After staring at her for a long time, the man seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of absurdity flashed in his eyes. Then, he became interested inexplicably, frowned, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Yeah."
"..." Sang Zhi couldn't calm down anymore and was on the verge of collapse, "Mom and dad agree?"
It was quiet for a few more seconds.
The man licked the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Isn't it enough to make you look good?"
After the words fell, Sang Zhi was stunned again.
Compared with Sang Yan's voice, this voice seems clearer and smoother. When speaking, the ending sound is prolonged, making it sound ambiguous and affectionate.
Her brother's voice and tone were always cold and unforgiving.
Completely, not at all different.
"Child." He chuckled and continued, "Come over and see if your brother is doing well."
Sang Zhi instantly noticed something was wrong.
At this time, there was other movement behind her. There was the sound of the door opening, and then the sound of shoes hitting the ground.
Sang Zhi turned around subconsciously.
I instantly saw Sang Yan's face.
The man has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and is a little thinner than he was a few months ago. His hair is wet, and he has a towel on his shoulders. He seems to have just taken a shower. When he saw Sang Zhi, he twitched the corner of his mouth and picked up the fruit in her hand.
The fork on the plate poked a piece of watermelon and went inside.
As if she had seen a ghost, Sang Zhi shouted tremblingly: "Brother, brother."
"What?" Sang Yan glanced at her and took a bite of watermelon, "Are you attracted by my handsomeness again?"
"I……"
Before he could finish speaking, the man behind him suddenly laughed, interrupting Sang Zhi's words.
Sang Zhi had a rare feeling of being in a hurry and couldn't help but look in his direction.
What caught his eyes was an existence that was even brighter than the sunlight outside the window.
The man's eyebrows relaxed, and his appearance became less inhumane. The ends of his eyes were raised, and there was a fine light in the light-colored eyes, full of spring, and he looked like a seductive male temptress.
Sang Zhi's heartbeat stopped for half a beat in an instant.
It was as if he had been tricked and his heart and soul had been captured easily.
Thinking that he was mocking her, Sang Yan looked at him: "Duan Jiaxu, please smile——"
Because of Sang Zhi's presence, Sang Yan did not say the next few curse words. He changed the topic, picked up the cell phone beside him, opened the text message interface, and shook it towards Sang Zhi.
"Kid, what trouble did you get into again?"
Shown above is the conversation they just had.
The short-lived emotion was interrupted by Sang Yan and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Sang Zhi immediately retorted: "How could I have caused any trouble?"
Sang Yan stared at her and raised his eyebrows: "There is no best."
"..." Sang Zhi asked him for help, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "But, brother, I have something..."
There was also a stranger present who he had never seen before. Sang Zhi glanced in his direction, then looked at Sang Yan, with a suggestive look in his eyes, but he hesitated to speak.
Sang Yan just pretended not to see it.
Then, the stranger spoke with great interest: "Sang Yan, is this your sister?"
Sang Yan walked to the bed and sat down: "Could she still be my daughter?"
"..."
Sang Zhi asked politely: "Brother, who is this person?"
Sang Yan spoke concisely and to the point: "Roommate, Duan Jiaxu."
"Don't you recognize me?" Duan Jiaxu said, "Didn't you call me brother just now?"
These words reminded Sang Zhi of her silly thoughts just now, and her sullen face instantly collapsed, looking a little annoyed.
Sang Yan sneered: "It's quite affectionate."
While talking, Duan Jiaxu had already walked up to Sang Zhi and squatted down. He looked at her seriously, his light-colored pupils seemed gentle and bewitching: "My name is Duan Jiaxu, and I am your brother's friend."
Sang Zhi opened his eyes, looking a little uncomfortable: "Oh."
After introducing himself to a half-year-old child solemnly, Duan Jiaxu turned his head and returned to his usual casual look: "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan didn't even raise his eyes and continued playing with his phone.
Duan Jiaxu asked: "It seems that I look quite similar to you?"
What are these words?
Sang Yan stopped and raised his head: "Look in the mirror."
"Then." Duan Jiaxu took the fruit plate from Sang Zhi's hand, "Why did this kid just ask me——"
"..."
There was a pause for two seconds.
Duan Jiaxu laughed again: "Did you have plastic surgery?"
"..."
After a short silence.
Sang Yan said coolly: "What do you mean?"
"Brother!" For fear of upsetting Sang Yan, he stopped going to see the teacher for him. Sang Zhi quickly changed the subject, "Didn't you say you wouldn't come back?"
"Kid." Recalling Sang Zhi's expression just now, Sang Yan said expressionlessly, "Do you think he is me?"
"……no no."
"Still think it's me after plastic surgery?"
"..."
"Where did you come up with this idea?" Sang Yan, who had always been full of confidence, said in a coquettish and nasty tone, "I have plastic surgery? And it's like this -"
Seeing that he seemed to have no end, Sang Zhi's temper also rose: "Isn't it natural that you want to be like him?"
"..."
"Mom didn't tell me that you brought your friends back." Angrily, Sang Zhi returned to his original shape, revealing his original lawless look, "And this person is the only one in the room. Isn't it normal for me to have this idea?"
Sang Yan plucked his ears impatiently: "Keep your voice down."
Sang Zhi said with a straight face: "Why should I lower my voice? I won't affect others."
The two brothers and sisters were facing each other.
Sang Yan had no intention of giving in to her sister and continued to add fuel to the fire: "It affects me."
It seems that this quarrel is going to get more and more intense.
