Because of convenience, Duan Jiaxu drove the car directly to the airport.
She originally wanted to take Sang Zhi back to school midway, but she wanted to see him off again, and Duan Jiaxu didn't stop him. On the way, he contacted a reliable driver. After arriving at the airport, he accompanied her and waited for the driver to arrive.
.
He did things in a leisurely manner, not in a hurry, but Sang Zhi felt panicked and dragged him towards the airport: "Don't wait, we won't be able to make it in time."
Duan Jiaxu followed her lead and said with a smile, "It's still early."
Sang Zhi: "I'll take you to the security check and then come out. The master should be here."
Duan Jiaxu thought for a while and did not object: "Okay."
"I will go home on Labor Day, so you don't need to come over." Sang Zhi walked beside him and said slowly, "Also, I just bought you a box of food online. It should arrive tomorrow.
."
"good."
"Don't always eat takeout. Don't be too lazy to do it just because you are alone. You can go to my house to eat when you have time. If you are embarrassed to be alone, just ask my brother to go with you."
Duan Jiaxu found it funny: "When you reach the age where you can get married, you start to learn how to take care of children?"
"What does taking care of a child mean?" Sang Zhi looked at him, "I am taking care of my elderly family."
Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows raised, and he didn't seem to care much about her words: "Huh? Whether you're old or not, it doesn't matter."
"..."
"As long as it's from your family."
When Duan Jiaxu passed the security check and Sang Zhi could no longer see his back, she left the airport. The master happened to arrive as well, and Sang Zhi said hello to him and then got in the car.
She opened WeChat and spoke to Duan Jiaxu. Sang Zhi exited the chat window with him, glanced down boredly, and noticed that Shi Xiaoyu had sent a message ten minutes ago.
Shi Xiaoyu: [Have you seen Jiang Ying today? 】
Sang Zhi replied hesitantly, "Yeah."
Shi Xiaoyu: [She just called me and kept crying, and she didn’t say what happened...]
Shi Xiaoyu: [She has been in a bad mood recently. If she did anything bad, I would like to apologize to you on her behalf. 】
Sang Zhi understood instantly.
Probably because Jiang Ying couldn't ask her, she came to ask her what happened just now.
Sang Zhiyan said concisely: [We happened to pass by and saw her being beaten and scolded by a woman. It was nothing else. She didn't do anything bad. ]
There was silence on the other end for a while.
Shi Xiaoyu: [Okay, I understand. Thank you for telling me.]
Shi Xiaoyu explained for Jiang Ying: [This has nothing to do with her. It's her stepfather's business. Her mother is also planning to divorce. ]
Sang Zhi didn't care much about this and replied "Hmm" again.
Shi Xiaoyu: [Oh, I think it’s quite baffling. Although I can understand the mood of the family, this is a bit too much...it has nothing to do with Jiang Ying. She is not close to her stepfather either.]
This time Sang Zhi didn’t reply.
Shi Xiaoyu: [Jiang Ying didn't think about it before. Because of this, she was also having a very bad life. She had not been happy in the past ten years and had few friends. Recently, because of this matter, she has thought more openly. In the future,
I probably won’t look for your boyfriend again.]
Shi Xiaoyu: [But I still may not be able to forgive. 】
"..."
Sang Zhi really didn't understand why she came to tell her so much. She stared at the screen for a long time and laughed angrily: "No need to forgive me."
Sang Zhi:【No need.】
He imposed the crime committed by another person on Duan Jiaxu, and finally gave him a charitable sentence: "I won't harass him anymore, but I can't forgive him either."
Do you feel that you are very kind and generous?
Duan Jiaxu was not wrong about anything, so he did not need the forgiveness that should have belonged to others.
He never takes the initiative to cause trouble, he just wants to stay away from these things, gets unfair treatment, and never fights for anything for himself.
I just want to get my life on track.
Sang Zhi: [Don’t tell me these things again. I’m not familiar with Jiang Ying, and I’m not curious about what happened to her.
Sang Zhi: [Also, I know she is a victim.]
Sang Zhi: [But she is not the only victim. 】
Afterwards, Sang Zhi put down her phone and looked out the window.
She remembered the wish she had made casually on her birthday.
--Hope for world peace.
I hope there will be no more criminals living in dark corners in the world.
I hope that before they commit a crime, they will think twice about the consequences of this behavior and how many families they will hurt at the same time. I hope they can consider what kind of life their family will live because of their behavior.
If this wish is too big.
So, Sang Zhi hopes.
One day, everyone will be able to distinguish the perpetrators from the perpetrators' relatives.
