Sang Zhi stopped trying to play with her cell phone. She raised her eyes and looked at him. Her head went blank for a moment, and she felt as if she was hallucinating before she woke up.
The car was quiet and soothing music echoed.
After a long while, Sang Zhi came back to his senses and reacted slowly: "Huh?"
Duan Jiaxu was still looking ahead. His profile was three-dimensional and his Adam's apple was drawn into a nice line. Hearing her voice, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise a little more, and he said in a nonchalant tone: "What?"
Sang Zhi asked in a low voice: "What did you just say?"
Duan Jiaxu didn't seem to understand: "Huh?"
Sang Zhi: "Ah?"
"Ah what." Duan Jiaxu's expression did not change, he looked gentle and calm, and he laughed several times, "Did I speak?"
"..." Sang Zhi paused and said hesitantly, "No?"
Duan Jiaxu was still laughing and said nothing.
Sang Zhi looked at him with a strange look in her eyes. She slowly looked away and tilted her head in confusion. She lowered her head, took out a thermos cup from her bag, and drank several sips of water.
Noticing her movements, Duan Jiaxu glanced at her: "What are you doing?"
Sang Zhi frowned and continued to drink water: "Sober up."
"..."
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows slightly, without any hint of guilt in his expression, and said gently: "Well, drink more."
Yesterday's wine was indeed a bit strong, and Sang Zhi was still a little nauseous and her head felt heavy. She had no appetite for food and only wanted to eat some fruit or drink a bowl of hot soup.
Duan Jiaxu thought about it and found a Cantonese restaurant nearby.
When passing by a fruit shop, Duan Jiaxu went in and bought two boxes of strawberries. While Sang Zhi was ordering, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash both boxes of strawberries.
Sang Zhi looked through it for a long time and finally ordered a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
Seeing that Duan Jiaxu was back, Sang Zhi pushed the menu in front of him: "I've ordered. Brother, take a look at what you want to eat."
Duan Jiaxu put the strawberries aside, took a paper towel to wipe his hands, and then took the menu. He glanced at it casually and asked, "Is a bowl of porridge enough?"
"I don't want to eat these." Sang Zhi pointed, "I want to eat strawberries."
"Eat something to fill your stomach before eating." Duan Jiaxu picked up the pen and added a few snacks according to Sang Zhi's taste, "Drink some tea first, I will ask you something later."
"..."
His tone was as if he wanted to settle accounts with his wife.
Sang Zhi suddenly remembered her visit to the bar yesterday, and subconsciously explained: "The bar yesterday was near our school. The audience was basically students, and students from our school often go there."
Duan Jiaxu handed the menu to the waiter, raised his eyelids, and glanced at her lightly.
"Then I ordered that wine at random," Sang Zhi said honestly, "I haven't drunk it before, so I didn't know the alcohol content was so high. I think I have a good capacity for wine, so I didn't want to waste it..."
"Who did you go with?"
"Roommate."
"Really?" Duan Jiaxu supported his face with one hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and stared at her, "Why do I still hear boys' voices?"
Sang Zhi thought about it for a moment: "That's my roommate's friend."
"That voice sounds familiar?" As if he remembered something, Duan Jiaxu suddenly said in a casual tone, "Sang Zhi, are you free?"
"..." Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, "What."
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes: "Is this this person?"
Sang Zhi still didn't react: "What is this person -"
Before she finished speaking, her mind suddenly recalled the voice message from Jiang Ming that Duan Jiaxu heard on the first night he was hospitalized. At that time, Jiang Ming seemed to have said this sentence.
"..."
Why doesn't this old man become a policeman?
You can hear it all.
Feeling that he knew everything about him, Sang Zhi felt a little aggrieved when asked: "What's going on? I only know a few friends, and they're not bad people. I didn't do anything bad."
"Is this boy's nickname male vixen?" Duan Jiaxu pretended not to hear, picked up the teapot and filled her cup with tea, "Or is it called central air conditioning?"
"..."
When she mentioned this, Sang Zhi immediately felt guilty, and most of her aura disappeared. She didn't dare to look at him, pretended to lower her head to drink water, and said vaguely: "No."
Duan Jiaxu curled his lips and smiled: "Then tell me about it, brother?"
The conversation started.
This guy is still as gossipy as ever.
