I feel a sense of fatigue now, not because of physical exhaustion, but purely because I consciously can't play with their young people, because of mental exhaustion.
"Could it be that Shang Muxiao told you to say that?"
Don't blame me for thinking too much, I was really afraid of the rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years. I was impulsive in the matter of Shang Muxiao, and I learned a lesson and fell to the ground. Now I have to be careful.
Yin Nuo was stunned when he heard the words, and quickly reacted: "Do you suspect that A Xiao and I colluded to deceive you?"
I was silent, without denying.
Yin Nuo seemed to have suffered some kind of humiliation, and said angrily: "Then you should think I didn't say it, I wish you two broke up!" After speaking, he turned away angrily, so fast that I didn't even have time to stop him.
Staring at the back of him walking away, I was in a mixed mood. I was half vigilant, thinking he was untrustworthy, and half was just around the corner, clamoring for him not to come.
But no matter whether he is telling the truth or not, whether Shang Muxiao's bet lasted a day or a month, whether he has any real affection for me, now that the breakup is a foregone conclusion, all the entanglements seem to be meaningless.
If you miss it, you miss it, like the yellow flowers of tomorrow, the moon cakes after the Mid-Autumn Festival, everything has its best shelf life, especially love.
Besides, my problem with Shang Muxiao is not only this one...
After unraveling, I wanted to take a tour of the house, walk around, and feel the historical charm, so I traveled all the way with crutches to the third floor.
There are many old photos of people related to this room hanging on the wall, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, businessmen and writers, everything.
"When are you going to make a fuss?" Going to the end of the corridor, you opened the door and there was a small balcony. Once you got there, you could hear the conversation in the next room.
The window of that room is just a little bit on the edge of the balcony, just pull the heavy white gauze, the speaker may be closer to the window, so the hearing is very clear.
Whether intentional or not, eavesdropping on other people's speech is always bad. I turned to leave when I heard another voice.
"I didn't make trouble."
I stopped. It is Shang Muxiao.
The first voice just felt familiar, but now that I think about it, it should be Shang Yunrou.
It's also a bad fate, why do I always stray into the conversation between their sister and brother
"You didn't make trouble with your attitude towards me? From childhood to adulthood, you have always been able to do what your sister asked you to do. You have never let me worry about it. Why are you so confused about this?"
After this delay, I heard more.
Shang Yunrou didn't say exactly what it was, but I had a weird intuition and suspected that it might have something to do with me.
"You didn't worry about it because I didn't want you to worry about it, so I strived to do my best in everything. I tried my best to please you, to please my father, I just wanted you to look at me more. But I don't want to please now. , I don't care if you are happy or not, let alone." Shang Muxiao said coldly, "If you want to get married, you can get married, if he wants to go crazy, he will go crazy, and you don't care about my affairs."
Shang Yun Rou was obviously angry: "Beida is so good? Is it worth you to be angry with me like this?"
When I heard my name, my eyelids twitched, and I let out a lighter breath.
Shang Muxiao was quiet, and then sarcastically said: "North mustard? Do you think I'm for him? What's so great about him? He broke up after breaking up. Anyway, it's just for fun, do I really care?"
Looking down at the stone balcony guardrail in front of him, thinking that Yin Nuo's words are really unbelievable. Fortunately, I didn't fall for him, otherwise I would die without a whole corpse.
I don't want to listen anymore, I turn around and open the door to leave.
On the other end, Shang Yunrou continued to ask, "What is that for?"
Shang Muxiao's voice changed with his position, from far to near: "I'm fed up with your control over me. I don't want to be obedient anymore!"
I feel bad when I hear the movement. Sure enough, as soon as I walked out of the balcony, the door on the other side suddenly opened wide, and Shang Muxiao and I bumped into each other.
When I was arrested, I was embarrassed. He glared at me like a ghost. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but there was no sound for a long time. He finally stared at me for a while, pursed his lips, closed the door and walked away without saying a word.
He fell behind him not far, not too close, and went back downstairs. As soon as he approached the lawn, he felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. Everyone looked at the dance floor with strange expressions.
I looked at it and understood immediately.
There were a lot of dancers on the field, men and women, and the most eye-catching ones were Shang Lu and the girl. The two people's gestures are intimate, ignoring the eyes of others, and it can't be more obvious.
Yang Haiyang stood on the sidelines with a glass of wine, and when I walked over, he whispered in horror, "Fuck, what's going on?"
Are you sick.
Looking at Shang Lu, who was completely mad on the field, I suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Shang Yunrou, and there were two such inconvenient bastards, one big and one small.
"Dancing." I smiled and changed the subject bluntly, "By the way, where are you going on your honeymoon?"
Yang Haiyang didn't really want to discuss with me behind his back the peach-colored gossip about his father-in-law.
While chatting, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I stopped talking and looked over. Fang Qinian slowly approached and came to me.
He asked in a disguised, somewhat soft female voice, "Can you dance?"
I can feel Yang Haiyang's shocked gaze, he may have begun to wonder if he is too old-fashioned and doesn't understand human interaction in high society.
Even though Fang Qinian was essentially a man, in the eyes of outsiders, he was still Shang Lu's wife, so I should not accept his invitation to dance.
But he asked me to dance, obviously not really asking me to dance, but to fight with Shang Lu in the arena and say goodbye to each other. It would be too embarrassing for me to reject him in public.
