First Frost ( Requested )

Chapter 66

He did not continue this topic, took the car key out of his pocket, and said lightly: "I put the car key here. You drive to get off work by yourself these days. Remember to lock the door before going to bed."

"..."

Sang Yan lowered her eyes and slowly pulled her trouser legs back to their original places, and then hugged her from the shoe cabinet. Everything returned, as if nothing had happened.

The quarrel between the two just now seemed to be just an illusion.

"I'm leaving," Sang Yan didn't look at her again and opened the door of the hallway. "You go and rest."

...

Staring at the closed door, Wen Yifan unconsciously wanted to follow. But also because of Sang Yan's tone and demeanor when he spoke at the end, he seemed to have some hands. She stopped slowly, not daring to move forward.

Wen Yifan felt familiar with that appearance.

As if before the two reunited, she saw him for the last time.

Wen Yifan didn't know if she did something wrong.

Did she make the same mistake again?

She just wants to be nice to him, she just wants the unbearable ones in her life to stay away from him, she just wants him to feel that being with her is an easy and common thing, she just wants him to be with her all the time together.

But she still didn't seem to be doing it well.

She seemed to hurt Sang Yan again.

Wen Yifan stood there blankly, and suddenly turned to look at the wall clock on the wall.

It's almost half past seven.

Fearing that he could not stop the car, Wen Yifan withdrew his thoughts, took the car key again, opened the door and walked out. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Sang Yan: [I'll take you there, it's not easy to stop the car. 】

Wen Yifan hesitated again and typed "Will we talk about it when you come back."

Sang Yan just replied: [No need]

Sang Yan: [Get in the car]

Her fingertips stopped instantly, and her footsteps stopped. After a long while, Wen Yifan deleted the words in the input box and typed again: [Then be careful on your way. 】

Wen Yifan lowered his eyes: [Tell me when you arrive. 】

At this time from the city to the airport, Wen Yifan didn't know if he could catch the plane. She had no intention of doing other things, thinking about the time and asked: [Have you arrived at the airport? 】

Sang Yan almost answered all questions.

It's just that the number of words in each answer is very small, as if I don't have much patience to type. Not much different from usual. But in the past, he started to speak directly after typing a few words.

The words do not show people's emotions.

It seems to be able to pull the distance between the two people invisible.

Because of his indifference, Wen Yifan didn't dare to ask too often, and didn't feel relieved until he confirmed that he was boarding. She went back to the room a little tired and lay down on the bed, not wanting to move at all.

But thinking of the wound on his leg, Wen Yifan got up to take a bath. She avoided the wound on her leg, simply washed her lower body, then sat on the bed and started applying the medicine.