inexhaustible

"Di Di Di... Di Di Di..."

In my sleep, the alarm on my phone kept ringing. I struggled to get my hands out of the warm blanket, trying to turn off the alarm. I took the phone and saw that it was already ten o'clock.

I woke up suddenly, sat up from the bed, panicked for two seconds, and quickly remembered that today is Saturday and there is no class.

Okay, I almost thought I was going to be late...

I clutched my forehead, feeling very happy in my heart.

But before I could breathe a sigh of relief, with the recovery of consciousness, all kinds of events from last night reappeared in my mind like a revolving lantern.A suffocating dinner, quarreling couples, overly sweet red wine, Shang Muxiao's kiss...

I closed my eyes, wishing I could fall asleep again, so that I wouldn't have to face everything that woke me up.

Last night, I kissed Shang Muxiao in a daze, regardless of east or west. As the atmosphere reached its peak, he wanted to go further, but I stopped him in time.

At that moment, the body was still sinking, but the brain was surprisingly sober.Just as I can't bear to defecate in front of him, exposing my body in front of him is also an extremely challenging thing for my self-esteem.

Not just him, anyone is like that to me.Those gazes of curiosity or pity or disgust and boredom are more difficult for me to face than the disability itself.

"how?"

The atmosphere was just right, my behavior was really disappointing, Shang Muxiao raised his long eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were straightened, and his eyes showed fierceness.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at a rabbit that was captured by jackals and didn't know whether to live or die.

The jackal was drooling, hungry, and had completely pinned the rabbit under his palm, unable to move, just waiting for a feast, but the rabbit actually wanted to escape.

How can it escape?It should open its soft body, turn it into wine and bread, and dedicate all of itself.

"Let go of me..." Alcohol, fear, hot flashes that haven't subsided, in the chaos, I seemed to have really become that imaginary rabbit, waiting for the bite of the ferocious jackal in misery and despair, hiding in the corner and shivering Trembling, helpless.

Shang Muxiao looked at me for a while, but instead of turning into a beast and facing each other with sharp teeth as I thought, he slowly lowered his eyes.

"Teacher, don't you like me?" He changed his attack, spoke softly, and hooked his fingers around my trouser waist, like a male erotic ghost who has taken away all the evil looks and is only waiting for the scholar to nod and submit.

"No!" I trembled faintly, holding his wrist even tighter, with a hint of pleading in my voice.

If it was instinct that accepted his kiss just now, it was also an instinctive decision to stop him from going any further.

This is something you love and I wish, and it's a bit of a shame to get to this point.He looked at me for a long time, the dark flames in his eyes were extinguished little by little.It was clear that nothing had changed around him, and his body temperature hadn't dropped by half, but I still felt cold.How hot it was just now is how cold it is now.

This is the unbridgeable gulf between me and everyone else.

If one day someone can make me give up persistence, let go of the bottom line, and expose the most vulnerable part of life, then I will love him deeply and regard him as more important than anything in the world.But obviously Shang Muxiao is not that person, at least not yet.

"Okay, don't cry, I can do nothing." With a light sigh, Shang Muxiao withdrew his hand and wiped the corner of my eyes with his thumb.

He didn't say that I didn't notice the heat in the corners of my eyes, and the old habit of getting jealous when I was excited seemed to be committed again.

"I... didn't cry..." I wanted to say that it wasn't "crying" at all, it was just a physiological reaction from excitement, but when I opened my mouth, my voice trembled intermittently.

Hearing this, he smiled slightly, leaned down and pressed his lips to the corners of my eyes lightly, his moist and hot breath hit the sensitive skin with all his might.

"You said you didn't cry, so you didn't cry." He turned over and lay down beside me, his breathing became slow, "Teacher, it's only three things, use this trick next time... I won't let it go is you."

I was startled when I heard the words, and it took me a while to realize that this was a wolf who had escaped.

With trembling hands, he hurriedly tucked in his clothes, and then looked beside him in fear, Shang Muxiao had already fallen asleep at the speed of light.Maybe it's because of the alcohol, the mouth is slightly open, and the breathing is heavy.

I pushed him carefully, but he didn't wake up, so I looked at him quietly for a moment, and pulled the quilt over my heels to cover him.

I wanted to get out of bed and go to the living room to sleep, but when Shang Muxiao moved, it was as if the radar had been clicked on the other side, and he hooked me sideways and dragged me back to him.

I wondered if he was pretending to be asleep.

