Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

Sang Zhi remembers Duan Jiaxu going to help her meet her parents, but long ago forgets that Fu Zhengchu was also present at the time. It's been seven or eight years since this happened, and her impression has faded a lot.

But when I heard the passage approve of this, the childish memories floated up in an instant.

She silent for a few seconds: "You just remembered it?"

Duan Jiaxu coughed quietly and didn't speak.

His reaction, the childlike expression had a crack, and instantly understood. She stared at him for a long while, with an unbelievable tone, and said dumbly, "Why didn't you just explain it?"

Duan Jiaxu laughed: "I'm not afraid that I think too much."

Extremely righteous.

But he clearly guessed Fu Zhengchu's idea.

Sang Zhi took a deep breath and couldn't help but reach out and pinch his waist: "Don't pretend."

Her strength was not heavy, it seemed to tickle him. Duan Jiaxu didn't hide, as if he really felt itchy, he smiled a little out of breath, and spoke a little breath when he said, "You classmate is quite able to make up for the brain."

Sanji also felt extraordinarily ridiculous: "What did he think?"

"But it's interesting to guess."

"..." Sang Zhi blocked her chest in one breath, and couldn't get up or down. When she didn't want to ignore him, she looked at her mobile phone again, and when she wanted to find the chat window with Fu Zhengchu, she found out that a series of words had been sent over there.

Fu Zhengchu: [You ...]

Fu Zhengchu: [Just in front of you and so many people around, I'm sorry to say. 】

Fu Zhengchu: [You're not good, are your parents aware, they must not be crazy? And this thing is not in accordance with moral ethics. As your friend, I would advise you to turn back to shore. 】

Fu Zhengchu: [You just made this presentation too bright, you are not afraid to be seen? Seriously, I now start to wonder if I have a problem. 】

After a few minutes.

Fu Zhengchu: [The more I fuck, the more ...]

Fu Zhengchu: [Think about it yourself. You do n’t have to worry, I ’m not so big-mouthed and I wo n’t tell anyone. 】

Sang Zhi pulled his forehead and replied: [Not like you think, this is not my brother, it is my brother's friend. Before, he just helped my brother to help me see the teacher. 】

After sending successfully, Sang Zhi put away her phone and narrowed her eyes to applaud.

Maybe she was afraid of her annoyance. Duan Xiaoxu's smile converged a little, and she looked at her.

However, Sang Zhi didn't mention what happened just now. After seeing Duan Xiaoxu's car, he whispered, "Let's go and eat."

Duan Jiaxu drove the car near the company.

They haven't seen each other for almost a month. After stopping the car, he didn't rush to get out of the car either, and went to give Sanzi a seat belt. The distance shortened all of a sudden, his gaze staring at her, getting closer and closer.

Extra obvious hint.

Duan Xiao's head was a little bit side, and the tip of her nose touched the skin under her eyes. With a hot scent, and a familiar and good smell of tobacco. The lips seemed to fit the next moment, but settled at this moment.

The distance from moment to moment.

Ambiguous fermentation in the air.

Duan Xiao's throat knot rolled slightly. The facial features are softened by the light outside the window, and the pupils are light and glowing. He caressed her face stupidly, chuckled, and kept his head down.

The gesture is inexplicable.

All emotions seemed to be heating up and escalating with this move.

But it was too late.

Because Sang Zhi suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth.

Duan Jiaxu's body suddenly paused, her eyes raised, and she looked at her silently. Does not seem to have any emotions, but it is inexplicably dangerous.

Sang Zhi said, "Don't kiss me first."

Duan Jiaxu didn't open her hand. When talking, the heat blasted into her palm, like a current: "how?"

"I remember what my classmate said just now." Sang Zhi was very revengeful, and said deliberately, "I don't remember who you are. Anyway, seeing you is like seeing my brother, you should stay away from me."

Duan Jiaxu thoughtfully: "So serious?"

Mulberry's face was nodded.

His eyelashes moved, his eyes drooped, stopped on her lips, and he looked up again quickly.

This silence did not last long.

