Hard to Deceive (Nan Hong) - Chapter 88

The sound was very soft, pressed against his ears, with shallow breathing.

Sang Yan’s expression froze a little, as if he hadn’t heard clearly, his eyelashes moved lightly. He looked directly at her, the clearly contoured Adam’s apple slid slowly, and the emotion on his face was difficult to distinguish: “Huh?”

The two eyes met.

Staring at Sang Yan’s expression, Wen Yifan finally had a sense of participation. Although I didn’t really see what his reaction was, it seemed to be a lot better than his attitude towards Duan Jiaxing. She didn’t repeat it, and sat back contentedly.

But the next moment, Sang Yan grabbed her wrist, raised an eyebrow and said, “Call it again.”

Hearing the sound, Sang Zhi in front turned around and asked: “What?”

Duan Jiaxu took the time to glance in the direction of Sang Zhi.

Seeing that Sang Yan didn’t pay attention to his intention, Sang Zhi had sharp eyes, and suddenly said to Duan Jiaxu: “Duan Jiaxu, my brother is talking to you.”

The implication is.

You, shout again, brother.

“…” Duan Jiaxu looked at Sang Zhi again.

As if resenting Sang Yan’s behavior just now, Sang Zhi was still struggling to find his unhappiness, and pinned this hope on him. Duan Jiaxu felt funny, and complied obediently: “Brother, what’s the matter?”

That charming moment was broken up by these words.

Sang Yan’s eyebrows jumped and he raised his eyelashes stiffly, and in an instant he had the urge to directly pull Wen Yifan out of the car and leave. He leaned back in his chair again, squeezing Wen Yifan’s strength harder: “Nothing.”

His reaction this time was not as big as before, so Sang Zhi couldn’t hold back and looked back.

Sang Yan’s voice was light and fluttering: “I was thinking **** people without paying for my life.”

“…”

Duan Jiaxu parked his car in the parking lot outside the supermarket.

Although he had been in love for a while, Sang Zhi was still not comfortable with dating Duan Jiaxu in front of them. There is always the feeling of being in front of the elders with the object.

After entering the supermarket, she directly took Duan Jiao to another area.

Wen Yifan pushed a shopping cart from the door and was pulled by Sang Yan. She thought about the conversation in the car just now, and she didn’t know what she was thinking about, but she couldn’t help but settle accounts with him: “It feels like you are in front of Duan Jiaxu–“

Sang Yan tilted his head.

Wen Yifan calmly picked up the product next to him slowly, and said, “It’s quite different.”

“…”

“But it’s pretty good,” Wen Yifan was put back by the merchandise again, his lips curled in a shallow arc, and his voice was gentle. “Thanks to him, I can see you in a different way.”

Sang Yan propped his elbows on the shopping cart, his back slightly bent, and looked at her: “What’s the difference?”

Wen Yifan couldn’t tell.

“Warm frost, your behavior is also fresh. With Lao Tzu for so long, every time I get jealous,” Sang Yan stood in place, looking lazy, “It’s all because of a dirty old man.”

“…”

“Didally trouble me?”

When these words fell, Wen Yifan recalled it, as if it was indeed the case. After all, she hadn’t seen any friends of the opposite **** beside him for so long. She didn’t want to admit that she was looking for fault with this behavior, and said seriously: “Then you will call you’brother’ next time for the praise, can you accept it calmly?” Sang Yan: “?”

Wen Yifan added: “Otherwise you two are a bit flirting.”

“Do you know what flirting is called?” Sang Yan leaned forward, raised his hand against her head, and smiled. “Or, are you blaming me for not letting you taste flirting? “

Wen Yifan raised his head.

“That animal is disgusting me by calling me that. You call me, that’s flirting.” Sang Yan rubbed her head vigorously and brought the subject back. “What did you call me in the car?”

Wen Yifan didn’t feel embarrassed to repeat, and changed his words: “Brother.”

“Oh.” Sang Yan also accepted, and said slowly, “Sister likes to be young?”

“…”

Wen Yifan paused when he heard him yelling to himself for the first time. She pressed her lips lightly and walked forward on her own. She did not continue the topic, pretending to be calm and composed.

Sang Yan followed her, lazily, and shouted again: “Sister.”

Wen Yifan turned his head: “Don’t call me that.”

“What?” Sang Yan raised his eyebrows, his voice a little provocative, “I don’t think I’m young enough?”