With his head buried in my waist, like an insecure cub, he hugged me tightly, not allowing me to leave his side.After several failed attempts, I gave up struggling and fell asleep in this twisted position.

Wake up again, it is now.

The bed next to him was still messy, but there was no warmth left.

he better go...

After washing with a lot of thoughts, the moment I opened the door, I seemed to hear the mockery of fate. It laughed and threw four words on my face - you think well.

Shang Muxiao must have just taken a shower, his hair is still wet, only a bath towel is hanging around his neck, standing in front of my CD rack, he doesn't know what he is flipping through.

Seeing him like this, I want to sigh again.Only a vigorous 20-year-old can stand in a living room without air conditioning on such a day without clothes or socks, just wearing a pair of trousers.

Still in good health.

I was slandering in my heart, Shang Muxiao noticed my gaze and looked this way.

"You're awake." He wiped his hair, turned the thing in his hand to me, squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you a fan of Shang Lu's movie?"

What he held in his hand was the collector's edition dvd tin box of "Against the Wind".

After hesitating for a second, I denied it, "No, I'm a fan of Han Jia."

Han Jia is the heroine of "Against the Wind". She was considered top-notch when she was filming with Shang Lu, but unfortunately she lacked stamina. Since then, her acting career has declined repeatedly for many years. Finally, at the age of 40, she married a wealthy Chinese businessman and quit the entertainment circle. .

I don't know why I'm lying, but now that instinct is in charge, it thinks it's best to do so, so I can only do so.

"Then what do you think of Shang Lu?" He carefully observed my expression, and carefully screened the authenticity of every sentence I said.

"I know he's your father," I said.

"I'm not asking you how my dad is, I'm asking you, what do you think of Shanglu?" He took a step forward to add the question, "How about this man?"

"……good."

He slumped his shoulders, with one hand on his hips, and the other hand pinched a corner of the iron box of "Against the Wind", with a face full of disbelief.

"good?"

He glared at me and repeated again: "Okay??"

Well, I don't need to be reminded instinctively, I know that I have stabbed a hornet's nest.

I was afraid that he would fly the dvd out of the window in the next second, so I calmly added: "It's okay, but not as good as you." I deliberately bit the word "but" very hard.

Immediately, he seemed to have calmed down a bit. He held the tin box, looked at me indifferently, and asked, "Where's my trophy?"

I was taken aback, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

"Here..." Opening the drawer of the TV cabinet, I took out Shang Muxiao's trophy and handed it to him.

He looked at it coldly, and sneered, "You put Shang Lu's movie on the shelf and hid my trophy in the drawer? Why, am I shameful?"

If the dvd is not placed on the cd rack, should it be placed in the safe?Why does it feel like he is more difficult to serve after one night of hard work?

"Where do you want to put it?" I asked.

He thought for a while, turned around and put "Against the Wind" on the top of the CD rack, came over to take the trophy from me, walked back to the shelf in a few steps, and pressed the trophy firmly on the iron box.

"Put it here." He clapped his hands, with an expression of "don't persuade anyone, the one who persuades you will die".

He also has to hold back on this kind of thing.Those who knew that they were father and son, those who didn't know that they thought he and Shang Lu had some hatred for taking his wife.

I nodded, let him go, and turned to the kitchen to prepare lunch.After a while, Shang Muxiao changed his clothes and came in. He insisted on helping, but he is a young master who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers. He can burn the pot even if he cooks porridge, so he can't really help me.

After he nearly cut off his own fingers on potatoes with a grater, I couldn't take it anymore and forced him out of the kitchen.

Chopped sausages and carrots, poured into the egg liquid, spread out into a pancake with a pan, and then slowly rolled up from the head, and then cut into appropriate-sized burritos for serving.Stir-fry the shredded potatoes, and finally add dried peppers and white vinegar to enhance the taste.

There are still some bamboo shoots in the refrigerator. I cut some bacon that Shen Luoyu brought earlier. I didn't expect much, but I didn't expect it to be fragrant after cooking. The red and green colors are also very attractive, making people salivate .

Three dishes, a bit much for one person, but just right for two.

The last soup is still missing. Since I usually eat alone, it is easy to waste if I make too much soup. I usually eat soup directly, and it is very convenient to eat a bag for a meal.

There are five flavors in a box of instant soup. I didn't know which one Shang Muxiao wanted, so I went outside with the bag and asked him.

In broad daylight, he stood in front of the window, with one eye facing the eyepiece of the telescope, looking at something with great interest.

