Chapter 40: secretly

"..."
Sang Zhi wanted to stop playing mobile phone. She lifted her eyes and looked at him, her head became blank for a moment, and she had a sense of hallucination before she had awakened.
The car was quiet, with soothing music echoing.
After a long while, Sangzhi returned to God and responded slowly: "Ah?"
Duan Jiaxu also looked at the front side, the outline of his side face was clear, and the throat knot was pulled out of the beautiful lines. Hearing her voice, the corner of his mouth could not help raising it a bit, and his voice was careless: "What?"
Sang Zhi whispered, "What did you just say?"
Duan Jiaxu didn't seem to understand: "Huh?"
Mulberry: "Ah?"
"Ah, what?" Duan Xia's face remained unchanged, and Sven looked calm and smiled several times. "Did I speak?"
"..." Sang Zhi paused, hesitating, "Didn't he?"
Duan Jiaxu was still laughing and didn't speak.
Sang Zhi's eyes looked a little weird, and he slowly retracted his eyes and tilted his head in confusion. She lowered her head, flipped the thermos cup out of her bag, and drank several sips.
Noting her movements, Duan Jiaxu glanced at her: "What are you doing?"
Mulberry frowned, continuing to sip water: "hang up."
"..."
Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows were raised slightly, his expression was not half distracted, and he said gently, "Well, drink more."
Yesterday's staying power was indeed a bit big, Sangzhi was a little sick at this moment, and his head was sinking. She has no appetite to eat, she just wants some fruit or a bowl of hot soup.
Duan Jiaxu considered it and found a Cantonese restaurant nearby.
When passing by a fruit store, Duan Xia went in and bought two boxes of strawberries. During the childish ordering, he got up in the bathroom and washed both boxes of strawberries.
Sang Zhi glanced for a long time, and finally ordered only a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
After seeing Duan Xuan's return, Sang Zhi pushed the menu in front of him: "I'll order it. Brother, let's see what you want to eat."
Duan Xia put the strawberry aside, wiped his hands with a tissue, and took the menu. He glanced casually and asked, "Is it enough to drink a bowl of porridge?"
"I don't want to eat these." Sang Zhi pointed, "I want to eat strawberries."
"Eat something and eat your stomach." Duan Jiaxu picked up the pen and added a few snacks according to the childish taste. "Drink some tea first, I have something to ask you later."
"..."
His tone was the same as the one after the fall.
Sang Zhi immediately remembered going to the bar yesterday, and subconsciously explained: "Yesterday the bar was near our school. The audience is basically students, and our school students often go."
Duan Jiaxu handed the menu to the waiter, raised her eyelids, and gave her a slight glance.
"Then I ordered that wine casually," Sanzi said honestly. "I haven't tried it, I don't know how high the degree is. I don't think my alcohol is bad, I don't want to waste it when I order it ..."
"Who did you go with?"
"Housemate."
"Really." Duan Jiaxu supported her face with one hand, her eyes drooped, and stared straight at her. "How can I hear the voice of a boy?"
Sang Zhi thought back: "That's my roommate's friend."
"Is the sound a little familiar?" As if remembering something, Duan Jiaxu suddenly uttered a sentence in a leisurely tone, "Sanzi, are you free?-"
"..." Sang Zhi froze. "What."
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes, "Is this this person?"
Sangzhi still didn't respond: "What this man--"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the voice of Jiang Ming that he heard on the first night of Duan Jiaxu's hospitalization. At that time, what Jiang Ming said was like this sentence.
"..."
Why didn't this old man go to police.
It's all audible.
He knew everything about him, and Sang Zhi was a little bit aggrieved: "What's wrong? I know a few friends, but I'm not a bad person. I didn't do anything bad."
"Is the boy's nickname male fox fox?" Duan Jiaxuan didn't hear it. He picked up the teapot and filled the tea in her cup. "Or the central air conditioner?"
"..."
