Wen Yifan immediately took a step back and put his mobile phone back in his pocket. She didn’t answer the question, looked down and saw Sang Yan’s empty hands, “Aren’t you going to buy something?” Sang Yan stood up straight and muttered, “Let’s go.” “……” Wen Yifan asked, “Haven’t bought it yet?” “Hmm?” Sang Yan turned his head and he …

She felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. She didn’t know why he looked at her while saying that. Wen Yifan looked away and went in while saying politely, “Then your friend is quite charming.” She sighed secretly after answering him. She’s indeed Sang Yan’s friend, they even speak the same way. Sang Yan was still staring intensely at …

The rest of what she said was like a stuck cassette, the room instantly became silent. Sang Yan’s eyelashes fluttered. He could see Wen Yifan’s slightly messy hair and droopy eyes from his point of view. His adam’s apple moved up and down before saying in a hoarse voice, “What are you doing?”. Wen Yifan didn’t answer. Sang Yan’s hair …

The atmosphere became awkward. The thick broth in the pot was boiling and making bubbling sounds in the quiet space. The steam from the pot in front of her eyes was like a filter blurring Sang Yan’s eyes. “I didn’t want to choose this major at first.” Wen Yifan looked down and casually said an excuse, “I wasn’t admitted into …

She remembered it was a weekend during the semester of sophomore year. Wen Yifan forgot what she was going out for that day, but she remembered that she was out shopping for something. A child ran in front of her out of the blue and said she wanted to treat her to ice cream.  After a while. The child seemed …

The structure of the kitchen was squarish and spacious. The L-shaped dark-coloured kitchen counter had a refrigerator beside it, and a beige cabinet lodged on the top. The space looked more cramped than before because of the newly added electrical appliances. Wen Yifan went next to him and looked at the noodles that had started cooking in the pot. She …

Wen Yifan went to work as usual for the next three days. Sang Yan seemed to be busy on something, he never came back after the gathering. But he abided by the rules set by them earlier. Wen Yifan would receive his WeChat message on time every night at 10 o’clock. As time went by. The number of words that …

The bell rang just when Sang Yan finished speaking. It was liberating, and the spectacles boy breathed a sigh of relief as immediately apologized. Sang Yan didn’t care to bother him anymore, he glanced at the boy and returned to his seat. The people that were gathered gradually dispersed. It was a rare occasion where the classroom was kept quiet …

Wen Yifan’s breathing stopped for a while and she looked up at Sang Yan. “Yihe?” Su Haoan was puzzled, he felt something was wrong, “Didn’t you go on a business trip by plane last time? Or did I remember wrongly? But what were you doing in Yihe when you had nothing to do? When did you go? Why didn’t I …

At the same time, Su Haoan had opened the door of the back seat. He caught a glimpse of Wen Yifan and Sang Yan, who were still standing and urged, “Why are both of you still standing there? Carry on with your talk inside the car.” Wen Yifan looked away, “Okay, coming.” Xiang Lang’s car only had five passenger seats, …