Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

Chapter 50: Can't hide

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The time I fell down the stairs was actually not too serious.

There was no sign, Duan Jiaxu didn't even know that Jiang Ying was near him. Because she was from behind, pushing him down suddenly. Unprepared, he leaned forward and fell, but fortunately only his forehead was hit.

That was when I went out to do gymnastics between classes.

There were classmates beside them, some people retreated three points, some people stood in place and whispered to the people next to them, and a few people came forward to persuade Jiang Ying not to go too far.

Yuan Lang next to him helped him up.

Noticing this movement, a class cadre immediately ran upstairs to find the class teacher.

That year, Duan Jiaxu was not yet fifteen years old.

Teenagers are still young, and they cannot easily adjust and disguise their emotions. Even if he really felt a little ashamed because of his father's sins, he would disappear in an instant because of this anger-like behavior.

He wiped the blood from his forehead with the back of his hand, looked up at Jiang Ying, and forcibly suppressed his anger: "Should you apologize to me?"

Jiang Ying stood on the spot with her arms crossed, her eyes were red, but what she said was extremely vicious: "I apologize to you for not dying, I pray every day that you and your mother die soon."

Hearing this, Duan Jia Xu slowly broke away from Yuan Lang's hand. His jaw gradually tightened, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Duan Jiaxu walked up silently.

When he walked in front of Jiang Ying, he repeated it again, and his words were deliberately harsh: "Should you apologize to me and my mother?"

Jiang Ying stared at him, her voice sharp: "What did I say wrong! Don't you deserve to die!"

Duan Jiaxu's anger surged, and he lost all reason. He laughed in anger, stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm with great strength, wanting to use his own way to heal his body.

The head teacher just arrived.

At this time, Duan Jiaxu also heard a certain classmate around him whisper, "How could he be so embarrassed to ask Jiang Ying to apologize to him..."

Duan Jia Xu's movements stopped, and he was stopped by the head teacher in an instant.

Then, he saw that Jiang Ying, who was supposed to be the perpetrator, suddenly began to cry when he saw the head teacher, his shoulders twitched, and he was extremely pitiful: "My dad is dead... woo woo my dad..."

Instead, the head teacher comforted her.

Because of Duan Jiaxu's behavior just now, he sternly accused: "Duan Jiaxu! What are you doing! Are you not ashamed at all?!"

Duan Jiaxu, are you not at all ashamed

At this moment, in the eyes of those around you.

He seems to be the perpetrator.

The head teacher forced Duan Jiaxu to apologize to Jiang Ying, but he remained silent. He didn't stand in place to receive the lesson, he turned his head and left, went to the toilet to wash the wound with water, and returned to the classroom after ringing the class bell.

It happens to be the class teacher's class.

Seeing Duan Jiaxu walk into the classroom, the head teacher stopped the lecture and sneered, "Even teachers don't know how to respect, let's see what kind of person you can become in the future."

Duan Jiaxu took his seat.

Yuan Lang whispered: "This old woman has taken the wrong medicine recently."

He took the book out of the drawer and said nothing.

"Just bear with it," Yuan Lang couldn't help but say, "After all, your father really killed her father, and you owe her... But she may not think about it for a while, and it will be fine in the future."

Duan Jiaxu opened the book, the wet water on his face slid down his chin and dripped onto the textbook.

Hearing this, his eyelids moved, he glanced at Yuan Lang calmly, and after a long time, he laughed in a self-deprecating manner.

Duan Jiaxu suddenly understood.

He couldn't show a little bit of anger, and he couldn't express a trace of dissatisfaction for the hurt he had suffered, otherwise, everyone would think that he and his father were the same kind.

He has to be gentle with everyone.

Always have to laugh.

Be a person who doesn't seem aggressive at all.

That year, the term "moral kidnapping" had not yet appeared.

Duan Jiaxu had already felt it clearly.

I am suffering.

After hanging up the phone, Sang Zhi walked into the nearby convenience store for a walk, and finally took out only a stick of gummies. The store was empty, with no one in sight except the clerk.

Sang Zhi found a place to sit down, took out her phone, and told Duan Jia Xu about her specific location on WeChat. She was afraid of affecting his driving, so she didn't say anything after that.

I found a manga I was chasing recently and read it.

The indoor temperature is higher than the outdoor temperature, and it is a little stuffy after sitting for a long time.

