Sang Zhi: "...you asked me to chase him?"

Ning Wei: "Yes."

"Impossible." Sang Zhi could not imagine how Duan Jiaxu would react if she really did such a thing. She didn't dare to fall twice in the same place. "Forget it, I'll live my comfortable life normally."

Yu Xin: "Actually, there is no need to chase you, you will show that sign?"

Sang Zhi: "What."

"Didn't you say he always teases you and speaks quite seductively?" Yu Xin gave her advice, "Then you can just respond in the same tone?"

“…”

It seems to make some sense when I hear this.

Sang Zhi nodded slowly and imagined it.

She bent her lips, stared at Duan Jiaxu, and then dragged Ouyin to him and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you? She blushed when she saw it."

“…………”

It's so scary.

Not taking action yet, I just thought of this picture.

Sang Zhi began to feel suffocated!!

Yu Xin felt that his method was particularly good: "What do you think?"

"Click the switch." Sang Zhi covered the quilt to his head and said slowly, "I won't mention it anymore. Just think I'm crazy after drinking, and make up a romance novel for you."

“…”

Although Sang Zhi thought so.

I want to just put this encounter behind me and think that nothing happened. After all, this city is so big, the chance of encountering it again will not be that high.

I wanted to treat it in the same way as I had before until she completely lost the idea.

But because of Duan Jiaxu's words "Brother is here alone", Sang Zhi had a dream inexplicably when he fell asleep again.

She dreamed of his life from the third perspective.

Because of this sentence, his life was conjured up.

I go to get off work and get off work every day, eat alone every day, and go home alone every day.

He is still alone when he arrives home.

Everything you do is a person's life.

Then, Sang Zhi dreamed that when the second year of junior high school started, he went home with a few girls in his class. Because it was still early, they took a detour to a snack bar next to Nanwu University and bought a piece of fried chicken chops one by one.

She happened to see Duan Jiaxu working part-time.

His life seemed to be completely occupied by the words of learning and making money. Apart from this, there seemed to be nothing else that could make him interested.

But she had never heard him have any complaints.

Not once.

That time, he no longer confiscated her money like he did in a dessert shop.

Instead, she was filled with her portion.

Duan Jiaxu folded the seal, and the bag was opaque and could not be seen from the outside.

The other girls had already taken their own portion and ate beside them while waiting for Sang Zhi, not paying attention to the situation here.

Duan Jiaxu put the paper bag into the plastic bag and handed it to her: "Child, take it."

Sang Zhi took it: "Thank you brother."

"Brother, you're the cutest," he wore a uniform apron in the snack bar, and his extremely beautiful face was smiling again, and then bent down slightly and said to her in anger,

“——So I secretly pretend to be more for you.”

The next day, Sang Zhi woke up early.

Perhaps because of her uneasy conscience, or because of other emotions, she tossed and turned around on the bed for a while, and soon picked up the phone that was placed aside, and replied to Duan Jiaxu, "I understand."

Sang Zhi originally thought that he should be still sleeping at this point. After all, he should have been sleeping too early last night, and now hesitating to see him have a meal.

Duan Jiaxu replied unexpectedly: [Get up so early?]

The moment the phone vibrated, Sang Zhi was still shocked.

Before dawn, the dormitory was pitch black, only her cell phone was emitting a faint light. It was quiet around it, as if the sound of air flowing could still be heard.

Sang Zhi was a little busy and didn't know what to reply. He was embarrassed to let him wait. He immediately found a nodded emoticon and sent it to him.

Duan Jiaxu: [Don’t feel comfortable after drinking?]

Sang Zhi:【No.】

Duan Jiaxu: [If you go out to play, don’t drink wine if you can.]

Sang Zhi pursed his lips and typed: [Okay.]

No more words were spoken on the other end.

Sang Zhi stared at the screen, hesitating and considering the language: [Brother Jiaxu, when will you be free? If you don’t disturb you, I want to invite you to a meal. Thank you for sending me back yesterday. If you don’t have time in the near future, it doesn’t matter, just set the time. If you can’t think of when you have time, or set it on Thanksgiving next month? I also want to use this day to express my gratitude to you.]

After entering, Sang Zhi read it word by word for a while, and then hesitated to change the word "you" to "you". He doesn't care much about this when he speaks, but he doesn't seem to respect it in writing.

Sang Zhi continued to check for a while, and when she saw the word "love", she felt a little awkward and simply deleted it directly.

This passage took her half an hour. After checking again and again, there was nothing wrong with it, Sang Zhi held his heart and pressed it.

Maybe she was surprised by her sudden remarks, Duan Jiaxu took a while before replying: [Thanksgiving?]

Sang Zhi:【Yes.】

Sang Zhi: [Otherwise you can decide on time.]

This time Duan Jiaxu sent a voice message directly.

Sang Zhi's headphones were not on the bed. She lifted the quilt, tiptoed out of the bed, and ran to the balcony to listen.

He seemed to find it a little funny, and spoke with a low voice: "Thanksgiving is Thanksgiving, but this is the end of next month. My brother is not sure if he has time to do this day."

Sang Zhi asked hesitantly: [Do you have something else?]

Duan Jiaxu: "Well, you may have to work overtime."

Before she could reply, Duan Jiaxu sent another voice message: "Let's do it first, it's still early, you go to bed for a while. Then, my brother will take you to repair your phone."

Sang Zhi was a little confused: [My phone is not broken.]

Duan Jiaxu: "Hmm? Isn't it broken?"

Sang Zhi:【Yes.】

Duan Jiaxu: "Brother thought you couldn't type the word 'you' on your phone."

Sang Zhi: "..."

Duan Jiaxu: "Where did the word 'you' come from? Why didn't you say anything before? How could you respect your brother? You said yours one by one."

Sang Zhi looked at the chat records above and felt that she seemed a little stupid just now. She was thinking about how to save the situation, and her fingers froze on the screen without moving.

The next second, Duan Jiaxu spoke in a long voice and said, "Does this mean, my brother in my heart?"

His tone was lazy, his tail sounded slightly, and he spoke with a very obvious laugh, like a cat running by his side when he was bored.

Sang Zhi has been so funny by him since he was a child.

I feel annoyed when I get too many times.

She tightened her cheeks, stern face, and instantly sent a voice message: "This is what my father told me recently. When talking to people over twenty-five, you have to use respectful titles."

"If you feel uncomfortable, you have to go to the hospital." Sang Zhi was a little angry inexplicably, and his tone became fierce. "How could you be cured by enduring it? Otherwise, you can see if you have any colleagues here and ask them to take you to the hospital."

"Why did you get angry?" Duan Jiaxu seemed to find it funny, and he had a little indulgence in his words, "Don't be angry, brother is good, can you do it?"

“…”

"Brother is here," Duan Jiaxu said, "waiting for you to come and pick up your brother."

Duan Jiaxu's company is located in Gangbei Building, a large office building.

Sang Zhi can take the subway to get there directly.

She found the location according to the mobile phone map and walked into the building. The office building did not restrict access to people. She was about to ask Duan Jiaxu on which floor he was on when she found him sitting in the hall on the first floor.

There was a sofa opposite the front desk, and he sat on it.

His face was particularly pale, and his usual red lips became bloodless. He leaned against the sofa, his eyes half closed, and his hands were placed in his lower right abdomen. I wonder if it was really uncomfortable.

There was no expression on Duan Jiaxu's face.

Sang Zhi walked over and shouted, "Brother Jiaxu."

Hearing the sound, Duan Jiaxu opened his eyes. Seeing her, his eyes bent into beautiful crescent moons, then stretched out his hand and said casually: "Let your brother get up."
To be continued...