Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

The weather in October was still hot, and the night was a little cool, but still couldn't hide the sullen mood.

At the instant of confirming that it was really childish, Duan praised his eyes slightly, subconsciously extinguished the cigarette butt, and suddenly noticed the lady's cigarette on the other hand.

His movements stopped.

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes again and shook the cigarette in her hand: "Who taught you to smoke?"

I haven't seen in two years, the little girl is obviously a lot taller.

The last time I met him was just over his shoulder, this time he was able to reach his chin. Her facial features did not change much, but she opened a little longer, a little more girlish than her childish look before.

She wore a pink suspender tube top, light blue denim shorts, exposing a thin waist and nicely shaped clavicle, and two thin, straight legs.

The hair color is naturally shallow, and it forms a small ball on the head, which looks beautiful and fresh.

It really is the eighteenth change of the female college.

Sangzhi couldn't fully react and stared at him neatly. After a while, she retracted her hand and murmured, "Not mine."

"My brother saw it with my own eyes," Duan Xia said in a lazy tone. "It fell from you."

"..."

"Isn't it good to learn small mulberries?"

Hearing the words "brother" from his mouth, Sangzhi still felt as if he had passed away. She didn't explain any more, just referring to the cigarette on his hand: "You don't smoke too."

"Why did my brother smoke in front of you?" Duan Jiaxu threw away the cigarette **** and put the pack of cigarettes in his pocket. "This, it's confiscated."

"..." I didn't expect him to come out like this, Sangzhi quickly said, "It's really not mine, it's my roommate."

"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu looked at her, and suddenly noticed something, ending slightly. "Children, don't mention anything else. I haven't seen my brother for so long, don't you call someone?"

Sang Zhi gave a lip, pursed his lips, and shouted very stiffly, "Compliment Brother."

"Come here to play?"

"Ok."

"When did the military training finish?"

As if he was questioned by his parents after returning home late, Sangzhi touched his head, and honestly said, "Last month, military training was for half a month."

"The National Day holiday is seven days away," Duan Jiaxu smiled. "Why don't you see your brother playing?"

Originally, I thought that if I hadn't seen each other for a long time, a small amount of communication was through social software. When talking face to face, both parties would be a little embarrassed.

No results.

She alone felt a little awkward.

Sang Zhi hit him and muttered, "I have something else."

Duan Jiaxu: "What is it?"

"Class."

"Return to class?"

"..." Sang Zhi instantly felt something wrong and changed his mouth. "Part-time."

"Well, my brother had to take a part-time job before." I realized that she was trying to hide herself, Duan praised her expressions, her lips were slightly curved, "I have to take the time to help you see the teacher, see your homework, and pick you up Family."

"..."

"Little white-eyed wolf."

"..."

Silent for a while.

He stood upright, his eyes and eyes seemed faint under the light, handed the pack of cigarettes from her pocket to her, and spit out two words coolly: "Very good."

Sang Zhi didn't dare answer.

"The little girl has no conscience," Duan Jiaxu smiled softly. "It's fine."

"..." Sang Zhi was a little annoyed by him, and he reluctantly uttered a sentence. "Then you were a junior and a junior at that time, and I am a junior now."

"Um." Duan Jiaxu said indifferently, "Also attack the age."

"..."

"Child, think about it for yourself." Duan Xuan's elbow rested on the railing next to him, and his fingertips were tapped on it. "Brother is not good for you."

"... I didn't say that again." Sangzhi couldn't help but said, "And I've grown up like that. You still call me a kid, don't you think it's awkward?"

"How old can I be?" Duan Jiaxu said, "I don't want to return a child."

Sangzhi swallowed the cigarette in his hand with patience and still didn't hold the fire: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a few years, you are indeed a lot older."

Duan Jiaxu wasn't bothered, and Danger Lang said, "Huh? Let's call my brother nice."

"..."

"Sangzhi, go back to your cell phone and figure it out yourself," Duan Jiaxu said. "How many calls did your brother make to you?"

Sang Zhi said with no guts: "Don't I tell you I want to learn?"

"Study must be isolated from the world? What do you learn? I will slowly calculate with you later." He looked at the time, his eyes slightly raised, "It's eleven o'clock, aren't you going back?"

"I don't know when they're leaving." Sang Zhi also looked at the phone. "Then I'll go back first."

"..."

"Compliment Brother," afraid of being said to have no conscience again, Sangzhi asked very officially, "I haven't had time to ask, are you here like this? Aren't you going?"