Suddenly, Duan Jiaxu tore off her hand, put it on her chest, and brought her all over. Before Sang Zhi's response came, his lips were already attached.

The tip of her tongue was against the seam of her lips, swiping inward along her teeth, catching her tongue, intertwining and licking hard.

Sang Zhi's eyes were not closed, and his mouth opened, and he asked for it.

When kissing, he always likes to pinch her earlobe, or caress the skin behind the neck. At the lips, she delicately and patiently invaded every corner of her, and the force was a little heavy, not tender.

It seemed like thinking little by little, tearing her apart, tasting it, and swallowing it.

She tried to squeeze him out and was pinched by his chin, sweeping wildly inside.

There was nothing else in Sang Zhi's head, and his head rose involuntarily, catering to him.

I don't know how long, Duan Xia bit her lower lip, licked it slightly, and backed away. The light has not changed, his pupils are inexplicably deeper, his lips are red and bright, and he has water stains.

All the sullen breath in Sangzhi disappeared into nothing at this moment.

Then, Sang Zhi heard him say, "Now—"

She raised her eyes.

Duan Jiaxu bent his lips, and Peach's eyes narrowed, making him laugh like a curse.

"Remember who I am?"

3.

With a heavy rain, the season changed from summer to autumn, and the dryness in the air dispersed a little, and it was a little humid. As the leaves withered and the temperature plummeted, a new year ushered in.

The cold wave swept through, and cold air struck on a large scale.

Unlike the cold in the north, the winter in the south is wet and cold, and no matter how thick it is, it looks like from any corner, it can penetrate into the body along the pores and penetrate into the bone marrow.

17 years was the coldest winter Duan Xiaoxuan spent in Nanwu.

After so many years, he felt it again.

New Year should be a lively and festive festival.

This familiar and strange feeling.

Duan Xiaoxuan spent the year in Sang's family.

Maybe he was afraid that he felt embarrassed, or was cramped because he had not been invited. One month before the Chinese New Year, Duan Jiaxu went to Sang's for dinner, and Sang Rong began to talk to him about it.

Li Ping also assumed that she would be angry if he could not get over.

Duan Jiaxu did have the idea of ​​not wanting to disturb their family's New Year at the beginning. But when they said that, they felt calm, didn't hide their feelings, and responded with a smile.

He mentioned this to Sang Zhi.

Although he knew his parents would definitely ask him to spend the New Year together, Sang Zhi still felt very happy to hear it.

After returning from school, because of this matter, Sangzhi sticks to his parents for several days like a fart. Later, when Duan Xu was found free, he grabbed him to go shopping.

New Year's gifts for family members have already been prepared.

This time I went out, I just wanted to help Duan Xuan buy some new clothes.

After being together, Duan's clothes were basically bought by him for him.

Duan Jiaxu was not very concerned about these things. Before, when he was alone, without clothes, he went to a men's clothing store to buy a few items. The whole process took less than ten minutes. When you can't spare any time, you can buy it directly online.

But because he looks good, everything looks good. So there is no big impact.

I feel that he is not good at himself, and he likes to worry about these things for him, and he is not so enthusiastic about buying clothes. When I go shopping with friends, I always run to men's clothing stores.

The two entered a men's clothing store.

Sang Zhi looked at his clothes and asked him for his opinion.

Duan Jiaxu smiled back: "You just look good."

Sang Zhi took a dark red sweater, handed it to him, and made a serious gesture, saying in his mouth: "New year, dress more joyfully. Would you say good?"

Duan Jiaxu stared at her and said softly, "Okay."

"Then you try it."

"it is good."

When he went to the fitting room, Sangzhi picked a few more clothes and held them in his arms. She looked aside, freeing her hand to flip over the coat next to her, and took it off. Forget the time, then walk towards the fitting room.

Duan Jiaxu just happened to come out.

The store is full of lights, Duan Xuan's complexion is white, as if it is shining. Because of staying up late for a long time, there is a layer of blue-gray under his eyes, but because the lip color is naturally red, it does not look hazy.

The neckline of the sweater was a bit low, exposing a section of the collarbone. Most of his clothes were dark, and it was rare to wear clothes of this color, which made him look more and more eye-catching. Standing there quietly seemed to stir people.

