inexhaustible

Chapter 67

In the blink of an eye, summer is getting hotter, and the annual defense is approaching. I am busy instructing the students on their graduation thesis. Shang Muxiao started a week-long closed training because he needs to get in touch with the team as soon as possible.

It is clear that both of them are in Qingwan, but they can only contact each other by phone every day.

I'm fine, but Shang Muxiao doesn't seem to be used to it, and keeps urging me to see him.Complaining that without it, I would not be able to eat well and live well, and everyone would lose weight.

I knew he was training, but I didn't know that I thought he was in prison.

I finally agreed to visit him on Sunday and pick him up and go home with me.

He counted on his fingers, and when he counted it would take three days, he started to make a fuss again.I had no choice but to coax him like a child, picking out what he loved to say, such as "I like you the most", "I miss you too", "I can't sleep without you"... I said so for a dozen times Within minutes, he was happy, and I was almost numb to death by myself.

Of course he wasn't really complaining.In the future, he will go to all over the country and even the world to compete. This kind of separation is inevitable. Even if he is only in his early twenties, he will not feel that adult love should stick together all the time. He just likes to hear me say these things .

When I got out of the elevator, I stopped in amazement in the direction of the office.

I thought that after getting back together with Shang Muxiao, maybe Shang Lu would come to me, and Shang Yunrou would come to me, but I never thought that Fang Qinian would come.

He leaned leisurely against the office door, staring down at the toes of his shoes, beating the beat on the ground that only he knew.

As soon as I approached, he stopped and looked up.

"You're finally back." He smiled and greeted me like an old friend.

I went up to open the office door and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'll come when I want to." He spoke vaguely, going around in circles, not telling the truth.

Afterwards, he seemed to take root on my sofa and sat there all afternoon.He didn't say why he came, or when he would leave, and even learned to make tea by himself.

I sent a message to Shang Muxiao to explain the situation, but he may be in training, his phone is not with him, and he hasn't replied to me for a long time.

When it was time for me to get off work, Fang Qinian looked at the time, got up and said that it was getting late, we can go to dinner.

I don't even know how he could say this so naturally.

"What?" Fang Qinian had no self-consciousness at all, "Aren't you hungry? Come on, let's go eat something delicious, I invite you."

I was noncommittal about his invitation, and asked, "What on earth did you come to see me for?"

He hooked my shoulder and walked out: "Oh, let's talk while eating."

There happened to be a street behind the school full of restaurants, so I randomly chose a stir-fry restaurant that didn't seem to have many family members, and took Fang Qinian to a seat by the window.

"I said I was treating guests, why did you choose this place?" He could see that he was holding back his disgust, and kept wiping the table in front of him with a paper towel, and wiped his bowls and chopsticks over and over again.

"The taste of this store is also good." I opened my eyes and said nonsense. In fact, let alone this store, I don't even come to this street very often.

I brought him here just because it was so close, I wanted to make a quick decision and get into the topic as soon as possible.

After ordering, the food was served quickly because there were not many people.

Fang Qinian and I moved the chopsticks at the same time, took a bite, and put down the chopsticks at the same time.

There is indeed a reason for the lack of customers, and this is too unpalatable.

"Not bad, it tastes good, it feels like... home." Fang Qinian commented.

I smiled, raised my teacup and took a sip of water to dilute the saltiness in my mouth.

"Can you now say why you came to me?" I asked, putting down my glass.

He nodded, his face was still smiling, but he didn't give people much "happy" impression, as if he was just mechanically moving the corners of his lips.

"I had a quarrel with Mr. Shang. Can I go to your place to stay for two days?"

When I heard this, I was a little embarrassed.

I do have some friendship with him, but all these friendships together are only enough for us to sit here and eat a meal that is obviously unpalatable but we have to boast about the delicious meal, which is far from the level that we can borrow .

Besides, his status in the business is subtle, so I always have to consider Shang Muxiao's mood.

"I can lend you some money first and let you stay in a hotel." I said.

"I'm not short of money, but I just don't want him to find me." Fang Qinian pouted.

I was a little surprised: "Are you leaving?"

I danced with him at Shang Yunrou's wedding before, and he advised me not to come back when I left, and said that no one could take away what I grabbed.The words were still in my ears, and I thought he would not want to leave Shanglu in a short time, but after only two months, he came to ask me to borrow.

"It doesn't count. But I really... don't want to be a substitute forever." Rubbing the rim of the cup with his fingertips, he lowered his eyes and said, "I'm already thirty this year, how long can I pretend to be a woman? How many more can I kick?" Someone who wants to replace me? After all, Israel cannot serve people for a long time. The most reliable place is here..." He stroked his heart with five fingers, raised his eyes to look over, and said with a slight smile, "This is a dangerous move, but I think it's worth a try."

He and I have always had a little exchange of words.I know everything about his life experience, his relationship with Shang Lu, and even his life plan, but I really don't know how to evaluate it.

Everyone can only dictate their own life, and cannot overstep into other people's lives.

Just then, my cell phone rang.He picked it up and saw that it was Shang Muxiao calling.He estimated that the training is over now, and he saw my message.

"What did he want you for?" He asked anxiously as soon as he picked it up.

I glanced at Fang Qinian across the way, and said, "He had a fight with your father, and he wants to stay with me for two days..."

Before I said that I agreed or disagreed, Shang Muxiao was as angry as he was, and interrupted me with a loud voice: "No! You are not allowed to let him in. This family has him without me!"

Fang Qinian must have heard the movement on my phone, propped his chin, and looked like he was enjoying the show, with the words "You are still back" shining brightly on his face.

I turned my body sideways, avoiding Fang Qinian and said, "I didn't let him in, I haven't agreed yet."

