He obviously knew what I was talking about and reacted quickly.
"That's Zhou Yanyi's younger sister. She came to school to find his brother. I just took care of him by the way."
"Doctor He just dropped the dog for me."
Shang Muxiao sneered: "Send the dog? Are you stupid or I'm stupid? He's not passing by, he just wants to chase you. The dog is just an excuse, it's a prop for him to approach you." He pointed to the door and vowed, "He is right. You are uneasy!"
With just one glance, he seemed to have seen through the eighteenth generation of He Weizhou's ancestors and knew him well.
"In what capacity are you reminding me now?"
Shang Muxiao raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding what I meant: "What identity? Of course it's a boyfriend."
I nodded: "You haven't contacted me for a week, and you just don't know each other when you meet on the road. I thought we had broken up."
Maybe it can't be called "breakup", it should be said that he finally got tired of playing this kind of game with me. When he has a whim, I have to cooperate. When he loses interest, regardless of whether I am excited or not, I will never stop when it is time to leave.
Bad, arrogant, reckless, people hate it. From the very beginning, he never thought to hide these bad faults, and he also clearly told you that this is how he is. If he can't be in harmony with him, he can find someone else to play with.
"Who said we broke up? I just..." He paused, as if he had sorted out some inexplicable relationship, his eyes suddenly sharpened, "No wonder you invited the person just now to come in for tea. You feel that you are single again Now, you can start over with someone else, right? What was the point of that person better than me just now?"
I, a philosophy student, couldn't keep up with the speed of his thinking, so I read it twice in my mind to fully understand what he meant.
He didn't know how much determination it took me to accept him, how could it be possible to start over with someone else after him
I have used up all the little courage I had to start over, and if I fail this time, there will never be another.
"If I'm single, then whoever I invite in for tea or whatever is legal and compliant, doesn't need to report to anyone," I said.
"You..." He looked so angry, his lips pursed, as if he had something harsh to say, but after looking at me for a while, he finally gave up and strode out.
If he doesn't look back, let it end like this. With this thought in my heart, I unconsciously clenched the wheelchair armrest under my palm a little bit.
Without looking back, he strode out the door.
It's over... I stared blankly at the half-open door.
However, the next second, Shang Muxiao came back, dragging the huge cardboard box outside the door in his hand.
The box was heavy, and he rolled up his sweater sleeves, exposing his sturdy forearms underneath, tugging at the nylon ties and carrying them carefully.
"Is there a case opener?" he asked.
I hesitated for two seconds, then pointed to the drawer on the side of the entrance door: "The green one."
Shang Muxiao got up and pulled out a ceramic box-opening knife from the drawer.
The carton is large and sturdy, and one layer is disassembled and there is another layer under it, which protects the goods in the center well.
When he removed all the packaging to reveal the intricate instruments underneath, my breath stopped consciously—it was so beautiful.
As an astronomy enthusiast, it is impossible for me not to recognize it. This is the high-end series of Suntron. It is a professional telescope that astronomy enthusiasts dream of. If I remember correctly, this model is priced at around 300,000.
Back then, my down payment for the house was only 300,000.
My eyes were completely attracted by it, and I controlled the wheelchair to slowly approach it, as if my mind was taken away by the beauty, I reached out and wanted to touch it.
Seeing that it was about to touch, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled it forcefully.
Shun Jun's mind is active, but the "demon girl" who favors the six palaces does not allow it.
"You're not so happy to see me." Shang Muxiao pressed his face against my palm and said displeasedly, "Is a broken telescope more important than me?"
break? He didn't even know what he was talking about, this was a 300,000 binoculars.
"Where did this telescope come from?" I couldn't help looking at it, and in this real little shack, its presence was as dazzling as the North Star.
"I searched a lot of places to find such a stock. I'm sorry I broke your telescope last time. I'll pay you for this one. Don't be mad at me." He kissed my palm, his breath was hot and humid, his lips were soft, The tone was coquettish.
"It's too expensive." I couldn't help but shrink my hands, although I was reluctant to give up on "Little Beauty", but my attitude was firm, "You should return it, my set is not worth much, and it has been used for a long time, I have long since used it. I want to change it."
"The package is unpacked and I can't return it." He didn't let me stop, kissed my palm a little bit, and even nibbled my fingertips with his teeth.
"Don't..." My aura dissipated by the binoculars further disintegrated, and my face and neck burned.
"Tell me, we didn't break up." He rubbed my wrist and looked at me with dark eyes. He must admit that I was just quarreling with him, and we didn't want to break up.
I pursed my lips and said nothing.
His eyes widened, he pulled my wrist and forced me to bend down, while he raised his upper body, his other hand pressed down on the back of my neck, and kissed me fiercely.
As if in revenge for my silence, he was surprisingly strong, not kissing, but tearing at the prey, hoping to use up its last struggle.
With my palm on his shoulder, I tried to push him away. He found my intentions and bit my tongue hard.
"Well… "
There was a tinge of blood in his mouth, probably his tongue had been bitten.
