The interior of the airport is spacious and brightly lit.
There were people coming and going around, and various voices covered Sang Zhi's whimpering. She felt a little embarrassed and wanted to find a hole to hide herself, and also wanted to stop her tears and pretend that nothing happened.
Either way, at least not as it is now.
Feeling extremely embarrassed.
The woman is very beautiful, and she speaks very softly. At first glance, she is a very good person. In life and emotionally, it should be able to help him a lot. Unlike her, she is willful and rebellious in everyone's eyes, like a burden, and it will always bring him trouble.
From the very beginning, it was an extraordinarily redundant existence.
There is no use.
It also requires him to use extra energy to take care of her when he is busy.
Seeing how Sang Zhi didn't dare to cry, Duan Jiaxu suddenly remembered the first time he met her.
At that time, she would cry uncontrollably, and she would not care about anything, and her biggest trouble was the "please parents" that the teacher said today.
Did you really grow up
Or maybe his tone just now was too much.
Duan Jiaxu pursed his lips lightly. He didn't have a tissue on his body, so he could only wipe her tears with the sleeve of his coat draped over her body: "don't cry, my brother doesn't think you are troublesome."
"… "
"It's cold here, put on your coat."
Sang Zhi sniffed and obeyed obediently.
"You can figure it out on your own. It's good to know that you're wrong." Duan Jia Xu said slowly, "Everyone doesn't want to be angry with you, it's because they're worried that something will happen to you, and they're just in a hurry, you know?"
She lowered her eyes and choked: "I know."
"Get up, go wash your face." Duan Jia Xu glanced at his phone, he seemed uncomfortable, turned his head and coughed twice before continuing, "Brother will take you to lunch first."
Sang Zhi shook her head slightly: "I'm not hungry."
"Why aren't you hungry?" Duan Jia Xu stood up and said indifferently, "Are you planning to go on a hunger strike for a man?"
"… "
"Child." After that, Duan Jia Xu looked around and pointed not far away, "The toilet is over there, can you see it?"
Sang Zhi paused for a few seconds and nodded.
"Go wash your face yourself." Duan Jiaxu thought for a while, and then said, "Give me your ID card, and my brother will ask you for a flight ticket. I'll find you later. Don't run around."
Seeing this, the woman next to her said, "I'll take her there."
Sang Zhi handed her the ID card from her bag, stood up silently, and looked in the direction of the woman subconsciously.
The next second, Duan Jiaxu said, "No need."
Hearing these two words, Sang Zhi walked in the direction of the toilet without saying a word. After walking a distance, she suddenly stopped and glanced in the original direction.
Sang Zhi could see that the two were still standing there.
The woman wears a black slim dress, which outlines a beautiful figure, with a retro pattern pierced on the skirt, which reaches the middle of the calf. She was tall, about 1.7 meters, wearing high heels was only half a head shorter than Duan Jiaxu. With a smile on his face, he didn't know what to say, and then reached out and patted his arm.
Then, when Sang Zhi saw that, Duan Jiaxu also smiled.
She pursed her lips and looked away.
Sang Zhi went into the toilet and looked at her appearance in the mirror. His eyes were red and swollen, his nose was red, and there were tears on his face. She lowered her head and rinsed her face repeatedly with water.
The cold water irritated the skin and re-stimulated her tear ducts.
No matter how you wash it, you still shed tears.
An old grandmother next to her saw her like this and asked subconsciously, "Are you all right, little girl?"
Sang Zhi took a tissue, lowered her eyes and said, "This water is too cold."
She seemed to have found a reason to break out, and her tears fell uncontrollably: "Why is this water so cold..."
"Then don't wash it." The grandmother didn't think the reason was strange, she sighed, and took a warm baby from her bag and handed it to her, "It's been a bit cold these two days, remember to put on more clothes."
Sang Zhi didn't answer, so she choked, "No need, thank you grandma."
The old grandmother didn't say anything, just comforted a few more words and left.
After a while, Sang Zhi reluctantly adjusted her mood. Noticing the suit jacket on her body, she took it off and walked out in her arms.
Duan Jiaxu was already waiting for her outside.
This time he was the only one left, and the woman just now didn't know where to go.
