Hard to Deceive

Ever since I met again, this seems to be the first time Sang Yan has called her name.

Wen Yifan's spirit was strained to the extreme at this time, and in a hurry, he still felt like he had auditory hallucinations. She didn't stop to confirm the time, and unconsciously ran a few steps forward.

The next moment, Wen Yifan's wrist was grabbed by Sang Yan.

Sang Yan pulled her in his direction, not too hard. Wen Yifan raised his head, his vision occupied by his blunt profile. His lips straightened, and he opened the door with one hand, looking a bit fierce.

"What are you doing?"

Because of uncontrollable fear and running all the way, Wen Yifan's breathing was short. She raised her eyes to look at him, silently, and sat in the car following his actions and words.

The door was closed by Sang Yan.

Through the car window, Wen Yifan saw that he randomly pressed the lock button.

The three men have chased them.

Seeing this scene, the tiger tattooed man looked inside the car, and after confirming that there was no one else, he said bluntly, "Handsome guy, this is your girlfriend? She looks pretty."

Sang Yan raised his eyes and said word by word: "It's up to you."

Because of his attitude, the tiger tattooed man was upset for an instant, and he stepped forward and pushed his shoulders forward: "What kind of attitude is yours? I say it's my business? You don't like to listen to good things, right?"

Sang Yan quickly grabbed his arm, tightened his strength, and quickly threw it away as if he had touched something dirty.

There is no warmth in his eyes, and his tone is calm: "Will you go?"

"Okay, I'm not an unreasonable person." The tiger tattooed man pointed to Wen Yifan when he was giving way. "Let the **** in your car come down and apologize to me first. The mode of vice-failure—"

As if hitting Sang Yan's nerves, he suddenly kicked the tiger tattooed man's abdomen without warning.

This time exerted a lot of energy, without any restraint, Wen Yifan could hear the loud crash of the collision in the car.

The tiger tattooed man's words were immediately interrupted, and he stepped back a few steps, bending his waist and abdomen down, and a **** came out with difficulty: "Fuck you..."

The other two following him were stunned.

After hearing the words of the tiger tattooed man, he came to help as if reacting.

Wen Yifan lowered his eyes, enduring tremor and took out his cell phone to call the police.

Sang Yan has always been lazy, and doesn't like to take care of anything. When seeing people, there is always a sneerful smile, and now it seems to be really moved, without any expression on his face.

His eyes were pure black, with hostility, looking at the person in front of him as if he was looking at a mass of rotten meat.

Two people went up to catch him at the same time, trying to control him.

Sang Yan grabbed the hair of one of them quickly with his eyes and hands, and pulled upwards forcefully, knocking on the street lamp next to him. Another person took advantage of this moment and punched him in the face.

He couldn't dodge, his head tilted to the other side.

Freeze frame for a while.

Sang Yan seemed to lose his reason and pain, and laughed after being injured.

Knowing that he couldn't help much after he went out, he would pull Sang Yan's hind legs, and Wen Yifan closed his eyes. She didn't want to see the scene where Sang Yan was beaten, but she was worried that some of them might bring weapons.

Can only open it again, staring outside without blinking.

Unless it is the other two who are entangled too much, all of Sang Yan's movements are targeted, and all his strength is applied to the tiger tattooed man. At a certain moment, Wen Yifan saw his lips close together and said a short sentence.

It's a distance.

Wen Yifan couldn't hear what he said at all.

Fortunately, the nearby patrolman came quickly and stepped forward and shouted, "Hey! What are you doing!"

Upon seeing this, Wen Yifan immediately got out of the car and walked in the direction of Sang Yan. Fearing that the police would think he was a troublemaker, she stopped Sang Yan behind her and forced her to calm down and said, "Comrade police, I just called the police, this is my friend..."

Sang Yan's face was obviously injured, the corners of her lips were bloodshot, several pieces of skin were torn, and the side of her face was still a little bruised. The emotion in his eyes dissipated a little, lowered his eyes, staring at the back of Wen Yifan's white neck, without speaking.

...

Several people were taken to the police station to take notes.

