"Ah? You'll be 27 in another year, right..." His words were a bit out of context. Sang Zhi didn't react for a moment, but soon felt something was wrong, "No, why are you suddenly asking me my age?"

"I see you always bring this up tonight."

"……What's wrong?"

"I didn't hear it just now," Duan Jiaxu smiled, "I do now."

"what."

"Don't you mean," Duan Jiaxu's tone was loose and a bit ridiculing, "when you see Qian Fei getting married, you also want to get married?"

Sang Zhi: "..."

"What did you think about when you were young?"

"..."

"Brother calculated your age. Didn't this mean that you have not yet reached the legal age for marriage?" Duan Jiaxu said, "In one year, we will only be able to get married. Don't worry."

"..." Sang Zhi endured it and stopped looking at him, "I'm too lazy to tell you."

"Also, in another year I will only be 26, what the hell, 27." Duan Jiaxu said, "I don't recognize that extra year."

Sang Zhi couldn't help but retort: ​​"You are 26 this year, what are you 25?"

"The birthday hasn't passed yet, so it can only be counted as 25." Duan Jiaxu turned the steering wheel and drove the car into the community where Sang Zhi lives. "For those of us who are older and are very sensitive to age, do you understand?"

After a few seconds of silence, Sang Zhi felt strange and began to guess again: "Have people really said that you are old recently?"

Duan Jiaxu lazily said: "Other than a kid like you, who else can call me old?"

Sang Zhi paused and felt a little guilty: "I haven't said it a few times."

"Well, I have been saying this since I was 20 years old." Duan Jiaxu's voice paused and said calmly, "I have never felt younger in my life."

"..."

The car happened to arrive downstairs at Sang Zhi's house.

Sang Zhi quickly unbuckled his seat belt and pretended not to hear what he said: "Then I'm going home. Thank you Brother Xu. You have an early flight tomorrow, so remember to rest early."

"Wait a minute."

Sang Zhi tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Duan Jiaxu stretched out his hand to loosen the tie around his neck, suddenly took out a square box from another pocket, curled his lips and said, "A New Year's gift for me."

"..."

She thought he had forgotten.

Sang Zhi blinked slowly and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

Sang Zhi returned home and glanced at the living room. Sure enough, Sang Rong and Liping hadn't come back yet. She went directly back to the room, sat on the carpet beside the bed, and took out the box Duan Jiaxu had just given from her bag.

A very simple solid color box with a logo printed in the center.

She reached out and opened the box.

Inside is a silver bracelet that looks like a fox. The two ends are the head and the tail, connected by a chain, embellished with small diamonds, and wrapped around it.

The two letters sz are engraved inside.

Sang Zhi put it on her hand and stared at it for a long time.

Then, she took out her mobile phone and hesitantly searched the Internet for "the meaning of giving bracelets." The first item that popped up was that different people have different meanings.

Sang Zhi poked it open and took a look.

——When a man gives you a bracelet, it means that he likes you and will stay with you for the rest of your life.

Seeing this sentence, Sang Zhi's heartbeat stopped for half a beat, and she licked her lips and continued reading.

——Elders often give bracelets as gifts to younger generations to express their eternal care and blessings.

"..."

Fine.

Sang Zhi's mood became a little empty for no reason.

After a while, she breathed out and put the bracelet back into the box. She didn't think about it anymore, got up, pulled her suitcase, and started packing the luggage she would take back to school tomorrow.

In addition to the ones she brought back earlier, Sang Zhi looked around and also brought the set of cosmetics given by Duan Jiaxu. She took a bath and went to the living room to cut a cake and eat it.

Then he went back to the room and lay down on the bed.

Sang Zhi took out his mobile phone, set an alarm clock, and then sent a WeChat message to Duan Jiaxu: [Shall we leave at six o'clock tomorrow? Let's take a taxi there.]

Brother No. 2: [Hmm.]

Sang Zhi remembered something and asked again: [Brother Jiaxu, why don’t you drink?]

