"… "
These words were like a thunderous sound, and suddenly exploded in Sang Zhi's ears.
As a result, her hand slipped and her strength was not controlled, and the jelly in her hand flew out and fell to the ground.
Sang Zhi picked it up slowly, took out a tissue, and wiped the package. She moved her gaze to his finger on the button, paused for a few seconds, and then asked subtly, "Do you have no hands yourself?"
Duan Jiaxu let out a low laugh, and he said, "Children, do you know what love is?"
"..." When Sang Zhi didn't hear it, she picked up the remote control and turned down the air conditioner a few degrees, "I'll set it to twenty-three?"
"It's going to get cold."
Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds, noticing that his hair was still dry, so he could only adjust the temperature back. She continued to tear the wrapping paper with her head down, but it seemed like it was stuck with super glue, and she couldn't tear it apart.
In the end, the opening was torn by her.
Duan Jiaxu took it with his hand, tore it open for her from the other side, and handed it back to her.
Sang Zhi silently took it back, digging it with a plastic spoon and eating it. She always felt that this direction became a little strange, and wondered if it would be abrupt when she suddenly mentioned that she wanted to go back to the room.
Lonely men and widows live in the same room.
The TV was off, neither of them spoke, and there was no other sound in the room. Out of the corner of her eye, she could feel that Duan Jia Xu's gaze seemed to be unabashedly looking at her blatantly.
The light in the living room is slightly dim, the headlights are not turned on, only the vertical table lamp next to the sofa is turned on. The color of the partial sunlight smudges out a warm and charming atmosphere, with a bit of ambiguity.
The light seemed to be warm, and Sang Zhi felt a little hot for no reason.
But Duan Jiaxu never spoke again, and Sang Zhi's spirit gradually relaxed. She finished eating the jelly, stood up, and threw the shell into the trash: "Then I'll go back—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Duan Jiaxu suddenly moved. He straightened up, reached out to hold her arm, and pulled into his arms.
The strength wasn't great, but Sang Zhi didn't expect it, so he didn't stand firm. Her breathing stopped, and she subconsciously followed the force and fell on him.
In summer, the clothes are thin, and both of them only wear short-sleeved shorts.
Sang Zhi could clearly feel that his hard skin was a little hotter than her body temperature, and his breath that was suddenly close at hand was familiar and chilling.
Her body was a little stiff, she didn't dare to move, she whispered, "What are you doing..."
Duan Jia Xu's fingers rubbed against her wrist and took her hand to his clothes. His eyes narrowed slightly, dyed with a bit of water vapor, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Have you finished eating?"
"… "
"Then help."
Facing his eyes that seemed to be bewitching, Sang Zhi's mind went blank, as if being hypnotized. After only a few seconds, her fingers moved, listening to his words inexplicably, and slowly unbuttoning his top button.
Clothes are opened.
The deep and distinct clavicle is exposed, and the sexiness is extreme.
She looked up and noticed that his Adam's apple rolled a little, and the lines were extremely beautiful.
At this moment, Sang Zhi suddenly came back to his senses. Because of her actions, her cheeks burned all over, and she stumbled: "Okay, okay, I'm going back to the room."
Duan Jiaxu pressed her hand: "So perfunctory?"
Sang Zhi was so nervous that she couldn't speak, she felt it was too fast, and she didn't know how to refuse. I only know that looking at him, my eyes are a little more overwhelmed.
Sensing her unease, Duan Jia Xu raised his head and kissed her chin: "Don't be afraid."
"… "
"If I don't touch you, I won't let my family suffer." Duan Jia Xu spoke very slowly, unbuttoning his buttons with one hand, "But, do you want to inspect the goods first?"
Sang Zhi felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
After a while, Duan Jia Xu stopped and only unbuttoned half of the buttons. His fingertips slid upwards again and stopped at the position of his collarbone. His actions took on a bit of color, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, like a vixen who came to capture the soul.
The world is quiet.
After an unknown amount of time, Sang Zhi heard him speak.
"Want to kiss?"
Sang Zhi went back to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She squeezed the toothpaste, and she could still hear Duan Jia Xu making the bed. She dawdled for a long time, brushing her teeth without opening the door.
