First Frost ( Requested )

Back home, Wen Yifan took a box and packed up the handmade candy. The topic of moving was just changed by Sang Yan's words. She wanted to mention it again, but she thought that there were still months left, and she was not too anxious.

Wen Yifan, as usual, cleaned Sang Yan before returning to the room.

He didn't seem to tell his family about Sang Yan's injury. These days, Wen Yifan heard him make several phone calls with his home, the general purpose is to let him go home for a meal.

But Sang Yan always shirks because of the injury on his hand, so that his parents seem to have great opinions on him now.

Sang Yan didn't care about it.

It seems to be used to this kind of treatment a long time ago.

Wen Yifan guessed that he probably wanted to wait until the weather turned cold after a while and he could wear a jacket to cover the wound before going back. She sat on the bed and flipped her phone at random.

When he noticed Zhao Yuandong's news, Wen Yifan remembered what Zheng Kejia had told Sang Yan today.

She clicked in.

Only glanced at the latest news.

[A Jiang, can mom see you? 】

Wen Yifan stared at her for a long time, clicked on her profile picture, and stayed at the delete button for a few seconds. Finally, she sighed lightly, but didn't press it down, and backed out again.

Her mind was empty, thinking about a bunch of miscellaneous things, and soon returned to tonight.

The last words Sang Yan said before entering the elevator.

――"I volunteered."

Wen Yifan blinked lightly, and that little bit of bad mood was instantly replaced by this man. The corners of her lips curled up, she pulled over the pillow and hugged her in her arms, and rolled on the bed.

The next day, Wen Yifan accompanied Sang Yan to the hospital for dressing changes. He has recovered well from his injuries, his wounds are neatly aligned, and there is no redness or swelling. The doctor asked him to come back in another week to see the situation before deciding whether to remove the stitches.

Wen Yifan estimated the time, which happened to be her birthday.

It's still Saturday, but this time Wen Yifan doesn't have a holiday, so he has to go to work. However, the reporter's working hours are very flexible. She woke up early that day and accompany Sang Yan to the hospital to remove the wire, and then returned to work in peace.

In the afternoon, Wen Yifan made an appointment with a witness.

The location was about a coffee shop near the witness's home.

After the interview, Wen Yifan thanked the other party. After she left, she looked at the computer, stroked her thoughts, and started writing. Just when the phone rang, she picked it up at will and lit it up.

It's from Sang Yan.

Sang Yan: [Where]

Wen Yifan sent him a location directly.

Sang Yan: [Get off work? 】

Wen Yifan: [Well, I will go home after I finish writing the manuscript. 】

Sang Yan: [I will come to pick you up. 】

Wen Yifan replied and continued to write. After typing the last word, she checked it and mailed the manuscript to the editor. She breathed a sigh of relief, packed her things and went out.