Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu turned his head to look at her. His eyes seemed a little bright in the darkness, the corners of his lips curved, and he said with interest: "You can't finish talking all night?"

"That's what it is."

"Is Xiao Sangzhi so popular?"

"Yes." Sang Zhi said matter-of-factly, "I'm pretty."

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

This sudden silence seemed to deny her words.

Sang Zhi felt a little unhappy. She looked away and picked up the mobile phone on the table: "Go to sleep. Why are you prying into young people's lives when you have nothing to do?"

"..."

Sang Zhi snorted: "You don't understand."

"You two siblings did this on purpose, right?" Duan Jiaxu's voice rose and he said casually, "You attack my age all the time, did you agree in advance?"

Sang Zhi looked at him: "Why did my brother attack you? Aren't you two the same age?"

One hundred steps leads to a hundred steps of laughter.

"He thinks he is young." Duan Jiaxu chuckled and brought up what happened just now, "Okay, let's start talking."

Sang Zhi didn't react: "What."

"Brother will keep a check on you." When he said this, he suddenly remembered something, and there was a hint of teasing in his voice, "Ah. By the way, Xiao Sangzhi will bring a notebook for brother."

"..."

"Brother, remember it well."

Sang Zhi stared at him for a few seconds. Soon, she turned her back and turned on the screen of her phone. It was obvious that she didn't want to talk anymore: "I won't tell you."

The next morning, Sang Zhi still didn't mind, and reluctantly wiped his face again, and then wiped his arms and palms all over.

This time Duan Jiaxu did not open his eyes suddenly like last time, nor did he say anything else.

But Sang Zhi never looked into his eyes, her eyes were blank. She tried her best to keep her mind occupied, as if she was wiping an immobile corpse.

Before leaving, Sang Zhi thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Jiaxu, do you need anything else? I'll bring it to you when I come over in the evening."

"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu seemed a little sleepy, his eyelids were half-closed, "I have the key in my coat. You can take it. Help brother get the computer from the room."

"..." Sang Zhi said, "Why do you need a computer?"

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Work."

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and her expression suddenly turned ugly: "You've already taken leave, and you're sick. Why do you still work? Your boss won't give you extra money."

Duan Jiaxu looked at her and said nothing.

Sang Zhi: "I won't take it. I'll help you take the rest. I'm leaving."

After saying that, she left the ward.

Sang Zhi listened to some of Jiang Ming's voice messages on the subway: "Sang Zhi, are you free? My friends and I were playing games in the playground. - Do you want to come over? - I heard Ning Wei say you haven't gone back to school yet.

, it’s not safe to go back to school alone so late, shall I pick you up?”

She hesitated and replied: [Sorry, I didn't check my phone yesterday. Thank you for your concern.]

Sang Zhi went back to the dormitory first, took a shower and changed clothes.

After that, she went to class in the teaching building. Sang Zhi had quite a few classes on Friday and went until six in the afternoon. She didn't have time to eat, so after class she took the subway to Duan Jiaxu's home.

After leaving the subway station, Sang Zhi followed the navigation on his phone to find the location.

This area is full of residential areas, next to the city library, but it is still a short distance away from where Duan Jiaxu lives. There is a food street and a small square nearby, which is particularly lively.

Sang Zhi used the key card to enter the community, found the building where Duan Jiaxu lived, and went up to the fifteenth floor.

There are four houses on the first floor, and the house where Duan Jiaxu lives faces south. She walked over, took the key and opened the door. She touched the wall unfamiliarly and found the switch to turn on the light.

The interior decoration is dark in tone. The sofa and coffee table in the living room are all gray and black, and the walls are also painted in a similar color. The wooden floor is covered with a dark square carpet in the center.

There is a half-open book on the sofa, next to a tall lamp.

The curtains were closed and the house seemed a bit stuffy.

Sang Zhi took off her shoes, looked at the only pair of slippers on the shoe rack, and hesitated to put them on. She walked in with her socks on, thinking about what to bring.

She looked around the living room.

Suddenly I noticed three photo frames on the TV cabinet.