Duan Jiaxu took the initiative to ease the atmosphere and waved to Sang Zhi: "Child, come here and eat some fruit."
With his friends here, Sang Yan was not in the mood to bully his sister who always quarreled with him. He looked at his phone and said to Duan Jiaxu, "Do you want to take a shower? After that, go back to school."
"No." Duan Jiaxu poked a piece of watermelon and handed it to Sang Zhi, "Eat the fruit before leaving."
Sang Zhi pursed her lips and glanced at Duan Jiaxu subconsciously.
At this moment, the childish and ugly quarrel with Sang Yan just now came to mind. In addition, this seemingly amiable elder brother had just revealed the embarrassing things about her so indifferently.
Grievance and unspeakable emotions came to mind.
I feel abandoned by the whole world.
Her cheeks began to feel hot uncontrollably, and there was a sour feeling around her eyes.
I started to feel embarrassed.
Sang Zhi took it in silence. The tip of her nose seemed to be blocked by something, and the hot air surged upwards. After holding it in with all her strength for a long time, a sob came out of her throat uncontrollably.
Duan Jiaxu's movements stopped.
Sang Yan also heard it and raised his eyes: "...No way."
These words are like magic.
As soon as they fell, Sang Zhi's tears were unsealed and fell out crazily. The suppressed cries amplified in an instant, echoing in the room and spreading along the walls to the living room.
"..."
The two big men froze in place at the same time.
Hearing the sound, Li Ping immediately walked in from the living room: "What's going on?"
Sang Yan reacted quickly and said shamelessly: "Duan Jiaxu, how could you bully my sister?"
Duan Jiaxu's expression was stiff.
He had never encountered such a situation and didn't know how to react.
He didn't even realize whether he had made the child cry.
Before he could say anything to explain.
The next moment, Sang Zhi grabbed the hem of his clothes and hid behind him, looking particularly scared. She looked at Liping, still sobbing, and pointed at Sang Yan with her other hand: "Mom... wu wu wu...
Brother, brother..."
Liping looked at Sang Yan with cold eyes.
Sang Zhi's cry became even more tragic: "Brother hit me..."
Sang Yan: "..."
The child cried aggrievedly, and her big tears fell straight down, as if they were about to hit someone's heart. It was rare to see Sang Zhi cry like this, and Li Ping lost her position in an instant, and coaxed her a few words gently, and then
His face changed, and he took Sang Yan to the living room and gave him a lesson.
The door opened and closed in response to their movements.
The atmosphere became colder because one person was missing. Sang Zhi loosened some of the clothes that were praised, and his crying gradually subsided.
Duan Jiaxu turned back to look at her.
The little girl is still young, and her development is not as good as her peers. She is less than 1.5 meters tall and only reaches his chest. Her eyes are big, red at the moment, and her nose is sniffling. She looks like
A rabbit.
Then, she took a pitiful bite of the watermelon.
The crying stopped completely.
Duan Jiaxu smiled and didn't ask her why she was crying. He took out two tissues on the table and said, "Don't you cry anymore?"
The emotions dissipated with the crying, and Sang Zhi's mood improved for the most part, but there was still a trace of shame remaining.
She lowered her head and said nothing.
There was a big height difference between the two, so Duan Jiaxu simply bent down and wiped her tears with a tissue: "Go and wash your face later."
Sang Zhi was used to being taken care of like this, so she didn't avoid it.
In silence.
An idea suddenly came to Sang Zhi's mind.
An idea that must be very surprising to a stranger.
After thinking for a while, Sang Zhi spoke slowly. She hadn't started to change her voice yet, because she had just cried, and she had a little milky voice when she spoke, which was particularly cute: "Brother, are you leaving?"
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelashes and said, "What?"
"Will you be free tomorrow?"
"tomorrow?"
"Yes." Sang Zhi whispered, "Tomorrow."
Duan Jiaxu chuckled: "Why do you ask about my time?"
He didn't clearly say that he had time, and Sang Zhi couldn't say: "Just, just..." He didn't say anything for a long time, and finally brought it back to the original question, this time adding a flattering title: "
Brother, are you free tomorrow?"
Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and said lazily: "What if my brother is not free tomorrow?"
Sang Zhi was anxious: "No!"
Having offended Sang Yan just now, he will definitely not help her. The only hope now is this person.
She clenched her fists and threatened dryly: "You must be free. If you are not free, I will...I will tell my mother that you two will beat me together, a mixed doubles match between men and women..."
"..."
What about mixed doubles?
Duan Jiaxu twitched the corner of his mouth: "Child, why are you so unreasonable?"
Sang Zhi glanced at him and said without confidence, "I'm still young."
"Um?"
"I still don't know how to reason."
"..."
Fine.
Duan Jiaxu smiled half-heartedly: "Tell me first what you are going to do tomorrow."
Sang Zhi hesitated for a moment and said warmly: "Can you pretend to be my brother, dear."
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows.
"Then tomorrow." She felt a little embarrassed to say it, and her voice lowered, "Go and see my teacher..."
Duan Jiaxu understood: "Have you been called a parent?"
Sang Zhi fell silent, as if in acquiescence.
"what is the reason."
Thinking of the reason she thought about in the car, Sang Zhi didn't know if he would believe it if she told her. She scratched her head and hesitated: "Can I not tell you?"
"Can."
Before Sang Zhi could breathe a sigh of relief, Duan Jiaxu added nonchalantly: "That brother is not free tomorrow."