inexhaustible

In the evening, Shang Yunrou called and asked me if I was at home. I glanced at Shang Muxiao who had fallen asleep exhausted, and tiptoedly closed the door and went to the living room.

"Are you coming over?" I asked.

The other end suddenly changed from a quiet space to a relatively noisy environment, followed by a dull closing sound.

"I'm already downstairs, open the door."

I was taken aback, hung up the phone, and went to open the door.

In about 2 minutes, the elevator stopped at the eleventh floor. After the door opened, Shang Yunrou walked out slowly.

I guessed that she should have come for this afternoon's business, so I turned sideways and asked her to come into the room to talk.

Gently put a cup of warm water on the tea table, I sat down on another single sofa, and said, "You came here by yourself?"

"Haiyang sent me here, and he's waiting for me below. I'll leave after a few words, and we'll pick up Lingling later, she has piano lessons today." She shifted her gaze to the closed bedroom door, and asked, "how is he?"

I also looked over and said: "I'm a little depressed, I went back to sleep after eating something."

Egg Yolk also seemed to feel that he was not in a good mood, and kept quietly sticking to him, sleeping on the bed with him.

"We... Dad and I finally decided to exhibit that painting, please tell Mu Xiao about it." After crying for a long time in the afternoon, her eyes are still slightly red and swollen, and she has no energy in speaking. My decisiveness in confrontation.

She couldn't tell if she was lost in thought or in a daze, but Shang Yunrou didn't say anything for a while.

After a while, she suddenly said: "I object to you being together, not just for the pursuit of the so-called 'normal'. Taking care of the patient is too tiring, and I don't want him to suffer what I have suffered again."

"I don't know if you've ever been with someone with depression. That feeling... She's in pain, and you're in more pain than her. She's like a black hole, absorbing all light, heat, hope, and happiness..." She quietly As he spoke, he picked out those bloody memories bit by bit from his memories.

"When she doesn't take the medicine, little things will make her hysterical, break down and cry. She will have a bad temper, and she will keep drawing, but she is always dissatisfied. After taking the medicine, she will calm down a little, but She also felt that the side effects of the medication 'deprived' her of inspiration and made her unable to paint. So she dumped all the medicine, passive treatment, and it turned into a complete disaster."

"In order to let her take medicine, my father and I can only secretly add medicine to her food. But if she finds out about this, it will be another disaster, and everyone should not think about it." Speaking of this , she sighed softly, turned to me and said, "The last time Mu Xiao crashed his car, was it because of the rain? He should have told you why he hates rainy days."

I nodded and said, "Well, he told me something."

"That wasn't the first time our mother tried suicide. She tried once when Mu Xiao was younger, and she almost killed everyone that time. She was so sick that we had to send her to a nursing home. There, she started to take medicine on time and actively cooperated with the treatment. Everyone thought she was getting better, and the doctor thought so too. So a year later, she was discharged from the hospital." She pursed her lips and showed a somewhat bleak smile , "You know what the ending is."

Shang Yunrou sat for about 10 minutes and then got up to leave. I sent her to the door, but she stepped out of the threshold with one foot. She suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked me if there was any news about Fang Qinian, saying that he was gone.

In fact, I didn't see anyone else this afternoon, so I was a little surprised, but I only thought that he hadn't reconciled with Shang Lu, or his status was too embarrassing to attend such an occasion. I really didn't expect him to run away from home again.

It's just that this time, I don't know if he is still playing hard to get, or if he really wants to leave.

I said, "No, I took him in a while ago, but then he went home with Mr. Shang, and I haven't contacted him again."

Shang Yunrou seemed to mention it casually, and didn't mean to ask further questions.

She lowered her head and caressed her slightly protruding belly, with a gentle expression on her face, which was surprisingly consistent with Mei Zixun's expression in the painting in the afternoon: "Then let him go, I don't have the energy to care about other people's affairs now. After becoming a mother, I have a new understanding of many things, and I have a lot of expectations."

The arrival of most new lives can still bring people hope and happiness.Although I have never been a father, when Yang Youling and Bei Yan were born, just looking at them, I felt that I was being pulled upward by a vigorous vitality, and even the ordinary life seemed to be dyed with some bright colors .

"What month is the due date?" I asked.

"October."

"It's a good month." It's neither hot nor cold, with a lot of sunny days.

I hope that the arrival of this new life can heal the pain of the business after more than 20 years and bring more bright colors.

After closing the door, I turned around and found the bedroom door was open.Shang Muxiao leaned against the door with no sleepiness on his face, apparently he had been awake for a long time.

"Did you hear it all?"

"Then I won't repeat it to you." I went to collect the water glass on the coffee table, and just about to stand up, Shang Muxiao hugged me from behind like a koala.

"You are not a patient." He pressed his lips against my neck and said stickily, "You are my jewel, my northern mustard, my favorite... teacher."

I was a little itchy, and I wanted to hide with a smile, but he strangled my waist even harder.

