Chapter 37: secretly

Sang Chi found his reaction a little scary.
What happened to this old man?
Is it that she just reacted too much?
But if she was watching him being bullied next to her, she would do nothing, like a mass-eating crowd.
Sang Zhi felt that there was nothing wrong with him.
"Brother, you don't need to keep your mind on what you just did." Sanji thought for a while, and said, "When my second year was blackmailed, you helped me too."
Duan Jiaxu heard.
Sang Zhi added: "Now you are old, it is my turn to help you."
"..."
It happened to be passing a trash can, and San Zhi had thrown all the paper towels in his hands. When she looked back, she noticed that Duan Xuan's expression was stiff, and her smile narrowed.
It looks normal a lot.
It seems like I have passed back to God, and reflected on the thoughts that I had just emerged suddenly.
Then, Sangzhi saw.
Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and straightened his lip line, which seemed to be a little weird. His tone was almost ridiculous, and an obscure sentence came out: "I'm crazy."
"..."
Really kind of crazy.
However, being splashed with water in public did hurt self-esteem.
Sanzhi didn't know how to comfort him. She walked into the men's clothing store and started the conversation: "Brother, you can change one, and it's not comfortable to wear wet clothes."
Duan Jiaxu didn't move.
Sangzhi picked up a piece of clothing and shoved it into his hand: "Or else just this one."
Then he reacted, and his eyelashes moved slowly: "Um."
When he entered the fitting room, Sangzhi strolled around the shop again. She fancy a dress and was about to pick it up, and her cell phone rang suddenly.
Sang Zhi retracted her hand, glanced at the caller ID, and immediately picked up: "Brother."
Sang Yan's voice passed along the current, and it sounded a little lazy: "Little ghost. What day is your holiday? I'll book your ticket for you."
Sangzhi frowned: "What's the matter, more than half a month."
"Then you order it yourself?"
"You transfer me money, I'll book it myself."
"What money should I transfer you, am I your dad?"
"Oh, Dad."
"..."
"It's the end of the month, it's time to pay for the living." Sang Zhi reached out and touched the man's coat in front of him.
"..."
"If you don't transfer money to me, don't transfer it. Take that money and buy me a coffin."
Sang Yan sneered: "You get double living expenses every month. Shall you kid?"
"Where is the double." Sanjie's eyelids didn't blink, he said with confidence, "Dad said, he'll give half, you give half."
"How high is the price in Yihe?" Sang Yan asked. "You have to use six thousand a month?"
Sang Zhi glanced at the size of the clothes and flipped inside: "I'm still saving money, I don't want to buy too much sugar, or I will overspend."
"One thousand of your sugar?"
"No." Sang Zhinian said without changing the color. "One thousand yuan."
"..." Sang Yan said, "Okay, just as I don't have your sister."
Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly two words came out: "Coffin."
Sang Yan hung up the phone directly.
Listening to the cold beeping sound in his ear, Sanzhi glanced at the phone screen and shrugged indifferently. She put the phone back in her pocket, continued to flip the size, found the XXL size, and took it down.
Sang Zhi turned around, only to find that Duan Xie had already changed his clothes and came out. She had just brought him a black sweater and didn't look at the size.
At this point, it fits well.
Sang Zhi walked in front of him holding the clothes in his hand and asked, "Is this the only one?"
Duan Jiaxu glanced and said casually: "You just called your brother?"
"Yeah, he asked me if the ticket was booked." Sangzhi answered honestly, and handed him the clothes in his hand. "Brother, please try this for me."
Hearing the word "help", Duan praised it slowly and took it over, his eyelids raised slightly, and he said lightly, "Who do you want to give?"
"My brother." Sangzhi looked around again. "What about New Year's gifts."
"..."
"I bought one for my dad by the way, and I don't have to go back when I go back." Speaking of this, Sang Zhi raised his eyes and pointed to the one on his body. "Right, do you like this one?"
Duan Jiaxian looked casually: "Good-looking?"
"pretty good."
"Then this one."
Sang Zhi nodded, took out his mobile phone and glanced at, just happened to see Alipay's transfer reminder.
She opened it to see.
Sang Yan transferred 5,000 yuan to you.
Note: Don't call my brother again next time.
"..."
This cuts off the relationship.
Too ruthless.
Sang Zhi blinked, and quickly returned: [Okay. 】
She picked another dress and went to the checkout to check out.
Duan Jiaxu took off his coat. He took his mobile phone out of his pocket and came forward, as if he wanted to buy three pieces directly.
"Well, I'll pay." Sang Zhi didn't want to spend his money, pushed his mobile phone back, immediately opened the payment code, and said to the cashier, "I paid three things together."
After speaking, she turned her head and said solemnly, "Brother, this dress is even my New Year gift for you in advance."
"Okay." Duan Jiaxu laughed. "I'll make it up for you someday."
Listening to the conversation between the two, the younger sister and the cashier looked at them and asked curiously, "Are you two brothers and sisters?"
Sang Zhi froze for a few seconds and nodded: "Um."
Cashier: "It doesn't look like it, dear?"
Duan Jiaxu stood beside and looked at WeChat with his mobile phone, his expression was casual. He didn't hear Sang Zhi's immediate response, and after a few seconds, she responded slowly.
No negative answer.
Duan Xua heard.
She hummed again and said softly, "Almost."
Maybe it was the woman who was in the mood, and Duan Xu didn't talk much afterwards, as if she had been thinking about things, and was absent-minded.
