People were coming and going around, and all kinds of sounds covered Sang Zhi's whimpering. She felt a little embarrassed, and wanted to find a hole to hide herself, and also wanted to stop her tears and pretend that nothing happened.
No matter what, it's fine, at least not like this.
I feel extremely ashamed.
That woman is very beautiful and speaks very softly. She seems to be a very good person at first glance. She should be able to help him a lot in life and emotions. Unlike her, who is willful and rebellious in everyone's eyes.
Like a burden, it will always bring him trouble.
From the beginning, it was an extremely redundant existence.
Of no use.
He also needs to use extra energy to take care of her when he is busy.
Seeing Sang Zhi not daring to cry, Duan Jiaxu suddenly remembered his first meeting with her.
At that time, she would cry wantonly and have no scruples about anything. Her biggest worry was just what the teacher said today, "please parents."
Have you really grown up?
Or maybe his tone just now was too much.
Duan Jiaxu pursed his lips lightly. He had no tissue on him, so he could only wipe her tears with the sleeves of the coat draped over her body: "Stop crying, brother doesn't think you are in trouble."
"..."
"It's cold here, put on your coat."
Sang Zhi sniffed and obeyed obediently.
"It's good that you can figure it out yourself and realize that you are wrong." Duan Jiaxu said slowly, "Everyone doesn't want to be angry with you. They are worried that something will happen to you. They are acting like this because they are anxious. Do you understand?"
She lowered her eyes and choked, "I know."
"Get up and wash your face." Duan Jiaxu glanced at his phone. He seemed a little uncomfortable. He turned his head and coughed twice before continuing, "Brother will take you to have lunch first."
Sang Zhi shook his head slightly: "I'm not hungry."
"Why aren't you hungry?" Duan Jiaxu stood up and said calmly, "Are you planning to go on a hunger strike for the sake of a man?"
"..."
"Child." Then Duan Jiaxu looked around and pointed not far away, "The toilet is over there, can you see it?"
Sang Zhi paused for a few seconds and nodded.
"Go over and wash your face." Duan Jiaxu thought for a moment and then said, "Give me your ID card. My brother will help you ask about your ticket. I will come over to find you later. Don't run around."
Seeing this, the woman next to her said, "Let me take her there."
Sang Zhi handed her his ID card from his bag, stood up silently, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the woman.
The next second, Duan Jiaxu said: "No need."
After hearing these two words, Sang Zhi walked towards the toilet without saying a word. After walking for a while, she suddenly stopped and looked in the original direction.
Sang Zhi could see the two people still standing where they were.
The woman is wearing a black slim-fitting dress, which outlines a beautiful figure. The skirt is tattooed with retro patterns and reaches the middle of her calf. She is tall, about 1.7 meters, and is only half a head shorter than Duan Jiaxu in high heels. Her face
There was a smile on his face, not knowing what he was talking about, and then he reached out and patted his arm.
Then, Sang Zhi saw that Duan Jiaxu also smiled.
She pursed her lips hard and looked away.
Sang Zhi walked into the toilet and looked at her appearance in the mirror. Her eyes were red and swollen, her nose was red, and there were tears on her face. She lowered her head and rinsed her face with water repeatedly.
The cold water irritated the skin and re-stimulated her tear ducts.
No matter how much I wash it, I still shed tears.
An old woman next to her saw her like this and subconsciously asked: "Little girl, are you okay?"
Sang Zhi took out a tissue, lowered her eyes and said, "This water is too cold."
She seemed to have found a reason to explode, and tears fell uncontrollably: "Why is this water so cold..."
"Then don't wash it." The old lady didn't think the reason was strange. She sighed and took a warm baby from her bag and handed it to her, "It's been a bit cold these two days. Remember to wear more clothes."
Sang Zhi didn't answer, sobbed and said, "No, thank you, grandma."
The old lady didn't say anything more, she just comforted her a few more times and left.
After a while, Sang Zhi managed to adjust her mood. She noticed the suit jacket on her body, took it off, held it in her arms and walked out.
Duan Jiaxu was already waiting for her outside.
This time he was the only one left, and the woman just now had gone somewhere.
Sang Zhi walked over.
Seeing the coat in her hand, Duan Jiaxu frowned: "Why did you take off your clothes?"
