Chapter 87: Extra

Sangzhi didn't notice anything wrong.
Hanging up, Sang Zhi flipped out of his cell phone calendar and glanced. After calculating the time, she noticed that she hadn't even been able to deliver food to Duan Xuan for almost a week.
Somehow, it was probably the tone of Duan Xiang just now.
Afraid that he had forgotten it, Sang Zhi set an alarm clock before going to bed. Waking up the next day, she found an interesting food video, and Lai watched it several times in bed before entering the kitchen.
Sang Zhi tasted the taste while making it, and felt that it was more delicious today than before.
She licked the sauce on her lips.
I thought to myself, after a while, I told Duan Jiaxu that she didn't pass this time because she was cooking hard?
Thinking wildly for a while.
Sangzhi carefully set the lunch box, put it in the bag, and went out. She had the right time. She took a subway and went to Duan Xuan's company downstairs, just to the meal.
Many times, Sang Zhi did not allow Duan to approve, and took the elevator directly.
Probably because of the meal, the studio door was not closed.
Sang Zhi walked in, but did not see Duan Xuan in the position. She blinked, took out her phone, and sent a message to Duan Jiaxu.
One of the men noticed her, stumbled, and slammed into the shoulder of the person next to him, and then said, "Sister, the boss has gone to the toilet, you sit for a while."
Called by men older than themselves, it's a bit unnatural to be childish. She nodded, walked to Duan Xuan's position and sat down, taking out the two lunch boxes in the bag.
As soon as Sang Zhi opened the lid, someone asked, "Sister-in-law, why haven't you been here?"
She turned back.
As he was about to answer, Sangzhi suddenly noticed Duan Xu's figure with Yu Guang. She immediately retracted the words from her mouth and turned her attention to him.
Duan Jiaxu came over and looked down at her: "How long have you been here?"
Sangzhi: "Just arrived."
He pulled the chair beside him and sat down, suddenly calling her: "Only."
Sang Zhi looked up: "Ah?"
Duan Jiaxu glanced back and said lazily, "Why don't others answer your question?"
"..."
The attention he had diverted came back all of a sudden.
I don't know if Duan Xiaoxun was unhappy, he looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds, and cautiously and slowly said the excuse I thought today: "I don't think I cook well."
Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"
"So I'm hard at cooking this time." Sang Zhi didn't dare to look at him, fearing that he would lie, "you taste it, it's better than today."
The voice dropped, and the man who had just asked Sangzi said suddenly, "That's it! We thought--"
Before he finished speaking, he was covered by the man next to him.
Sanzine said, "Why?"
Like not hearing what they said, Duan Jiaxu picked up his chopsticks and looked mildly: "If you don't want to do it, don't do it. If you are bored, find a friend to play with."
"..."
Normally, at this moment, Sangzhi feels strange. And this man, whether angry or happy, has an expression, and she can't tell.
Sang Zhi swallowed and said seriously, "I don't want to."
Duan Jiaxu looked at her sideways.
Sang Zhi added: "I think so much."
After a pause, she simply condemned him: "Don't you just want me to come over?"
Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows stretched slightly, and he glanced at the group of big masters who were standing with their ears up at this moment, listening to the movement here, and laughed: "What are you talking about? Eat quickly."
Sang Zhi always felt weird.
After dinner, taking advantage of Duan ’s time to throw garbage, she asked a boy who was the youngest and the most sloppy in her mouth. It didn't take long to ask why.
Boy: "Sister-in-law, you haven't been here for a while, we all thought you had broken with the boss."
Mulberry: "..."
Boy: "And the boss seems to be in a bad mood during this time, we feel that you dumped him."
Mulberry: "?"
"After all, I heard you say, he's 80 years old." The boy said, "A man who is almost forty years old and not yet married must be a little sensitive inside. Sister, please be nice to the boss."
Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds: "I should be talking about the post-80s generation, he was in 1989."
"..."
Sang Zhi didn't expect that she would be like this without coming here for a few days.
There is no limit to the prospects of cars and houses, and they are thrown away by female college students because of their old age.
She instantly understood the reason why Duan Xuan asked her to come over to deliver food.
Definitely, I heard them.
Sang Zhi returned to Duan Xuan's position to play mobile phone.
Soon, Duan Jiaxu returned from the outside and brought her a drink.
Putting the straw into the cup, Sanzi took a sip and looked at him from time to time. Thinking of what just happened, she suddenly felt a little funny, her lips raised.
Duan Jiaxu looked at her: "What are you laughing at?"
