inexhaustible

Shang Muxiao's behavior of playing with me like a toy, regardless of my mood, made me very uncomfortable.But now he is the knife and I am the fish, so head-to-head confrontation is definitely not an option. I, a paralyzed fish, seem to have no other choice but to obey.

"No."

I don't even know why he is so obsessed with asking where the money is going, and why he thinks that He Weizhou must have got the money.He Weizhou is also a good-looking talent, does he seem to be short of money?

"1 less." Shang Muxiao hooked his lips when he heard the words, and generously reduced my [-] yuan debt in just a few words.

With my cooperation, he was able to continue his quiz game.

"Lent it to... relatives?" He asked again.

"No."

"colleague?"

"No."

He frowned: "Friend?"

I thought about it, my friend's sister should also be called a friend, so I nodded and said, "Yes."

"Yang Haiyang asked you to borrow money?" Shang Muxiao stared, speaking with a ferocious look that he was about to go to Yang Haiyang to collect debts for money.

I found out that he was speculating on this matter based on his personal prejudice, first He Weizhou, then Yang Haiyang, anyway, he didn't like the faces of cheating money.

"No." Afraid that he might not believe me, I emphatically added, "It's not him."

Shang Muxiao was a little startled when he heard the words: "It's not him?"

"Four questions, no deductions?" I reminded him.

Shang Muxiao gritted his teeth, and became completely arrogant and unreasonable: "I only withhold money if I am satisfied, but now I am not satisfied, and I have to deduct time." He thought for a while and said, "Deduct for a week."

I almost laughed at his attitude.I answered five questions, and now the debt has been reduced from 20 to 19, and the repayment period has changed from one month to three weeks?

Going on, I guess he should urge me to change the money tomorrow.

"You don't want to play games with me at all, you just want to know who I gave your money to." I said bluntly.

"So who did you give it to?" He didn't deny it.

"After I tell you, let me go."

He didn't answer right away, he stared at me for a moment, and the next second he was caught off guard and narrowed the distance between me and him, which was already very close, almost touching my chest.

I was startled, and raised my hand against him, and at the same time, I leaned back against the mirror behind me.

"It depends on my mood." He hooked his lips into a smile, making no effort to hide his wickedness.

I endured the itching of my teeth and said, "My former roommate's father was seriously ill and needed a lung replacement. He was short of 30 yuan. I lent him the money."

"The father of the former roommate?" Shang Muxiao frowned again, "The father of one of the other three people in the car accident?"

I lowered my eyes and nodded.

Shang Muxiao didn't say anything, just fell silent.

Time passed by seconds, and after about a minute, he suddenly sighed, and his words were full of impoliteness: "Are you stupid?"

I knew in just one sentence that he didn't agree with my approach.

I looked up and saw that he was staring at his face, all smiles were suppressed, and he wanted to knock open my head to see if it was empty inside.

"You yourself are... a person who has nothing to do with you. Do you deserve to sell everything to save him? Do you think that you are the only one who survived, so you have the obligation to honor the parents of the other three people and give them old age? Are you tired? Tired?" He grabbed my hand on his chest, squeezed the wrist bone and pulled it aside, "Dead people should look like dead people. They no longer have any connection with this world, and the living don't need to die for them. live."

"It's not what you think..." I struggled but didn't move, his wrist was getting tighter and tighter.

His words were too harsh, I wanted to refute and argue with him, but my mouth seemed to be tied, and I couldn't say a decent word.

"Isn't that what I thought? Aren't you trying to squeeze your own life to achieve moral satisfaction? They died, only you survived. You feel guilty, you blame yourself, you feel that you don't deserve it. Now finally have a chance Let you 'redemption', you desperately raised money, wanted him to survive, so it was as if his son had survived, right?"

"No..." I didn't look at him, denied it defensively, and looked around for a way to escape.

"You don't even dare look at me and talk!"

He called me out out of nowhere, out of nowhere to play some goddamn game, and now out of nowhere he must make me admit that I'm just a stupid fool.

He has the final say on everything, it was like this when we were together, and it is still like this now that we broke up, I can only be passively led by him.

This is not fair.

