Because of the convenience, Duan Jiaxu drove the car directly to the airport.
She originally wanted to send Sang Zhi back to school halfway through, but she wanted to send him again, and Duan Jiaxu didn't stop her. On the way, he contacted a reliable driver, and after arriving at the airport, he accompanied her to wait for the driver to come.
He was not in a hurry, not in a hurry at all, but Sang Zhi felt flustered and dragged him to the airport: "Don't wait, I won't be able to make it in time."
Duan Jiaxu followed her strength and said with a smile, "It's still early."
Sang Zhi: "I'll take you to the security check, and then come out, the master should be there."
Duan Jiaxu thought for a while, but did not object: "Okay."
"I'll be home on Labor Day, you don't need to come here." Sang Zhi walked beside him and said slowly, "Also, I just bought a box of food for you online, it should be there tomorrow. ."
"it is good."
"Don't eat takeout all the time. Don't be too lazy to do it just because you are alone. You can go to my house for dinner when you are free. If you are embarrassed by yourself, you can ask my brother to go with you."
Duan Jiaxu thought it was funny: "When you are old enough to get married, do you start learning to take care of children?"
"What do you mean by bringing a child?" Sang Zhi looked at him, "I'm taking care of the elderly in my family."
Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows raised, and he didn't seem to care much about her words: "Huh? It doesn't matter if you are old or not."
"… "
"It's just yours."
When Duan Jiaxu passed the security check and Sang Zhi couldn't see his back, she left the airport. The master just happened to arrive, Sang Zhi greeted him, and then got into the car.
She opened WeChat and spoke to Duan Jia Xu. Sang Zhi exited the chat window with him, glanced down boredly, and noticed that Shi Xiaoyu had sent a message ten minutes ago.
Shi Xiaoyu: [Have you seen Jiang Ying today?]
Sang Zhi hesitantly replied "Yeah".
Shi Xiaoyu: [She just called me and kept crying without saying what happened...]
Shi Xiaoyu: [She is in a bad mood recently. If she does anything bad, I will apologize to you for her.]
Sang Zhi instantly understood.
Probably because Jiang Ying couldn't ask, so I came to ask her what happened just now.
Sang Zhi said succinctly: [We happened to pass by and saw her being beaten and scolded by a woman, nothing else. She didn't do anything bad.]
There was silence for a moment.
Shi Xiaoyu: [Okay, I see. thank you for telling me.]
Shi Xiaoyu explained for Jiang Ying: [This has nothing to do with her, it's about her stepfather's side, and her mother is also getting divorced.]
Sang Zhi didn't care much about this, and replied "um" again.
Shi Xiaoyu: [Alas, I think it's quite inexplicable. Although I can understand the family's mood, it's a bit too much... It has nothing to do with Jiang Ying. She is not even close to her stepfather.]
This time Sang Zhi didn't reply.
Shi Xiaoyu: [Jiang Ying didn't figure it out before. Because of this, she also had a very bad life. She has been unhappy for more than ten years and has few friends. Recently, because of this matter, she wants to open up a little bit, and she probably won't find your boyfriend again in the future.]
Shi Xiaoyu: [But it may still be impossible to forgive.]
"… "
Sang Zhi really didn't understand why she came to tell him so much. She stared at the screen for a while, then laughed angrily: [No need to forgive.]
Sang Zhi: [No need.]
He imposed the crime committed by another person on Duan Jia Xu, and finally gave a alms-like sentence, "I won't harass anymore, but I can't forgive it."
Do you feel that you are very kind and generous
Duan Jia Xu was right about everything, so he didn't need the forgiveness that should belong to others.
He never takes the initiative to make trouble, just wants to stay away from these things, get unfair treatment, and never fight for something for himself.
Just want to get my life on track.
Sang Zhi: [These things, don't tell me again in the future. I'm not familiar with Jiang Ying, and I'm not curious about what happened to her.
Sang Zhi: [Also, I know she is a victim.]
Sang Zhi: [But she is not the only victim.]