Sang Zhi bought a ticket to go back on May Day in advance, but he couldn't use it because Duan Zhicheng passed away one night before April.
He could not open his eyes until he died.
All that was left in his life was the panic after he hit someone, the sin that could never be made up for in his life, and the debt and regret to his family.
Nothing more.
Duan Jiaxu was extremely calm when he received the call.
Because he had known for a long time that this day would come, it was just a matter of time. His mood did not even fluctuate, so he booked the nearest flight and returned to Yihe.
After getting off the plane, Duan Jiaxu called Sang Zhi.
The two met at the entrance of the hospital.
Sang Zhi went over to hold his hand, her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word. She didn't know what to say at all, and in the end she only managed to hold back four words: "I'll stay with you."
Duan Jiaxu hummed softly.
Entering the morgue, Duan Jiaxu's eyes were fixed on one of the people covered by a white cloth. He stared at the three words "Duan Zhicheng" on the sign, walked over, and slowly pulled off the white cloth.
Duan Zhicheng's face, which had become stiff and bloodless, was revealed.
Duan Jiaxu took back his hand and said in a very light tone: "Congratulations."
Until you die, you will not have to face the sin you committed.
Duan Jiaxu thought for a moment and whispered: "If you see mom, stop looking for her. Don't hurt her anymore, let her live a good life."
After saying that, Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and stared at Duan Zhicheng's face. Feeling that he had nothing more to say to him, he quickly pulled back the white cloth.
Duan Jiaxu turned his head and looked at Sang Zhi: "Let's go and go through the formalities."
Sang Zhi raised her head and nodded, paying careful attention to his expression. She felt sad for him and a little overwhelmed by his calmness. She leaned over and took the initiative to hold him again.
"Why this expression?" Duan Jiaxu said gently, "It's okay, I'm not sad."
After all, I have passed the age of dreaming.
I also know that there are not that many miracles in this world. I hope Duan Zhicheng can wake up, but I also understand that this possibility is so low that it can be ignored.
The two of them left the morgue.
Sang Zhi suddenly stopped and opened her hands towards him: "A hug."
Duan Jiaxu was stunned, then he bent down obediently and hugged her. He could feel her hand patting his back, murmuring: "I can't tell you it's okay."
Because it's impossible to think it doesn't matter.
"But I can be with you when you are sad, and I can be with you in everything," Sang Zhi said, "You don't have to force yourself."
I hope you can feel less uncomfortable because of this.
Listening to her words, the curve of Duan Jiaxu's lips gradually narrowed. As if he was thinking about something, he lowered his eyelashes and suddenly called her: "Just."
"Um."
"Am I really too old?"
I don’t know why he suddenly said this, but Sang Zhi still denied it seriously: “No.”
Duan Jiaxu's Adam's apple slid up and down, as if he was suppressing some emotion. After a while, he said something vaguely: "Then why are my parents gone?"
"..."
Sang Zhi's nose felt sore, and she held him harder. The ends of her eyes were red, and she endured the choking in her words, and slowly said word by word: "I'll stay with you."
Whatever I have, I will give it to you.
All the warmth I get is given to you.
"Let me make you a promise, okay?" Sang Zhi said, "We will have a family in the future, and I will stay with you for a long time. My family will also become your family."
"Yes." Duan Jiaxu repeated quietly, "We will have a family."
Sang Zhi touched his head, imitating his previous tone, and said seriously and solemnly: "What others have, we will also have with our approval."
Duan Jiaxu laughed out loud, his voice a little hoarse.
"good."
The past that cannot be shaken off and let go of.
At this moment, it seemed as if Duan Zhicheng was leaving.
Finally, completely passed.
In mid-July, Sangzhi’s summer vacation arrives.
As soon as she finished the last exam, Sang Zhi took a car to the airport and returned to Nanwu. Early the next morning, she was called out by Duan Jiaxu to look at houses in a community that had just opened in the city.
The two looked at the model room.
Three bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms, plus a small balcony. The space is not too big, more than 100 square meters, and the layout and nearby environment are very good.
Everything is perfect.
It's just that the price is a bit hard to accept.
Afraid that the agent would hear it, Sang Zhi leaned close to his ear and reminded him, "This is so expensive."
"My house is only intended to be used to hide my love," Duan Jiaxu imitated her voice when speaking, which sounded lazy, "It's cheap, so she might be too embarrassed to take it out."
"..."
"Brother is still waiting to be hidden."
"..." Sang Zhi frowned, "Just buy a two-bedroom apartment of seventy or eighty square meters."
"Child, this is a house for weddings." Duan Jiaxu said, "There is one room for the two of us, and there is another room for my children's children."
