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Arrive at the school gate.
Yin Zhenru said goodbye to her, and then walked to Fu Zhengchu and his group.
Fu Zhengchu's expression dimmed, he stared at Sang Zhi's back and asked, knowingly: "Sang Zhi won't go?"
Yin Zhenru nodded: "She was scolded by the teacher and was in a bad mood."
Fu Zhengchu's eyebrows twitched: "Have you been called a parent again?"
Yin Zhenru: "Yeah."
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This time the number is almost catching up with his.
Where can I put this bad boy's face!!!!!
Fu Zhengchu stood still for two seconds, then suddenly raised his feet and walked towards the school.
Another boy, Liu Weiqi, quickly called him: "Hey! Why are you going! Don't you want to buy Wang Houxiong?"
Hearing this, Fu Zhengchu stepped back and slapped Liu Weiqi hard on the forehead: "I told you to read more books."
Liu Weiqi reflexively covered his head: "?"
"It's Huang Xiong, you idiot!
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the other side.
Sang Zhi continued to send text messages to Sang Yan - angrily accusing him of being heartless and ruthless, completely ignoring his thirteen-year-old sister who was not able to take care of herself yet, and abandoning her to fend for herself in order to go to college.
Waited for a while.
Sang Yan did not reply to her.
Waited for a while.
The heartless Sang Yan still didn't reply to her.
Sang Zhi gave up completely and got on the bus home. She began to think about how to explain to her parents when she got home that she was going to invite them for the third time this month.
How to say that?
It was said that he was jealous of the teacher because he was too good, so he was asked to be a parent;
Or perhaps, what he said in class caused a misunderstanding from the teacher, giving him a sense of career crisis;
Or maybe, the weather is too hot, the teacher is too busy, and when you are bored, you want to invite parents over for tea...
Sang Zhi scratched his head irritably.
It doesn't seem to work.
When I looked up, I found that I had arrived at the station.
Sang Zhi got out of the car and walked slowly towards home.
After entering the house and seeing the familiar environment, Sang Zhi's scalp went numb and he felt unable to speak.
Just at this moment, my mother Li Ping's voice came from the kitchen: "Only come back?"
It's just Sang Zhi's nickname.
Sang Zhi responded and slowly took off his shoes. Because he was so full of mood, he didn't notice that there was a pair of sneakers he had never seen before on the shoe rack.
Liping called her again: "Just come here and help mommy."
Sang Zhi was still thinking about how to confess, and said vaguely: "What."
"Help mom take this plate of fruit to your brother's room." Liping came out of the kitchen and said, "Your brother is back -"
"Hmm...huh?" Sang Zhi suddenly regained his energy and raised his voice a bit, "Brother is back?"
"Yes."
Sang Zhi couldn't believe this unexpected development.
Overwhelming emotions of surprise emerged in an instant. Sang Yan, the ruthless and annoying spirit, at this moment, in Sang Zhi's heart, became the image of a perfect brother who is cold on the outside but hot on the inside but has an insincere mouth.
Liping was still talking: "Be careful when you go in, your brother brought a -"
"Okay, okay!" Sang Zhi didn't have the patience to listen anymore. He took the fruit and ran to Sang Yan's room, "I know! I'll give it to him right away!"
Li Ping's hands were empty, looking at Sang Zhi's particularly enthusiastic figure today, she wondered: "What's going on with this kid today..."
Thinking of not having to be scolded by her parents, Sang Zhi couldn't help but curled her lips and pushed open the door of Sang Yan's room.
The room is spacious and bright, with large amounts of sunlight pouring in.
His breath was instantly filled with a warm smell. In an instant, the strong smell of tobacco hit his face, which was a bit choking, and Sang Zhi couldn't help but cough.
She frowned and glanced around the room.
In the weak light, a thin man is sitting on the sofa next to the computer desk, looking down at his mobile phone. His back is to the light, his appearance is dark and gloomy. One hand is resting on the side of the sofa, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, which is still burning scarlet.
of light.
The body shape is somewhat similar to Sang Yan.
But it's unexpectedly strange.
Sang Zhi stopped in his tracks and blinked hesitantly, not even saying the word "brother" in his mouth.
The man raised his head.
She also saw his appearance clearly at this moment and held her breath inexplicably.
The man's expression was dull, his facial features were sharp and clear, and there was a smile on his face that did not reach his eyes. He looked gentle but difficult to approach.
Slightly upward peach blossom eyes, light brown pupils. The eyebrows are narrowed, with a hint of seduction.
Completely different from her brother's deep black eyes.
She thought she would see her brother, but instead she saw someone she didn't recognize, and her brother was still missing.
For a moment, Sang Zhi's brain was short-circuited and he didn't know how to react.
The scene seemed to freeze.
Both of them stopped in place, making no extra moves.
It didn't take long.
The man lowered his eyes again and slowly put out the cigarette with a lazy expression. He seemed to have no desire to speak, so he stood up silently and opened the window for ventilation.
Seeing his actions, Sang Zhi shouted at a loss.
"……elder brother?"
Hearing this address, the man paused and raised his eyebrows. He stared at Sang Zhi, his peach blossom eyes with a gentle color and a bit more playfulness. Then, he curved the corners of his lips and drawled.
He responded in a tone.
"Um?"
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This response was like a lightning strike on Sang Zhi's head.
Those unclear things were painted with clear traces by the thoughts in her mind at this moment.
My brother whom I haven’t seen for several months.
When we see him again, he will look like this.
She couldn't believe it at all, as if she was petrified. It took her a long time to hold back one word: "You, you..."
Pause for a few seconds.
Sang Zhi swallowed hard and finished her words carefully: "Have you had plastic surgery?"
Chapter completed!