Chapter 3: secretly

If the person standing in front of her at this time was Sang Yan and Sang Zhi didn't want to tell him anything, he estimated that he couldn't ask half a word. Even without telling him, she dared to haunt him for a long time.
But now, this person in front of him is the first time Sang Zhi has met.
From the beginning of the first sentence, Duan Xu was extraordinarily gentle, as if he would not lose his temper when he heard anything. She couldn't see him through, and because of the alienated and unfamiliar relationship, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous.
With only a slight change in his tone, Sanzhi has no courage to continue to hide.
Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds, and reluctantly confessed, "I didn't attend the lecture."
Duan Jiaxu: "Yes."
"The teacher asked me to get up to answer the question, and I answered." Sang Zhi paused and slowly organized the wording. "Later he asked me if I would take his place as the head teacher of our class. I think this Surely not, I refused. "
"..."
Duan Xiaoxue :?
Sang Zhi glanced at him cautiously, as if looking to see his reaction, and quickly regained his gaze. She stood obediently and looked honest: "Then he said he would ask the parents."
After finishing the last word.
Sangzhi feels like the whole world is quiet.
Concealing some content, the childish mood is actually quite guilty. Seeing him not speaking, she couldn't help but say, "Don't believe it."
Hearing that, Duan Jiaxu finally opened his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm really a little unbelievable."
He seemed really funny. The shoulders trembled, and the chest went up and down, and there was a fine laughter in the throat, mixed with a shallow breath. He was born to look good, even more dazzling when he laughed, and his lips were bright.
The distance between the two was close.
Sang Zhi felt uncomfortable when he could smell the smoke that hadn't disappeared from him.
She reluctantly said, "I'm telling the truth."
Duan Jiaxu: "Huh? Didn't lie to me?"
Sang Zhi nodded hard and looked extremely sincere: "No, it's true. If you don't believe it, you'll know it tomorrow. I lie to you now, and the teacher will tell you the truth tomorrow."
"So ..."
As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened again.
Sang Yan didn't look at them, walked towards the closet, and straightforwardly said, "God, get out."
Although Sang Zhi was a bit ill because she was framed by him, she was still reluctant to leave like this, and said, "Can I stay here?"
Sang Yan turned his head, and Pi smiled unsmilingly: "I want to change my clothes."
"Then the older brother ..." Speaking of this, Sanzhi grabbed Duan Xu's clothes' hem. "This older brother should also go out, I don't think he really wants to see you change clothes."
Sang Yan only didn't hear: "Close the door when you go out."
When Sang Zhi acquiesced, he pulled Duan Xuan away and said, "Okay, we'll close it."
"..."
Sang Yan stared at them for a while, then waved his hands, too lazy to care.
Because this topic cannot be heard by a third person.
After leaving the room, Sang Zhi immediately pulled Duan Xuan back to his room, closed the door vigilantly, and eagerly asked, "Brother, can you come tomorrow? I told you the truth ..."
Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyelids and said lazily, "Why don't you go to your brother?"
"How can that be!" Sangzhi stared, "I just wronged him like that ... if I told him, he would tell my mother right away."
Duan Jiaxu was still laughing: "Your brother is not like that."
"..."
I couldn't tell whether it was serious or just kidding.
Although Sang Zhi had threatened him just now, he only talked big words, and at this time he was completely wrong.
When there was no retreat, she remembered the previous thing and reminded revenge: "Brother, I wouldn't have quarreled with him if you didn't say that to my brother just now."
Duan Jiax raised an eyebrow: "Huh?"
At this time, the door was opened.
Sang Yan stood outside and looked at Duan Xiaoxuan: "Leave."
As if he hadn't heard what Sang Zhi had just said, Duan Jiaxu nodded: "Child, see you next time."
Sangzhi couldn't believe it.
See you next time!
Haven't negotiated yet!
Realizing that Duan Xu was really going to leave, San Zhi grabbed his arm immediately: "Are you going to leave so soon? It's so late, let's go after dinner?"
Duan Jia Xuwan refused: "Next time."
Sangzhi stared at him with no intention of letting go.
What next time!
Did you forget the topic just now? Are you old with amnesia?
But she did not dare to say these words, she could only ask pitifully: "When is the next time ..."
Duan Jiaxu bent his lips and did not speak.
Watching the interaction between life and death, Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing? You saw each other for the first time? Duan Jiaxue, you can relax, my sister is only twelve years old."
Sang Zhi countered subconsciously: "Thirteen."
Hearing this number, Duan Jiaxu was a little surprised, and his eyes were on Sang Zhi again.
"Thirteen?"
The tone sounded extremely unbelievable.
As if she was thirteen years old, what a ridiculous thing.
This reaction stepped directly into the naive foot. She instantly forgot that she still asked for help, and said unhappyly, "Do you want to say that I am short and look nothing like thirteen years old?"
Sang Yan leaned his arms against the door, fanning the flames, "He means that."
Duan Jiaxu scratched the skin under his eyes and shook his head: "No."
The words are not real.
Sang Zhi stared at the two of them for a few seconds, and lost her temper: "Forget it, I won't tell you." She didn't argue with Sang Yan just as she did, as if she was really hurt, she whispered "I'll grow anyway."
Seeing this, Sang Yan's heart floated a little bit of guilt, comforting: "Isn't it short looking good? When you're thirty, maybe someone thinks you're only eighteen."
It was more like a needle in her sore spot.
Sang Zhi sternly said: "Is it because you are tall that others will think you are my dad?"
"..."
Sang Yan's guilt disappeared instantly.
The little girl's eyes were still glowing, and she looked terribly bullied, but she still refused to be outdone.