After Sang Zhi read the last words, she raised her eyes boredly, looked out the glass window, and suddenly noticed a small booth outside. Business is not good, there are no customers.

At this time, the two girls had just left, holding a large white blob in their hands that looked like clouds.

It's an old man selling cotton candy.

Sang Zhi was interested, went out of the convenience store, and ordered one in front of the booth. She hadn't eaten it for a long time, and when she saw the uncle's making process, she still asked a few words from time to time.

Looking at the white marshmallows that were getting bigger and bigger, Sang Zhi looked at the colorful candies in the jar next to them, and couldn't help but ask: "On the outer layer, can you sprinkle some pink candy?"

The uncle smiled and said, "Okay."

The next moment, Duan Jiaxu's voice suddenly came from behind: "Why do you sprinkle pink?"

Sang Zhi was caught off guard and turned back subconsciously.

Duan Jia Xu was standing behind her for some unknown time. He leaned down slightly, his head slightly sideways. The two looked at each other, and the distance was instantly shortened.

Only about twenty centimeters.

Afterwards, Duan Jiaxu curled the corners of his lips, and he said, "Did your mood turn pink when you saw your brother?"

"… "

The uncle also said at this moment: "Okay."

Sang Zhi retracted her eyes and took the marshmallow: "Thank you."

She took the small sign and turned it around in her hand. Sang Zhi thought it looked good, but she didn't want to eat it, so she turned to look at him again: "Why are you so rude."

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows, "Is it dirt?"

"earth."

"It's alright." Duan Jia Xu smiled, "How do I feel, it sounds quite romantic."

"..." Sang Zhi couldn't tell whether he was serious or joking. After thinking about it, he didn't hit him, and changed the topic, "Did you drive here?"

"Um."

Sang Zhi: "Where did you park your car?"

Duan Jiaxu pointed, "Over there."

"Oh." Thinking about his overtime work, Sang Zhi asked casually, "What did you have for dinner?"

"takeout."

"Then what do you want to eat now?" Sang Zhi stretched out her hand, kept the original shape as much as possible, carefully tore off a piece of marshmallow, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "I just finished eating, I'm not hungry."

After a pause, Sang Zhi added calmly, "But I can accompany you to eat."

Staring at her actions, Duan Jia Xu didn't reply, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Noticing that Sang Zhi raised his hand and wanted to put the piece of marshmallow in his mouth, he suddenly lowered his head and bit the small piece of marshmallow she just tore off.

His actions were sudden, and Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the small residue left on his fingers, and then looked at him by surprise: "What are you doing?"

Duan Jiaxu licked his lips and said naturally, "I want to eat cotton candy."

"No." Sang Zhi was very protective of her food, "This is mine."

Duan Jiaxu looked at her for two seconds, but instead laughed out loud. Then he took a tissue from his pocket, wiped her fingers clean for her, looked up at her, and joked, "Stingy."

Sang Zhi frowned: "You are stingy."

"Hurry up and eat," Duan Jia Xu stopped teasing her, "it will melt away later."

Sang Zhi tore off another piece and shoved it into his mouth, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Duan Jiaxu: "Let's eat a bowl of noodles."

"Then go to that place?" Sang Zhi pointed nearby, "It's delicious."

"Row."

The two entered the store and found a seat to sit down.

Duan Jiaxu simply ordered the bowl sign without asking for anything else, and asked casually, "What are you busy with recently?"

"Our school is going to hold a digital media art competition recently, and I plan to participate." Sang Zhi said honestly, "I formed a team with people and decided to make an animated short film, but I haven't figured out what to do yet."

Duan Jiaxu hummed.

Sang Zhi added: "Originally, I planned to make a micro-movie, but I feel that many groups should choose this. Then, in terms of game design, I don't know how to program."

Duan Jia said leisurely, "I will."

How does this tone sound like showing off.

"..." Sang Zhi looked at him, "You can't help me compete."

Duan Jiaxu was half-joking: "You quit that group, let's join together."

Sang Zhi reminded: "It must be a college student."

Duan Jiaxu said casually, "Huh? I don't look like it?"

"… "

Soon, Duan Jia Xu nodded.

Sang Zhi also ate most of the marshmallow in his hand, and the rest gradually melted at the indoor temperature. She threw the tag in the trash and wiped her hands with a tissue.

Duan Jiaxu's appetite seems to be poor and he eats very slowly.

