Fate makes us fall in love

Chapter 7 (First Part)

After the live broadcast, Zhen Yu interviewed several nearby citizens who came to watch the fireworks show.

After that, the group packed up their belongings and headed back.

Thinking of what had just happened, Wen Yifan always felt uneasy, so he called out to Fu Zhuang, who was sitting in the back seat of the car: "Da Zhuang."

Fu Zhuang responded: "Eh."

Wen Yifan has not taken off his mask yet: "If you see me on the road. I'm wearing a mask like this, and I'm wearing clothes that you've never seen before."

She paused and asked seriously: "Can you recognize it?"

"Just wear a mask," Fu Zhuang thought for a moment and asked very seriously,"Don't you cover it anywhere else? For example, wear sunglasses or a hat or something."

"It's like this now."

Fu Zhuang said matter-of-factly: "Of course you can!"

“……”

"Sister Yifan. To be honest, I have never met anyone who is more beautiful than you." Fu Zhuang scratched his head sheepishly."It's my first day at work. When I saw you, I thought you were some big star in the wrong place."

Zhen Yu, the co-driver, said with a smile: "Xiao Fan is indeed good-looking."

This time, it is indeed true,"Qian Weihua, who was much kinder than usual in his spare time, joked," Xiaofan, do you have a boyfriend? The teacher will introduce my son to you one day."

Zhen Yu scolded and scolded: "Come on, your son hasn't graduated from primary school yet, right?"

Fu Zhuang grinned cheekily: "Then do you want to consider me?"

Not annoyed by their ridicule, Wen Yifan continued with a smile: "Wait until your New Year's wish comes true."

Fu Zhuang shouted: "Sister Yifan, why are you doing this?"

After dropping this sentence, Fu Zhuang came over again and whispered,"However."

Wen Yifan: "Hmm?"

"Sister, because you gave me a warm baby today, I'm so touched." Fu Zhuang's eyes were big, and his expression seemed to be asking for praise."So when I made a wish, I also made one for you."

"What did you promise?"

"I hope you can find a boyfriend who is super nice to you as soon as possible." Fu Zhuang clenched his fists."His conditions are super good in all aspects. He is still as handsome as the man we saw today!"

“……”

-

When Wen Yifan arrived home, it was already nearly two o'clock in the morning.

Staying up late was a common occurrence for her, but she didn't feel sleepy at the moment. She was just so tired that she didn't want to move. She put on her slippers, sat directly on the carpet by the bed, and lazily flipped through her phone.

Because of the previous mass messages, there were many missed calls and unread messages.

Following the replies one by one, Wen Yifan continued to stroke.

Sang Yan still didn't make any movement until he flipped to the bottom of the message column.

She poked it in.

Seeing the sentence "It's okay to be unhappy", Wen Yifan's scalp tightened.

“……”

I didn't think much about it at that time, just wanted to make a joke to ease the atmosphere, so I didn't feel anything wrong.

But now I look at it, it's different.

Like a provocation.

The other party obviously didn't want to talk to her, so Wen Yifan didn't speak again to ask for trouble. She began to wander absently, and somehow thought of Sang Yan's conversation with his sister Sang Zhi today.

Then, I thought back to my freshman year.

At that time, both of them had poor grades, and they were even in the middle and lower reaches of the class at the bottom of the grade.

Wen Yifan, who was admitted to Nanwu No. 1 Middle School as a dance specialty student, naturally did not perform well in cultural courses. Sang Yan, on the other hand, was extremely partial and didn't study other subjects at all except mathematics, physics, chemistry, and every time his report card was as ugly as being eaten by a dog.

There are almost full marks in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and most of the others are in 30 to 40.

Every time after the test results came out, Sang Yan would take her science test paper to read it, raising her eyebrows and smiling while reading it.

More times, no matter how good Wen Yifan was, he couldn't help but say: "Sang Yan, look, my test paper is useless. You have to find problems in the questions you did wrong."

"Hmm? What kind of misunderstanding do you have about me?" Sang Yan looked up at her, turned his fingertips on a red cross on her test paper, and said casually and in a daze,"There is no such thing on my paper sheet."...

Wen Yifan retracted his thoughts and took a change of clothes to take a shower.

She could actually understand Sang Yan pretending not to know her.

Probably the moment I saw her, I remembered the stupid things I had done for unworthy people when I was young and frivolous, and the only dark history in my life. Therefore, he didn't want to have any interactions with her anymore.

Pretending not to know is the best choice.

Thinking of this.

Wen Yifan combed through what he saw from Sang Yan's perspective.

The man whom he had long forgotten and once liked suddenly came to his bar and suggested that he wanted to prostitute him;

Deliberately dropped the bracelet in exchange for a second meeting;

Deliberately send blessing messages to get close;

In the end, she pretended to be hit by someone and made physical contact with him.

“……”

I wonder how much he will have to brainstorm this time.

-

The new year still goes by as usual.

On New Year's Day, Zhong Siqiao pushed the WeChat account of her classmate, who worked as a real estate agent, to Wen Yifan.

But according to Wen Yifan's psychological price, several houses that this person offered her were group rentals like before, or one-bedroom rooms in the suburbs.

In the end, Zhong Siqiao gave her a suggestion.

So she can find someone to share the apartment.

Because it would be much cheaper to share a two-bedroom or three-bedroom apartment.

Wen Yifan took this suggestion, but he didn't know where to find a roommate. The neighbor next door gave her too much a shadow, and she didn't dare to find strangers to be roommates.

I just want to find a gay friend I know.

On Thursday afternoon, Wen Yifan came out of the editing room and went to the toilet.

After leaving the cubicle, I happened to bump into Wang Linlin from the same team.

Wang Linlin has been in the "Communication" column team for three years. She is a few years older than her. She looks and has a sweet voice. On New Year's Day, she took turns off, and she often came late and left early. Wen Yifan still felt like he hadn't seen her for a long time.

Wen Yifan took the initiative to say hello to her.

Wang Linlin looked at her in the mirror and said,"Hey, Xiao Fan, what color number of your lipstick? It's quite good-looking."

Wen Yifan subconsciously said: "I didn't apply it today, but the color number I usually use is--"

"Aiya!" Before she could finish, Wang Linlin interrupted her and said coquettishly,"What is it that I haven't applied? They're all women. Can we be more realistic? If you want to ask me about the brand of cosmetics, I can also tell you."

After saying that, without waiting for her to respond, Wang Linlin walked out of the toilet in high heels.

Wen Yifan stood where he was in a daze, looked at the mirror, and then rubbed his lips with the back of his hand hesitantly.

“……”

It's really not applied.

Back to the office.