Eternal Burning

I lowered my face, and my whole person wanted to evaporate on the spot, unable to look at him at all.

When I came to the bathroom, Shang Muxiao put me on the ground, held my arm with one hand, and wrapped my waist with the other, supporting me to stand.

This pose makes me feel bad. But at this time, I can honestly say that I can't get better with any posture.

Okay, let's pee. Shang Muxiao's voice was close to my ears, with a teasing smile, all his breath fell on my neck, causing me to uncontrollably get a rash.

Chapter 11 Are you crying?

Excretion in front of one person is no different to me than excretion in front of a group of people.

Emotionally I want him to let me go and get out right away. But rationality told me to be patient and let go, I couldn't do this alone.

Emotion and reason are entangled and torn, and my brain is messed up.

The days when I was lying on the sick bed and unable to move are the most unwilling memories in my life. Now, I seem to be going back again. Back to the time when I was not a person, just a living flesh.

Self-esteem and shame are living flesh things that are not needed, only living is his full value.

I stiffened for a while, and said to Shang Muxiao in a very weak voice: Don't look...

Don't look at me in such distress and embarrassment.

Shang Muxiao may also think that I am a little hypocritical, sneered, and turned his head to the side.

Oh, don't watch it, don't watch it.

It's a really tormenting thing, but it's not as good as short-term pain, and I need to address my physical needs as soon as possible before he gets more impatient.

The injured hand was not very flexible, and it took a few tries to unzip it with difficulty.

When the sound of running water echoed throughout the bathroom and my body felt relaxed, I began to tremble uncontrollably.

I tried blocking but to no avail. Like a stressed cat, I have absolutely no control over my body.

The hand on his waist tightened, Shang Muxiao didn't turn his head, he just asked me in doubt: What are you shaking?

As soon as he spoke, I trembled even more, and accidentally got a few drops of pale liquid on the toilet seat.

This is really, what to be afraid of.

I stared blankly at the few drops of liquid, feeling as if my body was disintegrating inch by inch, and my pale soul rose into the air, watching everything blankly. Looking at this ridiculous man who was struggling to keep the last trace of dignity, but it backfired.

I bit my lower lip, trying to distract myself with pain to save my precariously fragile nerve.

Because of the trembling, after stuffing the organs that have completed the excretion task back, zipping them has become a big project. It has never been able to close smoothly, as if sincerely wanting to be right with me.

I gradually lost patience and began to tug at the disobedient zipper violently, wanting to tear it off instantly and hammer it into the mud.

The palm was aching, and it seemed that the wound had opened again.

still ok? Shang Muxiao never got a response from me, so he couldn't help turning his head, just in time to see me fighting with the zipper.

I... I stopped and lowered my eyes, my eyes fell on the drops of urine on the toilet seat, my mouth was calm and authentic, I couldn't close the zipper.

Shang Muxiao was silent for a moment, and sighed very lightly and briefly, and my eyelids trembled.

I am familiar with this sigh, which is usually the case when one's patience runs out.

A bitter taste spread in my mouth, I was still waiting to try again, Shang Muxiao suddenly picked me up, walked out of the bathroom and put it on the bed outside.

After putting me down, he went back to the bathroom.

I huddled on the bed, and with my two hands, I finally managed to zip the zipper that I couldn't close just now.

The overhead lights were a little dazzling. I don't know what Shang Muxiao did when he went back, and did he see the remaining evidence of my crime? I just wanted to hide myself.

I regret it, I shouldn't let Shang Muxiao approach, and I shouldn't think this is just a harmless gamble for children to pass away boredom.

I should stay away from him, I should stay away from everyone.

I wrapped myself in a quilt to form a giant cocoon. The dark and airtight environment is a bit suffocating, but it can calm me down a little.

Can't escape, can't escape. I can only paralyze myself like this, deceiving myself that this fort is safe and no one can get in.

The sound of footsteps approached, and Shang Muxiao came out of the bathroom.

Are you not bored? When he saw me like this, he laughed and pulled my quilt. I held on tightly, but he didn't let him succeed.

Cancel the bet, I admit defeat. I said to him through the quilt.

There was silence outside, and after a while, Shang Muxiao's somewhat amusing voice sounded: Just because you urinated in front of me, you urinated outside?

I closed my eyes and wrapped myself even tighter.

Do you want to be out forever?

I didn't answer, I felt safe hiding in the fort.

No one will know, what do you care about? I thought you wouldn't mind what other people thought of you. He ripped off the quilt above my head with brute force, exposing my face.

I glared at him and said in a hoarse voice: Go away.