Sang Zhi had planned to talk to him as little as possible during this time. But seeing him like this, she could only daringly talk about the topic and want him to forget about it.
But seeing her so busy, Duan Jiaxu laughed again immediately. It seemed that she was not affected by the incident, and would still make a few jokes with her.
Sang Zhi also had some trouble getting started.
The two settled for dinner at a noodle shop nearby. Seeing that it was too late, Duan Xuan returned Sang Zhi to school. After that, he drove back to his neighborhood.
Duan Jiaxu took the card into the building and took the elevator to the 15th floor. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw the woman standing in front of his house. He stopped there, and thought of the childish words.
Then he took out his mobile phone and called the property.
The woman's expression was extremely ugly, and she seemed to have waited for a long time: "Do you know how to come back? I thought you were going to open a room with that college student today."
The call was connected.
Like not hearing the woman's words, Duan Xiaoxu's tone was cold and without wave: "I'm a resident of 12 buildings of 15 floors, Block B. I have a stranger at my door, please come to deal with it. Thank you."
She shouted abruptly: "Duan praise!"
Duan Jiaxue hung up the phone, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one out, and lit it. He bit his cigarette holder and leaned against the wall without saying a word.
The woman's eyes were red: "Who is that woman today?"
"..."
"I ask you something!"
Duan Xia's expression was a little sleepy, his eyelids narrowed down. The lights in the elevator room were so bright that his complexion was extremely white, and his extremely outstanding face was a little more morbid.
He was motionless.
No trace of response was given to her.
The woman hurriedly walked in front of him, raised her hand, and seemed to want to slap him.
Yu Guang noticed her movements, Duan Jiaxu's eyes lifted, staring at her coolly, and the corners of her lips also raised, without any temperature.
The more angry she was, the more her hands would fall.
Duan Jiaxu tilted his head slightly and lifted the cigarette on his hand.
Lit the cigarette and touched her bare palm.
The woman withdrew her hand reflexively, tears bursting out in pain. She stared, hysterically: "Why are you so cheap!"
Looking at her tears, Duan Xu's eyes bent into a crescent moon: "Does it hurt?"
"..."
"No, it's so painful to see you." Duan Jiaxu ended with a chuckle, "Why am I so happy?"
"..."
"Where's your face to me like this?" The woman suddenly started crying and stared at him deadly. "Your family owes me."
Duan Jiaxu ignored her, bypassed her, and took the key from her pocket.
"That woman is your girlfriend today?" The woman's words seemed to pop out of her teeth, word by word, "Don't even think about it, someone like you--"
"..."
"What qualifications make a good life."
Duan Jiaxu only opened the door when he didn't hear it.
The woman seemed to want to squeeze in with brute force, but realized that he didn't seem to be afraid of being trapped by the door, and stopped.
"Duan Xiaoxuan, your whole family must not die." She patted the security door, crying, "so your mother died, you—"
He also closed the door on the inside, shutting off all her voices.
Duan Jiaxu annihilated the cigarette butt, went to the toilet, and rushed into the toilet. He turned on the faucet, and carefully washed his hands, including touching Jiang Ying's arm by accident.
Soon, Duan Xia went out of the living room and glanced at the photos on the TV cabinet.
Duan Jiaxu walked over and squatted forward. The corner of his mouth bent, and it seemed to be extremely interesting: "Mom, did you just hear those words?"
"Don't go in your heart."
A woman's smile is gentle, and is always fixed in the years.
Duan Jiaxu pinched her face with her fingertips, revealing a smile similar to the woman in the photo: "You said she was pretty powerful, and it wouldn't get tired for years.
Duan Xuan went to the bathroom and took a bath.
When it came out, it was close to twelve in the morning. He sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and heard the dialogue of the TV series characters.
The quiet living room was lively for a moment because of the sound.
Duan Jiaxu turned on the computer in front of her, and suddenly remembered the idea that he had somehow floated today. He glanced at him, stared at the picture, and stood side by side with him.
At that time, a fifteen-year-old girl.
When he graduated from college.
Just ready to go to high school.
Even treat him like a brother.
Duan Jiaxu closed his eyes and lit a cigarette. There was some excitement outside, someone set off a firework and exploded in the sky, crackling.
He looked at it calmly, his eyes stained with some light.
The clock just stopped at zero.
Duan Jiaxue's cell phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. He raised his eyes lazily, and saw that Sang Zhi sent him a message on WeChat.
Duan Jiaxu reached out and opened it.
Xiao Sangzhi: [I wish you a happy New Year and happy every day. 】
Duan Xiaoxuan: [Well, Happy New Year. 】
Xiao Sangzhi: [I went to bed, you go to bed earlier. 】
Duan Xiaoxue: [Okay. 】
He clicked on Sangzhi's information and changed the remarks to her to "Sangzhi". After thinking about it, he changed it to "only". After a short while, Duan Xuan changed back to "Little Sangzhi".
Duan Jiaxu remembered the night spent at Sang Zhi's house. I heard that he has many creditors. The little girl stood next to him and said to him earnestly: "Brother, don't worry, I will grow up in the future and make money to help you pay back together."
Duan Jiaxu remembered Jiang Ying's words again.
— "What qualifications do you have for a good life."
Duan Xuan's lip line straightened, and the throat knot slipped.
"Well, I don't."
He turned off the screen, his eyebrows soft, and murmured, "But our little babies have a good life."