“…”

the other side.

Sang Zhi wandered around in the supermarket with Duan Jiaxuan, and said depressedly: “My brother is too annoying, he always threatens me with living expenses. I don’t care about the money, but he is too naive. It’s…”

Duan Jiaxu laughed: “I will give you his share from now on.”

Sang Zhi looked at him immediately and grasped the main point: “Why do you want to help him.”

“…”

“Although I just saw you get angry with my brother, I’m quite happy.” Sang Zhi held back for a few seconds, and chose to cross the river to demolish the bridge. “But the more I think about it now, the more I feel wrong. Don’t tease my brother like that. I see. You both feel like a pair.”

“…”

As if feeling ridiculous, Duan Jiaxu was speechless to Zhile: “What?”

Sang Zhi stared at his eyes that seemed to be energizing people at any time, and muttered: “Anyway, you will pay attention later. I will go back to school tomorrow, and I can’t see the situation here. Otherwise, you should talk to me less. Meet me, brother.”

Duan Jiaxu looked at her sideways.

“But I saw you talk to Brother Qian Fei, and Brother Haoan that day.” Sang Zhi felt that the man in front of him seemed to be bewitching people in his words and deeds, and he began to turn over the old accounts unreasonably. “They are also quite ambiguous.”

Duan Jiaxu looked calm and calm, and said slowly: “Don’t worry, brother only likes young people.”

“…”

With that, Duan Jiaxu bent her lips and squeezed her face, with a slight condemnation in his words.

“Little white-eyed wolf.”

Sang Zhi pretended not to hear, and pushed him to move forward, and by the way, he broke the topic away: “My brother said to have a hot pot tonight, then let’s go see the vegetables. By the way, even if you work overtime, remember to eat. Supper. Don’t always eat takeaway. If you don’t want to make it, you can go to my house.”

Duan Jiaxu said with a long tail: “Then you can’t see your brother?”

“…That.” Sang Zhi turned around, inexplicably beginning to feel guilty, “Then you don’t want to talk to him…”

Passing through this row of cargo racks, and then straight ahead, the two walked to the fresh food area.

Sang Zhi saw Sang Yan and Wen Yifan standing there at a glance. She took Duan Jiaxu and subconsciously walked in their direction. Just after walking behind Sang Yan, a familiar voice suddenly stopped her at the other end.

“Sang Zhi.”

She smelled of the reputation, and instantly met the face of her junior and high school classmate Fu Zhengchu.

The other three also took a look.

Fu Zhengchu looked bright and smiled: “It’s a coincidence, I met again.”

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows lightly.

Noting the section of praise behind Sang Zhi and the hands between them, Fu Zhengchu’s expression was slightly stagnant, and he blurted out, “Is this really your brother?”

When Sang Zhi was just in the first year of junior high, because she angered the teacher in class, she secretly asked Duan Jiaxu to help her meet the teacher. Fu Zhengchu was there at the time, and because of this, he always thought Duan Jiaxu was her own brother.

A few days ago, when Sang Zhi came back from the National Day holiday, Duan Jiaxu came to meet her at Nanwu Airport. The two ran into Fu Zhengchu who was picking up at the airport that day.

On that day, noticing the intimate behavior of the two, Fu Zhengchu found it extremely difficult to accept, as if Sanguan had been subverted. Later, she sent WeChat to persuade her tactfully, trying to get her back.

Sang Zhi felt speechless and pointed to Sang Yan, “This is my brother.”

Sang Yan stood in the same place, condescendingly.

“Oh, good brothers and sisters. So Sangzhi, don’t take what I said before, I misunderstood.” Fu Zhengchu scratched his head and explained, “Then I will go first? My uncle and I Come out and buy…”

Before he could finish, someone suddenly threw a few bags of chocolate milk into the shopping cart in front of him.

Make a few clicks.

Following this move, everyone looked over.

The visitor was a tall and thin man, wearing a dark shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His complexion was pale to sickness, his forehead hair slightly covered his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, sharp and cold.

There was no expression on the man’s face, his eyes swept over them, his eyes were so indifferent as to look at a pile of dead objects.

The appearance is excellent, but it is completely different from the temperament of Sang Yan and Duan Jia.

Like a kaolin poppy that no one can pick.

Unconsciously, Wen Yifan and Sang Zhi glanced more.

