The car did not drive to the gate of the community, but stopped on the side of the road.
The two got out of the car.
Duan Jiaxu stretched his body, turned his neck slightly, and reached out to rub his shoulders. He went into a nearby pharmacy and grabbed some bruise medicine from the shelf at random.
Sang Yan slowly followed behind, waiting by the door. His face usually doesn't show any expression. At this time, because he is in a bad mood, his eyes are colder, and he looks a little scary in black clothes.
The clerk at the front desk couldn't help but glanced in his direction.
Soon, Duan Jiaxu took the medicine and went to the front desk to pay.
The clerk scanned the barcode and looked up at Duan Jia Xu's broken lips, as well as the blue-purple marks on his face. She frowned and asked in a low voice, "Want to help you call the police?"
Sang Yan obviously heard it, and his eyes glanced over immediately, with a bit of gloom.
Hearing this, Duan Jia Xu was stunned for a moment, he wanted to laugh a little, but he was afraid that the wound would be affected. He took the mobile phone to pay, and said gently, "No, thank you."
Sang Yan stepped out of the store first. He glanced back at his face, and sneered: "This injury has not yet arrived at the police station, it is estimated that it will heal."
"..." Duan Jiaxu didn't bother with him, he pointed to the neighborhood not far away, "over there."
The two returned to Duan Jiaxu's residence.
He lives alone, and apart from Sang Zhi, basically no one else has come in the house. The shoes on the shoe rack are very simple, only a few pairs of his shoes and a pair of indoor slippers.
Most of the colors are darker, so Sang Zhi's pair of pink slippers are particularly conspicuous.
Sang Yan glanced at him and sneered.
"… "
Duan Jiaxu didn't mean to take care of him, he said lazily, "Just go barefoot."
Treating this place as her own home, Sang Yan walked in the direction of the refrigerator as soon as she entered the door, and took a bottle of Coke from it. Glancing at the snacks in the refrigerator a few times, they soon closed.
Sanyan returned to the living room.
Duan Jia Xu had come out of the room with a change of clothes in his hand. Noticing what was in his hand, he raised his brows slightly and reminded in a low voice, "That's it."
Sang Yan: "?"
"The snacks and drinks in the refrigerator, as well as the things in this cabinet," Duan Jiaxu said in a gentle and polite tone, "I hope you don't touch it as much as possible."
Sang Yan didn't lift her eyelids, and said leisurely, "You have gold in your Coke?"
"Not really," Duan Jia Xu smiled, "it's just my girlfriend's."
"… "
This change of identity made Sang Yan feel particularly uncomfortable and awkward.
He gave Duan Jia Xu a cool look, too lazy to answer.
Duan Jiaxu entered the bathroom. He took off his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror at the moment. The corners of his lips were torn, the corners of his left eyes were slightly swollen, and the bruises on his cheeks were bloodshot.
A few places on the body were also purple, and the whole body hurts.
I don't know if it will be better tomorrow.
Thinking that Jiang Ying had thrown a glass of water earlier, Sang Zhi could cry. This time she looks more embarrassed than last time, and she doesn't know how she will react tomorrow.
Duan Jiaxu sighed, turned on the shower, and turned up the temperature of the water a little to relieve the pain on his body. He used to take a shower very quickly, but this time because of the injury on his body, he took a longer time to rinse.
By the time he got out of the bathroom, Sang Yan had finished a game and was holding the remote control to change the TV channel.
On the coffee table lay several packages of unpacked snacks.
Sang Yan leaned over to take a pack and threw a potato chip into his mouth.
Duan Jiaxu swept his eyes lightly and said nothing. He took the medicine out of the bag, smeared it on the wound, and said casually, "When will you return to Nanwu?"
Sang Yan: "Not so fast."
Noticing Duan Jia Xu's actions, he continued, "Is this injury necessary?"
"..." Duan Jiaxu laughed, "It really hurts."
"Except for the first stroke," Sang Yan leaned on the back of the sofa with a stern tone, "Where did I use force after that? It's like tickling, I'll relax your muscles."
Duan Jia Xu didn't answer, he opened his clothes and sprayed medicine on his stomach.
"Tomorrow that kid sees it, and it is estimated that I bullied you." Sang Yan yawned and said in a sleepy tone, "Come on, I'm fair, I'll punch you."
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Forget it, I've never beaten anyone, so I won't."
Sang Yan: "If you want to fight, what's the point of dawdling?"
After three seconds of silence, Duan Jia Xu put down the medicine in his hand, turned his head to the side, and said cooperatively, "Then stand up, it's not easy to fight while sitting."
"… "
The war had already been suspended.
But the incident was provoked again inexplicably, and this time it was Sang Yan who took the initiative to ask for a beating. But he didn't seem to take it seriously, and his voice was extremely contemptuous: "Quick fight."
Duan Jiaxu smiled, "I really don't know."
The temper just came up, and it really didn't matter. Thinking this way is indeed a bit too much, Sang Yan pointed to his face impatiently: "Make a fist, hit here—"
Before he could finish speaking, Duan Jia Xu had already started and punched at the position he said.
