Hard to Deceive

After applying the medicine and returning to the room, Wen Yifan thought for a while.

At this moment, she really felt that she was really in love with Sang Yan. From his appearance in Beiyu to the present sense of unreliability, it seemed to be on the ground at this moment.

Before going to bed, Wen Yifan dumbly remembered the words Sang Yan said during dinner. She was a little awake, before she had time to think deeply, she was trapped and pulled into a dream in the next moment.

—"The first is you."

Not a kiss.

After this business trip, after the previous shift and this New Year's Day holiday, Taili granted Wen Yifan a three-day vacation.

Wen Yifan wanted to meet Zhong Siqiao during this holiday, but there were so many things in her family that she couldn't spare time. The two were not in a hurry and decided to change the appointment time directly.

Zhong Siqiao was not surprised at the fact that Wen Yifan and Sang Yan were together for a long time, and later felt that it was a matter of course. After being happy for Wen Yifan, she only mentioned that she was out of order, and then she had to invite dinner.

Wen Yifan responded with a smile.

The short three-day holiday ended in the blink of an eye.

The successive heavy rains since the beginning of the year reduced the temperature in Nanwu to single digits. The already cold air was mixed with moisture, which doubled the chill and made people's bones tremble.

After spending half an afternoon in the editing room, Wen Yifan returned to the office. She turned on the computer, flipped through the materials on the table, and planned to sort out the outline she had written this morning before leaving get off work.

At this time, Su Tian came back from outside.

Yu Guang noticed her figure, Wen Yifan raised his head and greeted her.

After all, the two have not seen each other for nearly a month.

On the day Wen Yifan returned from Beiyu, Su Tian happened to be dispatched to a neighboring town on a business trip. There was a lot of things during this time, and the time to stay in the office at the same time was pitiful, let alone chatting.

Su Tian lay on the table and sighed weakly: "My boyfriend is angry with me."

Wen Yifan turned his head and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Su Tian: "Isn't the newly-built business district in Tongxi District opened recently? The first Ferris wheel in Nanwu. My boyfriend had made an appointment with me to go sit there, and I agreed at the time."

"and then?"

"Then! It's not because of this bad job! I let him dove out again!" Su Tian became more and more angry, "It's just such a coincidence! Someone fell into the ditch as soon as I got off work!"

"..."

Su Tian: "He has been so angry that he has been in a cold war with me for a few days. I suspect that once again, he will break up with me."

Wen Yifan felt funny: "You tell your boyfriend. There is no way to work, he should be able to understand."

"Oh, it's okay once or twice." Su Tian's expression was sad, and a little irritable, "I can't understand it because of too many times. He also wants me to quit and change jobs, I really convinced."

Hearing this, Wen Yifan was taken aback, thinking about her work with Sang Yan.

It seems to be very busy.

Fortunately, the two rented together, so unless they were so busy that they didn't even have time to go home, the rest of the time, they could see it every day.

It's also a steal from busy.

After complaining, Su Tian suddenly remembered and asked about the progress: "By the way, how are you and your king of ducks?"

The topic suddenly touched on himself. It was still this very familiar question. Wen Yifan almost blurted out the six words "still working on it" habitually. She did not speak, only curled the corners of her lips, but the meaning was obvious.

Seeing her look like this, Su Tian immediately understood: "Are you in the middle of a duck?"

"..." Wen Yifan almost choked, "What kind of words are you."

"What kind of words, didn't Wang match it with his back?" Su Tian smiled and was very happy for her, "When were you together? Although I didn't think you would fail, I didn't expect you either. It's pretty fast."

Wen Yifan said honestly: "Number 2."

"Number 2?" Su Tian asked, "Didn't you return from Beiyu to Nanwu that day?"

"correct."

"So you went on a date with him after your business trip?"

Wen Yifan didn't explain, just smiled and nodded.

"Bring me to see if you have time!" Su Tian is very curious about what level this "king of ducks" can be. After all, this title is crowned by Wen Yifan's prosperous beauty. "I want to see too. Handsome guy."

Wen Yifan responded: "Yes, if there is a chance."

At the same time, Wen Yifan's cell phone rang.

She looked down.