Afterwards, Sang Zhi put down her phone and looked out the window.
She remembered the wish she had said casually on her birthday.
-Hope for world peace.
I hope there will be no more criminals living in dark corners in the world.
I hope they can think twice about the consequences of this behavior before committing a crime, and how many families will be hurt at the same time. I hope they can think about how their families will live because of their actions.
If the desire is too great.
Then, Sang Zhi hoped.
One day, everyone will be able to distinguish the perpetrator from the relatives of the perpetrator.
Sang Zhi bought a ticket to go back on May 1 in advance, but it didn't come in handy. Because one night in April was about to pass, Duan Zhicheng passed away.
He couldn't open his eyes until he died.
In his life, there is only panic and panic after hitting someone, sins that cannot be made up for in this life, as well as debts and regrets to his family.
Nothing else.
Duan Jia Xu was extremely calm when he received the call.
Because I have long known that this day will come, it is only a matter of time. His mood didn't even fluctuate, he booked the nearest flight and returned to Yihe.
After getting off the plane, Duan Jiaxu called Sang Zhi.
The two met at the door of the hospital.
Sang Zhi went over to hold his hand, her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word. She didn't know what to say at all, and in the end she could only say four words: "I'm with you."
Duan Jiaxu hummed softly.
After entering the mortuary, Duan Jia Xu's gaze was fixed on one of the people who was covered with a white cloth. He stared at the words "Duan Zhicheng" on the sign, walked over, and slowly pulled the white cloth off.
Duan Zhicheng's already stiff and bloodless face was revealed.
Duan Jiaxu withdrew his hand, his mood was very light: "Congratulations."
You don't have to face your sins until you die.
Duan Jiaxu thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "If you see your mother, don't go looking for her again. Stop hurting her and let her have a better life."
After speaking, Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and stared at Duan Zhicheng's face. Feeling that he had nothing to say to him, he quickly took Baibra back.
Duan Jiaxu turned his head to look at Sang Zhi, "Let's go, go through the formalities."
Sang Zhi raised her head and nodded, carefully paying attention to his expression, feeling sorry for him, but also a little overwhelmed by his calmness. She leaned over and took the initiative to hold him again.
"Why is that expression?" Duan Jia Xu said gently, "It's alright, I'm not sad."
After all, it is past the age of dreaming.
I also know that there are not so many miracles in this world. I hope that Duan Zhicheng can wake up, but he also understands that this possibility is too low to be ignored.
The two left the mortuary.
Sang Zhi stopped abruptly and opened his arms towards him: "Hug."
Duan Jia Xu was stunned for a moment, then bent down obediently and hugged her. He could feel her hand pat his back, murmuring, "I can't tell you it's okay."
Because, it's impossible to feel that it doesn't matter.
"But I can accompany you to be sad, and I can accompany you in everything," Sang Zhi said, "you don't have to force yourself."
I hope you will feel less uncomfortable because of this.
Listening to her words, the curvature of Duan Jia Xu's lips gradually narrowed. As if thinking about something, he lowered his eyelashes and suddenly called her: "Only."
"Um."
"Am I really too old?"
I don't know why he suddenly said this, but Sang Zhi still seriously denied: "No."
Duan Jiaxu's Adam's apple slid up and down, as if he was holding back his emotions. After a while, he seemed to say something vaguely, "Then why do I have no parents?"
"… "
Sang Zhi's nose was sore, and the strength of holding him increased. The ends of her eyes were red, and she endured the choked sobbing in her words, and said slowly, word by word, "I'm with you."
I have it all for you.
All the warmth I've got, I'll give it all to you.
"I'll give you a promise, okay?" Sang Zhi said, "We will have a family in the future, and I will accompany you for a long time. My family will also become your family."
"Yeah." Duan Jiaxu repeated in a low voice, "We will have a home."
Sang Zhi touched his head, imitating his previous tone, and said earnestly and solemnly: "What others have, we will also have praise."
Duan Jiaxu laughed, his voice a little hoarse.
"it is good."
Those who can't get rid of and can't let go of the past.