Judging from the injuries of the two parties, this is not a legitimate defense, but rather a fight between the two parties. However, the tiger tattooed man has a criminal record. In addition, he went to trouble with the previous victim as soon as he was released today. The situation is more serious.

Except for the tiger tattooed man, the others were given oral education for a while, fined a few hundred dollars and left.

Out of the police station.

Wen Yifan secretly looked at Sang Yan's face and pursed his lips: "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Sang Yan was in a bad mood and ignored her.

"Are there any other injuries on your body?" Wen Yifan felt guilty and worried because his own affairs dragged him down. "Let's go to the hospital. It shouldn't take much time..."

Sang Yan interrupted her: "Wen Yifan."

Wen Yifan raised his eyelashes: "What's wrong?"

Sang Yan looked at her, and came out inexplicably: "Can't you see when I stand?"

Wen Yifan didn't understand: "What?"

"Why don't you call me to help you run?"

"..."

"I asked you to come over and didn't hear?" Sang Yan's tone was unceremonious, full of sarcasm, "Blind, deaf and matte, left his legs, right?"

Wen Yifan didn't care about his badness. He saved herself and was injured. At this moment, she felt unreasonable in front of him anyway: "I want to ask you for help, but I don't know if they will do it and don't want to drag you into the water."

Sang Yan's eyes were deep, listening to her explanation.

"Moreover," Wen Yifan said honestly, "mainly there are three of them, I think you can't beat them."

"..."

Sang Yan laughed angrily, choked speechless by her words.

I happened to pass by a pharmacy.

Wen Yifan stopped, glanced at his face again, and then said: "You wait here."

After speaking, without waiting for Sang Yan to respond, Wen Yifan went to the drugstore to buy some medicine for traumatic injuries. After she came out, she swept around and found a bench in a remote place nearby.

The two walked over.

"Apply some medicine," Wen Yifan handed him the bag and said sincerely, "You can't see anyone if you go out like this."

"..."

Sang Yan's breath seemed a bit uncomfortable. He looked at her for a while, and tore open the bag of medicine without saying a word.

Wen Yifan didn't speak either, watching him roll up his sleeves and spray medicine on the bruises on his arm. The more I look at it, the already extremely strong sense of guilt is increasing again.

Sang Yan's method of applying medicine was very rough, and he only emphasized speed. Wen Yifan felt that there was not much difference between him and him.

Then came the knees, and finally reached the face.

The process became difficult from here.

Because the face is a blind area of ​​vision, and there is no mirror around, Sang Yan can only paint blindly. His strength was not restrained, and his brows wrinkled unknowingly as he painted the wrong place.

Wen Yifan couldn't stand it anymore: "Let me help you."

Sang Yan glanced at her, paused for a few seconds before giving her what was on her hand.

Wen Yifan was about to move forward when he heard him say something.

"Don't take advantage of me."

"..."

Wen Yifan paused and swallowed, "Okay, I will pay attention."

She picked up the iodophor cotton swab, stared at the wound on his face, and carefully wiped it up. As soon as she touched his wound, Sang Yan chuckled as if she had pierced it with a needle.

Wen Yifan froze immediately.

As if there is nothing to do, Sang Yan said unhappily, "How much can you pay attention to?"

Wen Yifan: "..."

She even thought she hadn't touched him yet.

Wen Yifan said with a good temper: "Okay, I'll be more gentle."

The distance between the two gradually narrowed.

Wen Yifan stared at his wound intently, with extreme caution, lest he be dissatisfied again. Gradually, she applied it down to the corners of her lips, she took a new iodophor swab, broke it, and tapped it slightly upward.

After handling it thoroughly, Wen Yifan raised his gaze and ran into his eye.

The air stagnated for a moment.

"Just apply some medicine," Sang Yan's eyes were dark and his voice was a little dumb. "Do you have to get so close?"

"..." Wen Yifan sat up straight, "Sorry. The light is not good here, I can't see clearly."

After speaking, she added: "It's done."

Nothing else happened after that.

Sang Yan leaned back in the chair and asked casually, "What's your situation?"

Wen Yifan lowered his eyes to clean up the things on the bench, and slowly explained: "It's a feast. The strongest man just lived next to me and often knocked on my door. I called the police and kept him locked for five days. Maybe he will hate it."