Sang Zhi walked over.
Seeing the jacket in her hand, Duan Jia Xu frowned, "Why did you take off your clothes?"
"I just washed my face for fear of getting dirty." Sang Zhi lied casually, with a heavy nasal voice, "And I'm not cold."
She glanced at Duan Jiaxing: "You can wear it."
Duan Jia Xu didn't do anything else, just stared at her fixedly. After a long while, he sighed imperceptibly, and lowered his eyebrows: "Did my brother's tone sound too fierce just now?"
Sang Zhi shook his head: "No."
"Then are your children oblivious to sex?" Duan Jia Xu put on her coat again, "It's only been a year, why have you become like a stranger to your brother."
"… "
He said slowly: "You made my brother so sad."
Sang Zhi didn't know what to say, so she changed the subject: "Are there any more plane tickets?"
"Well, I bought it for you at two o'clock in the afternoon." Duan Jia Xu gave her the boarding pass and ID card in his hand, "I've already got the boarding pass for you, go have a meal first, and I'll take you through the security check later. ."
"Okay." After a few seconds of silence, Sang Zhi said again, "How much is it?"
"I don't have much money." Duan Jia Xu loosened the tie around his neck and didn't care, "What do you want to eat?"
Sang Zhi: "It's fine."
Duan Jiaxu took her into a McDonald's in the airport.
The two casually ordered something, but neither seemed to have much appetite. He didn't mention the woman just now, or where she went. Sang Zhi didn't have the courage to ask.
Afraid that she would not be able to maintain her expression when she heard the word "girlfriend" from his mouth.
Perhaps noticing that she was in a bad mood, Duan Jiaxu would say a few words to tease her from time to time. His voice is a little hoarse, and he always turns his head and coughs when he speaks.
Sang Zhi couldn't help but ask, "Are you sick?"
"Yeah." Duan Jia Xu said casually, "I have a cold."
Sang Zhi was quiet for a while, and then said, "You remember to take your medicine."
Duan Jia smiled, "Thank you Xiao Sangzhi for your concern."
Playing with the box Sang Zhi gave him, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you open it, brother?"
Sang Zhi bit the fries and nodded silently.
Inside is a tie.
Dark red base, black and white stripes embellishment.
Duan Jiaxu didn't touch it, and after a few glances, he closed the box, the corners of his eyes curled up, and he seemed to be in a very good mood: "Thank you, Xiao Sangzhi. My brother is very happy to receive this gift, even one year older."
Sang Zhi hummed. Soon, she wiped her hands with a tissue, dug out all the cash she had brought from her schoolbag, and stuffed it into the pocket of her suit jacket.
The two sat for a while.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Duan Jiaxu got up, took Sang Zhi to the security checkpoint, and instructed a few words: "When you go back, listen to your uncle and auntie, study hard, and don't be unhappy because of this."
Sang Zhi took off his coat and returned it to him: "I see."
She paused for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Brother Jiaxu, you don't need to tell me."
- If you are in love, don't tell me.
Duan Jiaxu didn't understand, his eyelashes twitched, "Huh?"
Sang Zhi didn't explain, forced a smile, and walked backwards in the direction of the security checkpoint. Then, she waved to him: "Then, I hope you are happy every day."
It may be that all the seats by the window have been bought, and Sang Zhi's seat is on the side of the aisle. She didn't cry anymore. After getting on the plane, she asked the flight attendant for a blanket and slept over her head.
She had a dream.
She dreamed that she was not thirteen when she met Duan Jiaxu.
but eighteen.
She dreamed that there was still a seven-year age gap between her and Duan Jiaxu, but it was no longer an insurmountable gap.
Dream about her dream come true.
In a dream, it's okay to have a crush, it's not just a matter of one person.
Get off the plane.
Sang Zhi turned on her phone and called Sang Yan. After a few hours, his anger subsided a lot, and his voice was extraordinarily calm: "You come to the T2 exit, I'll be waiting for you here."
She sighed obediently and followed the flow of people out.
After going outside, Sang Zhi saw Sang Yan's figure, and then lowered her head and hung up the phone.
