Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

For convenience, Duan Jiaxu drove the car directly to the airport.

She wanted to send San Zhi back to school halfway, but she wanted to send him back, and Duan Xu didn't stop. On the way, he contacted a reliable driver, and when he arrived at the airport, he accompanied her to wait for the driver.

He was not anxious and was not anxious at all, but he felt panic and dragged him to the airport: "Don't wait, I can't wait anymore."

Duan Jiaxu followed her strength and said with a smile, "It's early."

Sang Zhi: "I sent you to the security check and then came out again, the master should have arrived."

Duan Jiaxu thought for a while, but did not object: "Yes."

"I will go home on Labor Day without you coming over." Sang Zhi walked beside him and said slowly, "Also, I just bought you a box of food online and should be there tomorrow. . "

"it is good."

"Don't always eat takeaway, don't be too lazy to do it by yourself. You can go to my house for dinner if you are free. If you are embarrassed, you can call my brother together."

Duan Jiaxu thought it was funny: "At the age when I can marry someone, have I started to learn to bring children?"

"What is bringing a child?" Sang Zhi hit him. "I'm taking care of the elderly in my family."

Upon hearing that, Duan Jiaxu's brows frowned, and she didn't seem to care much about her words: "Huh? It's not old, it doesn't matter."

"..."

"It's yours."

When Duan praised the security check and Sang Zhi could not see his back, she left the airport. The master happened to be here too, and Sang Zhi greeted him before getting on the bus.

She opened WeChat and told Duan Jiaxu. Sang Zhi exited the chat window with him, glanced down bored, and noticed that Shi Xiaoyu sent a message ten minutes ago.

Shi Xiaoyu: [Have you seen Jiang Ying today? 】

Sangzhi hesitated to reply "um".

Shi Xiaoyu: [She just cried with me just after calling and didn't say what happened ...]

Xiaoyu Shi: [She's not feeling very well recently. If there is anything bad, I apologize to you. 】

Sangzhi understood instantly.

Probably because Jiang Ying couldn't ask her, so she asked her what had just happened.

Sang Zhiyan said concisely: [We just passed by and saw that she was scolded by a woman, and there was nothing else. She didn't do anything bad. 】

There was silence for a moment.

Shi Xiaoyu: [Okay, I see. thank you for telling me. 】

Shi Xiaoyu explained for Jiang Ying: [This has nothing to do with her, it is her stepfather's side, and her mother is also about to divorce. 】

Sang Zhi didn't care much about this, and returned with "um."

Shi Xiaoyu: [Well, I think it's inexplicable. Although I can understand the feelings of the family, this is a bit overdue ... It has nothing to do with Jiang Ying. She is not close to her stepfather. 】

Sangzhi did not reply this time.

Xiaoyu Shi: [In the past, Jiang Ying didn't figure it out. Because of this, she also had a bad time. She has not been happy for more than ten years, and she has few friends. Because of this matter, she wants to open some more, and she should never go to your boyfriend again. 】

Shi Xiaoyu: [But may still not be able to forgive. 】

"..."

Sang Zhi really didn't understand what she came to tell herself so much. She stared at the screen for a long while and laughed angrily: [No need to forgive. 】

Mulberry: [No need. 】

The crime committed by another person was imposed on Duan Xuan's body, and he finally gave alms like "no more harassment, but also no excuse".

Do you think you are kind and generous?

Duan praises nothing wrong, so he doesn't need the forgiveness that belongs to others.

He never took the initiative, just wanted to stay away from these things, get unfair treatment, and never fought for himself.

I just want to get my life on track.

Mulberry: [Those things, you don't have to tell me anymore. I'm not familiar with Jiang Ying and I'm not curious what happened to her.

Sang Zhi: [Also, I know she is a victim. 】

Sang Zhi: [But it's not just her who is the victim. 】

Later, Sang Zhi put down her phone and looked out the window.

She remembered the wish she had uttered on her birthday.

--Hope for world peace.

Hope no more criminals in the dark corners of the world.

It is hoped that before they commit a crime, they can think twice about the consequences of this behavior and how many families will be hurt at the same time. I hope they can think about what kind of life their family will lead because of their behavior.

If this desire is too great.

Well, Sang Chi hopes.

One day, everyone will be able to distinguish offenders from their relatives.

Sang Zhi bought the May 1 ticket in advance, but it didn't come in handy. Because one night in April, Duan Zhicheng died.

He couldn't open his eyes until he died.

In his life, all he left was panic after hitting people, a crime that he could not make up in this life, and owes and regrets to his family.

Nothing else.

When receiving the phone call, Duan Xu was extremely calm.

Because I have known for a long time that this day will come, it is only a matter of time. He didn't even have any ups and downs, booked a recent flight and returned to Yihe.

As soon as the plane was off, Duan Jiaxu called Sang Zhi.

The two met at the hospital entrance.

Sang Zhi used to hold his hand, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word. She had no idea what to say, and in the end she only uttered four words: "I am with you."

Duan Jiaxu spoke softly.

After entering the morgue, Duan praised his gaze on one of the people covered with white cloth. He stared at the word "Duan Zhicheng" on the sign and walked over, slowly pulling the white cloth off.