"… "
Sang Yan tilted her head, took a step back, and bumped into the shoe cabinet. He felt that half of his face was numb, his teeth hit his lips, stabbing pain. He twitched the corners of his mouth, laughed angrily, didn't say a word, just gave him a thumbs up.
Things took a turn for the worse.
The two sat on the sofa together and applied medicine.
"I still regret it a little bit," Duan Jia Xu sprayed the back of his hand with medicine, and said slowly, "My hand also hurts after the beating."
Sang Yan put a hot towel on his face and said expressionlessly, "You are strong enough."
Duan Jiaxu laughed softly, "I really don't know."
"roll."
Duan Jiaxu's phone kept ringing.
As he could guess that Sang Zhi was sending him a message, Duan Jia Xu finished the medicine quickly, then took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and picked up his phone to reply.
Sang Yan felt annoyed: "Can you turn off the sound?"
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes and said leisurely, "No."
"… "
"Look at it this way," Duan Jiaxu said thoughtfully, with his eyes slightly bent, "your phone is quite quiet."
"… "
"Okay." Noticing the time, Duan Jiaxu stopped arguing with him and stood up, "I have to go to work tomorrow, you can figure it out for yourself, I'm going to sleep."
"Wait a minute," Sang Yan said, "I borrowed some underwear to wear."
"… "
"What's wrong? I'll pay you back after wearing it for a few days. Also," Sang Yan's feet rested on the sofa, without any posture at all, "Where should I sleep tonight? Can't let me, a guest, sleep on the sofa?"
A moment of silence.
After a while, Duan Jia Xu bent down and tapped his chest with his fingertips. The peach blossom eyes are affectionate and laughing, and the tail is dragged, which sounds too ambiguous: "Sorry, I don't sleep with men."
"..." Sang Yan said, "Can you stop disgusting me?"
Duan Jiaxu opened the cabinet and took out a new set of toiletries. By the way, he went back to the room to get a set of clothes and threw them in front of Sang Yan: "I'm sleeping, the living room is yours."
"… "
He took two steps to the room, and then stepped back: "It's not that I disrespect you, brother, I was beaten badly by you today, and I have to rest."
Sang Yan: "Go away."
After thinking for a while, Duan Jiaxu added casually, "I will lock the door."
"… "
After the video with Li Ping, Sang Zhi took a shower and went back to bed, sending messages to Duan Jiaxu all the time. She tried to send Sang Yan a message, and found that he hadn't pulled himself out of the blacklist, so he gave up quickly.
Duan Jiaxu was slow to reply to the news.
Thinking that the two of them should have something to say, Sang Zhi didn't bother him all the time.
Sang Zhi played with the phone for a while, and after thinking about it, she also sent a video call to Duan Jiaxu.
He didn't answer.
Soon a message was sent: [No clothes.]
Sang Zhi: "..."
Duan Jiaxu: [Can you do that?]
Before Sang Zhi could reply, a video call was already sent back to her.
Sang Zhi took a breath, hung up subconsciously, and made another voice call. After connecting, she frowned and said, "Can't you put on clothes? Are you not afraid of catching a cold?"
Duan Jiaxu came over with a smiling voice: "I'm too lazy to wear it."
"… "
"I really don't want to see it?" Duan Jia Xu lowered his voice, as if whispering to her, but also as if he was bewitching, "It's quite sexy."
"..." Sang Zhi was speechless, "Did you drink with my brother?"
"I didn't drink."
Sang Zhi was talking about business and didn't make trouble with him: "Is that all right?"
Duan Jiaxu smiled and said, "I was scolded a few times, it's fine."
Sang Zhi was relieved and muttered, "You just let him scold him first, and I'll find a chance to scold you back."
Duan Jiaxu hummed softly.
"Why did my brother come here suddenly?"
"Looking at what he meant, it seemed like he wanted to come and have a look," Duan Jia Xu said. "Are you living in the dormitory now, or are you living with your graduate student boyfriend."
"I'm so casual." Sang Zhi rubbed her eyes and muttered, "Then it's fine, I'm going to sleep."
"OK, good night."
"Then what is my brother doing tomorrow?" Sang Zhi recalled, "Did he say when he will go back?"
"Said to stay for a while. Go to sleep and leave him alone."
The next morning, Sang Zhi arrived at the company on time.
Sang Zhi was scolded by Shi Xiaoyu for not sorting out the report. Maybe because of lack of sleep, she was more irritable than usual today: "Don't you want to do it? Which of the things you are asked to do can be done well?"
Sang Zhi thought for a while: "I feel like I've done a good job."
"Sang Zhi!" Shi Xiaoyu blushed with anger, and shouted loudly, "Do you think this is your home? Do you think the company paid you to play? If you don't have the skills, get out of here!"
Sang Zhi didn't understand why her mood fluctuated so much, and said seriously, "When am I playing? And I just came here for an internship because I just want to learn something."
Shi Xiaoyu sneered: "If you don't have the ability, just be obedient to me, do whatever I tell you to do, don't fight against me all day long."
"Oh." Sang Zhi said, "I will listen if it is reasonable."
