The time I fell down the stairs was actually not too serious.
There was no warning. Duan Jiaxu didn't even know that Jiang Ying was near him because she suddenly pushed him down from behind. He was unprepared and leaned forward and fell down. Fortunately, only his forehead was hit.
arrive.
That was when I went out to do exercises between classes.
There were classmates around her, some of them retreated, some stood still and whispered to the people next to them, and a few came forward to persuade Jiang Ying not to go too far.
Yuan Lang next to him helped him up.
Noticing the movement here, a class leader immediately ran upstairs to find the class teacher.
That year, Duan Jiaxu was not yet fifteen years old.
The boy was still young and could not easily adjust or disguise his emotions. Even if he did feel a little guilty because of the sins his father had committed, it would disappear in an instant because of this angry behavior.
He wiped the blood from his forehead with the back of his hand, looked up at Jiang Ying, and suppressed his anger: "Should you apologize to me?"
Jiang Ying stood there with her arms folded, her eyes red, and what she said was extremely vicious: "You are not dead, so why should I apologize to you? I pray every day that you and your mother will die soon."
After listening to these words, Duan Jiaxu slowly broke away from Yuan Lang's hand. His teeth gradually tightened, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes were extremely cold.
Duan Jiaxu walked up silently.
When he walked in front of Jiang Ying, he repeated again, deliberately speaking more seriously: "Should you apologize to me and my mother?"
Jiang Ying stared at him and her voice became sharp: "Where did I say something wrong! Don't you deserve to die?"
Duan Jiaxu's anger surged upwards and he lost all reason. He laughed in anger and reached out to grab her arm with great force, wanting to treat her in the same way as she was.
The head teacher arrived just in time.
At this time, Duan Jiaxu heard a classmate around him whisper: "How can he have the nerve to ask Jiang Ying to apologize to him..."
As soon as Duan Jiaxu stopped moving, he was immediately stopped by his class teacher.
Then, he saw that Jiang Ying, who was supposed to be the perpetrator, suddenly started crying when she saw the class teacher, her shoulders twitching, and she was extremely pitiful: "My dad is dead... oh my dad...
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The head teacher actually comforted her.
Because of Duan Jiaxu's behavior just now, he sharply accused him: "Duan Jiaxu! What are you doing! Aren't you even a little ashamed?!"
Duan Jiaxu, are you not ashamed at all?
At this moment, in the eyes of the people around you.
He seems to be the perpetrator.
The head teacher forced Duan Jiaxu to apologize to Jiang Ying, but he just remained silent. He didn't stand there to accept the lesson. He turned around and left. He washed the wound with water in the toilet and rang the bell before returning to the classroom.
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It happens to be the class teacher's class.
Seeing Duan Jiaxu walk into the classroom, the head teacher stopped the lecture and sneered: "Even teachers don't know how to respect me. Let's see what kind of person you can become in the future."
Duan Jiaxu sat back down.
Yuan Lang whispered: "This old woman must have taken the wrong medicine recently."
He took out the book from the drawer and said nothing.
"Just bear with it," Yuan Lang couldn't help but say, "After all, your father really killed her father, so you owe her... But she may not think about it for a while, and it will be fine in the future."
Duan Jiaxu opened the book, and the wet water on his face slid down his chin and dripped onto the textbook.
Hearing this, his eyelids moved, he looked at Yuan Lang calmly, and after a long time, he laughed self-deprecatingly.
Duan Jiaxu suddenly understood.
He couldn't show any anger or express any dissatisfaction for the harm he had suffered, otherwise, everyone would think that he and his father were the same kind of people.
He has to be gentle to everyone.
Have to always laugh.
You should be a person who doesn't seem aggressive at all.
That year, the term "moral kidnapping" had not yet appeared.
Duan Jiaxu has clearly felt it.
I am suffering.
After hanging up the phone, Sang Zhi walked into the nearby convenience store and browsed around, finally taking only a candy bar. The store was empty, and there was no one else except the clerk.
Sang Zhi found a seat and sat down, took out her mobile phone, and told Duan Jiaxu her specific location on WeChat. She was afraid of affecting his driving, so she didn't say anything else after that.
I found a comic that I have been following recently and started reading it.
The temperature inside is higher than outside, which makes it a bit stuffy after sitting for a long time.