"I just washed my face to avoid getting it dirty." Sang Zhi lied casually, with a heavy nasal sound in his voice, "And I'm not cold."
She glanced at Duan Jiaxu: "You can wear it."
Duan Jiaxu made no other moves, just stared at her. After a while, he sighed imperceptibly and lowered his eyebrows: "Did my brother speak too harshly just now?"
Sang Zhi shook his head: "No."
"Then are you kids all forgetful?" Duan Jiaxu put on her coat again, "It's only been a year, how come you have become like a stranger to your brother?"
"..."
He said slowly: "You have made my brother very sad."
Sang Zhi didn't know what to say, so he had to change the subject: "Do you still have a flight ticket?"
"Well, I bought it for you at two o'clock in the afternoon." Duan Jiaxu handed her the boarding pass and ID card in his hand, "I've already got the boarding pass for you. Let's go have a meal first. I'll take you through the security check later.
.”
"Okay." After a few seconds of silence, Sang Zhi said again, "How much will it cost?"
"Not much money." Duan Jiaxu loosened the tie around his neck and didn't care much, "What do you want to eat?"
Sang Zhi: "Anything is fine."
Duan Jiaxu took her to a McDonald's in the airport.
The two of them ordered something casually, but neither seemed to have much appetite. He didn't mention the woman just now, nor did he say where she went. Sang Zhi didn't have the courage to ask.
She was afraid that she would not be able to maintain her expression when she heard the word "girlfriend" from his mouth.
Perhaps noticing that she was in a bad mood, Duan Jiaxu would say a few words to tease her from time to time. His voice was a little hoarse, and he would always turn his head to one side and cough when he spoke.
Sang Zhi couldn't help but ask: "Are you sick?"
"Yeah." Duan Jiaxu said casually, "I have a bit of a cold."
Sang Zhi was quiet for a while, and then said, "Remember to take your medicine."
Duan Jiaxu smiled: "Thank you, Xiao Sangzhi, for your concern."
He was playing with the box given by Sang Zhi in his hand and asked with raised eyebrows: "Brother, can you open it and take a look?"
Sang Zhi bit into her fries and nodded silently.
Inside is a tie.
Dark red base, black and white stripes embellishment.
Duan Jiaxu didn't touch it. He took a few glances and closed the box. His eyes curled up and he seemed to be in a very good mood: "Thank you, little Sangzhi. My brother is very happy after receiving this gift."
Sang Zhi hummed. Soon, she wiped her hands with a tissue, took out all the cash she had brought with her from her schoolbag, and stuffed it into the pocket of her suit jacket.
The two sat for a while.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Duan Jiaxu got up, took Sang Zhi to the security checkpoint, and gave a few instructions: "When you go back, listen to your uncle and aunt, study hard, and don't be unhappy because of this matter again."
Sang Zhi took off his coat and gave it back to him: "I understand."
She paused for a few seconds and suddenly said: "Brother Jiaxu, you don't need to tell me."
——If you are in love, you don’t need to tell me.
Duan Jiaxu didn't understand and his eyelashes fluttered: "Huh?"
Sang Zhi did not explain, but forced a smile and walked backwards towards the security checkpoint. Then, she waved to him: "Then, I hope you will be happy every day."
Maybe the seats by the window were all sold out, and Sang Zhi's seat was by the aisle. She actually didn't cry anymore. After getting on the plane, she asked the stewardess for a blanket and put it on her head and fell asleep.
She had a dream.
She dreamed that she was not thirteen years old when she met Duan Jiaxu.
But eighteen years old.
She dreamed that there was still a seven-year age difference between her and Duan Jiaxu, but it was no longer an insurmountable gap.
Dream about her dreams coming true.
Dreaming, it turns out that having a secret love is okay, and it is not just a matter of one person.
Got off the plane.
Sang Zhi turned on his cell phone and called Sang Yan. After a few hours, his anger subsided a lot, and his voice was particularly calm: "Come to Exit T2, I'll wait for you here."
She said obediently and followed the flow of people outside.
When he went outside, Sang Zhi saw Sang Yan's figure, and then he lowered his head and hung up the phone.
Sang Yan came over and glanced at her face, as if he wanted to say something, but quickly swallowed it all back in his stomach. He grabbed her wrist and said lightly: "Forget it, I won't scold you anymore.