Sang Yan came over and glanced at her face, as if she wanted to say something, and quickly swallowed it all back into her stomach. He grabbed her wrist and said lightly, "Forget it, I won't scold you. Go home."
"… "
"On your teacher's side, Mom asked for a leave for you." Sang Yan's tone was very bad, "I can't help you how your parents want to scold you after you go back. Because I want to scold you too."
"… "
"You really are now—"
Before he could finish speaking, he heard Sang Zhi sniffling.
Sang Yan stopped her voice, turned her head, stared at Sang Zhi's head, and couldn't see her face clearly. He stopped, sighed suddenly, and opened his arms to her: "Hey, kid."
"… "
"Don't cry, what's the big deal about falling out of love." Sang Yan said, "Come here, brother and hug."
When they got home, Sang Rong and Li Ping had not returned.
This trip of hers seems to be really just going to school in the morning, dismissing school at noon in the afternoon, and then returning home. Everything was no different from usual.
Sang Zhi walked into the room and silently put the doll on the bed, the gifts from Duan Jiaxing over the past few years, and the milk bottle on the window sill together. She stared at the empty space on the nightstand, thinking of the piggy bank she had smashed to pieces.
She got up and tore off the photo of Yihe University from the wall.
Stared at it for a long time.
Tears suddenly began to fall again, one by one on the top.
Duan Jia Xu smiled at that woman over and over again in his mind.
Sang Zhi wiped it off with her palm. His whole body trembled because he was holding back the cry. She looked up, and slowly, glued the picture back on. Afterwards, she took out from her drawing book the note she had stuck in it, with the two dreams written on it.
Picking up the pen, Sang Zhi quickly crossed out the second one.
An unfulfilled dream.
should be discarded.
The man she has liked since she was thirteen.
Her crush since she was thirteen years old.
From that time, I had the idea of growing up quickly and being with him.
Now Sang Zhi found out.
Maybe, even if she really grew up, he was already with someone else.
Or, even if she really grows up, in his eyes, she is still the same child who would cry because she couldn't turn in her homework, a child who would never grow up.
Sang Zhi began to reduce contact with Duan Jiaxu.
He still buys her gifts during festivals, and asks about her grades after every big and small exam. Sang Zhi would reply, but no longer answer his calls.
Hearing him ask, he just used "too busy studying" as an excuse to fool around.
Only on holidays and on his birthday, Sang Zhi would take the initiative to send congratulatory text messages. After all, this person really loves her as a younger sister, and is really kind to her.
She couldn't do it, as if he had never existed.
I couldn't do that and cut off contact with him directly.
Sang Zhi didn't take the initiative to ask Duan Jiaxu's situation, and blocked his circle of friends. She put all her energy into her studies, and when she was in the second year of high school, she chose science. She also applied to live on campus. After a long time, she didn't even bring her cell phone.
The grades are also from the middle grades, and the upper reaches are mentioned.
The little girl's facial features gradually opened, and her chin became pointed, making her eyes look big and bright. Her skin was naturally white and her lips were red. When laughing, there will be two small pear eddies on the lips, cute and beautiful.
The figure seems to be drawn, and it has reached 1.65 meters.
Sang Zhi gradually became famous in the grade.
Because of her beautiful appearance, she is also considered by some people to be a class flower in private and unofficially. Moreover, the physics teacher of the key class always praised her when she was in other classes, and she was very proud.
Because of this, many people know that there is a female academic bully in the key science class, with a very beautiful soft girl face, and most importantly, her grades have never dropped from the top five in her age.
The basic physical score is full score every time.
Good grades and beautiful.
The combination of these two points has become the "goddess" in other people's student days.
Sang Zhi can often find milk snacks from people she doesn't know on the table, flip through drawers, and find a love letter inexplicably. When I go back to the dormitory after the late repair, I will occasionally be blocked by people at the stairs to confess.
She refused all and returned everything. Gradually, these things disappeared.
In the first semester of high school, a sports student from the next class started chasing her. After training every day, he would bring a lot of snacks to Sang Zhi, and after the evening repair, he would come to pick her up on time.
She didn't think much of it, but at a certain moment, she realized that the person's voice and tone were somewhat similar to Duan Jia Xu's, and she didn't say anything firm after that.
two weeks later.