After all, he also had a relationship with me, and he was barely half a friend. It was just dancing, not diving into the sea, there was nothing wrong with it.
"Yeah." I nodded, handed the crutch to Yang Haiyang for safekeeping, and stretched out my hand to Fang Qinian, "But it's slower."
A smile appeared on Fang Qinian's face: "Okay."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Qinian and I entered the dance floor.
In order to dance such a dance with Shang Muxiao, I wanted to stand up even for ten seconds, but I didn't want to stand up for real, but I became a stranger to him.
Now dancing this dance with Fang Qinian, it can be regarded as half of the wish of "dance a dance", which makes up for a little regret.
"Have you both broken up?" Fang Qinian stopped camouflaging his voice and asked in a clear male voice during the gentle dance steps.
He knew everything about me and Shang Muxiao, and he had nothing to hide, so he nodded "um".
"He deserves it." Fang Qinian said with relief.
We danced slower than others, often off the beaten track, and it didn't look like dancing, but more like body wiggling aimlessly.
Shang Lu skipped a song with others. At this time, he was no longer on the dance floor. In the constantly changing field of vision, he and Song Wancheng could be seen talking under a tent not far away.
When he saw us, he couldn't tell if he was angry or not, and he had no expression on his face, but he looked this way for an extraordinarily long time.
"During the New Year, after he sent you back, he had another quarrel with Shang Yunrou. He was locked up, and his mobile phone was confiscated. Do you know that?"
I came back to my senses, heard Fang Qinian say this, and recalled that Shang Muxiao did not reply to my message or call for a period of those two days, and lost contact for more than 40 hours. to his phone.
I thought about all kinds of possibilities, but I didn't think that he was locked up.
"You don't know." Fang Qinian knew the answer through my expression, and added, "You can't even imagine what he did. In order to get out, he smashed the mirror with his hands and smashed the blood-stained tissue from the crack of the door. She put it out and said she had cut her wrists. Sister Wang was afraid that he would be in bad shape, so she didn't dare to lock him up again. She was so frightened that she almost called an ambulance for the New Year."
It turns out that his hand injury came from this...
"Hey!" Fang Qinian exclaimed bitterly, "Professor Bei, you stepped on my foot."
I was embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I can't feel it."
Fang Qinian smiled and said, "You are out of your mind, so your dance steps are also out of order."
I readjusted my pace and said, "Why did you tell me this?"
"Everyone in the business is crazy. Even if you stay with them for a long time, you will be assimilated. You are a good person, I don't want you to go into the tiger's mouth. If you leave, don't come back."
Don't come back when you leave... I chewed on this sentence carefully, and came back and forth to taste it, and I came out with some tragic emotions.
"What about you? Don't you want to go?" I asked.
"Do you think I should go?"
"You can go when you're tired."
"I'm not tired." Fang Qinian's answer was expected, but his ambition really surprised me.
"Mr. Shang doesn't like men, but there is no emotional entanglement. My relationship with him is really weak. I know that sooner or later I will be abandoned by him, so I deliberately designed him to sleep with me and become a real 'husband and wife' with him. Do you think that no one more like Mrs. Shang has appeared over the years? They all wanted to climb on his bed, but I just kicked them off."
The eyes with delicate eyeliner looked at me through the mesh, and they became very sharp for a moment, but they collapsed again in the blink of an eye, and returned to the same as before, as if everything was just my illusion.
"What I finally got, no one wants to take it away." He raised his red lips and smiled a little charmingly.
Those who are close to the vermilion are red and those who are close to the ink are black, and those who can become a family with a lunatic must not be simple things.
Holding Fang Qinian and turning half a circle, he suddenly met Shang Muxiao who was not far away.
Holding a whisky glass in his hand, he looked at me blankly, not knowing how much he had drank, his eyes were a little straight.
We just kept staring at each other, neither of us looking away, until the end of the song.
When he turned around, he disappeared again.
After that, Shang Yunrou went downstairs after changing her clothes, and the dance floor was emptied for her to dance with Yang Haiyang, the absolute protagonists of today.
Yang Youling originally played with other children in the children's area, but was held by her grandmother to watch Yang Haiyang and the others dance, and she wanted to dance even when they were arguing. I promised her that I would dance with her in the next song, but after the next song, I danced another song, and danced like this all afternoon.
The little girl danced one song after another, twisting her waist and hips on the dance floor, dancing in a decent manner. If she was awarded the prize, she would definitely be the queen of today's dance.
I jumped to the point where she ran out of power and was sweating profusely. I was close to the limit. After handing her over to Yang Haiyang, I quickly escaped with urine.
Everything in the bungalow maintains the old appearance, and the toilet is also a family layout of toilet, sink and bathtub, not as spacious as the public toilet.
The party was crowded, and the two restrooms on the first floor were full, so I had to go to the second floor to try to find a restroom that I could use.
Unscrewing a closed door, there is an old atmosphere in the room. There are many photos and letters in the room, which seems to be a small exhibition room.
It looks like there are no restrooms...
I turned around to leave, and was frightened by the tall figure that suddenly appeared behind me, took two steps back unconsciously, and almost fell down.
The other party grabbed my arm and took me into his arms, the smell of alcohol on his body was so strong that it was hard to breathe.
"Beida, I'm uncomfortable..." Shang Muxiao hugged me like an octopus and said in a hoarse voice.