Sang Zhi said decisively: "No."
Be quiet for a moment.
Sang Zhi glanced at him quietly and found that he wasn't looking at her either. He was just staring at the table, seemingly thinking about something. Just when Sang Zhi thought he had given up gossip and was about to change the topic.
Duan Jiaxu turned his head and asked, "Does it look like a little girl?"
Sang Zhi originally didn't want to talk to him. But when she heard this, she couldn't help but look over, her eyes fixed on his face for two seconds, and she defended him: "No, it's not..."
Speaking of this, she paused suddenly, thinking hard about adjectives, and finally said after a long time: "A very manly male vixen."
"..."
Duan Jiaxu almost choked, and his voice had a hint of absurdity: "What?"
The person she described was sitting in front of her, but he had no idea about it, and seemed to think that the image she described was incredible and could not exist at all.
Sang Zhi felt that this feeling was a bit subtle and muttered: "Anyway, I described it correctly, it's just like this."
By chance, the porridge Sang Zhi had just ordered arrived.
She didn't want to continue this topic for fear that if he asked too many questions, she would really reveal something. Sang Zhi filled half a bowl of porridge with a spoon and asked casually: "Brother, do you want some porridge?"
Duan Jiaxu moved the bowl closer for her: "Drink."
Sang Zhi nodded, pretending to eat seriously, and said nothing.
As if it was endless, soon, Sangzhi heard Duan Jiaxu ask again: "Little Sangzhi likes muscular men?"
"..." Sang Zhi didn't want to answer and said displeasedly, "Can you stop being so gossipy?"
"Why are you gossiping?" Duan Jiaxu said amusedly, "Brother, I have never seen such a person before, and I want to satisfy my curiosity."
Sang Zhi forced herself to hold back the words "Just find a mirror and look in the mirror" and accused in a low voice: "This is gossip. You are the most gossipy man I have ever seen."
"..." Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows, "The most?"
Sang Zhi didn't blink: "Yes."
Duan Jiaxu: "Is it so serious?"
"Um."
"Okay." Duan Jiaxu tapped his fingertips on the table, "Hearing what you said, brother is a little sad."
Sang Zhi looked over and moved his lips, wanting to say something.
The next moment, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes and said in a nonchalant tone with a slight smile: "However, my brother is indeed very gossipy."
"..."
"So Xiao Sangzhi tell your brother to listen?"
"..."
She had always known that this man was shameless, so Sang Zhi ignored him. She only selectively selected a few answers to the questions he asked, and pretended not to have heard the rest.
After finishing the meal, the two of them sat there for a while. When the time was almost up, they started to leave for the airport.
Sang Zhi sat in the passenger seat, took out the remaining box of strawberries and ate them. She had just eaten something hot, and she felt much better, and her head was not as heavy as before.
Duan Jiaxu: "It takes an hour to drive there. Do you want to take a nap?"
"I don't want to sleep." Sang Zhi shook his head, "I'll sleep on the plane later."
She lowered her head and pulled off the leaves of the remaining strawberries. She happened to catch a red light, and Sang Zhi asked casually: "Brother, do you want to eat strawberries?"
Duan Jiaxu turned his head and stared at the strawberry in her hand for two seconds. The corners of his eyes were slightly bent, he hummed slightly, and then he brought his head closer. There was no movement in his hand, and his mouth opened instead.
Very obvious hint.
Sang Zhi was confused: "You want me to feed you?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Yeah."
"Why do you want me to feed you?" Sang Zhi was a little annoyed, and immediately handed the box over, "I even pulled off the leaves for you, you can eat it yourself."
"Didn't you touch the steering wheel?" Duan Jiaxu said leisurely, "My hands are not clean."
"..."
There was a stalemate for several seconds.
Sang Zhi took a deep breath and remembered that she had fed Sang Yan candy before, and she didn't feel anything wrong with it. She didn't want to show too much reaction, so she reluctantly took a strawberry and handed it to him.
lips.
Duan Jiaxu came closer and bit the strawberries into his mouth.
Her fingertips accidentally touched his lower lip.
As if she accidentally touched something hot, Sang Zhi retracted her hand reflexively. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but she felt that the place where she touched him seemed to be getting hot.
Sang Zhi rubbed her fingers with her clothes uncomfortably.
