Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

I don't know if his volume is too high, or because what he said is too unacceptable, San Zhi was obviously shocked, and remained motionless.

They both stopped at the same time.

The silence made the atmosphere awkward.

Fu Zhengchu's eyes were gradually dodging, and her ears were stained with scarlet. He touched his head, pretending to be calm, and asked, "Why don't you talk."

Sang Zhi said again, a little at a loss.

She wasn't confessed, but she usually put love letters in her drawers or texted. Face-to-face confession is the first time, not to mention so high-profile.

"Alas." Sang Zhi was directly curious when this hypothesis was true, "Do you remember how you killed one of my teeth?"

"..." Fu Zhengchu regretted it very much, but he did do it, and at the moment he could only force himself to justify it, "It's been a few years ago, didn't my finger break?

Sang Zhi didn't hold a grudge: "So too."

Fu Zhengchu was relieved, raised his ears, and looked forward to her next words.

Sang Zhi didn't know how to write the word "euphemism" at all, and said directly: "Then don't like me, I don't like being younger than me."

Fu Zhengchu paused and became angry: "Aren't you age discrimination!"

"..."

"You have to say something I can change?"

Sang Zhi thought for a while: "I like to look good."

"..." Fu Zhengchu took a deep breath and pointed her with her finger. "No one except me has said that I look ugly. Are you targeting me? Did you add an ugly filter to me? "

"Just--" Sang Zhiwen swallowed, "Everyone has a different aesthetic."

Fu Zhengchu was extremely grieved: "Can I still make a facelift ?!"

"I don't know what this means." Sang Zhi was grieved at him a little, grinning, "So I told you not to like me anymore?"

"Forget it." Fu Zhengchu gave up talking to her. "When I didn't say."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Sangzhi also began to regret whether he had said too much, arrogantly, "What do you like about me?"

Fu Zhengchu glanced at her, superficial: "You look good."

Mulberry: "Oh."

Fu Zhengchu: "How would you react?"

Sangzhi: "I can't refute it."

"..."

They also stopped in front of the escalator on the third floor.

Suddenly, Fu Zhengchu felt heavy, stared at her for a while, and asked, "Are you not in love early?"

Sangzhi nodded: "Part of it is this reason."

"The other part is that I am too young, and I am ugly." The more he said, the more he felt uncomfortable. Fu Zhengchu pressed his lips hard, and his eyes began to turn red.

"..." Sang Zhi stunned, "are you crying?"

"I cry!" Fu Zhengchu felt embarrassed, turned his head and rubbed his eyes. When he wanted to say something, he suddenly noticed that there was a person standing behind him.

Fu Zhengchu hit him in sight.

Look at each other for a few seconds.

Fu Zhengchu's tears gradually dissipated, and somehow the person in front of him felt familiar.

But I can't remember where I've seen it for a while.

Perceived that Fu Zhengchu was silent for a long time, Sangzhi looked suspiciously, and looked backwards along his line of sight, and saw Duan Xuxu's figure.

I don't know how long he stood behind them.

Seeing that they all came over, Duan Xu raised his eyebrows playfully: "Did I disturb you?"

"..."

Fu Zhengchu immediately remembered who this person was.

Brother childish.

The last time Sangzhi was called a parent, he met in the office.

Thinking of what he had just said, Fu Zhengchu's back was backed up, he bowed suddenly, and a guilty conscience was caught by the bag: "Good brother Sangzhi!"

Duan Jiaxu said.

Fu Zhengchu ran to the other side with the same hands and feet: "Goodbye Sangzhi brother!"

"..."

It's very strange, obviously there is nothing wrong with it, but Sang Zhi actually has a feeling of doing bad things. After thinking for a few seconds, she decided to preemptively: "Brother, are you overhearing?"

Duan Jiaxu looked down at her: "Yeah."

"..."

He just confessed and let Sangzhi swallow the next words in an instant. She was a little bit surprised and didn't know what to say, so she just kept silent and went on.

Duan Xia followed her slowly and logically: "Our little childish charm is quite big?"

"..."

He seemed to be extremely entertaining, and laughed loudly, with a slight breath: "Causes little boys crying?"

Sang Zhi didn't know what to return, and flushed, "What are you doing?"

Duan Jiaxu: "Brother cares about you."

Sang Zhi was awkward: "Don't mention this."

"Okay." Duan Jiaxu opened the topic, and the smile on his face narrowed. "Last time, my brother told you what you said to you after seeing the teacher."

She instantly understood the implication of his words.

"I don't remember what you said, but I didn't fall in love." After a pause, Sang Chi emphasized again, "Absolutely nothing."

Duan Jiaxu: "It's kind of obedient."

Sangzhi hummed unhappyly.

Duan Jiaxu thought about it and whispered: "It's normal to have these ideas at the beginning of puberty. But don't hurt others, you can thank the other person for their love and then refuse.

Sangzhi: "How can I hurt him."

Duan Jiaxu: "Don't you make people cry?"

"I've made him cry more often." Sang Zhi said with confidence, "I used to fight with him. No matter who won, he cried."

Duan Jiaxu glanced up and down and laughed, "Do you still fight?"

They left the mall gate and waited for the bus at the nearby station.

Sang Zhi honestly said, "I would fight when I was young."

He lazily said, "You are still a kid now."

