"Well, I'll go back tomorrow too." Duan Jiaxu said, "What time did you book the flight?"

"My brother ordered it." At this point, Sang Zhi took out his cell phone from his pocket and whispered, "I forgot what time it was. Let me check."

The elevator goes down to the underground parking lot.

The two walked out.

"That's it." Duan Jiaxu lowered his jaw and laughed inexplicably a few times in his throat, "Then take a look?"

Sang Zhi glanced at it: "The flight will be at 8:20 tomorrow morning."

"My ticket -" Duan Jiaxu symbolically took out his cell phone and looked at it, and said in a natural tone, "It's also eight-twenty. Let's go together tomorrow?"

Sang Zhi glanced at him and nodded.

Finding the spot where Sang Yan had just parked his car, the two got in the car.

Duan Jiaxu was about to fasten his seat belt when he suddenly felt something in his pocket. He took it out and found that it was the red envelope just now: "Your red envelope?"

Sang Zhi looked over and made no move: "Do you want to give it back to me?"

"Yeah." Duan Jiaxu smiled, "Give us just one."

Except when she was drunk last time, this was the first time Sang Zhi heard him call her that. Her breathing stopped for a moment, and her fingers unconsciously played with the zipper on her clothes: "Why are you calling me that."

Duan Jiaxu's tone was lazy and he said casually: "Didn't you say that everyone close to you calls you that?"

Sang Zhi said unnaturally and did not take the red envelope: "You should just take it. You just called me brother like that. Now you give it back to me. Aren't you at a disadvantage?"

"Give us just one," Duan Jiaxu looked at her motionless, paused for two seconds before looking away, with a faint smile in his voice, "How can you suffer a loss?"

"..."

Sang Zhi said nothing more and took the red envelope. She pulled up her seat belt and lay down by the window to look outside.

The car started, and there was a moment of silence in the car. After a while, Sang Zhi took the initiative to speak: "Brother Xu."

"Um?"

"Look at Brother Qian Fei. When he was drunk, he said he couldn't find a partner." Sang Zhi said, "Now he's married, and he seems to like that sister very much."

"Um."

"When you see it," Sang Zhi thought carefully about his words and spoke slowly and gently, "you don't even have the idea of ​​finding a companion?"

"Why are you either going on a blind date or asking me to find a girlfriend recently?" Duan Jiaxu found it funny, "I'm only twenty-five after all, so what's the rush?"

Sang Zhi: "Then how long do you have to wait? Even my brother is being chased."

She didn't want to rush him all the time.

But I was afraid that he would simply decide not to look for it, and then no one else would urge him.

Next year I will have to celebrate the New Year alone.

I don't go to the doctor when I'm sick, I do everything by myself.

There was a soothing love song playing in the car, soft and long, which seemed to give the atmosphere a bit of charm.

Duan Jiaxu's facial features were sharp and clear. The dim yellow light coming from the street lights outside made his expression look much softer. He looked forward, looking not too concerned.

Seeing that he remained silent, Sang Zhi thought that she was tired of talking to him. After being silent for a while, he said, "Don't be unhappy. I see that my mother always talks about my brother, and my brother is not happy either. I just don't want to, eh."

"

She didn't feel comfortable mentioning his family affairs and didn't know what to say, so she whispered: "I won't talk about it anymore."

Duan Jiaxu suddenly asked: "How old are you this year?"

Don't know why he asked this.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and said, "It's my nineteenth birthday."

After I answered, he didn't answer me.

Sang Zhi was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Then, she heard Duan Jiaxu laugh, his tone seemed to mean something.

"Then let's give it another year."

The author has something to say: Duan Jiaxu: Seeing that you are so anxious, let's get a certificate when you reach age next year.

Sang Zhi:??????

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Chapter completed!