Duan Jiaxu came to her and asked, "Can you?"

Sangzhi's gaze was as if he could not move away, honestly: "It looks good."

Duan Jiaxu: "Then this one."

Sang Zhi couldn't help saying, "Why do you look so good?"

"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu leaned down and stared at her, Dang Erlang said. "Then, to praise my brother, the best in the world."

"..." Sang Zhidang didn't hear, and gave him the clothes in his hand. "Should you try these?"

"Don't try it," Duan Jiaxu said, "buy it all."

"Oh."

"I'll go get my clothes back."

Sangzhi whispered and offered awkwardly: "Let's go in this dress."

Hearing this, Duan Jiax raised her eyebrows and said with a low smile, "Brother is so beautiful?"

Sang Zhi did not answer this, holding his clothes and walking towards the cashier, he said, "Let's go and pay."

Duan Jiaxu didn't tease her any more, just followed her and laughed.

After checking out, the two left the store.

Sangzhi thought, "Would you like to buy a formal dress?"

Duan Jiaxu: "Buy when you get married."

"..."

Sang Zhi glanced at him and said, "Go and buy shoes, you have worn them for a long time."

Duan Jiaxu pointed to the women's clothing store next to him: "Go buy some for you."

"I bought a lot of clothes recently."

"Well," Duan Jiaxu said, "then buy it for you."

Picking up his clothes, Sanzhi was a little interested.

Duan Jiaxu picked her up with interest. But unlike Sang Zhi picking clothes for him, Duan Xu would wear whatever she picked. Sangzhi's requirements are very high, and if he takes one, he will murmur with dissatisfaction.

"This one will look dark on me."

"This skirt is so long. It looks like a meter and a half."

"This pattern is earthy."

"Don't do this."

In the end, none were picked.

Sang Zhi also gradually discovered that the girls around him seemed to glance dumbly at Duan Xu's body. She paused and looked at him, staring at his collarbone exposed in the air.

She was silent for a few seconds, and her face became ugly.

Duan Jiaxue said with a good temper: "Changing another store."

Sang Zhi looked up, stared at his eyes, and grotesquely said, "Which man--"

Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"

"It's so badly dressed."

"..."

On New Year's Eve, Duan Xie came to Sang's at noon.

It ’s early to eat New Year's Eve here, and it has already begun at four in the afternoon. He stayed at home and had nothing to do, and planned to come to help in advance.

It was Sanzhi who opened the door for him.

As soon as he entered, Duan Xuan could hear that Li Ping was scolding Sang Yan. You can also smell the extremely fragrant home cooking. The girl in front of her eyes smiled and gave him a pair of slippers cheerfully, and she was in a good mood.

Duan Jiaxu rubbed her head: "Why so happy?"

"My brother was scolded." The pear vortex on Sang Zhi's lips sank deep and smiled silly.

"..."

Sang Rong is sitting in the living room and reading the newspaper.

Hearing the movement, he looked up and greeted Duan Xu with a kind greeting.

Duan Jiaxu said with a smile, "Uncle Happy New Year."

Liping and Sang Yan seemed to be in the kitchen.

After chatting with Sang Rong, he was pulled into the kitchen by Sang Zhi. At this point, Sang Yan was standing next to the counter, washing dishes impatiently, and Liping frowned, "What is your expression? Mom can't help you?"

Sang Yan stopped. "Mom, how many times have you said this?"

Duan Jiaxu made a noise and shouted politely, "Auntie."

Hearing, Liping turned back. When she saw Duan Xuan, she instantly laughed, as if she saw her own son: "Acknowledgement is here? Let's go sit for a while, aunt cut some fruit for you."

Since talking to them last time, Duan Xuxue has visited the Sang family quite a lot, and will go at least once a week. More than the son of Sang Yan.

After getting along for a long time, Sang Rong and Liping also got better impressions of him.

Because of this contrast, they are becoming more and more accustomed to Sang Yan who has not returned home for hundreds of years, and their attitude towards the two has gradually changed.