Hearing that, Sang Yan's expression is not very good: "Are you still living in that shabby place tonight?"

"I have found a new place to live, and I haven't had time to move. I'll find a drink tonight--" At this point, she paused and changed her mouth, "Go live with my friend."

Sang Yan didn't answer any more, and it took a long time before he hummed.

Noting the time, Wen Yifan stood up first: "Let's go. It's late, you go back and rest early. Su Haoan's car is still parked in my community, you have to run again."

Sang Yan only nodded, without saying a word.

The two stopped the car and returned to the city Jiayuan.

After getting out of the car, Sang Yan raised his foot and walked into the community without waiting for Wen Yifan to say goodbye to him. Not knowing what he was going to do, she hurriedly followed up: "Do you have anything else?"

Sang Yan tilted his head: "Go up and pack things."

Wen Yifan was taken aback: "Huh?"

His words are full of disgust towards this community: "Do you plan to come back in this shabby place?"

"..."

This meant that I was going to accompany her to clean up.

Wen Yifan is still worried about this matter. After all, she dare not go upstairs by herself in a short time. Besides, she can't find anyone to accompany her to go upstairs for a while, and she is too embarrassed to find Sang. Yan help.

But since he mentioned it all, she was also relieved.

Wen Yifan said thank you: "Thank you."

Sang Yan didn't bother to talk to her.

The property management in this community is really poor.

The lights on several floors of the building where Wen Yifan lived were broken, so dark that people couldn't see the road, and no one had ever changed it. There is still a lot of garbage left in the corners of the corridor, which smells timid and unpleasant.

Wen Yifan hadn't felt anything before, but with this young master, she inexplicably felt that her condition was a bit embarrassing.

But this time Sang Yan didn't say anything.

Walking to his door, Wen Yifan took out the key to open the door.

Sang Yan didn't rush into Ren Girl's house, and stood outside: "I'm waiting for you outside."

Wen Yifan nodded.

Wen Yifan walked in and pulled the suitcase out of the bed.

She has been in Nanwu less than three months ago. Before she came, she sold or disposed of a lot of her luggage. In addition, she never had time to new things, so the packing now is not much different from when she came to Nanwu. .

A suitcase and a duffel bag are all packed.

After confirming that there was nothing left, Wen Yifan opened the door and walked out.

Sang Yan glanced at her luggage: "That's it?"

Wen Yifan: "Yeah."

He didn't say more, and directly helped her carry the two luggages downstairs. After leaving the complex, Sang Yan put his luggage in the trunk of the car, and then got into the driver's seat: "Where is your friend's house?"

Wen Yifan wondered whether to find a hotel to stay, or to discuss with Wang Linlin and let her live in today.

Sang Yan was impatient: "Have you heard?"

Wen Yifan had no choice but to say: "Shangdu Huacheng."

Sang Yan frowned and glanced at her and started the car.

From here to Shangdu Huacheng is very close, less than five minutes.

When approaching the destination, Sang Yan asked casually: "Which building does your friend live in."

"..." Wen Yifan remembered the location, but didn't particularly observe which building it was, and honestly said, "I don't remember."

Sang Yan is not in a hurry: "Just ask."

Wen Yifan has already talked to Wang Linlin on WeChat, but she may not have looked at the phone and has never responded. She didn't want to trouble Sang Yan for too long, and then said, "She hasn't returned to me. It's okay, you can just let me down at the door."

silence.

Sang Yan couldn't hear the emotions in her voice: "Do you really have friends who live here?"

"..." Wen Yifan didn't understand what he meant, "what?"

Sang Yan did not speak any more.

At the gate of Shangdu Huacheng, Sang Yan got out of the car and helped her take down the luggage.

Wen Yifan thanked you politely again: "I really troubled you today. See when you are free, I will treat you to a meal."

"Eating is free." Sang Yan's tone was cold, and his speech was neat and simple, "Even if I don't know someone today, I will do the same thing."

Wen Yifan stared at the blue purple on his face and couldn't help but said, "Then you are so brave about righteousness, will you see this face in a year?"

"..."