Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

The car didn't drive to the gate of the community and stopped at the side of the road.

They got out of the car.

Duan Jiaxu stretched his lower body, turned his neck gently, reached out and rubbed his shoulders. He went into a nearby pharmacy and picked up some medicine for bruising on the shelf.

Sang Yan followed slowly, leaning against the door and waiting. His face usually doesn't have any expression. At this moment, because of his unhappy mood, his eyes became colder, and with a dark suit, he looked a little scary.

The clerk at the front desk couldn't help but glance in his direction.

Soon, Duan Jiaxu took the medicine to the front desk to pay.

The clerk scanned the bar code and looked up at Duan Xu's broken lips and the lilac marks on her face. She frowned, lowering her voice and asking, "Would you like to call the police?"

Sang Yan heard it clearly, and glanced at him immediately, with a little gloom.

Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu froze a little, and wanted to laugh a little, but he was afraid of touching the wound. He paid with his mobile phone and said gently: "No, thank you."

Sang Yan stepped out of the shop first. He glanced back at his face, and whispered, "This hurt, he may have healed before he arrived at the police station."

"..." Duan Xuan didn't care about him, pointing to the neighborhood not far away, "over there."

The two returned to Duan Xu's residence.

He lived alone, and basically no one else came in the house except for his childishness. The shoes on the shoe rack are single, only his shoes and a pair of indoor slippers.

Most of the colors are darker, so the childish pair of pink slippers stand out.

Sang Yan glanced and sneered.

"..."

Duan Jiaxu didn't mean to take care of him, and said lazily, "Just barefoot."

Treating it like his own home, Sang Yan walked towards the refrigerator as soon as he entered the door, and took a bottle of Coke from the inside. Glancing around the snacks in the refrigerator, they quickly closed.

Sang Yan returned to the living room.

Duan Xuan had already come out of the room, holding the changed clothes in his hand. He noticed something on his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly, reminding softly: "That's it."

Sang Yan: "?"

"Snacks and drinks in the refrigerator, and things in this cupboard," Duan praised gently and politely, "I hope you try not to touch them."

Sang Yan didn't lift his eyelids and said leisurely, "You have gold in this Cola?"

"No," Duan Jiaxu laughed. "It's just my girlfriend's."

"..."

This change of identity made Sang Yan feel particularly uncomfortable and awkward.

He gave Duan Xu a cool look, too lazy to take care of it.

Duan Jiaxu entered the bathroom. He took off his clothes and shot himself in front of the mirror. The corners of the lips were cracked, the left corner of the eye was swollen, and the bruise on the cheek was accompanied by some bloodshot blood.

There were also purple spots on several parts of the body, and the whole body hurt.

I don't know if I can lighten up tomorrow.

Sangzhi could cry with the thought that Jiang Ying had poured a glass of water before. This time it looks more embarrassing than last time, and I don't know how she will react tomorrow.

Duan Jiaxu sighed, opened the shower, and raised the temperature of the water a bit, soothing the soreness slightly. The speed of his bath has always been fast, but this time because of injuries, he took longer to rinse.

By the time he got out of the bathroom, Sang Yan had already played a game, and now he was holding the remote control and changing the TV channel.

On the coffee table were a few packets of opened snacks.

Sang Yan leaned over to take a bag and lost a potato chip into his mouth.

Duan Jiaxu glanced and said nothing. He took the medicine out of the bag, applied it to the wound, and said casually, "When are you going back to Nanwu?"

Sang Yan: "Not so fast."

He noticed Duan Xu ’s move and said, "Is this injury necessary?"

"..." Duan Jiaxu laughed, "It really hurts."

"Except for the first one," Sang Yan leaned against the back of the sofa, his voice awkward. "Where do I work harder? It's like tickling, it's time to loosen your muscles."

Duan Jiaxu didn't talk, opened his clothes and sprayed medicine on the abdomen.

"Tomorrow, the little devil saw it, and presumably said that I was bullying you." Sang Yan yawned, his voice was drowsy. "Come, I am fair, and I will punch you."

Duan Jiax raised an eyebrow and said quietly, "Forget it, I haven't hit anyone, I won't."

Sang Yan: "If you want to fight, fight, what's the problem?"

For three seconds of silence, Duan Jiaxu lowered his medicine in his hand, leaned his head on his side, and said very cooperatively: "Then you stand up, it's hard to sit."

"..."

The war had already been suspended.

But the incident was inexplicably provoked again, but this time it was Sang Yan who asked for help. But he didn't seem to see this in his eyes, and his voice was extremely disdainful: "Fight fast."

Duan Jiaxu laughed: "I really don't."

I just got upset, and it really didn't matter. It's really a bit of a thought, Sang Yan pointed his face impatiently: "Fist up and hit here-"

Before he finished speaking, Duan Jiaxu had already started and punched him in the position he said.

"..."

