Chapter 8: secretly

There is a whistle of wind in your ears.
The lingering scent of lime was mixed with a hint of tobacco. The sun fell on him, smudged with golden outlines, adding a touch of softness.
I haven't seen it for two months, Duan Xiaox's hair has been cut short. I wonder if it is a childish illusion, he seems to have grown up again. But the rest did not seem to have changed much.
Still so indulgent and dazzling.
The childlike heart was pounding.
Even because of this, there was a sense of guilty conscience. As if she had done something wrong, she was so anxious that she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet, and her spine was involuntarily straight.
Half a while later, she shoved her doll into his hand and whispered, "I don't know it's yours."
Sang Zhi lowered her head and took a step forward a bit.
Without hearing his response, she pointed to the book in the trunk of the car and explained seriously: "I'm here to help my brother move the dormitory. When I see something in the car, I want to help him move it together."
Waiting a few seconds, he still didn't speak.
Sangzhi hesitated and added: "If I know that the doll is yours, I won't take it for you."
"..." Duan Xuxu's eyebrows moved, he straightened up and repeated it questioningly, "If you know it's mine, won't you take it?"
Sang Zhi nodded immediately: "Absolutely not."
"Absolutely not?" Duan Xie's voice was lazy, with a slight accusation. "Child, do you have a conscience?"
"..."
Take it and say she's a thief, don't take it and say she has no conscience.
This man is fierce than heaven.
Duan Jiaxu also said, "I don't remember your brother's help?"
As soon as this remark ended, the dissatisfaction in Sang Zhi's heart suddenly disappeared, and he cried, "Remember."
"Isn't that nice to my brother?"
Sang Zhi glanced at him and said nothing.
Duan Jiaxu laughed softly, and did not tease her any more, and handed her the puppet: "Just play if you like."
Sang Zhi's right hand moved. Suddenly, she remembered the phrase "Follow me" in his mouth just now, and she took it back without a guts.
"Don't?" Duan Xux retracted his hand. "So I threw it?"
Sang Chi paused before taking over.
Duan Jiaxu thought it was funny: "If you want to take it, why is your child so awkward."
Hearing that, Sangzhi was dissatisfied: "You just said I was a thief."
"Brother joked with you." Duan Jiaxu moved the stack of books out of the car, freeing up the other hand to close the trunk, "Go, go upstairs."
Sangzhi followed him without speaking.
Duan Jiaxu glanced at the phone and then asked, "Unhappy?"
Sang Zhi remained silent.
Duan Jiaxu: "Send you a baby to compensate you, okay?"
Sang Zhi bluntly said, "This doll is ugly."
"Is it ugly?" Duan Xiaoxu raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways. "OK."
"Why did you buy this."
"I didn't buy it." Duan Jiaxu thought for a while, and said indifferently.
Sangzhi suddenly understood something, and asked, "Brother, did this come to you?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Huh? It seems like it."
Sang Zhi is not interested: "I'll give it back to you."
"Don't like it?" Duan Jiaxu stretched out her hand. "Come over, brother."
Sang Zhi returned in silence.
Duan Jiaxu asked: "Is the schoolbag heavy?"
Sangzhi: "It's fine."
Duan Jiaxu asked: "I want to climb the fifth floor in a while. Can I climb?"
"Of course I can. I'm thirteen years old, not three years old." Sang Zhi frowned, unhappy that he took care of her like a baby. "And if I can't climb, can you possibly carry me up?"
Duan Jiaxu glanced up and down and twitched her lips: "It's not impossible."
Mulberry: "You want to be beautiful."
Duan Jia Xu paused, and suddenly laughed out: "I want to be beautiful?"
Sang Zhi pursed her lips: "It was."
"Okay," Duan acknowledged compromisingly. "I want to be beautiful."
The puppet was placed on the book by him. It was not small in size and slightly distorted in shape. Sang Zhi looked a few more times, and soon lowered her eyelids to retract her gaze.
The width of the stairs is not small, but there are many people going up and down.
Afraid that she would be squeezed in, Duan Xu walked ahead and asked her to follow her.
The two walked quietly to the fifth floor.
Sang Zhi's physical strength was not good, and she was panting, her face was a little red, and her forehead was sweating. Climbing up the last step, she leaned against the wall, crouched on the ground, and said, "No, I have to rest for a while."
Duan Jiaxu looked at her for two seconds: "Okay, I will pick you up in an hour."
