Hard to Deceive

When the words fell, Sang Yan's eyebrows jumped, and he stopped playing with the phone.

The atmosphere freezes.

Wen Yifan suddenly realized that what he said seemed more straightforward than the example Zhong Siqiao gave. Staring at his dark eyes, after a two-second pause, she calmly retracted her gaze.

There was a similar incident last time, when they met for the first time in an "overtime" bar.

But at that moment, Wen Yifan thought that Sang Yan could not recognize her, and also felt that the situation was also difficult to explain, so he broke the jar, and said that in the mood that he would never meet again-"That's pretty good. regret."

But this time, both of them are sober and know the roots.

There is no concealment.

I don't know if this trial is a success or an overturn, Wen Yifan feels that he must stop there. She stood up and said as usual, "Then you will pay more attention to it. I will rest first."

Take a few steps.

Sang Yan came out from behind: "Wait a moment."

Wen Yifan pursed his lips and turned his head after adjusting his emotions.

"Let's listen." Sang Yan looked at her eyes and sat up straight, his tone was not serious, "What crime are you afraid you will commit?"

"..." Wen Yifan said bitterly, "I'm just picking up your words."

The implication is.

I also don’t know what crime you are guilty of committing a crime.

"Oh." Sang Yan said clearly, "You want to kiss—"

"..."

Dear?

An unnatural flash flashed in Wen Yifan's eyes. She didn't expect to go in such a long-term perspective, but wanted to use Sang Yan's words to see what his attitude toward her probably now.

She was trying to refute.

Then I heard Sang Yan continue to say: "——Fault me."

"..."

Oh.

Not a pro, but an invasion.

You want to assault me.

Wen Yifan: "..."

It was like a huge boulder-like cauldron was suddenly pressing on her.

Wen Yifan was stunned and frantically searching for prevarication in his mind, trying to make him understand that the crime she was talking about was not so serious.

Before she thought of the words.

next moment.

Sang Yan suddenly threw the phone aside and leaned back in the chair. He raised his head and stared straight at her. Fragmented black hair fell on his forehead, and Qi pupil reflected the light of the living room. He looks provocative, but also blatantly seduce.

"Dare to come here."

...

Go back to the room.

Closing the door, Wen Yifan leaned against the door panel, slowly letting out a sigh of relief. She calmed down her breath, went into the toilet to wash her face, and felt the sound of a beating heart in her ears.

It was too late for a long time.

Wen Yifan turned off the faucet and wiped his face with a tissue. She stared at herself in the mirror and wandered again inexplicably. Sang Yan's last four words seemed like glue stuck in his mind, and they couldn't get rid of them.

——"Dare to come."

How dare she.

How can she have such a guts! ! !

Thinking of this, Wen Yifan washed his face again, trying to get his sanity back.

Wen Yifan remembered that he had only reluctantly said "I didn't mean that", and then turned around and returned to the room without stopping for a moment. But just a few minutes ago, she couldn't remember how her emotions were controlled this time.

Is still calm and composed.

It still seems to be running away.

Wen Yifan sighed and didn't know if his behavior just now was considered impulse.

Since separating from Zhong Siqiao and on the way home, Wen Yifan's mind has been thinking about the blind date of Sang Yan. Although it has nothing to do with her.

This is all about Sang Yan.

His family felt that when he was old, it was very reasonable and reasonable to arrange for him to get to know someone. She should be like before, just listen to it. There is no need to ask or to interfere too much.

But because of what happened tonight, Wen Yifan suddenly realized that many behaviors were uncontrollable.

Even if I always feel that this is not good or that it can't be done, the safety distance will still be broken due to some things. It turned out that all her words and deeds, and the emotions displayed, could not be all rational.

She also has emotions.

There are also unexpected, exclusive desires.

She also thought a little, moving closer in his direction.

But I am afraid that this distance is far away.

Sang Yan had a good family background and had an excellent birth. Opened a bar at a young age, and now he has a better job than his peers. As long as it is what he wants to do, he can do it easily and has never encountered any setbacks.

The birth conditions are exceptionally superior, and the arrogant capital is also abundant.

But she was completely different.

Although Wen Yifan didn't have much idea about looks, he knew from others' words that he was indeed good looking. But she didn't think this was too advantageous.

After all, there are more people who look good.

Except for a serious job, Wen Yifan has nothing, and he lives frugally. The only dance that was once commendable has long since been given up, and even his personality is plain and uninteresting.

Wen Yifan never felt that he was like this, it would be worth remembering for many years.

She didn't know how Sang Yan treated her differently now.

Because of getting along after reunion;

Or just because she is a hurdle he hasn't crossed.

From tonight's temptation, Wen Yifan could not see Sang Yan's thoughts.

But he didn't seem to mean to be too resistant, nor did he deliberately divert the topic, on the contrary, he also meant to "fight against". She didn't know if he could understand the thoughts he showed.

Wen Yifan really couldn't tell.

He felt that he was learning from him now, or he really noticed something strange.

Do I have to try several times?

In this regard, Wen Yifan is just a rookie, completely inexperienced.

She sighed.

Wen Yifan got out of the toilet.

I remembered the expression and tone of Sang Yan's last sentence.

Alas, indeed.

Upright card-

The annual frosts are not necessarily the same, and they fall on October 23-24.

This year Wen Yifan's birthday is one day after the frost. In previous years, she would either lie down at home for a day, or have a meal with colleagues after get off work, and simply celebrate.

Wen Yifan happened to have a rest on this day and went out to work early. When she finished working overtime and got on the subway to go home, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening.

She told Sang Yan in advance that she would be back late.

Sang Yan only replied: [Hmm]

In addition, there are many unread messages in the message list.

All birthday wishes.