After reading the last chapter, Sang Zhi raised his eyes boredly and looked out through the glass window. He suddenly noticed a small stall outside. The business was not very good and there were not many customers.
At this time, the two girls had just left, holding a large fluffy white ball in their hands that looked like clouds.
It's an old man selling marshmallows.
Sang Zhi got excited, left the convenience store, and ordered one in front of the stall. She hadn't eaten for a long time, and when she saw the uncle's making process, she would ask a few questions from time to time.
Looking at the white marshmallows that were getting bigger, Sang Zhi looked at the colorful candies in the jar next to him, and couldn't help but make a request: "Can you sprinkle some pink sugar on the outer layer?"
The uncle smiled and said: "Okay."
The next moment, Duan Jiaxu's voice suddenly came from behind: "Why are you sprinkled with pink?"
Sang Zhi was caught off guard and turned around subconsciously.
I don't know since when, Duan Jiaxu stood behind her. His body leaned down slightly and his head turned slightly to the side. The two met their eyes, and the distance instantly closed.
Only about twenty centimeters.
Then, Duan Jiaxu curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "Did your mood turn pink when you saw my brother?"
"..."
The uncle also said at this moment: "Okay."
Sang Zhi looked away and took the marshmallow: "Thank you."
She took the small sign and turned it around in her hand. Sang Zhi thought it looked good and was reluctant to eat it, so she turned to look at him again: "Why do you speak so vulgarly?"
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows: "Is it rubbish?"
"earth."
"It's not bad." Duan Jiaxu smiled, "What do I think? It sounds quite romantic."
"..." Sang Zhi couldn't tell whether he was serious or joking. After thinking about it, she didn't hit him and changed the topic, "Did you drive here?"
"Um."
Sang Zhi: "Where did you park the car?"
Duan Jiaxu pointed: "Over there."
"Oh." Thinking about him working overtime, Sang Zhi asked casually, "What did you have for dinner?"
"takeout."
"Then what do you want to eat now?" Sang Zhi stretched out his hand, kept the original shape as much as possible, carefully tore off a piece of marshmallow, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "I just finished eating not long ago, I'm not hungry."
After a pause, Sang Zhi added calmly: "But I can go eat with you."
Staring at her actions, Duan Jiaxu didn't reply, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
When he noticed Sang Zhi raising her hand to put the piece of marshmallow into her mouth, he suddenly lowered his head and bit into the small piece of marshmallow she had just torn off.
His move was so sudden that Sang Zhi was stunned, staring blankly at the little residue left on his finger, and then looked at him unprepared: "What are you doing?"
Duan Jiaxu licked his lips and said naturally: "I want to eat marshmallows."
"No." Sang Zhi was very protective, "This is mine."
Duan Jiaxu looked at her for two seconds and laughed out loud. Then he took a tissue from his pocket and wiped her fingers clean. He looked up at her and joked: "Stingy."
Sang Zhi frowned: "You are stingy."
"Eat it quickly," Duan Jiaxu stopped teasing her, "it will melt away later."
Sang Zhi tore off another piece and stuffed it into his mouth: "Then what do you want to eat?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Let's go have a bowl of noodles."
"Then which one should we go to?" Sang Zhi pointed nearby, "It's quite delicious."
"OK."
The two of them entered the store and found a seat to sit down.
Duan Jiaxu simply ordered a bowl of the signature bowl and asked casually, "What have you been busy with recently?"
"Our school is going to hold a digital media art competition recently, and I plan to participate." Sang Zhi said honestly, "I have formed a team with someone and have decided to make an animated short film, but I haven't decided what the content will be."
Duan Jiaxu hummed.
Sang Zhi added: "I originally planned to make a short film, but I feel that many groups would choose this. And when it comes to game design, I don't know how to program."
Duan Jiaxu leisurely said: "I can."
This tone sounds like showing off.
"..." Sang Zhi looked at him, "You can't help me compete."
Duan Jiaxu half-jokingly said: "You quit that group, let's form a team together."
Sang Zhi reminded: "You must be a college student."
Duan Jiaxu said casually: "Huh? Don't I look like it?"
"..."
Soon, Duan Jia Xu nodded.
Sang Zhi also ate most of the marshmallows in her hand, and the rest gradually melted under the indoor temperature. She threw the stick into the trash can and wiped her hands with a paper towel.
Duan Jiaxu's appetite seems to be poor and he eats very slowly.
