Chapter 47: Can't hide

Sang Zhi didn't respond for a moment, and the answer in his mouth was almost out of his mouth. She had a short breath, raised her eyes, and looked at him silently.
In her mind, the words seemed to be understood in two ways.
Either that, am I the person you said;
Otherwise, can I be the person you say.
No matter what it means, if she admits it, it is equivalent to her showing her heart first? But if she doesn't admit it, how about he retired because of this difficulty?
In the heart, Sangzhi fought against each other.
Duan Jiaxu waited patiently for her answer, without any urgency.
After a long while, Sangzhi made up his mind and spit out two words decisively: "Not like."
Duan praised his voice, stretched the tone, as if a bit regrettable.
Without waiting for him to say anything, Sang Zhi lowered his eyes and added a serious sentence: "Don't mention this word, I don't like this person anymore."
Duan Jiaxu frowned, "That's it."
Sangzhi calmly nodded. Afraid he didn't believe it, she thought about it, and braced herself: "Don't you say this is a scumbag? I haven't contacted her."
"..." Duan Jiaxu smiled slightly.
Sang Zhi wrote very clearly, seriously: "I don't have anyone I like now."
Duan Jiaxu was silent for three seconds, and the emotion in his eyes was a bit indescribable, as if he had dug a pit and jumped off by himself. He looked away and asked indifferently, "This person, central air-conditioning?"
Sangzhi hesitated, "One point."
Now I remember that she also said such a word at the time, Duan Xuan was very angry and funny, saying line by line: "Do you know what this word means?"
Hearing this, Sanji looked weird: "Don't you know?"
"..."
"Why don't you know anything and you don't even surf the Internet?" Sangzhi did not hesitate and explained to him slowly. "The central air-conditioning is that there are many female friends, which is good for all girls, but it is not Girlfriend male, mean. "
Duan Jiaxu looked down, glanced up and down, and said quietly: "These three points are in line with one point, even if the central air conditioner?"
"..." Sang Chi took for granted. "Of course, all three points must be met."
The topic ends here.
The two walked side by side in the direction of the school gate.
Passing by a group of college students who were playing around, Sang Zhi seemed to hear it indifferently, and Duan Xu seemed to have spoken something, his tone was indescribable, and he felt a little cool.
"It's kind of framed."
Most of the movie "Super Heroes" Sang Zhi wanted to see have been taken off the shelves, leaving only one with the last show.
Location in a business circle in the city center.
Duan praised the ticket in advance.
They got on the subway. Because it is a weekend, there are so many people, Sang Zhi and Duan Xu just happened to catch up, and they were crowded by the door.
Afraid that she would be squeezed in by others, Duan Xuan yanked her in front of her.
There were people around, and I couldn't find anything to support her. Sangzhi couldn't help but say, "I stand here and I have nothing to support."
Duan praised his eyelashes, released his hand, and pointed at the ring he originally held: "Then you hold this."
Sangzhi reached out, grasped obediently, and looked back at him: "What about you?"
Duan Jiaxu easily grasped the crossbar above. After a few seconds, as if noticing something, he suddenly laughed lowly, and said lazily, "It's a bit high, and it's hard to grasp."
"..." Sang Chi was trying to say something.
The next moment, he moved his hand down and took her wrist: "Easy here."
Sang Zhi still kept the original posture, eyes widened, staring at him with a bone, apparently ashamed of his behavior: "Where did you struggle to hold it?"
"Really strenuous." Duan Jiaxu smiled unchanged, and said leisurely, "otherwise you give it a try?"
"..." Sang Zhi was a little uncomfortable, stretched out his other hand to grasp the crossbar, and released it soon, murmured, "You are so good at comparing your height to mine."
But she didn't pull his hand away.
I can't help looking up.
Sangzhi looked at his long fingers and clasped them on her wrist. With a warm touch, it is extremely real and cannot be ignored.
Duan Xuxue rarely had physical contact with her.
Even when she was young, he would at most just rub her head, or pinch her face, seemingly intimate, but would also grasp a degree.
She lowered her head and began to touch the corner of her mouth again.
Duan Jiax glanced forward, staring at her reflected in the window, then lowered her eyes, turned her head slightly, and looked at her at the moment indifferently.
Two people each do their own thing.