Not long after, Duan Jia Xu's voice sounded outside: "Go to bed early."
Sang Zhi responded vaguely.
Duan Jiaxu: "Tell me what you are missing."
Sang Zhi responded again.
Then, there was the sound of the door opening and closing.
Sang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and then left the bathroom. She moved to the door of the room and struggled for a long time, but hesitantly, she pressed the door lock carefully.
The spring dinged, extraordinarily loud.
Her movements froze.
The next second, Duan Jia Xu's lazily voice sounded outside, "So you're protecting me?"
"..." Across a door, Sang Zhi pretended not to hear, turned off the lights in the room, and went back to the bed.
There was a small table lamp on the bedside table, which had been turned on at this time, emitting a dim yellow light.
A 1.5-meter single bed with pale pink sheets and a half-meter-tall bear puppet next to it. The furniture inside was brought by the house, and there was a small desk on which all the small things Sang Zhi had left.
Sang Zhi glanced and noticed that there was still a photo frame on the bedside table.
This is a recent photo of her and Duan Jiaxu.
Sang Zhi lay on the bed, rolled up the quilt and rolled around, then buried her entire face in it. She could clearly smell the smell of the new quilt, and it also had the breath of sunshine.
Thinking of what happened just now, Sang Zhi felt a little out of breath, and popped his head out again, without the slightest sleepiness. She stared at the white ceiling, hugged the puppet next to her and tore it down, venting her emotions.
I wanted to howl, but I was afraid that the old man next door would hear it.
The soundproofing of the house was average, and Sang Zhi could still hear Duan Jiaxu walking outside. She barely calmed down, picked up her phone, flipped through a comic and read it.
The mind is not there at all.
Isn't it a bit embarrassing to say.
Sang Zhi had never had such an experience, and had never heard anyone around her say such a thing happened.
She was actually seduced by a man.
The point is.
she! Actually! No! Hold on!
So embarrassing.
real! of! too! leave! people! !
Sang Zhi closed her eyes, threw the phone aside, and got into the quilt again. She touched her lips, and in this small space, the sounds of breathing and heartbeat were amplified.
What popped into my mind was the kiss she just landed on Duan Jia Xu's Adam's apple;
His hand, which was rubbed on his lower back, was loosened again;
And, panting slightly, he said flirtatively, "I can't control this hand, why don't you tie it up?"
Because of tossing and turning for a long time without falling asleep.
The next day, Sang Zhi got up very late. When I turned on my phone in a daze, I found that it was ten o'clock. She stayed in bed for a while, got up to wash, and then left the living room.
But there was no figure of Duan Jiaxu in sight.
Sang Zhi opened WeChat suspiciously and glanced at it.
At around seven in the morning, Duan Jiaxu sent her a few WeChat messages: [I have something to go out for.]
Duan Jiaxu: [There is porridge in the microwave oven, you can eat it after warming it up.]
Duan Jiaxu: [Get up and tell me.]
Sang Zhi replied: [Get up, what are you doing?]
Afterwards, Sang Zhi went into the kitchen, heated the porridge, and brought it out. She took a small bowl, filled some, and sat down at the dining table.
When he looked at his phone again, Duan Jiaxu had already replied: [I'm back.]
Duan Jia Xu: [Is there anything you want to eat, I'll bring it to you.]
Sang Zhi thought for a while: [Chicken chops.]
Duan Jiaxu: [OK.]
Before Sang Zhi's porridge was finished, Duan Jiaxu came back. He changed his shoes, put the plastic bag in his hand in front of her, and asked casually, "Why are you up so late today?"
"On the weekends, just sleep longer." Sang Zhi casually gave a reason, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and asked, "Why did you go? Go out so early."
Duan Jiaxu sat across from her and answered honestly, "On the anniversary of my mother's death, I'm going to visit the grave."
"..." Sang Zhi paused, looked up at him, and let out a dull sound.
Seeing this, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows, "Why do you react like this?"
Sang Zhi let go of the spoon and whispered, "Why didn't you tell me, I'll accompany you."