Sang Zhi took out her mobile phone to play with it, and looked up at him from time to time. Seeing him for a long time, she couldn't help but ask: "Don't you want to eat?"
"No," Duan Jiaxu said without changing his face, "I'm stalling for time."
"..."
"Eat slowly, I'll take you back in two hours."
Hearing this, Sang Zhi paused, then looked down at his phone, pretending not to care, and said calmly: "This noodles will be soaked in a while."
Duan Jiaxu chuckled and said nothing.
She said a few more things casually, and Duan Jiaxu responded normally. She didn't notice it at first, but as time went by, Sang Zhi always felt that something was wrong.
It felt like he laughed a lot tonight, but he didn't seem to be in a good mood. His mood was very light, and the corners of his lips were pulled upwards, showing a hint of fatigue.
Sang Zhi put down the phone and asked hesitantly: "Brother Jiaxu, are you in a bad mood?"
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes, seeming to be interested: "How did you find out?"
"..." Sang Zhi groaned, "Isn't it really bad?"
Duan Jiaxu said gently: "A little bit."
Sang Zhi thought about it and suddenly regretted it, and asked dryly: "Is it because I didn't give you marshmallows just now?"
"..."
Sang Zhi was a little at a loss: "Then I'll buy you a bunch now?"
Duan Jiaxu finished the last bite of noodles and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth. He raised his eyebrows, feeling a little funny: "What are you thinking about?"
Sang Zhi: "Then why are you in a bad mood?"
Duan Jiaxu said calmly: "Maybe I have worked a lot of overtime and am a little tired."
The two stood up and left the noodle shop.
Sang Zhi had no doubts: "Then don't work overtime."
Duan Jiaxu: "Yeah."
Sang Zhi thought for a moment, then suddenly took out the candy bar she just bought at the convenience store from his pocket, tore it open and handed one to him: "Please eat candy."
Duan Jiaxu took it and his eyebrows relaxed slightly: "Where are you coaxing the children?"
Sang Zhi blinked: "Coax the old kid."
"..."
Seeing that he didn't move, Sang Zhi took one, tore open the candy wrapper and handed it to his lips: "This candy is delicious, and my brother likes it too."
Duan Jiaxu paused, then took her hand, lowered his head and took the candy into his mouth.
Sang Zhi put the rest into his hand: "I'll give it all to you."
Duan Jiaxu stared at the candy in his hand, the haze in his eyes dissipated, he held his jaw and laughed: "This is the first time I have been coaxed like this."
The behavior just now was a bit intimate, but Sang Zhi didn't want to see him unhappy. She looked away and said harshly: "I just ate too many marshmallows, and I don't want to eat this one."
"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes and met hers. His eyes slid down inexplicably and stopped on her lips. After a few seconds, his Adam's apple slid and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Then can I push the envelope a little further?"
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Sang Zhi also looked at him and said honestly: "But this is the only thing I have."
"..."
"If you want it, you can buy it again."
"It's not candy." Duan Jiaxu looked at her, his eyes were bright, deep and alluring. He raised his hand, rubbed her lower lip with his fingertips, and asked with a faint smile, "Can I kiss you?"
"..." Sang Zhi didn't react, "Huh?"
He withdrew his hand, did not repeat it, and still stared at her.
Sang Zhi even felt like she was hearing hallucinations. She couldn't believe her ears, her blood surged upwards, her ears instantly turned red, and she couldn't say a word.
Duan Jiaxu waited for a while and asked again in a very gentlemanly manner: "Is that okay?"
Sang Zhi came to his senses and immediately refused: "No."
Duan Jiaxu sighed regretfully and settled for the next best thing: "How about holding a little hand?"
Sang Zhi couldn't resist, so she took a step back and said seriously: "If you do this kind of thing when we are not together, you are acting like a gangster."
Duan Jiaxu said along the way: "So together?"
Sang Zhi felt that her heart was shaky. She felt that as long as he said another word, she would no longer be able to stick to her position, so she agreed directly. She pursed her lips and struggled for a long time, but finally she just said bravely: "You didn't do anything.
Catch me."
Be silent for a few seconds.
Duan Jiaxu murmured: "That's right."
"Then," he raised his eyes, his tone was slightly frivolous, and his words seemed to be asking for her opinion with great respect, "can I be a gangster?"
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