I was a little scared, and shrank to avoid his entanglement.
My breathing gradually became short, and I couldn't tell whether it was lack of oxygen or something else. My upper body gradually lost strength, and my struggle became weaker. I was dragged a little by him from the wheelchair and embraced in his arms.
Like a spider's web, he entangled me completely until I lost the last thought of running away.
"North mustard, if you don't talk, I'll keep doing it..." He exhaled, grinding my earlobe between his teeth.
With my fingertips, I grabbed the fabric on his back, I closed my eyes, tremblingly compromised, "We didn't break up."
"I have a boyfriend."
I hug him tighter and repeat, "I have a boyfriend."
"Shang Muxiao is more important than anyone else."
"Shang Mu Xiaobi..." I found that he was wrong and stopped in time.
His hand reached through the hem of the sweater, stroked my back, and ordered, "Speak."
I shivered even more, hurriedly pressing down on the messy hand in the sweater.
"Shang Muxiao is more important than anyone else."
He laughed in his voice: "Good."
"good… "
He laughed so much that his body trembled slightly: "There is no need to repeat this sentence."
After the catharsis, I calmed down, he calmed down, and we could finally talk like adults.
He carried me back to the wheelchair while he found the telescope manual and figured out how to assemble this astonishingly expensive adult toy.
I tried to discuss with him about Yang Haiyang and Shang Yunrou. He focused on his hands and didn't reject it, but he didn't say much.
"Do you think humans can be completely unbiased?" he asked for no reason.
"What do you mean?"
"Children... and so on." He screwed the screws, revealing his knot, "He has a child, so if there is another child, and my sister's child, which one will he prefer?"
"Don't say that every child is the baby of their parents. You and I both know that it is just the most ideal state, and the love of parents is not unconditional."
Although I want to say a few words for Yang Haiyang and tell Shang Muxiao that the other party is not that kind of person and will definitely treat the two children fairly, but from my personal experience, I can't irresponsibly deny his idea.
Many times, parental love does have conditions. It is filled with various requirements.
To be obedient, to be successful, to be happy, to be healthy, there is no purposeless "love" in this world. What drives all this is desire that starts from oneself.
"According to you, everyone can only have one child."
He pouted: "What's wrong with a child? I'd rather have never been born. There can be such a big difference between those born to the same parents, let alone two mothers?"
I think of myself and Bei Yan, and the environment in which Shang Muxiao grew up. His worries sounded a bit extreme at first, and some unfounded worries. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was somewhat reasonable.
"You should talk to your sister about this," I said.
He stopped and tried to hide his prejudice, but with little success. "She'll think I'm going crazy. I know she won't have any problems, she'll be a good mother, but I can't trust Yang. Men can't be trusted."
I wanted to say a few more words for Yang Haiyang and all the male compatriots, but Shang Muxiao was already tired of this topic and motioned me to stop.
"Okay, don't ask other men in front of me."
I had to shut my mouth again.
He continued to study the various parts in his hand, and under the dual guidance of the manual and me, after an hour, he finally assembled the entire telescope.
The unusually tall and rugged telescope was placed in the same position as before. Shang Muxiao was doing the final adjustment, and the automatic star search was aimed at the moon.
It was as if someone who was short-sighted suddenly put on glasses. It was the first time I saw the moon so clearly. Those moon seas, moon land, and rolling hills seemed to be right in front of me. If before, I could only see the pores on the moon's face, now I can see even the tiny fluff.
"Like it? With it, you can see farther."
Shang Muxiao patted the mirror body of the telescope without any sympathy, which made my nerves tense.
"like."
He laughed: "I knew you would like it."
"But it doesn't cover up the wrong things you've done." I changed the conversation and counted the old accounts, "You shouldn't lose your temper, you shouldn't throw things away, and you shouldn't not contact me for a week."
He smiled stiffly: "I..."
"Come here." I waved at him.
After hesitating for a moment, he bent down, his expression was a little uneasy and a little aggrieved, as if he was saying, "I admit my mistakes so well, how can you not forgive me?"
I put my hand around his earlobe and put a light kiss on his lips.
"Forgive you this time, it won't be an exception next time."
I thought that I had kissed before, and he would do nothing, but as soon as I was about to retreat, he chased after him, not only kissed deeper, but also lifted me from the wheelchair with my buttocks.
While kissing, he put me on the sofa, which seemed to be more suitable for kissing.
He told me to lie down, my head was dizzy, I did, and out of the corner of my eye caught a glimpse of him carrying a yellow thing on the ground.
I was still wondering what that was in my mind, and the miserable dog barked sounded, completely pulling me back from my charming feelings back to reality.
I hurriedly brought back a small dog whose feet were about to touch the ground and put it on my chest. The puppy grunted twice, rubbed his nose against the sweater, curled up like a normal dog, and then went to sleep.
Shang Muxiao's eyes were not good, looking at it like a dead dog.
"What's wrong with it?" he asked.
I covered the puppy with my hands, and said shyly, "I can't stand the cold because my legs are bad."