Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

Sang Yan closed her eyes and took off her shoes a second time. He walked quickly to Sang Zhi, took her cell phone, and lowered his eyes expressionlessly, trying to hang up the phone.

Light up the screen to see, but it is not the call interface he intended.

It is the main interface of the mobile phone.

No call history at all.

He reacted instantaneously, his stomach tingling with irritation, and he smiled instead: "You devil, do you play me?"

Sang Zhi blinked and said innocently, "I didn't say I hit."

Sang Yan said coolly, "Who did you just talk to?"

Sang Zhi moved to the other side of the sofa: "I'll do it again."

"..."

"You just made me wait for death, and I wasn't nonsense. I am now," Sang Zhi suddenly remembered that he had taken the mobile phone and wanted to grab it back, "I have finished the exercise now, and I will call now."

Sang Yan stared at her for a long while, without stopping, gave her cell phone obediently.

"Okay, you fight."

This development is different from what Sang Chi imagined. She glanced at him, a little suspicious, and didn't want to lose the battle, so she opened the address book slowly.

Watching her move, Sang Yan said lightly, "It's my turn to fight after the fight."

"I'm not bad again." Fangzhi frowned. "What would you tell me about my parents?"

"I don't want to say you," Sang Yanpi said with a smile, "I'm talking about beating."

"..."

"It's okay, you can sue." Sang Yan got up to close the window, and closed the curtains by the way. "Say everything you want to say, say what you want to say, it's my turn."

The room was dark for a moment, like a prelude to the rain.

Sangzhi's anger was reduced by more than half, and he began to feel uneasy: "... If you hit me, Dad will kill you when he returns."

"Okay." Sang Yan didn't care. "I'll wait for him to come back and kill me."

"..."

Sang Yan didn't look at her, looked around the living room, then picked up the feather duster on the TV, and made two silent gestures in her hand, slowly said: "Little devil, do you want your brother to come or come by yourself?"

Sangzhi stared at the thing in his hand and didn't answer.

Sang Yan also didn't seem to want her response: "That brother passed?"

Realizing that the situation was upside down, San Zhi suddenly called him: "Brother."

Sang Yan answered idly: "Okay, my brother passed by himself."

Watching him step by step. Sang Zhi was silent for two seconds, staring at him with a pair of eyes and said, "I was wrong."

"..."

"I'm sorry brother, I will never do this again."

"..."

Kind of meeting the wind to the rudder.

"I don't have to do this already." Sang Yan always eats soft, throwing the feather duster away. "Be obedient every day, don't always go against me, my brother will bring you delicious every day, you know?"

Sangzhi said uncomfortably.

Sang Yan: "So am I going out?"

Sang Zhi looked over at him, and suddenly asked, "Brother, who are you going to find?"

Sang Yan wore shoes for the third time and said casually: "Housemate."

Mulberry: "Oh."

"Nothing else? Do your homework well at home." Sang Yan said, "Don't go into the kitchen, don't cook for yourself. There is so much food at home, you can take care of yourself when you're hungry. You can also buy food outside , Call me if something happens. "

"..."

"Also," Sang Yan scratched his cheek, adding, "Don't open the door casually."

Sangzhi nodded.

After a while, Sang Yan went out.

The clear sound of the closing door rang at the entrance, and then returned to silence.

The cartoons on TV have ended and the ending music is played. Sang Zhi felt a little embarrassed, threw the potato chips on the coffee table, then turned off the TV and went to the toilet to wash her hands.

Think of the word "housemate" in Sang Yan's mouth.

Sangzhi's apex seemed to be scratched, gently, and itching. I felt that the opportunity was close at hand, and I could catch it with a grasp. The impulse surged up and was suppressed for a moment.

She took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and filled it with a small sip.

Sanji returned to the room.

Yin Zhenru just called her: "Sanzi!"

Sangzhi: "Why."

"Fu Zheng ’s first birthday next week." Yin Zhenru said, "They said they would sing K together and asked if you want to go."

"What time next week?"

"on Tuesday."

"Oh," said Sang Zhi, "I'll check it out."

"Are you going to prepare a gift for Fu Zhengchu?"

"Are you going to prepare a gift?" Sanji thought for a while, "I'm not free."

"..." Yin Zhenru said silently, "I didn't say it was necessary. Isn't it someone's birthday? Just prepare it, otherwise it will be awkward to pass by without anything."

"I think so," Sangzhi said earnestly, "so I won't go."

"But no one prepared it for sure!" Yin Zhenru did not want to go alone, and said busyly, "You don't need to pay too much attention to this, and I will say at that time that the one I prepared was bought by us both."

Sang Zhi took a comic book from the bookshelf and said, "Let's say it later, aren't you going to the cram school?"

"Ah!" Yin Zhenru's tone was anxious, "I forgot! I won't tell you anymore, I'm going out!"

Then she hung up.

Sang Zhi lay on the bed and flipped through the address book. Seeing the number that she remarked as "section xx", hesitated to open the interface for sending text messages. Her fingers moved and stopped again.

If so, what is it?

Bless Happy Holidays?

But recently, it seems that there is only one Armed Forces Day that has just passed.

Then-belated blessings, I wish you a happy army day!

"..."

Seems a little strange.

Or pretend to be sending the wrong text message.

Seems quite deliberate.

Otherwise, I'll call Sang Yan and tell him to go to him? Maybe you can run into it.

Sang Zhi dropped her phone and started thinking about it while looking at the comic book. After a long time, she tossed the comic book away, hid herself in the bed, and began to sleep in the afternoon.

So why meet each other.