When Qian Fei got married, even she had a small drink, but he actually didn't drink a sip. Sang Zhi originally thought that he would be fed a lot.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed like she had never seen him drink.

After a while.

Brother No. 2: [Alcohol allergy.]

Sang Zhi: [Oh, that’s pretty good too. 】

Sang Zhi: [It doesn’t taste good anyway, it’s much better than I can’t drink milk and eat beef.]

As the time was getting late, Sang Zhi started to feel sleepy while holding her mobile phone. She closed her eyes and fell asleep in a daze. Before she completely lost consciousness, she suddenly remembered what Duan Jiaxu said today.

——"How can we suffer a loss if we only have one?"

At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Sang Zhi got up.

It was still dark, and there was no movement from Liping and Sang Rong outside. Afraid of disturbing them, Sang Zhi moved gently and went into the toilet to wash up quickly.

When she came out, Li Ping also came out of the room wrapped in a coat.

"Only," Li Ping said in a bad mood, "your dad and I both drank yesterday and couldn't drive you to the airport. Should I call your brother to take you there?"

"No need." Sang Zhi felt a little guilty for waking her up, and whispered, "I'm going with Brother Jiaxu. He came back yesterday to attend Brother Qian Fei's wedding, and he's going back to Yihe today."

"Yeah?"

"Well, you go back to sleep." Sang Zhi said, "Brother is also drunk, so don't call him."

Sang Zhi returned to the room and sent a WeChat message to Duan Jiaxu: [Brother Jiaxu, are you awake?]

Duan Jiaxu replied instantly: [Wake up.]

She was relieved, sat in front of the dressing table, and quickly put on light makeup. Sang Zhi changed her clothes, then packed her suitcase and walked out.

At this time, the temperature outside was lower than expected, and the coolness like a razor blade, with a slight moisture, penetrated into the bones along the pores.

Sang Zhi sniffed, took out her cell phone, and called Duan Jiaxu.

Soon, the other end of the phone picked up the phone. His voice didn't sound like he had stayed up all night. It came along with the current, clear and clear: "Come out?"

Sang Zhi hummed: "I'm getting ready to leave the community now, where are you?"

"This bakery is just outside your community," Duan Jiaxu said, "I'm buying breakfast. Have you eaten it?"

"not yet."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"Just have a sandwich." Sang Zhi thought for a moment, "I also want to have an egg tart."

"OK."

Sang Zhi hung up the phone, her hands stiff from the cold. She curled her neck, took out her gloves from her bag, put them on, and then continued to drag the suitcase slowly.

When she left the community, she saw Duan Jiaxu not far away holding a black duffel bag.

Duan Jiaxu came over, handed her the plastic bag in his hand, pulled her suitcase over, and put his own suitcase on top.

Sang Zhi glanced at it: "Have you eaten?"

"No, we'll eat in the car later." Duan Jiaxu said, "Drink some soy milk first to cushion your stomach."

"Oh." Sang Zhi hooked the plastic bag on his wrist, took off his gloves, poked a bottle with a straw, and handed it to him, "You drink."

Duan Jiaxu took it and said with a smile: "Thank you."

The two waited on the side of the road for a while and hailed a taxi. Sang Zhi got into it, handed him a sandwich from the bag, and then unpacked another package.

When Sang Zhi was about to take a bite, she suddenly noticed that Duan Jiaxu was motionless, just looking sideways at the sandwich in her hand.

"..." Sang Zhi felt embarrassed when he stared at him like this, and hesitantly handed him the sandwich in his hand, "You want it?"

Duan Jiaxu took it, and his tone was so gentle that it was almost ambiguous: "Thank you."

Sang Zhi: "..."

baffling.

There were only a dozen egg tarts left in the bag. Sang Zhi could only take out one and gnaw on it, while staring at the sandwich in his hand, looking a little unhappy: "Do you want to eat two?"
To be continued...