The sports student confessed to her.
His voice was still similar to Duan Jia Xu, but his tone was nervous and stumbling.
Sang Zhi had never heard Duan Jiaxu speak in such a tone.
It also made her come back to her senses instantly, and according to what Duan Jia Xu taught her, she seriously rejected his confession.
She felt that she was emotionally stubborn.
When you like one person, it's hard to like another person again.
But no matter what she does, she can't ruin her relationship with others.
You can't choose someone who is somewhat similar to him and use this person as a substitute for a person who can't be forgotten for a while.
Just because of this matter, Sang Zhi occasionally feels that.
When she thought of Duan Jiaxu again, she didn't seem to feel so sad anymore. Because the memories with him, only when we met for the last time, were gloomy.
The rest of the time, is with mottled colors.
Live and beautiful.
At the end of June of the following year, Sang Zhi's college entrance examination results came out. She played stably, more than 100 points higher than the main line. With this grade, she can go to the two universities she considered.
The family hoped that she could apply for Nanwu University, and did not want her to go too far.
Sang Zhi thought about it for a long time, and finally filled out Yihe University.
Not the same as before. It's just because the digital media art major she wants to apply for is better than Yihe University.
On the day of reporting to school, Sang Zhi didn't bring much luggage, only a schoolbag and suitcase on her back.
Originally, Sang Rong asked Sang Yan to accompany her there, but Sang Zhi felt that there was nothing to accompany her.
Sang Yan asked Duan Jiaxu to pick her up, but Sang Zhi also refused.
She said, I haven't seen you for too long, so it's not good to trouble people.
Sang Zhi got off the plane, went out of the airport, and got on the Yihe University school bus that picked up the plane at the airport. Under the leadership of the seniors, she checked in, got the dormitory number, and bought daily necessities by herself.
I greeted my roommates and got to know them gradually.
She participated in military training, and after that, she began to attend classes and participate in club activities. When she was doing her fantasy of the future, there was only one thing missing.
Sang Zhi came to Yihe for the main purpose.
It seems that in the process, it gradually became an irrelevant thing.
In mid-October, Sang Zhi had a roommate's birthday. The group took the subway for two stops and went to a seafood restaurant for dinner. After it was over, seeing that it was still early, they decided to go to a nearby KTV to sing.
It happens that tomorrow is Saturday, and the school has no access control.
They spend more time drinking than singing.
Sang Zhi wanted to stay out of the matter, but was still poured several cups.
There were more than a dozen people in the small private room, and Sang Zhi was easy to face when drinking, and soon felt a little hot and stuffy. She felt noisy and annoying, and ran out to breathe on the grounds of going to the toilet.
In addition to the gate, this KTV also has a small gate. After going out, there is a corridor connecting a nearby supermarket and KFC.
The temperature outside is slightly cooler and very comfortable.
The hallway lights seemed to be broken and flickered.
The vision is also too dim.
Sang Zhi was lying on the railing, wanting to play with her phone from her pocket. Inexplicably, I found that there was a square thing in her pocket.
She didn't hold steady and rolled to the ground not far away.
Looking down, he saw that it was a pack of ladies' cigarettes.
Sang Zhi was about to walk over to pick it up, but suddenly found a man standing near where the cigarette fell. He was tall and thin, wearing a simple white shirt.
From this angle, only the outline of his side face can be seen, which is obscure. The man was leaning against the wall, a cigarette in his fingertips glowing scarlet.
She felt a little familiar.
But he didn't dare to guess at his own thoughts.
Sang Zhi felt that the pack of cigarettes should have been stuffed into her pocket by her roommate. She pursed her lips, lowered her head, took two steps to the other side, and was about to pick it up.
At this time, the man moved.
His eyelids moved, and he slowly bent down to help her pick up the pack of cigarettes.
The lights on the top also stopped flashing dramatically at this moment.
Sang Zhi saw his appearance clearly.
Peach blossom eyes, enchanting face. And that, always flirtatious smile.
When she saw him staring at the pack of cigarettes, she quickly raised her eyes, as if in slow motion in an old movie, and caught sight of her. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Little Sangzhi?"
Like any time before.