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24, secretly

Duan Jiaxu bent down and looked at her level: "Give it to me?"

Hearing what he said, Sang Zhi suddenly felt that using the word "give" seemed inappropriate. She thought about it and immediately changed her words, saying softly: "Give back to you."

When Duan Jiaxu was about to say something, he raised his eyes and suddenly noticed Sang Yan's expression. He raised his eyebrows slightly, changed his attention instantly, and smiled lightly: "Okay."

Later, Duan Jiaxu took the money and said leisurely: "Thank you, sister, for giving brother money."

aside.

"Hey, Sang Yan, why do I feel that she looks more like Lao Xu's sister..." Before Chen Junwen could finish his words, he suddenly noticed Sang Yan's emotions and immediately retracted his words, leaned over and patted his shoulder,

"Forget it."

"..."

Walking back to the entrance of Nanwu University, the four of them separated in twos.

Sang Zhi bit off the last strawberry and subconsciously glanced at Duan Jiaxu's back. Not long after, her eyes turned and suddenly met Sang Yan's unfriendly gaze.

She felt guilty for no reason, and immediately pretended to be looking at the scenery: "...What are you doing?"

Sang Yan ignored her and hailed a taxi on the side of the road with an expressionless face.

Sang Zhi was afraid that he would find something wrong, and her heartbeat was beating like a drum. She pretended to be calm, straightened the corners of her lips, showing an expression of not showing her emotions, opened the car door and got in first.

The two brothers and sisters sat one on the left and the other on the right.

Silent and speechless.

The driver was a middle-aged uncle. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw the appearance of the two of them, and said cheerfully: "Did the brother and sister quarrel?"

Sang Zhi was stunned: "No."

She glanced at Sang Yan's face, blinked, and couldn't help but said: "It seems so."

"..."

"Uncle, just now -" Sang Zhi muttered, "my brother asked me to treat him to a bunch of rock candy strawberries, so I gave him money and asked him to buy it himself. But he didn't buy it, so I asked him to pay back the money.

Give it to me, and then he gets angry."

The driver didn't agree when he heard this: "Ah? Young man, this is your fault."

Sang Yan pretended not to hear, so he took out his headphones from his pocket and put them on.

"..."

Seeing his behavior, Sang Zhi was a little confused.

If it’s not just five yuan, why would he be like this?

Haven't his parents given him any money recently?

After hesitating, Sang Zhi didn't want to have a cold war with him, so she was bored out of her mind. She took out the five yuan and reluctantly put it into his hand: "Then I'll give it to you."

Sang Yan took off his earphones and said, "I don't care how much money you have?"

"Oh." Sang Zhi stared at him for two seconds, then silently put it back into his pocket.

"Kid, you think about it for yourself." Sang Yan smiled without a smile and decided to turn her elbow back to avoid breaking it. "Have you ever spent any money on your brother?"

"

Sang Zhi shook his head and said seriously: "But didn't you get it yourself?"

Sang Yan: "..."

"That game controller you bought during the winter vacation last year." Sang Zhi spoke slowly, "It was still two hundred yuan short, and then you stole it from my red envelope."

"Your red envelope is so thick." Sang Yan didn't feel guilty, "You still know that I took it?"

"I know you took a dollar from me."

"..."

"I just don't care about you."

"..." Sang Yan asked, "Why did you just give Duan Jia the twenty yuan?"

"Brother Jia Xu gave it to me yesterday. He saw that I was robbed of twenty dollars, so he secretly gave me twenty dollars." Sang Zhi said calmly, "It's not like you who only secretly take money from me.

"

Sang Yan: "..."

Liping specially communicated with Chen Mingxu about Sang Zhi being blackmailed by the student from Class 3 next door. In addition, the parents of Yin Zhenru from Class 3 also contacted the school on the same day and said that they had the same situation.

The school took this matter seriously.

Each class teacher asked about this matter in class and found that there were quite a few students in this situation. But most of them went to a dark Internet cafe next to the school after school, and were intimidated, so they did not dare to confess to their parents.

The black Internet cafe was reported and closed quickly.

Sang Zhi didn't know much about how the matter was resolved, and didn't pay much attention.

Later, Yin Zhenru came to Sang Zhi several times and apologized to her. But it wasn't long before she was forced to retreat by her indifference. Sang Zhi's foot injury gradually recovered, but Sang Yan still came to pick her up every afternoon as usual.

Home.

When he is not free, the person who comes will become someone else.

Sometimes it's Qian Fei, sometimes it's Chen Junwen, but more often than not -

It's Duan Jiaxu.

It was a chance to meet without her having to fight for it.

