Hard to Deceive

"..."

Wen Yifan was stunned and felt that suddenly a big pot hit her forehead. She pondered what he said, just trying to explain, and she felt that no answer seemed correct.

If you say "Yes" affirmatively, you are affirming his words - indeed you are not looking at you; but if you say "No" in the negative, it seems to be following his words-yes, that is Not watching you.

Wen Yifan was still a little rounded in.

There was a feeling that Sang Yan was really logically rigorous. He could ask a question that the other party would not answer the question, and he could find something wrong.

Wen Yifan wanted to give a foolproof answer, thinking very carefully.

Facing Sang Yan, she was not in a hurry, she was gentle.

The appearance of her delay in answering, in Sang Yan's eyes, is equivalent to that she did just such a thing just now, but because of his oppression, she didn't dare to tell the truth.

Sang Yan constricted the corners of his lips and pulled back the graduation album directly.

Hearing this movement, Wen Yifan raised his eyes.

The eyes of the two collided.

Sang Yan stared at her for two seconds, retracted his gaze, and stood up. He threw the photo album aside, did not continue the subject, his tone was slightly unhappy: "Go back to sleep."

Wen Yifan stared at his face and whispered: "But I haven't finished it yet."

His features are clean and handsome, he doesn't like to laugh very much, and his appearance is always indifferent and expensive, and he has a strong sense of estrangement from strangers. When I get angry, this feeling is even stronger.

The sharpness between eyebrows and eyes doubled.

Although Zhong Siqiao had said it several times, Sang Yan was particularly scary when his face was cold, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be a little lower because of him. Let others dare not say anything, with a full sense of deterrence.

But it's strange.

It was only at this time that Wen Yifan clearly felt that he was not afraid of him at all.

Even, kind of want to laugh.

If he really laughed, it would be equivalent to continuing to pour fuel on his fire. Wen Yifan didn't speak immediately, and planned to calm his emotions first, and then coax him well.

The next second, Sang Yan's hand was suddenly placed on her head. She didn't have much strength, she just pushed her back and raised her face. He cast his gaze, as if he wanted to see what she was looking on now.

Seeing the smile at the corner of her mouth, Sang Yan's behavior was frozen, still expressionless.

"..."

Wen Yifan immediately converged.

"Okay, I thought you were looking back with your head down." Sang Yan retracted his hand, sneered, and his voice was cold, "Dare to be afraid that you are stealing pleasure after watching the handsome guy."

"..." Wen Yifan wanted to laugh again, "No."

Sang Yan ignored her.

Wen Yifan leaned forward again and asked knowingly, "Are you angry?"

Sang Yan didn't bother to care about her and began to pretend to be deaf.

Wen Yifan said softly: "Then can I still see your graduation album? I haven't finished it yet."

"..."

Sang Yan looked up again, leaned a little later, looking at her condescendingly. His knuckles were clicked on the album next to him. Although he agreed, the warning in the words was full of warning: "Okay, you take it."

Wen Yifan didn't seem to be able to hear it. He really agreed: "Then I took it?"

Sang Yan simply said, "If you dare to take it."

Wen Yifan nodded, and pulled out the album that was slightly pressed by Sang Yan.

"..."

Sang Yan stared at her behavior, and his stomach started to aches with anger.

After taking the album, Wen Yifan moved his position again, leaning closer to him.

Sang Yan said coldly: "Sit away from me."

Wen Yifan didn't listen, and opened the group photo at this distance. She looked at Sang Yan above and then at him. Seeing his cold expression, she suddenly said: "Why are you angry with me suddenly?"

Sang Yan glanced at her: "Reflect on yourself."

Wen Yifan endured a smile and thought for a while: "Are you guilty of conscience."

Sang Yan: "?"

Wen Yifan continued to scroll back: "I just want to see what my rival looks like."

"..." Sang Yan moved his eyelashes and frowned slightly, "Say something that people can hear."

"Didn't you gossip about this section of praise?" Wen Yifan recalled Zhong Siqiao's words and repeated it slowly, "I heard that you are a famous couple in the Department of Computer Science at NTU—"

"..."

"Geek school grass."

