Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

Sang Zhi stared at the bare pho in front of him, mixed with only a few carrot shreds and vegetable leaves. She turned her gaze and fixedly looked at the full beef in Duan Xuan's bowl.

A stagnation of stagnation in the heart could not come out.

"..."

She really didn't want to say.

you! Have! so! like! eat! beef! ! !! !!

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and lifted up her chopsticks.

Knowing that no one at the scene would help her, she didn't waste her energy to complain about anything, and put a bowl of pho, which he picked and picked after him.

At this table, the person who speaks the most is Qian Fei, even more so after drinking. Throughout the night, he was talking most of the time, and basically he was solving things on the table.

Sang Zhi listened to their chats boringly.

Except for games, they are games, and there is no mention of girls or the study of a word.

Sang Zhi bit the pho, his cheek banging.

After a short while, Qian Fei, who had a bad drink, suddenly became mad. This time, I finally started to talk about my own love life, and despair broke down again: "Why the **** is my junior and I have no girlfriend, I am a junior--"

Sang Zhi wanted to reach for a bunch of chicken wings, startled by the sudden roar, and immediately retracted her hand.

She glanced quietly.

Sang Yan shook his lips: "Don't yell, you can cry when you graduate."

"I don't! I'm so fed up!" Qian Fei pointed Sang Yan with his finger. "Come to my girl, not asking me for your phone number-" and pointing to Duan Xiaoxue: "Just asking me your!"

"..."

Qian Fei burst into tears: "No one has ever asked for my number, it's my own!"

Watching a big man cry like this, Sang Yan's conscience found out and suggested, "Otherwise, you will say you're Sang Yan next time. What you want is your own number."

Duan Jiaxu didn't lift his eyelids. He tore a piece of paper towel, took a bunch of chicken wings and put them in a childish bowl, and casually agreed: "You can call Duan Jiaxu."

"..."

Isn't this worse?

Upon hearing this, Qian Fei immediately stopped crying and stared at them both.

The scene freezes for a moment.

Sang Zhi didn't dare to go to the theater anymore, and always felt that the atmosphere would erupt the next moment.

After a while, Qian Fei suddenly cried again, as if he had been favored by the emperor, with tears in his eyes and grateful tears, and said, "Good brother! Oh oh oh good brother !!!"

Mulberry: "..."

Seeing that he was almost eating, Sang Yan went to check out first, and then drove out the car.

Duan Jiaxu helped Qian Fei stand up and looked down at Sang Zhi: "Child, walk in front of brother."

Sangzhi said loudly.

Hearing the childish voice, Qian Fei looked at her strenuously, and suddenly thought of one thing: "Ah, younger sister, my brother wants to clamp your doll. Wait, which one do you want? Brother can be good at clamping dolls. "

Looking at his unstable road, Sangzhi hesitated and said, "No need ..."

"No! I will count when I speak, never lie!" Qian Fei touched twenty dollars out of his pocket and came out. "Go, go and clip the baby."

When you get out of the barbecue, there is an empty space next door with six doll machines.

Qian Fei exchanged all the money into coins, divided ten into childish ones, and looked arrogant: "Which one do you want, tell your brother, my brother will give you a folder."

Sang Zhi casually pointed at one.

Qian Fei walked crookedly.

Sang Zhi looked around and walked to a doll machine with Doraemon and stuffed three coins directly into it. She didn't know how to play, she was slow, either misaligned or caught and fell.

After a while, Duan Jiaxu came over and stood beside her.

Sang Zhi looked up at him.

Seeing him, I thought of what had just happened, and still felt ashamed. It's also a bit upset because of the beef issue.

She didn't say a word and dropped another coin into it.

Still not caught this time.

Sang Zhi squinted aside and found that Qian Fei hadn't caught any of them, and his psychology was slightly balanced. She struggled to keep playing or not to waste the money anymore.

In the next second, Duan Xu lazily said, "Child, give my brother a coin?"

"..." Sangzhi turned his head and said reluctantly, "Why do you want me?"

Duan Jiaxu laughed: "Brother has no money."

After stalemate for a long time, Sangzhi still gave him a coin.

Duan Jiaxu stood in front of the doll machine and asked her, "Which one do you want?"

Sang Zhi pointed at the person wearing a red hat and couldn't help saying, "I can't clip it six times."

Duan praised: "Well, my brother will give you a clip."

Sang Zhi stood aside and looked. Seeing that he aimed at the doll, tapped the button lightly, the hook dropped, grabbed the doll, rose a few centimeters, and fell again.

"..."

Sang Zhi shifted her eyes to Duan Jiaxu's face.

He didn't feel embarrassed either, just glanced at her and said, "Give my brother another one?"

"..."

The next time, Sang Zhi stood beside him silently, enduring Duan Xuan's continuous and brazen request for money. It was not until the last chance left that he managed to clip the doll out.

Duan Jiaxu squatted down and took out the doll from the machine: "It's not easy to pinch a doll."

Sang Zhi: "It's better to go out and buy one."

"Brother hasn't played this before." Duan Jiaxu looked up and gave her the baby. "So disgusting?"

Sangzhi's fingertips moved and he didn't take them.

Duan Jiaxu remained motionless.

After several seconds, Sangzhi lowered her eyes and took over: "Thank you brother."

Duan Jiaxu laughed softly: "Awkward kid."

"..."

"Catch you the baby." Duan Jiaxu stood up and rubbed her head. "Don't cry any more."

This resembled the words that Sang Yan had dealt with Qian Fei just now.

But he knew it wasn't for that reason. It seemed as if she had completely forgotten it, as if she had no knowledge, in order to take care of her feelings.

There was hot air flowing from the neck up to the ears. Sang Zhi's strength of holding the doll gradually tightened, concentrating on the radian of the lips, and nodded silently.

Because Qian Fei was so drunk, Sang Yan first drove the car to his house and helped him up with Duan Xu. Then he drove the car to the entrance of Nanwu University.

Duan Jiaxun got out of the car, waved with the two of them, and entered the school.

The night was rich, the university's main entrance was spacious and bright, and the street lights inside were obviously a little darker. The man's back was thin and tall, gradually blending with the darkness until he disappeared.

The car started.

Sang Zhi looked back and asked, "Brother, would you like to live in school?"

Sang Yan: "Yes."

"Why doesn't he come home?"

"His house is not here."

"Isn't it a holiday now?"

"I don't know." Sang Yan obviously didn't want to ignore her. "Where'd you talk so much?"

Sang Zhi was silent for a while, or still bored his head forward and asked, "Is it true that Qian Fei brother said someone asked for your phone number?"

Sang Yan: "Crap."

Sangzhi: "Is there a follow-up?"

Sang Yan: "Nowhere to follow."

"Oh." Sang Zhi thought about it, "fortunately you didn't give it."

Sang Yan spoke at the steering wheel without saying a word.

The next second, Sang Zhi said, "I think it may be that they come to Qian Fei brother for your contact information, and then ask if you can give them the approval of the brother's contact information."

"..."

"Brother, take care of yourself."

"To shut up."

"Don't let them humiliate you."

"..."

"Although you are indeed the ugliest one of our parents," Sang Zhi paused, as if thinking carefully about the words, and honestly said, "However, you are still ugly outside."

"..."

The author has something to say: Sang Yan: I want to get a lunch box.