Sang Zhi's appetite suddenly improved, she hugged the bowl and finished the porridge in a gulp. She refused Sang Rong's offer to drive her to school, put on her schoolbag, and went to school by car as usual.

When she was almost at the station, Sang Zhi lowered her head and took out the student bus card from her schoolbag.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the convenience store next to her. She hesitated and walked in.

This convenience store was not large, and the refrigerator with drinks was placed at the door. Sang Zhi stared at the row of milk, his eyes unblinking, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that she had been there for a long time, the clerk standing at the cashier couldn't help but ask: "Kid, do you want to buy milk?"

Normally, Sang Zhi would have been too lazy to care. But at this moment, she turned her head inexplicably and pointed at her school uniform: "I'm in junior high school, don't call me that."

Without waiting for the clerk to respond, Sang Zhi continued: "I don't want to buy it, I just came to take a look."

After saying that, she said goodbye and left the store, just in time to catch a bus packed with people. Sang Zhi quickly got on, squeezed in along with the flow of people, and found an empty seat to stand.

The car shook violently.

Due to inertia, Sang Zhi stood very unsteadily, and had to stand on tiptoe to hold on to the hanging ring, which was extremely laborious. A sudden stop made her fall forward uncontrollably, and her heart skipped a beat. The next second, someone grabbed her schoolbag and pulled her toward her.

Pull back.

There were constant complaints.

Sang Zhi stretched out her hand and reluctantly grabbed the armrest in the distance.

In this scene, she took a break and looked back, and happened to meet Fu Zhengchu's eyes.

The boy is about 1.7 meters tall, a head taller than her. His facial features have not yet grown out, and he looks soft and childish. His face is deliberately mature: "Is everything okay?"

Sang Zhi nodded and said nothing.

Fu Zhengchu made his place available to her: "You stand here."

He was tall enough to grab the hanging ring, so Sang Zhi was not polite and said "thank you".

silence.

After a while, Fu Zhengchu choked out something: "I heard Yin Zhenru say, you were called a parent, right?"

Sang Zhi looked at him, unhappy: "Why does she tell you everything?"

"Didn't you go to the bookstore together yesterday? I just asked." Fu Zhengchu seemed a little nervous, "Nothing else, I just wanted to tell you that I was also called a parent."

Sang Zhi paused: "Have you been called a parent too?"

"Um."

"what reason?"

Unable to think of an answer for a moment, Fu Zhengchu said vaguely: "I just don't listen in class."

Sang Zhi nodded: "I'm about the same."

"Why don't you listen?"

"It's too simple." Sang Zhi said, "I don't want to hear it."

"..." Fu Zhengchu scratched his head and said calmly, "Me too."

Sang Zhi said suspiciously: "But weren't you ranked at the bottom of your grade in the last exam?"

Sweat dripped down Fu Zhengchu's forehead. He looked away and tightened his grip on the ring, but the emotion on his face was light: "Hmm. The question is too simple, I'm too lazy to write it."

Seemingly finding this explanation reasonable, Sang Zhi calmly said "Oh" and said nothing more.

The scene became quiet.

It was so quiet that it was a bit awkward.

Fu Zhengchu coughed lightly and took the initiative to break the awkwardness: "How many did you get in the exam last time?"

Sang Zhi: "First."

"..." Fu Zhengchu gritted his teeth, then quickly let go, grinning nonchalantly, "Okay, I'll get first place in the test next time just for fun."

Sang Zhi glanced at him up and down: "Are you going to take first place next time?"

Fu Zhengchu nodded, half confident: "...what's wrong?"

"No, I'm just reminding you." Sang Zhi didn't take these words to heart and said matter-of-factly, "With me here, it's impossible."

"..."

In this way, the situation between the two seemed to have become hostile for no apparent reason.

After that, Fu Zhengchu didn't know what to say. He had no experience in this area, and he was too embarrassed to keep talking about embarrassing topics shamelessly, so he fell silent.

