"How long ago did that happen..."

"Then you still need brother to remind you once a day?"

Sang Zhi hesitated for two seconds and then said warmly: "That's okay."

"..." Duan Jiaxu was angry and funny, "Bring over the textbook."

Tutoring time is set at two hours a day, three times a week.

Originally, it was supposed to start on time at nine o'clock and end on time at eleven o'clock. But it turned out that Sang Zhi slept until ten o'clock, plus the time for her to wash up and have breakfast, so the two of them didn't officially start tutoring until eleven o'clock.

We took another one-hour break for lunch.

Duan Jiaxu didn't seem to be busy, and when the time came, he was still watching her do the questions. When she finished, he took them and checked them one by one, and casually mentioned what happened this morning: "You don't want to find a tutor?"

Sang Zhi said ambiguously: "I don't want to study."

"At your age," Duan Jiaxu chuckled, "What else do you want to do besides studying?"

Sang Zhi choked and puffed out her cheeks: "You don't understand."

Duan Jiaxu pointed to the wrong question and asked her to read it a few more times, and then said: "Okay, brother, I don't understand. You can do whatever you want to do, but you have to find time after school, at least don't delay your studies."

Sang Zhi: "I know."

"Go back and digest it yourself." Duan Jiaxu closed the textbook, "That's it for today."

Sang Zhi nodded.

As soon as the class ended, Duan Jiaxu leaned back in his chair again. Soon, his eyelids moved, as if he suddenly remembered something, and he said in a long voice: "Child——"

"..."

How accustomed is he to shouting like this?

Is it impossible to change it?

Sang Zhi was about to accuse.

I heard him say again: "I heard that you think my brother is handsome?"

"..."

She instantly suppressed the words in her mouth.

Duan Jiaxu slowly approached her and gave a long breath of laughter: "Let me see what you just took."

Sang Zhi didn't want to show it to him, and was extremely glad that she didn't bring her cell phone. She pretended to touch her pocket and said calmly: "The cell phone is in the room."

result.

Duan Jiaxu said naturally: "Go and get it."

"..." Sang Zhi said bravely, "I don't want it."

"Why don't you take a few more pictures?" Duan Jiaxu tilted his face and said with a hint of ridicule in his voice, "Xiao Sangzhi wants to take whatever pictures he wants. Brother will cooperate with you. Then pick the best ones to show to your children and to us.

Little Sangzhi is fighting for face."

Sang Zhi said uncomfortably: "...No need."

"That's it-" He seemed to feel a little regretful, "That's a pity."

"..."

"Don't think about it again?" Duan Jiaxu smiled, "Kid, don't you think it's a waste?"

Sang Zhi was a little annoyed by his teasing and didn't respond. She jumped off the chair and silently picked up her things and returned to the room. She packed her things and stared in the direction of the pillow, silent.

Maybe he was brainwashed.

At this moment, when Sang Zhi was so angry, she actually felt very sorry.

There was even an urge to regret it.

After that, Sang Zhi didn't hear Duan Jiaxu leaving.

Listening to the sounds outside, Duan Jiaxu and Sang Yan seemed to be playing a game again, but they just moved the battlefield to Sang Yan's room. Sang Zhi was a little depressed, but in fact, even if Sang Yan wasn't here, she couldn't bear to mention it again.

this matter.

Sang Zhi flipped through the photos on her phone and felt that this one was enough.

She is no longer greedy.

Sang Zhi wanted to go there, but felt that there was no reason for him to go there and disturb them.

Suddenly, she remembered that Liping would cut some fruit to greet guests when they came. Sang Zhi did not expect Sang Yan, and felt that she could not treat Duan Jiaxu badly. She hesitantly walked out of the room, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out a watermelon.

Putting the watermelon on the counter, Sang Zhi picked up the fruit knife, a little confused. She scratched her head and simply took a tray and put the watermelon and the fruit knife on it.

Then he moved it up with difficulty and walked into Sang Yan's room.

Noticing the movement, Sang Yan and Duan Jiaxu's eyes subconsciously moved over.

Duan Jiaxu: "..."

Sang Yan: "..."

Sang Zhi put the watermelon next to them and said, thinking she was being considerate, "I'll give you some fruit to eat."

"..." Sang Yan's forehead twitched, "If you want to eat, just shout and I'll go out and cut it for you. You don't have to go to such trouble."

Duan Jiaxu sat on the sofa and couldn't help laughing when he saw Sang Zhi's behavior.

Sang Zhi was very unhappy because the purpose was distorted: "I didn't want to eat it, I just gave it to you."

Sang Yan: "Just bring a whole watermelon in?"

"..." Sang Zhi lost her confidence, "Then I don't know how to cut it."

Sang Yan stared at her for several seconds, then suddenly got up, moved the tray again, and walked towards the kitchen: "I'm done, how long have I been playing this game? I have to serve you again."

"..."

Sang Zhi felt unhappy after being scolded, but she didn't dare to talk back.

The next moment, Duan Jiaxu waved to her, pointed at Sang Yan's game controller and said, "Come play games with my brother."

Sang Zhi walked over slowly and sat down in Sang Yan's seat.

They were playing "The King of Fighters". Although Sang Zhi didn't like to play very much, she used to play with Sang Yan a lot, and the game was pretty good. She couldn't concentrate a bit, and pressed the buttons on the handle randomly, not paying attention.

beat.

After a while, the characters in her game lost most of their health.

Duan Jiaxu stopped and asked, "Can you play?"

Sang Zhi nodded: "Yes."

"Does that mean you don't like playing this?"

"Um."

Duan Jiaxu let go of the controller, pointed to the game cartridge in front of him, and said casually: "Go and change it to one you like."

"Oh." Sang Zhi flipped through it and changed to Super Mario, "Play with this."

"OK."

Not long after, Sang Yan came in with a plate of watermelon. He didn't know who he had received a text message from. He looked at his phone and said, "I'm going out and I'll be back soon."

Sang Zhi: "Why are you going?"

"You brat, you're too lenient." Sang Yan shook the phone, "Go and eat your watermelon."

Then, he took his wallet from the drawer, and when he was about to walk out, he suddenly thought of Duan Jiaxu, a powerful person like him: "Hey, do you want to come with me or stay here?"

Duan Jiaxu's eyes were still on the screen: "It will be later. I have a part-time job later, so I will go directly from here."

"Okay." Sang Yan said, "I'll probably be back before you leave."

Soon, they were inexplicably the only two people left in the house.

This round, Duan Jiaxu played first. Sang Zhi was a little bored, so he started to talk about the topic: "Brother, do you know what my brother did?"

"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu said without formality, "Maybe you want to be single before Valentine's Day."

"..."

Sang Zhi suddenly remembered that this year's Valentine's Day happens to be the first day of the Lunar New Year.

It's only a few days away from now.

She turned to look at Duan Jiaxu. Thinking of his charming personality and appearance, she asked as if unintentionally: "What about you?"

Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"

Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds and held her breath inexplicably: "Brother, are you planning to fall in love?"

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes and said, "Me."

"..."
To be continued...