I don't know if it was because his volume was too loud, or because what he said was too unacceptable, Sang Zhi was obviously shocked and froze in place.
Both of them stopped at the same time.
The silence made the atmosphere awkward.
Fu Zhengchu stared at her eyes gradually dodging, and his ears were also stained with crimson. He touched his head, pretended to be calm, and asked, "Why don't you speak."
Sang Zhi snorted again, feeling a little overwhelmed.
It's not that she never confessed, but she usually stuffed love letters in her drawer, or sent text messages. This is the first time a face-to-face confession has been made, let alone such a high profile.
"Eh." Sang Zhi took this assumption directly, and suddenly became a little curious, "Do you remember when you knocked out one of my teeth?"
"..." Fu Zhengchu regretted it very much, but he did do it. At this moment, he could only justify himself far-fetchedly, "This happened many years ago, didn't my finger also fracture at that time?"
Sang Zhi didn't hold any grudges: "Yes."
Fu Zhengchu breathed a sigh of relief, pricked up his ears, and looked forward to her next words.
Sang Zhi didn't know how to write the word "euphemism" at all, and said directly: "Then you better not like me, I don't like younger than me."
Fu Zhengchu paused and got angry: "Aren't you age discrimination!"
"… "
"You have to say something I can change, right?"
Sang Zhi thought for a while: "I like good-looking ones."
"..." Fu Zhengchu took a deep breath and pointed at her, "No one has ever said I'm ugly except you. Are you targeting me? Did you add an ugly filter to me?"
"Just—" Sang Zhi said warmly, "Everyone's aesthetics are different."
Fu Zhengchu was extremely aggrieved: "Is it possible that I can still have plastic surgery?!"
"I don't mean that." Sang Zhi was a little aggrieved by his yelling, and said quietly, "So didn't I tell you not to like me?"
"Forget it." Fu Zhengchu gave up talking with her, "When I didn't say it."
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Sang Zhi also began to regret whether he had said too much, so he bit the bullet and said, "What do you like about me?"
Fu Zhengchu glanced at her, very superficially: "You look good."
Sang Zhi: "Oh."
Fu Zhengchu: "That's how you react?"
Sang Zhi: "Then I can't refute it."
"… "
The two also stopped in front of the escalator on the third floor.
Fu Zhengchu suddenly felt heavy, stared at her for a while, and then asked, "Do you want to fall in love early?"
Sang Zhi nodded: "Part of this is the reason."
"The other part is that I think I'm small and ugly." The more he talked, the more unwilling he felt. Fu Zhengchu pursed his lips hard, and his eyes began to turn red, "Sang Zhi, today is my birthday. Can't you reject me another day?"
"..." Sang Zhi was stunned, "Are you crying?"
"I'm crying!" Fu Zhengchu felt ashamed, turned his head and rubbed his eyes. When he was about to say something, he suddenly noticed a person standing behind him.
Fu Zhengchu caught sight of him.
Look at each other for a few seconds.
Fu Zhengchu's tears gradually dissipated, inexplicably felt that the person in front of him was familiar.
But I can't remember where I saw it.
Noticing that Fu Zhengchu didn't speak for a long time, Sang Zhi looked over suspiciously, followed his line of sight to the back, and saw Duan Jiaxu's figure.
I don't know how long he stood behind them.
Seeing that they were all looking over, Duan Jia Xu raised his eyebrows playfully, "Is it bothering you?"
"… "
Fu Zhengchu immediately remembered who this person was.
Sang Zhi's brother.
The last time Sang Zhi was called as a parent, he saw it in the office.
Thinking of what he just said, Fu Zhengchu's back straightened, and he bowed sharply, with a guilty conscience of being caught: "Hello, brother Sangzhi!"
Duan Jiaxu hummed.
Fu Zhengchu ran to the other side with hands and feet: "Goodbye, Brother Sang Zhi!"
"… "
It's very strange, obviously there is nothing wrong with it, but Sang Zhi actually has a feeling that he has done something wrong. After thinking for a few seconds, she decided to strike first: "Brother, are you eavesdropping?"
Duan Jiaxu looked down at her, "Yes."
"… "
He just admitted it, making Sang Zhi swallow the next words in an instant. She was a little caught off guard and didn't know what to say, so she just kept silent and continued to walk down.
Duan Jiaxu followed her slowly: "Our little Sangzhi is quite attractive?"
"… "
He seemed to find it extremely amusing, laughed out loud, and brought out a shallow breath: "It makes the little boy cry?"
Sang Zhi didn't know what to say, so she blushed: "What are you doing?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Brother, take care of you."
Sang Zhi was very awkward: "Don't mention this."
"Okay." Duan Jiaxu pulled away from the topic, and the smile on his face narrowed. "Last time, after you went to see the teacher for you, brother, please repeat to me what I said to you."
She instantly understood what he meant by his words.
"I don't remember what you said, but I didn't fall in love early." After a pause, Sang Zhi emphasized again, "Absolutely not."
Duan Jiaxu: "It's quite obedient."
Sang Zhi snorted unhappily.
Duan Jiaxu thought for a while and suggested in a low voice, "It's normal to have these thoughts at the beginning of adolescence. But don't hurt others. You can thank them for their liking first, and then reject them."
Sang Zhi: "How can I hurt him."
Duan Jiaxu: "Didn't you make people cry?"
"I've made him cry a lot." Sang Zhi said confidently, "I used to fight with him, no matter who wins, it's him who's crying."
Duan Jiaxu glanced at her up and down, and said with a smile, "You still fight?"
The two walked out of the gate of the mall and waited for the bus at a nearby station.
