The host was preparing on the stage, and music suddenly sounded in the banquet hall.
The whole place fell silent instantly.
The conversation between Duan Jiaxu and Sang Yan was also suspended.
Sang Yan gave him a cold look and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes, took a sip of water, and smiled.
Tens of seconds passed.
Sang Zhi felt that this matter should be over. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she glanced in the direction of Duan Jiaxu. At this moment, he was looking at the stage, as if he was listening carefully to the host's introduction.
Look this way.
Sang Zhi looked away, leaned into Sang Yan's ear, and whispered: "Brother——"
Before she could finish what she said, Sang Yan interrupted her abruptly: "Kid, don't call me that. I feel a little sick when I hear these two words."
"..." Sang Zhi continued to ask, "Why are you commending Brother Xu?"
Sang Yan was looking at his phone. When he heard this, he raised his eyes and handed the screen to her to see.
Sang Zhi glanced at it.
A web page is displayed on the screen, and the search bar is - Yihe City Mental Hospital.
"..."
Sang Yan clicked his tongue: "I can only help him so far."
The next second, Sang Zhi saw Sang Yan handing the phone to Duan Jiaxu again, with a very concerned word: "You can directly apply for admission after you go back."
Duan Jiaxu glanced at it and said gently: "No need, thank you brother——"
Before he could finish speaking this time, Sang stretched his hands to strangle his neck and pressed down hard, as if he couldn't bear it anymore: "I have lived for more than twenty years, and I have never been called that by a man like you."
Duan Jiaxu was stunned for a moment and did not resist. Being treated like this, he laughed out loud, his shoulders trembling, and he breathed softly: "What's wrong?"
Sang Yan stared at him for a few seconds. Just when Sang Zhi thought he was going to drag Duan Jiaxu out and give him a beating, he suddenly let go of his hand, turned to Sang Zhi and said, "Change your position."
Sang Zhi was watching the show from the side. Hearing these words, he still couldn't react. He said "Ah" blankly: "Would you like to change places with me?"
"If I sit next to him again," Sang Yan said lightly, "Qian Fei probably thinks I'm going to cause trouble."
"..."
Sitting on Sang Yan's seat, Sang Zhi silently moved his tableware over.
She didn't look in Duan Jiaxu's direction, and when she was about to refill her cup with some tea, the phone she placed aside vibrated.
Sang Zhi took back her hand and glanced casually.
Sang Rong sent a voice message to the group at home.
She clicked it directly.
Sang Rong: "Just, dad bought a chocolate cake and put it in the refrigerator. You can eat it if you want. Your mother and I have entertainment today, so we will be late when we get back."
Sang Zhi replied "Okay".
Then, she exited the chat window and slid down.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Duan Jiaxu was looking this way. Sang Zhi subconsciously raised his head and immediately turned off the screen of his phone: "What are you doing?"
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelashes slightly and suddenly asked: "Who is it?"
Sang Zhi felt strange: "It's not like you don't know."
Duan Jiaxu smiled: "Is he your brother?"
"What's my brother?" Sang Zhi was confused, "It's me, my nickname."
"Oh." Duan Jiaxu picked up the teapot, poured water into her cup, and asked, "Why haven't you seen your brother call you that?"
"He yells occasionally," Sang Zhi said, "It's just very rare."
"Who yells that?"
"My parents," Sang Zhi thought for a moment, "and my uncle and aunt... they are all relatively close to each other anyway."
Duan Jiaxu hummed thoughtfully.
after awhile.
"By the way," Duan Jiaxu said casually, "What is Brother No. 2?"
"..." Sang Zhi's expression did not change, and he pointed at Sang Yan, "No. 1."
Then he pointed at Duan Jiaxu: "No. 2."
"Why did I become your No. 2 brother?" Duan Jiaxu leaned back in his chair, looked at her sideways, and said leisurely, "Did your brother just recognize me as his brother?"
Sang Zhi looked at him and reminded: "My brother is younger than you."
"The age on my ID card is false." Duan Jiaxu laughed, speaking without formality, "I reported it to be higher, but in fact, I am younger."
"How much do you really think you have?"
"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu said, "96."
"..." Sang Zhi was shocked by his shamelessness. She stared at him with wide eyes for a long time and said nonchalantly, "If you say 90, you can say 96."
"how?"
"You look like 69 to me."
Who do you want to deceive?
How old are you and still want to pretend to be eighteen?
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"
What he said now, coupled with his behavior of calling Sang Yan "brother" just now, Sang Zhi hesitated: "Brother, why are you so strange today? Have many people called you old recently?"
"Sang Zhi, your brother is here," Duan Jiaxu picked up the cup and took a sip slowly, "You call me 'brother', are you calling me or your brother?"
Sang Zhi paused: "Why didn't you say that before?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Isn't that because your brother is not here?"
"Oh, Brother Jiaxu." Sang Zhi didn't mind the title issue and continued to ask, "Did you go on a blind date and people said you were too old to look down on you?"
"Blind date?" Duan Jiaxu asked when he mentioned this, "I heard that you asked me to team up with your brother to go on a blind date?"
"I just want to give you two some advice," Sang Zhi said seriously, "Isn't this just like socializing? Having a companion makes you feel a little bit unsure."
Duan Jiaxu smiled lightly: "But your brother is not happy."
Before Sang Zhi could speak again, Duan Jiaxu's eyes slightly curved, he leaned slightly closer to her, and asked in a breathy voice: "How about you form a team with me?"
