"Yeah, why is your leg hurt?" When the physiotherapist massaged my calf, he could not help but exclaimed when he saw the scald under the trousers.
"Accidentally scalded."
I was scalded by tea before, and although I took care of it in time, some blisters continued to appear the next day. Relying on the lack of pain, I punctured the blisters one by one and simply put a Band-Aid on them. They almost healed in the past few days, but left some red scars. A pair of legs was ugly, and now it is even more ugly.
"I thought it was a tattoo when I saw it." The physiotherapist smiled. "The color is pretty nice, it's like plum blossoms, and it's not too dark."
I glanced at my calf and felt that he was really good at talking, and being told by him like this seemed like a blessing in disguise for me.
After the physiotherapy, I got up and put on the exoskeleton. The physiotherapist asked me about the experience of using the exoskeleton, and asked if there was any discomfort.
"No, it couldn't be more perfect." In just one month, I've gotten used to wearing it and acting as if it's a part of my body, and I'm the whole me when I put it on.
When I got home, the sky was not completely dark, and after the winter, the days grew slowly.
I was going to cook some noodles for dinner, so I came to the kitchen to make preparations. When I looked up, I inadvertently stopped at 1102 on the opposite side.
In the past few days, the house has not been lit, and Shang Muxiao has not been seen walking his dog downstairs. I don't know if he has moved out.
He didn't come to class, the bank card number was not given, and the phone was blocked. It seemed that he really didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore.
I couldn't help but let out a long breath, but just thinking of him made me feel depressed and irritable. Simply out of sight and out of mind, I lowered the kitchen sunshade to block my sight, turned around and put the roll noodles into the boiling pot.
After eating dinner and washing up, I was going to sleep after writing my thesis for a while. I picked up my phone and found unread messages. I clicked it and opened it. It was represented by Xiao.
[Why didn't you tell me that your leg was scalded?]
I was taken aback, surprised at how well-informed he was.
I don't know if it's been a long time since I've been with him, but now I'm not surprised by his inexplicable tone, and I'm used to it.
[What did Tang Yuan tell you?]
Tang Yuan is the name of a physical therapist. In the afternoon, I just finished physiotherapy, and in the evening, representative Xiao came to the door. Except for the exchange of news between them, I can't think of the second possibility.
[It happens that there are some work contacts.]
It was indeed Tang Yuan. I explained to the other party that it was just a minor injury, and now it's fine.
[You have to protect your legs.]The opposite side will come back soon.
Although I have never met, although the other party may just say something casually out of work, but it is also a kind of good intention, I need to appreciate it.
[Well, thank you.]
He didn't end the topic here, and after asking about the leg injury, he started chatting with me.
[have you eaten?]
[ate.]
[what did you eat?]
[The plain noodles made by yourself.]
[Why don't you cook?]
[It is troublesome.]
I had a dual purpose and chatted with him while writing my thesis. Although I also felt that it was a bit strange that he suddenly asked me to chat, but out of politeness, I didn’t reply, so he asked a question and I answered it, and I unknowingly chatted late into the night.
I glanced at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, I closed the document, I moved my stiff shoulders and neck, and the representative of the same Xiao sent the last message.
[Tomorrow I have to get up early, go to bed first, good night.]
After a while, the opposite side also came back with a "good night", and also attached an emoji with a little pig covering the quilt.
I smiled, this representative Xiao is really childish.
Early the next morning, I got dressed and drove to Yang Haiyang to meet him at seven o'clock.
Shang Yunrou doesn't like too complicated wedding procedures, she just wants to spend a leisurely and relaxing day together with her relatives and friends. In addition, she was pregnant and should not be bothered, so Yang Haiyang simply connected with her relatives and saved her life by just holding a simple ceremony.
The wedding took place in a luxurious bungalow in the city center. The bungalow was built in the last century and has lived in many historical celebrities. It covers an area of more than 5,000 square meters and has a large private garden. Since it was built, it has been widely known for its fairy-tale castle-like appearance.
To avoid running back and forth, Yang Haiyang and Shang Yunrou moved into the bungalow a day earlier. When I arrived, Yang Haiyang was doing his hair in his "groom's room". Shang Yunrou was preparing in the "bridal room" on the other floor.
"I'm so nervous." Yang Haiyang said, clutching his chest, "I can't believe it, I really want to marry Yunrou."