Sang Yan: "..."

The topic is gradually being pulled into another aspect.

Sang Yan's expression was also a lot more comfortable because of this, and he didn't take this so-called "scandal" to heart. He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully and said leisurely: "Wen Shuangjiang, aren't you doing news?"

Wen Yifan flipped through the album and responded, "Huh?"

There were group photos of each dormitory behind, and she soon found Sang Yan and the other three. In this photo, his brows and eyes slightly smiled, and he looked at the camera casually, looking expensive and energetic.

"So do you believe in such hearsay, undocumented rumors?"

"..." Wen Yifan shook his head, "I didn't believe it."

"Oh." Sang Yan held her hand and sent out an invitation very arrogantly, "Then when will you come to take a test?"

...

Because of his actions, Wen Yifan couldn't read the album seriously, which delayed a lot of time. In the end, he found Sang Yan in it hastily, took a hurried glance, and was urged to go back to sleep.

Back in the room, Wen Yifan changed his clothes and lay down on the bed with the recording pen sent by Sang Yan. She was a little nervous inexplicably, and it took a while to find the new recording in it and click to listen.

Sang Yan's voice came from inside.

His voice is cold, and his final voice always rises unconsciously when he speaks, with a peculiar smell.

"The temperature drops, pay attention to safety at work. Your partner told you to go home safely."

"..."

Wen Yifan stunned, then clicked and listened several times.

be careful.

safe trip home.

Wen Yifan's heart stopped for a while, and he subconsciously touched the position behind his ear, remembering the injury he suffered in Beiyu before.

It has been a long time, the wound has healed long ago, and there is no scar left. But Sang Yan always seemed to think 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 lost.

After a while, I carefully put the recorder back into the box.

Wen Yifan lay on the bed to brew. But for too long, she can't fall asleep now.

The appearance of Sang Yan in the graduation album came to mind constantly.

More mature than in high school;

It's a lot younger than it is now.

It was a stage she had never seen or participated in.

Wen Yifan stared at the ceiling with a dazed expression.

At this moment.

Wen Yifan clearly felt an emotion that had surfaced countless times before but had never captured it.

She regretted it.

Very, very regretful.

A few days after Valentine's Day, the Spring Festival will follow.

Similar to last year, Wen Yifan only took a short three-day vacation. Although Sang Yan’s company usually works overtime, he conscientiously put it on the seventh day of the New Year’s day and has a holiday two days in advance.

I have much more free time than her.

Except for the night of New Year's Eve, Sang Yan only came back at eight or nine o'clock. The rest of the time, he mostly returned to Shangdu Huacheng. The two spent the entire Spring Festival holiday together.

After the third day of the new year, Wen Yifan began to work at the company again. Fortunately, this New Year is exceptionally peaceful. There are not many things on the stage during this time, and it is not as busy as expected.

Wen Yifan gets off work on time every day.

It wasn't until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year when everyone started to work that she was completely busy.

The night of the eighth day of the new year.

Wen Yifan temporarily added a shift and barely finished the finishing work at nine o'clock. She packed her things, wrapped her scarf, and then went out of the office to wait for the elevator.

Not long after, Wen Yifan noticed that someone was standing next to her.

She looked subconsciously.

It's Mu Chengyun.

During this period of time, Wen Yifan could faintly notice that after another meal, Mu Chengyun was avoiding her. She could guess the reason, but it didn't affect the work, and it didn't matter much to her.

Mu Chengyun smiled at her and greeted her: "Sister Yifan, are you ready to leave work?"

Wen Yifan nodded.

There was silence.

Both elevators stopped one floor for ten seconds, and after waiting for a long time, they were far away from this floor. In this gap, Wen Yifan took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Sang Yan: [I'm fine, now it's over. 】

Sang Yan immediately replied: [I have been drinking, can I find someone to pick you up? 】

Wen Yifan: [No need. 】

Wen Yifan said casually: [I take a colleague's car. 】

The next moment, Mu Chengyun said again: "Sister Yi Fan, when I first came up from below, I saw a man looking for you. But I was stopped by the security guard. Did you offend someone?"