And what qualifications does he have to say about me?Isn't he still deeply trapped in the shadow brought by his mother, can't he get out after so many years?If he could really take life and death lightly and have all grievances and grievances gone, why bother to draw Mei Zixun's painting?

"No!" I exploded completely, "I will lend him the money, not only because he is my roommate's father, but also because your telescope is worth far less than a human life!"

The strength on the wrist suddenly increased, and Shang Muxiao's expression was terribly frightening.

I glared at him, and said word by word: "You should be happy that it is worth 20, so... at least you are not useless in this relationship. After many years, I can feel a little bit relieved when I recall what happened with you , rather than outright disgust."

Shang Muxiao suddenly opened his eyes, his face turned blue, his cheeks were tense, as if he was going to come up and break my neck in the next moment.

I looked at him without the slightest fear, endured the pain in my wrist, and realized that I could not take advantage of anything physically, and the only option was to be violent verbally.

The narrow space, uncomfortable posture, repeated pressing questions, like flints colliding with each other, finally ignited the explosive barrel buried deep in my heart.

I pampered him when we were in love, but now that we have broken up, do I still pamper him?

It was because he was too indulgent in the past that made him worse and more lawless.

This, the damned bitch!

"Do you have any questions?" I asked.

He didn't speak, just let go of his strength a little bit, and took two steps back.

I quickly withdrew my hand and rubbed my numb wrist. I was ready for his revenge, including being left here directly, or threatened by him with IOUs or other things.

But to my surprise, he didn't act more aggressively, except that his face was slightly gloomy, but he seemed to have calmed down because of my words, or... was shocked.

He moved his lips, hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing, turned around without saying a word, dragged the wheelchair from the corner to me, and then stretched out his hand towards me.

I rubbed my wrist, subconsciously flinching.

He paused, sneered, and finally spoke with a slightly hoarse voice: "Please bear with your nausea."

I lowered my eyes, my eyelashes trembled unconsciously because of his words, and pressed my hand more tightly on my heart.

He carried me back to the wheelchair again, and then went to open the door.

"It's still a month, 20, not a penny less." After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

I stayed in the bathroom for a while, washed my face with cold water, and left after calming down.

Ning Tian'er and I are the only ones left in the optimistic mutual aid group.The white-collar worker and the female anchor went back to their hometown to meet their parents during the Chinese New Year. Now the two have quickly engaged and lived a sweet two-person world.

Sister Liao followed the old rules, prepared tea and snacks for us, and then asked us one by one how we were doing recently.

Because of the Chinese New Year, the mutual aid group stopped for more than half a month, and this is our first activity gathering in the New Year.

"The college entrance examination will be in June, and I will do the final sprint before the exam. This may be the last time I will participate in group activities before the exam." Ning Tian'er smiled, "If I can successfully enter the ideal university, I should also You can graduate from here."

"It's definitely possible. I wish you success in the college entrance examination." Sister Liao raised her teacup, touched her lightly, and then turned to me and asked, "Beika, how is your year?"

Honestly, not so much.

Unpleasant things happened one after another intensively, leaving no room for me to breathe.I feel like a mule driven by fate, exhausted, but unable to stop.

Before I knew it, I thought it was easy to change and easy to be happy, but now I find it very difficult, too difficult.

"I'm about to have an exoskeleton device, and I'll soon... be able to stand up." Fortunately, it's not all bad news.

And humans are creatures that are very good at camouflage.

"Wow, that's great!" Sister Liao and Ning Tian'er were overjoyed when they heard the words, and raised their glasses to respect me.

There were only two of us, and the confession time was shortened a lot. We chatted for a while about Ning Tian'er and his classmates in the cram school. Sister Liao took out a piece of letter paper and wanted to read it aloud to us.

The letters were left by white-collar workers and female anchors. Since Mr. Huang Lao, this seems to have become a repertoire.As soon as you leave the group, write your parting remarks to the rest of the group.

Words are sometimes the sharpest arrows, stabbing others and repelling oneself; love is sometimes the most wonderful elixir, sweetening others and saving oneself.When you are unhappy, remember to talk; when you are happy, don't forget to share.People need to be selfish and generous; people need to be lonely and fulfilled; people need to love others as well as themselves.

