"It's definitely not too young," Duan Jia Xu said calmly, not minding her words, "Then you have pity on me?"
Sang Zhi looked up at him with a serious expression, and replied warmly, "I'll think about it."
It was just a joke, Duan Jiaxu didn't take it too seriously. He pinched Sang Zhi's face, looked at the time, and asked, "Where do you want to go? Do you want to watch a movie?"
After thinking for a few seconds, Sang Zhi shook his head.
Duan Jiaxu said patiently, "Then take you back to the dormitory?"
Sang Zhi still stood still, her lips were covered by the scarf, her eyes were round and big, staring straight at him. She sniffed and suddenly made a request: "I want you to carry me."
"Can't walk anymore?" Duan Jia Xu said as he turned his back and crouched down, "Come up."
Sang Zhi leaned forward and wrapped his hands around his neck. The next moment, Duan Jiaxu stood up, the voice came from the front, close at hand, with a little doubt: "You really didn't drink much?"
"It's not even half a cup." Sang Zhi didn't feel anything except a little face. She put her chin on his neck and said earnestly, "It's like drinking Coke."
Duan Jiaxu: "Then have a Coke next time."
Go some way.
Following this angle, Sang Zhi stared at half of his face, and said, "Am I very heavy?"
Duan Jia Xu: "No."
Sang Zhi was a little dissatisfied: "Then why don't you say a word, why are you so light."
Duan Jiaxu paused and laughed, "I didn't think about it carefully."
Soon, he answered obediently: "Why are you so light?"
"I'm relatively heavy today." Sang Zhi said, "This down jacket on me weighs 80 pounds. If I take it off, I'll be like air on your back."
Duan Jiaxu held back a smile and said, "It's almost the same now."
Another way to go.
Sang Zhi called to him, "Duan Jiaxu."
"Um?"
"I handed in my work today." Sang Zhi told him about today's events and muttered, "As for the competition I've been working on recently, I've been changing the draft every day, and I'm going to vomit. "
Duan Jiaxu asked, "Has it passed?"
"Yeah." Sang Zhi said, "but the results won't come out so soon, it should wait until next semester."
"Then take a break during this time."
"I want to win the award. I heard from them that this competition is very valuable, and there will be a lot of big companies coming over when the awards are presented, so maybe they will be taken a fancy to." Sang Zhi said, "Then the days after I graduate. Is it very clear, from nine to five, the monthly income exceeds 10,000."
Duan Jiaxu: "Aren't you planning to go to graduate school?"
"Don't read it." Sang Zhi's tone was a little depressing, "But I don't think I will win the prize. There are too many great people. I feel like I draw like shit."
Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu turned to look at her: "Little girl, speak politely."
Sang Zhi raised her eyes and met him. She blinked her eyes, leaned forward a little, and probed to kiss his profile. Seeing him stunned, the corners of her mouth curled up and she kissed again.
"Are you still using beauty tricks?" Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows and asked with a low smile, "Is this behind your back, does it affect your performance?"
"One thing." Sang Zhi noticed that he had been memorizing it for a long time. "Are you tired? Why don't I come down, you don't need to memorize it."
"How long has it been going?" Duan Jiaxu teased, "I'm not that old, so I won't be bored to walk two steps behind your back."
Hearing this, Sang Zhi was silent for a while, and quickly explained: "I don't think you are old."
Duan Jiaxu: "Really?"
"Well, I was joking with you." For some reason, Sang Zhi buried his face in his neck, his voice gradually softened, and repeated, "I don't think you are old."
Hearing the change in her tone, Duan Jia Xu turned his head to look at her again: "What?"
Sang Zhi raised her eyes slightly, stared at his profile, her nose was inexplicably sour.
She suddenly thought of this period of time, no matter what she said to Li Ping, there was an unclear attitude there. Thinking of the day we were together, Duan Jia Xu said to her mockingly, "I'm afraid you would mind."
Obviously it has nothing to do with him.
Obviously not at all.
But because of this, he has to put himself in a lower position than normal people, and because of this, he will be treated unfairly. If he knew what Li Ping was thinking, he would definitely be very unhappy.
Sang Zhi's eyes gradually turned red. She pursed her lips hard, lowered her head again, and said in a choked voice, "I don't think you're old, I just think... I'm too young."
Duan Jiaxu didn't respond, "What?"
Although she doesn't think so.
But everyone thought she was too young.
She felt that she and Duan Jiaxu were together on a whim and did not think about the future at all; she felt that she had to be reminded so that she could see clearly that this path might not be suitable for her.
If she were a little older.
She graduated from college with a stable job and income, became financially independent, and can do everything on her own. At that time, when I mention it to my parents again, will they be able to listen to it
Whether or not she can believe it, she has actually considered it.
She didn't take it too seriously, just because she thought those factors were all just trivial things, and they couldn't shake their relationship.
I've been looking forward to growing up, and I still look forward to growing up.
The distance of these seven years is like something that can never be caught up.
"Why am I nineteen?" Sang Zhi couldn't hold back her tears, and she slammed down, "Can I be twenty-nine, I don't want to be so young."
Now, she can't do anything except study hard and pave a better way for the future.
Feeling the wetness on his neck, Duan Jia Xu frowned, "What's wrong?"
"When I'm twenty-nine years old, I should be quite rich." Sang Zhi said sobbing, "I don't care for you either, I'll give you all the money, you spend..."
"..." Duan Jiaxu stopped, and quickly continued to walk forward, "Why do you keep giving me money?"
"Then you can live a little easier."
Duan Jiaxu smiled and said, "I'm not tired now."
"Why aren't you tired." Sang Zhi's eyes were wet, and he reached out to touch his head, "You always have to work overtime, stay up late, have such big dark circles under your eyes, and lose a lot of hair."