"The company has new colleagues and got a party," Duan Jiaxu said casually. "You go back and get your things, and your brother will take you back to school."

Sang Zhi shook her head: "I'll go back with them."

"Okay." He didn't demand.

Duan Jiaxu still leaned back to where he was, staring at her with a thoughtful look.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Sangzhi couldn't help but open his eyes, smelling a slight taste of wine in the wind. She didn't think there was anything in this dress.

But at this moment, there was an inexplicable feeling that he did not wear school uniforms and was discovered by the instructor.

Sang Zhi asked again, "Did you drink?"

"Don't drink." Duan Jiaxu thought it was funny. "Did you not drink it? It depends on your brother?"

Sang Zhi then remembered: "Oh."

He suddenly came out: "Stand up."

Sang Zhi didn't move: "Why."

"I haven't seen you for so long," Duan Jiaxu stood on the spot, and Peach Blossom's eyes were bright and bright. It seemed to be a bit magical, and his voice was smiling.

"..."

"It doesn't look pretty."

Sang Zhi returned to the private room.

Several people have fallen to their positions, and a few personal spirits have come up, yelling and crying with Mai Gui. The wine was very heavy and the sound was loud enough to burst the eardrum.

She wanted to go out as soon as she entered.

Noting her figure, roommate Wang Ruolan asked, "Well, childish, why do you go to the toilet for so long? Let's play cards."

Sang Zhi sat next to her; "When are we leaving?"

Wang Ruolan: "They say something."

"..." Sang Chi said, "The subway is out of service."

"Let's go back." Wang Ruolan said, "Or take the bus? Hey, but I don't know how late the 888 route is."

Sangzhi couldn't accept the smell in the private room, maybe it was because of drinking a few glasses of wine, and I felt a little nauseated: "I'll go back first, I can't stay up late."

Shou Xing Ning Wei came together and smiled and said, "Sang Sang, are you leaving?"

Sangzhi: "Yes."

"How come you come back alone, so late." Ning Wei said, "Let Jiang Ming send you back?"

Sang Zhi paused: "Who is Jiang Ming?"

"That's it." Ning Wei took her arm and quietly pointed her out, and then put it in her ear, and said, "Is my department really handsome? I think he's interesting to you."

"Don't guess, I didn't say a word to him." Sang Zhi stood up and rubbed his sleepy eyes. "It's okay, it's the subway station when I go out. I'm gone and I'm stuck."

"Well, let's do it."

"Don't be too late, it's not safe."

"So many people are afraid!"

"Then you bring the keys?"

"I brought it."

Sang Zhi then came out of the private room with confidence. KtV is always very lively at night, and the on-call waiters are extremely enthusiastic. The volume of greetings is like a built-in speaker.

She was taken aback for the first time, and then she got used to it.

Sang Zhi walked out of KtV and walked down the stairs.

She reached out and covered her face, and finally had the thought and time to think about what Duan Xiaoyun looked like, and the last word he said.

Perhaps Jiu Jiner came up, and Sangzhi felt inexplicable.

Dog man.

Old, dog man.

What has to do with how beautiful he is.

And she has been beautiful since she was a child, and she must be beautiful when she grows up.

Do you have to take a closer look?

Sang Zhi stopped and exhaled slowly.

The reunion came too suddenly, leaving her unprepared. Although there is a happy mood, but it is more busy, and then I feel a little blocked.

She remembered that paragraph of praise again.

—— "How old can you be? Not a child."

Sang Zhi laughed out of nowhere.

Sure enough, exactly what she thought.

She is an adult and a child to him. Maybe when she is seventy or eighty, he still has to die with the words "child".

Well-dressed, seven years older than her,

It's more than one! Superior! Thing! same.

Sangzhi was a little bit angry, and couldn't think of how to vent his emotions. She never said bad words and couldn't yell. At this moment, only three words came out: "Old things."

The voice just fell.

A familiar voice suddenly emerged from behind him: "Huh?"

"..." Sangzhi turned her head stiffly.

"Call me?" Duan Xiaoxu stood on the two steps behind her. It seemed as long as she stopped and how long he stopped. He thought for a while, and seemed to laugh, "So too."

"..."

"You seem to have met me like this tonight-" Duan Jiaxu stared at her for a few seconds, then bit the words clearly and said, "Old, East, West?"

The author has something to say: Duan Laogou's perspective is: This kid somehow ignored me and continued to attack me in terms of age.