It didn't seem to be good to meet him. He was always playing with him, and he was so young. He also felt that there was a generation gap when talking to him. There was no common language at all.

Might as well sleep at home.

Correct.

He is an old couple.

Before bed-he! Well! old! a few!

Sang Zhi got up again and drank a few sips of water, incidentally extinguishing all her urges. She lay back on the bed with satisfaction, staring at the ceiling, and suddenly started to hypnotize herself: "This shouldn't be that."

"It looks pretty. Anyone who looks good on the road will look a few more times. Even a good-looking dog will want to touch it."

The air freezes for a moment.

Sang Zhi exhaled, and continued to hypnotize: "Maybe there is really that thing, but maybe a better-looking one, I will change it to someone else."

"For example, now, if I don't see each other, I won't particularly want to meet." Sang Zhi nodded and brainwashed himself, "This proves that such a relationship is very hypocritical."

Having said this, she was slightly relaxed, and she lay back down and continued to read the comics.

Unconsciously, he fell asleep on the book.

I don't know how long it took before the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

After several dozen seconds of ringing, Sangzhi was awakened. She opened her narrow eyes and stared blankly for a few seconds, then took the cell phone and cut off the call.

Then there was another phone bombing.

Sang Zhi spent a long while in bed. When the bell rang for the third time, the call was dullly answered: "Hey?"

Sang Yan's slightly impatient voice sounded on that end: "What are you doing? I've hung it several times."

"I'm sleeping." Sangzhi wasn't happy, "I shouldn't call again if I hang up once."

Sang Yan snorted: "If you don't fight, you'll have to sue again? Hurry up, I'll have dinner with my friends outside, and you want to come together, or I'll pack it for you."

I haven't waited for Sanji to answer.

There suddenly sounded another voice: "Well, Duan Xuan seems to be a tutor nearby, should you call him?"

Sang Yan: "Anyway."

"Then I called."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and retracted the words about to be exited, whispering, "I'll eat with you."

Sang Yan: "OK?"

"Well." Sang Zhi got up and found the most reasonable reason. "I'm hungry. It's too late for you to pack back."

"Okay, change your clothes," Sang Yan said. "I'll call you and come down."

Hanging up the phone, Sangzhi walked to the closet, looked at the clothes inside, and put on a skirt. Sang Zhi washed her face in the bathroom and happened to call Sang Yan, so she quickly changed her shoes and went out.

Sang Zhi entered the elevator.

I don't know if she slept too much, she always felt a little uncomfortable when she woke up.

Especially the abdomen.

Sang Zhi felt that it might be a diarrhea, and she regretted that she didn't go to the toilet to take a look.

She stepped out of the gate downstairs and saw Sang Rong's car at a glance. Sang Yan sat in the driver's seat, beside him, a man of fat build.

Sang Zhi walked over and got into the trunk.

The man in the front passenger seat turned back and said hello to her: "Little sister, remember me?"

It is Sang Yan's roommate, Qian Fei.

Sangzhi nodded.

Sang Yan glanced back at Sang Zhi: "Be sure to fasten your seat belt."

After watching Sang Zhi fasten her seat belt, Sang Yan started the car.

Because he was going out with Sang Yan, Sang Zhi didn't bring anything, only a cell phone. She glanced at her phone, then looked out the window and asked, "Where are we going now?"

Qian Fei: "Go pick up another brother."

Sang Zhi nodded and said nothing.

Sang Yan glanced at Qian Fei: "You called and asked where he was."

"He said it was at the bus stop in East Square--" Speaking of this, Qian Fei pointed not far away, "Well, isn't that the one?"

Hearing that, Sang Yan glanced in the direction that Qian Fei was pointing, then drove the car over.

The car stopped. Along the window, Sang Zhi saw Duan Xuan coming over here, then opened the door of the trunk and sat next to her. She lowered her eyes subconsciously, not looking away.

Qian Fei yelled in front: "Do you tutor high school students?"

Duan Jiaxu responded lazily, and then there was no other movement.

Sang Zhi watched him secretly with Yu Guang.

He seemed a bit tired, leaning on the seat when he got in the car, his eyes narrowed, and his forehead was covered with fine hair. The dim yellow street lights were scattered on him, and the light and shadow were intertwined, obscure.

After a long while.

Duan Jiax suddenly raised his eyelid and looked over.

As if grabbing her sight.

Some caught off guard.

Sang Zhi grasped the hem of the skirt subconsciously, for fear of turning away her eyes seemed to be guilty, she did not dodge. After looking at him for a few seconds, she lowered her head, pretending to look calmly at the cell phone as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Duan praised and raised his eyes playfully. I don't know how to mess with the child again, he sat a little straighter, put his elbows on the window of the car, and chuckled and asked, "Child, why don't you shout?"

Sangzhi glanced at him and said obediently, "Brother."

Qian Fei turned back and said unwillingly, "Well, why don't you call me."

Sang Zhi paused and shouted again, "Hello brother."

As if he didn't hear Qian Fei's words, Duan Jiaxu stared at Sang Zhi, his eyes were bright and bright, and he was born with a bold seduce, but it didn't seem to mean that.

He didn't seem to hear it, and suddenly asked, "What's your brother?"

Sangzhi is inexplicable: "It's just my brother."

Hearing that, Duan Jiaxu laughed protractedly. This time he seemed to hear clearly, tilted his head, and repeated it leisurely: "Brother is so handsome?"

"..."

"No wonder--" Duan Jiaxu suddenly approached Sangzhi and raised an eyebrow and smiled. "When I see my brother, I blush."