Eternal Burning

What he said, even a steel-hearted person would feel sour when he heard it. Thinking of the environment in which he grew up, his father and mother did not love him, and suddenly he understood his crazy behavior - it was cultivated since he was a child, and he was a subconscious competition for attention.

wrong……

I wake up. Why should I give him a reason? Since he can use bitterness against Shang Yunrou, he can also use it on me. Going crazy and then acting pitifully, to win my sympathy, is like dealing with wounds, maybe it is also his specialty.

Putting aside the slight grief, I hit him directly: the expression you cherish is that she broke up with her boyfriend?

Shang Muxiao didn't think there was anything wrong with his approach at all, his tone was quite righteous, and he had his own set of theories: they were not from the same world, and they would not be happy together. The man had low education, no money, was divorced, and had a daughter. My sister is rich and educated, young and beautiful, and she deserves the best man in the world.

The more he talked, the more disgusted he became, and it made me feel guilty. With a clear cough, I asked: What's your father's attitude? Does he also object?

He doesn't care if we live or die. Shang Muxiao threw away the cotton swab and wrapped gauze on my hand. He is still living in a dream.

Regarding Shang Lu, he didn't say much, and I didn't ask much. But it is clear that their relationship is not very good.

After wrapping his hands, Shang Muxiao took out another cotton swab from the first aid kit, knelt down halfway, and naturally wanted to roll up my trouser legs.

I was stunned for two seconds before I realized that he was going to treat the wound on my leg for me, so I quickly grabbed his arm and stopped him in panic.

and many more. I can do the legs by myself, I can do it by myself.

Since the car accident, I don't like people touching my legs. Except for the physiotherapist, these legs are just like Miss Gu Shi's three-inch golden lotus, and it is easy for others to see it.

Shang Muxiao gave me a deep look, straightened up, and threw the cotton swab back into the box.

I'll take a shower first. Don't sneak away by yourself, after all... He raised his right hand and showed me what was on his index finger, the car keys were with me.

As soon as I touched my pocket, I only found my mobile phone, and I didn't know when the car keys were stolen by him.

How can there be such a person...

Until Shang Muxiao entered the bathroom and I was the only one left in the room, I was still in a state of extreme shock.

The subject is driven by motives and manifests will through actions. In other words, everything has motives, and there is no action without motives in this world.

Shang Muxiao should also have motives for doing things, but his motives are really unpredictable. As long as it was about him, nothing developed that I expected.

Before, I thought he was not as friendly as Shang Lu, and it seemed difficult to get close, but now I think about it, maybe it is difficult to get close” is not what he feels. Difficult to get close” is just my intuition telling me that I should stay away from him, we are not going all the way people.

Compared with Shang Yunrou and Yang Haiyang, we are truly two worlds.

There is no feeling in the legs, and it is very convenient to handle it by yourself. I cleaned the wound a little rough and put on gauze, but Shang Muxiao hadn't even finished taking a bath.

Putting his coat on one of the chairs, I controlled the wheelchair and headed towards the balcony door. I noticed just now that there was still a door in the house. I thought it was a balcony, but when I opened it, I found it was a yard.

The yard is surrounded by flowers and plants as a natural barrier, without much decoration, only a table and two chairs are placed under the porch.

The moon tonight is extraordinarily round. I watched the moon in the yard for a while, and heard a noise behind me. When I went back to the house, I saw that Shang Muxiao had already taken a bath and came out.

He only wrapped a bath towel around his lower body, and his upper body was exposed, revealing his strong muscles, and his hair was still dripping with water.

A closer look at him still has injuries, and there are varying degrees of bruises on his ribs and waist. Yang Haiyang is a dead hand, showing no mercy at all.

Do you want to take a shower? He wiped his hair and said, I can help you.

I turned around and closed the door, ignoring his suggestion.

When will the car keys be returned to me?

He lay down on the bed and started playing with his phone.

tomorrow. He says.

Does this mean you have to stay overnight?

I resisted the urge to sigh, out of sight and out of mind, and controlled the wheelchair to go to the bathroom.

This is just an ordinary farmhouse, and all facilities serve ordinary people first, and there are no special facilities for the disabled. This means that it will be extremely difficult for me to go to the toilet or take a shower.

Fortunately, it was only one night, so I should be able to get over it. I don't know why, but suddenly I have a few optimistic thoughts at such a time. It turned out later that this may also be a protective mechanism of the brain - to appease my crumbling heart.

After simply scrubbing his body, when he left the bathroom, the lights in the room had already dimmed. Shang Muxiao's bed was silent, the quilt was bulging, only a little part of the black hair was exposed on the top, and it looked like he was asleep.

Good thing I fell asleep.