After Shang Muxiao dropped out of school, he didn't have nothing to do, but quickly threw himself into the team's daily training.
During the day when I go to class, he goes to practice and sometimes comes home later than me.
It was also through Shang Muxiao's explanation that I learned that professional motorcycle teams also have "youth training camps". Young children have been trained in the youth academy since childhood, thinking day and night about how to achieve better results, how to set the fastest lap times, and finally become the team's officially signed team members, only very few.
He has not participated in the youth training camp, and was directly invited by the team manager to join the team. It is an airborne. It is impossible for other people in the team to have no criticism. Therefore, he also needs to work harder than others to maintain a better state. Convince the crowd with strength.
"This is a person with a dream." Shang Muxiao picked up a pack of freshly opened tissue paper on the coffee table and shook its full belly.
"This is the person who can realize his dream." He gently pulled out the tissue at the front, and intuitively demonstrated what "tens of thousands of people crossing the single-plank bridge" mean.
After reconciliation, because he lived close by, he brought his dog to eat almost every day. After eating, I will sit on the sofa for a while, chat, and then get up and go back when it is late enough.
Staring at the pack of tissues, I couldn't help thinking of something from my childhood.
"I also went to the youth training camp, the youth training camp of Qingwan University."
Qingwan University has a summer camp for middle school students every summer. Students who sign up for the summer camp need to pre-select the subjects they are interested in, and then participate in the activities and inspections organized by the school. At the end of the summer camp, the top three students in the summer camp will be exempted from the self-enrollment preliminary examination and directly enter the re-examination examination. At the beginning, I participated in the philosophy summer camp, was rated as an excellent student, and was finally admitted to Qingwan University, which was exempted from the preliminary examination and interview.
"Why did you choose philosophy?" Shang Muxiao patiently listened to me and asked.
An unknown variety show was playing on the TV, and the voice was very soft, acting as a background sound.
The temperature in May is just right, neither too cold nor too hot. It is very suitable to drink a little fresh and refreshing semi-sweet white before going to bed.
I raised my wine glass, took a sip of the wine with the scent of plums and green apples, recalled it for a while, and explained, "Because... the registration fee for the Philosophy Summer Camp is the cheapest."
Shang Muxiao was teasing the dog with a tissue, but when he heard the words, his face was stunned, but the egg yolk swooped in at the right moment, biting the tissue, shaking his head and tearing it to pieces. After he was finished, he looked at Shang Muxiao happily, with an excited "haha" sound in his mouth, as if to say, "Anything else? I want to play!"
Shang Muxiao licked its dog's head, licked both of its ears back, revealing a round and full head, and then pulled a tissue over its head. The puppy's tail immediately swung like a whirlwind, chasing the tissue and spinning around on the sofa.
"I also attended a summer camp when I was young, but it was an equestrian summer camp. At that time, my sister hoped that I could make more friends through the summer camp, but not only did I not make friends, but I became the most annoying kid in the summer camp." Shang Mu Xiao Xiao no longer cared about the egg yolk, leaned his body on my shoulder, looked at the TV screen in front of him and said slowly, "I think they are childish and ridiculous, they think I am moody, and no one looks down on anyone. I only went to that summer camp once. I've never been there again, and all the equestrian... I was taught by my sister herself."
It must not have been a pleasant memory.
I patted his head with my backhand and comforted: "It's okay, even if you don't go to summer camp, your equestrian skills are very good."
"I knew you thought I was amazing, and you kept looking at me that day." He laughed, and after a while, his voice gradually became lower, "If you keep learning, maybe I will be really great. Unfortunately... I My favorite horse died. Then I became hooked on motorcycles, which ran faster and more exciting than horses, and didn’t die.”
He didn't say much about the horse's death. If it weren't for the mention of Mr. Li from the racecourse before, it would be hard for me to know what a sad story it was from his brief sentence. It even directly changed his preferences.