Duan Jiaxu didn't seem to take this to heart, and said with a light smile, "Going there will affect your mood. I'm afraid you'll be unhappy when you come back. And it's a rare weekend, so I'll let you sleep a little longer."
"..." Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds, "Well."
Duan Jiaxu opened the bag, dug out the paper bag inside, and inserted the sign. The corners of his lips curved upwards, reminding him, "Don't eat too much, I'll have lunch later."
Sang Zhi continued drinking the porridge, and hummed again.
Duan Jiaxu glanced at her face a few times and asked, "Did you stay up late last night? Dark circles are popping out."
Sang Zhi nodded and lied: "Watching a drama."
Duan Jiaxu: "Will you go to sleep later?"
"No need." Sang Zhi finished drinking the rest of the porridge, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, "Duan Jiaxu."
"Um?"
"That's right," Sang Zhi pursed her lips and paused for a long while. She was inexplicably a little frustrated, and after a long time, she whispered, "I can accompany you to be unhappy."
"… "
The two stared at each other for a few seconds.
Sang Zhi looked away, stood up, and said to herself, "I'll go wash this bowl."
At the same time, Duan Jiaxu also said, "Come here."
Hearing this, Sang Zhi raised her eyes. She didn't ask for any reason, and obediently walked around the table and walked to him.
She met his eyes again.
The next moment, the corners of Duan Jiaxu's mouth turned inward and became straight, and the negative energy erupted in an instant. Then, he leaned his head in front of her belly, raised his hands to hug her, didn't say anything, didn't say a word.
Sang Zhi paused, raised his hand, and touched his head. After thinking about it, she slowed down her voice, and coaxed in a hurry and earnestly: "It's okay if you want to cry."
"… "
"I can also treat you as a child," Sang Zhi emphasized, "and I won't say that you are a little crying bag."
Duan Jiaxu laughed.
Sang Zhi didn't comfort anyone, so she scratched her head dejectedly: "I'm serious."
"En." Duan Jiaxu seemed to be in a better mood, and whispered, "Then hold your child a little more."
Because of this, Sang Zhi accompanied Duan Jiaxu all afternoon. She didn't take the initiative to advance the affairs of his family, and was afraid of saying more and more mistakes, she only knew to stay beside him.
Wherever he went, she followed, like a small tail that suddenly grew out of him.
No matter how bad Duan Jiaxu's mood was, it was also vanished by her appearance. After a while, as usual, he teased her with no formality.
Sang Zhi silently remembered this day.
She thought that from now on, she would definitely not sleep in late.
The two stayed in the house all day and forgot to get the air conditioner in Sangzhi's dormitory. She went back to the dormitory to get a set of clothes, and stayed at Duan Jiaxu's house for another night.
After staying for two nights in a row, Sang Zhi actually felt very happy.
It is also convenient to go to work from here, unlike at school, which requires a long distance from the dormitory building to the school gate. And staying alone in the dormitory can sometimes feel quite lonely.
At noon the next day, Duan Jiaxu helped Sang Zhi contact an air conditioner maintenance electrician. After the registration, the three entered the dormitory together, and the electrician took the escalator and climbed up to repair.
Duan Jiaxu stood beside Sang Zhi and glanced at the other three empty beds.
"Will you stay with me?"
Sang Zhi cleaned up the table. Hearing this, she looked up at him.
Duan Jiaxu: "After school starts, come back and live here."
She didn't say a word and continued to pack her things.
Duan Jia Xu didn't force it, he leaned against the table and played with a gadget on her table.
After a long time, the electrician repaired the air conditioner and asked Sang Zhi to turn it on and try it out. After the electrician left, Duan Jia Xu glanced at the time and suggested, "Let's go out for a meal first, and then take you back?"
Sang Zhi was silent for a while, and then hesitantly said, "Can you go to the balcony and stand for a while?"
"Um?"
"I want to get some clothes..." Sang Zhi muttered, "In half a month, only two sets of clothes are not enough."
Sang Zhi just lived a "cohabitation" life with Duan Jiaxu.
However, compared to this word, she felt that it was more appropriate to describe it as co-rental. Because most of the time, she stayed in the room and only came out when she wanted to eat.
But she didn't dare to tell her family about this.
