighting with him. "Why are you doing this all the time? I didn't tell you about it. You didn't hear it when you heard it, but now it's actually true. Blame it on me."

"I'm sleepy." Sang Yan was too lazy to quarrel with her, looked tired, and the bluish-gray under his eyes was obvious. "Otherwise you will take a taxi and go back by yourself. I'm going to sleep."

He looked like this and it was indeed a long time that he hadn't slept well.

"..."

Sang Zhi had no choice but to continue swallowing his breath, "I see, I will finish eating immediately."

After they went out, Wen Yifan cleaned up the table and went back to the room. When she came out of the shower, she happened to hear the movement of the hallway, but she did not go outside.

Wen Yifan lay back on the bed, holding the quilt, thinking about Sangzhi's words blankly.

——"He was very happy when the admission results came out."

——"Because his state before and after going out is completely different."

His chest seemed to be heavily pressed by a stone, making Wen Yifan a little breathless.

She turned over, not wanting to think about the past.

Wen Yifan simply picked up the phone and looked through a horror movie. She focused her attention on the movie and didn't close her eyes until she saw the closing subtitles. In her awakeness, she suddenly caught a trace of sleepiness.

Gradually fell into a deep sleep.

I do not know how long it has been.

Wen Yifan sat up and went to the ground. She slowly pushed the chair at the door of the room back to the dressing table, turned and left the room. All the way forward, walked to the living room and sat on the sofa.

In this dim light.

Wen Yifan raised his head and stared at the rotating second hand, his eyes unblinking.

The living room is extremely quiet.

There was nothing else except the sound of her breathing that was so light that she could ignore it.

Perhaps it was something missing compared to the previous few times. This time Wen Yifan only sat for a few minutes before getting up. She walked in the direction of the aisle and stopped again when she passed the second bedroom.

Seeing the closed door, she stared for a while.

Afterwards, Wen Yifan's behavior seemed to be driven by something, and she hesitated to raise her hand.

Hold the door handle and screw it down.

The door is unlocked.

Wen Yifan unscrewed easily and pushed forward. She walked silently with bare feet, as if stepping on cotton. She paused for a few seconds, closed the door gently, and walked towards the bed.

She climbed up mechanically, found a place to lie down.

In a small room, the sound of the air conditioner is neither light nor heavy.

The man's breathing rate is regular and uniform, the breath on his body is weak, and the sandalwood is mixed with the smell of tobacco. He was wearing a dark T-shirt, lying on his side, his chest undulating slightly. The quilt only covers half of the body.

Wen Yifan stared at him blankly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the quilt on his body.

Cover yourself.

...

Early the next morning.

Wen Yifan woke up from his dream and opened his eyes dullly. She stared at the front for a while, and soon noticed something was wrong. Looking at the inexplicable and familiar surroundings, her expression was a little dazed.

next moment.

As if feeling something, Wen Yifan lowered his eyes and saw the arm on his waist.

"..."

She woke up instantly, and there were a few cracks in her expression.

Wen Yifan turned his head dullly, and met Sang Yan's face close at hand, so clear that he could see the demon mole on his eyelid. As if still asleep, his eyes were closed, unaware of the abnormalities around him.

Fuck me.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Fuck me.

Fuck.

Fuck.

The strings in Wen Yifan's mind seemed to break, and he was about to break apart. She had no idea what was going on, her brain went blank. The first reaction is to check your clothes.

Seeing that there is nothing wrong, the spirit is slightly relaxed.

Wen Yifan tried to calm his emotions, trying to calm himself down.

This is Sang Yan's room.

It does not seem to need to think too much.

She woke up early in the morning and did not stay in her room, but appeared on Sang Yan's bed. Except that she sleepwalked in the wrong place in the middle of the night, entered his room and slept in the wrong bed, there was no other possibility.

At this moment, the only solution Wen Yifan could think of was to leave this place first.

Before Sang Yan wakes up.

Wen Yifan held his breath and gently raised Sang Yan's arm like a thief. She moved extremely slowly and moved his arm to the side, trying to gently put it back on himself.

at the same time.

Sang Yan's eyelashes moved because of the noise.

This extremely subtle change exploded in Wen Yifan's mind like a bomb. She felt like she was going to be caught in prison the next moment, and the movement stopped.

The next moment, Wen Yifan saw Sang Yan slowly opening his eyes.

Meet her gaze.

Freeze frame for two seconds.

Maybe it was because he hadn't gotten rid of his sleepiness yet, Sang Yan's expression didn't look sober. He didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and closed his eyes again, reaching out and pulling her into his arms.

Wen Yifan's back hit his chest, his whole body froze, and he didn't know how to react.

Her body was overwhelmed by him.

thump.

thump.

Wen Yifan's heart stopped for half a beat, and quickly accelerated again.

At this moment, everything around him disappeared.

All the senses were occupied only by the man behind him, with a strong sense of presence.

All are enlarged.

The man's breathing was warm, his actions still carried the haze in his dream. The tip of his nose rubbed against the back of her neck, and his arm rested on her waist again, embracing her in his arms.