Whether it was because his voice was too loud or because what he said was too unacceptable, Sang Zhi looked obviously shocked and froze in place.

Their footsteps stopped at the same time.

The silence made the atmosphere awkward.

Fu Zhengchu's eyes gradually dodge as he stared at her, and his ears turned crimson. He touched his head, pretended to be calm, and asked, "Why don't you speak."

Sang Zhi groaned again, feeling a little at a loss.

It's not that she hasn't been confessed to before, but usually love letters are stuffed into her drawer or text messages are sent to her. This is the first time she has confessed face to face, not to mention it is such a high-profile one.

"Hey." Sang Zhi immediately assumed that this assumption was true, and suddenly became curious, "Do you still remember the time you knocked out one of my teeth?"

"..." Fu Zhengchu regretted this very much, but he had indeed done it. At this moment, he could only justify himself in a far-fetched way, "This happened many years ago. Wasn't my finger broken at that time?"

Sang Zhi didn't hold grudges very well: "Same."

Fu Zhengchu breathed a sigh of relief and pricked up his ears, looking forward to her next words.

Sang Zhi didn't know how to write the word "euphemistic" at all, so she said directly: "Then you'd better not like me, I don't like people younger than me."

Fu Zhengchu paused and became angry: "Aren't you being ageist?"

"..."

"You have to say something I can change, right?"

Sang Zhi thought for a while: "I like good-looking people."

"..." Fu Zhengchu took a deep breath and pointed his finger at her, "Except for you, no one has ever said that I am ugly. Are you targeting me? Are you adding an ugly filter to me?

"

“Just——” Sang Zhi said warmly, “Everyone’s aesthetics are different.”

Fu Zhengchu was extremely aggrieved: "Is it possible that I can still go for plastic surgery?!"

"I didn't mean that." Sang Zhi felt a little aggrieved by his yelling, and said calmly, "Didn't I tell you not to like me?"

"Forget it." Fu Zhengchu gave up talking to her, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Sang Zhi began to regret whether he had gone too far and said bravely: "What do you like about me?"

Fu Zhengchu glanced at her with a very superficial look: "You are good-looking."

Sang Zhi: "Oh."

Fu Zhengchu: "Is this your reaction?"

Sang Zhi: "Then I can't refute it."

"..."

The two of them were still stopped in front of the escalator on the third floor.

Fu Zhengchu suddenly felt very heavy. He stared at her for a long time and then asked, "Don't you want to fall in love prematurely?"

Sang Zhi nodded: "This is partly the reason."

"Part of me thinks I'm young and ugly." The more he spoke, the more unwilling he became. Fu Zhengchu pursed his lips hard and his eyes began to turn red. "Sang Zhi, today is my birthday. Can't you refuse me another day?"

"..." Sang Zhi was confused, "Are you crying?"

"I'm crying!" Fu Zhengchu felt embarrassed and turned around to rub his eyes. When he was about to say something, he suddenly noticed someone standing behind him.

Fu Zhengchu caught his eye.

Look at each other for a few seconds.

Fu Zhengchu's tears gradually dissipated, and he felt that the person in front of him looked familiar.

But I can't remember where I saw it.

Realizing that Fu Zhengchu had been silent for a long time, Sang Zhi looked over suspiciously, followed his line of sight and looked back, and saw Duan Jiaxu's figure.

I don't know how long he stood behind them.

Seeing them all looking over, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows playfully: "Did I bother you?"

"..."

Fu Zhengchu immediately remembered who this person was.

Sang Zhi's brother.

The last time Sang Zhi was called a parent, he had seen her in the office.

Thinking of what he had just said, Fu Zhengchu straightened his back and bowed suddenly, as if he had been caught. "Hello, brother Sang Zhi!"

Duan Jia Xu hummed.

Fu Zhengchu ran to the other side hand in hand: "Goodbye, brother Sang Zhi!"

"..."

It was very strange. Although there was nothing wrong with her, Sang Zhi actually felt like she had done something wrong. After thinking for a few seconds, she decided to take a preemptive strike: "Brother, are you eavesdropping?"

Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Yes."

"..."

He just admitted it, causing Sang Zhi to swallow back the next words instantly. She was caught off guard and didn't know what to say, so she just kept silent and continued walking down.

Duan Jiaxu followed her slowly: "Our little Sangzhi is quite charming?"

"..."

He seemed to find it extremely amusing, and laughed out loud with a faint breath: "Made that little boy cry?"

Sang Zhi didn't know what to reply and suppressed her blush: "What are you doing?"

Duan Jiaxu: "Brother, please take care of you."

Sang Zhi felt awkward: "Don't mention this."

"Okay." Duan Jiaxu changed the topic and the smile on his face faded, "Last time, after my brother helped you meet the teacher, repeat to me what he said to you."

She instantly understood the hidden meaning of his words.

"I don't remember what you said, but I didn't fall in love early." After a pause, Sang Zhi emphasized again, "Absolutely not."

Duan Jiaxu: "Quite obedient."

Sang Zhi snorted unhappily.

Duan Jiaxu thought for a moment and suggested in a low voice: "It's normal to have these thoughts in adolescence. But don't hurt others. You can thank them for their likes first, and then reject them."

Sang Zhi: "How could I have hurt him?"

Duan Jiaxu: "Didn't you make people cry?"

"I've made him cry so many times." Sang Zhi said confidently, "I used to fight with him, and no matter who won, he was the one crying."

Duan Jiaxu glanced at her up and down and said amusedly: "Can you still fight?"

The two of them walked out of the mall gate and waited for the bus at a nearby station.

Sang Zhi said honestly: "I knew how to beat when I was a child."

He lazily said: "You are still a child now."

After a few seconds of silence, Sang Zhi couldn't help but say: "She is no longer young now."

"Huh?" Duan Jiaxu smiled and gestured at her height, "Okay, she seems to have grown taller. She also knows how to treat her brother well."

Sang Zhi looked at him silently.

Duan Jiaxu: "Stretch out your hand."

Sang Zhi stretched out his hand hesitantly.

The next second, Duan Jiaxu handed back the "entire wealth" that Sang Zhi had just given him, and said with curved lips: "Thank you, little Sang Zhi."

Sang Zhi raised his head nervously.

"Do you know what others will say about me if this news spreads?" Duan Jiaxu drawled, "They will say that I blackmailed junior high school students and they want to arrest me."

Sang Zhi said seriously: "No blackmail, this is the money I spent to buy desserts."

Duan Jiaxu: "Have you eaten two hundred? Then others must not say that my brother is asking for all the money."

Sang Zhi couldn't help but put the money back into his hand: "I'll give it to you anyway."

"Why are you giving me money?" Duan Jiaxu smiled, "You think your brother is miserable?"

"No." As soon as he mentioned this, Sang Zhi remembered what she had done to make him unhappy. She hesitated for a moment, then apologized, "I'm sorry, brother."

"Um?"

Sang Zhi stumbled out the words he had been thinking about all afternoon: "I shouldn't have asked just now. I just saw that you seemed very busy, and I kept bothering you before, so I felt embarrassed. Also, this is your hard-earned money."

I can’t just spend the money I got here. And I also brought a friend.”

"..."
To be continued...