It was still early and most of the classrooms were empty.

There are still twenty minutes left before morning reading starts, and the students in the class usually arrive at the right time. Sang Zhi walked to his seat, sat down, and took out everything in his schoolbag.

It wasn't until the entire schoolbag was empty that she stopped and groped in her pockets.

Take out the small paper ball Duan Jiaxu just gave you.

Take it apart and flatten it.

Sure enough, it was a weekly diary, and it seemed to imitate her handwriting.

Small, graceful, stroke by stroke.

The title was "Helping Brother Move to the Dormitory". The content was written seriously and seriously, and he wrote down the day's events in detail like a running account. She turned it over, and he added in big letters on the back: It is no longer needed.

Sang Zhi couldn't imagine that scene.

Maybe it was getting late at that time, and the surrounding lights were dimmed. He was sitting at his desk, and he encountered a rare problem, and he had a headache to hold back such an article.

Maybe this is the picture.

The scene made her breathing and heartbeat begin to speed up.

Then, I tasted sugar in the air.

Sang Zhi's thoughts were a little blank, so she read it carefully again, the corners of her mouth turned up involuntarily, then she folded the paper and carefully stuffed it into her drawing book.

At this moment, Yin Zhenru also arrived in the class. She walked in from the back door and said hello to Sang Zhi.

After walking a few steps, she turned around and asked, "Hey, why are you so happy today?"

Hearing this, Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment and managed to suppress the uncontrollable smile on his face.

"No, I remembered a joke."

Yin Zhenru didn't ask any more questions. She glanced around and noticed the milk on Sang Zhi's table, and wondered: "Aren't you allergic to milk? Why did you buy milk?"

Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds and put the milk into the drawer: "I accidentally took the wrong one."

After returning home, Sang Zhi put the bottle of milk in the refrigerator.

I was also afraid of being seen by Li Ping.

She hesitated, but finally hid it in the box where she kept her treasures. When she remembered, she took it out and looked at it.

Time passes day by day.

Even though the distance is very close. After Sang Zhi leaves school, she only needs to walk for five minutes to reach the place where that person is. She can even pretend to be looking for Sang Yan so as to meet the person in her heart.

But she didn't have the courage.

I always feel like nothing is right in anything I do.

I'm worried that she won't be able to hide it at all.

That little thought that only you care about.

Half a month passed like this.

On the first day of summer vacation, when Sang Zhi took out the bottle of milk, Li Ping happened to see it. Thinking that Sang Zhi wanted to drink milk, Li Ping tactfully talked to her.

After saying that, she was still worried that Sang Zhi would drink it and wanted to confiscate it.

Sang Zhi could only pour out the milk inside, then wash the bottle and dry it. She would occasionally put her folded stars into it, one after another, day after day.

Later, I also included the weekly diary written by Duan Jiaxu.

The little bud gradually took shape and grew into a huge tree.

She began to have a small hope.

Something to look forward to every day.

I hope the days can go by faster.

I hope I can grow up quickly.

In early August, because Sang Rong and Liping were going to another city to attend a friend's wedding, only Sang Yan and Sang Zhi were left at home. Before departure, Liping gave Sang Yan a lot of instructions, asking him to take good care of himself.

Take care of your sister.

Coupled with Sang Rong's threats, Sang Yan could only agree impatiently.

On the first day of their lives, they were quite harmonious.

Sang Yan spent most of the time lying in bed playing with his mobile phone. Occasionally Sang Zhi would come over to bother him, but he would just deal with it perfunctorily. When it was time for dinner, they would order takeout and eat separately.

The day passed like this.

But the next day, a friend invited him out to play games.

Sang Yan didn't want to refuse, so she quickly changed her clothes and left the room.

At this time, Sang Zhi was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching cartoons. When she heard the noise, she looked over, with no expression on her face, quietly.

Sang Yan walked to the entrance to put on her shoes: "I'm going out for a while, you can do your homework at home."

Sang Zhi understood: "Are you going out to play?"

Sang Yan answered the question incorrectly: "Call me if you need anything."

Sang Zhi: "No."

Sang Yan stopped and said with a half-smile, "Can you still control me?"

Sang Zhi looked at the TV again, picked up the potato chips on the coffee table and opened them: "What will I do if a thief comes later? I can't beat him."

"Close the door, no one will come."

"Then what if I'm hungry? I have nothing to eat."

Sang Yan became impatient and stared at the bag of potato chips in her hand: "How many snacks in the cabinet are not enough for you?"

Sang Zhi bit into potato chips: "I don't want to eat snacks."

Sang Yan stared at her: "Then what do you want to eat?"

Sang Zhi: “I don’t want to eat snacks anyway.”

Sang Yan endured her anger and took off her shoes: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll go out and bring it to you."

Sang Zhi glanced at him and said matter-of-factly: "I haven't decided yet."

"..."

"Kid." Sang Yan knelt down and pinched her face hard, "When I was your age, my parents were not at home. Not only did I have to get food for myself, I also had to get your share."

Sang Zhi's face was deformed by him, and his words were slurred: "This is different."

"What's different?"

"You didn't have an older brother when you were my age." Sang Zhi didn't even blink, smiling like a little fox and speaking slowly, "—but I did."

"..."

The friend called again to urge her, but Sang Yan was not interested in bothering her anymore: "Now you have two choices. Either you tell me what you want to eat now and I will go out and buy it for you, or you can wait at home to die."

Sang Zhi continued to eat potato chips: "I choose the second one."

"..."

After saying that, Sang Zhi took out the phone from under her buttocks and pulled out Sang Rong's number. She stared at the screen and muttered: "Okay, I want to tell dad-"

Sang Yan snorted: "You can complain if you want."

He was too lazy to pay attention to her anymore and walked back to the entrance hall.

After a two-second pause, Sang Zhi's voice on the phone came from behind: "Dad."

Sang Yan puts on the first shoe.

Before she could put on the second shoe, she heard Sang Zhi say in a very honest tone: "Brother told me to die."
Chapter completed!