Sang Yan: [How long does it take to get off work? 】

Wen Yifan didn't have much work left, and replied: [It's coming soon. 】

Wen Yifan: [How about you? 】

Sang Yan: [Working overtime]

After a few seconds, maybe because he felt that there was an ambiguity, he added two words: [Bar]

"..."

Wen Yifan asked: "You don't need to work overtime today? 】

Sang Yan: [Just got off work]

The next moment, Sang Yan sent a voice over: "Call me when you are almost done. It's cold outside, put on your scarf before you come out. I will come down when I get downstairs."

Wen Yifan: [Good. 】

Putting away the phone, Wen Yifan stopped chatting with Su Tian. She looked at the computer, pondered for a moment, and quickly tapped her fingers on the keyboard. I entered the state of work in an instant.

Su Tian retracted his gaze, just as Mu Chengyun had just returned.

With the device in his hand, Mu Chengyun seems to have just returned from an interview. When I passed by them, I didn't look at Wen Yifan's direction as usual.

Upon seeing this, Su Tian leaned over to Wen Yifan again: "Eh, does that little milk dog know you have a partner?"

Wen Yifan didn't want Sang Yan to wait too long, so he responded casually: "Yes."

"No wonder." Su Tian shook his head. "He just missed the word broken love written on his face."

...

the other side.

Sang Yan put away the phone and took another sip of ice water.

Su Haoan next to Yu Zhuo is talking about various love experiences. As a veteran who has traveled in love for many years, he is extremely conceited, and when he speaks, he seems to use his chin to see people: "Awesome, Su Haoan, who has lived so much, has never met a girl I can't meet."

Yu Zhuo praised the boss's field very much and gave a thumbs up: "Brother Haoan is awesome!"

"It's nothing. What makes me attractive is not mainly because I am a tall, rich and handsome man. The reason is very simple," Su Haoan emphasized with a smile, "It's just because of my personality that is so outstanding."

"..."

"Awesome." Sang Yan couldn't understand his virtue and sneered, "So either he was cuckold or dumped."

"..." Su Haoan exploded, pointing at his nose and cursing, "Fart! I **** don't want to talk for too long, ok? That's all led by me to break up! This is my unique gentleman manner!"

Sang Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and pulled the overcoat on the side.

"Hey, speaking of it, my favorite is my twelfth term." Su Haoan drank a sip and sighed, "He's a lovely college student, sweet, like cotton candy. I chased it. Before long, I couldn't help kissing her."

Sang Yan straightened his clothes.

Su Haoan added: "Tongue out."

"..."

"Then, she went back the same day and broke up with me." Maybe it was really sad, Su Haoan's voice was a little lower, "Say I am a scumbag, so frivolous, I stick my tongue out the first time I kiss. It must be very rich."

Yu Zhuo subconsciously said, "That's right, then you were indeed the twelfth term at the time."

Su Haoan choked and looked at him blankly: "Go away, go to work quickly."

When the words fell, Su Haoan looked at Sang Yan again. Noting the camel coat on his body, Su Haoan couldn't help but vomit: "What's the matter with your clothes? Look at the girls chirping."

Because of this, Yu Zhuo also looked over: "It's cool."

Su Haoan became mad when he was madly hitting the field, and took an empty cigarette case and hit him: "Are you stinky guy going to work?!"

Yu Zhuo ran away immediately: "Eh eh eh! I'm leaving now!"

"Your sister-in-law bought it," Sang Yan replied slowly, with a owe tone, "Ren girl wants to see me in this color."

"..."

"Let's go." Sang Yan looked at the phone, "You can continue to brag here by yourself."

Su Haoan shouted to him: "Hey, what progress have you made with your object?"

Sang Yan didn't answer.

"Old virgin, I just heard of my painful experience, so I have to do it step by step." Su Haoan said in a low tone, "Don't scare you away, the only one who can accept your dog's temper."

"Oh, thanks." Sang Yan pulled the corners of his lips, "but that's it."

"?"

"I don't intend to listen to your useless opinions."

Su Haoan was speechless: "When can you bring your object to see you? It's been a few days, is it necessary to hide so deeply? Are you not confident in yourself, afraid that your object will look at me?"

Hearing this, Sang Yan stopped and looked at him up and down and commented leisurely.

"You can only brag."

"..."