"It's too late to regret it now." The makeup artist joked with him.
"How can I regret it." Yang Haiyang said without thinking, "I can't regret it in my life."
His tone is firm, his eyes are full of affection, and no one will doubt that he loves Shang Yunrou, and he will hold her hand firmly throughout his life.
The rational pursuit of happiness is also a manifestation of desire, and desire is the source of suffering in life. To end suffering, one must eliminate one's own desires. But how many people have been able to achieve true desire and no desire throughout the ages? Seeking the ultimate "no desire", it is difficult to tell whether it is another "desire".
Adhering to Buddhism and Taoism, I used to think that having too many desires is not a good thing, it will make people degenerate. Now I feel that struggling in desire is a destiny that human beings cannot get rid of.
No desire is not necessarily good, and a life full of desire is not necessarily bad.
Around ten o'clock, guests arrived one after another, including the elders of both sides. Everyone gathered on the lawn downstairs, dressed decently, holding champagne, chatting and whispering softly from time to time. A small symphony band was playing Saint-Saëns' Carnival of Animals. The cheerful music was very festive and complemented the atmosphere today. It's just, somehow funny.
After the makeup artist finished styling Yang Haiyang, he wanted to do it for me, but I declined. He looked rather regretful, so he sighed and took out a corsage from a box to pin it on for me.
Although it is the best man, I don't need to be busy. Yang Haiyang's mother and Yang Youling happened to be outside and couldn't find a place, so I offered to pick them up and let Yang Haiyang feel at ease with the emcee.
As I approached the door, I saw Yang Youling and the others from a distance, and I also saw... Shang Muxiao.
He took Yang Youling and was walking in my direction. The two of them talked and laughed all the way. They looked at each other deeply, like a pair of uncles and nephews.
"North mustard!" Yang Haiyang's mother waved at me from a distance. Shang Muxiao, who was talking to the little girl with his head down, raised his head to look at me when he heard the words, his eyes stayed on my face for a moment, then quickly moved away, his expression did not change at all, as if he was just looking at a passing stranger .
I have seen this expression. When we first got together, we quarreled about Yang Haiyang, and he ignored me for a week. This is the expression we met on the road. You can chat and laugh with others, but don't bother to look at me.
"Beida, I almost couldn't find the door outside. Fortunately, I met brother Yunrou. He knew Lingling and brought us in." Yang's mother walked closer and talked about their meeting with Shang Muxiao. A reason to come in.
"The door here is not easy to find." Since he doesn't want to communicate with me, then I don't bother, just treat him as non-existent. "Auntie, shall I take you to Haiyang's place?"
"Okay, okay, I'll go see him and see Yunrou too." She patted her small bag and said, "I officially passed the door today, and the red envelope is inevitable."
As soon as she heard that she was going to see Yang Haiyang and Shang Yunrou, Yang Youling immediately let go of Shang Muxiao and held her grandma's hand instead.
"Uncle, I'm going to find Dad first, we'll see you later!"
Shang Muxiao twitched the corners of his mouth, seemingly dissatisfied with her undisguised preference.
"Well, see you later." He said in a less fluctuating tone.
I took the two to Yang Haiyang. Mother Yang told me some trivial matters, and then I took Yang Youling to find Shang Yunrou again.
Seeing that it was almost time, the emcee asked Yang Haiyang to go downstairs first and stand by.
I carried the ring box for him, and I became nervous because of his emotions.
At half past eleven, the wedding march was played on time, and Yang Haiyang stood under the arch woven by green and white flowers, anxiously waiting for his bride.
The green lawn is separated by a natural fleece blanket of flower columns, leading straight to the arch. The guests naturally separated from each other and, like Yang Haiyang, looked at the bride's place.
Shang Lu and Fang Qinian were at the forefront, and Shang Muxiao did not stand with them. There are so many people that I can't find him for a while.
Fang Qinian was dressed in women's clothing today, wearing a striking turmeric dress and a top hat of the same color on his head. The tulle slightly covered the upper half of his face, making his expression very blurry.
Shang Lu turned sideways to talk to a slender girl beside him, his expression was extraordinarily gentle, even a little doting. Looking at the girl's face again, I knew at a glance that she was the female college student Yu Xixi said Song Wancheng asked to play Mei Zixun. Her eyes, the look on her body, are too similar to Mei Zixun. Comparing Fang Qinian with her, it can only be regarded as a poor imitation, at most imitating a shape.
