Hard to Deceive

On the way from the company downstairs to home, Sang Yan's mood was extremely wrong. The actions he made after entering the house were also very purposeful. Obviously, he learned about it from someone.

Wen Yifan followed his words, staring down at the wound on his leg, and then stopped struggling: "I was pushed a bit and scratched to a branch. It's not serious, I also took medicine, and soon It can be good."

As soon as the words were over, the room became quiet.

Wen Yifan licked the corner of his lower lip, inexplicably a little nervous, and raised his eyes again. Meeting Sang Yan's gaze again, his expression was unwavering, as if he was waiting, waiting for her next words.

It lasted for a while.

Sang Yan seemed impatient: "Did you finish?"

"..."

Sang Yan: "Who pushed it."

Wen Yifan told the truth: "...that is my uncle's man."

Sang Yan asked one question after another: "How long has it been."

Wen Yifan: "Huh?"

"How long has he been pestering you."

"..." Wen Yifan reflexively denied, "No."

Sang Yan didn't hear her denial, and continued: "Since the last time he pestered you'overtime'? Or before?"

"No, I haven't met him much. I didn't know that he was in Nanwu before." Wen Yifan explained, "and also during this period of time..."

"This time?" Sang Yan interrupted her, saying every word, "So how long is it."

"..."

"Wen Yifan,'tell me what's the matter'," Sang Yan laughed angrily, "This sentence, how many times have I told you during this period?"

After so long, Wen Yifan was a little stunned when he heard him calling his real name again. She moved her lips, and suddenly she didn't dare to speak. After a while, she said, "Sorry."

Sang Yan looked at her.

"I just don't think it is necessary to affect the mood of the two people because of this mood." Wen Yifan said, "and I don't think it is a big matter, it is all I can solve."

"I didn't think it was a big deal." Sang Yan repeated her words lightly, without any warmth, "Then what is a big deal?"

Wen Yifan couldn't answer.

"You have to ask me a question before you answer it, right?" Sang Yan stared at her with a cold and hard voice, "Even if something really happens, it won't be a big deal for you, is it? "

"..."

"Wen Yifan," Sang Yan's Adam's apple rolled, "Can you consider how I feel?"

It made him feel that the distance between the two seemed to end here.

No matter what he does.

He couldn't get into her heart at all.

"I understand that there are things you don't want to say, okay, it doesn't matter. You can say it anytime you want. But you don't even tell me about this kind of thing," Sang Yan let go of her imprisonment and slowly finished speaking "Do you think I just believe it?"

"I didn't mean that." Wen Yifan didn't have seen Sang Yan angry, but he was particularly disturbed at the moment. "It's just that you are going to Yihe soon, and I am not affected by this matter, so I don't want you to worry. "

Sang Yan didn't speak any more, just looked at her.

After a long time.

The emotion in Sang Yan's eyes gradually subsided, and the anger seemed to be quenched, and he returned to the usual state of being kept away from strangers.

He did not continue this topic, took the car key out of his pocket, and said lightly: "I put the car key here. You drive to get off work by yourself these days. Remember to lock the door before going to bed."

"..."

Sang Yan lowered her eyes and slowly pulled her trouser legs back to their original places, and then hugged her from the shoe cabinet. Everything returned, as if nothing had happened.

The quarrel between the two just now seemed to be just an illusion.

"I'm leaving," Sang Yan didn't look at her again and opened the door of the hallway. "You go and rest."

...

Staring at the closed door, Wen Yifan unconsciously wanted to follow. But also because of Sang Yan's tone and demeanor when he spoke at the end, he seemed to have some hands. She stopped slowly, not daring to move forward.

Wen Yifan felt familiar with that appearance.

As if before the two reunited, she saw him for the last time.

Wen Yifan didn't know if she did something wrong.

Did she make the same mistake again?

She just wants to be nice to him, she just wants the unbearable ones in her life to stay away from him, she just wants him to feel that being with her is an easy and common thing, she just wants him to be with her all the time together.

But she still didn't seem to be doing it well.

She seemed to hurt Sang Yan again.