Wen Yifan was startled and raised his eyes: "Who?"

Doing this will offend someone more or less.

Wen Yifan had seen before that an old reporter in the same office was approached by a person who reported earlier because he felt that the content of his report had affected his life.

This matter is considered normal in the station, so the security downstairs is also much stricter.

"I don't know, it looks more than 40 years old." Mu Chengyun thought about it, "but he didn't seem to have any malicious intent, maybe someone you know."

Wen Yifan thought to himself, but he couldn't figure out who it was, so he nodded.

Mu Chengyun: "But it's better for you to pay attention."

Wen Yifan smiled: "I know, thank you."

Silence fell again.

"Sister Yi Fan, I actually—" Mu Chengyun sighed suddenly, as if struggling for a long time, and finally began to cut into the subject, "I have something to tell you."

Wen Yifan looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"You should have seen it too, I used to..." Mu Chengyun was embarrassed to finish, and then he turned to the front, "but it's gone now."

Wen Yifan did not understand what he said: "Huh?"

"I have no experience in this area, and it was the first time I wanted to chase people... So I asked a lot of people. My sister taught me many tricks before, and I learned to use them all."

"..."

"Before chasing people, you must first eradicate your love rivals and discredit your love rivals. Also, you must defeat your love rivals in an aura." Mu Chengyun seemed a bit embarrassed to say this, "But now you are together, so I still want to Explain to you."

His words came suddenly, and Wen Yifan was a little stunned.

"I told you before. I made up what Senior Sang said at the graduation ceremony." Mu Chengyun smiled. "He never said this, nor did they mention you at the graduation ceremony. "

These words were said a long time ago, and Wen Yifan has no impression.

She thought about it.

"They seemed to mention it that day. I can't remember which senior had been a spare tire for a few years or something," Mu Chengyun said, "Then senior Sang spoke, but what did he say? , I really didn't catch it."

Hearing the word "spare tire", Wen Yifan immediately raised his head and thought of a picture in his mind.

Mu Chengyun: "I didn't know how to face you some time ago, but I want to open it now."

Wen Yifan hummed: "Why did you suddenly tell me this?"

Mu Chengyun scratched his head: "I'm afraid that this will affect your feelings."

Wen Yifan laughed: "It's not that serious."

After speaking, Mu Chengyun was also relieved: "That's good."

It happened that the elevator arrived at this time.

The two walked in.

There are a lot of people inside, they can only stand in the outermost position.

Mu Chengyun pursed his lips, then unconsciously glanced in Wen Yifan's direction, thinking of the day when he first saw Wen Yifan.

She followed Qian Weihua, and when she came in, the dim room seemed to be lit up.

The extremely gorgeous facial features are so beautiful that they can grab everyone's attention, and they can't move their eyes. It is amazing at first sight, and still looks amazing at second.

Mu Chengyun fell in just one glance.

Therefore, I specifically asked Fu Zhuang, who was in the same class, to ask Nanwu Broadcasting and Television whether she was still recruiting, and she asked if she had any boyfriends. Then through the school recruitment, Mu Chengyun had such a certain mentality. , Come to the "Communication" column group.

Hope to get closer to her through this.

The more time he can get along with, the less courage Mu Chengyun has to get close.

Because although she is always gentle and gentle, she actually seems to be very indifferent to anyone and extremely difficult to approach. Looking at tenderness, in essence, it seemed to be extremely cold, and nothing could make her care.

Like an unreachable existence.

But on that day, Mu Chengyun saw Wen Yifan and Sang Yan together.

It doesn't seem to be the case.

Mu Chengyun retracted his thoughts and didn't think about it anymore.

Even though it has taken time to adjust his mood during this period, Mu Chengyun's mood is still a little blocked because of a complete loss of love. It is clear that these words will make her impression of herself worse.

But also hope.

He has liked people for almost a year and can be treated well.

It is also possible, without any influence, to be with the person she likes.

the other side.

Sang Yan pushed back again and again, but was still forced to drink a few glasses of wine. He loosened his tie, looked down at the message on the mobile phone, and replied: [Call me when you arrive]

Then the screen went out.