Fu Zhengchu stared at what he threw in and asked casually: “Uncle, when did you start drinking chocolate milk?”

The man did not answer, and walked to the other side.

At this moment, Sang Yan said loosely, “Fu Shize?”

Fu Shi stopped, turned his head, and looked lightly in Sang Yan’s direction, still not having the slightest intention to speak. Fu Zhengchu, who was next to him, felt cold, and immediately began to ease the atmosphere: “Brother, do you know my uncle?”

Sang Yan raised his chin slightly and said nothing.

Upon seeing this, Fu Zhengchu looked at Fu Shize and motioned to him to say a few words.

Fu Shi looked up and down Sang Yan, his mood remained unchanged. He nodded imperceptibly, retracted his eyes indifferently, and continued to move forward. It seemed that he looked down on his close behavior.

“…”

It was the first time Wen Yifan saw someone give Sang Yan a look.

Feeling strange, she continued to stare in the direction of Fu Shize.

Fu Zhengchu was particularly embarrassed and reluctantly explained, “My uncle’s voice is not feeling well recently, don’t you mind brother.” Then, he said goodbye to the others, and immediately pushed the shopping cart to catch up with Fu Shize.

Sang Zhi pointed out the matter again: “Brother, people don’t seem to recognize you.”

Sang Yan let out an “ah” indifferently.

Wen Yifan kept his eyes on Fu Shize’s back, and asked, “Do you know him?”

“Yeah.” Sang Yan looked at her and explained calmly, “I used to be in the same middle school, one level lower than us.”

Wen Yifan nodded, still not moving his eyes.

The surrounding quieted instantly.

After a while, Wen Yifan suddenly noticed something was wrong and turned to look at Sang Yan.

At the same time, Sang Yan also uttered aloud, and said blankly: “Good-looking?”

“…”

This is obviously a misunderstanding of her behavior.

Wen Yifan was about to explain.

Sang Yan’s eyes were dark, she pinched her chin, and said every word: “Why don’t your eyes grow on him?”

“…”

On the returning car.

A few people chatted and talked, unknowingly they pulled back what was just now. Speaking of this, Sang Zhi felt a little strange, and couldn’t help asking: “Brother, my classmate regards Duan Jiaxuan as my brother, why don’t you feel strange?”

“What’s weird?” Sang Yan said idlely, “I used to think you treated him as your own brother.”

“…”

Anyway, it has been several years. Sang Zhi no longer keeps it. The dead pig is not afraid of boiling water and confessed: “When I was in junior high school, I asked Duan Jiaxu to pretend to be you to help me see the teacher.”

Sang Yan raised his eyelashes: “I know.”

Sang Zhi: “?”

“Your old object went there with my permission. Why, don’t you know?” Sang Yan looked lively, with a owe tone, “Oh, it turned out to be a little secret between you two.”

“…” Sang Zhi’s expression became stiff.

“Okay.” Sang Yan said happily, “I didn’t say it just now.”

Sang Zhi looked at Duan Jiaxu and noticed that he was holding back a smile at this time, and his mood was even more unhappy: “What are you laughing at?”

“I was quite familiar with you when I was thinking about you. At a young age, I threatened me, and if I didn’t agree, I would complain to my aunt, saying that I and your brother were against you–” Duan Jiaxu recalled, his eyebrows stretched, “male male” Mixed doubles?”

“…”

These words reminded Sang Zhi of his previous shame. She felt stunned and didn’t want to talk to these two old people anymore, and turned back to talk to Wen Yifan: “Sister Yifan.”

Wen Yifan was looking at the phone and looked up: “Huh? What’s the matter?”

Sang Yan interrupted their communication: “Don’t know to call sister-in-law?”

Sang Zhicai was too lazy to pay attention to him, and repeated as if against him: “Sister Yifan, do you think my classmate’s uncle is handsome?”

These words made the car quiet for a while.

Duan Jiaxu glanced at her.

Sang Yan also looked at Wen Yifan, his eyes seemed to make her pay attention to answer.

Sang Zhi deliberately said, “I feel like a man who can hang this whole car.”

“Little devil, you feel wrong. It’s better to call Pengci than me.” Sang Yan still focused on Wen Yifan, tapping her fingertips on the back of her hand in an arrogant tone, “Hanging the driver’s seat is more than enough. “

“…” Sang Zhi’s expression was hard to say, and he continued to wait for Wen Yifan’s answer.