Duan Jiaxu also noticed it. He bit into the strawberry, and the sweet and sour taste instantly penetrated his lips and tongue. He licked his lips lightly, and his lips were stained bright red by the juice, which made his face look even more evil. He suddenly called her: "Xiao Sangzhi"
."
Sang Zhi reluctantly said: "What are you doing?"
"Be careful." Duan Jiaxu's smile was a bit naughty. He seemed to be in a very good mood, and his tone was slightly high, "Don't take advantage of my brother."
"..."
Sang Zhi almost didn't lift it up in one breath.
He! In the end! Can he!
Want! Point! Face!
After sending Sang Zhi to the security checkpoint, Duan Jiaxu left the airport and returned to the car. He looked at his phone and saw a missed call from Qian Fei. He called back directly.
Qian Fei responded instantly: "Old Xu."
Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"
Qian Fei said sadly: "I won't ask you to be the best man when I get married."
"What?" Duan Jiaxu said amusedly, "You have a problem with me?"
"Both you and Sang Yan." Qian Fei said, "You two standing next to me are just like those who came to steal my wife."
"What are you talking about?" Duan Jiaxu said, "That's what you're talking about?"
"Wait a minute, there's more," Qian Fei said with a smile, "Let's talk about the little girl you talked about before. This is the first time I've seen you in heat."
Duan Jiaxu: "Dead."
"Wait a minute!" Qian Fei's tone was a bit condemning, "Hey, it's been too long since we last met, and you don't even think of me as a brother anymore! Otherwise, you wouldn't tell me your story!"
"Just because of this," Duan Jiaxu said angrily, "how many calls have you made to me during this period."
"Didn't you tell me this all along? Aren't I just curious!" Qian Fei said, "Don't talk to me about guilt. You're making that girl look like she's underage."
Duan Jiaxu touched his eyebrows and said, "Why do you talk so much?"
Qian Fei: "How do we know each other? Are we from your company?"
"no."
"Then I haven't seen you mention where you usually go to play." Qian Fei said, "Seriously, have you started chasing me? You don't really have the courage to chase me just because you are young, do you?"
Duan Jiaxu was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Take your time."
The girl also regarded her as her brother.
It's too much all at once, and it doesn't seem to work.
Thinking of what he had done today, he cleared his throat: "I've never done anything like this, but I don't know why there's still something-"
"..."
“Comfortable.”
Hearing the answer he wanted, Qian Fei was shocked: "Didn't you tell me that there was no such thing two days ago? You said that the girl was young, so don't mention it again. What happened to you today?"
"
"..."
"Is the guilt gone?"
"How old am I?" Duan Jiaxu chuckled, "Why do I need that thing?"
"..." Qian Fei shouted, holding his voice, "Bird! Beast!"
It's quiet for a few more seconds.
Duan Jiaxu turned his head and looked at the passenger seat.
He suddenly remembered the morning when he woke up in the hospital, the little girl curled up in a ball and fell asleep on the nursing chair;
I remembered how when he was splashed with water in public, his first reaction was to protect him;
I remembered how she was so drunk that she didn’t know how to count the months, but she still remembered the precautions he took after surgery;
I remembered the way she was sitting in the passenger seat just now, her cheeks bulging like a pufferfish, eating strawberries.
I remembered the two little dimples on her lips when she smiled,
And the way she cried for others.
Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and said with a faint smile: "This feels pretty good."
Qian Fei: "What?"
"I'm almost thirty, and I haven't done much of what I want to do, so I just want to give it a try." Duan Jiaxu said in a low voice, "But if it scares her, forget it."
"..."
"But I feel," Duan Jiaxu rubbed his lower lip with his fingertips, remembering Sang Zhi's reaction just now, and laughed out loud, "I did pretty well?"
The author has something to say: This is really the most slutty male protagonist I have ever written.
Change the ages of the two people.
I feel suffocated. Sang Zhi is now 18 and Duan Jiaxu is 25.
I made a mistake. It started in 2009, the first semester of junior high school in Sangzhi. Then I thought that it was also 2009 when I was in the first year of junior high school, so I just counted Sangzhi's college entrance examination in 2015, but it was actually 2014.
I'm still thinking about how we just celebrated our 20th birthday...
So now the time in the article is 15 years.
Forgive my math skills... I always feel weird today and I really thought about it for a long time...