After finishing the last point, Wen Yifan turned off the computer and got up out of the office. Thinking of Sang Yan, she took out the scarf from her bag and wrapped it. When I reached the first floor, the phone just vibrated.

Sang Yan: [Here. 】

Wen Yifan replied "OK", didn't stop, and walked out of the building quickly. Sweeping around, she didn't see Sang Yan's car or figure, and took out her phone and glanced at it.

At this moment, Wen Yifan went dark behind him.

Sang Yan suddenly appeared next door to her and asked casually: "What are you looking at."

Wen Yifan raised his head subconsciously.

Sang Yan was wearing the camel coat she gave. Because he wanted to talk to her, his body was slightly bent, his expression was light, his facial features were sharp and he was very handsome.

Before I bought it, Wen Yifan thought it was a very gentle color.

I thought it would suppress his somewhat invincible temperament. However, people usually rely on clothes, but he wears clothes so that they look a lot cooler.

Wen Yifan fixed his gaze on him, feeling that he had a good eye for picking clothes. The sense of accomplishment burst in an instant, and somehow came up with the idea of ​​working hard to make money and frantically buying clothes for him.

"What?" Sang Yan raised his eyebrows when he noticed her expression, "Is your partner handsome?"

Wen Yifan recovered, curled his lips and smiled: "Well, I am so handsome by my partner."

"..."

Hearing this, Sang Yan's expression paused, and she looked down at her and smiled. After a while, he also pulled his lips. He raised his hand to help her trim the scarf, and said slowly: "Then take a look."

Wen Yifan stood on the spot, raised his head slightly to look at him: "Did you come from'overtime'?"

Sang Yan said.

"Then if you want to play with your friends in the future, you don't have to come and pick me up." Wen Yifan's goal is to become a very considerate girlfriend, and said seriously, "I can go back by myself."

Sang Yan said leisurely: "What's the fun with those big masters."

"..."

Sang Yan's car stopped across the road.

The two walked side by side, leaving a distance of about 20 centimeters, as if they could hold another person. Walking to the side of the road, the two stopped and waited for the traffic lights.

Wen Yifan glanced in his direction, his gaze dropped, staring at his bare hands.

She withdrew her gaze and arranged her scarf as if she was disguised.

Crossing the road.

It seems to be the most natural way to hold hands.

Wen Yifan saw the time counting down on the traffic lights, but he was not completely focused on it. With three seconds left, she lowered her eyes again to build herself up.

three.

two.

——Only one second left.

But Wen Yifan's movements have not yet come out.

Sang Yan suddenly raised his hand and held her wrist. He didn't look at her, he looked forward, as if he just wanted to take her across the road. The force pulling her was also loose.

Wen Yifan's steps are smaller than him, and he follows behind him. She stared at the wrist held by Sang Yan, thinking that this would be fine, and suddenly noticed that his fingertips moved slowly, inch by inch, until they touched her palm.

After that, Sang Yan held her hand very naturally.

His palm is wide and warm, as if carrying an electric current, enclosing her hand.

Wen Yifan's heart rate gradually increased, and all his attention was placed on his left hand. Because of his actions, his mind was a little overwhelmed.

The first thought is.

Be preempted.

She was just one second late.

...

The two got into the car, and Wen Yifan fastened his seat belts: "Are we going back now?"

Sang Yan glanced at his watch: "Have a meal before going back."

Wen Yifan: "Good."

Sang Yan started the car: "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Yifan: "Anything is fine."

Sang Yan: "Then find a business district first."

Hearing this word, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered Su Tian's words. She looked in the direction of Sang Yan and hesitated to suggest: "How about going to the new business district in Tongxi District?"

Sang Yan didn't ask the reason, but gave a hmm.

Wen Yifan looked at him and added calmly: "By the way, make an appointment."

"..."

After speaking, Wen Yifan looked out the window, showing that he hadn't said anything.

After a while.

She heard a seemingly nonchalant laugh from Sang Yan.

The journey takes about half an hour.

This business district has been under construction for several years and only recently officially opened. Because the location is not in the city center and there is not much publicity, the traffic is not too much. At this time, the meal was approaching, and no one was seen in the business district.