"what are you doing?"

Shang Muxiao raised his head when he heard the sound, and found Xin Dalu beckoning me to go over: "You can see not only at night, but also during the day, and you can see far away. You don't even know what I saw."

I used to turn off the power to the telescope, not interested in what he saw.

"Don't look around, you will be regarded as a pervert."

He raised his eyebrows, completely unafraid of my alarmist words: "This is your house, your telescope, even if you are regarded as a pervert, it is you, teacher."

I ignored him, put up five wrappers, and asked him which one to choose.

He flicked the small bag in my hand and said, "What is this?"

"soup."

He was a little curious, so he took a look at each of them, and finally chose a bag of seaweed and egg drop soup.

After making the soup, I turned to serve the rice, and when I returned to the table, Shang Muxiao had already sat down, holding his mobile phone...to take pictures of my cooking.

I can't see that he still has this hobby.

Picking up the chopsticks, I found that Shang Muxiao was in the same posture, staring at the egg roll, clearly wanting to eat it but didn't start it.

Isn't he waiting for me to drop my chopsticks?

Put a chopstick of potato shreds into the bowl, I tentatively said: "Eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately dropped his chopsticks on the plate of egg rolls with a clear purpose, and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth, before he finished chewing, he went to pick up the bacon.

A meal is full of wind and clouds.I didn't have half a bowl left, and he had already gone to fill the second bowl of rice.By the time I finish one bowl of rice, he will almost bottom out the second bowl.

How long have you been hungry?

After eating, he drank the soup in two gulps and began to sweep the dishes.The egg rolls were finished first, followed by bamboo shoots and bacon, and finally shredded potatoes.He was so exaggerated that he would not even let go of a shredded potato. If I hadn't stopped him, he would have eaten all the dried peppers.

"Did you not eat yesterday?" I asked.

He rubbed his stomach and said with satisfaction: "I ate it. It's not that I'm hungry, it's because you cooked so deliciously that I couldn't eat less."

Although I say "every wear, no flattery", but I am still a little self-aware, and I know that my cooking skills are at most "eatable", which is not as good as he showed.

Putting away the bowls and chopsticks, I will not comment on his words.He got up to help me, and after nearly knocking over a plate, I was chased out of the kitchen again.

During the period, I heard the phone ringing from the direction of the living room, and it was Shang Muxiao who called.

He said that he was not at home, and he was staying in a hotel these two days, and the other party said something, he was silent for a while, and asked the other party to wait for him for a while.

"I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'm leaving first."

I was washing the dishes when he was caught off guard and sneaked up from behind, kissing the corner of my lips.

As soon as my hands slipped, the dishes I was washing fell down. Fortunately, there was a lot of water in the sink, which slowed down the fall and did not break.

"What are you so afraid of me doing?" He bit my lower lip forcefully as if venting his dissatisfaction, and said, "You won't deny it, will you?"

I looked at him blankly.What account do you accept?

"You kissed me yesterday, you should be responsible."

He clearly started yesterday...

While I was shocked in my heart that he could say such nonsense, at the same time I felt like a scumbag for thinking like this.

"Actually, we just received... a few kisses, you don't need to take it to heart."

I never imagined that one day I would be able to say such a thing.

"So you don't want to be responsible, do you?" His expression gradually faded, and his eyes were full of condemnation of the scumbag.

My moral sense, which has always been very full, stood on the top of the mountain crying bitterly, tied up and gagged.I have a premonition that if my words and deeds are wrong at this moment, it will be pushed off the cliff and die without a place to die.

Reason is dead, morality is in jeopardy, and instinct, as the king, came out and said something fair: "You don't take it for granted."

"..."

I can only compromise: "No..."

"I knew you were not that kind of person." Shang Muxiao became happy again, squatted down, and said with a smile on his face: "Then let's date."

I secretly gasped, knowing it was unlikely, but still wanting to die.

"……I am older than you."

"Do you know how old my dad is with his new love?"

"I'm your teacher."

"It's just an elective."

"I... can only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life."

Shang Muxiao stroked my cheek with some amusement: "Beijiao, do you want to spend the rest of your life with me?"

I opened my mouth, not knowing how to answer.

"I don't think it's a problem to worry about tomorrow's things tomorrow," he said. "I don't sympathize with you, and I don't pity you. In my opinion, you are no different from ordinary people. Isn't that enough?"

Isn't that enough?