Wen Yifan stood there blankly, and suddenly turned to look at the wall clock on the wall.

It's almost half past seven.

Fearing that he could not stop the car, Wen Yifan withdrew his thoughts, took the car key again, opened the door and walked out. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Sang Yan: [I'll take you there, it's not easy to stop the car. 】

Wen Yifan hesitated again and typed "Will we talk about it when you come back."

Sang Yan just replied: [No need]

Sang Yan: [Get in the car]

Her fingertips stopped instantly, and her footsteps stopped. After a long while, Wen Yifan deleted the words in the input box and typed again: [Then be careful on your way. 】

Wen Yifan lowered his eyes: [Tell me when you arrive. 】

At this time from the city to the airport, Wen Yifan didn't know if he could catch the plane. She had no intention of doing other things, thinking about the time and asked: [Have you arrived at the airport? 】

Sang Yan almost answered all questions.

It's just that the number of words in each answer is very small, as if I don't have much patience to type. Not much different from usual. But in the past, he started to speak directly after typing a few words.

The words do not show people's emotions.

It seems to be able to pull the distance between the two people invisible.

Because of his indifference, Wen Yifan didn't dare to ask too often, and didn't feel relieved until he confirmed that he was boarding. She went back to the room a little tired and lay down on the bed, not wanting to move at all.

But thinking of the wound on his leg, Wen Yifan got up to take a bath. She avoided the wound on her leg, simply washed her lower body, then sat on the bed and started applying the medicine.

Wen Yifan wiped off the water inadvertently with a cotton swab and treated the wound carefully and carefully.

Everything around is silent.

Gradually, the extremely strong loneliness swallowed her.

Wen Yifan's hand holding the cotton swab gradually tightened, and it gradually emerged in his mind that the night the two were together the next day.

――"Will you still apply medicine for me tomorrow?"

――"Come to me by yourself after the shower."

The red marks in front of him gradually became mushy, and nothing was real.

Wen Yifan continued to give himself medicine, silent and quiet to the extreme. She blinked her eyes vigorously, and Dou Da's tears smashed into the wound, bringing a tingling sensation.

She came back to her senses, wiped away tears with the back of her hands embarrassedly, and wiped the water marks with the cotton swab again.

...

In the afternoon of the next day, Wen Yifan received a call from the police station and asked her to go over and record another statement. It was common for reporters to go to the police station. After finishing writing the manuscript on her hand, she packed her things and left the unit.

This time I mainly asked Wen Yifan about the continued harassment of Che Xingde.

The police station adjusted the monitoring in the station, and it is true that Che Xingde can be seen outside Nanwu Radio and Television almost every day. But he did not do any substantial harm to Wen Yifan, nor did he make any drastic actions.

Che Xingde attempted to rob him and did not escape after being discovered. The plot is not serious. Che Yanqin approached Wen Yifan for a settlement that day, but when he was rejected, he clamored for a lawyer.

Wen Yifan didn't know what the specific result would be.

She was absent-minded all day, didn't mind work, and didn't bother to take care of these things. She only did what she should do, and she didn't have the energy to think about the rest.

Perceiving Wen Yifan's state, Gan Hongyuan thought she was affected by Che Xingde's affairs. In addition, there were several days off before, and she came to the company to work overtime due to unexpected incidents, so she simply granted her three days off to deal with these matters.

Wen Yifan was not as happy as he expected to get the holiday. She even wanted Gan Hongyuan to mention whether the three-day holiday could be postponed to a week later.

After all, Wen Yifan has nothing to do at home alone.

Wen Yifan wanted to wait for Sang Yan to return, and she would take these three days off. But I was also worried that if she mentioned this, Gan Hongyuan would think she had no problem, and changed his mind to take back this holiday.

After Gan Hongyuan approved the leave, Wen Yifan didn't go home immediately, and stayed at the company until six o'clock. She turned off the computer, opened WeChat habitually, and sent Sang Yan a sentence: [Have you eaten yet? 】

My fingertips stopped on the send button, my palms closed, and it took a few seconds before I pressed it down.

This time Sang Yan didn't reply immediately as before.

