Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

After returning home, San Zhi immediately returned to the room and took a set of clothes to wash in the bathroom. Before taking off her clothes, she suddenly remembered the skirt she had just soiled and ran out again.

Sang Zhi turned around in the living room and the porch.

Didn't see the bag.

She glanced at Sang Yan's room door again. But there was some movement in the kitchen, and he could hear the sound of tinkering in it, crackling.

Isn't this just coming back?

Sang Zhi chanted "It's really edible" and went back to the room. At a glance you can see where the bag is by the desk.

She took the bag back to the bathroom, took a basin and threw all her dirty clothes in.

This is the first time Sanzi has done laundry by himself. She squeezed the laundry detergent, rubbing her hands to the mark, her movements were awkward and slow, and she was completely clean.

By the time Sang Chi got out of the bathroom, it was almost an hour.

Holding the basin, she trot to the balcony to dry her clothes. Sang Zhi was about to return to the room. At this time, he heard Sang Yan's voice.

He seemed to be on the phone, with a slightly impatient tone: "Cooked."

"What do I care about? I didn't see her uncomfortably." Sang Yan said, "What red dates angelica to add? No, mom, why didn't you say that earlier, I don't know."

"Aren't you coming back tomorrow? By then you'll take care of yourself, I'm exhausted, your daughter, bring it yourself, will you? I'll take it for two days and I'll do it-just go, drink it."

After a few seconds, Sang Yan seemed to hang up. Soon, he came out with a bowl. Seeing Sangzhi, he did not feel half distracted, and said coldly, "Come and drink by yourself."

Childishly walked slowly, "Why don't you wait to see me so."

"If I don't want to see you," Sang Yan whispered, saying one word at a time, "You are probably already killed by me now."

"..."

After that, Sang Yan didn't bother to care about her again, and returned to the room.

Sangzhi walked to the dining table, carefully raised the bowl on the table, and returned to the room. She sat at the desk and nipped at the mouth of the bowl.

Somewhat hot.

She simply set aside. Looking back, she noticed Doraemon being put on her bed.

Sang Zhi walked over, picked up the doll and put it in the corner of the bed, next to another doll she had promised to send her. She lay on the bed, her legs dangling, and poke the doll's face with her fingertips.

Soon turned over again, lying on his back, looking at the white flower ceiling.

Out of nowhere.

It seems a little embarrassing today.

Somehow, it seemed a little happy.

This sudden menarche, in addition to the abdomen soreness, and the feeling of falling, Sanzhi is actually not too uncomfortable. But the next morning, she was awoken by pain, and her belly seemed to be pierced with a needle.

Li Ping and Sang Rong have already returned and boiled a bowl of millet porridge for Sang Zhi.

"Are you still uncomfortable?" When she finished washing, Li Ping sat beside her and talked to her. "Either come, I heard your aunt said that Xiao Bing had suddenly reached one meter seven after menstruation."

Sangzhi sipped. After hearing this, she thought about it: "Little cousin?"

"Yes indeed."

Sang Zhihu doubted: "Isn't she more than one meter six?"

Li Ping: "Yeah. In that case, you might be able to grow to one meter six in one go."

"One meter six ..." Sang Zhi swallowed the porridge in his stomach and shook his head. "I want to be a little taller, preferably to one meter seven."

"Then we just have to eat well." Li Ping said softly, "slowly will grow taller."

After breakfast, I was uncomfortable lying in bed for a day, and didn't want to do anything. But thinking about the president growing up, this is the first symbol of growing up, and then it will no longer look like a child.

The pain didn't seem to be that difficult.

The next Wednesday is Fu Zhengchu's birthday.

Sangzhi had already decided not to go. After all, she was not familiar with the people in that area. Li Ping also enrolled her in a summer painting class. However, due to Yin Zhenru's serial killing call, he compromised.

Yin Zhenru's home is nearby. She came to see Sangzhi early and planned to go with them. Because KtV's location is in another district, the two of them went to the nearby bus station and waited for the bus.

In August, the weather was still very hot, and the surface temperature was hot with a smell of earth. The two little girls are wearing short-sleeved shorts, standing under the station sign with their umbrellas.

After waiting for a while, Sangzhi was a little irritable: "Isn't it one o'clock in the afternoon? Why come out so early."

"I forgot to buy a gift ..." Yin Zhenru embarrassed her tongue. "Anyway, we're going to Shang'an. We just walk around there. When we get a gift, we go to Fu Zhengchu."

"It's ten o'clock now."

"It takes about an hour to get there by car." Yin Zhenru looked at his watch. "We should be there at eleven, and we'll finish shopping for lunch. Isn't time just right?"

Sang Zhi hummed, "Can I go to lunch directly?"

"No! How can I go alone!" Yin Zhenru said, "Also, don't you say that you and Fu Zhengchu have been in the same class for six years in elementary school? How do I feel that your relationship is bad."

"It's pretty bad."

"..." Yin Zhenru couldn't believe it. "Really fake? I thought Fu Zhengchu ... just what ... you know."

Sangzhi frowned: "I don't understand what."

Yin Zhenru moved closer to her ear and whispered, "I love you secretly."

"..."

The car happened to be here.

Before waiting for Sang Zhi to reply, Yin Zhenru immediately dragged her into the car.

The bus was empty, few people, and a lot of space left. They found a seat in the back row.