At this moment, it seemed as if Duan Zhicheng left.
Finally, it's over.
In mid-July, Sang Zhi's summer vacation came.
As soon as the last exam was over, Sang Zhi drove to the airport and returned to Nanwu. Early the next morning, she was called out by Duan Jiaxu to see a house in a newly opened residential area in the city.
The two looked at the model room.
Three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms, plus a small balcony. The space is not too big, more than 100 square meters, and the layout and the surrounding environment are very good.
Everything is perfect.
It's just that the price is a bit unacceptable.
Afraid that the intermediary would hear it, Sang Zhi approached his ear and reminded, "This is very expensive."
"My house is only intended to be a house to hide Jiao," Duan Jia Xu imitated her to speak in an air voice, sounding lazy, "If it's cheap, she might be embarrassed to take it out."
"… "
"Brother is still waiting to be hidden."
"..." Sang Zhi frowned, "Buy a two-bedroom, seventy or eighty square meters."
"Child, this is the house for marriage." Duan Jia Xu said, "One for us and one for my children."
Sang Zhi is serious: "It's not just two rooms."
"Let's get another study room." Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows and said in a leisurely voice, "Brother hasn't tried in the study room yet—"
He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the implied meaning was particularly obvious.
Sang Zhi gritted her teeth and reached out to pinch his face.
Duan Jiaxu couldn't help laughing, his chest vibrated. His eyes were curved into beautiful crescent moons. He stopped joking and asked again, "So do you like this set?"
Sang Zhi glanced around again, only one word: "Expensive."
"Well, that's it." Duan Jiaxu had seen it before and thought it was quite suitable, but he had not decided yet and wanted to ask Sang Zhi what he thought, "I'll tell the agent, we'll get the documents and buy it another day. "
Sang Zhi said nothing.
After leaving the sales department, Sang Zhi couldn't help but say, "Why are you..."
Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"
Sang Zhi muttered, "That's right, he looks pretty handsome."
Duan Jiaxu smiled, "And then what?"
"The temper is okay."
"Um."
"Education and work ability are good."
"What's wrong?"
"And now," Sang Zhi didn't know how to describe her mood, she was a little unbalanced, and felt like she was useless, "I'm quite rich."
Duan Jiaxu reacted and added casually, "I'm in good shape too."
"..." Sang Zhi didn't want him to be too conceited, so he couldn't help but complain, "The body is obviously average."
Hearing this, Duan Jia Xu turned his attention to her: "General?"
Duan Jia Xu: "Okay."
"what."
"After all, I rely on my looks to eat." Duan Jia Xu stretched out his hand, scratched her chin, and said casually, "Looks like I have to work hard."
"… "
The two got into the car.
Sang Zhi glanced at the phone and said casually, "You can send me to Shang'an. Today's high school reunion, I promised to go there."
Duan Jiaxu: "I'll have dinner at your house tonight."
"I know, my mother told me." Sang Zhi said, "I'll go back in the afternoon, have lunch with them, and then talk for a while, and I won't stay long."
"Um."
Duan Jiaxu took her to Shang'an Square, and then went to the supermarket near Sang Zhi's house, bought some things, and then went to Sang Zhi's house.
Because it was the weekend, Sang Rong and Li Ping were both at home. He sat in the living room, chatted with them for a while, and then followed Li Ping into the kitchen to help her.
After a while, Li Ping glanced at the cupboard: "Hey, praise, you help me go to Ji's room and take out a plate. She took it back to her room for supper yesterday, and I forgot to put it away. "
Duan Jiaxu nodded, "Okay."
He turned on the faucet, washed his hands, turned around and went into Sang Zhi's room.
Duan Jiaxu also entered this room many years ago. At that time, the little girl pulled him in nervously and asked him in an anxious tone if she could pretend to be her brother to help her see the teacher.
After all these years, not much has changed in the room.
There is not much space, a bed, a table, a wardrobe, and no other large furniture. The layout is small and warm, the overall tone is warm, and most of the decorations use light pink.
