客厅里安静得有点过分，只有电视节目还在吱呀作响，但苏晚晚一个字都听不进去。手机扔在沙发另一头，屏幕亮得刺眼，她却觉得这玩意儿碍眼，随手想挪挪。

手刚碰到冰凉的手机壳，旁边一道低沉的男声开口了，毫无预兆。

“扔那么远。”

苏晚晚动作猛地一顿，手僵在半空中。-turned-off eyes carefully glanced over, only to see the figure standing at the door in the living room. Lin Wei's clothes were neatly arranged, his handsome face was obscured by the backlight, but the man who had always been accustomed to calmness was full of dissatisfaction.

She lowered her head, realizing that her voice had been a little noisy just now. Since the incident yesterday, the distance between them became more and more obvious. Like two people living in the same house, but also like strangers.

"But this phone..." Su Wanwan lowered her voice, not daring to say much more.

"Give it to me." Lin Wei's voice was flat, like an order, without any discussion.

Su Wanwan hesitated for a second, then got up, walking over to the sofa and picking up the phone. She handed it to him, but deliberately didn't look at the man's face.