Sang Zhi was still thinking about Yin Zhenru's expression, with a subtle expression: "Who told you?"

"I can see this at a glance." Yin Zhenru said, "He always asks me to come out for you. Class 6 is on the third floor, our class is on the second floor, and he still comes outside our class.

Sang Zhi asked again, "Why don't you say he loves you secretly?"

"..."

"Otherwise, why didn't he come to me directly, but come to me through you?" Sangzi's expression took for granted, "You two shouldn't have known each other before."

"... You are quite reasonable." Yin Zhenru pouted, "But if it's not about you, he won't find me at all."

silence.

Sang Zhi stared at her and suddenly pointed her finger at her right face.

Yin Zhen is inexplicable: "Why, you have nothing on your face."

Sang Zhi pointed again.

Yin Zhenru immediately hid behind, with a face of rejection: "You won't let me kiss you ?!"

"What are you talking about?" Sang Zhi looked at her speechlessly. "I just want to tell you that I used to fight with Fu Zhengchu."

"Ah? When?"

Sang Zhi recalled: "Second grade thing."

"Second grade? How old was it then?"

"I'm one year older than him." Sang Zhi said, "When young, some boys do beat girls, but not like him. He won't do this to other girls, just to me."

"what?"

"Take me as a man."

"..."

"Once." It seemed to want to confirm how ridiculous she was, and Sangzhi pointed to her right face again, biting the words clearly. "He hit me with his fist and hesitated."

With the word fist, she deliberately bit a bit more.

Yin Zhenru: "I rely, is it serious?"

"Huh? I don't know if it's serious." Sang Zhi thought for a while, then began to emphasize, "I'm not beat him. Mainly I fell to the ground without protection."

"..."

"Then I lost a tooth." After a pause, Sang Zhi continued, "I was angry at the time and pushed him."

"……and then."

"He also fell to the ground and broke his bone."

"..."

As soon as this remark was made, Yin Zhen dispelled his thoughts. When she bought a gift later, she didn't persuade Sangzhi to pick one for Fu Zhengchu.

It seems to treat them as enemies, especially taboo.

Sang Zhi was very leisurely, followed her, and looked at some gadgets by herself.

Yin Zhenru picked the gift extra randomly, and bought it when she saw a good night light. It was still early, and the two simply entered a dessert shop on the same floor.

This is a chain of dessert shops. The store is small, decorated in a Chinese style, with wooden tables and chairs, dark in color, and the colors of the lights are dim, which looks very warm.

The air conditioner was turned on very low to isolate the outside heat.

There are no other customers in the shop, only one clerk.

Hearing the sound of the door ringing, the clerk lifted his eyes, and his tone sounded a bit sleepy and lazily: "Welcome."

The sound is extraordinarily familiar.

Breathing with a childish look, he looked up subconsciously.

The man was wearing a brown apron, sitting inside the cash register, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his pupils were lighter in the light. He glanced at him and stopped in Sanzhi's face.

Then, the corners of his eyes seemed to pick like nowhere.

Silence for two seconds.

Sang Zhi shouted, "Brother."

Duan Jiaxu glanced at the girl next to Sangzhi and nodded: "Come here?"

Sangzhi: "Yes."

Yin Zhenru's eyes twitched around them and didn't speak.

Sang Zhi picked up the menu on the cash register and hesitated to ask, "Brother, are you working here?"

"Um." Duan Xia's expression didn't care much. "Go find a place to sit and come back to me if you want something to eat. I will send it to you in a while.

Sangzhi whispered, and Yin Zhenru sat in the most inner position.

Looking through the menu, Yin Zhenru quietly looked in the direction of Duan Xu, and wondered: "Who is that? I remember your brother didn't look like this."

"My brother's friend."

"It looks so handsome." Yin Zhenru covered her chest. "I remember that your brother is also very handsome. Childish, you are so happy."

Sangzhi: "Don't talk nonsense."

Yin Zhenru: "Ah?"

Sangzhi: "Where is my brother handsome?"

"..."

Soon, the two picked the dessert. Sang Zhi held the menu and walked to Duan Xuxue: "Brother, I want coconut sago and coconut milk with mango."

Duan Jiaxu: "Yes."

Sang Zhi calculated the price, then took a piece of twenty and a piece of ten from his pocket, and found out three coins. She touched it again, without touching it.

Sang Zhi put all the money on the cash register. She turned her head and wanted to return to her place to pick up her bag, and then put a dollar out of it to make up.

Just two steps later, the paragraph behind him praised and shouted, "Child."

Sang Zhi turned around and said, "Ah?"

Duan Jiaxu knocked the money on the table with a bone joint, leaned on the edge of the table with his elbows, leaned down slightly, and asked with a low smile, "Doesn't bullying my brother count?"

Sang Zhi reacted, pursed her lips, returned to the position silently, took a coin out of the bag, walked to the cash register, and put the money in front of him.

Duan Jiaxu glanced down his eyes: "It's still a short one."

"..."

Sang Zhi felt that he was cheating her money, and began to compare with him: "An eighteen yuan, a sixteen yuan, thirty-four combined, where is one dollar."

"Don't you say my brother is handsome?"

"..."

When did she say that, Yin Yinru said.

And what does this have to do with this matter.

"Secretly seeing my brother so many times, if I show it to you for nothing-" His epilogue twirled, sounding like a kid, "That brother is so deficient."