She hadn't been sleeping well recently, and she slept late last night, so Sang Chi slept very soundly this time, and she didn't know when she woke up. She had been sleeping for a long time, and her head felt heavy, and her brain couldn't work properly.
For a moment, I felt like I didn't know where I was.
Lying on the bed, Sang Zhi was in a daze for a long time. She gradually came to her senses, turned over and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and noticed that it was just past noon.
With a quick glance, I happened to see the covered photo frame next to it.
Sang Chi sniffed and subconsciously straightened it up.
At the same time, she saw the photo in the frame, and the young and immature self in it. She paused, stretched out her hand and stroked the smiling Duan Jiaxu with her fingertips, and suddenly recalled his actions yesterday.
Cover the photo frame for no reason.
I didn't pay much attention to his actions at that time, but now when I think about it, it seems like an attempt to cover up something only makes it more obvious.
After looking at it for a few more seconds, Sang Chi muttered quietly, "Can't you just change the photo?"
Sang Chi stopped thinking about it and sat up straight. The quilt slipped off with the movement.
She looked down and noticed the loose T-shirt on her body and the tiny red marks on her skin. Sang Chi then realized that she was wearing Duan Jiaxu's clothes. And she only had this one on, nothing else.
The pain from yesterday has also eased a lot.
Sang Chi got out of bed and didn't feel uncomfortable, just a slight discomfort. She felt a little uncomfortable with the clothes on, as if she was not wearing anything. She just wanted to go back to her room to change into a new set of clothes and put on her underwear.
Before she reached the door, it was pushed open from the outside.
Duan Jiaxu's hand was still on the doorknob. Noticing Sang Zhi's current appearance, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his eyes slowly passed over every corner of her body from top to bottom. Finally, he looked at her again.
Seeing him, Sang Chi remembered what happened last night.
I felt my face getting hot for no apparent reason.
At this moment, I didn't even know what expression to use to face him.
Sang Zhi turned away and asked, "Don't you have to go to work?"
Duan Jiaxu: "I've asked for leave."
Sang Chi touched his head and nodded, "I'll go wash up."
He hummed softly, his eyes still on her. Standing at the door, he showed no intention of moving away, then lowered his head, as if he wanted to kiss her again.
Sang Chi immediately covered her mouth and said, "I didn't brush my teeth."
Duan Jiaxu smiled and kissed the back of her hand. His eyebrows were slightly lowered, looking at the marks on her body, he reached out and stroked it gently, saying gently, "Why does it look so painful?"
Sang Chi didn't react. "Ah"
His words seemed to be soothing, but there was no trace of guilt.
"I'll be gentler next time."
Sang Chi returned to her room to change clothes and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Thinking about what Duan Jiaxu had just said, she paused, spit out the foam in her mouth, and poured some water into her mouth.
I'll be gentler next time.
Next time.
She couldn't even recall what mood she was in when she said "I didn't say no" yesterday. The shame she felt after realizing it came over her instantly.
Countless images emerged in my mind.
Sang Yan asked her expressionlessly, "Can you be more reserved?"
So, does she behave like that in front of other people