If reason is in charge, if it is not enough, it is really not enough.But now instinct is in charge. Instinct has already kicked reason into the underworld, and declared that it is the sole controller of the life form "North mustard".

I ask it, is it enough?

It replied, enough.

So I also answered Shang Muxiao: "Enough."

As soon as the two words came out, his eyes lit up.

"You agree?"

I still have a lot of struggles, but since I have already taken the first step, why not take a few more?

If you try it, it won't work, at most you will be beaten back to its original shape, but if you can...

I nodded and gave a short "hmm" as a response.

"Look, I just said that I can catch you." Shang Muxiao smiled and held my face, and gave me a long kiss when he came up to me.

I'm not used to spending time with him in broad daylight in a fully awake state, so I wanted to hide.But he completely fixed my face, neither hiding nor retreating.I could only accept it passively until he kissed me again until I was breathless.

After being kissed by him, I was limp from head to toe.If it weren't for the inability to stand on two legs, I'm afraid my knees would tremble.

"If I knew it, I wouldn't be able to say it..." He glanced at the time on the phone, muttered irritably, and bid farewell to me, "Then I'm leaving."

Without raising my head, I mumbled "goodbye" and focused on the two plates in front of me, as if they were the most attractive things in the world.

When the sound of closing the door sounded, I relaxed the nerves I had been holding on all the time, lay down tiredly by the sink, and let out a long breath.

In the evening there was a psychological mutual aid group activity, I arrived at the gymnasium on time, and when I entered the door, I found that everyone had arrived.

"Have you made any positive changes this week?" Sister Liao looked around and named Yu Tian'er.

"I...made friends this week." Yu Tian'er blushed slightly as she said, her head lowered lower and lower.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and at the same time smelled an unusual smell.

"Little girl, you probably won't fall in love early, right?" The housewife raised her eyebrows and said in disapproval, "Listen to me, your third year of high school is at a critical juncture, no matter how handsome the boy is, you have to let go of it." Let go, take care of yourself first. I didn’t study hard back then, so I found a man to marry early. Look at the end, I ended up full of complaints.”

Yu Tian'er was taken aback, and raised her head in a hurry: "No, no, I don't have a puppy love, and..." She whispered more and more, "The other party is a girl, a classmate of mine in a cram school."

"Now girls and girls, boys and boys can also fall in love early..." the bald man interrupted in a low voice, and was poked in the chest by the female anchor, coughing for a long time.

"Congratulations, you have made progress, you have made great progress." Sister Liao took the lead in applauding, encouraging the little girl, which made Yu Tian'er, who was shy by nature, even more embarrassed.

The next one is a housewife. After Mr. Huang passed away, she seemed to see a lot and discovered many details in her life that she had ignored before.

"My husband comes home for dinner every day and never hangs around outside. If he passes by my favorite cake shop when he is away from work, he will always line up and buy a big bag for me." She said with a smile, "Although the child is a bit naughty, but fortunately he is smart. Lively and healthy. Last time I lost my temper after being called to my parents, he even apologized to me and said that he would never do anything to embarrass me again.”

The bald man said that he has already started to prepare for hair transplantation. He used to love money and couldn't make a decision for a long time, but now he feels that he doesn't know what will happen tomorrow. Why delay when it can be solved with money?

"I also got a lot of inspiration from Grandpa Huang." The female anchor flicked her long hair and said in a charming way, "If you are black, you can be black, if you scold me, you can just scold me if I have money, and I don't care how bad Heizi scolds me. The more they watch I am not pleasing to the eye, which proves that the more popular I am."

"Yes, you are right to think so. In fact, your live broadcast is very relaxing. Compared with people who scold you, you should see those fans who like you." The white-collar worker changed his depressed face, and his smile was dazzling.

"Ah Bai, is your work going well?" Sister Liao asked.

"The project has finally come to an end. The leader said he is very optimistic about me, and my parents have not urged me to marry for the time being." The white-collar said.

"That's really great." After a lap, everyone has made their own progress, and Sister Liao finally put her eyes on me, "Beijiao, how about you?"

I slowly glanced at the crowd, and under the expectant eyes, I said, "I... have a crush on someone."

"He and I are too far apart. I know I shouldn't be tempted by him, but..." Thinking of Yang Haiyang's description of Shang Yunrou, I thought it was too exaggerated at the time, but looking at it now, it is very appropriate, "He is too powerful .I tried to fight back, but it didn't work at all."

I smiled and said: "At present, I plan to take a step forward. After all, I have to live every day as my last."

