Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

When talking to her, Duan Xia always bowed her head habitually, leaning down slightly, looking up at her.

The two are close at hand.

The warmth spitting out of his mouth seemed to be felt by the mulberry, and he also took on the faint smell of tobacco that he used to. His eyebrows were low, with broken light and confusion.

Sanji's eyelashes moved, and he took a step back uncomfortably, and said subtly, "How can you say that kind of thing?"

Duan Jiaxu slowly stood upright and calmly said, "This is not, I want to be a polite hooligan."

"..."

"If you don't like to listen." Duan Xia bent his lips, bent down again, and moved in the direction of her. "Then I will--"

Sangzhi stretched her face and grasped the hem of the clothes nervously: "Directly."

With only a few centimeters to go, Duan Xu suddenly stopped his motion, glanced upwards, and looked at her.

The little girl's eyes were large and round, clear and bright, and he was full of them. Perhaps she had never experienced such a thing, her expression was a bit stiff, and she seemed to forget her breathing.

Still pretending to be unmoved.

Duan Jiaxu straightened up and laughed softly: "Forget it."

Sang Zhi was relieved for a moment, and a little bit lost.

"Be polite." Duan Jiaxu raised her hand and tapped the corners of her eyes, her voice was low, dumb, and ambiguous, "I'm afraid you will cry."

At this time, it was already over ten o'clock. Because it was a collective life, Sangzhi didn't want to affect his housemates' schedules, so he planned to go back and wash up early.

Duan Jiaxu sent her downstairs.

Sang Zhi turned around and was about to say goodbye to him, and suddenly found that his gaze was looking away for a few seconds. She looked at the situation and found a couple who were hugging and kissing reluctantly.

"..."

At this point in time, there are a couple of couples who will return after the appointment.

At night, the light is dim, and their faces are almost invisible, so they are generally intimately indifferent.

Sang Zhi has seen it many times, and it has long been strange.

But she was applauded by this time, and she looked there thoughtfully, which made her feel awkward again.

"Then I'll go back." Sang Zhi coughed and pulled his attention back abruptly. "Compliment Brother, it's so late, pay attention to your car."

Duan Jiaxu retracted his gaze and suddenly asked, "I've been chasing for three days, can't I hold a hand?"

"..." Sang Zhi looked at him blankly and couldn't help saying, "Why are you chasing?"

"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu looked up. "No?"

"I just remind you that you can't chase people like this."

Duan Jiaxu said, "What should we do?"

"Why do you still ask me?" Sang Zhi frowned and said, "Do you want me to teach you how to chase me?"

Duan Jia paused, and said without skin or face, "No?"

"..."

"If I just reminded you, even if you walked through the back door, you don't have to go in." Sang Zhi was serious. "You can check it online or ask someone."

Duan Jiaxu laughed, "Where am I doing wrong?"

"These three days are, usually chatting on WeChat, and occasionally making phone calls." Sang Zhi hinted, "In my case, a suitor who hasn't met in three days is tantamount to no drama."

Duan Jiaxu: "Aren't you free?"

Sang Zhi: "Then what's the difference between you and netizens?"

"..."

Sang Zhi continued to make up the knife: "You are all so old, do you still want to learn online dating from others?"

Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows moved and she remembered her previous events. He looked at her with a smile. "Who do you say I learn?"

"..."

Sang Zhi also remembered the "net friend" she had compiled. She suddenly felt guilty and immediately waved hands with him, backing towards the dormitory building: "I'll just hit it anyway, you love to listen."

Duan Jiaxu returned to his car without rushing to drive. He pondered the childish words, picked up the phone, and sent her a WeChat: "Are you free tomorrow? 】

Only: [No. 】

Each time it was such a neat word.

Duan Jiaxu chuckled and said: [I suspect you are lying to me now. 】

Duan Jiaxue: [Show me your class schedule. 】

A picture was posted that second, and the course was densely packed. Like being very dissatisfied with his words, Sang Zhi added a text: [I'm full of lessons. 】

Duan Jiaxu glanced: [Really full of lessons. 】

Childish does not return.

