Hard to Deceive

At this moment, in the master bedroom.

Wen Yifan stared at the numbers on the phone and fell silent. I feel that if the order is reversed and replaced with "250", it will be much better than the current situation. But she didn't have any guilty conscience, and calmly typed out: [This is the extra money you gave, and I will transfer it back to you. 】

--Failed to send.

The two Alipay did not add friends.

The interface immediately pops up "Become a friend to chat, send verification to add as a friend"

At the same time, Sang Yan sent her a WeChat message.

【? 】

"..."

It really was a question mark.

Wen Yifan could guess his reaction when he saw the "520".

Not bad at all.

Did not wait for Wen Yifan to reply.

Sang Yan said again: [What's the matter with you? 】

This number is indeed too fascinating, but it is not fabricated by Wen Yifan out of thin air. She sat up and decided to explain to him: [That is the difference I refunded to you. 】

Wen Yifan listed the prices one by one: [The rent is nine thousand, the deposit is two thousand five, and the utility bill is four hundred. 】

Then, she also sent the invoice for buying the washing machine: [I bought the washing machine for 1190. 】

Wen Yifan: [I'm not good at bookkeeping, so you don't need to give me more money first, we will mention it later when I want to buy something. 】

after awhile.

Sang Yan returned a voice: "You can count it yourself."

There is no ups and downs in the tone of his speech, and it is even more cold when it comes through the earpiece. But when it comes to the last time, the ending sound is always unconsciously hooked, rising upwards, with a provocative meaning.

It makes people want to fight him along the screen.

"..."

But at this moment, Wen Yifan felt a little confused.

What does he mean by this?

Did she calculate it wrong?

Looking at the string of numbers he sent, Wen Yifan was also a little uncertain.

should.

Not so much.

Right.

She didn't reply immediately, turned on the calculator and recalculated.

The number that comes out is "505".

"..."

This was a bolt from the blue for Wen Yifan.

She was unwilling to face the facts. At this moment, she felt that only the correct numbers could prove her innocence. She cleared the calculator and recalculated without giving up.

There is still no change.

Wen Yifan froze in place, his brain running fast, thinking about how to explain next.

Soon, as if to blame, Sang Yan made another voice.

He seemed to laugh imperceptibly, as if taking the initiative to step her down, but his tone was like trying to cover her up for her: "Okay. I understand, you are wrong."

"..."

Wen Yifan had never seen someone like Sang Yan.

She wanted to understand. To deal with people like him, she could only treat him as if she didn't understand what he meant, and forcibly broke the situation back to normal.

Wen Yifan: [Yes, thank you for your reminder. 】

There was no reply.

About ten minutes passed.

Wen Yifan sent another sentence: [Then I will give you 15 yuan more...]

Wen Yifan: [Just forward me on WeChat directly. 】

"..."

After packing things up, Wen Yifan opened the door of the room looking at the dust on the ground. Notice that the lights in the living room have been turned off, and only the lights in the aisle are on. She went out and took the cleaning tools on the balcony.

Wen Yifan finished cleaning, washed the mop, and put it back on the balcony.

When I was about to go back to my room, passing by the door of Sang Yan.

He suddenly opened the door.

Wen Yifan's footsteps paused, and his eyes met.

Sang Yan's hair is semi-wet, her black hair is scattered on her forehead, and she is only wearing casual home clothes, which looks a little more human than usual. He glanced at her and didn't take the initiative to speak.

Wen Yifan didn't say a word either, retracted his gaze, and walked back to the room.

Lock the door by the way.

It was just after eleven o'clock, and Wen Yifan couldn't sleep well at this moment. She moved the computer to the desk and wrote a few more drafts before she started to sleep. But after changing the room, she wasn't used to it, and she didn't feel sleepy for a while.

Sang Yan next door was also quiet.

Wen Yifan had a magical feeling in hindsight.

When she first met, she felt that the two of them would not have too much intersection.

It should be the kind of relationship that broke contact after graduation, and never nodded when meeting.

Because their personalities are very different, and they don't like to take the initiative to talk to people. Therefore, Wen Yifan and Sang Yan had no other conversations since being late at the beginning of school and after the same table.