.go home."
"..."
"Your teacher, your mother asked for leave for you." Sang Yan said in a bad tone, "When you go back, your parents will scold you, I can't help. Because I want to scold you too."
"..."
"You are really—"
Before he finished speaking, he heard Sang Zhi sniffing.
Sang Yan stopped speaking, turned around, and stared at Sang Zhi's drooped head, unable to see her clearly. He stopped, sighed suddenly, and opened his arms toward her: "Hey, kid."
"..."
"Stop crying, falling out of love is no big deal." Sang Yan said, "Come here, brother, give me a hug."
When I got home, Sang Rong and Liping hadn't come back yet.
Her trip seemed like she really just went to school in the morning, got out of school at 1:00 p.m., and then returned home. Everything was no different from usual.
Sang Zhi walked into the room and silently put together the dolls on the bed, the gifts given by Duan Jiaxu in the past few years, and the milk bottles on the window sill. She stared at the empty space on the bedside table, thinking of the things she had smashed into pieces.
piggy bank.
She stood up and tore off the photo of Yihe University that was posted on the wall.
Stared for a long time.
Tears suddenly started falling again, one by one.
The image of Duan Jiaxu smiling at that woman repeatedly came to mind.
Sang Zhi erased it with the palm of her hand. Because she was holding back the cry, her whole body was shaking. She raised her head and slowly glued the photo back. Then she took it out of her drawing book and pinched it.
Inside, there are notes written with those two dreams.
Picking up the pen, Sang Zhi quickly crossed out the second one.
An unattainable dream.
It should be discarded.
The man she has liked since she was thirteen.
Her secret love since she was thirteen.
From that time on, I had the idea of growing up quickly and being with him.
Now Sang Zhi found out.
Maybe, even if she does grow up, he will already be with someone else.
Or, even if she does grow up, in his eyes, she will still be the child who cried because she couldn't hand in her homework, and who will never grow up.
Sang Zhi began to have less contact with Duan Jia Xu.
He would still buy her gifts during festivals, and would ask about her results after every major and minor exam. Sang Zhi would reply, but would no longer answer his calls.
When he asked about it, he just used "too busy studying" as an excuse to get past it.
Only on holidays and his birthday, Sang Zhi would take the initiative to send blessing text messages. After all, this man really loved her as his sister and was really good to her.
She couldn't do it and completely treat him as if he had never existed.
I can't just cut off contact with him directly.
Sang Zhi did not take the initiative to ask about Duan Jiaxu's situation, and even blocked his circle of friends. She put all her energy into her studies, and chose science when she was divided into classes in her second year of high school. She also applied to live on campus.
As time passed, she didn't even bring her cell phone.
The grades have also improved from the middle to the upper reaches of the grade.
The little girl's facial features gradually opened up, her chin became pointed, and her eyes appeared big and bright. Her skin was naturally white and her lips were red. When she smiled, there were two small pear dimples on her lips, which was cute and beautiful.
His figure seemed to have taken a beating, and he had grown to a height of 1.65 meters.
Sang Zhi gradually became famous in her grade.
Because of her beauty, some people privately and unofficially considered her to be a top beauty. Moreover, the physics teacher in the key class always talked about her and praised her when teaching in other classes, making her extremely proud.
Because of this, many people know that there is a female top student in a key science class who has an extremely beautiful face. The most important thing is that her grades have never fallen below the top five in her age group.
Physics scores are basically perfect every time.
The results are good and beautiful.
When these two points are combined, she becomes the "goddess" of others in their school days.
Sang Zhi could often find milk snacks on the table given by people she didn't know. She would rummage through the drawers and find a love letter out of nowhere. When she returned to the dormitory after studying in the evening, she would occasionally be blocked by someone on the stairs to confess her love.
She refused them all and returned everything. Gradually, these things became less common.
In the first semester of her senior year of high school, a sports student from the next class started chasing her. After training every day, he would bring a lot of snacks to Sang Zhi, and he would come to pick her up on time after evening classes.
She didn't want to think about it, but at a certain moment, she discovered that the man's voice and tone of voice were somewhat similar to Duan Jiaxu, and he didn't say anything decisive after that.