Duan Jiaxu raised his voice slightly, "Don't spread rumors about the dark circles under your eyes and hair loss."
Sang Zhi continued to talk to herself: "If I am twenty-nine years old now, and I am three years older than you, then my brother will definitely not beat you, and Qian Fei will probably call me a beast in turn. ."
"That won't work." Duan Jia Xu said, "Big brother likes young people."
"..." Sang Zhi wiped away her tears with the palm of her hand, and said, "Then what if I'm old?"
"You are older and younger than me."
Sang Zhi sniffled, but did not refute.
Duan Jiaxu thought it was amusing, but he said, "You're still crying because I'm young, why are you stabbing a knife in my heart?"
Seeing the smile on his lips, Sang Zhi tightened her grip on his neck. She put her head close to his ear and whispered, "Duan Jiaxu."
"Um."
"Are you happy now?"
"Um."
Sang Zhi said seriously, "Then you have to be happy every day."
The next moment, Duan Jia Xu turned his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against her cheek.
"Just stay with me every day."
Duan Jiaxu wanted to send Sang Zhi back to her dormitory, but Sang Zhi had no intention of going back. Most of the emotions that had just popped up in an instant dissipated. She didn't let him carry it anymore and jumped off his back.
The two were chatting together.
Duan Jiaxu pondered for a moment before asking, "Did someone tell you something?"
Sang Zhi didn't plan to tell him, her voice was still nasal, and she shook her head: "Just today, I heard from my roommate that I should break up with my boyfriend after graduation, because I have to go to another place or something."
"… "
"Also, there are a lot of uncertain things." Sang Zhi said, "I don't know what it is, so I thought about the two of us, and it seems that we only have age."
"How can you be uncertain about your age?"
"That's right," Sang Zhi wrote slowly, "you take me out to meet people, will you be embarrassed to say this is your girlfriend. Because after you finish speaking, others may have, wow—I thought it was Your daughter—reaction."
Getting used to her exaggeration, Duan Jiaxu laughed, "It's alright, I think it sounds like this..."
Sang Zhi: "Huh?"
"It's pretty fun."
"… "
I have stayed at Duan Jiaxu's house many times, and Sang Zhi has put a lot of clothes here, so there is no need to go back to the dormitory to pick it up. She has nothing to do recently, the course has been completed most of the time, and only the upcoming exam week is left.
Entering the master bedroom, Sang Zhi took a change of clothes from the closet. Noticing the time, she habitually called Li Ping, and after a few chats, she hung up quickly.
Sang Zhi sat on the bed for a while, and then let out a sigh of relief. She got up, thinking about something, and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After she came out, she picked up her phone and hesitantly sent a WeChat message to Sang Yan: [Brother, do me a favor.]
Sang Yan didn't reply immediately.
She waited a while, put the phone down, wiped her hair with a towel, and went back to the bathroom to dry it.
It's not too late at this time, it's just past nine o'clock.
In the room, Sang Zhi could still hear Duan Jiaxu watching TV in the living room. She left the living room, planning to stay with him for a while, and then go back to her room to sleep when it was time.
Duan Jiaxu also just took a shower.
He didn't watch TV, just turned on the sound and held the phone in his hand, as if he was playing a game.
Sang Zhi climbed onto the sofa and looked beside him. She didn't quite understand what he was playing. She smelled the faint mint smell on him, and said casually, "I like the smell of your new shower gel."
Duan Jiaxu hummed.
"What brand?" Sang Zhi said again, "I want to buy a bottle too."
"Why did you buy it?" Hearing this, Duan Jia Xu lifted his eyelids and said in a timid tone, "Can't you smell it on me?"
"… "
The next moment, Duan Jia Xu took her hand and pulled it into his arms. With a smile in his throat, he adjusted his posture, hugged her and continued to play the game: "Smell you closer."
Sang Zhi instantly sat in his arms with his back to him.
Her movements stopped, she didn't say anything, she stared at the phone in his hand obediently, watching him play games.
His hands were good-looking, with long, distinct fingers, neatly trimmed, and looked clean. There are small crescents on the nails, glowing with luster. The movements of the hands are familiar and fast, and the appearance of playing games is particularly pleasing to the eyes only by looking at one hand.
Sang Zhi had never played it before, so he couldn't understand some operations, so he would ask a few questions aloud from time to time.
Duan Jiaxu didn't play seriously either. When she asked, he explained patiently.
The small living room is quiet most of the time.
Gradually, Duan Jia Xu's movements slowed down.
After the new round was over, Sang Zhi was about to get up and go back to his room to get his phone and download this game to play. Before she could move, Duan Jia Xu released his hand and the phone slipped and hit her thigh.
It fell onto the carpet next to the sofa.
With that, he landed on the back of her neck, a warm and fine kiss.
Duan Jia Xu's breathing became heavier, his palms slipped, and he reached into her pajamas and kneaded the soft flesh on her stomach. His breath sprayed on her skin, itchy and numb, and the kiss gradually slid down with strength.
Sang Zhi's head was blank, and she turned her head back subconsciously.
As he expected, in the next second, Duan Jia Xu held her head, kissed her lips, and poked the tip of his tongue inward, gradually increasing his strength, with a tingling sensation.
After an unknown amount of time, he withdrew his other hand, calmly adjusted the hem of her clothes, and slowly calmed his breath.
Duan Jiaxu looked at her for a long time, the color of his eyes deepened, with desire, his voice was low and hoarse: "If I wasn't afraid to scare you—"
"… "
As if there was no way to vent, his lips continued to slide down, biting her clavicle hard and licking it.
"How many times have you cried now?"