Speaking of this, Sang Zhi was guilty at once, and her momentum was almost gone. She didn't dare to look at him, pretending to drink water, vaguely: "No."
Duan Jiaxu bent his lips and smiled, "What about your brother?"
Beginning to talk.
This man is still gossip as always.
Sang Zhi said decisively: "No."
Quiet for a while.
Sang Zhi glanced at him quietly and found that he didn't look at himself, just stared at the table, as if he was thinking of something. Just when Sang Zhi thought he gave up gossip and was ready to talk about another topic.
Duan Jiaxu suddenly repeated it again, thoughtfully: "Male, fox, raccoon, fine."
"..."
Duan Jiaxu asked, "Does he look like a little girl?"
Sang Zhi didn't want to ignore him anymore. But when she heard this, she couldn't help looking at it, set her eyes on his face for two seconds, and refuted him: "No, it's a ...
Speaking of this, she paused, thinking hard about the adjective, and thought for a long time: "very man-like fox."
"..."
Duan Jiaxu was almost choked, and his voice brought a few absurdities: "What?"
The person she described was sitting in front of her, but the person was unaware of it and seemed to think that the image she described was incredible and impossible to exist at all.
Sang Zhi felt that feeling was a little subtle, and muttered, "I didn't describe the fault anyway, it was like this."
It just happened that the porridge that Sang Zhi had ordered came up.
She didn't want to continue this topic, for fear of being asked too much, what was really revealed. Sang Zhi filled half a bowl of porridge with a spoon and asked casually, "Brother, would you like to drink porridge?"
Duan Jiaxu moved the bowl closer for her: "You drink it."
Sangzhi nodded, pretending to be serious about eating, and stopped talking.
As if it was endless, soon, Sang Zhi heard Duan Xu again and began to ask: "Little Sang Zhi likes muscular men?"
"..." Sangzhi didn't want to answer, said displeasedly, "Can you stop gossiping?"
"Why gossip?" Duan Jiaxu laughed. "Brother, I haven't seen anyone like this, I want to satisfy my curiosity."
Sang Zhi forcibly took the phrase "you can find a mirror to take a picture" and murmured, "This is gossip, you are the most gossip man I have ever met."
"..." Duan Jiaxu raised an eyebrow. "Most?"
Sangzhi's eyelids didn't blink, "Yes."
Duan Jiaxu: "Is it so serious?"
"Ok."
"Let's do it." Duan Xiaoxuan's fingertips tapped on the table. "Listening to you, my brother is a little sad."
Sang Zhi looked at it, her lips moved, and she wanted to say something.
At the next moment, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes, his tone was not very concerned, and he smiled slightly: "But my brother is really gossip."
"..."
"So Xiao Sangzhi told my brother?"
"..."
Always knew that this man was skinless and faceless, and Sangzhi ignored him. For the questions he raised, she also chose only a few answers, and the rest were treated as unheard.
After eating, the two sat for a while. It was almost time before they started to go to the airport.
Sang Zhi sat in the front passenger seat and took out the remaining box of strawberries and held them. Just after eating something hot, she was quite comfortable and her head was not as heavy as before.
Duan Jiaxu: "It takes an hour to drive, do you want to sleep?"
"I don't want to sleep." Sangzhi shook her head. "Get on the plane and sleep again."
She lowered her head and tore off the leaves of the strawberries. It happened to be a red light, Sang Zhi asked casually: "Brother, do you eat strawberries?"
Duan Jiaxu turned her head and stared at the strawberry in her hand for two seconds. The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and he murmured softly, then moved his head over. Without moving his hand, his mouth widened.
Obvious hint.
Sang Zhi stunned: "You want me to feed you?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Yes."
"Why let me feed you?" Sanzhi was a bit frizzy, and immediately passed the box, "I've ripped the leaves off for you, and you eat it yourself."
"Don't you touch the steering wheel," Duan Jiaxu said, "I don't have clean hands."
"..."
Deadlocked for several seconds.