Sang Yan's head turned a little and he took a step back and hit the shoe cabinet. He felt numb in half of his face, his teeth rubbing against his lips, and his teeth hurt. He ripped the corners of his mouth, laughed angrily, and only gave him a thumbs up.

Things have evolved inexplicably.

The two were sitting on the sofa and applying medicine.

"Some regrets," Duan Xuan said, spraying the back of his hand, slowly, "I also hurt my hand after hitting it."

Sang Yan covered his face with a hot towel and said blankly, "You're strong enough."

Duan Jiaxu laughed lowly: "I really don't."

"roll."

Duan Jiaxue's mobile phone has been ringing.

I can guess that Sang Zhi was sending him a message, Duan Jiaxu speeded up and finished the medicine, and then he took a tissue and wiped his hands, and picked up the phone to reply.

Sang Yan was annoyed at hearing: "Can you turn off your voice?"

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes and said leisurely, "No."

"..."

"Look at it like this," Duan praised his eyes slightly bent, and thoughtfully, "your phone is quite quiet."

"..."

"Okay," noticed the time, Duan Xu didn't make trouble with him anymore, stood up, "I have to work tomorrow, you take care of it yourself, I'm ready to sleep."

"Wait a while," Sang Yan said. "Born underpants."

"..."

"What's wrong? I'll pay you back in a few days. And," Sang Yan put his feet on the sofa, without any sitting posture. "Where can I sleep tonight? I can't let my guest sleep on the sofa?"

A moment of silence.

Before long, Duan Xiao bent down and lightly tapped his chest with his fingertips. Tao Huayan smiled passionately, the ending was dragging, and it sounded too ambiguous: "Sorry, I don't sleep with men."

"..." Sang Yan said, "Can you stop disgusting me?"

Duan Jiaxu opened the cabinet and took out a new set of toiletries. By the way, he went back to the room to take a suit and threw it to Sang Yan: "I'm asleep, the living room is yours."

"..."

He took two steps to the room, and then backed back: "It's not disrespecting you, brother, I've been beaten up by you today, so I need to take a break."

Sang Yan: "Get out."

After thinking about it, Duan Jiaxu casually made up the sentence: "I will lock the door."

"..."

After finishing the video with Li Ping, Sang Zhi took a bath and returned to bed, always sending a message to Duan Xu. She tried to send a message to Sang Yan, and found that he hadn't pulled himself out of the blacklist, and soon stopped.

Duan Jiaxu was slow to reply.

Thinking that the two of them should have something to say, Sanzhi didn't bother him all the time.

Sang Zhi played with her cell phone for a while, thought about it, and sent a video call to Duan Xu.

He did not answer.

A message was sent soon: [No clothes. 】

Mulberry: "..."

Duan Xiaoxuan: [Can you? 】

Before waiting for Sang Zhi to reply, she had already returned a video call to her.

Sang Chi took a breath, hung up subconsciously, and returned to a voice call. After connecting, she frowned and said, "Can't you get dressed? Aren't you afraid of cold?"

Duan Jiaxu always passed over with a smiling voice: "Too lazy to wear."

"..."

"I don't want to watch?" Duan Jiaxu lowered her voice, as if whispering to her, and as if confused, "It's pretty sexy."

"..." Sangzhi was speechless. "Have you had a drink with my brother?"

"Did not drink."

Sang Zhi was talking about business and wouldn't make trouble with him: "Is that all right?"

Duan Jiaxu laughed and said, "Just got scolded, it's okay."

Sang Zhi calmed down and mumbled, "You let him scold first, I'll find a chance to help you scold back."

Duan Jiaxu quietly hummed.

"Why did my brother come here suddenly?"

"Looking at what he meant, it seemed to want to come and see," Duan Jiaxu said, "Do you live in the dormitory now, or with your graduate boyfriend?"

"I'm so casual." Sangzhi rubbed his eyes and muttered, "That's all right, I'm going to bed."

"OK, good night."

"Then what is my brother doing tomorrow," Sang Zhi remembered, "Did he say when he would go back?"

"Say staying for a while. Go to bed and leave him alone."

Early the next morning, Sangzhi arrived at the company on time.

Because he didn't arrange the report, Sang Zhi was trained by Shi Xiaoyu. Probably because of lack of sleep, her temper is more irritable today than usual: "Do n’t you want to do it? Which one of the things you asked you to do well?"

Sang Zhi thought about it, "I feel like I'm doing quite well."

"Sangzhi!" Shi Xiaoyu blushed with anger, cursing loudly, "Do you think this is your house? You think the company paid you for playing? Give me a break if you don't have the ability!"

Sang Zhi didn't understand why her emotions could fluctuate so much. She said seriously: "When will I be playing? And I just came here for an internship and wanted to learn something."

Shi Xiaoyu sneered: "Be obedient to me if you don't have the skills. Do whatever you ask me to do. Don't fight me all day long."

"Oh," said Sang Zhi, "reasonable I will listen."