"Still?" He grabbed the point and asked, "Are you still with him now?"

"..." I felt guilty and lost my voice.

"North mustard!"

He called me by first and last name, and there was a bit more gnashing of teeth in his tone.

I sighed secretly, knowing that I couldn't hide.

"I'm eating with him."

The panting sound on the phone suddenly became heavy, and Shang Muxiao stopped talking, as if he was holding back his anger.

I was ready to be hung up by him, but unexpectedly he spoke again in a few seconds.

"Give him the phone." The attitude was calm and calm, "I'll talk to him."

I hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then don't quarrel with him." After speaking, I handed the phone to Fang Qinian.

"Me?" Fang Qinian pointed at himself in astonishment, and after I nodded for confirmation, he took the phone from me.

I watched Fang Qinian's expression nervously, fearing that the two of them would quarrel on the phone.

"It's just for eating, do you want to be so stingy?" Fortunately, Fang Qinian's voice was calm and his expression was the same as when he was facing me, "What? You can run away from home? Um... um... Got it... OK. "

The two talked on the phone for about a minute, after which Fang Qinian handed the phone back to me.

"I told him to let him live with me." Shang Muxiao said, "Just give him the key later."

He entrusted me with the egg yolk and the key before the closed training, which is convenient now.

"it is good."

He repeatedly told me not to let Fang Qinian into my house, and told me to go home after dinner and have a video inspection in half an hour.

I promised again and again, hung up the phone, looked at the plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables with only two chopsticks on the table, and suggested: "You must be tired after a day out today, otherwise... I will send you back to rest first?"

This is simply an option that does not need to be considered. Fang Qinian immediately called the waiter to pay the bill, and got up and left with me.

Fang Qinian lived in 1102 like this.

When Shang Muxiao kept the egg yolk at home, the puppy and Fang Qinian established a deep relationship.Fang Qinian liked it very much, so he wanted to ask me to borrow it to raise it.

I have to work every day, and I don't have much time to play with the puppy. Fang Qinian is bored at home alone, so the two agree, so I agreed.

On Sunday, Shang Muxiao was about to come back, but Fang Qinian was still living there.I thought that Shang Muxiao should live with me when he came back, so I went to his house to get some clothes in advance.

Fang Qinian was bored in the house for several days, only accompanied by the dog. Knowing that I was going to pick up Shang Muxiao, he immediately jumped up excitedly and said that he wanted to go together.

Seeing that he was full of expectations, I was too embarrassed to refuse, so I took him with me.

Shang Muxiao and his team have only been established for five years, named "Chiya", and the sponsor behind it is the Chiya Group, which is rapidly rising in the Internet industry and is very wealthy.

Since the base is in Qingwan, daily training is also carried out at Qingwan International Circuit.

When I was on the road, I felt that the sky was a bit gloomy. When I got to the racing track, I got out of the car and the sky began to drizzle.

"It's raining." Fang Qinian looked up.

I took the umbrella out of the car and walked to the racetrack with him.

Although the weather was bad, there were still many people wearing red uniforms sitting in the auditorium, and they seemed to be die-hard fans of the team.

"Excuse me, who are you?" A staff member stepped forward and asked.

I explained to him why I came, and when he heard Shang Muxiao's name, he immediately laughed: "Oh, he has come to say hello to us. You can wait in the stands, he will have a few last laps." He pointed Follow the blue seat lane closest to the track.

I thanked him and sat down with Fang Qinian.

"Can you recognize which one is him? They are all covered up really tightly." Fang Qinian said holding his umbrella.

I waited for a while until a red motorcycle with the number "28" passed by, pointed at the back of the rider and said, "That."

Fang Qinian instantly cast admiring gazes: "You are too powerful."

Shang Muxiao's car was like red lightning, leaving only a bright mark on the retina, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was as thin as a cow's hair just now, but now I could feel the weight on the skin.

For some reason, my right eye twitched violently, and my chest felt like something was being pressed, making me uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Fang Qinian asked concerned when he saw my expression was different.

"He doesn't like the rain," I said, staring at the track where I could see the riders first.

Fang Qinian understood: "I heard that Mrs. Shang died in the rain. Shang Muxiao stood in the rain for two hours before waiting for Shang Yunrou to come back."

I couldn't help but look at him.

He raised his eyebrows: "what? Didn't he tell you? "

"said."

It's just that every time I listen to it, I still feel sad for the suffering he suffered as a child.

Fang Qinian moved his gaze to the track: "Although I often pretend to be a woman, I am not a woman after all. I can't have children, and I can't understand the pain of women. You said that it was the childbirth that led Mrs. Shang to despair. or depression? How can a mother hate her child so much?"

Just like some people get tumors and some people live a long life, Mei Zixun's pain comes from her unfortunately suffering from a serious disease, which has no inevitability with Shang Muxiao.

Shang Muxiao has the right not to forgive her, because no one can persuade him to reconcile with the past pain.In front of him, I would never persuade him to be magnanimous, but now when talking with Fang Qinian, I have to speak objectively and rationally for Mei Zixun.

"She is sick. Sometimes love and hate are not what you want, you can erase them if you want, they are not under your control."

Mei Zixun is just a poor person troubled by illness, just like ordinary people can't understand my feelings as a disabled person, we can't understand her despair.

While talking, suddenly there was a commotion in the stands, and everyone stood up one after another, looking in one direction.

Just as I was feeling strange, Fang Qinian's expression also changed: "You just said, what is Shang Muxiao's number?"

I froze for a moment and hurriedly looked towards the track.

A motorcycle marked with "28" on the front fell on the track for some reason, and the rider rolled to the side, motionless.

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