"..."
Sang Zhi immediately grabbed his right leg and relied: "I'll take a rest, which takes an hour."
Duan Jiaxu teased, "Child, your physical strength is too poor."
Sang Zhi countered: "It is obviously stingy in your school that you don't even build an elevator."
"It's only the sixth floor. What kind of elevator is built?"
Sang Zhi muttered, "You're too unlucky, you only live on the fifth floor on the sixth floor."
"Okay, I'm up." Duan Jiaxu looked at the phone again and said, "I'm squatting with my legs a while."
He looked like he was in a hurry.
This time I stood up obediently.
They entered the corridor.
Sang Zhi followed his right rear and looked around curiously.
Quickly walked to the door of 525.
The door wasn't closed, Duan Jiaxu pushed the door open and placed the book on the table next to the door.
Sang Zhi walked in slowly, turned his head and looked at Sang Yan's eyes.
Sang Yan and Duan Xiaoxue were on the opposite bed. At this moment he was sitting in a chair, with his long legs raised up on the table, drinking water leisurely: "Good brother, hard work."
His gesture was particularly embarrassing.
Sangzhi was dissatisfied: "You also said that you didn't have time to pick me up."
Sang Yan said without changing his face, "Yeah, I just finished packing. I didn't just sit down for a while."
Hearing another voice, a fat boy jumped out of bed: "Well, this is Sang Yan's sister?"
Sangzhi nodded: "Hello."
Another boy came out of the balcony: "I'm leaning, my little sister is cute."
Sang Yan screwed the cap on, and threw the water bottle in his hand: "Don't swear."
The boy quickly took the bottle and threw it to him: "Who are you educating, you can usually say-" He didn't say a word, he suddenly reacted and grinned: "Oh, I'm not talking fast. Don't learn from my little sister. "
Sang Zhi nodded silently.
Her gaze moved to Duan Xuan's body, and she dropped quickly.
Duan Jiaxu packed the things on the lower table, and then pulled his chair to Sang Yan. The corner of his mouth turned into a small arc, and the boy yelled at her like a boy, with a tone of dangle: "Little sister, sit here."
Sangzhi murmured "Oh" lowly.
Later, Duan Xia went to the toilet.
All of a sudden, the small dormitory started to stir up. Sang Zhi sorted it out a bit, the fat boy was called Qian Fei, and the swear was just Chen Junwen. People get along well and talk a lot.
Sang Yan seems to have a good relationship with them. He chats with them while playing with his mobile phone, and occasionally picks up a few words.
The two chatted, and suddenly decided that the dormitory dinner would go to school to eat barbecue.
Bring childish together.
It didn't take long for Duan to get out of the toilet. He changed his shirt and returned to his position without talking to them. He opened the drawer and flipped the wallet out.
Chen Junwen looked at him, and the hippie smiled and said, "Lao Xu, just moved here. Let's go eat hotpot together."
"Tonight?" Duan Jiaxu shook his head. "You go, I have something to do."
Sang Zhi looked at him immediately.
Qian Fei said, "Why are you going! Do you have a girlfriend! Absolutely not! Our dormitory is one! If you want to find a girlfriend! You must help me find it!"
Chen Junwen argued with him: "No, find it for me first."
Qian Fei: "I don't have any conditions. Don't be bad-tempered."
Chen Junwen: "Just a woman."
Qian Fei: "Men can do it."
"..."
Sangzhi stared at them, and suddenly came out: "Aren't you chasing my brother?"
Sang Yan: "..."
Chen Junwen looked at it in horror: "Little sister, you can't eat meals, and you can't talk nonsense!"
Qian Fei sat up from the bed, looked at Sang Yan thoughtfully, and touched his chin, saying, "So, Syan Yan really looks pretty straightforward."
Sang Yan drew his forehead. "You two get me."
Duan Jiaxu laughed silently and walked out with a black bag on his back: "I'm going now, you talk." At halfway, he suddenly remembered something and stopped rubbing his childish head: "That Baby, take it yourself if you want. "
After speaking, he left the dormitory.
Chen Junwen sighed: "Let's go out, too."
Qian Fei: "Okay, I'm hungry."
Sang Yan looked at Sang Zhi: "Little ghost, do you want to eat hot pot?"
Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds, shaking his head: "I'm home."
"Then eat something else?" Sang Yan frowned. "I will take you home after eating."
Sang Zhi shook her head again.