The sky has completely dimmed. There are six floors in the mall. Looking down from the outside, you can see a large Ferris wheel on the top floor with colorful lights, changing colors from time to time, which is especially beautiful.

This is the first Ferris wheel in Nanwu, and it will probably become a gimmick for attracting people in this business district.

Wen Yifan stared. She had never been in this kind of amusement facility, and was thinking about whether Sang Yan would be willing to sit on this thing. The next moment, her hand was held by Sang Yan again, and her attention was also interrupted.

Sang Yan tilted his head, his expression as usual: "What to eat?"

Wen Yifan paused, feeling his heart beating faster. She lowered her eyes and held his hand back gently. Then, she felt that his strength seemed a little heavier.

After a while, Wen Yifan whispered back: "Eat something light."

Sang Yan's lips slightly raised, leading her to move forward: "Yes."

In the end, the two chose a home-style restaurant on the second floor of the business district.

The opposite Sang Yan pushed the menu in front of her and said casually: "See what you want to eat?"

Wen Yifan took it and turned a few pages: "How about you?"

"Anything."

"Didn't you have," thought inexplicably Sang Yan's words when he wanted to invite him to dinner and repay the favor, Wen Yifan took the pen and asked, "Are there many things to avoid?"

Sang Yan said leisurely: "Oh, no more now."

Wen Yifan raised his head to look at him, kind of wanting to ask why he pretended not to recognize her when he first met "overtime". But after thinking about it, you can probably guess the reason.

The two have lived together for a year.

Wen Yifan ordered a few dishes according to Sang Yan's taste and handed him the menu.

Sang Yan glanced, then raised his eyes to look at Wen Yifan, his brows slightly raised. Soon, he took two strokes with a pen, then raised his hand and called the waiter.

The first dish that came up was not what Wen Yifan ordered, but it was something she likes to eat.

Wen Yifan blinked.

After eating, the two of them did not rush back.

Just holding hands, chatting casually, and strolling around the mall. They wandered layer by layer, and then continued to go up after this floor, and climbed to the top floor without knowing it.

Pushing open the glass door on the top floor is a large outdoor platform.

As if separated two worlds with this door. It is very different from the several floors downstairs. The people on the top floor obviously have a large circle, watching the hustle and bustle, as if everyone is here only for this Ferris wheel.

At this time, the line in front of the ticket office was very long, it had reached the last position, and it was still going around. Upon seeing this, Wen Yifan still couldn't hold back and said, "Should we also go for a round?"

Sang Yan responded and led her directly.

Although the line is long, the efficiency of the conductor is very fast, and it will be their turn in a short while. After buying the tickets, the two went to the ticket office, handed the tickets to the staff, and entered a small cockpit one after another.

When the door was closed, Wen Yifan remembered and asked, "Are you afraid of heights?"

Sang Yan said leisurely: "There is no such word in my dictionary."

Wen Yifan: "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

Hearing this, Sang Yan didn't know what he thought of, and laughed inexplicably. Then, he leaned back in his chair and slowly changed his words: "Yes, I mean, there is no word'fear of heights'."

"..."

The Ferris wheel moves slowly, and love songs are played in a small space. As the Ferris wheel rises, there is a clicking sound around. The head underneath gradually shrank, and the scenery in the distance became wider.

It can fit the entire city into the field of vision.

The two sat opposite each other, talking with each other.

About to rise to the top.

"Feeling this base," Wen Yifan said with his head hanging down, "If it were made transparent, would it be more attractive to sit on..."

As she said, she raised her head, and happened to hit Sang Yan's dark eyes.

Wen Yifan only noticed that he didn't know when he started, so he stopped talking.

As if the atmosphere has arrived, the love song in the ear has become a catalyst. Sang Yan's Adam's apple rolled lightly, lowered his eyes, and approached her direction. His movements seemed to be slowed down by the enclosed space with only two people left.

As the action pulled down, the face of the man in front of him became clearer, with very obvious hints and signs.

The phrase "what's wrong" in Wen Yifan's mouth suddenly got stuck in his throat. She squeezed the hem of her clothes subconsciously, without blinking her eyes, just staring at him.

Waiting, he is coming soon, one step closer.

But everything has not been followed up.

At this moment, Sang Yan's cell phone rang.

"..."

His movements stopped.

The atmosphere was also pulled down.

