Chapter 6 (First Part)
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Wen Yifan's eyebrows twitched, and he was inexplicably shocked.
This.
How to pay it back.
The corpse disappeared???
And what does a question mark mean?
Wen Yifan looked up and stared at the five words he sent.
--Happy New Year ^_^
For a moment, Wen Yifan still felt like he was illiterate.
What she sent should be a blessing, not some foul language...
Don't say yet.
This act of asking a question mark is quite intimidating.
Wen Yifan was shocked by him across the screen.
This reaction was like seeing a person who had never interacted with each other since old age.
No matter what the other party said, even if it is a blessing message, you should still throw a question mark to refute it.
Wen Yifan typed hesitantly in the dialogue box: [You know I am]
Before she finished knocking, she noticed from the corner of her eye that someone was passing by with her. Wen Yifan subconsciously looked up and found Sang Yan walking about a meter in front of her and stopping next to a girl.
The girl was thin and had her head lowered quietly. It's like looking at your phone.
Thinking of Sang Yan's conversation with his mother, this should be his sister.
Wen Yifan still has some impression of this little girl. She had met him in high school. His name was Sang Zhi, who was six or seven years younger than Sang Yan. At that time, she was still small, like a porcelain doll, and Wen Yifan had to bend down to talk to her.
Now they are almost as tall as her.
Sang Yan said lazily,"Little brat."
Sang Zhi looked up: "What?"
Sang Yan: "I heard that you have been under a lot of pressure recently?"
Sang Zhi was very perfunctory: "No."
Sang Yan continued to mention: "Because the college entrance examination is coming soon?"
There was only one person between Wen Yifan and them.
At this distance, their words were as clear as if they were playing a TV series in front of them. She didn't want to listen deliberately, but it still kept entering her ears--
"No."
He said slowly,"Your brother, I stopped studying at the beginning and was admitted to Nanwu University. Moreover, although your qualifications are not good, we still have the money to let you repeat your studies."
"You don't study? Do you think I don't remember?" Sang Zhi looked at him and her tone began to get annoyed."Don't worry, you worked hard to get into Nanwu University. I can get into it with my eyes closed."
“……”
"Also," Sang Zhi said after complaining about this,"I heard from my mother today that you quit your job?"
“……”
"That's definitely not true, right?"
Sang Yan tilted his head: "What's your problem?"
Sang Zhi also began to say to herself,"Are you too embarrassed to say that you have been fired?"
Before Sang Yan could speak again, his mobile phone rang. He looked down and suddenly mentioned: "You can't listen to what I say, so let your 'biological brother' comfort you?"
"Wh--" Maybe she saw the caller ID, Sang Zhi instantly went silent. After a few seconds, she whispered,"No."
After that, Sang Yan didn't say much and walked back to the pavilion to answer the phone.
Calm down.
Although Wen Yifan didn't quite understand some of the words, being forced to eavesdrop on people she knew at close range still made her a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, she was wearing a mask on her face, which gave her a sense of security.
Wen Yifan lit up the screen again.
I noticed that the words had not been sent in the input box, but felt that it was inappropriate, so I reached out and deleted them all. She wanted to tactfully confirm whether the other party knew that this was her WeChat account. After thinking about it, she only replied cautiously: [?]
He was probably still on the phone and didn't respond immediately.
Staring for two seconds.
Wen Yifan suddenly realized a problem.
Even if Sang Yan really blocked her.
But her circle of friends.
No, no.
shield.
Sang Yan.
“……”
Thinking about this, Wen Yifan immediately clicked on his circle of friends.
There have been too many things going on these days. The last time I posted on my circle of friends was more than two months ago. It was still in Yihe City at that time, and it seemed to be distributed together with my colleagues when they went to a cleaning bar.
Wen Yifan's gaze froze.
What came into view was a selfie of her colleagues before her.
Other people in the photo showed their teeth, smiled brightly, and posed in various photo poses. Wen Yifan sat in the lower left position, his skin so white that it seemed to be overexposed. He only looked at the camera gently, his lips curved into a shallow arc.
The five senses are extremely clear.
……
The line gradually lined up into the toilet, and several people came out of the cubicle at the same time. It was her turn. Wen Yifan regained his senses, put his phone back in his pocket, and walked inside.
A moment later, Wen Yifan walked out.
The washbasin is shared by men and women. It is two or three meters wide between the men and women's toilets.
Wen Yifan turned on the faucet, and his mind was a little confused.
So before in the bar, he was pretending not to know himself.
The group blessings were also deliberately not to send them to her.
When I saw her news, my first reaction was to refute.
Wen Yifan looked up. Through the mirror in front of her, she could see Sang Yan still standing in his original position. It seemed that he had finished making the call. He put one hand in his pocket and played with his mobile phone with the other hand.
I don't know if I have replied to her.
The next moment, Wen Yifan saw Sang Zhi coming out of the toilet and walking to the sink next to it. But the faucet may be broken and no water will come out even if it is turned on.
Wen Yifan had just run out of it and made room for her: "Use this."
Sang Zhi immediately said: "Thank you."
When her eyes met Wen Yifan, she seemed to be stunned.
Wen Yifan didn't notice it, so he retracted his eyes, took out his phone and walked out. It lit up, and the interface was still parked in the chat window with Sang Yan.
He didn't even give her a single punctuation mark this time.
Wen Yifan understood the reason, fell silent for a while, and couldn't help but type in the dialogue box,"Why don't we delete each other?"
It was quickly deleted.
When he saw the two question marks they had just faced, Wen Yifan paused. He suddenly felt that this chat record was full of gunpowder and had the meaning of "stupid, would you f * cking throw question marks?"
But her intention was not to argue with him.
Wen Yifan didn't want to be unhappy during the festival and thought about how to give in.
She typed a word.
[That]
Staring at the question mark sent by Sang Yan and the word "happiness" she sent, she hesitated and continued to knock.
It's okay to be unhappy.]
“……”
After the transmission was successfully sent, Wen Yifan became closer and closer to Sang Yan's location. As she passed by through the air, she lowered her head uncomfortably and saw from the corner of her eye that he seemed to have clicked on WeChat.
The man's long eyelashes lowered and stared at the content on the screen.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Wen Yifan seemed to hear him scoff lightly.
Her back stiffened.
I continued walking for a long way.
It was not until the distance between them that Wen Yifan's sense of guilt that came from somewhere finally subsided. She looked at the screen again, but there was still no reply as she expected.
She sighed, not having time to think about this matter again.
Feeling that he had been there for a bit long, Wen Yifan didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly returned to the shooting point.
It was not much different from when she left.
The square has been decorated, and colorful light strips are wrapped around the plants and small buildings, giving a festive atmosphere. People came and went around, and there were staff members maintaining order. Everyone looked over and looked happy.
All preliminary preparations are in place and we are only waiting for the arrival of the new year.
- Writer
