First Frost ( Requested )

I always feel that the atmosphere is a little weird.

I don't know why he looked at himself and said this. Wen Yifan retracted his gaze, raised his foot and walked in, and said politely: "Then your friend is quite charming."

After speaking, she sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, it was Sang Yan's friend, even speaking in the same way.

Sang Yan's eyes were still on her, meaningfully.

Then he cut off the phone.

Wen Yifan sat beside the coffee table as usual, and boiled the pot of water on his own.

While waiting for the water to boil, Yu Guang saw that Sang Yan also sat in his usual seat. At this moment, Wen Yifan was fine, and remembered his phone call just now, and casually said: "But, did that girl confess to your friend?"

Sang Yan raised his eyes: "What?"

"It's just that the logic is a little unreasonable." Wen Yifan thought, "If this girl likes your friend so much, then the reason she hugs your friend is actually very clear. Your friend shouldn't need to discuss this with you. child."

"Oh, so yes," Sang Yan spit out a word leisurely, "Looks faint."

"..."

Although she was not the person who evaluated this, Wen Yifan always had a strange feeling. She was silent for a while, and calmly continued: "But I just heard what you said to your friend, this girl seems to have not expressed her heart clearly."

Sang Yan leaned back in his chair, his expression condescending.

"So, is it possible that it is your friend," Wen Yifan paused, swallowing the sharp words "self-love", and changed a milder way of saying, "I understand it wrong?"

"..."

It just so happened that the water boiled.

Sang Yan watched coldly as Wen Yifan poured boiling water into the cup and added some cold water. She picked up the cup and held her hand, took a sip before she noticed his eyes.

Wen Yifan had a meal: "Do you want to drink water?"

Sang Yan glanced at her, his tone sounding unpleasant: "Drink yourself."

Wen Yifan nodded, not knowing where his emotion came from. She continued to drink a small cup, poured some boiling water into it, and then got up: "Then I will go to rest first."

Sang Yan hummed perfunctorily and picked up the remote control to turn on the TV.

Wen Yifan took the water glass and returned to the room.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Sang Yan half lay down on the sofa. With his elbow resting on the armrest, his face is supported with one hand, his eyelids are slightly drooped, and he is adjusting the stage lazily.

Changed to a certain channel and is broadcasting a variety show.

The male star inside said: "I have a friend-"

Interrupted by another person: "How come you still have no friends."

Sang Yan watched without emotion, and immediately pressed the channel change button.

This time it was a channel that was broadcasting a movie, and it was a funny movie. In the old filter, the middle-aged man said carelessly: "Let's be less affectionate!"

Change again.

Cut to the latest hot idol drama, the actress on the screen was red-eyed and weeping bitterly: "Have you never loved me... Are you always playing with me..."