Sang Chi's voice was not loud and her tone was calm, but perhaps because the content was too shocking, it was like being amplified by a loudspeaker and reaching the ears of the other two people.
The silence was broken and the atmosphere relaxed for a moment, but then it became even more awkward.
Duan Jiaxu frowned but still said nothing.
The woman couldn't tell what he was thinking. Was he touched by the joke, or did he think it was just a harmless joke? She couldn't keep the smile on her face, and she slowly put down the hand holding the phone.
Sang Chi secretly glanced in Duan Jiaxu's direction.
By coincidence, she met his eyes. She immediately lowered her eyes, put her schoolbag on her chest like a guilty thief, and fumbled for her cell phone inside, pretending that she was just a background.
A few more seconds passed.
Duan Jiaxu retracted his gaze and followed Sang Chi's words: "Well, I'm a bit of a scumbag."
"… "
"And I've been having a hard time coping lately." He chuckled, shook the phone in his hand, and said casually, "If you want to call me, you may have to wait in line for a number."
His tone was matter-of-fact, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, and there was no shame on his face. It was as if he felt that having a good appearance made him superior to others.
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows frivolously: "Do you want to reconsider it?"
The woman took a deep breath and tried to be polite: "No thanks."
"That's a pity." Duan Jiaxu sighed and said regretfully, "Why don't you leave me your contact information? Maybe you'll change your mind someday..."
Before he could finish his words, the woman turned and left.
Only Sang Chi and Duan Jiaxu were left standing there.
After he could no longer see the woman's back, Duan Jiaxu turned his head to look at Sang Zhi and asked leisurely, "Kid, my brother can't get 30 together, what should I do?"
"… "
The tone was gentle and calm, as if he was really asking.
It's like a dagger hidden behind a smile.
Sang Chi even thought that he might as well lose his temper with himself. The lethality would probably not be that strong.
"One short." Duan Jiaxu smiled, "How are we going to spend this month?"
"…" Sang Chi didn't dare to speak. He coughed twice uncomfortably, and his back felt numb. A feeling of timidity suddenly filled his heart.
Duan Jiaxu, who was standing aside, didn't say anything else and was too quiet.
It seems like he is planning some big move.
Sang Chi was so scared that she didn't even dare to peek this time. She just stood there obediently. The unpredictable future made her uneasy. She swallowed and took a step back without making a sound.
She mustered up her courage and quickly shouted "Goodbye, brother." Then she suddenly ran forward as if she was escaping.
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows, easily grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Why are you running?"
He was caught before he could run two steps.
Sang Chi suddenly realized that the possibility of escape was basically zero.
She was deflated.
"It's too late... It's almost dark." Sang Chi lowered his head guiltily, his voice as small as a mosquito's buzz, "My mother will be home soon, and she will be worried if she sees that I haven't returned yet."
Duan Jiaxu looked up at the sky symbolically: "It's so late, how can I let you go back alone?"