Sang Yan was impatient and got up and said, "You think about it, I'll go to the toilet."
Sang Zhi stood up silently and moved Duan Xu's chair back to his position. Later, she noticed the puppet on his desk and hesitated to pick it up, feeling a little stuffy.
Qian Fei put on his shoes, just seeing the childish behavior, and subconsciously said, "I haven't thrown this commendation? Is he poisonous?"
After hearing this, Chen Junwen also glanced: "He seems to be laying on the bed as a decoration."
Qian Fei: "Don't you think it's infiltrating?"
Sang Zhi held the puppet's strength a bit more, plucked up courage, and asked curiously: "Is this given to my brother's girlfriend?"
Chen Junwen immediately said: "What girlfriend, how can he have time to make a girlfriend."
Qian Fei: "Yeah, busy like a dog."
Chen Junwen: "Why am I not busy nor have a girlfriend."
"Why else? Because you are ugly." Qian Fei looked at the doll in Sang Zhi's hand and thought, "This doll seems to be a prize given by Duan Xu to participate in any competition, I remember."
Chen Junwen: "Yes, I went last semester."
On hearing that, the strength of Sang Zhi's hands was loose, and she sighed softly.
There are two toilets in the dormitory. Probably because Sangzhi was present, Chen Junwen and Qian Fei did not change clothes in the dormitory, and squeezed into another toilet together.
Sangzhi stared at the puppet in her hand, silently unzipped the schoolbag, and tucked it in.
But the volume was too large, she took out the puppet, and then took out all the contents of the schoolbag, and put it on Duan Xuan's table. Freeing up half the space, this time I could just squeeze it in.
Sang Zhi bent her zips.
The next moment, Sang Yan and the other two came out of the toilet at the same time.
This time Sangzhi really felt like a thief. She turned her back at once, pretending to walk back to Sang Yan calmly.
Sang Yan pulled a tissue and wiped his hands, and asked, "Are you thinking about it?"
Mulberry: "I go home to eat."
Sang Yan nodded: "Okay, I'll take you to the station."
Ten p.m.
Duan Jiaxu returned to the dormitory.
Chen Junwen and Qian Fei were sitting in front of the computer playing games, clamoring for words to fight and kill. Sang Yan was lying motionless on the bed. Hearing the news of his return, he looked up drowsyly: "Hey, Duan praise."
Duan Jiaxu put the schoolbag on the table: "What?"
"My sister just called me." Sang Yan handed him his cell phone. "I said you had something left for her. I didn't say anything. You just called and asked."
Duan Jiaxu opened the closet and found no clothes: "You get through before you give me."
Sang Yan was half-dead, lighted up the screen, found out the childish number, dialed out, and handed the cell phone to Duan Xiao again. Duan Jiaxu took it, put the phone to his ear, and walked to the balcony to collect his clothes.
He picked it up and shouted, "Brother?"
Duan Xia said lazily, "Child, what am I doing to you?"
"..." Sang Chi calmed down, and soon said in a guilty conscience, "Brother, it's not you who left things, but I left things."
"what."
Sangzhi honestly said, "Homework."
Duan Jiaxu hummed indifferently: "I asked your brother to send you there tomorrow morning?"
"But I didn't write ..."
"..."
Duan Jiaxu stopped collecting clothes, and after a few seconds of silence, suddenly understood her intention to find him.
"You want me to write for you?"
I also seem to feel that this request is unreasonable, and Sangzhi stumbled and explained: "I could have written it myself. But, but there is a 500-word weekly diary to write, and I can't finish it at school tomorrow morning."
"..."
Duan Jiaxu's smile was absurd: "Why don't you find your brother."
Sangzhi: "He won't write for me."
Duan Jiaxu: "Then I will write for you?"
As the words came to an end, both sides were silent.
After a long while, Sanji's voice cried a little, and said dumbly, "Would you help me write it ... That teacher is so fierce, I dare not write any other homework before, so I do n’t do any homework in Chinese. dare……"
"..."
"Why are you crying?" Duan Xuxu said silently to Zhile, "Child, let's do this. You get up early tomorrow and go to school to write. I'll bring it to you earlier, OK?"
She twitched and cried, "No."
Duan Jiaxu asked, "Why not?"
"I, I can't get up ... ohh ..."
"..."
The author has something to say: Duan Jiaosos: Why can't you be so straightforward? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Mulberry: ohh ohh
Duan Jiaxu: "Okay, I write."