And the time at the same table did not last long.

Later, it was because of private rumors from classmates.

Let them have an intersection again.

The source of the rumors is exceptionally simple.

It's just because they were both late on the first day of school and they both looked very good-looking.

So they were forced to become a couple in the eyes of others.

This rumor has several versions.

It is said that the two of them are junior high school classmates, they have been together for several years.

Some argued that they didn't know each other before, but because they had a late comradeship, other emotions were derived, and now they have begun to love each other;

It is even said that the two actually fell in love with each other at first sight on their way to school. In order not to miss the gift of marriage, they specially found a place to express their hearts to each other. After confirming the relationship, the two of them hand in hand to report together.

Wen Yifan didn't know these remarks at first.

The classes are arranged according to the results of the senior high school entrance examination. She is not in the same class as Zhong Siqiao and Xiang Lang. These words were only discussed privately in their seventeenth class. Wen Yifan doesn't have a particularly good relationship in the class, so no one talks about gossip with her at all.

It was because of Su Haoan that Wen Yifan began to know these rumors.

Because Su Hao's persevered in Sang Yan's ear every day.

I remember it seemed to be a big break between classes, when I returned from radio gymnastics in the playground.

Wen Yifan went to the school drinking fountain in the corridor to fetch water. He was lining up, and suddenly heard Su Haoan's voice from ahead.

Su Hao's popularity in the class is very good. He talks a lot and is familiar with him. Only a few days after school started, most of the people in the class have established relationships. At this moment he laughed wildly, speaking and hammering the chest of the man behind.

"There is new information today, celebrity, would you like to listen?"

Wen Yifan raised his head subconsciously.

I saw that the person standing in front of him was Sang Yan, his back was tall and thin, and his words meant that he was impatient.

"You almost got it."

"What, don't put me in this costume." Su Haoan said, "How beautiful this dance grows. If you can spread it like this to others, just keep it fun. When she came to sit behind me the day before, I didn't feel embarrassed. Talk to her."

Sang Yan: "What's wrong with you."

Su Haoan: "Just tell me! Didn't you steal—"

Before these words were finished, Su Haoan glanced and suddenly noticed Wen Yifan behind Sang Yan. He silenced his voice immediately, and after a long while, he raised his hand, and greeted Wen Yifan in a quiet voice: "Hi..."

Sang Yan looked over.

As if he hadn't heard anything, Wen Yifan only smiled and nodded, then lowered his head to read the vocabulary.

A few seconds passed.

Sang Yan took the initiative to call her: "School girl."

Wen Yifan raised his head again.

"Didn't you hear it?" Sang Yan's lips twitched lightly, "Or just want to pretend that I didn't hear it?"

Wen Yifan said honestly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Sang Yan lowered his eyes and said in a nasty tone: "I said I was dealing with you."

"..." Wen Yifan was stunned, "Am I with you?"

"Ok."

"I don't know, I haven't heard anyone tell me." Wen Yifan doesn't care about these things, "You don't need to care too much, they shouldn't be able to say for long."

After all, they rarely interact.

There must be some clues before this rumor can continue. If not, it will naturally break without attack.

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows and said casually: "This is the best way."

At that time, the two had a very ordinary classmate relationship.

They are not familiar with each other and can't say a few words.

So now, Wen Yifan can be sure that Sang Yan must not like her. Except that she is not so affectionate, there is one more thing, because Sang Yan's emotions are similar to when she first met.

But in fact, his attitude towards people who like and dislike.

It's a world of difference.

Sang Yan was extremely proud and was equally enthusiastic in his bones.

He likes a person.

Although it is one-way, I don't mind letting the world know.

The next day.

Wen Yifan didn't get up until almost ten o'clock in his sleep.

After packing himself up, Wen Yifan pulled the coat on the coat rack and left the room. As soon as she got out of the living room, she saw Sang Yan who was lying on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

Hearing the movement, he leisurely raised his eyelids and ignored her.

Wen Yifan wanted to say hello politely, and then thought of what he had said before, "don't be too close", so he chose to give it up.