Sang Zhi said seriously: "That's just two rooms."
"Let's get another study room." Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows and said in a leisurely voice, "Brother, I haven't tried it in the study room yet -"
He didn't finish the rest of his words, but the implication was very clear.
Sang Zhi gritted her teeth and reached out to pinch his face.
Duan Jiaxu couldn't help laughing, his chest vibrating. His eyes curved into beautiful crescents, he stopped joking and asked again: "So do you like this set?"
Sang Zhi took another look around, and only one word came out: "Expensive."
"Well, then this is it." Duan Jiaxu had come to see it before and thought it was quite suitable. He had not yet made up his mind and wanted to ask Sang Zhi what he thought, "I'll tell the agency and we can come over to buy it another day after getting the certificate."
"
Sang Zhi said nothing more.
After leaving the sales department, Sang Zhi couldn't help but say: "How did you..."
Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"
Sang Zhi muttered: "That's right, he looks quite handsome."
Duan Jiaxu smiled: "What then?"
"My temper is not bad."
"Um."
“My academic qualifications and work ability are both very good.”
"What's wrong?"
"And now," Sang Zhi didn't know how to describe her mood. She was a little unbalanced and felt like she was useless, "I'm quite rich."
Duan Jiaxu reacted and added nonchalantly: "The figure is also quite good."
"..." Sang Zhi didn't want him to be too conceited and couldn't help but complain, "My figure is obviously average."
Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu moved his eyes to her: "Normal?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Okay."
"what."
"After all, I rely on my appearance to make a living." Duan Jiaxu stretched out his hand, scratched her chin, and said casually, "It seems I need to work harder."
"..."
The two got into the car.
Sang Zhi glanced at the phone and said casually: "Send me to Shang'an. I promised to go to the high school class reunion today."
Duan Jiaxu: "Let's have dinner at your house tonight."
"I know, my mother told me." Sang Zhi said, "I will go back in the afternoon, have lunch with them, and talk for a while. I won't stay long."
"Um."
Duan Jiaxu sent her to Shang'an Square, then went to the supermarket near Sang Zhi's house, bought some things, and then went to Sang Zhi's house.
Because it was the weekend, both Sang Rong and Li Ping were at home. He sat in the living room, chatted with them for a while, and then followed Li Ping into the kitchen to help her.
After a while, Li Ping glanced at the cupboard: "Hey, Zhang Xu, help me go to Zhi Zhi's room and take out a plate. She took it back to her room for supper yesterday, and I forgot to collect it.
"
Duan Jiaxu nodded: "Okay."
He turned on the faucet, washed his hands, and turned around and entered Sang Zhi's room.
Duan Jiaxu also entered this room many years ago. At that time, the little girl nervously pulled him in and asked him in a very anxious tone if he could pretend to be her brother and help her meet the teacher.
After so many years, not much has changed in the room.
The space is not large, with a bed, a table, a wardrobe, and no other large furniture. The layout is small and warm, and the overall tone is warm, with most of the decorations using light pink.
The quilt was scattered messily on the bed, and a few pieces of clothing were scattered beside it.
Duan Jiaxu subconsciously went over to help her pick up the things and fold the quilt. He raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of several dolls on the bed.
They were all given by him.
The many knick-knacks on the desk, as well as the cosmetic bag and school bag beside it, are all traces of his presence in her life for so many years.
Duan Jiaxu walked to the desk and was about to pick up the plate when he suddenly noticed the drawing book next to him. He twitched the corners of his lips, picked it up casually, and turned over a few pages.
The next second, a piece of paper fell out of it.
Duan Jiaxu paused and looked down.
Immediately noticed the above content——
my dream:
1. Admitted to Yihe University.
2. Duan Jiaxu.
The handwriting on it is extremely childish, and the paper is wrinkled and yellowed, giving it a sense of age.
The second dream was scratched out with a black pen. The force was so strong that the paper was scratched a little, but you could still clearly see the three words written on it.
Duan Jiaxu froze in place, and after a long time, he slowly picked up the piece of paper. He raised his head, moved his gaze, and fixed it on the milk bottle on the windowsill.
There are lots of paper stars inside.
He walked over, picked up the milk bottle, and rubbed it gently with his fingertips.
It was just after five o'clock when Sang Zhi arrived home.
Only Li Ping was in the living room, sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she heard the noise, she looked over and said casually: "You're back?"
Sang Zhi nodded and asked, "Has Brother Jiaxu come over?"
"Well, he helped mom in the kitchen all afternoon and just went to your brother's room to rest." Li Ping said, "It's almost done. Go and ask him to come out and prepare for dinner."