"In a few days, I will be on vacation after my invigilation is over, and then I will help you move together."

His kiss continued to spread, from the neck all the way up to the ear.

I shivered uncontrollably, and my breathing gradually became short of breath.The water in the cup trembled and splashed onto my hands, although there was no sound, but my ears seemed to hear the sound of cold water splashing on the hot iron.

Not only because of the heat of the two of them sticking together in this weather, but also because of the steaming desire that was gradually awakened by him.

"Well...let me put the water glass away..." I held back my trembling and discussed with him.

"No." He became vicious, grinding my earlobe gently between his teeth, making the earball painful and hot.

His straightforward refusal was a bit like the little bastard in the past. I was angry and funny for a while, thinking that he was too obedient. If you tell him not to be so sensible, he will really become ignorant.

"What do you want?"

His hands slipped in along the hem of the shirt, all the way up the waist.

"Where are my earrings?"

I was slightly suffocated, my mind went blank for a moment, and my mouth moved subconsciously: "Pull, in the drawer..."

"Can you give it back to me?"

After a long time, it turned out that they asked me for earrings.

I swallowed, almost unable to hold the water.

"Um……"

He got an affirmative answer, stopped playing tricks on me, and loosened his grip little by little.

I took a deep breath and put the cup back on the coffee table.Just a few centimeters away, his arm was suddenly pulled hard, and the water glass was overturned, splashing all over the table.I turned around in astonishment, and saw Shang Muxiao leaned forward and kissed my lips with a "what can you do with me" expression on his face.

Willful and arrogant...

I sank into his kiss little by little, slandering helplessly in my mind.

By the time I woke up the next day, the puddle of water on the coffee table had almost dried up.After a week's rest, Shang Muxiao put on the star stud earrings and devoted himself to intense training again.

Half a month later, I suddenly received two couriers.One is from Lu Yue, and the other... is from Fang Qinian.

The courier Lu Yue sent was a big box filled with various souvenirs.

I called, and Lu Yue said that mother Lu had asked me to post the things, and without saying a word, she handed the phone aside.

"Mom, tell Beijiao... what are you doing, don't be shy... come quickly..."

After a while of rustling, Mother Lu picked up the phone and said a little uncomfortably, "Beijiao, have you received the things?"

"Well, I got it."

She explained in detail the preparation and eating methods of various ingredients in the box, and asked me how I was doing recently with concern.At the end of the chat, when she was about to hang up, she seemed to have just remembered the most important thing, so she hastily added, let me go to her house for dinner when I have time, and bring Shang Muxiao with me.

As for Fang Qinian's courier, it showed that it was sent from abroad, and it was wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside.After finally taking it apart, I found an oil painting and a portrait of an egg yolk inside. After that, I didn’t leave a word, and I don’t know what he meant.

After the holiday, I found time to go to a psychological support group.Ning Tian'er went on a graduation trip after the college entrance examination, so only sister Liao and I were left in the group.

I handed her the letter I wrote and told her that I should not come back in the future.

She smiled knowingly, and took the letter in my hand: "I will read this graduation letter to Tian'er. I hope she can 'graduate' from here as soon as possible after listening."

Sister Liao has also organized a mutual aid group for more than ten years. The reason is unknown. She never mentioned that group after group of members changed, and she was the only one who stayed until the end.

"Will this support group last forever?" I asked.

"Yes, as long as I can do it, I will continue it." She folded the corner of the envelope, glanced at the ping-pong table with hot tea and handmade biscuits, her eyes were unshakable determination, "This world will always give those who are unhappy, discouraged, and sad a place where they can talk and listen."

"Thank you." I thanked her sincerely for myself and for those people.

She glanced at the letter in her hand and gave me a big hug: "Thank you too."

It seems that every team member who can successfully "graduate" from here has a great meaning to her—a kind of extraordinary meaning that I can't detect, that only exists deep in her heart.

Back home, Shang Muxiao was drowsily huddling on the sofa with the egg yolk and watching a movie.

Seeing that I was back, he cheered up a little, stretched out his hand to me, and asked me to go over.

"I'm going to fall asleep if you don't come back."

I held his hand and was led to sit on him.

"Sleep when you're sleepy, what are you trying to do?"

"Because I have something for you." He rested his chin on my shoulder, reached out and took a ticket-like paper from the coffee table and handed it to me.

I took it and took a closer look, and found that it was really a ticket, a ticket for a motorcycle race.

"I will represent Chiya for the first time. Teacher, come and watch me compete, and I will bring the trophy... to you again." Shang Muxiao's tone was firm, as if the matter had already been settled.

I still remember his fear and hesitation the night he crashed and was hospitalized, but now, he seems to have completely shaken off the old haze, regained his confidence, and was fearless again.

He will stand on the top podium again.

He'll be... my pride.

Possibly infected by him, I couldn't help but develop an almost blind confidence in him.