"No," Duan Jiaxu said busyly. "Let me help you."

"Let this stinky boy do it on his own." Li Ping looked at Sang Yan again and continued to train him. "This virtue, learn more skills, otherwise I'm really afraid that the girl Yi Fan will not want to follow you."

Sang Yan pointed at Sang Zhi: "So she can get married like this?"

Sang Zhi was very upset, hiding behind Duan Xu, and revealed his head. Before she could say anything, Duan Jiaxu had already spoken and said gently, "It's all right, aunt, I can cook."

She stared at Sang Yan, echoing timidly: "Sorry, my boyfriend will."

Li Ping hated iron and said, "Look at others."

Sang Yan put up with it: "Mom, who is your son?"

Li Ping: "Did you let me choose?"

"..." Sang Yan understood what she said.

He was very self-aware and didn't ask again. Just glanced at Duan Xu with an expressionless expression, and sneered, "OK."

After New Year's Eve, the family sat on the sofa to chat and watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The Sang family has the habit of keeping the old. Although I felt sleepy, I still got to twelve. As soon as the bell passed, Sang Rong gave each of them a red envelope and said some nonsense.

I'm getting older and I can't stay up late.

Soon, Sang Rong and Liping returned to the room.

Duan Jiaxu and Sang Yan cleaned up the mess on the coffee table.

Sang Zhi is sleepy, but still braces his eyelids and helps while yawning. Seeing this, Duan Jiaxu went to kiss her forehead and smiled: "Go to sleep."

"I'll help you," Mulberry muttered. "It's not too messy, anytime soon."

Sang Yan looked at them coolly: "Is my name changed to Sang Air?"

"..."

Duan Jiaxu laughed, "Go to bed, I'll make it with your brother."

"Oh, then you remember to ask my brother to get a new toothbrush and towel with you."

After speaking, she stood up and trot back to the room.

Sang Yan swept the peanut shells on the table into the trash can, and a cold sentence came out: "How do I think you are getting more and more annoying?"

Duan Jiax raised an eyebrow: "Brother, what do you mean by that?"

Sang Yan smashed the peanut shell directly at him.

"Brother." Duan Jiaxu said with a sullen smile. "It's on the ground. Go and get a broom."

"..."

Duan Jiaxu lives at Sang's today and sleeps with Sang Yan.

They had been taking showers one after the other, and returned to the room to sleep. Sang Yan threw the pillow on the sofa, and of course repeated his previous words: "Sorry, I don't sleep with men."

At this point, Duan Jiaxue didn't sleep well. He sat on the sofa, flipped his pockets, and took out the red envelope just given by Sang Rong. He looked for a while, smiled, and didn't see how much money was in it.

Sang Yan looked weird: "What kind of expression do you have, don't you accept a red envelope?"

Duan Jiaxu put it on the table, picked up the cigarette on the table, and said casually, "I haven't received much."

"..."

Not long after, a red envelope flew from Sang Yan.

Duan Jiaxu took it subconsciously. I heard Sang Yan snoring, and then said, "So your post-80s are not the same as our post-90s. You are really not suitable for a red envelope at your age."

"..."

"Out of respect for the elderly, I'll give you my share."

Duan Jiaxu tossed to the table with a smile. "You are really a young post-90s generation."

Sang Yan: "Can you say that?"

Duan Jiaxu said nothing, touched the mobile phone in his pocket, then suddenly remembered that he changed a pair of pants, but he still felt something. He took it out and found it was also a red envelope.

It's exactly the same as the two on the table.

I don't know when Sangzhi was put in his pocket.

He stunned and smiled inexplicably.

Put the three red envelopes side by side.

There was an extremely cold wind outside, as if screaming, crying, and beating against the window.

Just listening to the sound makes people feel chill.

But for so many years, Duan Jiaxu felt, the warmest New Year.

4.

Having known each other for so many years, Sang Zhi has basically never seen Duan Xuan's anger. Occasionally he was really angry, and it didn't take long for him to dissipate. His temper didn't look like a normal person.

Sang Zhi never thought that one day she would also see what this Buddha said.

— "It's scary to see my brother lose his temper."