Sang Zhi noticed that Duan Jiaxu's attitude towards her was a bit like Sang Yan's. He liked to tease her, but he was gentler and took care of her emotions in many aspects.

When he notices some unusual behavior in her, he doesn't think much about it, he just finds it interesting.

His attitude remained the same as before, but he seemed to have become somewhat familiar with her.

Before that.

Sang Zhi has always felt that she suffered a disadvantage due to her age. All the things she dared not do were all because she was still young and could not take that step.

But as time passed, Sang Zhi began to change his mind for no apparent reason.

She seems to be taking advantage of her age.

Things that adults think she wouldn't understand at her age.

In fact, she has already begun to understand.

But you can also pretend to know nothing.

Sang Zhi's final exam results were not very good, falling directly out of the top ten in her grade.

A small part of the reason was that there was an extra physics subject in the second grade of junior high school; and a large part of the reason was that she was not interested in physics at all and basically never attended the class.

Performance plummeted.

Liping and Sang Rong discussed it, consulted Sang Zhi's opinion, and finally decided to let Sang Yan give her tutoring. After all, if she didn't understand the content at the beginning, the next course would probably be difficult.

But this tutorial only lasted less than half an hour and ended.

Both sides have problems.

Sang Zhi unilaterally felt that everything Sang Yan said was wrong, and she would deny everything he said; Sang Yan, on the other hand, was not very patient and felt that the content was very childish. If she didn't understand it after he said it once, she didn't want to say it a second time.

Liping had no idea and decided to hire a tutor.

But the winter vacation was not long, and she had to visit relatives during the New Year, so Sang Zhi didn't want to study at all. But her grades did drop, and she didn't have the face to refuse.

Sang Zhi struggled for a long time, and finally spent a whole night studying how to scare this tutor away.

Sang Zhi couldn't think of any solution.

I can only think of an escape tactic.

She planned to go out and play for a whole day the next day before the tutor came. In this case, the tutor would probably understand what she meant, retreat from the difficulties, and disappear from her world forever.

Li Ping told her in advance that the tutor would come at nine o'clock today. As a result, Sang Zhi made a plan, but because he was trying to figure out a solution, he slept too late and didn't get up until ten o'clock the next morning.

When she saw the time, Sang Zhi felt like she couldn't breathe.

At this time, both Liping and Sang Rong went to work, leaving Sang Yan and her alone at home.

Sang Zhi resignedly walked out of the room and glanced into the living room. Surprisingly, she saw no one. She blinked and glanced at Sang Yan's door again. It was still closed, and she looked like she wasn't awake yet.

It seems like the tutor didn’t come at all?

Sang Zhi's tense mood was completely relaxed, and she went into the toilet to wash up. Halfway through brushing her teeth, she heard the sound of Sang Yan's door opening, and subconsciously shouted: "Brother, please cook me some instant noodles."

A ham."

Her voice was a little slurred because of the foam in her mouth.

Then Sang Zhi opened the faucet and washed away the foam in his mouth with water.

I couldn't tell whether Sang Yan responded or not.

Sang Zhi washed his face and quickly left the toilet.

She climbed onto the dining chair and sat down. She heard rustling noises in the kitchen and asked casually: "Brother, do you know why the tutor didn't come?"

"..."

Sang Zhi paused when he heard the sound of tearing off packaging, and soon it started ringing again.

Sang Zhi didn't pay much attention: "Is mom not planning to find her anymore? Or is it because the tutor went to bed late and hasn't come yet. Brother, in this case, this person's professional quality is not good and he will be late for work on the first day."

There was the sound of boiling water.

Sang Zhi picked up the candy next to him, tore it open and threw it into his mouth: "Otherwise, let's change it. But I think it's almost the Chinese New Year, and it's probably not easy to find, so it's best not to look for it."

"..."

"Brother, if you can speak for me." Sang Zhi thought for a while, "My New Year's red envelope will give you one hundred yuan."

"..."

"Why are not you talking?"

"..."

"The two hundred?"

Even after all this, she still couldn't wait for his response, as if she was extremely disdainful of her little money.

Sang Zhi gritted his teeth and doubled the price: "Five hundred! Five hundred is enough!"

The next second, there was movement at Sang Yan's door again, followed by Sang Yan's slightly impatient tone: "What are you yelling about so early in the morning?"

Sang Zhi paused and turned his head.

She saw Sang Yan yawning and sitting next to her.

The sound in the kitchen still didn't stop.

Sang Zhi realized something was wrong and lowered his voice: "Brother, who is in the kitchen?"

"Huh?" Sang Yan said lazily, "Duan Jiaxu, didn't mom tell you? He will be your tutor."

"..."

Sang Zhi's expression turned petrified: "Ah, ah?"