"Isn't it very obedient at first? Why? I can't stand it?" Shi Xiaoyu said, "Seriously, I think you look good and your education is not low. Why do you have to grab someone's boyfriend? Don't you feel sick?"

"..."

The two made such a noise, and the colleagues next to him turned their attention.

Sang Zhi raised her eyes: "Who's my boyfriend? Jiang Ying?"

"You know it yourself."

"Sorry, my boyfriend hadn't even touched the other woman's hand before me." Sangzhi stared at her, his tone gradually becoming harder. "And, you remember to let your friend see Doctor, have you never seen her go crazy before? What do you fantasize about every day?

Shi Xiaoyu froze: "But she told me--"

The quarrel between the two was indeed not small, and Zhang Hui in the conference room was also led out, coldly: "What are you doing! Come in!"

Both were trained by Zhang Hui.

During this time, Shi Xiaoyu also passed on some of his childish practices to his ears. Zhang Hui is a kind person who doesn't seem to be used to this kind of behavior, so she warned her a few words.

Shi Xiaoyu also converged a lot.

This quarrel reduced the relationship between the two to a freezing point, but made Sang Zhi feel more comfortable.

It's OK to get off work.

Sang Zhi had finished the work at hand, and was too lazy to do even superficial work. She took Shi Xiaoyu directly as air, only said goodbye to a nearby colleague, and then left.

Sang Zhi and Duan Xuan both have to go to work today, and no one has the time to deal with Sang Yan. The two had scheduled an evening dinner at a seafood restaurant near her, and now they had Sang Yan by the way.

As soon as he left the company, Sang Zhi saw Duan Xiaoxu in a familiar position. She trot past, wondering where Sang Yan was, and suddenly noticed the injury on his face.

"..." Sang Zhi swallowed the words in his mouth instantly.

Duan Jiaxu took her hand and said, "Your brother is going to take the place first, and we are now passing by."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and guessed instantly. Holding on to her anger, she asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

Duan Jiaxu's lips have been swollen, and the blood on his face has dissipated slightly. He scratched the skin under his eyes and said, "I accidentally caught it."

Sang Zhi screamed: "Sang Yanyan fists up."

"..."

She stared at his face firmly, and quickly turned around, heading for the seafood restaurant. Not long after looking back at him: "Don't tell me you stood and called him yesterday."

Duan Jiaxu coughed softly: "Neither."

Sang Zhi asked, "Where else?"

"No," Duan Xu said calmly. "Just that on his face."

As if thinking about the authenticity in his words, Sanzhi stopped in place, nothing happened. After a short while, she raised her hand suddenly and touched the position of his stomach without warning.

The soreness caused by this sudden touch makes Duan Xuan's conditioned reflex take a step back and his expression also changes slightly.

Extraordinarily obvious response.

Sang Zhi was completely out of fire: "I'm going to kill him."

"..."

This restaurant's business is good. Most of the locations are full. Sang Yan is sitting in the restaurant by the window. He flipped through the menu bored, Yu Guang noticed someone coming by.

When he was about to raise his eyes, his neck was strangled from behind, and he was almost out of breath. Sang Yan coughed hard, and subconsciously cursed: "Fuck."

Accompanied by the sound of Sang Zhi pressing the fire: "You're done."

He noticed that Duan Yan was standing beside him, and Sang Yan instantly understood what he said, "Before I get angry, let me loose."

"I'm going home this time-no, I'm starting now," Sang Zhidang didn't hear him, held his face firmly, stretched out his hair, "I talk to my mother every day, and say bad things about your girlfriend every day, You do n’t want to let her in, you dream! What I told you yesterday— "

Sang Yan pulled her hand off: "Dare you."

"You don't make sense yourself! Who asked you to hit someone? Even if you hit it! You still-!" Sang Zhiyue said more and more, her eyes became red, her hands got entangled, and her strength increased with her tone. "Hit so heavy--! I want to arrest you yesterday, I'm sure! I tell you! I'll follow you from today!"

Sang Yan took a deep breath. "Speak well."

After finishing the last sentence, Sang Zhi also let go of her hand, and the voice gradually began to cry: "Sang Yan! You bully my boyfriend! I want to break with you!"

"..."

After venting the anger, Sang Zhi stared at him again for a while, then turned to the toilet.

Duan Jia Xu cleared his throat, reached out and patted Sang Yan's shoulder, then followed up. It didn't take long before that, and soon, he returned to his place by himself.

Noting Sang Yan's gaze, Duan Jiaxu explained, "She went to the bathroom."

Sang stretched his hands and rubbed his face, laughing angrily: "Damn, don't stop for a while, I really want to kill this little ghost."

Duan praised: "I must stop it then."

"..."

"Take care of the little girl," Duan Jiaxu said on behalf of Sang Zhi, "that little effort won't hurt you."

Sang Yan was angry: "Get out of here."

"Brother, take a look." It seems to enjoy this kind of taste, Duan Jiaxu said with a smile, "When will you be free again to me?"