Looking at the other side of the girl, it turned out to be the famous director Song Wancheng.
Fang Qinian was fine, Ren Shanglu was talking and laughing with the girl, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them. I admired how calm he was.
I also saw Yin Nuo in the crowd. He didn't take my classes this semester, and he didn't walk with Shang Muxiao anymore. I haven't seen him for a long time, and I didn't expect to meet him here.
He felt someone looking at him, frowned and looked at me, his expression changed when he met my eyes, and he turned his eyes away stiffly.
The simple and heavy door of the bungalow opened at this time, and Shang Yunrou walked out slowly in white gauze. The simple and improved cheongsam design was covered with lace white gauze that just reached the ground. It had the charm of the Republic of China. Fits well.
Holding a bouquet of white calla lilies and some kind of fern in her hands, Shang Yun walked towards Yang Haiyang without looking sideways, and kept looking at him, as if all the guests had disappeared, and only each other was left in this wedding. , the whole world is left with only them each other.
Just a few steps away, Yang Haiyang couldn't help but take a step towards Shang Yunrou, shortening the distance between the two.
The wedding ring exchange ceremony ended in a warm and sweet atmosphere. When the emcee announced that the two were officially married, everyone applauded and cheered for them.
The emcee said: "Everyone can take photos everywhere, eat snacks and chat, and we will have hot food later, everyone can take it as you like. If you are tired, you can go into the room to rest. There are billiards and board games in the entertainment room. Of course, if You can dance well, and you can dance to the dance music of the band with the person you like.”
After the ceremony, Shang Yunrou went upstairs to change clothes, and Yang Haiyang walked around to greet the guests. I retreated under the wedding tent and quenched my thirst with a drink.
"Professor Bei."
When I heard someone call me, I looked to the place where I made the sound, and saw that it was Yin Nuo, no surprise.
He bit his lip and walked towards me.
"I'm sorry." He didn't dare to look at me, lowered his eyes, and spat out three words reluctantly.
I leaned against the table behind me and asked him, "Why are you apologizing?"
He looked up, surprise in his eyes.
"do not you know?"
"Know what? Did you know the email was sent by you?"
The person who made the video must be someone close to Shang Muxiao, and the person who sent the video must be someone who wants me to break up with him. Yin Nuo undoubtedly fits the above two points, and I guessed that the email was sent by him almost immediately.
"I..." He was a little dumbfounded by my question, not knowing how to answer.
"I know this." I said, "but why do you apologize? Shang Muxiao bet with me, isn't it true?"
He moved his lips but did not speak.
I continued: "Since it's a fact, you sent me the video so that I can see the true face of this relationship, and I should thank you. And you... Now we have broken up, your goal has been achieved, it's too late to be happy, and more There's no reason to apologize to me."
I really don't understand the purpose of his apology. I've done everything, and now apologize to me, it's a little bit... It's cheap and good.
Yin Nuo said in a low voice: "Because I did this very despicably. I was too jealous at the time, jealous that you were able to be with him even though you appeared later than me, jealous that you could like him openly. We grew up together, in order to be closer He, I even went to the same university as him... but he can chase you because of a bet, but never know that I like him."
It turns out that the two of them have known each other since childhood, no wonder he appeared here today, maybe his family and the businessman are still friends.
"After sending the video to you, he quickly guessed that it was me, and was very angry, and he has ignored me since then." Yin Nuo sighed softly, his eyes reddened, "I finally, even None of his friends can do it."
There is no reason for feelings like this, especially when it comes to Shang Muxiao. If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it. Even if there is no me, there will be the next one, the next one, just jealousy can get jealous.
"I didn't blame you, you don't need to apologize." I put the drink glass on the table and planned to go into the room to find the bathroom.
I thought Yin Nuo had nothing to say, but he stopped me and revealed another truth that I didn't know.
"Actually... the bet will soon be voided. Ah Xiao himself said that he would not play, and Zhou Yanyi asked him to invite him to a meal, and he never mentioned it again. Later, he gradually walked with you, and we all thought he wanted to play again. That's why I advise you not to take it too seriously... But slowly, I found that it was not a play. He may not have noticed it himself, but I know, I know..." He lowered his head in shame. Nodding, "He is sincere to you."
"..." This time I was a little confused.
There is still a reversal of what has been done on the verge of death.