Sang Zhi took a deep breath, and thought that he had fed Sang Yan to eat sugar before, and there was nothing wrong with it. She didn't want to show too much response, and unwillingly took a strawberry and handed it to his lips.
Duan Xia came over again and bit the strawberry into his mouth.
Her fingertip accidentally touched his lower lip.
Like something inadvertently touched by a hot hand, the childlike condition retreats his hand. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, and she felt that the place where he met him also began to become hot.
Sangzhi uncomfortably rubbed his fingers with his clothes.
Duan Jiaxu also noticed. He bit through the strawberry, and the sweet and sour taste instantly penetrated the entire lips. He licked his lips lightly, and his lips were stained red with juice, making the face even more wicked, and suddenly called her: "Little Sang."
Sang Zhi reluctantly said, "Why."
"Be careful." Duan Xiaoxun's smile was a little sloppy, and his mood seemed extremely good. His tone was slightly raised. "Don't take advantage of your brother."
"..."
Sang Zhi almost did not mention it.
he! in the end! Can't you!
Yes! point! face!
After sending Sang Zhi to the security checkpoint, Duan Xia went out of the airport and returned to the car. He glanced at his phone and saw a missed call from Qian Fei. He called back directly.
Qian Fei second answered: "Old Xu."
Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"
Qian Fei Shen pained: "I won't find you as a best man when I get married."
"How?" Duan Jiaxu laughed. "Do you have any opinions on me?"
"Both you and Sang Yan." Qian Fei said, "You two stand next to me, just like the one who robbed my wife."
"What did you say?" Duan Jiaxu said, "You just have to do this?"
"Wait a while, and then," Qian Fei grinned. "Let's talk about the little girl you said before. I have seen you in estrus for the first time."
Duan Jiaxuan: "Hang up."
"Wait a while!" Qian Fei's tone brought a bit of condemnation, "Well, haven't you seen me for a long time and you haven't regarded me as a brother! Otherwise you wouldn't tell me your story!"
"Just for this," Duan praised Qi Le, "how many calls did you make to me during this time."
"Don't you keep saying this? I'm not curious!" Qian Fei said, "Don't harass me with guilt, make the girl look like a minor."
Duan Jiaxu touched his eyebrows, "Where'd you talk so much?"
Qian Fei: "How did you meet? Your company?"
"No."
"Then I haven't seen you mention where you usually go to play." Qian Fei said, "Seriously, have you started chasing it? You won't have the courage to chase it because you are young?"
Duan Jiaxu was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Come on slowly."
That girl still treats her as a brother.
All of a sudden, it doesn't seem to work.
Thinking of what he did today, he cleared his throat: "I haven't really done anything like this, but I don't know why it's a bit--"
"..."
"Handy."
Upon hearing the desired answer, Qian Fei was shocked: "Don't you tell me that it wasn't the case two days ago? You said that the girl is young, don't mention it again, what is going on today? "
"..."
"Is guilt gone?"
"How old are I?" Duan Jiaxu chuckled. "Why do I want that thing?"
"..." Qian Fei shouted, holding his throat, "bird! Beast!"
Quiet for a few more seconds.
Duan Jiaxu turned his head and looked at the position of the first officer.
He suddenly remembered that the morning when she woke up in the hospital, the little girl curled up and fell asleep on the chair;
I remembered that when he was splashed in public, the first reaction was to look after him;
I remembered that she had no idea how to calculate the month when she was drunk, but still remembered what his precautions looked like;
I remembered that she was sitting in the front passenger seat, her cheeks were like puffer fish, and she was eating strawberries.
Thinking of the two little pear vortices on her lips when she laughed,
And how she cried for others.
Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and said with a smile, "This feels pretty good."
Qian Fei: "What?"
"I'm almost thirty. I haven't done much what I want to do, so I want to try it." Duan Jiaxu whispered, "But if she scares her, it's fine."
"..."
"But I feel," Duan Jiaxu pursed his lower lip with his fingertips, remembering the childish reaction just now, and smirked, "I'm doing well?"