Sang Zhi took out her phone to play, and looked up at him from time to time. Seeing that there was no shortage of it for a long time, she couldn't help but ask, "Don't you want to eat it?"

"No," Duan Jiaxu said without changing his expression, "I'm procrastinating."

"… "

"Eat slowly, I'll take you back after two hours."

Hearing this, Sang Zhi paused, looked down at the phone again, pretended not to care, and said calmly, "This side will be soaked in a while."

Duan Jiaxu laughed softly and said nothing.

She said a few things casually, and Duan Jia Xu responded normally. I didn't notice it at first, but after a long time, Sang Zhi always felt that something was wrong.

It feels like he laughed a lot tonight, but he didn't seem to be in a good mood. The mood is very light, the corners of the lips are pulled up stiffly, with a little tiredness.

Sang Zhi put down the phone and asked hesitantly, "Brother Jiaxu, are you in a bad mood?"

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes and seemed to find it interesting, "How did you find out?"

"..." Sang Zhi snorted, "Isn't it bad?"

Duan Jia said gently, "A little bit."

Sang Zhi thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt a little regretful, and asked dryly, "Because I didn't give you a cotton candy just now?"

"… "

Sang Zhi was a little overwhelmed: "Then I'll buy you a bunch now?"

Duan Jiaxu finished the last mouthful of noodles and wiped his mouth with a tissue. He raised his eyebrows, feeling a little amused: "What are you thinking?"

Sang Zhi: "Then why are you in a bad mood?"

Duan Jiaxu said lightly, "Maybe I've worked a lot of overtime, and I'm a little tired."

The two stood up and left the noodle shop.

Sang Zhi had no doubts: "Then you shouldn't work overtime."

Duan Jiaxu: "Yes."

Sang Zhi thought for a while, then suddenly took out the candy he had just bought at the convenience store from his pocket, tore it open, and handed it to him: "Please have some candy."

Duan Jiaxu took it, his eyebrows slightly stretched, "How about coaxing the child?"

Sang Zhi blinked: "Coax old children."

"… "

Seeing that he didn't move, Sang Zhi took one, tore apart the candy wrapper, and handed it to his lips: "This candy is delicious, and my brother likes it too."

Duan Jiaxu paused, then took her hand and lowered his head to put the sugar in his mouth.

Sang Zhi shoved the rest into his hands: "I'll give it to you."

Duan Jiaxu stared at the candy in his hand, the haze in his eyes dissipated, he clenched his chin and laughed, "This is the first time I've been coaxed like this."

The move just now was a little intimate, but Sang Zhi didn't want to see him unhappy. She looked away and said stubbornly, "I just ate too much marshmallow, I don't want to eat this."

"Huh?" Duan Jia Xu raised his eyes and met hers, his eyes slid down inexplicably and stopped on her lips. A few seconds later, his Adam's apple slid down, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Then can I make an inch?"

Sang Zhi also looked at him and said honestly, "But I only have this one."

"… "

"If you want, you can buy it again."

"It's not candy." Duan Jia Xu looked at her, his eyes were light, deep and seductive. He raised his hand, rubbed her lower lip with the pulp of his finger, and asked with a light smile, "Can I kiss you?"

"..." Sang Zhi didn't react, "Huh?"

He withdrew his hand without repeating, still staring at her.

Sang Zhi even had the feeling that he had hallucinations. She couldn't believe her ears, her blood rushed up, her ears turned red instantly, and she couldn't say a word.

Duan Jiaxu waited for a while, then asked again in a gentlemanly manner, "Can you do that?"

Sang Zhi regained her senses and immediately refused: "No."

Duan Jiaxu sighed regretfully, and asked for the next best thing: "Then hold a small hand?"

Sang Zhi couldn't resist, took a step back, and said seriously, "Doing such a thing when you're not together, you're just playing a hooligan."

Duan Jiaxu said along, "Then together?"

Sang Zhi felt that her heart was shaky, and she felt that as long as he said another word, she would no longer be able to insist on her position, so she agreed directly. She pursed her lips, struggled for a long time, and finally just bit her head and said, "You haven't chased me very much."

Silence for a few seconds.

Duan Jiaxu murmured, "That's true."

"Then," he raised the end of his eyes, his tone was slightly frivolous, and when he said it, he seemed to be asking for her opinion with great respect, "Can I be a hooligan?"