Silent for a few seconds, Sang Zhi could not help saying, "It's not young now."

"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu smiled, and compared her height. "Okay, it seems to be taller. I know it's good for my brother."

Sangzhi looked at him silently.

Duan praised: "Extend your hand."

Childish hesitantly reached out.

The next second, Duan Jiaxu returned the "full family" he had just given back to him, bending her lips and saying, "Thank you, Xiao Sangzhi."

Sanzianna looked up.

"Do you know what others would say about me when this is passed on?" Duan Jiaxu shuffled. "I will say that I ransom junior high school students and want to catch me in."

Sangzhi said earnestly: "No extortion, this is the money I spent on desserts."

Duan Jiaxu said, "You have eaten two hundred ah? Then others must not say that my brother is asking for a price."

Sang Zhi said he couldn't, but shoved the money back into his hands: "I'll give it to you anyway."

"Why do you give your brother money?" Duan Xu laughed. "I think my brother is miserable?"

"No." As soon as he mentioned this, Sang Chi remembered what just seemed to make him unhappy. She hesitated and apologized. "I'm sorry."

"Ok?"

Sangzhi stumbled over the words that had been brewing all afternoon, "I shouldn't have asked just now. I just look at you as if you are very busy, and then I was still bothering you. I feel embarrassed. Also, this is your hard work I ca n’t just spend that money coming. And I brought a friend. "

"..."

Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows were loose, and the corners of his lips arced: "Why do you suddenly speak so official?"

Sangzhi honestly said, "My father said he had done something wrong."

"Who said you did something wrong?"

"I don't think you're happy with what I asked," said Sang Zhi, "that's what I did wrong."

"It's okay, I'm not unhappy." Duan Jiaxu rubbed her head. "Take back the money you paid for candy."

Sang Zhi put his hands behind his back: "I don't like sugar."

"Then buy what you like." Duan Jiaxu lowered her eyelids and stared at her bright eyes. "When my brother is really too poor to open the pot in the future, will I borrow money from you again?"

After getting in the car, Sang Zhi went to the back row and sat down. She glanced at the approval in the car window, and quickly regained her gaze, looking at the money that had been tucked into his bag.

Childishly closed the zipper.

The night had not yet come, and the sky was dark red, which stained large clouds. The distant mountains are picturesque and the outline is clear and clear, embellished in this color.

Sang Zhi stretched out her finger and stroked a word "Duan" on the window.

Her mood was suddenly low.

Feeling a little puzzled.

Is it that the older you are, the more troubles you will have?

But she didn't think she was very old.

Duan Jiaxu does not seem to have.

This accidental encounter was the last time Sang Zhi saw Duan Xuan in this summer vacation. The following month, Sang Zhi attended a summer painting class and began writing summer homework.

Began to be busy, she should be busy at this age.

Sang Zhi never asked Duan Xuan with Sang Yan, and never contacted him. She didn't know if he ended up going home or if he was still working so hard part-time.

But she quietly bought a piggy bank.

Quietly, a lot of pocket money was saved in it.

Maybe it won't be used in the future.

But she occasionally felt that she might use it in the future.

The new semester of the second grade begins.

At the beginning of the class, Sang Zhi played normally and entered the key class. Most of the students in the same class were replaced by people they didn't know, and even Yin Zhenru, who she was most familiar with, was assigned to another class.

In the same class as Fu Zhengchu.

After changing classes, Yin Zhenru didn't come to Sangzhi again.

Sang Zhi himself is not a proactive personality, and the two have less and less contact. She is also a relatively lonely person, and she did not take this matter very seriously.

In an instant, it was over at the end of October.

The Rising Sun Middle School began to prepare for the school sports meeting, and went to Nanwu University next door to borrow the venue. Sang Zhi has no interest in sports, but there are not many girls in the class. She was forced by the teacher to sign up for one.

Sang Zhi could only reluctantly report a long jump.

The class also paid for the uniforms. This class uniform was designed by Chen Mingxu. According to his taste, he does not accept any rebuttal. The pattern in the center is a large sunflower that looks dazzling.

It is the dirtiest class service Sang Zhi has ever seen.

The school day.

Sang Zhi felt embarrassed, and changed to the class uniform at the school, then followed the army to the nearby Nanwu University.

Except for Sang Yan's move to the dormitory, this is the second time Sang Chi has come, and I don't think it's new.

The boys who didn't play around, gathered in a group at the stands and started to fight the Three Kingdoms. Sang Zhi watched for a while and heard the radio call for the record of the girl in the second year of the long jump, and then she came to the record office with a girl in the class.

In addition to the venue, Nanwu University also arranged a bunch of volunteers for them.

Like now.

Sang Zhi met her brother at the inspection office.

Sang Yan sits under the tent being checked. When he saw her, the corners of his lips were slightly bent, and the tip of his pen on the table lightly looked a bit harsh: "Classmate, you are not eligible to participate, go back."

Sang Zhi swallowed, "Where doesn't it fit."

"Not tall enough."

"I haven't heard that long jumps require height."

Sang Yan glanced and leaned back: "It can't be one meter and two at all." After that, he looked sideways at the person sleeping on his side and laughed: "You mean it, brother?"

The author has something to say: Sang Zhi: Sang Yan is a dog, dark and ugly.