Duan Zhicheng's face has become stiff and bloodless.

Duan Jiaxu retracted his hand, feeling very light: "Congratulations."

Until death, you don't have to face your sin.

Duan Jiaxu thought for a while and whispered, "If you see Mom, don't go to her again. Don't harm her anymore and let her live a good life."

After speaking, Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and stared at Duan Zhicheng's face. I felt like I had nothing to say to him, and he quickly returned Baibula.

Duan Jiaxu looked at Sang Zhi: "Let's go and go through the formalities."

Sang Zhi raised her head, nodded, and watched his expression carefully, feeling sad for him, and a little overwhelmed by his calmness. She stepped forward and took the initiative to hold him again.

"How's that look?" Duan Jiaxu said gently. "It's all right, I'm not sad."

After all, the age of dreaming has passed.

It is also known that there are not so many miracles in this world. I hope that Duan Zhicheng can wake up, but also understand that this possibility is so low that it can be ignored.

They left the morgue.

Sangzhi stopped abruptly and opened his hands at him: "Hug."

Duan Jiaxu hesitated, bent down obediently, and hugged her. He could feel her hand patting his back and whispering, "I can't tell you it's OK."

Because it is impossible to feel okay.

"But I can accompany you to be sad, everything can accompany you," said Sang Zhi, "you don't have to stand by yourself."

Hope you can feel less troubled because of this.

Listening to her words, Duan praised the arc of the lips gradually receding. As if thinking about something, he lowered his eyelashes and suddenly called to her: "Only."

"Ok."

"Am I really too old?"

I don't know why he said this suddenly, but Sangzhi still seriously denied: "No."

Duan Jiaxu's throat knot slipped, as if restraining some emotions. After a short while, it seemed like a sentence came out: "I don't have any parents."

"..."

His child's nose was sour, holding him aggravated. The end of her eyes turned red, holding back the choking in the words, and slowly saying, "I am with you."

I have everything for you.

I give you all the warmth I get.

"I give you a promise, okay?" Sang Zhi said, "We will have a family in the future, and I will accompany you for a long time. My family will also be your family."

"Well," Duan Jiaxu said quietly, "we, we will have a home."

Sang Zhi touched his head, learning his previous tone, and said earnestly and solemnly: "The things that others have, we approve of them."

Duan Jiaxu laughed loudly, his voice was a little hoarse.

"it is good."

Those pasts that can't get rid of and can't let go.

At this moment, it seems like Duan Zhicheng left.

Finally, completely passed.

In mid-July, the summer season is coming.

Immediately after the last exam, Sang Zhi went to the airport by car and returned to Nanwu. The next morning, she was called out by Duan Xuan and went to a newly opened residential area in the urban area to see the house.

They looked at the model room.

Three bedrooms, two halls, two bathrooms, plus a small balcony. The space is not too big, it is more than one hundred levels, the pattern and the surrounding environment are very good.

Everything is perfect.

The price is a bit difficult to accept.

Afraid that the intermediary heard, Sangzhi leaned closer to his ear and reminded: "This is expensive."

"My family only intends to use it as a house to hide beauty," Duan Jiaxu learned to speak with her breath, sounding lazy. "If you buy it cheaply, she may be ashamed to take it."

"..."

"Brother is still waiting to be hidden."

"..." Fangzhi frowned. "If you buy a two-bedroom apartment, you should pay 70 or 80 yuan."

"Child, this is the house for marriage." Duan Jiaxu said, "One of us and one of the children to be left to my child."

Sang Zhi is serious: "That's not two."

"Let's get another study." Duan Jiax raised his eyebrows, his voice was melodious, indicating something, "Brother hasn't tried in the study yet-"

He didn't finish the rest, but the implication was particularly obvious.

Sangzhi gritted his teeth and reached for his face.

Duan Jiaxu couldn't help laughing, his chest was shaking. His eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent, and he didn't joke again, and asked, "So do you like this set?"

Sang Zhi glanced around again, only one word: "Expensive."

"Well, then this one." Duan Xuan had seen it before and felt it was quite suitable. He hadn't settled but also wanted to ask Sang Zhi's thoughts. "I said to the intermediary. Let's get the certificate and buy it later. "

Sang Zhi said nothing.

Out of the sales department, Sang Zhi couldn't help but say, "How do you ..."

Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"

Sang Zhi muttered, "Just, he looks handsome."

Duan Jiaxu laughed: "What then?"

"The temper is okay."

"Ok."

"The academic qualifications and work ability are pretty good."

"what happened?"

"And now," Sanzhi didn't know how to describe his mood, was a little unbalanced, and felt like he was useless. "It's kind of rich."

Duan Jiaxu reacted, adding casually: "He is also in good shape."

"..." Sang Zhi didn't want him to be overly conceited, and couldn't help voicing. "A clear build."

After hearing this, Duan Jiaxu shifted her eyes to her: "Generally?"

Duan praised: "OK."

"Why."

"After all, I rely on hue to eat." Duan Jiaxu reached out, scratched her chin, and said casually, "It seems I have to work hard."

"..."

They got in the car.