Wen Yifan waited for a while, silently put the phone back in his pocket, got up and left the company. After returning home, she took the key and opened the door, staring at the position of the shoe cabinet for a while. I remembered what happened when the two quarreled last night.

The next moment, the phone's ringtone interrupted her thoughts.

Wen Yifan immediately picked up the phone from his pocket and picked it up directly. Zhong Siqiao's voice sounded on the other end, and hippie smiled and said, "How about it, don't you think the world is refreshed a lot without a boyfriend around?"

"..." Wen Yifan retracted his eyes and walked towards the sofa, only smiling.

"Wait for you to take a shift, let's come out for a meal, isn't Sang Yan going there for a week?" Zhong Siqiao said, "Oh, after you fall in love, all your time is occupied by him. I haven't seen you for a long time."

Wen Yifan whispered: "Okay."

"What's the matter with your tone?" Zhong Siqiao joked, "Sang Yan just left for a day, you missed him, why I didn't see how you cling to people before."

Wen Yifan still laughed without speaking.

Soon Zhong Siqiao felt that something was wrong and asked: "Eh, what's wrong. Can you usually say a few more words with Tisanyan? Why don't you say anything today? Did you quarrel with him?"

Wen Yifan was silent for a while, did not admit, just said: "He thinks I don't tell him anything."

"Ah, you really have a serious problem, you can hold your heart at anything." Zhong Siqiao said, "but couples can't get along like this, little bit. This kind of thing once or twice does not matter, the more the frequency, the two of you will start to have a gap. of."

"..." Wen Yifan said blankly, "but I didn't say nothing to him."

"what?"

Wen Yifan said seriously: "I just don't tell him bad things."

Zhong Siqiao smiled: "That's the same."

"..."

"If you don't say it, the other party won't know why you didn't say it. It just feels that it may be the relationship between the two of you, not to the point where you can be honest with him in everything." Zhong Siqiao said, "If it is from You might be disappointed if you know it from others?"

There was a moment of silence.

Wen Yifan's voice was a little floating: "Qiao Qiao, maybe I have been with Sang Yan for a long time. I have been thinking about something before."

"what?"

Wen Yifan spoke slowly: "I didn't tell you before, I want to report to Nanda."

Not knowing why she mentioned this, Zhong Siqiao was stunned: "Yeah, I'm kind of wondering how you went to Yida in the end, thinking that we can have another school."

"When I was applying for the volunteer exam, Sang Yan came to ask me. I promised him that I would report to Nantah." Wen Yifan never dared to mention this to anyone, nor did he dare to mention it in front of Sang Yan. but I--"

"what's happenin?"

Wen Yifan was a little hard to say: "I finally changed my wish."

"..."

Wen Yifan said softly: "I am very worried that he will care about this."

It seems that once you have something you care about, people begin to become weaker.

Everything you do is looking forward and backward.

"So I dare not mention this matter to him again, and I want to accommodate him as much as possible and not cause him trouble." Wen Yifan asked slowly, "Is it my fault?"

After a while, Zhong Siqiao asked: "...so why did you change it?"

Wen Yifan did not answer.

Knowing that it might not be a good thing, Zhong Siqiao didn't ask: "You didn't tell him either?"

She hummed softly.

"Then I still said that, no matter what the reason, if you want to keep walking with him, you have to mention it to him." Zhong Siqiao said, "Otherwise it will be a thorn to both of you."

"..."

"A little bit, it's not just that you can cause harm if you say it." Zhong Siqiao said seriously, "You can avoid it."

The phone fell silent.

A few seconds later, Zhong Siqiao sighed: "Don't make the same mistake again."

At 8 o'clock the next night, Yihe City.

After having dinner with Sang Zhi and Duan Jiaxu, Sang Yan wanted to go directly to Duan Jiaxu's house to sleep, and didn't intend to stay with the couple who were so tired of falling in love.

However, Sang Zhi insisted on holding him together and arranged him and Duan Jiaxu as a couple seat.

Sang Yan felt impatient and absurd, so he directly let Duan Jiaxu go, and then leaned back to look at the phone.