It seems he was the source of the two times that upset her. Duan Jiaxu sighed, his attitude began to loosen, and asked, "Thirteen years old, reading second grade?"
Sang Zhi did not look at him, and said rudely, "Junior first day."
"which school?"
"Xuri Sun Middle School." San Zhi paused, wondering if the idea that he had suddenly floated was right, but he still made up the sentence very bonelessly, "the first class."
Duan Jiaxu replied in a drag-and-drop manner: "The first class of the junior high school-"
Then he bent down and faced her eyes.
"Child, what's your name?"
Sang Zhi lightly lowered her lips and whispered, "My name is Sang Zhi."
"Childish?"
"Yes." Sangzhi avoided his sight involuntarily, "childish childish."
Duan Jiaxu squeezed her face affectionately: "Then, Xiao Sangzhi."
"..."
He lowered his voice, as if whispering to her, so that no one could hear.
"Do you know what time it is next time?"
After saying goodbye to Li Ping, the two left the Sang family.
The sun has completely set, and the sunset has clouded the sky, and the temperature is a bit cooler.
Duan Jiaxu asked suddenly, "Your sister should be pretty obedient, right?"
"Obvious?" Sang Yan whispered. He didn't know where to find the lollipop. He was biting in his mouth at the moment. "What about the rebellious period of the little ghost? It's difficult to manage."
Rebellion.
Difficult to manage.
That's fine.
Duan Xiaoxu considered it. After all, he is an immature child, and it is not clear if anything serious has happened. He still mentioned this to Sang Yan: "Your sister has been called a parent. I just asked if I could help her to see the teacher. How do you handle it yourself?"
Sang Yan whispered: "No wonder you have to stay with you for dinner, I know this little ghost has no good idea."
Duan Jiaxu smiled and didn't speak.
"I don't think it's a big deal. I've called it several times, and there are several reasons for this." Sang Yan lowered his head to give the news and asked absently, "Are you free tomorrow? Help me go if you have time I have something tomorrow. "
"tomorrow……"
"Well. If it doesn't matter, I'll tell my mom a while."
As soon as she promised her, she told her parents in an instant.
The child probably had to cry again.
"You have to have it, too," Duan Xia said with frowns, and said casually, "you can't lie to a child."
I heard the door closed at the entrance. Sang Zhi sneaked a glance, then ran barefoot to Li Ping: "Mom, how did my brother come back?"
Li Ping: "He said to play nearby, just come by and take a bath."
"It's so late, why don't you keep them for dinner?"
"Your brother's friend has something to do." Li Ping didn't take the matter to heart and asked leisurely, "Only, your brother really hit you?"
"..." San Zhi immediately became guilty and dared not ask again, turned and ran to the room, "I'm going to do my homework!"
Back to the room, locked.
Sangzhi kicked the flying slippers, jumped to the bed, and pulled the puppets to his arms. Her mood was still bad, but her thoughts were unknowingly let go, and her mind echoed the last words that Duan Xu finally said.
— "Do you know what time it is next time?"
The response should be her phrase "when is the next time".
Does this mean he will come?
Sang Zhi finally let out a sigh of relief, rolled over, legs dangling alternately, and hummed the song happily. She looked at the dark outside and continued to think about what had just happened.
Moving forward-
Duan Jiaxu raised her hand and squeezed her face.
"..."
"?"
Sang Zhi sat up immediately.
Was she just pinched by that man?
right?
How could he pinch her face?
Only met for the first time! !! !! he! how! can! Pinch her face!
Just pinch it.
for! What! What! Get so close!
Still ... still! Call her little mulberry ...
Forget it.
Sang Zhiping calmed his emotions and pretended not to care, and emphasized, "Forget it."
Just as if he helped himself, barely giving him the advantage.
She glanced and happened to see the mirror on the desk.
I hit my gaze with myself in the mirror and noticed my flushed face.
The childish calm broke down instantly.
?
you! why! Yes! Show a pair! It's you! Take advantage! of! Look! !! !! !!
After living for thirteen years, I have such emotions for the first time.
Sang Zhi fell back to bed, and rolled herself into the quilt at a loss, feeling the air that was getting thinner.
Then, listening to the sound of the heartbeat constantly amplified.
Early the next morning.
After Sang Zhi washes and walked out of the living room, Sang Rong and Li Ping already sat at the table for breakfast. Now that she has found a helper, she pretended that nothing happened and did not tell them about the parents.
She sat down at the dining table.
Li Ping filled Sang Zhi with a bowl of lean meat porridge.
Just woke up, there was no desire to speak.
The house was quiet.
Sangzhi sipped the porridge slowly, and suddenly remembered Duan Xu's reaction yesterday. She exhaled and whispered, "Dad, am I a little short?"
Sang Rong looked at her and asked, "Who said you?"
Sang Zhi nodded, pushing everything to Sang Yan as soon as possible: "Brother said to me."
Li Ping: "Don't listen to your brother."
Sang Zhi poked the bottom of the bowl with a spoon: "But my classmates are all twelve years old and taller than me. Yin Zhenru is one meter six."
Sang Rong comforted her: "How old are you and will you grow taller."
"You all grow tall, why can't I grow taller. When I took the bus, someone gave me a seat, thinking I was a primary school student." Sangzhi's emotion was extremely low, he asked dullly, "Brother 13 Was there one and a half meters when you were? "
Liping hesitated, "Your brother is a boy, so ..."
Sang Rong interrupted her suddenly and answered Sang Zhi's words: "No."
"..."
"How can it be so high?" Sang Rong said calmly. "Daddy doesn't remember much, but Dad barely had an impression. Your brother should be less than one meter four at that time."
"..."
The author has something to say: Sang Yan: In order to make my sister happy, I don't even have one meter and four.