One struggling to act as if nothing had happened,
The other stared at her silently, watching her occasionally, still inadvertently curled corners of her lips.
Then he laughed inexplicably.
When we arrived at the mall, the movie had not yet opened for half an hour.
The two were not in a hurry to get their tickets, and Sanzhi glanced around, couldn't help but point to the tea shop not far away: "I want to buy a drink, do you drink it?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Don't drink."
Sang Zhi: "Then you won't be thirsty while watching a movie?"
Duan Jiaxu: "I'll buy ..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the dialogue was like a repeat of history. Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows moved and changed her mouth: "Before you drink this time, you must first check whether the contents are what you ordered."
"Oh." No one was standing in line in front of the tea shop, and Sanzhi walked to the front desk, glanced at the drink list, and settled without too much trouble, "Frozen lemonade with pearls."
"..." Duan Jiaxu heard of this pairing for the first time, "Can I drink like this?"
Sang Zhi hit him: "Of course you can."
Duan Jiaxu frowned: "And how much is it today? I still drink ice."
Mulberry: "It's not cold in the room."
Duan Jiaxu: "Don't drink too much."
Sangzhi was a little dissatisfied and muttered, "Why do you care for me?"
Hearing that, Duan Jiaxu looked over at her, staring at her somewhat depressed. His eyebrows stretched out, his tone was slightly raised, and he played with taste: "Think I'm bored?"
It happened that the clerk had prepared her drink.
Sang Zhi took it, poked it in, and took a sip. She's not too straightforward, just vaguely: "I didn't say that either."
Duan Jiaxu laughed: "That's not what you mean."
Sang Zhidang didn't hear it, biting the pearl by himself.
After a few seconds, Duan Xia pulled the corner of her lower lip, pointed something, and slowly spit out four words: "Get used to it early."
The childish movement stopped, silently swallowing the pearl in her mouth.
The two went to the cinema to get their tickets.
It was only a few minutes before the ticket checking started and they found a place to sit and wait. Although it doesn't feel too much to drink, but after taking it for a long time, Sangzhi still feels that this cup is a bit cold.
Perceived that she always changed hands to take a drink, Duan Xia directly reached out and took it for her.
Sang Zhi glanced at him and said nothing. When she was about to enter, she still couldn't hold back, pointed to the drink and said, "I want to drink."
Duan Jiaxu passed the drink, but did not mean to return it to her. Just put the mouthpiece on her lips, her eyelids raised slightly, and she looked at her without changing her face.
Sang Zhi drank in his hand without that skin and wanted to take it.
Before she touched the cup, Duan Xuan made a noise and said casually, "Drink a drink and drink a drink. Why still take the opportunity to touch your brother's hand."
"..." Sang Zhi put up with a stern face, "Who wants to touch your hand, I drink it myself."
Duan Jiaxu: "Not too cold?"
Mulberry: "Not cold."
Duan Jiaxuan also returned to her: "I'll hold it for you if you don't drink."
"No," Sang Zhi glanced into his palm, and whispered, "You won't be cold, either."
Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu grabbed the corner of her lips, reached out to her, and said without a form, "Well, you warm me?"
Sangzhi didn't move, just drinking a drink.
He didn't feel embarrassed either. He retracted his hand and said calmly, "Let's go, and enter."
The two stood up.
After a few seconds, Sang Zhi suddenly pulled out a warm baby from the bag and handed him: "I will bring one for you."
Duan praised a moment.
Sang Zhi explained in a low voice: "My hands are cold and I can't warm you." After that, she gave him a pretentious look and said, "And just about that, holding hands is not suitable."
Duan Jiaxu glanced at her, paused for a few seconds, and echoed, "It's not appropriate."
"..."
They found a place to sit.
Duan Jiaxu took Tisang Zhi's bag all the way and put it on his lap. He tore off the warm baby's packaging, and his voice was gentle and gentle: "There is no identity."
"..." Mulberry's mind was blank and he put his drink down.
At the same time, Duan Jiaxu put the warm baby into her hands.
The movie also began to show, and background music sounded, stopping all her words.
After the movie, it's time for dinner.
Although Sang Zhi was thinking about his sentence most of the time while watching the movie, she couldn't bring it up after more than an hour.
They found a restaurant outside for dinner.