Sang Yan's lips were straightened, and his expression seemed a little unhappy. He was still staring at Wen Yifan's lips, and after a short while, he sat back, took out his cell phone to answer the call, and directly pressed the release.

Wen Yifan glanced at the caller ID.

It's Qian Fei.

"Sang Yan, I think about it." As soon as it was connected, Qian Fei's voice came out in a awkward manner, "What do you think of my banquet on the eighth day of the year? This is a good day for me to find a master After listening to his analysis, I feel very satisfied when the time and place are right and the people are harmonious."

Before he answered, Qian Fei added: "So, you don't think anything is useful."

"..."

Wen Yifan is still absent.

After she touched her ears, she could still feel the shallow bulge of the wound some time ago. Her expression was also a little uncomfortable, and she didn't know that it was her own misunderstanding just now, or that Sang Yan really had that thought.

"It's my shit." Sang Yan said impatiently, "Are you doing something wrong?"

"..."

"You don't talk to your partner about this," Sang Yan said, "you talk to me?"

Qian Fei: "Isn't that just your free time?"

As if not wanting to tell him more, Sang Yan glanced at Wen Yifan suddenly and handed her the phone.

"Hang up for me."

"..."

Wen Yifan was a little at a loss why he couldn't hang up by himself, but he still took it.

Qian Fei at the other end immediately said: "What's hanging up?" As soon as this word fell, he immediately responded: "Damn, you want to hang up my phone! Are you a human! And who is next to you? Who dares to hang up? Brother Qian's phone number?"

Wen Yifan didn't dare to move: "Is that still hanging?"

"..."

Qian Fei suddenly silenced.

As if he had achieved his goal, Sang Yan pulled his lips and said calmly, "Hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Fei didn't call again.

In the cockpit quietly for a while, Wen Yifan recalled Qian Fei's figure, and gradually confronted a chubby man in his impression. Thinking of this, she asked: "Is Qian Fei getting married?"

Sang Yan said in a casual tone: "The marriage proposal for the New Year's Eve, after it was completed, I was pulled out for a drink on New Year's Day."

Wen Yifan was diverted to his attention: "Then have you drunk too much?"

Sang Yan: "Somewhat."

Wen Yifan: "Then you are going to'work overtime' to drink?"

Hearing this, Sang Yan looked at her and smiled: "Are you Cha Gang?"

Wen Yifan was about to explain.

Sang Yan said again: "Don't worry, there are no other opposite sexes around me. They are all big men."

"..."

"But," Sang Yan added leisurely, "I don't know if these people mean to me."

"..."

The ferris wheel takes about fifteen minutes to make one revolution.

Arrived in an instant.

The two got off the Ferris wheel.

Wen Yifan dragged him forward, and his thoughts were all just before being interrupted by the phone, Sang Yanna suddenly approached. She looked ahead, rubbing her face with her hands inexplicably.

She looked sideways at Sang Yan, who was expressionless at this moment, as if completely unaffected.

What happened just now.

It seems to be just an illusion of Wen Yifan alone.

Wen Yifan reluctantly retracted his mind and turned out his phone to look at the time. It was just half past nine o'clock at this time, and I should be able to go to the movies. Thinking about it this way, she opened it again, wanting to see what movies were released recently.

The two walked forward in silence.

When passing by a couple next door, Wen Yifan suddenly heard the girl say: "I heard that the couple kissing at the top of the Ferris wheel will stay together for the rest of their lives, and we will kiss too soon."

The boy was amused, but he murmured: "Where do you sound? Childish."

Wen Yifan moved his gaze from the screen and glanced in the direction of the couple.

She had never heard of such rumors, but because of these words, she remembered the scene just now. Wen Yifan's cheeks burned a little again, and when he turned his head, thinking about whether to mention this to Sang Yan, he saw that he was looking at the couple thoughtfully.

After a few seconds, Sang Yan retracted his gaze and collided with her.

"Let's go."

This reaction obviously did not take the couple's words to heart.

Wen Yifan nodded, and he couldn't say whether he was disappointed or relieved. She handed him the phone and smiled and said: "Then let's go see the phone now—"

She hasn't spoken yet.

Sang Yan lazily lifted his chin, and said straightforwardly: "Sit again."

"..."