The quilt was scattered on the bed, and a few pieces of clothing were scattered next to it.
Duan Jiaxu subconsciously went over to help her pick up the things, and folded the quilt by the way. He raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of several puppets on the bed.
All from him.
Many gadgets on the desk, as well as the cosmetic bag and schoolbag on the side, are all traces left by him in her life for so many years.
Duan Jiaxu walked to the desk and was about to pick up the plate when he suddenly noticed the drawing book beside him. The corners of his lips twitched, picked it up casually, and turned a few pages.
The next second, a piece of paper fell out of it.
Duan Jiaxu paused for a moment and looked down.
Instantly noticed the above-
my dream:
1. Admitted to Yihe University.
2. Duan praise.
The handwriting on the top is extremely immature, and the paper is a little wrinkled and yellowed, with a sense of age.
The second dream was painted over by someone with a black ink pen. The force was so strong that the paper was scratched a little, but it was still clear which three words were written on it.
Duan Jiaxu froze in place. After a long time, he slowly picked up the piece of paper. He raised his head, looked away, and settled on the milk bottle on the windowsill.
Inside is full of paper stars.
He walked over, also picked up the milk bottle, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips.
When Sang Zhi got home, it was just after five o'clock.
Only Li Ping was in the living room, sitting on the sofa watching TV. Hearing the movement, she looked over and said casually, "Are you back?"
Sang Zhi nodded and asked, "Has Brother Jia Xu come over?"
"Well, he helped my mother in the kitchen all afternoon, and just went to your brother's room to rest." Li Ping said, "It's almost there, you go and call him out and get ready for dinner."
Sang Zhi agreed, and trotted to Sang Yan's room. With Duan Jia Xu, she didn't have any scruples, she grabbed the doorknob and pushed it open, and instantly saw the man sitting on the sofa.
He leaned lazily on the back of his chair, a cigarette in his hand, and was looking down at his phone. He was wearing a white shirt and trousers, and his fine hair fell on his forehead.
The room was dimly lit, and his appearance was shadowy.
The next moment, Duan Jia Xu raised his eyes.
Stunning and captivating.
A very familiar scene.
It's like going back to that afternoon many years ago.
When she was young, Sang Zhi rashly and anxiously opened the door because she was full of worries. Then, she saw Duan Jia Xu, who was twenty years old.
The big boy who excels in every way and is always cynical.
Treat everything casually, as if you don't care about anything. She can also deal with all her absurd behaviors without changing her face.
Gentle yet cold, dazzling and eye-catching.
It is a treasure that cannot be hidden in this dim light.
Sang Zhi crashed into his world.
He also let this man occupy his entire adolescence.
It was what she longed for at that time, but it was not available.
Sang Zhi was a little dazed and stood in the same place.
History seems to be repeating itself, just like that time, Duan Jia Xu lowered his eyes again, put out the smoke, and then got up and opened the window. But it was a little different from that time, because the next second, he reached out to her.
"come over."
Sang Zhi didn't say anything and walked over obediently.
At the same time, Duan Jia Xu grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. He was close to her ear and his voice was hoarse: "You are—"
He paused and finished his words earnestly and clearly.
"The only thing I want in my life."
Sang Zhi raised her head and looked at him. She pursed her lips and choked in her throat.
At this moment, Sang Zhi recalled the self when he was young.
At that time, all the thoughts that I tried my best to hide, I approached uncontrollably and cautiously, a sweet and sour secret that I dared not tell anyone.
I once cried hysterically, hid all my memories in a box, and crossed out the dreams that I thought were impossible to achieve, as if they didn't exist.
He also muttered to himself hypnotically, choking and repeating "I won't like you anymore".
Every word, every word is clear.
But when he met him again, he was defeated.
Those deep, unresolved secret loves, things that you want to keep secretly in your heart for a lifetime, so that no one can find out, in the end, they become things that you can't hide even if you want to.
At this moment, it seems that there is no need to hide anymore.
Because, she has always dreamed.
From a certain moment, she was regarded as her only dream.
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