When Li Ping made a video call to her, Sang Zhi had to run outside, pretending to just get off work, and call back again. Occasionally too lazy to run out, she forced a reason for being at a classmate's house.
The holiday season came to an end so unexpectedly.
Sang Zhi's internship lasted a month and a half.
On the day she left, Sang Zhi bought a small gift for a few colleagues who had taken care of her. Thinking of Shi Xiaoyu, whose attitude towards her has improved recently, Sang Zhi didn't care about the past, and also gave her one.
After getting the small gift, Shi Xiaoyu glanced at her and said unnaturally, "Thank you."
Sanji nodded. Before she could return to her seat, Shi Xiaoyu spoke again with a hesitant tone: "Sang Zhi, can I ask you about your relationship with Jiang Ying?"
Sang Zhi was stunned: "I have nothing to do with her."
Shi Xiaoyu sighed, her voice apologetic: "I did listen to her before, and I'm a little prejudiced against you, I'm sorry. But I met her recently, and I also felt that something was wrong with her. She didn't tell me the truth, so she wanted to come. ask you."
Sang Zhi considered the language, and said slowly: "For some reason, she has been pestering my boyfriend, and she feels that my boyfriend has to compensate her all the time, be a cow and a horse for her, you should have seen it before. "
"… Um."
"If this kind of thing happens again, I'll call the police. So, if you're doing it for her own good," Sang Zhi said truthfully, without any intention of targeting her, "you can ask her to see a psychiatrist."
Sang Zhi packed up and moved back to the dormitory from Duan Jiaxu a day earlier.
The next day, the other two people in the dormitory also came from home, and Ning Wei also came back on the last day of reporting. Sang Zhi began to live a life of running around the classroom, dining room, and dormitory every day.
Because of the previous competition, Sang Zhi had a good relationship with the instructor at that time. At the teacher's suggestion, she signed up for a game competition organized by the city.
The gold content of this competition is higher than that in the school, and there will be many people from big companies when the awards are presented. It's not the same as the last competition. This time, it's an individual to complete the work independently, not a team.
At the beginning of the second year of sophomore year, Sang Zhi withdrew from the student union department she had joined before.
She participated in game art design, and apart from class, she stayed in the dormitory to draw. Occasionally, there are few classes, or on weekends, Sang Zhi will use the computer and stay at Duan Jiaxu's place for one night.
Before you know it, it's the eleventh holiday.
Duan Jiaxu helped her book a flight for the night of the 30th in advance. This vacation lasted for a week, and he had nothing to do, so he went back to Nanwu with her.
When the two arrived at Nanwu Airport, it was already past the early morning.
After getting off the plane, Sang Zhi took out his mobile phone and helped him find the hotel: "Just looking for a hotel near my house? I originally wanted you to live directly with my brother, but I suddenly remembered that he was renting with someone else, a sister, although I don't know why he wants to share a lease... Then Qian Fei gets married again, so you can only live in a hotel."
Duan Jiaxu hummed.
Neither of them had any luggage with them, so they didn't check in, and followed the signs to go out.
To Sang Zhi's surprise, it was not Sang Yan but Qian Fei who came to pick them up.
Sang Zhi blinked, embarrassed to hold hands with Duan Jia Xu in front of him. She pulled her hand back suddenly and greeted him obediently, "Brother Qian Fei."
Obviously he had seen that scene, Qian Fei was silent for a few seconds, and also said hello to her, then looked at Duan Jia Xu, and gave him a thumbs up silently.
Duan Jiaxu held Sang Zhi's hand again and raised his eyebrows, "Speak up if you have something to say."
Qian Fei couldn't bear it any longer, and scolded: "Beast!"
Sang Zhi: "..."
Duan Jiaxu turned his head to look at Sang Zhi, his tone seemed to be complaining, "He called me a beast."
"..." Sang Zhi hesitantly said, "It's not that serious."
Qian Fei was obviously also annoyed by Duan Jiaxu's previous affair, he pointed at Sang Zhi and spit out two words: "Flowers."
Then he pointed to Duan Jiaxu, deliberately biting into one of the words: "Into the old, cow dung."
"… "