Wen Yifan thanked each other, but Zhao Yuandong didn't click in. Pulling on the ring, she looked at her unclear face in the reflection in the window. It took a while before I realized that I was one year older.

It was twenty-four without knowing it.

Sang Yan was the same age as her.

The age of twenty-four shouldn't be considered too old.

Why did he start a blind date.

I don’t know if I have met a girl who feels right.

Wen Yifan thought about it all the way, until he got home, he didn't get back to his senses a little bit. It was too late, and she was afraid that Sang Yan might be noisy, so she closed the entrance door gently and locked it by the way.

When I turned my head to look at the sofa, I realized that Sang Yan was still in the living room at this time, looking down at the phone.

Wen Yifan didn't disturb him and planned to go directly to the room.

The next moment, Sang Yan called to her: "Wen Yifan."

Wen Yifan: "Huh?"

"Help me," Sang Yan said slowly, "Help me get the box in the refrigerator."

"Okay." Wen Yifan hung the bag aside and turned his head into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator, swept in circles, and saw a cake box on top. She froze for a moment, stretched out her hand and took it out.

The packaging of the carton can not see what is inside.

It's like a birthday cake.

Wen Yifan looked for a while, holding the cake box, and walked back to the living room. She put the box on the coffee table, not sure if the cake was bought for her, and hesitated for a few seconds: "Then I'm going to rest?"

"..."

Sang Yan raised his eyes and fixedly looked at her: "Eat one piece."

Wen Yifan said, and sat on the sofa. She scratched her head unnaturally, looked in his direction, and asked calmly: "Are you buying this for me?"

Sang Yan leaned over, opened the cake box, and said casually: "Buy it anyway."

This seems to be the default.

Wen Yifan blinked: "Thank you."

Inside is a strawberry cake, about six inches in size.

It looks very beautiful, with a circle of strawberries adorned with white cream, and broken flowers like roses scattered on it. There is a small sign next to it that says Happy Birthday.

Sang Yan drew out the candle and said nothing quietly.

I haven't received a birthday cake for many years.

Wen Yifan stared at the cake, raised his eyes again, and asked in a low voice, "Can I take a picture?"

Sang Yan looked at her: "Shoot."

Taking out the phone from his pocket, Wen Yifan took a few photos of the cake seriously.

Sang Yan next to her watched her behavior, and when she finished the photo, he put a candle on the cake. He took out the lighter from his pocket and lit the candle, speaking in a low tone: "Make a wish."

Wen Yifan pulled his thoughts back, tilted his head to think, and quickly blew out the candle.

Sang Yan asked casually: "What wish did you make?"

Wen Yifan: "It won't work if you say it?"

"Don't tell me," Sang Yan smiled, "How can I help you achieve it?"

"..."

Seeing his appearance at this time, Wen Yifan's heartbeat was a little fast. She licked the corners of her lips, retracted her gaze for herself, picked up the cake knife and said indiscriminately: "It's related to my work."

"Oh." Sang Yan pulled out the paper tray from the bag, his tone was awkward, "I thought I wanted me to be your object."

"..."

Hearing this, Wen Yifan's movements stopped without looking at him. She didn't answer this, but put a piece of cake on the paper plate and put it in front of him: "Then I will cut these for you? It's not good to eat too much cake so late."

Staring at her expression, Sang Yan looked thoughtful.

For a long time, he just hummed and didn't continue to speak.

Time is approaching twelve o'clock.

Wen Yifan finished eating the cake on his hand and cleared the table. She stuffed the remaining cakes back into the cake box and hugged herself up: "It's almost twelve o'clock, you rest early."

Sang Yan: "Sure."

Back in the kitchen, Wen Yifan put the cake box back to its original position. When she went out to the living room and was about to go back to the room, she happened to run into Sang Yan who was also going to go back to the room just now.

Sang Yan's footsteps stopped, blocking her path.

Wen Yifan also stopped.

Sang Yan called her again: "Wen Yifan."

Wen Yifan: "What's wrong?"

Silent for three seconds.

Sang Yan glanced in the direction of the wall clock.

"The gift is under the coffee table." Sang Yan lifted his chin and tossed lazily, "Get it yourself."

Wen Yifan did not react.

Next second.

Sang Yan bends down suddenly and looks level with her. The eyes of the two met, and they freeze for two seconds. He casually raised his hand and rubbed her head vigorously.

"happy Birthday."

...

After speaking, Sang Yan retracted his hand and turned back to the room.

As soon as I closed the door, the phone in my pocket rang. He took it out, strode to the side of the bed and sat down, and then randomly glanced at the caller ID.

It's Su Haoan.

Sang Yan picked it up.

"I'm out for a drink tomorrow night, I'm in love." Su Haoan smiled, "My girlfriends look pretty good, come, dad introduce you to you, let you take off your order as soon as possible."

"Oh, it's my ass." Sang Yan said, "I'm hanging up."

"Are you a human? Tell me what you are doing lately! How long have you been to'overtime'!" Su Haoan was very upset, "Hurry up, I will kill you if I don't come out tomorrow."

"I'm confirming something recently." Thinking of what happened just now, Sang Yan was in a good mood, "I haven't been free for a short time. As for you, love and love, love to drink and drink, don't **** bother me."

Su Haoan: "What the hell?"

Sang Yan pulled his lips and said nothing more.

"Confirm what!" Su Haoan was appetized by him, "Let's listen, let my brother give you some suggestions."

Sang Yan still said nothing.

Su Haoan asked a few more questions, but he couldn't get any response all the time. "You **** said nothing!"

"Okay." Sang Yan reluctantly said, "Then just say a few words."

"?"

"Recently, there was a girl who wanted to soak me." Sang Yan dragged the end and said slowly, "I don't have time to deal with others, understand?"