Sang Zhi said honestly, "I would fight when I was young."
He said lazily: "You are still a child now."
After a few seconds of silence, Sang Zhi couldn't help but say, "It's not too young now."
"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu tilted his head and smiled and gestured to her height, "Okay, it seems to have grown a little taller. I also know that I am good to my brother."
Sang Zhi looked at him silently.
Duan Jiaxu: "Put out your hand."
Sang Zhi hesitantly stretched out his hand.
The next second, Duan Jiaxu handed back the "full net worth" that Sang Zhi had just given him, and said with his lips bent, "Thank you, little Sangzhi."
Sanji raised her head.
"Do you know what other people will say about me if this is spread out?" Duan Jia Xu said in a stern voice, "They will say that I blackmailed junior high school students and wanted to arrest me."
Sang Zhi said seriously, "No blackmail, this is the money I spent on desserts."
Duan Jiaxu: "Did you eat two hundred? Then no one can say that your brother is making an overpriced offer."
Sang Zhi couldn't tell him, and put the money back into his hand: "I'll give it to you anyway."
"Why do you give your brother money?" Duan Jia smiled, "Do you think your brother is miserable?"
"No." As soon as he mentioned this, Sang Zhi remembered the thing that seemed to upset him just now. She hesitated, but still apologized, "I'm sorry, brother."
"Um?"
Sang Zhi stumbled out the words that had been brewing all afternoon: "I shouldn't have asked. I just saw that you seemed to be busy, and then I was always bothering you before, so I felt embarrassed. Also, this is your hard work. I can't just spend the money that comes. And I brought a friend here."
"… "
Duan Jiaxu's brows loosened, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Why are you suddenly speaking so official?"
Sang Zhi said honestly, "My father said that if he did something wrong, he had to admit it."
"Who said you did something wrong?"
"I think what I asked made you unhappy." Sang Zhi said, "This is what I did wrong."
"It's okay, I'm not unhappy." Duan Jiaxu rubbed her head, "Take back the money you bought for the candy."
Sang Zhi put her hands behind her back: "I don't like candy."
"Then buy what you like." Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyelids and stared at her bright eyes, "I'll borrow money from you when my brother is really poor in the future, okay?"
After getting in the car, Sang Zhi walked to the back seat by the window and sat down. She glanced at Duan Jia Xu outside the car window, and quickly looked back at the money he stuffed into her bag.
Sang Zhi sullenly closed the zipper.
Before night falls, the color of the sky is dark red, dyeing the large clouds. The distant mountains are picturesque, with clear outlines, embellished in this color.
Sang Zhi stretched out his finger and drew the word "Duan" on the window, which was quickly wiped off.
Her mood was suddenly downcast.
I feel a little puzzling.
Is it that the older you get, the more troubles will follow
But she felt that she was not very old yet.
Duan Jiaxu didn't seem to have either.
This unexpected encounter was the last time Sang Zhi saw Duan Jiaxu during this summer vacation. The following month, Sang Zhi attended a summer painting class and began to write summer homework.
Started to get busy, she should be busy at her age.
Sang Zhi never asked Sang Yan about Duan Jia Xu, and he never took the initiative to contact him. She didn't know if he went home in the end, or if he was still working so hard part-time.
But she quietly bought a piggy bank.
Quietly, there was a lot of unused pocket money in it.
Maybe it won't be used later.
But she occasionally felt that she might use it in the future.
The new semester of the second grade begins.
In the placement test at the beginning of the school, Sang Zhi performed normally and entered the key class. Most of her classmates were replaced by people she didn't know, and even Yin Zhenru, whom she knew best, was assigned to another class.
In the same class as Fu Zhengchu.
After changing classes, Yin Zhenru didn't come to play with Sang Zhi much.
Sang Zhi itself is not a very active character, and the contact between the two is becoming less and less. She is also a relatively loner herself, and she doesn't take it too seriously.
In a blink of an eye, the end of October has passed.
Rising Sun Middle School began to prepare for the school sports meeting, and went to Nanwu University next door to borrow a venue. Sang Zhi has absolutely no interest in sports, but there are not many girls in the class, so she was forced by the teacher to sign up for one.
Sang Zhi could only reluctantly report a long jump.
The class also specially paid for a set of class uniforms. This class uniform was designed by Chen Mingxu. According to his taste, he would not accept any refutation. The central pattern is a grand sunflower that looks garish.
It was the dirtiest class uniform Sang Zhi had ever seen.
The day of the school sports meeting.
Sang Zhi felt ashamed, so she changed into the class uniform when she got to school, and then followed the large group to the nearby Nanwu University.
Except for the time when Sang Yan moved to the dormitory, this was the second time Sang Zhi came here, and he didn't feel fresh.
The boys who didn't have a game around formed a group in the stands and started to fight the Three Kingdoms Kill. Sang Zhi watched for a while, and when she heard the radio call for the inspection of the long jump for the second-year girls, she went to the inspection office with a girl in the class.
In addition to the venue, Nanwu University also arranged a bunch of volunteers for them.
Like now.
Sang Zhi saw her brother at the inspection office.
Sang Yan sat under the tent under inspection. Seeing her, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and the tip of the pen in his hand tapped the table, looking a little nasty: "Classmate, you are not eligible for the competition, go back."
Sang Zhi swallowed her anger and said, "It doesn't fit."
"Not tall enough."
"I haven't heard that the long jump requires height."
Sang Yan glanced and leaned back: "Then it can't be one meter or two." After speaking, he turned his head to look at the sleeping man beside him, and said with a smile, "Do you think so? Brother."
The author has something to say: Sang Zhi: Sang Yan is a dog, black and ugly.