"Ah, what? It's so embarrassing to wake up so late. Others have been waiting for you for a long time." Hearing the movement in the kitchen, Sang Yan asked, "Hey, Duan Jiaxu, are you cooking noodles?"

Not long after, Duan Jiaxu's casual voice came from the kitchen: "Yeah."

Sang Zhi: "..."

Soon, Duan Jiaxu came out of the kitchen with a noodle pot. He looked handsome and a bit noble. He was wearing a white sweater with sleeves that reached his elbows, but he still didn't have the slightest smell of fireworks.

Sang Zhi felt so guilty that she immediately lowered her head and pretended that she hadn't said anything just now.

Sang Yan glanced into the pot, got up and went to the kitchen to get a bowl.

Duan Jiaxu sat down opposite Sang Zhi and said leisurely: "Good morning?"

"……Good morning."

"I see that you are sleeping soundly." Duan Jiaxu leaned on the back of the chair, his lips curved slightly, "Your brother knocked on the door several times and you didn't wake up, so he stopped knocking again."

Sang Zhi said bravely: "I slept a little late last night."

"Really?" His eyelids moved and he said thoughtfully, "Aren't you pretending not to hear?"

Sang Zhi immediately retorted: "I really didn't hear it."

Sang Yan took out three sets of dishes and chopsticks and glanced at them: "I didn't hear anything."

Sang Zhi whispered: "I didn't hear you knocking on the door."

"Didn't you hear?" Hearing her mention it, Sang Yan remembered it. He put a bowl of noodles in front of Sang Zhi and sneered, "I'll set off firecrackers next time to see if you can hear it."

"..."

Sang Zhi felt restless after eating this breakfast.

She always felt that Duan Jiaxu's eyes were always glancing at her, as if he was extremely vindictive. After eating the last bite of noodles, she quickly ran back to the room as an excuse to pack her things.

Sang Zhi was flipping through the book and thinking about what he had just said.

Actually it's not bad.

Not a word was really directed at him.

There should be... no need to be angry, right?

Sang Zhi let out a breath and walked out of the room nervously holding the study materials he was going to use.

The table in her room is small, more than enough for one person, but it seems cramped for two people. Liping told her in advance that during tutoring time, she and the teacher would go to Sang Yan's room to study.

Just as he was about to enter Sang Yan's room, Sang Zhi secretly glanced in the direction of the restaurant.

But no one was seen.

She put her things away and walked to the living room suspiciously, where she found two men sitting on the sofa playing games, using the same controller that Sang Yan had stolen from Sang Zhi for 200 yuan.

Sang Zhi was speechless: "Isn't it studying?"

Sang Yan's eyes didn't move for a moment: "What are you studying after eating? You go and read a book by yourself first."

"..." Sang Zhi felt that Duan Jiaxu, the tutor, must have been introduced by Sang Yan. In this case, in addition to teaching her to study, she could also play games with him. "Brother, are you looking for a tutor for me or for you?"

Have you found a playmate?"

Duan Jiaxu's laughter was breathy, and he whispered: "Kid, wait a moment? My brother will teach you after playing a game."

Sang Zhi glanced at him, then walked to the edge and sat down.

His sitting posture is lazy, and he always likes to lean on the back of the chair, looking tired. There is a window sill next to him, and a few rays of sunlight fall on the tips of his hair, making it appear lighter.

Sang Zhi had never seen him play games before, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Duan Jiaxu's hands are also good-looking, with slender and strong fingers, well-defined metacarpal bones, and light blue blood streaks can be clearly seen. Compared to his usual careless appearance, he looks more focused, gentle and gentle.

Her face is as gorgeous as a monster, and is extremely dazzling.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and suddenly touched the mobile phone in her pocket. Her gaze stopped and then glanced in the direction of Duan Jiaxu. He seemed not to have noticed her observation at all and was still looking at the TV.

An idea suddenly came to her mind.

An extremely strong thought.

Sang Zhi wiped the sweat from her palms on her trousers, turned on the camera on her cell phone, carefully raised it, covered other parts of the phone with a pillow, and pointed the camera at Duan Jia Xu.

She held her breath and pressed the photo button.

The game just ended and the living room became quiet.

Then, Sang Zhi's cell phone rang with a particularly loud "click".

In this quietness, it seems extremely clear.

Perhaps it was Sang Zhi's psychological effect, but she felt that the sound was almost deafening.

Duan Jiaxu and Sang Yan were attracted by the sound and looked at her at the same time.

"..."

Sang Zhi's head was instantly filled with blood.

It's over.

It's over, it's over.

Ruined.

She! Finished!

She! No! Turn! Sound! Ah!!!

The author has something to say: Sorry, I took a nap for too long and it’s a bit late today qwq

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