Sang Zhi smiled for a while. Her eyes bent into a crescent, and she reached out to poke his face, revealing two small pear vortices on her lips: "Old man with a burden of age."
"..."
"It's okay." Sangzhi comforted him. "You're old, but you're still good."
"..."
2.
One month after the start of school, we have ushered in another 11 long holidays.
Sang Zhi bought the flight ticket home in advance. On the 30th, after the last class, she got on the airport bus.
When I arrived at Nanwu Airport, it was just after 12 noon.
Sang Zhi didn't bring any luggage, so she didn't check in, she only carried a small schoolbag. She went out along the exit, and soon saw Duan Xu waiting outside.
Duan Jiaxu came over and held her hand: "Let's go and eat."
Sang Zhi looked at the time and asked, "Are you going back to the company in a while?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Yes."
Sang Zhi: "Are you on National Day?"
Duan praised: "Let it last for three days."
Sangzhi said loudly.
They left the airport.
Sang Zhi was led by Duan Xu and walked towards the parking space. She didn't know the location and didn't look at the road, just looked down at her phone. It didn't take long before she suddenly heard someone calling her "Sangzi?"
Hearing, Sangzhi turned back.
In his eyes was a tall, thin man.
It is her classmate Fu Zhengchu.
It wasn't too far from the last time I met, it was at a summer party.
Compared with the junior high school, Fu Zhengchu's changes are not big, but his appearance has become longer and his clothes have become more mature, but his temperament still looks sunny and brings a little stupidity.
Seeing no one wrong, Fu Zhengchu laughed: "Are you going home on National Day?"
Sang Zhi stopped and nodded: "How are you here?"
Fu Zhengchu: "My grandma is here. I'll pick her up."
Duan Jiaxu also stopped, glanced at Fu Zhengchu lightly, his expression thoughtful. The next second, his eyebrows were raised, as if thinking of something, the corners of his mouth were not salty.
Only then did Fu Zhengchu notice the man standing by Sang Zhi.
He looked at Duan Xuan and politely asked: "This is it?"
Sangzhi honestly said, "My boyfriend."
It seemed that Duan Jiaxu was familiar, Fu Zhengchu stared at him for several seconds. Afraid that it seemed too abrupt, he coughed softly and retracted his gaze: "That won't bother you, I'll pick up my grandma."
Sang Zhi waved his hand at him and said politely, "Go, get in touch."
Then she followed Duan Jiaxu and went on.
After a few steps, Fu Zhengchu shouted at her again. This time, there was an incredible amount of sound in her voice, as if Sanguan was subverted: "Sang, Sang!"
Sang Zhi turned back again: "Ah?"
But Fu Zhengchu's gaze was not on her body, instead he stared straight at Duan Xu, as if thinking of something. He was split by thunder, his lips moved, and only three words came out at the end: "Nothing."
Sang Zhi is also inexplicable: "Then you go to pick up your grandma, don't let the elderly wait long."
He was quiet for a moment and nodded.
This time Fu Zhengchu said nothing and turned into the airport.
After he left, Duan Jiaxu squeezed her fingertips and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, this boy has made you cry before?"
Sangzhi muttered, "How long ago, I can hardly remember it if you don't mention it."
Duan Jiaxu repeated what she said just now: "Yes, time, connection, relationship."
Sang Zhi didn't think he was ignorant, and couldn't help but say, "You can't hear me? And he has a girlfriend and he doesn't like me anymore. Last time I met, he also told me that he was young and ignorant. . "
Duan Jiaxu's expression was casual, and he ended with a whisper: "Last time I met."
"..."
"Why are you carrying your brother to meet other men?"
Sang Zhi said blankly: "Classmates party."
She frowned. "How can you find my stubble now if you find a chance."
"What's the difference?" Duan Jiaxu laughed out loud. "I don't have to guard against it, my husband and wife."
"..."
Seeing that he still wanted to continue to look at these marginal old accounts, Sangzhi took the initiative to open up the topic and mentioned Fu Zhengchu's response: "When he called me for the second time, his expression seemed strange."
Duan Jiaxu: "It's strange."
Sangzhi couldn't understand him: "Why did he react? That look was like suddenly finding out that I had changed my personality or changed my appearance."
Duan Jiaxu laughed, "It's not that serious."
Sang Zhiyi: "You know?"
"Ok."
"how do you know?"
"you know too."
"I do not know."
"Think about it."
For a moment, Sang Zhi couldn't remember, and said blankly, "What?"
"You classmate, I remember that when I first met me, I was going to help you see the teacher for your brother." Duan Jiaxu patiently reminded, "So, he should think I am your brother."
"..."
"He may now think that we two are incestuous."