Sang Zhi said hello and trotted to Sang Yan's room. With Duan Jiaxu, she didn't have any scruples. She grabbed the doorknob and opened the door, and instantly saw the man sitting on the sofa.
He was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, lighting a cigarette in his hand, and looking down at his mobile phone. He was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and his fine hair was scattered on his forehead.
The light in the room was very dark, and his appearance seemed shadowy.
The next moment, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes.
It looks stunning and alluring.
A very familiar scene.
It's like going back to that afternoon many years ago.
When she was young, Sang Zhi opened the door recklessly and anxiously because she was full of worries, and then met the twenty-year-old Duan Jiaxu.
That big boy who is outstanding in all aspects and always cynical.
She treats everything casually, as if she doesn't care about anything. She can also deal with all her ridiculous behaviors without changing her expression.
Gentle yet cold, dazzling yet eye-catching.
It is a treasure that cannot be hidden in this dim light.
Sang Zhi crashed into his world.
I also let this man occupy my entire adolescence.
It was what she longed for at that time, but she couldn't get it.
Sang Zhi was in a daze and stood there calmly.
History seemed to be repeating itself, just like it did back then. Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes again, put out the cigarette, then stood up and opened the window. But it was a little different from that time, because the next second, he stretched out his hand towards her.
"come over."
Sang Zhi pursed her lips and walked over obediently.
At the same time, Duan Jiaxu grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. He leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice: "You are -"
He paused and finished his words seriously and clearly.
"The only thing I want in this life."
Sang Zhi raised her head and met his gaze. She pursed her lips and felt a lump in her throat.
At this moment, Sang Zhi recalled himself when he was young.
At that time, all the thoughts that I tried my best to hide were approaching uncontrollably and cautiously, and revealed the sweet and sour secret that no one dared to tell.
I once cried hysterically, hid all the memories in a box, and crossed out the dreams I thought were impossible to achieve one by one, as if they didn't exist.
I also talked to myself hypnotically, choking and repeating "I won't like you anymore."
Every word, every word is clear.
But when she met him again, she was defeated.
Those deep, unforgettable secret loves, those thoughts that I wanted to secretly hide in my heart for a lifetime and not let anyone find out, in the end, became something that I couldn't hide even if I wanted to.
At this moment, it seems that there is no need to hide anymore.
Because it has always been her dream.
From a certain moment on, she became my only dream.
—End of text—
The author has something to say: The main text is finished. Thank you all for your company and support for three months. There should be one or two extras. I haven’t decided what to write yet. I will take a few days to rest before writing.
This book is a bit longer than I thought. I originally wanted to write a story about a secret love coming true, but it ended up getting longer without me realizing it. For a period of time in the later period, I was a little busy in the third dimension, because of the update.
It also made some cuties unhappy, so I would like to apologize to everyone.
Then when this book was signed for publication, I had to write exclusive extras, so some of the extras won't be included in the online version. I haven't thought about what to write specifically...
A few more things:
1. As usual, please give me a harvest. I have harvested almost 30,000 birds!!!!!!!! Please help me!!!!!!!!!!Okay!!!!!!!
!!Move your finger!!!!!!!!
2. The next book will be "Hard to Coax", the story of Sang Yan, with a copy attached. It will probably be released in October——
[By chance, Wen Yifan lived in a shared apartment with Sang Yan, a high school classmate whom she had rejected.
The two of them are in harmony with each other, like two strangers living under the same roof.
The peaceful life stopped one morning.
Wen Yifan slept in his room the night before, but woke up in Sang Yan's bed the next day.
Knowing that she had a habit of sleepwalking, Wen Yifan could only apologize and explain to him. But after this happened one after another, she discussed with him and suggested that he lock the door before going to bed——
Sang Yan didn't take it seriously: "You know how to pick locks."
Wen Yifan said patiently: "How can I do that?"
"In order to violate me," Sang Yan slowly raised his eyes and said casually, "What can't you do?"
Wen Yifan was silent for two seconds and said sincerely: "If I really violated you, would you be willing to lock the door?"
"..."
She started to take off her coat: "Come on then."
Sang Yan: "?"
*The arrogant and mean young master x is actually very broken, but he can still pretend to be calmer than him]
3. The top three kids with Blue Queen Overlord votes, [May Children] [Smash a Lei Qi to see more updates] [Lang Lang] privately message me on Weibo and I will give you a special lottery 3
Finally, thank you all. Regardless of whether I see you in the next book or not, I am very grateful to you all for accompanying me all the way here.