"Aren't you very obedient at first? What? Can't stand it anymore?" Shi Xiaoyu said, "Seriously, I think you look good and your education is not low. Why do you have to rob someone's boyfriend? Isn't it disgusting?"
"… "
When the two made such a fuss, the colleagues next to them all turned their attention to it.
Sang Zhi raised her eyes: "Whose boyfriend am I stealing? Jiang Ying?"
"You know it yourself."
"Sorry, my boyfriend has never touched another woman's hand before me." Sang Zhi stared at her, her tone gradually becoming colder, "Also, remember to ask that friend of yours to take a look. Doctor, have you never seen her go crazy before? What are you fantasizing about every day, is there something wrong with her brain?"
Shi Xiaoyu was taken aback: "But she told me—"
The quarrel between the two was indeed not small, and Zhang Hui was also drawn out of the conference room, and said coldly, "What are you two doing! Come in for me!"
Both of them were trained by Zhang Hui.
During this time, some of Shi Xiaoyu's actions against Sang Zhi also came into his ears. Zhang Hui is a simple and honest person, and he is not used to this kind of behavior, so he warned her a few words.
Shi Xiaoyu also restrained a lot.
This quarrel brought the relationship between the two to a freezing point, but it made Sang Zhi feel more at ease.
Peace of mind until get off work time.
Sang Zhi finished the work at hand, and didn't even bother to do superficial work. She directly regarded Shi Xiaoyu as air, only said goodbye to her colleagues nearby, and then left.
Sang Zhi and Duan Jiaxu both had to go to work today, so no one had time to talk to Sang Yan. The two had made an appointment to eat at a seafood restaurant near her in the evening, but now they took Sang Yan with them.
As soon as he left the company, Sang Zhi saw Duan Jiaxu in a familiar location. She trotted over and was about to ask where Sang Yan was when she suddenly noticed the injury on his face.
"..." Sang Zhi swallowed the words in his mouth instantly.
Duan Jiaxu took her hand and said, "Your brother will go to occupy a seat first. Let's go over now."
Sang Zhi pursed her lips and guessed something instantly. She held back her anger and asked, "What's the matter with your face?"
The corners of Duan Jiaxu's lips had formed scabs, and the blood on his face had slightly dissipated. He looked much better than yesterday. He scratched the skin under his eyes and said, "I accidentally hit it."
Sang Zhi snorted: "Knock on Sang Yan's fist."
"… "
She fixedly stared at his face, then turned around quickly and walked in the direction of the seafood restaurant. It didn't take long for him to look back at him: "don't tell me you stood up and beat him yesterday."
Duan Jiaxu coughed lightly, "No."
Sang Zhi asked, "Where did you fight?"
"No," Duan Jia Xu said calmly, "it's just about his face."
As if thinking about the authenticity of his words, Sang Zhi stopped in place, and did not move. After a while, she suddenly raised her hand and touched his stomach without warning.
The soreness caused by this sudden touch made Duan Jia Xu's conditioned reflex take a step back, and his expression changed slightly.
Extraordinarily obvious reaction.
Sang Zhi was completely angry: "I'm going to kill him."
"… "
The business of this restaurant is good, most of the seats are full, and Sang Yan is sitting by the window in the restaurant. He flipped through the menu boredly, and out of the corner of his eye noticed someone coming over.
Just as he was about to raise his eyes, someone strangled his neck from behind, and he almost didn't catch his breath. Sang Yan coughed hard and subconsciously cursed, "Fuck."
What followed was Sang Zhi's voice pressing the fire: "You are finished."
Noticing Duan Jia Xu standing next to her, Sang Yan instantly understood something and said word by word, "Let me go before I get angry."
"I'm going home this time—no, I'll start from now on," Sang Zhi didn't hear his words, pinched his face and stretched out his hand to tug at his hair, "I speak to my mother every day and speak ill of your girlfriend every day, you Don't let her in, dream! What did I say to you yesterday—"
Sang Yan tore off her hand: "You dare."
"You're unreasonable! Who told you to hit someone? Even if you hit him! You still pay!" It's so important! If you want me to call the police yesterday, I will definitely arrest you! I'll tell you! I'll start arguing with you from today!"
Sang Yan took a deep breath: "Speak well."
After saying the last sentence, Sang Zhi also released her hand, and her voice gradually became crying: "Sang Yan! You bullied my boyfriend! I want to break up with you!"
"… "
After venting his anger, Sang Zhi stared at him for a while, then turned to go to the toilet.
Duan Jiaxu cleared his throat, reached out and patted Sang Yan's shoulder, then followed. It didn't take long, and soon, he returned to his seat by himself and sat down.
Noticing Sang Yan's gaze, Duan Jia Xu explained, "She went to the toilet."
Sang extended his hand and rubbed his face, and laughed angrily: "Damn, don't stop me for a while, I really want to kill this kid."
Duan Jia Xu: "Then I must stop it."
"… "
"What's the matter with the little girl," Duan Jia Xu said on behalf of Sang Zhi, "It won't hurt you with that little effort."
Sang Yan was furious: "Get out of here."
"Brother, take a look." Duan Jiaxu said with a chuckle, seeming to be enjoying it, "When are you free to beat me up again?"