Sang Zhi glanced at the phone and said casually: "You can send me to Shang'an. Today's high school classmates will meet, I said I want to pass."

Duan Jiaxu: "Dine at your house tonight."

"I know, my mother told me." Sangzhi said, "I'll go back in the afternoon, have lunch with them, and talk for a long time."

"Ok."

Duan Jiaxu sent her to Shang'an Plaza, then went to the supermarket near Sang Zhi's house, bought something, and went to Sang Zhi's house.

Because it is the weekend, Sang Rong and Liping are at home. He sat in the living room, chatted with them for a while, then followed Li Ping into the kitchen and gave her a hand.

After a while, Li Ping glanced into the cupboard: "Oh, thank you, you helped me go to the only room and take out a plate. She brought it back to the room for supper yesterday, and I forgot to accept it. "

Duan Jiaxu nodded: "Okay."

He turned on the faucet, washed his hands, and turned into a childish room.

This room, Duan Jiaxu also came in many years ago. At that time, the little girl pulled him in nervously and asked him in an anxious tone if she could pretend to be her brother to help her meet the teacher.

After all these years, there was not much change in the room.

There is not much space, one bed, one table, one wardrobe, and no other large furniture. The layout is small and warm, the overall color is warmer, and most of the decoration is pale pink.

The quilt was scattered messily on the bed, with a few pieces of clothing scattered nearby.

Duan Jiaxu subconsciously helped her pick things up and folded the quilt by the way. He lifted his eyes and glanced at the puppets on the bed.

It was all from him.

Many gadgets on the desk, as well as cosmetic bags and school bags on the side, are all the traces left by her in her life for so many years.

Duan Jiaxu went to the desk and was about to pick up the plate, and suddenly noticed the drawing book next to him. The corners of his lips were torn, and he casually picked them up, turning a few pages.

The next second, a piece of paper fell out of it.

Duan Jiaxu glanced and looked down.

Instantly noticed the above content-

my dream:

1. Admitted to the University of Yihe.

2. Duan praise.

The handwriting on the top is extremely tender, the paper is a bit wrinkled, yellowed, and somewhat periodical.

The second dream, which was erased with a black pen, was very powerful, and the paper was scraped away, but it was still clear which three words were written on it.

Duan Jiaxu froze in place. After a long time, he slowly picked up the piece of paper. He raised his head, looked away, and settled on the milk bottle on the windowsill.

It was full of paper stars.

He walked over and picked up the milk bottle, rubbing it lightly with his fingertips.

When Sang Zhi arrived home, it was just after five o'clock.

Only Li Ping was in the living room and was watching TV on the sofa. When she heard the news, she looked over and said casually, "Come back?"

Sang Zhi nodded, and asked, "Is Brother Xu here?"

"Well, he helped his mother in the kitchen all afternoon, and just went to your brother's room to rest." Li Ping said, "It's almost the same, you go and call him out and prepare for dinner."

Sang Zhi answered well and trot to Sang Yan's room. Following Duan's approval, she had no worries, grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door open, and instantly saw the man sitting on the sofa.

He lazily leaned on the back of his chair, with a cigarette burning in his hand, and looked down at the phone. Wearing white shirt suit pants, shredded hair was scattered on the forehead.

The light in the room was dim, and his appearance looked dim.

The next moment, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes.

It looks stunning and hooking.

A particularly familiar scene.

It's like going back to that afternoon many years ago.

As a young child, because of his heart-felt mentality, he recklessly opened the door, and then, he saw the 20-year-old Duan Xuan.

That boy is outstanding in all respects, always a cynical big boy.

Treat anything indifferently, as if not paying attention to anything. She could cope with all her absurd behaviors.

Gentle but cold, dazzling and eye-catching.

It is a treasure that cannot be hidden in this dim light.

Sangzhi crashed into his world.

Let this man occupy his entire adolescence.

It was her desire at that time, but it was not available.

Sangzhi was a little bit stingy, standing neatly.

History seems to be repeating itself. As at that time, Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes again, extinguished the smoke, and got up to open the window. But it was a little different then, because the next second, he reached out to her.

"come."

Sang Zhi didn't say anything, she walked obediently.

At the same time, Duan Jiaxu grabbed her wrist and pulled her into her arms. He leaned close to her ear, his voice mute: "You are--"

He paused and finished his speech carefully and clearly.

"My only wish in this life."

Sang Zhi looked up and looked up at him. She pursed her lips and froze between her throat.

At this moment, Sang Zhi remembered his childhood.

At that time, I tried my best to hide all the thoughts, approached uncontrollably and carefully, and sweet and sour secrets that no one dared to tell.

Once I was crying hysterically, hiding all my memories in a box, and erasing all the dreams I thought impossible, as if they didn't exist.

He also hypnotized to himself, choking and repeating "I won't like you anymore".

Word by word, word by word.

But when he met him again, he failed.

Those deep, unforgettable secret loves, secretly wanting to hide in my heart for a lifetime, and not let anyone find out, in the end, have become things that you can not hide.

At this moment, it seems unnecessary to hide.

Because, she has always dreamed.

From a certain moment, she also regarded her as her only dream.

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