It feels like going back to that year.
In the bone-chilling cold of Yihe City, at the bright and spacious airport, people were rushing in and out. Outside the T3 exit, there was a girl who was holding back her tears, and a man with a gentle look who came to pick her up.
What we wanted then was not obtained, and now we are worried about gains and losses.
In the same position, all the words that I dared not say, all the hidden thoughts, and the shame I felt at that time were torn open and exposed.
Once again.
One by one, all of them, presented with both hands.
Just wish.
He was able to take on her embarrassment, transform it into energy, and turn it into armor.
After staring at the handwriting on the note for a while, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes and looked at Sang Zhi, saying in a hoarse voice, "Are you afraid that I will think something about you?"
Sang Chi sobbed and said, "I'm afraid you think I'm weird."
In your opinion, at such a young age, when he should not know anything, he had such thoughts about you. After meeting again, he deliberately distanced himself from you, using one lie to cover up another lie.
It's very strange and inexplicable.
I was so close to you when we were younger, all the things I did for you, the things I asked you not to find a girlfriend, and the reason why I gradually distanced myself from you.
Those flaws that were revealed at the time and that you didn't notice at all.
At this moment, can we finally find the explanation
"It's not strange." Duan Jiaxu reached out and wiped away her tears, coaxing her in a low voice, "Why is this star broken? I will take it apart and it won't break anymore."
Sang Chi's eyes were red. He took one and folded it back to him along the previous trace.
Duan Jiaxu followed suit.
Soon, the long star-shaped paper returned to its original shape.
Duan Jiaxu took the one from her hand, stared at it for several seconds, and then put it in his pocket, muttering, "I have to keep it well."
Sang Chi lowered his head, looked at his toes, and said nothing.
"So if you count it this way," Duan Jiaxu's eyes dimmed, he held her hand and gently pinched her fingertips, "how many times have I made you cry?"
Hearing this, Sang Chi sniffed and tears were about to flow out again.
"You said you're not a crybaby." Duan Jiaxu stood up and said, "Get up. I want to hug you. It's not easy to hug you when you're sitting."
Sang Chi wiped away her tears with the back of her hand again and stood up obediently.
The next moment, Duan Jiaxu bent down and held her in his arms. He put his hand on the back of her head and gently stroked it, as if to comfort her. "Why did you tell me this all of a sudden?"
Sang Chi's words were nasal and a little muffled. "That's what I wanted to say."
"Come here early," Duan Jiaxu paused for a moment before realizing what was happening. "Is that what you want to tell me?"
Sang Chi was silent for a few seconds, then whispered, "I came to see you and I want to talk about this."
Duan Jiaxu: "Then why are you crying?"
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"This time, I don't have the girlfriend your brother made up." Duan Jiaxu let go of his hand and chuckled, "But now, there is a real one."
Sang Chi raised her head and stared at his face.
Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyelashes and patiently helped her button up her coat one by one, saying slowly, "Why do you look like a poor little thing? Why don't you wear something thicker?"
Sang Chi stood there without moving, just looking at him.