Sang Zhi, who was next to him, approached him at this moment and said to him: "Brother, I'll go and tell Qian Fei a happy wedding, and then I will go back first?"

Sang Yan glanced at her: "Can I return?"

Sang Zhi nodded: "There is a bus when you go out, I know the way."

"Yeah." Sang Yan said lazily, "Be careful yourself."

After Sang Zhi left, Su Haoan, who was sitting across from him, couldn't help but yelled, "Master Sang, is your partner coming or not?"

Sang Yan raised his eyes.

It may be that the wine was over, Su Haoan's emotions were very high: "Did you brag about someone coming out?"

Sang Yan sneered, too lazy to talk to him.

Chen Junwen next to him echoed: "I think too."

After speaking, Chen Junwen raised his eyes and happened to see the person behind Sang Yan, and asked with a smile on his face: "Old Xu, do you have the same opinion as us!"

Following this, Sang Yan glanced sideways.

The man also wore a formal suit and a dark red tie, as if he had just returned from the toilet. His hair fell on his forehead in fine pieces, his eyelids were deeply wrinkled, and his eyes were dazzled with light, which seemed to discharge at random.

Maybe he didn't hear what they were saying before, he curled his lips: "Huh?"

"Duan Jiaxu," Su Haoan yelled uncomfortably when he saw him, "Where have you been! You don't drink in your **** days! What are you doing here! Go back to your Yihe! It's **** speechless!" !!!"

Duan Jiaxu chuckled softly, as if he was flirting: "Why do you still have so many opinions on me."

Sang Yan snorted softly and drank again.

The next moment, Duan Jiaxu glanced at the seat next to Sang Yan. Then, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Sang Yan.

"brother."

"..." After being tortured by his name all night, Wen Yifan only mentioned the "geek" thing some time ago, Sang Yanpi smiled and said without a smile, "Are there something wrong with you?"

Duan Jiaxu smiled for a while: "Where is your sister?"

Sang Yan said casually: "Just left."

"Well, you lend me your car key," Duan Jiaxu picked up the coat next to him, with a natural expression, "this little girl is not safe to go back, I will send her back."

Sang Yan directly threw the car key to him: "You kind of take care of this kid."

Duan Jiaxu laughed: "It should be."

Hearing this, Sang Yan looked at him again.

The man in front of him has a cold white complexion, a tall and thin body, and peachy eyes. The facial features are extremely outstanding, the corners of the eyes are slightly bent when smiling, and the color of the lips is too bright.

Like a reincarnated male evildoer.

It looked really attracted the little girl's attention.

Sang Yan suddenly thought of Wen Yifan's praise of Shuai after reading his graduation photo. His eyebrows moved slightly, his gaze from top to bottom, with a sense of scrutiny. Then, he suddenly tilted his head to look at Chen Junwen next to him: "Hey."

Chen Junwen was looking at the phone and looked up blankly: "What are you doing."

Sang Yan: "I ask you something."

Chen Junwen: "?"

Sang Yan: "Is Duan Jiaxu handsome?"

Duan Jiaxu wanted to leave, but he stopped when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"..." Chen Junwen was extremely speechless, "Are you sick? Are you really gay?"

Sang Yan was a little impatient, but he didn't bother to continue asking him, looking at Su Haoan.

"Su Haoan, you say."

"Duan Jiaxu?" Su Haoan drank his head, his face flushed. He stared at Duan Xuan's face and shook his head, "So so, not as handsome as one in ten thousand of me."

Duan Jiaxu bent his lips: "Then what's the matter with you?"

Su Haoan: "?"

Duan Jiaxu finished speaking slowly: "I blush as soon as I see it."

"..." Su Haoan was about to vomit, "You **** haven't changed at all for hundreds of years."

Feeling that none of them could answer the question normally, Sang Yan turned his attention to Chen Junwen again: "Answer quickly."

Chen Junwen was annoyed by him: "...handsome, handsome, you are the most handsome partner! Okay!"

"Oh, that." Sang Yan didn't pay attention to what he said, turned his head and stared at Duan Jiaxu, meaninglessly, "Who is more handsome than Duan Jiaxu and I?"

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