Eternal Burning

Willful and arrogant...

Little by little, I sank into his kisses, groaning helplessly in my mind.

By the next day, the pool of water on the coffee table had almost dried up. And after a week of rest, Shang Muxiao put on the star earrings and threw himself into the intense training again.

Half a month later, I suddenly received two couriers. One was sent by Lu Yue, and the other... was sent by Fang Qinian.

The courier that Lu Yue sent was a large box filled with various local products.

I called and Lu Yue said that the item was sent by Lu's mother, and without a word, handed the phone aside.

Mom, you can say a few words to Bei Bei... what are you doing, don't be embarrassed... come quickly...

After a rustling sound, Mama Lu answered the phone and said a little uncomfortably: Beibei, have you received the item?

Well, got it.

She explained in detail how and how to eat the various ingredients in the box, and asked me how my health was recently with great concern. At the end of the chat, she was about to hang up. She seemed to have just remembered the most important thing, and hurriedly added a sentence to let me go to her house for dinner and bring Shang Muxiao with me.

As for Fang Qinian's express delivery, it was shown that it was sent from abroad, with three layers inside and three layers outside. After finally opening it, I found that there was an oil painting and a portrait of an egg inside. After that, I didn't leave a word, and I don't know what he meant.

After the holiday, I took the time to go to a psychological support group. Ning Tianer went on a graduation trip after the college entrance examination, so there were only me and Sister Liao left in the group.

I gave her the letter I wrote and told her that I should not come again in the future.

She smiled clearly and took the letter in my hand: I will read this graduation letter to Tian'er, and I hope she can 'graduate' from here soon after reading it.

Sister Liao has also organized mutual aid groups for more than ten years. The cause is unknown, and she has never mentioned it. Batches of members have been replaced, and she is the only one who stayed until the end.

Will this mutual aid group ever exist? I asked.

Yes, as long as I still have to move, I will continue it. She folded the corner of the envelope and glanced at the ping-pong table with hot tea and handmade cakes, with unshakable determination in her eyes, this world always has to give to those who are unhappy, discouraged, and sad. A place where people can speak and listen.”

thanks. I sincerely thank her 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 member of the group who can successfully graduate from here has a great meaning to her - an extraordinary meaning that I can't detect, but only exists deep in her heart.

Back at home, Shang Muxiao was drowsily cramming on the sofa with Dan Huáng to watch a movie.

When he saw me coming back, he raised his spirits 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 took his hand and was led to sit on top of him.

Sleep when you are tired, what are you doing?

Because there is something for you. He put his chin on my shoulder, reached for a ticket-like piece of paper on the coffee table and handed it to me.

I took it over 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 on the expedition. Teacher, come to my game, I will send the trophy... to you again. Shang Muxiao's tone was firm, as if the matter had already been settled.

He still remembered his fear and hesitation the night he was hospitalized after the crash, but now, he seems to have completely escaped the haze of the past, regained his self-confidence, and was fearless again.

He'll be on the top podium again.

He would be... my pride.

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

Chapter 78 Faith This Thing (End)

Shang Muxiao's first official game on behalf of Chiya was held on time at 10 am on Saturday.

Compared with the Frost Cup, this game is more professional and more lively.

Fans of the team in uniform red uniforms took their seats in the auditorium early, some holding small flags for refueling, some with win-win ties on their heads, and some even carrying professional-grade photography cameras. Take a snapshot, the footage is incredibly long.

Shang Muxiao arranged for me to be very close to the podium this time, saying that I could see him standing on the championship podium as soon as possible.

Not long after I was seated, someone tapped my shoulder. When I looked back, it was Yang Haiyang.

I saw you above. He pointed to the VIP box above the arena, why didn't he reply when he sent you a message?

When I reached into my pocket, I realized that I seemed to have left my phone in the car.

Although I have absolute confidence in Shang Muxiao and I support his dreams, deep down in my heart, I still feel

would be nervous for him. In front of him I always try not to show it, but it is inevitable that I will show clues in the details.

Forgot to bring it. I say.

Yang Haiyang tugged at my sleeve: Come up with me, it's so hot down there. Yunrou and her dad are also above. The box is huge, with champagne and fruit, and the sofa is big enough for ten people.