Duan Jiaxu laughed: [We have only been wronged. 】

Sangzhi still didn't return.

He threw the phone aside and started the car.

There are few people at night and there are few cars on the road. Duan Jiaxu lowered the window halfway, thinking of the childish twists and turns in the dormitory at this time, and the curvature of his mouth rose a bit.

Duan Jiaxu's thoughts gradually emptied, and he remembered Jiang Ying, who he saw tonight.

Occasionally, he may even feel that he is mentally out of order. Maybe Jiang Ying was just an illusion that he was occasionally exhausted.

Otherwise how can there be someone who can do this,

Ten years have been entangled in another person.

Occasionally appeared before his eyes, saying similar but extreme words. Emotions have not been diluted by the years, but have intensified.

Vent all his hatreds that he should not have endured.

After being pushed down by Jiang Ying from the stairs, several classmates came to comfort him and made him avoid her as much as possible. It didn't take long for this matter, including what the class teacher said, to be heard by the school leaders.

Later, the class teacher was punished.

Considering the relationship between Jiang Ying and Duan Xuan, the school transferred him to another class.

Later, in fact, many people told Duan Jiaxu that he should not care about the teacher's words, and don't care too much about Jiang Ying's approach.

But in fact, compared to the teacher's words, what makes Duan Jiaxu feel more embarrassed is the sentence that the classmate blurted out.

—— "How can he make Jiang Ying apologize to him ..."

It was the first time that Duan praised him and felt that his dignity had been trampled on the bottom of the mud.

Even if Jiang Ying sat in front of people in the class and sneered and attacked him many times with words, he never cared, just listened.

Because Duan Jiaxu believes that everyone else should be the same, holding the same ideas as him.

They all think that this matter has nothing to do with him.

But Jiang Yinggang lost his father and felt pain, so he was verbally radical, and chose not to speak, and regarded him as the object of anger. Therefore, he can only understand and accommodate as much as possible.

But after the words of that classmate came out.

Duan Jiaxu learned that this was not the case.

It turned out to be secretly.

Some people also feel that he should pay back the sins made by his father.

Whether it is a majority or a minority.

But that sentence did have a great influence on Duan Compliment. In the later period of time, he made all kinds of difficult things for Jiang Ying, and he also accepted them.

He wanted to make himself numb to it.

He didn't want others to influence his life.

Duan Jiaxue can only force himself to understand, Jiang Ying sees herself, which is equivalent to the feeling that the scar is opened again. So he did not appear in front of her as much as possible.

But Jiang Ying's idea is completely different from him.

She felt distressed and must make him unhappy.

After the transfer, Duan Xuan's class was on the fifth floor. The original class was on the third floor, separated by a long distance, but Jiang Ying still came to find him from time to time.

It was nearing the entrance examination. Xu Ruoshu heard of this, asked his opinion, and then applied to the school to let him go home and review independently.

Later, Duan Jiaxu was admitted to Yihe No.1 Middle School.

Jiang Ying's grades were poor and he was not admitted to the same school as him. Gradually, his life began to catch his breath.

...

Unconsciously, the car drove back into the community.

Duan Jiaxu turned off the fire, picked up his mobile phone and glanced, and found that Sang Zhi answered the sentence two minutes ago: "I slept, in vain. 】

He also answered: "I'm home. 】

That end immediately returned: [Oh. 】

Duan Jiaxu laughed inexplicably. Then she took out the sugar she had just given from her pocket and stuffed one into her mouth.

Sang Zhi felt that he implied that those words that Duan approved were like stones falling into the sea, without any response. For the next few days, he was no different than before.

Only on weekends, the two came out for a meal and a movie.

Then it changed back to its original state.

She felt that if they were in love, it would be like living off-site.

In theory, Sang Zhi said she was free, but she couldn't stop eating. He couldn't come over and ask her to have a supper while having a meal.

Others chase people and deliberately create chances.

Just him, chasing people and holding a shelf.

Maybe the last word she said.

— "I'll be done anyway, you love to listen."

He answered silently in his heart, "I don't listen."