After a few days of silence, Representative Xiao suddenly sent a message saying that he would be able to debug the equipment for me on Sunday and asked if I was free.

Sorry, I don't have time on Sunday.

Is it so important that you must do it?

Ok.

dating?

That's right.

with who?

Before I had time to express dissatisfaction with his statement, he seemed to realize that it was inappropriate and immediately withdrew it.

Have you got someone so soon?congratulations.Not long after, he sent another message.

Not an object, but a goddaughter.

I'm going to accompany her to riding lessons.

Two days ago, Yang Haiyang called me and asked me to take care of Yang Youling for a day.The reason was that his mother suddenly needed an operation for appendicitis. He had to take care of his mother and take care of the shop, so he was a little too busy. On Sunday, Yang Youling happened to have an equestrian class and needed an adult to accompany him.He had no choice but to find me, his godfather, to save him.

Early on Sunday morning, I drove directly to Yang's house to pick up the child.Yang Haiyang waited at the gate of the community, and sent Yang Youling to the car with the small schoolbag in his hand.

"Xiaojie, good morning!" Yang Youling sat in the co-pilot and obediently put on his seat belt.

"Morning, Lingling." I checked for her and made sure there was no problem. I waved goodbye to Yang Haiyang and started slowly on the road according to the navigation.

"I can see the pony again today, so happy." Yang Youling said, shaking her two little feet.

"When did you start learning how to ride a horse? Why didn't I know that before?" Yang Haiyang has always pursued happy education, and he hasn't even enrolled a little girl in an early education class. It doesn't seem like he's suddenly upgraded to such a high-end sport as equestrian His pen.

"You don't care about me at all." Yang Youling took out her own rabbit doll from her schoolbag, stroked the doll's head and sighed.

"I..." I couldn't help but admit my mistake, "I'm sorry, I will definitely care about you more in the future, okay?"

"That's about the same." Yang Youling said, "I just started learning it last year. I like My Little Pony. Aunt Yunrou said that she has a little pony named Baoli, and she can teach me how to ride a horse. Then she started to learn how to ride a horse. Aunt Yunrou is amazing. Well, she has a lot of horses, and those ponies are very obedient to her."

I was stunned and said, "Aunt Yunrou taught you?"

Why didn't Yang Haiyang mention such important information in advance?It would be too embarrassing if I met Shang Yunrou later.

Yang Youling said in a soft voice: "She doesn't teach every time, sometimes she is very busy, so she lets Teacher Li teach."

"Will she come this time?"

"No. She said that she has been sick these days and feels uncomfortable, so she can only let Teacher Li teach me."

Illness should refer to the pregnancy reaction, I let out a sigh of relief, and was very grateful that I would not meet Shang Yunrou.

After driving for nearly an hour, we arrived at a horse farm in the suburbs.

Holding Yang Youling's small schoolbag in my arms, I followed behind, and the little girl jumped and ran ahead, leading me into the door.

Teacher Li is a young girl in her 20s. Wearing a tall and straight red riding uniform, her smile is very contagious. She is the kind of enthusiastic big sister that children like.After saying hello to me, she took Yang Youling's hand and went to the dressing room to change.

I was so bored that I couldn't help walking along the corridor to the back of the building.

The door at the end of the corridor was wide open, and the white fence connected not far away could be seen.The surrounding grass has sprouted slightly with the arrival of spring, and only the center of the fence is still a khaki color because it has been trampled too much.

All kinds of equestrian obstacles are placed in a well-arranged manner in the fence. With the sound of horseshoes, I looked to the right and saw a white horse galloping from far to near. Driven by the rider on its back, it passed gracefully and calmly. A double obstacle landed steadily.

The horse ran a few steps forward with the momentum, was pulled by the rider, pulled the rein and turned in a direction, walking towards me.

When he came to me, the rider raised his head slightly, revealing his handsome features under the hat.

"Teacher, what a coincidence." Shang Muxiao joked, "You also come to ride a horse."

I didn't meet Shang Yunrou, but I met someone more troublesome.