Then he returned to Duan Jiaxu's residence and picked up cakes in a cake shop.
Back to Duan Xu's home.
Sang Zhi took off her shoes and noticed a new pair of ladies slippers on the shoe rack, which happened to be her shoe size. She looked in Duan's direction and didn't take it to wear it.
But Duan Xuan put her shoes in front of her and calmly said, "I bought them for you."
He put the cake on the table and then went into the kitchen.
Putting on the shoes embarrassingly, walked over and opened the cake box.
Just after taking out the cake, Duan Xuan came out of the kitchen, holding another cake in his hand.
Sanji's motion stopped: "How about two?"
"I made this," Duan Jiaxu said. "I'm afraid it's not good, so I ordered another one."
Sang Zhi blinked: "You still make cakes."
"I used to work in a coffee shop and learned a little bit." Duan Jiaxu prepared to insert candles on the cake and asked casually, "Which one do you want to use as my birthday cake?"
Sang Zhi pointed at the one he did: "This."
"How many?"
"Just insert one."
Duan Xiaoxu raised his brows, with a meaning of rejection in his words: "Nineteen."
Sangzhi was speechless: "How to insert so many plugs."
"Little girl," Duan Jiaxuan said, "you need to know your age."
The cake shop gave two packs of candles. One pack contained twelve, so it was enough. Sang Zhi could not help but spit: "Then you have to ask someone for an extra packet of candles on your birthday."
"For my birthday," Duan Xua said, "Just insert one."
"..." Sang Chi was very upset, and said very cautiously, "I will fill you with twenty-six roots by then."
Duan Jiaxu just laughed. After inserting the candles, he took a lighter and a pink bag on the coffee table. He dropped his eyes and slowly lit all the candles.
Sang Zhi went to the entrance to turn off the lights.
When he returned, Duan Xuan had already ordered. His face was warmed by candlelight, suddenly turned on and off, he couldn't see clearly, but he looked very soft.
Counting, this is also Sang Zhi's first birthday with him.
Duan Jiaxue began to sing her birthday song, and her low, mute voice echoed in the living room. After the last song fell, Sang Zhi made a wish and blew out the candle vigorously.
Only blown half.
The corner of her mouth twitched, and she blew a few more times before blowing out.
Looking at her behavior, Duan Jiaxu laughed loudly, her chest undulating, her shoulders trembling. Then he got up and turned on the light, and handed the pink bag to Sanzhi: "Birthday gift."
Sang Zhi took it, and it was not light. She said thank you, and with curiosity, she started to cut the cake with a cake knife.
After just cutting it, Duan Jiaxu took the cake knife and cut a small piece for her. He glanced at the bag aside and suddenly asked, "Would you like to see a gift from someone?"
Sang Zhi glanced and shook his head: "Go back and see."
Duan Jiaxu did not ask, and asked, "This boy is chasing you?"
Sang Chi thought for a while: "Should."
Duan Jiaxu laughed softly, prolonged his tone and asked, "A lot of people chase?"
Thinking of the bragging force in the hospital, Sang Zhi didn't know how to answer, and could only vaguely said, "OK."
Soon, Duan Jiaxu asked again, "What are the conditions to chase you?"
Sang Zhi is inexplicable: "There are still conditions, and they are not candidates."
"That said," just like casual chat, Duan Xia's tone was very light, "you may be able to see it, what conditions are required."
Sang Zhi looked up and said hesitantly, "He looks handsome."
Duan Jiaxu: "Yes."
"good temper."
"Ok."
"It must be a head taller than me."
"Ok."
"Three positives."
"Well, there is."
Sangzhi took the fork and bit his mouthpiece. "Nothing."
"I meet all the conditions you said." Duan Jiaxu applied a layer of chocolate sauce with her fingers and tapped her cheek. "So, ask you something."
"..."
Things like long-awaited things are finally happening, with a very strong sense of foresight.
Sang Zhi ran into his eyes and could almost guess what his next sentence was, but his heartbeat was still missing for half a beat, nervous enough to be out of breath. She licked the cake residue from the corner of her lips and looked at him, "What."
Duan Jiaxu laughed, his eyes were ambiguous, but he looked serious.
This time he didn't cover up like he had done before, and didn't say anything ambiguous.
Showed her straight out.
"Can I chase you?"