Sang Zhi grew more and more tempted.

She spit out the foam in her mouth and washed her face with a cleanser. Out of the toilet, seeing that Yu Xin hadn't got up yet, Sanzhi knocked on her bed and asked, "Aren't you going to class?"

After a few seconds, Yu Xin said vaguely, "I stayed up late yesterday to read a novel, and now I'm stuck. You can help me order one, I won't go."

Sangzhi nodded. She was actually sleepy, too lazy to put on makeup, and finally managed to lazily frown and apply lipstick. She packed up and went out soon.

This class is a large public class, and the classroom is also a large classroom.

Sang Zhi came early, and most of the positions were still empty. She sat squarely in the row next to the window and found a four-row seat.

Looking at the phone, Sang Zhi yawned and was about to get down to make up for his spirits, and suddenly noticed with Yu Guang that someone was sitting next to him. She lifted her eyes subconsciously, her eyes stopped for a moment, her expression dull, and she looked stupid.

The person in front of him was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, and his temperament was clean and clean. He looked at her sideways, raised his eyelids, and the corners of his lips hung as usual: "Coincidentally."

"..."

"You take this class, too?"

"..." Sang Zhi still didn't respond, and her breathing slowed down. "Don't you need to go to work?"

"Adjustment."

Sangzhi scratched his head: "How do you know that I was here in class?"

Duan Jiaxu laughed: "Isn't I asking for a timetable?"

"Oh." Sang Zhi looked away and whispered, "Are you going to join me in class?"

Duan Jia promised concisely: "Meet by chance."

"..."

Not to mention that your university is not in Iowa at all. If you have graduated almost four years ago, where did you say these two words?

There are ten minutes to go to class.

Sang Zhi muttered, "Still dressed like a college student."

Duan Jiax raised an eyebrow: "Young?"

Mulberry: "OK."

Duan Jiaxu: "Okay, then I will wear it like this."

"..."

Sang Zhi was also a bit difficult to keep calm because of his sudden appearance.

She took out her book, lay on the table, and decided to follow his plan before he came. By the way, she calmed down: "I am so sleepy, I want to sleep for ten minutes. Otherwise, I will fall asleep after class and the teacher will ask me to get up and answer questionable."

Duan Jiaxu stared at her for two seconds and laughed angrily: "I'm sleepy as soon as I come?"

Sang Zhi justified: "I was sleepy."

Duan Jiaxu: "Okay, you sleep."

Sang Zhi narrowed his eyes, and because of his strong sense of existence, drowsiness disappeared without a trace. Maybe it was her illusion. She always felt that the praise was staring at her during this period.

For a long while, she hesitated to change her direction.

I'm afraid it will seem deliberate.

Sang Zhi suddenly remembered that she didn't make up much today.

Ugh.

Why not say it in advance.

Then she won't be lazy.

Duan Jiaxu supported her face and stared straight at her exposed side. Her features are small, her skin is smooth and delicate, and her lips are buried in the arms.

After a few seconds, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Duan Jia Xu paused for a few seconds, Peach Blossom eyes bent.

Pretend to sleep.

Duan Jiaxu's eyes brought a touch of playfulness, suddenly stood up, then slowly approached her. Then, she touched her cheek with her fingertips, her lips pressed close at the same time, and kissed her on the back of her hand.

Make a shallow sound.

The next moment, he saw Sang Zhi open his eyes and looked up.

Staring at his face not far away, her lips moved and looked at him in disbelief. Sang Zhi stayed for a few seconds, as if thinking about what had just happened.

Duan Jiaxu laughed and said, "How did you wake up?"

Sang Zhi looked back, his cheeks including the ears were burning, and his mind was occupied by the words "stealth." She shouted angrily: "Duan praise!"

The first time I heard her shouting like this, Duan Xia stunned, laughed out loud, and asked incredibly, "What did you call me?"

"..."

Duan Jiaxu solemnly reminded: "Childish, pay attention to politeness."

"..."

"The two of us are in this relationship, you just call me like that," Duan Jiaxu said slowly. "Not quite right?"

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