I thought that I just provoke Sang Yan in the supermarket, but Fu Shize’s appearance really cannot be said to be uncool. Wen Yifan thought about it seriously, ignoring Sang Zhi’s “hanging fight”, and replied in a satisfactory manner: “He is very handsome.”

But this answer made Sang Yan’s air pressure significantly lower, and the strength of her hand was increased.

The car came to a stop just at the red light.

Sang Zhi in front of him suddenly retracted his gaze, looked in the direction of Duan Jiaxuan, and briefly asked “What are you doing”, then nothing happened. The two looked at each other without making any loud noises.

Wen Yifan didn’t have the energy to pay attention to the front at this moment, staring at Sang Yan’s blunt expression. She thought about how to coax him, sighed, and lowered her voice to offer: “Forget it, my brother is a bit immature.”

“?”

“We still don’t fall in love with sisters and brothers.” Wen Yifan curled his lips, and said, “All right? Brother.”

At this moment, ahead.

Duan Jiaxu, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, turned his head and stared directly at Sang Zhi. His eyes were shining, bright and distinct, and his mouth closed, but there was no sound.

Sang Zhi didn’t understand too much, so he moved his head over: “What?”

Duan Jiaxu lowered his head, pressed his lips to her ears, and said leisurely: “Brother is going to fight for a favor.”

Sang Zhi was at a loss: “Huh?”

Silent for a few seconds.

She heard the man’s voice lower, almost using a breath, and became emotional with her.

“Go back and show you something nice.”

…

Drive the car back to Sang’s house.

Wen Yifan was pulled by Sang Zhi and walked in the direction of the gate first.

After Sang Yan and Duan Jiaxing walked to the trunk, they brought out the big and small bags they had just bought. With bags in both hands, he raised his long legs and kicked the car cover down: “Can you take care of that kid?”

Duan Jiaxu smiled: “What’s wrong?”

“Let her pay attention. When you want to find you uncomfortable, just focus on this.” Sang Yan tilted his head and said straightforwardly, “Don’t take my wife together.”

“You can talk to her directly.” Duan Jiaxu said politely, “I don’t care about her, usually she cares about me.”

“…”

Sang Yan couldn’t bear his virtue of falling in love, and he tskled.

The two walked into the building to wait for the elevator, talking with each other.

Wen Yifan and Sang Zhi have already gone up.

“For you to get married, Su Haoan has called me several times recently.” Duan Jiaxu laughed softly, “Every time I ask when I get married, saying that I will be ahead of me.”

Sang Yan said casually: “Where does he have so much trouble.”

Duan Jiaxu’s eyes were slightly bent, and he respectfully asked the family members of the parties concerned: “When do you think it will be good?”

Sang Yan sneered: “It’s my ass.”

Duan Jiaxu: “Your sister can get married as soon as her sophomore year?”

The elevator happened to reach the first floor with a “ding” sound.

The scene was silent.

Sang Yan looked at him calmly, suddenly turned his neck, and threw the bag on the ground. Then, he raised his hand to clasp Duan Xu’s neck and pressed it down, feeling that he was being refreshed by the brute every day.

“Awesome, even the species has changed when talking about a relationship.”

Because of this strength, Duan Jia Xu leaned forward and coughed uncontrollably. He raised his head with a good temper, his expression calm and calm, as if he didn’t think there was anything wrong with his words: “What do you mean?”

“Can you show me again what you were like when you were a human being?” Sang Yan said, “I can’t remember it at all.”

“Pay attention to yourself.” Sang Yan let go and picked up the things on the ground again. “My family does not accept animal stuff.”

“…”

3.

The night before Wen Yifan’s birthday.

I don’t know where the scissors were received by Sang Yan, Wen Yifan rummaged in the living room for a long time, and suddenly found several Sang Yan’s old mobile phones in one of the cabinets.

One of them is an old button phone.

The edges had been burned, deformed, and looked completely useless. I don’t know what I have left.

This trace reminded Wen Yifan immediately of what Qian Weihua said when he interviewed Sang Pao on the day the house was burned.

――“In addition to the house and furniture, I burned a cell phone, but it’s already out of use.”

If you look at it this way, it looks like this is what burned.

Wen Yifan stared at it for a while.

