Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

It was getting dark.

The street lights on the side had not yet turned on, and Duan Xu's eyes were deeper. He looked at Mulberry with a steady look, his lips line was a little straight, he couldn't see his mood, and he didn't do anything else.

This quietness is like the calmness before the storm.

Sang Zhi added nervously and anxiously: "None of my parents ever hit me."

Duan Jiaxue speciously said, "I hit you?"

Sang Zhi gave him a sigh of relief, looking at him, "No?"

Duan Jiaxu laughed: "Did I say no?"

"..."

His eyelids moved, and he suddenly noticed a particularly noticeable mark on the childlike clean school uniform. Positioned next to the neckline, it was obviously scalded by soot.

Duan Jiaxu glanced for a moment, thinking he was wrong, and slowly got closer.

Sang Zhi thought that he really wanted to teach her, clenched his lips, looked jealous, and flattened his hands behind him, timidly before him.

Duan Xiaoxu's throat knot rolled down and pointed at her collar: "How did you get it?"

Sang Zhi froze and looked in the direction he was pointing. Only then did you find a mark on the clothes. She subconsciously choked with her fingertips, and did not choke off.

"Child," Duan Jiaxu asked in a low voice, "Someone bullied you?"

Sangzhi nodded hesitantly.

Duan Jiaxue's complexion became unsightly for a moment. She subconsciously checked for a wound on her body and frowned. "Why not tell your brother?"

"I don't want to trouble you. My brother asked me to be honest, don't bother you." Sang Zhiwen swallowed, "I didn't plan to hide it, I will tell my parents when I go back."

Duan Jiaxu patience asked: "Have you hit you?"

Sang Zhi thought about it and shook her head: "Just patted my face, took me twenty dollars, and then asked me to give them money tomorrow."

"Why did you run there?"

"My friend asked me to go." Thinking of Yin Zhenru, the childish mood worsened again, and the volume decreased slightly. "She felt scared and asked me to go together."

Duan Jiaxu's words brought a few absurdities: "Why didn't she tell the parents?"

"Because those people said, tell the parents to come to our school every day to find us." He asked, and Sangzi answered, "so she dare not tell the parents."

Hearing that, Duan Jiaxu squatted down and looked down at her.

Then suddenly came out the sentence: "Extend your hand."

He obviously didn't want to give her something. Sangzhi looked at him suspiciously, didn't move, and held out his hand after a short while.

Duan Jiaxu raised her hand and hit her palms unexpectedly.

The strength was light, but it seemed to be clapping her.

Sang Zhi immediately retracted his hand: "What are you doing?"

Duan Jiaxuan said lazily: "Hit you."

"..."

"Child, listen well. Whoever cheats you to an unsafe place in the future, even the best friend, you can't go." Duan Jiaxu stood up and rubbed her hair, "Have you heard? "

Sang Zhiquan said, "You can't hit anyone then."

"Huh? Why can't you hit someone?" Duan Jiaxu chuckled, "If you don't listen--"

Childish look was alert.

He stretched the ending, and his tone was a little interesting: "Brother sees you once and hits you once."

"..."

Seeing that it was late, the two did not continue to stay where they were.

"This time I'm pretty brave?" Duan Jiaxu held her arm slowly out of the alley. "I didn't cry when I was bullied."

Sang Zhi doesn't matter: "It didn't hurt me anyway."

"Where did your friend go?"

"do not know."

Duan Jiaxu said: "You probably know something at your age? If this friend is not good to you, he is a bad friend, and you should not deal with her in the future."

Sang Zhi nodded silently.

"Go back and tell your parents." Duan Jiaxu said, "Don't hide anything in the future, they will protect you."

"Got it."

Seeing that she heard it, Duan Xuan didn't mention it again, and asked, "When your brother picked you up, how did you get home?"

The word "hit" in his mouth had not been spoken yet, and he thought of something sloppily, and immediately swallowed the words back to his stomach and changed his mouth: "Take the bus."

"Take the bus?" Duan Jiaxu raised an eyebrow. "Are you afraid of being stepped on by accident?"

Sangzhi Zhiwu said: "No."

Out of the alley, the road to the bus will pass through the gate of Nanwu University. The traffic has increased significantly, and most of them are college students out for dinner.

Duan Jiaxu didn't seem to listen to her and planned to stop a taxi by the road.

Soon, there was a boy whom Duan acknowledged and passed by on a bicycle. Hippie greeted him with a smile and said, "Good school."

Duan praised him suddenly and shouted, "Lin Hai."

The boy stopped the car: "Ah?"

