Following his movements, Sang Zhi lowered his eyes and stared at the lit lock screen interface. She raised her head again, her lips moved. When she wanted to say something, Duan Jiaxu was already standing up.

The eyes staring at her were gentle and ambiguous.

All the students sat in this row.

When I noticed the movement here, I couldn't help but look at it.

Sang Zhi didn't know most of the people. The students sitting next to him were all led by the same tutor, and after meeting them a few times, they were considered to know each other.

But they were not very familiar with it, so they had never met Duan Jiaxu.

It seemed that Duan Jiaxu just came over to remind him, but he didn't say anything else. He nodded slightly, took a step back, and turned back to his original position.

After he left, the classmate next to Sang Zhi came over again: "What's the situation? Is that handsome guy here to flirt with you? This is too--"

"But it is, too." The classmate's words changed, "This handsome guy's temperament looks like a love prodigal son, casting a net everywhere."

“…”

"And, that face, you can tell that it's a scumbag at first glance." The classmate tsk twice, with a bit of admiration in his words, "I've never seen such a standard scumbag's face."

Hearing this, Sang Zhi turned to look at her, with a complicated expression.

Classmate: "What's wrong?"

"That," Sang Zhi couldn't help but mention, "It's my boyfriend."

“…”

After being silent for a few seconds, I seemed to feel a little embarrassed. The classmate laughed dryly and explained forcefully and stiffly: "What I mean is, he is handsome."

Sang Zhi didn't mind very much, after all, Duan Jiaxu felt that way. She smiled and said in a silence: "It's okay, I'm not angry."

The classmate was curious: "How did you meet?"

Sang Zhi replied to Duan Gongxun on WeChat, while saying, "My brother's friend."

"Oh, I want to have an older brother, too." The classmate envied, "It's better to have a very handsome friend, give me a good night's moon first."

The two chatted for a few more times.

Sang Zhi began to concentrate on talking to Duan Jiaxu on WeChat.

Sang Zhi: [When did you come?]

Duan Jiaxu: [The plane this morning.]

Sang Zhi: [Then why are you here?]

Duan Jiaxu: [I heard you were coming to attend this award ceremony. My previous company was also invited, so I came here for Sister Jiang.]

Sang Zhi was not very happy: [You told me yesterday that you were not available.]

It made her feel bad all day long.

Duan Jiaxu: [Give you a surprise.]

Duan Jiaxu: [Are you angry?]

After staring at this for a long time, Sang Zhi's displeasure soon disappeared. Thinking of his appearance in a suit, she licked her lips inexplicably.

All right.

It was quite a surprise.

Sang Zhi thought about it and took the initiative to mention: [Would we both sit in the back?]

Sang Zhi: [There is a space.]

The auditorium has a large space and more seats than people. The front row is basically arranged, and most of the seats are company representatives and professors from other universities, and the rest are not fixed.

Duan Jiaxu: [Okay.]

Seeing this, Sang Zhi packed up his things, spoke to the classmate next to him, got up and walked back, and found two empty seats side by side to sit down.

Not long after, Duan Jiaxu also came over and sat next to her.

Sang Zhi looked in his direction and felt amazing after looking at it several times. She could notice that the girls next to him seemed to be heading towards him, and she was a little unhappy: "Why are you still wearing a suit? Have you changed it after getting off the plane?"

Duan Jiaxu reached out to hold her and pinched the flesh on her hand twice: "Yes."

Sang Zhi couldn't help but muttered, "My classmate said you have a scumbag face."

Duan Jiaxu paused and looked up: "What?"

"Say you are," Sang Zhi stared at him, with a hint of condemnation in his words, "It is rare in a century, extremely standard, scumbag face."

"What is the face of a scumbag?"

"I don't know either." Because this was said by the classmate, Sang Zhi was a little unscrupulous, "It's just you."

Duan Jiaxu's eyelids moved.

Before he could speak again, Sang Zhi exploded a little, suddenly pinched his face and said word by word: "Can you stop discharging electricity to others?"

"..." Duan Jiaxu was stunned for a moment, feeling ridiculous, speechless and cheerful, "I always discharge electricity to others?"

Sang Zhi held his head and moved down, trying to make him block his face with his body, avoiding the gazes from all directions: "It was, you just sit like this."

After thinking about it, she said with a tense face: "Can you wear a mask when you go out in the future?"

Staring at her appearance, Duan Jiaxu reacted and the corners of his lips bent.

"Little vinegar bag."

Sang Zhi bulged his cheeks and did not deny it. She glanced at it and suddenly noticed that the tie on his neck was the one she gave him. The suffocation barely dissipated a little.

Sang Zhi opened the topic: "When will you go back to Nanwu?"

"The morning after tomorrow."

"oh."

"I will come here again during the Qingming Festival." Duan Jiaxu said, "Sweep my mother's grave. Do you go with me then?"

Sang Zhi nodded: "Okay."

Duan Jiaxu sat on the back of the chair, turned his head and looked at her lazily. Not long after, he spoke again and said carelessly: "Come here."

Sang Zhi leaned over suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

"The tie is loose." Duan Jiaxu said, "Help me re-tie."

Sang Zhi was stunned: "But I don't."

Duan Jiaxu: "Just push up."

“…”

You are not without hands.

Sang Zhi didn't say this, and obediently reached out and grabbed his tie, clumsyly pushing up as he said. The next moment, Duan Jiaxu suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled it forward.

It seems to be driven by this force.

He leaned forward and kissed her lips accurately.

It's about to leave at once.

“…”

An extremely short moment.

Before Sang Zhi could react to what happened, Duan Jiaxu had already sat up straight, slowly wearing a tie, and said, "Scared my brother."

Sang Zhi: "?"

"Just kiss just by wanting to kiss her," Duan Jiaxu rubbed her lips affectionately, and said casually, "No need to do such small moves."

“…”

Sang Zhi's expression is hard to describe.

This man was really something she had seen in her life.

The most shameless dog man.

Sang Zhi endured it, pulled his hand off expressionlessly, leaned over and helped him adjust his tie, and said bluntly: "You've got it wrong."

Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes, suddenly laughed, and called her: "Child."

"what."

"miss you."

Sang Zhi looked up and whispered: "Oh."

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows: "Just one?"

"I said 'oh'," Sang Zhi helped him to take care of the suit and explained seriously, "It means 'me too'."

Duan Jiaxu laughed: "Okay."

It wasn't the prize ceremony for a long time. Sang Zhi looked down at his phone and asked boredly: "Do you want to go up and speak later? It seems that he has prepared three minutes for each company."
To be continued...