After being stunned for several seconds, Sang Zhi finally understood the meaning of his words: "You want me to accompany you on a blind date?"
Duan Jiaxu's expression paused: "..."
Sang Zhi felt a little unhappy: "Why should I accompany you on a blind date? Others have objections."
"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu asked, "What do you think?"
"I can tell you," Sang Zhi said slowly, "I will go on a blind date and take my daughter with me."
"..."
After the wedding banquet, there is still a "bridal chamber" session.
It was impossible for Sang Zhi to follow. Seeing that it was almost time, she told Sang Yan, and then took the initiative to say a few blessings to Qian Fei.
It was almost nine o'clock in the evening.
Sang Yan drank, and Sang Zhi didn't intend to let him send her away. She knew this place and planned to take a bus home nearby after going out.
Just left the banquet hall.
Not long after, Duan Jiaxu's voice came from behind: "Why are you walking so fast?"
Sang Zhi turned around and said casually: "You want to leave too?"
"No." Duan Jiaxu played with the car keys in his hand, lowered his eyebrows, and said softly, "It's so late, I'll take you back first."
Sang Zhi glanced at it and saw that it was Sang Yan's car key: "Aren't you drinking?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Yeah."
"Better say goodbye." The elevator happened to come, and Sang Zhi walked in, "I can just take a bus nearby. Brother Jiaxu, please stop running back and forth. It's so troublesome."
"It's okay," Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelids and curved the corners of his lips slightly, "It might be troublesome to give it to others."
"..."
Sang Zhi pursed her lips and said nothing.
Duan Jiaxu changed the topic: "When do you plan to go back to school?"
"Tomorrow, I have to go back and pack my things." Sang Zhi said, "School starts the day after tomorrow."
"Well, I'll go back tomorrow too." Duan Jiaxu said, "What time did you book the flight?"
"My brother ordered it." At this point, Sang Zhi took out his cell phone from his pocket and whispered, "I forgot what time it was. Let me check."
The elevator goes down to the underground parking lot.
The two walked out.
"That's it." Duan Jiaxu lowered his jaw and laughed inexplicably a few times in his throat, "Then take a look?"
Sang Zhi glanced at it: "The flight will be at 8:20 tomorrow morning."
"My ticket -" Duan Jiaxu symbolically took out his cell phone and looked at it, and said in a natural tone, "It's also eight-twenty. Let's go together tomorrow?"
Sang Zhi glanced at him and nodded.
Finding the spot where Sang Yan had just parked his car, the two got in the car.
Duan Jiaxu was about to fasten his seat belt when he suddenly felt something in his pocket. He took it out and found that it was the red envelope just now: "Your red envelope?"
Sang Zhi looked over and made no move: "Do you want to give it back to me?"
"Yeah." Duan Jiaxu smiled, "Give us just one."
Except when she was drunk last time, this was the first time Sang Zhi heard him call her that. Her breathing stopped for a moment, and her fingers unconsciously played with the zipper on her clothes: "Why are you calling me that."
Duan Jiaxu's tone was lazy and he said casually: "Didn't you say that everyone close to you calls you that?"
Sang Zhi said unnaturally and did not take the red envelope: "You should just take it. You just called me brother like that. Now you give it back to me. Aren't you at a disadvantage?"
"Give us just one," Duan Jiaxu looked at her motionless, paused for two seconds before looking away, with a faint smile in his voice, "How can you suffer a loss?"
"..."
Sang Zhi said nothing more and took the red envelope. She pulled up her seat belt and lay down by the window to look outside.
The car started, and there was a moment of silence in the car. After a while, Sang Zhi took the initiative to speak: "Brother Xu."
"Um?"
"Look at Brother Qian Fei. When he was drunk, he said he couldn't find a partner." Sang Zhi said, "Now he's married, and he seems to like that sister very much."
"Um."
"When you see it," Sang Zhi thought carefully about his words and spoke slowly and gently, "you don't even have the idea of finding a companion?"
"Why are you either going on a blind date or asking me to find a girlfriend recently?" Duan Jiaxu found it funny, "I'm only twenty-five after all, so what's the rush?"
Sang Zhi: "Then how long do you have to wait? Even my brother is being chased."
She didn't want to rush him all the time.
But I was afraid that he would simply decide not to look for it, and then no one else would urge him.
Next year I will have to celebrate the New Year alone.
I don't go to the doctor when I'm sick, I do everything by myself.
There was a soothing love song playing in the car, soft and long, which seemed to give the atmosphere a bit of charm.
Duan Jiaxu's facial features were sharp and clear. The dim yellow light coming from the street lights outside made his expression look much softer. He looked forward, looking not too concerned.
Seeing that he remained silent, Sang Zhi thought that she was tired of talking to him. After being silent for a while, he said, "Don't be unhappy. I see that my mother always talks about my brother, and my brother is not happy either. I just don't want to, eh."
"
She didn't feel comfortable mentioning his family affairs and didn't know what to say, so she whispered: "I won't talk about it anymore."
Duan Jiaxu suddenly asked: "How old are you this year?"
Don't know why he asked this.
Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and said, "It's my nineteenth birthday."
After I answered, he didn't answer me.
Sang Zhi was a little confused: "What's wrong?"
Then, she heard Duan Jiaxu laugh, his tone seemed to mean something.
"Then let's give it another year."
The author has something to say: Duan Jiaxu: Seeing that you are so anxious, let's get a certificate when you reach age next year.
Sang Zhi:??????
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