Sang Yan didn't catch up with the plane the day before yesterday. He could only buy the plane for the next afternoon, but he didn't mention this to Wen Yifan. When Wen Yifan sent him a message last night, he was still on the plane.

After getting off the plane, Sang Yan saw the news. After replying, she only received the news that she let herself go to bed earlier. Throughout the following night, there was no other movement on his phone.

Sang Yan did not receive any news from Wen Yifan today even during dinner time.

He stared at the chat interface between the two.

I remembered the fire that Yihe had made at her.

Sang Yan moved his fingertips and typed: [Did you go home?]

Did not look back there.

It just so happened that the movie also began.

Sang Yan waited a while before he threw the phone aside and stared at the screen in front of him. He had no interest in watching a movie and couldn't concentrate at all. It took him a while to discover that it was a 3D movie.

But I didn't bother to wear 3D glasses again.

The sound of the sound in the cinema was so heavy that my ears were aching. Sang Yan was completely unaffected, feeling a little tired inexplicably, and his eyelids gradually drooped.

Sleepiness swept in, accompanied by a gloomy dream.

Sang Yan dreamed of Wen Yifan when he was seventeen.

In the dream, Wen Yifan wore Beiyu's uniform high school uniform and walked briskly alone in the alley where they had walked many times. I don't know who is following her, her expression is horrified and extremely helpless.

The next moment, someone behind her pulled her.

She met the extremely wretched smile of her "uncle".

Her appearance was all defensive, subconsciously trying to break away.

But he couldn't get rid of it at all.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, except for the two of them, no one else existed in the world. It seems that no matter how she calls for help, it will only maintain the current situation, and no one will help her.

The picture turns.

Wen Yifan sat on the bed alone, the light was extremely dim. It's like when she stays alone in the living room after every sleepwalking. She wrapped herself in the quilt, with only her eyes down, tears falling drop by drop.

The door panel was slapped heavily from the outside, making a loud crash.

...

The next moment, Sang Yan was suddenly woken up.

He slowly opened his eyes and met Sang Zhi's slightly unnatural face: "Brother, let's go."

Sang Yan subconsciously lights up the phone aside and glances at it, but there is still no reply. His expression was still in a daze, he hummed carelessly and stood up.

The three got into the car again.

Sang Yan sat in the back seat and looked out the car window, his thoughts were all occupied by the dream just now. Although based on various traces during this period, he was gradually able to conclude an answer.

But he didn't want to believe it at all.

In that memory, Sang Yan remembered the cruel words that Wen Yifan said most clearly at the end.

Those words that trampled his pride on the soles of his feet.

He never thought that there would be other reasons.

But he would rather not have.

He would rather be.

He has liked the girl for so many years. At first, it was only because he couldn't stand his entanglement, and it was only because of such a reason, that he would do everything possible to stay away from him.

It's just that I don't like him.

He didn't want other reasons.

I don't hope that, in those years, she actually had a bad life at all.

The car unknowingly drove to the gate of Yihe University.

Sang Yan looked sideways and stared at the familiar school gate, slowly losing consciousness. I remembered what she said when she knew she was going to come to see Sang Zhi some time ago.

――"She is really a little girl over there that makes people feel uneasy."

Sang Yan murmured unconsciously: "I'd better go back."

The Sang Zhi in front didn't hear clearly, so he turned around and asked, "What?"

"You two go on a date," Sang Yan said lightly, looking at the phone again, "I'm back to Nanwu."

It is almost ten o'clock at the airport.

When Sang Yan was queuing up at the ticket office, and was about to ask if he had a ticket to Nanwu, the phone rang suddenly. He paused, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and saw that the caller ID was "warm frost drop".

His spirit was obviously relaxed, he came out of the team directly and answered the phone.

"Go home?"

"Ah." Wen Yifan said softly, "not yet."

"What time do you get off work?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

Wen Yifan on the other side asked suddenly: "Sang Yan, are you free now?"

"Ok?"

"Can I find you? I just got off the plane," Wen Yifan added after a few seconds, "At Yihe Airport."