One was a photo of Duan Jiaxu and their whole dormitory wearing bachelor's uniforms, and next to it was the photo of the two of them that Sang Zhi took with him at the graduation ceremony. She saw this photo again and subconsciously took a few more glances.

At that time, she had only reached his shoulders, and she still looked a little immature. Wearing a pink-blue dress, she stood twenty centimeters away from him, with two small pear dimples exposed at the corners of her lips.

Duan Jiaxu put his hand on her head with a carefree expression, but his smile was bright.

The shots are pretty nice too.

Sang Zhi licked her lips, took out her cell phone like a thief, and took a photo of the photo. Her eyes moved away, and she suddenly noticed another photo frame, which was also a group photo.

That photo is obviously an old photo, and the colors are different.

Duan Jiaxu in the photo looks to be in his teens.

He was wearing a school uniform, and standing next to him was a woman who was half a head shorter than him. Their eyebrows were very similar, and they both had a faint smile on their faces.

Thinking of Liping's words, Sang Zhi instantly understood the identity of this person. She knelt down, thought for a moment, and whispered: "Hello, aunt, I am Sang Zhi, the sister of brother Jia Xu's friend."

After a few seconds, Sang Zhi added: "Brother Jia Xu didn't go home yesterday because he was sick and had a minor operation, but it wasn't serious. I'm just here to get him something. Don't worry."

After saying that, Sang Zhi stood up, took out her mobile phone and searched for "What to bring to the hospital" and picked up everything marked on it. She noticed the words "underwear" and her eyes paused.

Then he moved to the wardrobe in his room.

"..."

Why would she do this again?

Sang Zhi closed her eyes, opened the closet, and saw two new boxes inside. She breathed a sigh of relief and threw the boxes directly into the bag.

She looked up, wondering whether to bring more clothes.

Suddenly I saw a very familiar tie.

It was a birthday gift she gave him when she came back to Yihe City last time.

Sang Zhi's eyes paused for a few seconds, then he slammed the closet shut.

never mind.

That's all.

She has done her best.

Sang Zhi left Duan Jiaxu's house and walked to the elevator to wait for the elevator. She took out her phone and looked through it out of boredom, then put it back in her pocket. The elevator arrived just in time.

There was a woman standing inside, with a delicate face, wearing brand-name clothes, and the smell of perfume was very strong. She seemed to be calling someone, but the other person never answered, so her expression was not very good.

The woman glanced at Sang Zhi and walked out.

Sang Zhi then walked into the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closes.

Sang Zhi saw that the woman seemed to be walking towards Duan Jiaxu's house.

But it could also be the one next to it.

Sang Zhi lowered his eyes and didn't take this matter to heart.

By the time Sang Zhi arrived at the hospital, it was almost eight o'clock.

She walked into the ward and found that a 60- or 70-year-old grandfather was living in the other bed, and sitting next to him was a middle-aged man who looked like he should be his son.

Three men with considerable age differences were chatting.

Sang Zhi put several bags in his hands on the table.

Noticing the movement, Duan Jiaxu turned his head and fluttered his eyelashes: "Why do you bring so many things?"

Sang Zhi was so tired that she was out of breath while speaking. She immediately sat on a chair and took off her coat: "It's not much, I need to use everything I feel."

Duan Jiaxu glanced into the bag and said slowly: "Why do you bring so many clothes?"

"I just brought two sets and a jacket. You can wear it when you're cold." Sang Zhi took out a bottle from his bag and took a sip of water. "I also brought a charger and other things for you."

Duan Jiaxu hummed: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Sang Zhi just remembered this and didn't feel hungry. "I came over right after class and didn't have time. I'll go eat later."

Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu glanced at the time: "It's eight o'clock, haven't you eaten yet?"

Sang Zhi took out a piece of chocolate to nibble, then took out her cell phone to reply to the message: "I'm not very hungry, I'll go eat later."

"Go and eat now."

"..." Sang Zhi raised his eyes, feeling unhappy, "It's not that I don't want to eat, I just brought so many things here, you can't let me sit for a while."
To be continued...