At this moment, there was a sound of opening and closing the door in the hallway. She turned her head and met Sang Yan who had just entered the door. He changed his shoes and asked, “What are you doing.”

Wen Yifan said, “Look for scissors.”

Sang Yan: “I put it in the kitchen.”

“Okay.” Wen Yifan returned the phone to its original place, stood up and walked to the kitchen. Her thoughts drifted a little, still thinking about the phone. When Yu Guang saw that Sang Yan followed in, she proactively admitted, “I just saw your old phone.”

Sang Yan responded casually: “Well, what do you do with the scissors.”

Wen Yifan: “I want to open a mask, I can’t tear it off.”

He found that the topic had been taken away, and Wen Yifan brought it back: “Is there anything in the phone? Why are you still keeping it? It’s all burned like that.”

Sang Yan said concisely: “Our results.”

This is equivalent to saying.

The text messages from their sophomore year to the end of the college entrance examination were stored in the phone.

Scattered conversations, occasional greetings, and unshakable mutual reports.

If you think about it carefully, Wen Yifan can barely think of what they were talking about every day. Without any ambiguity, the dialogue is normal and contains no other meaning, but it seems to be sweet.

…

Sang Yan: [Your birthday tomorrow, next time I will bring you a present? 】

Wen Yifan: [When is your birthday? 】

Sang Yan: [One day after New Year’s Day. how? ] Wen Yifan: [Return the gift. 】

…

Sang Yan: [I have a bad exam, please comfort me. 】

Wen Yifan: [Can I be late? I did well in the exam, and I want to be happy for a while. 】

…

Wen Yifan: [On my way home today, I saw a boy in a convenience store, who looked like you. I thought it was you here. 】

Sang Yan: [Next Saturday, okay? 】

Wen Yifan: [What? 】

Sang Yan: [Show you the genuine product. 】

Wen Yifan’s memory was interrupted by the movement of Sang Yan turning on the faucet. She recovered and stared at his profile. Recalling that after the reunion, he pretended not to recognize himself, and asked, “Why did you pretend not to recognize me?”

“It’s been a long time,” Sang Yan took a piece of paper and wiped his hands, speaking without proper form, “I’m afraid you will borrow money from me.”

“…”

Seeing her expression, Sang Yan’s expression was not serious. He laughed, and habitually pinched her face: “What look in your eyes, I can’t save myself some face?”

Wen Yifan said softly: “Then you can let Yu Zhuo come and talk to me.”

“I want to save myself some face,” Sang Yan didn’t know whether she had a problem with her thinking or her own logic. “It doesn’t mean I don’t want to talk to you, understand?”

“…” Wen Yifan paused for a few seconds and then smiled inexplicably, “so pretended not to know him and came to talk to me.”

Sang Yan didn’t seem to care about being known about these things by her. He just looked at her and laughed, and then laughed. He straightened up and wanted to pick up the scissors on the side: “Don’t use scissors?”

Before he could pick it up, Wen Yifan had already got into his arms and reached out to hug him.

Sang Yan stopped for a while: “What?”

“Nothing,” Wen Yifan didn’t care if he could understand, and muttered to himself in a low voice, “Hug the genuine product.”

The kitchen was bright and silent.

Hearing this, Sang Yan’s expression was slightly stunned, and then, after not knowing what he thought of, the corners of his lips twitched. For a long time, he lowered his head and kissed her head, calling her: “Wen Shuang Jiang.”

Wen Yifan raised his head and met his eyes.

“Ok?”

The man’s broken hair fell on his forehead, smashing a fine silhouette on his face. He is tall and generous, holding her back, with a strong sense of security. He rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose, and said naturally, “Get the certificate tomorrow.”

“…”

The words came out suddenly.

It’s like a temporary intention after the atmosphere has arrived, and it’s like a word spoken after careful consideration.

But no matter what kind of emotion.

Yes, telling her.

He has given her a lifetime.

Wen Yifan was a little hot inexplicably, blinked his eyes vigorously, half-joking: “Don’t you pick an auspicious day?”

Sang Yan raised his hand and stroked the corner of her eye.

“Tomorrow is.”

“Tomorrow?” Wen Yifan thought, “Tomorrow seems to be my birthday.”

“Ok.”

In an instant, Wen Yifan understood the meaning of his words.

The day you were born.

For me, it’s the best of the year, auspicious days.