"Lend me a bike? I'll pay you back later."

"Okay." Lin Hai got off the car very quickly, glanced at the childish next to him, curious, "Senior, is this your sister?"

Duan Jiaxu heard.

"Hello younger sister." Lin Hai waved her hand and ran towards the gate of the school. "That senior, I'm leaving first! My girlfriend is waiting for me!"

"Go." Duan Jiaxu casually patted the dust on the back seat and said to Sang Zhi, "Child, brother, take you home?"

Sang Zhi did not hesitate and took a step in his direction.

Duan Jiaxu's lips were slightly curved, and he laughed and said, "So happy?"

"..."

"Sneerly laughing."

Sang Zhi touched the corners of his lips subconsciously.

Did not rise at all.

When I wanted to refute something, Duan Jiaxu had already mounted a bicycle, carrying her back, urging her with a smile: "Come up."

"..."

shameless.

Because of his words, Sangzhi felt a little uncomfortable, and sat up, rubbing his hands crampedly on the sides of the back seat.

Wait for her to sit upright.

Duan praised that his legs were still on the ground, and there was no unnecessary movement.

Sang Zhi reminded: "Brother, I'm seated."

On hearing that, Duan Jiaxu turned her head and stared at her, asking, "Child, are you missing your hand?"

What's this?

Sangzhi raised his hand in wonder, "Where is it?"

"I don't know if I'm helping my brother?" Duan Jiaxu grabbed her wrist and placed it on his waist. "What are you hiding?"

The childish breath was stagnation. The strength in his hand was loosened immediately, and changed to grab his clothes.

Duan Jiaxu stepped on the pedal.

The bicycle slowly moved forward, speeding up gradually.

The temperature at night is much cooler than the daytime, and the sound of the wind is also loud. It scratches to the ears, and the sound of whistling is poured into the ears, patting the eardrum.

The night was filled with sweet floral fragrance in his nose, mixed with the smell of orange soda from the man. Like with confusion.

Let Sanzi be a little confused.

The wind in my ear is the sound of wind;

Or maybe it was the sound of her heartbeat.

Silent for a long time.

Sang Zhi gradually calmed down the heart rate. Feeling bored, she took the initiative to talk to Duan Xu: "Brother, where is my brother?"

Duan Jiaxu: "It seems to be accompanying someone to the interview."

"Ah?" Sang Chi thought for a while, "Is it the job interview?"

"Ok."

"Isn't my brother a junior now? Why is he looking for a job?"

"Internship." Duan Jiaxu said, "If it does not affect the course, you can do the internship whenever you want."

Sang Zhi whispered, staring at Duan Xu's black t-shirt blown by the wind, and whispered, "Brother, don't you go to the internship?"

"Well, I have lessons this semester."

"Then when do you plan to go for an internship?"

"Next semester, or wait for a senior."

"Is it near the school?"

"No." Duan Jiaxu turned a corner and said casually, "look over there."

"..."

The wind was penetrated by the cold air and patted on her face. Sang Zhi stunned for a while, his heart was a bit empty, and he whispered, and asked, "Brother, don't you plan to stay in Nanwu in the future?"

"Um." Duan Jiaxu smiled lightly. "Brother has to go home."

Mulberry: "Oh."

after awhile.

Sang Zhi asked again, "Brother, when are you going home?"

"Well? Where are you having so many questions today?" But he didn't seem impatient, and replied slowly, "It depends. I don't think about it."

Afraid to make him unhappy, Sanzhi carefully asked the last question: "Are you going back?"

Duan Jiaxu said, "No."

"..."

Why don't you go home for Chinese New Year ...

Sangzhi wondered, but she didn't dare ask any more.

Unknowingly downstairs Sang Zhi's home. Duan Jia Xu braked, looked at her, and asked, "Can I go up?"

Sang Zhi nodded, said "Thank you brother", and then limped toward the gate.

Before walking a few steps, Duan Jiaxu called her: "Wait a while."

Sang Zhi stopped and looked back.

I saw Duan Jiaxu walking in front of her and bending down.

The street lamp next to it was mostly blocked by lush leaves, and the field of vision became a bit dark. Sang Zhi could feel that he seemed to have stuffed something in her pocket.

As she was about to look out, Duan Jiaxu raised her hand and squeezed her face, diverted her attention, and reminded her again, "Go back and tell your parents."

"……Oh."

When I got home, it happened to be dinner.

Sang Zhi mentioned this to her parents at the dinner table, and they were taken aback.

Li Ping immediately contacted the teacher. Sang Rong asked her some details and calmed her emotions so that she didn't have to be afraid.