Shang Muxiao sees that everything he does depends on his own pleasure, and he often makes his teeth itch with hatred. He looks like a spoiled eldest young master, but in fact, after a long time, he will find that he is just using a tough appearance to pretend that he likes to be coquettish and coquettish. Sensitive nature.
It is often said that "three years old see old age", character development in childhood is very important to life when you grow up. With a good and solid foundation, a skyscraper leading to happiness can be built on top of it. If the foundation is too poor, and enough attention cannot be paid to reinforce it in time, even if the building is built, as long as there is a little mistake, it will inevitably collapse in the end.
That's why it is said that an unfortunate childhood takes a lifetime to heal.
Shang Muxiao lacked love when he was a child, and there was only one Shang Yunrou by his side, so he just held on to each other tightly, and only had each other in his eyes. He couldn't see others and didn't need them. Seizing Shang Yunrou's clear source of "love" is the most urgent and most important thing to keep telling him, so even if other people show him kindness or admiration, he will have bad contacts and won't want to follow orders All received.
Should I say that he and I will be together, is it also a good time and place? If it wasn't for Shang Yunrou's love for Yang Haiyang, which made him lose his only "special" object and made him eager to find a gem to fill the vacancy, I might be just like Yin Nuo, even if there is an intersection, it is nothing in his eyes. It's unremarkable glass.
In this way, Yin Nuo's unwillingness is easy to understand. From his point of view, maybe he was just stunned and didn't understand Shang Muxiao's emotional needs. As a result, he let me "take advantage of the emptiness" and missed the only and last chance. Think about vomiting blood.
But this is the case with everything in the world, luck cannot be seen or touched, but it accounts for a huge proportion. He was unlucky, insisting on one thing for so long, but there was no good ending. Shang Muxiao and I were lucky, so after going through so many ups and downs, we were able to watch TV together on the sofa as we are now.
I just hope that there will be no more storms in the future, and that you will be safe and sound.
However, there are no strong winds and waves, and complete calm is unlikely.
On the way to work this day, I received a call from Lu Yue—Papa Lu passed away.
When I saw that the caller was her, I was mentally prepared, and it was not too surprising, but after hanging up the phone, I still pulled the car to the side of the road and calmed down for a long time.
When he got home, Shang Muxiao had brought his dog to the door and was playing games. He has more and more things at home these days, not to mention his clothes and trousers. He also installed his game console two days ago, saying that my side has a large projection cloth and it is more fun to play.
I said hello to him when I entered the door, and then headed into the kitchen to cook.
The rice has already been cooked in the rice cooker - this is the only thing Shang Muxiao can do, as long as he cooks two more dishes.
"What's wrong with you?" Shang Muxiao's voice suddenly sounded behind him while cutting the loofah.
I stopped the knife and turned my head in confusion. He leaned against the kitchen door and looked at me with frown. Seeing that I didn't speak, he quickly walked towards me.
"Who made you angry?" he asked, holding out a hand to hold my face, observing my expression.
Sometimes he is really keen, not only in terms of seeing people, but also in observing words and expressions.
Somehow, the emotions that should have calmed down could no longer be suppressed after he asked this way.
I let go of the knife, I hugged him tightly, put my face on his shoulder, closed my eyes and said, "My roommate's father has passed away."
He was shocked when he heard the words, but he didn't make a sound for a long time, just let me hold him.
"I'll read your books when you're not here these days." He raised his hand and pressed it lightly on my back, in an indescribably clumsy gesture of reassurance, "Seeing Schopenhauer say, In the face of irreparable things, we should all do our best, listen to the destiny, and tell ourselves... everything that happens is bound to happen, unavoidable."
This is typical fate theory.
"You're actually interested in philosophy?" I leaned on him and snuggled up to him. I couldn't say that I had completely recovered, but I also received a lot of comfort.
"Because I want to know more about your world," he said, hugging me tighter.
We hugged in the kitchen for a long time, and after making sure my emotions were stable, Shang Muxiao released me.
In the end, he didn't let me continue to cook, but ordered the usual takeout. At night, I stayed with the egg yolk for the night because I was afraid of my wild thoughts, and didn't leave.