There is a sudden sound of wind in my ears.
There was a faint scent of lime mixed with a light scent of tobacco. The sunlight fell on his body, casting a golden outline and adding a touch of softness.
After not seeing him for two months, Duan Jiaxu had his hair cut shorter. I don't know if it was Sang Chi's illusion, but he seemed to have grown taller. But otherwise, there seemed to be no major changes.
Still so unbridled and dazzling.
Sang Chi's heart skipped a beat.
Because of these words, she actually felt guilty. As if she had really done something wrong, she was so uneasy that she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet, and her spine straightened involuntarily.
After a while, she pressed the doll in her hand into his and whispered, "I didn't know it was yours."
Sang Chi lowered his head and took a step forward awkwardly.
When she didn't hear his response, she pointed to the books in the trunk and explained seriously, "I came to help my brother move into the dormitory. I saw something in the car and wanted to help him move it up."
After waiting for a few more seconds, he still didn't speak.
Sang Chi hesitated for a moment, then added: "If I knew that the doll was yours, I wouldn't help you get it."
"..." Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows moved, he stood up, and repeated in a questioning tone, "You knew it was mine, so you didn't help me get it?"
Sang Chi nodded immediately: "I definitely won't take it."
"You definitely won't take it?" Duan Jiaxu's voice was lazy, with a slightly accusatory tone, "Kid, do you have a conscience?"
"… "
If she takes it, people will say she is a thief; if she doesn’t take it, people will say she has no conscience.
This man is more fickle than the sky.
Duan Jiaxu asked again: "Don't you remember how much my brother helped you?"
As soon as these words fell, Sang Chi's dissatisfaction suddenly dissipated, and he stammered, "Remember."
"That wouldn't be good for my brother?"
Sang Chi glanced at him and said nothing.
Duan Jiaxu chuckled and stopped teasing her. He handed the doll to her and said, "If you like it, play with it."
Sang Chi's right hand moved. Suddenly, she remembered what he had just said, "You've got your eyes on me." She quickly retracted her hand, not having the courage to take it.
"No?" Duan Jiaxu took his hand back, "Then I throw it away?"
Sang Chi paused before taking it.
Duan Jiaxu found it funny: "If you want it, just take it. Why are you so awkward, kid?"
Hearing this, Sang Chi was a little dissatisfied: "You just said I was a thief."
"Brother is just joking with you." Duan Jiaxu took out the pile of books from the car and used his other hand to close the trunk. "Let's go upstairs."
Sang Chi followed him without saying a word.
Duan Jiaxu glanced at his phone and asked, "Are you unhappy?"
Sang Chi remained silent.
Duan Jiaxu: "I'll give you a doll to compensate you, okay?"
Sang Zhi said bluntly: "This doll is ugly."
"Is it ugly?" Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways, "It's okay."
“Why did you buy this?”
"I didn't buy it." Duan Jiaxu thought about it and said nonchalantly, "I forgot where it came from."
Sang Zhi suddenly understood something and asked, "Brother, was this given to you by someone else?"