So far, Shang Muxiao and I have started dating.

It’s the same as before, he would occasionally come to sit in on my class, and if I’m not busy, he’d go home with me for dinner in the evening; he didn’t talk much about family affairs, but he would gnash his teeth whenever he mentioned Yang Haiyang; accurate records The angle between the trophy and "Against the Wind" does not allow me to move an inch; I don't like to look at the stars with a telescope, but I especially like to explain constellations, galaxies, and milky way to him; like a clingy, energetic My puppy, always kissing endlessly...

When I was about to get off work that day, I accidentally opened Moments and saw a post about Yang Haiyang.

Thanksgiving, thank you.

After looking at the calendar, I realized that it was Thanksgiving before I knew it, and he would propose to Shang Yunrou tonight.

As for my relationship with Yang Haiyang, I didn't tell Shang Muxiao before because I didn't get to share with him, but now that we're in a formal relationship, I should let him know both emotionally and rationally.

Although I have a hunch that he won't respond well after hearing it...

Tapping my index finger on the table, after much deliberation, I decided to send a message to Shang Muxiao and ask him to come to my house for dinner tonight. While having a showdown with him, I also helped my friend and suppressed the unstable factors for him in advance.

Shang Muxiao quickly sent a message, saying that there is still a class, and he will go to my house as soon as the get out of class is over.

Around six o'clock, three dishes and one soup, two meat and one vegetable are all served together, and the sound of the electronic lock unlocking came from outside the door - the second day after agreeing to date, he went from my side to the electronic lock. The password, from now on, is unimpeded and can come and go freely.

"What a good day today, why did you still make soup?" He stared at the beef soup on the table in surprise.

"Thanksgiving Day."

"...Do you still believe this?" He was even more surprised.

I stuffed the chopsticks in my hand to him, smiled at him and said, "Thank you for having you."

"..."

Although he felt weird, he moved his chopsticks happily.

Seeing how he eats so well, I wonder if Shang Lu has deducted his rations since he was a child. Otherwise, how could he be able to eat like a starving ghost reincarnated every time he eats the food I cook.

Shang Muxiao suddenly stopped chopping his chopsticks, and looked at me in surprise, with a smile that was not a smile: "Although he is not a good father, he has never abused me materially, and I have eaten well since childhood."

When he said this, I realized that I had just asked "Did Shang Lu abuse you" directly, and I was immediately embarrassed and my ears were burning.

After all, it is his father. I was about to apologize, and I heard him continue: "I like your cooking because you are the first person to cook for me. It's not because of work, nor is it to please me, it's just ... cook for me."

When he puts away his laughter and looks at you seriously, it seems that you are his everything, and he will appear extra affectionate.

Although appearance does not mean everything, but having a good appearance can really add a lot of points.

The heat from my ears extended to my cheeks, I lowered my head to grab a piece of fish for him, and stopped looking at him.

"Teacher, I still want to eat shrimp." After a while, he said with a smile.It's quite a bit aggressive, and it means being proud of being favored.

I'm not used to him: "Peel it off yourself."

"teacher……"

When the phone rang, Shang Muxiao frowned, his face full of displeasure at being disturbed.

Picking up the phone, he said bluntly, "What's the matter? I'm busy."

The surrounding area was relatively quiet, and he was very close to me, and the voice on the other end of the phone also reached my ears.The voice seemed to be Zhou Yanyi, and his tone was a little anxious, telling him to hurry over.

"Who did you see?" Shang Muxiao's voice suddenly rose, and my heart also jumped up, feeling deeply uneasy.

Qingwan said whether it was big or small, it couldn't be such a coincidence.

As a result, God told me in the next second that there was such a coincidence.

"He still dares to propose? Got it, I'll come right away." After hanging up the phone, he got up with a dark face and was about to leave in a hurry.

Who else is going to propose today?

"Wait..." I grabbed him, knowing that he was going to smash the field.Zhou Yanyi must have learned about Yang Haiyang's proposal of marriage from somewhere, and came to inform him.

"Oh, sorry." He seemed to have just remembered that I existed, "I have something urgent, so I'm leaving first."

I didn't let go, and still wanted to keep him: "Let's go after dinner."

Can't let him go, he went and didn't know what to do.

"I'll peel the prawns for you, and you'll leave after eating." I couldn't think of any other way to keep them, so I had to say this.

He frowned, and said: "No need." He said without hesitation and shook off my hand, and strode out.