Two weeks later.
The sports student confessed to her.
His voice was still similar to Duan Jiaxu's, but his tone was nervous and stumbling.
Sang Zhi had never heard Duan Jiaxu have such a tone.
It also made her come back to her senses in an instant, and she seriously rejected his confession according to the words Duan Jiaxu taught her.
She feels that she is quite stubborn emotionally.
Once you like one person, it is difficult to like another person again.
But no matter what she does, she can't ruin her relationship with others.
You can't just choose someone who is somewhat similar to someone you can't forget and use this person as a substitute.
Just because of this matter, Sang Zhi occasionally feels that.
When she thought of Duan Jiaxu again, she didn't seem to feel so sad anymore. Because her memories with him were only gloomy when they met for the last time.
The rest of the time is full of mottled colors.
Fresh and beautiful.
At the end of June of the following year, Sang Zhi's college entrance examination results came out. She performed stably and was more than 100 points higher than her normal score. With this score, she could get into both universities she was considering.
The family hopes that she can apply for Nanwu University, but does not want her to go too far away.
Sang Zhi thought about it for a long time and finally applied for Yihe University.
It was different from what she had thought before. Just because, in comparison, Yihe University was better for the digital media arts major she wanted to apply for.
On the day she reported to school, Sang Zhi didn't bring much luggage, only a schoolbag and a suitcase.
Originally, Sang Rong asked Sang Yan to accompany her, but Sang Zhi felt that there was nothing to accompany her. After a long time, they relented and agreed to let her go alone.
Sang Yan asked Duan Jiaxu to pick her up, but Sang Zhi also refused.
She said that it had been too long since she had seen her and it was not good to bother her.
Sang Zhi got off the plane, left the airport, and got on the school bus of Yihe University that picked her up at the airport. Under the guidance of her seniors, she checked in, received her dormitory number, and bought her daily necessities.
I said hello to my roommates and gradually became familiar with them.
She participated in the military training, and after it was over, she started taking classes and participating in club activities. She was doing all the things she had to do when she was dreaming about the future, except for one thing.
Sang Zhi’s main purpose in coming to Yihe.
It seems that in the process, it gradually became an insignificant thing.
In mid-October, it was Sang Zhi's roommate's birthday. The group took the subway for two stops and went to a seafood restaurant for dinner. Afterwards, seeing that it was still early, they decided to sing at a nearby KTV.
It happens that tomorrow is Saturday, and the school has no access control.
They spend more time drinking than singing.
Sang Zhi wanted to stay out of it, but she still got several drinks poured into her.
There were more than a dozen people crowded into the small private room. Sang Zhi easily got on her face when drinking, and she soon felt a little hot and stuffy. She felt noisy and annoyed, so she ran out to get some fresh air on the excuse of going to the toilet.
In addition to the main door, this KTV also has a small door. After exiting, there is a corridor that connects a nearby supermarket and KFC.
The temperature outside is slightly cooler and extremely comfortable.
The light in the corridor seemed to be broken, flickering on and off.
My vision was also too dim.
Sang Zhi was lying on the railing, trying to take out her cell phone from her pocket to play with it. Inexplicably, she found something square in her pocket.
She lost her grip and rolled to the ground not far away.
He looked down and saw that it was a pack of women's cigarettes.
Sang Zhi was about to walk over and pick it up when he suddenly found a man standing near where the cigarette fell. He was tall and thin, wearing a simple white shirt.
From this angle, you can only see the outline of his face, which is unclear. The man is leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, which emits a scarlet light.
She felt a little familiar.
But he didn't dare to speculate on his own thoughts.
Sang Zhi felt that the pack of cigarettes was stuffed into her pocket by her roommate. She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and took two steps toward the other side, just as she was about to pick it up.
At this time, the man made some movement.
His eyelids moved, and he slowly bent down and helped her pick up the pack of cigarettes.
The lights on the top also stopped flashing dramatically at this moment.
Sang Zhi saw his appearance clearly.
Peach blossom eyes, devilish face, and that always frivolous and dissolute smile.
She saw him staring at the pack of cigarettes, and quickly raised his eyes, as if in slow motion in an old movie, his eyes met hers. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked in a drawl: "Xiao Sangzhi?"
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Just like any time before.
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