Sang Zhi was indeed not afraid and nodded frequently. After dinner, I went back to my room and prepared to do my homework. Just turning the homework out, she suddenly remembered when she was downstairs, she felt her pockets subconsciously.

Like a piece of paper?

Sang Zhi took it out.

At first glance, it was twenty dollars.

It looks a bit old, with wrinkles on all four corners, obviously not hers. But with this money in her pocket, it was as if she had not been blackmailed or robbed of money today.

Nothing bad happened.

It seems to be comforting her very purely in this way.

Sang Zhi stared at it for a while, then jumped onto the bed, rolled herself into the quilt, and felt the air **** out a little bit. It wasn't until her face turned red that she poked her head out.

Staring at the ceiling, he somehow laughed out loud.

Later, Sang Zhi got up, flattened the twenty dollars, and pressed them into his drawing board. Then he took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag and found out Duan's favored number.

Note that his number is located in Yihe.

Seems to be from another province.

Sang Zhi has heard of this place but has never been to it. She thought about it and searched the distance from Nanwu to the city. It took three hours by plane.

Seems a little far away.

Sangzhi hesitated, and searched the university in Yihe City again and again for a while before lying on the table annoyingly. Taking note of the star paper next to her, she drew a sheet of paper and sat upright, absently writing on the white side.

— "I will not play with Yin Zhenru in the future. 2009.11.05"

She quickly stacked into a star and threw it into the milk bottle. Then, I took another one, and this time the writing speed slowed down and the writing down was extremely slow.

After a long time.

The bottle that recorded her life.

Loaded again, the biggest secret of her adolescence.

—— "Although I don't want to admit it, I seem to really like someone. 2009.11.05"

He fell in love with her brother's friend, a man seven years older than her.

At the age when her love started.

After school the next day.

Sang Zhi did her homework in class as usual, waiting for Sang Yan to pick her up and go home. This time, however, he did not have to wait until five o'clock, and past four thirty past one, Sang Zhi saw Sang Yan's figure.

He also brought two of his roommates.

One is Duan Xiaoxuan and the other is Chen Junwen.

It's like coming to pick her up and get together a table to play mahjong.

Sang Zhi quickly packed things up, got to Sang Yan's side, looked at Duan Xie secretly with Yu Guang, quickly recovered his eyes, and whispered, "Brother, why are you bringing someone else with you today?"

Sang Yan glanced at her: "Did those who blackmailed you yesterday told you to pass today?"

Sangzhi nodded: "What's wrong?"

"lead the way."

"..."

Thinking of the three girls yesterday and looking at the three tall men in front of them, Sangzhi was a little speechless: "Don't go ..."

"Little devil." Sang Yan pulled her face hard. "I haven't tried anything like being bullied at the door, understand?"

Chen Junwen echoed: "That's it!"

Duan Xuan just laughed.

"..." Sang Zhi glanced at them three, "Oh."

Silently led them to the door of that alley.

Sang Yan: "Little devil, what do those people look like? Don't go in."

Sang Zhi: "Three girls."

"..." Sandyan paused. "Women?"

"Well. The boss is half taller than me, and his hair is wine-red." Sanzhi thought about it, "the face looks like a palette."

Most of Chen Junwen's anger disappeared: "Women ... women have a little influence on my performance."

Sang Yan sneered: "Take care of his man and woman."

It seemed like a sudden loss of challenge.

Chen Junwen felt that the trouble of three big men going in to find three girls was a shame. Sang Yan simply let Chen Junwen stay here and watch Sang Zhi, then followed Duan Xu into the alley.

The smell of the sewer was permeated by the dirty alley.

A stained sign hung in the middle, with the words "Internet cafe" written on it. Maybe I heard the movement. It didn't take long for three girls to come out.

Duan Xia pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, drew a cigarette, lit it, and looked distracted. He held the cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and from the faint smoky smoke, he could see clearly the girl standing in front.

Match the description in Sang Zhi's mouth.

Half head taller than her, burgundy hair, palette face.

Maybe the people they met were different from what they expected. The girl waved her hands in disappointment, but it was because the good-looking man couldn't help but take a few more glances, and then signaled the other two girls to go back with her.

Sang Yan played with the lighters in his hands and shouted at them, with a slightly cool tone: "Classmate."

The red-haired girl stopped and looked back, wondering, "You call me?"

Didn't wait for Sang Yan to speak.

On the other side, Duan Xuox took the initiative to speak out.

"It is said that--"

His pair of peach blossom eyes were bent, smiling softly and ambiguously: "You asked my child to give you money to spend?"