She took a packet of instant coffee from the TV cabinet and sat on the sofa after boiling a pot of water. Wen Yifan unpacked the biscuits, tore open the instant coffee, and poured it into the cup.

In this gap, Wen Yifan lowered his head to light up the phone.

Found that Zhong Siqiao had sent her a few messages.

Zhong Siqiao: [Sister! sister! child! 】

Zhong Siqiao: [I give it to you! turn up! Roommate! 】

Wen Yifan blinked and replied: [I forgot to tell you. 】

Wen Yifan: [I have found my roommate. 】

Just trying to make it clear, the water just boiled. Wen Yifan had to put down the phone, picked up the kettle and poured water into the cup. Just after putting down the kettle, Zhong Siqiao happened to make a call.

Wen Yifan picked it up and stirred the coffee with a spoon.

Zhong Siqiao: "Did you find your roommate? Who is it?"

Hearing this, Wen Yifan subconsciously glanced in the direction of Sang Yan, decided to skip the following questions directly, and later asked her: "Yes, I just found it. But it didn't take long. I moved in three months. ."

Wen Yifan: "I forgot to tell you, would you apologize for me to your friend?"

"What my friend! Okay, I can't hold it anymore." Zhong Siqiao laughed sharply, and then seemed to be talking to the person next to him. "

Wen Yifan was surprised: "Is Xiang Lang next to you?"

Hearing this, Sang Yan had some reaction and tilted his head slightly.

The next second, a clear male voice came from the other end of the phone, with a deep smile in his words.

"Yes, it's me."

"When did you come back?" Wen Yifan smiled, "How come there is no sign, I didn't hear Jojo mention it."

"I didn't mention anything," Zhong Siqiao yelled and immediately explained, "Didn't I tell you that this kid will return to China next month? You forgot it yourself."

Speaking of which, Wen Yifan and Xiang Lang have not seen each other for a long time.

After she moved to Beiyu, she never returned to Nanwu. Xiang Lang went abroad after graduating from high school, and it has been many years now. He only contacted him intermittently in the middle of the school. After a long time, he did not have any contact.

His recent situation, Wen Yifanduo was mentioned by Zhong Siqiao.

"It's not Monday today? Qiaoqiao, don't you go to work?" Wen Yifan asked, "Why are you two together?"

"Our company has already started a holiday," Zhong Siqiao explained, "We just met, this is not to send you a message early in the morning, I want to get together with you. As a result, you only return now."

Wen Yifan said frankly: "I just woke up."

Xiang Langle said: "I guessed it too."

"That's okay, you hurry up and have something to eat, and you will go to work later?" Zhong Siqiao said, "If you know you are not free today, let's make an appointment? When do you have a vacation, let's get together."

"In two days." Wen Yifan recalled, "I won't go to work on Wednesday."

Zhong Siqiao asked again: "How many days do you spend the New Year?"

Wen Yifan: "Three days."

"Damn, oh, oh, we are too miserable at Yifan," Zhong Siqiao said, "well, I won't bother you, then see you in two days. Remember to bring me my bracelet."

Xiang Lang added: "Don't let our pigeons go."

Wen Yifan laughed: "Of course not."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yifan lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. When he raised his eyes again, he suddenly ran into Sang Yan's gaze. Thinking it was just a coincidence, she withdrew her gaze, but then used her peripheral vision to see that he was still watching her.

Just as Wen Yifan wanted to ask him what was wrong, Sang Yan suddenly mentioned the content of her phone call.

"Are you on Wednesday?"

Wen Yifan looked at him: "Yeah."

Sang Yan put down the phone: "Are you going to go out to play?"

Wen Yifan nodded, and subconsciously said, "When Xiang Lang returns to China, we will get together."

After the answer, she looked at Sang Yan and said casually: "You two should know each other, he seems to have told me that you are in the same class in the third year of high school."

Sang Yan: "Oh, no impression."

"..."

Wen Yifan didn't know what he was going to do, but he didn't continue to reply.

After a while.

Sang Yan asked again: "Have you picked a place?"

Wen Yifan: "No."

"Then it's in my bar?" Sang Yan said slowly, crossing her legs on the sofa, "Roommates, help take care of the business."