After arriving at the station.

Sang Zhi got out of the car first and walked quickly to school.

Fu Zhengchu followed her, racking his brains on how to save the situation. When he had no idea, he happened to meet a boy he knew. The boy said hello to him, and naturally put his arm around his neck and walked forward.

The boy's steps were long and fast, and he quickly surpassed Sang Zhi.

Fu Zhengchu turned around and shouted: "Sang Zhi, should I leave first?"

Sang Zhi waved to him perfunctorily.

The boy also glanced at Sang Zhi, said "oh" meaningfully, and then laughed.

Fu Zhengchu raised his foot and kicked him, but his eyes kept looking towards Sang Zhi unconsciously.

"are you crazy."

Sang Zhi didn't pay attention to what they were saying.

She didn't listen to a word and didn't care at all. All she could think about was the next call to her parents and the man she saw yesterday.

Yesterday was such a rush, Sang Yan was present, and Duan Jiaxu only agreed to come over at the last minute, so he didn't say anything clearly. Sang Zhi didn't have his contact information, and didn't know how to tell him to come over at 4:30 in the afternoon.

I don't know what time he will come.

Because she kept thinking about this, Sang Zhi didn't attend class all day. From time to time she looked through the window toward the school gate. After being criticized by several teachers, she restrained herself.

The clock on the wall keeps turning.

The bell rang on time at 4:20, and the last class ended.

Thinking that Sang Zhi was probably going home with her brother, Yin Zhenru didn't wait for her, said goodbye to her and left the classroom.

Sang Zhi had nothing to do, so she took out a notebook from the drawer and continued drawing. Time passed by, and when she looked up at the clock again, she found that it was already close to five o'clock.

She was the only one left in the spacious classroom at this time.

She was stunned for a moment.

Duan Jiaxu hasn't come yet.

Sang Zhi didn't know if he didn't know that junior high school ended early, or if he had forgotten about it. She managed to calm down her mind and wanted to continue drawing, but this time she had no idea at all, and her head was a mess of threads.

Waited for another quarter of an hour.

Sang Zhi heard the sound of the doors of other classes being forcefully closed outside. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but she felt that the silence at this moment seemed even quieter than before.

The slightest movement made by one person was magnified at this moment.

What he said the day before was like a joke.

Sang Zhi couldn't wait any longer and stood up suddenly.

The chair slid back and there was a squeaking sound, which stung people's ears. She stopped in place, her eye circles gradually turning red. She forced her face to be sullen, suppressing her grievance.

"never mind."

Sang Zhi stuffed a few books into his schoolbag, put them on his back and walked out.

The first day of junior high school ended early, and the day's classes ended at early four o'clock. At this time, just after five o'clock, the corridor was already empty, and only a few scattered people could be seen.

Sang Zhi lowered his head and trotted downstairs.

She walked very fast, without looking at the road ahead, like a headless fly. Suddenly she ran into a wall of people. Sang Zhi took a few steps back and apologized muffledly.

Without even raising his head, he continued walking forward.

At the same time, the person she bumped into said: "Classmate, do you know how to get to Class 1, Grade 1?"

The man's voice is slightly raised, with a naturally drawn-out ending. There is always an indescribable laziness when speaking, as if it is close to the ear, with breath, tickling people's hearts.

Somewhat familiar.

Sang Zhi turned around.

Duan Jiaxu stood by the railing, wearing a white suit and trousers. His bangs were slightly long, covering his eyebrows, and his facial features were so outstanding that they were too gorgeous. When he lowered his eyelids and looked at her face, the corners of his lips relaxed: "Sang Zhi?"

Sang Zhi stared at him for a few seconds, then quickly lowered his head and said nothing.

I don’t know whether to say this was expected or an unexpected encounter.

Noticing her red eyes, Duan Jiaxu knelt down and looked at her: "Are you crying again?"

"..."

He found it funny: "Afraid of this?"
To be continued...