Shang Yunrou was very surprised: "You know my brother? Although I knew you were a teacher at Qingwan University before, my brother is from the finance department. The school is so big, I thought you wouldn't know it."
She is really Shang Muxiao's sister...
This incredible coincidence just left me speechless. Yes, the school is so big, why would I have something to do with Shang Muxiao? I myself would like to know.
I looked at Shang Yun's delicate and refined facial features, and once again sighed at the magic of genes.
She doesn't really look like Shang Lu, her outline and eyebrows don't look alike, but she is somewhat similar to Shang Muxiao. Thinking about it, it's because Shang Muxiao resembles both his father and his mother, while Shang Yunrou only resembles his mother.
In this way, the mother of the sister and brother is also an earth-shattering beauty.
"I teach philosophy at school, and your brother came to take my elective," I said.
Shang Yunrou understood.
"So that's the way it is. Don't you know that Mu Xiao is good at school? I'm ten years apart from him. When we were young, our mother...was not in good health, and my father was busy with work. I always took care of my younger brother more, and before I knew it, I had some problems. I spoil him too much." Obviously, the elder sister also knows how bad-tempered Shang Muxiao is, and when he talks about this younger brother, he looks worried, "He often does things out of proportion now, which gives me a lot of headaches."
Thinking of what Shang Muxiao said when she participated in the mutual aid group before, I think that in her headache list, there should also be a younger brother who cannot accept her boyfriend.
"I don't have much contact with him. If you want to know his performance in school, I can ask the professor of finance for you."
Shang Yunrou hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, no, I just asked casually, you don't have to take it seriously."
He glanced at Yang Haiyang, who was a little grinning but not smiling. Ever since he mentioned Shang Muxiao, he has always had this expression, sitting on the side without interrupting. From what I know about him, if it wasn't for Shang Yunrou's presence, he would probably have spit out bitterness with me and severely criticized the nasty son of a bitch Shang Muxiao.
I didn't mention the psychological support group. First, I don't want Shang Yunrou to think that I have any psychological problems as soon as they meet. Second, today's protagonists are Shang Yunrou and Yang Haiyang after all. Too suitable.
The waiters served the dishes one after another, and no longer discussing Shang Muxiao at the table, but instead started to talk about some light and interesting topics.
Shang Yunrou and her younger brother, apart from their similar appearance, have completely different personalities. Born from the same parents, I don't know how there is such a big difference.
Speaking of her acquaintance with Yang Haiyang, Shang Yunrou is simply full of witty words, her humor is proportionate, her gentleness is witty, and the plot is even more fascinating.
"The other day when I was driving home, I suddenly saw a child crying on the side of the road. I stopped and asked him why he was crying. He said he couldn't find his mother. At this time, Haiyang and Lingling happened to pass by and knew that In such a situation, take the little boy with me to the police station to report the case." Shang Yunrou said as she looked at her boyfriend beside her, her eyes full of tenderness, "Sometimes it's really a matter of eyesight, I see When I first saw Lingling, I thought how cute this child is."
I was a little surprised that the object of Shang Yunrou's love at first sight was not Yang Haiyang, but his daughter Yang Youling.
However, although that little girl is only five years old, because of her sweet mouth and her very sensible and well-behaved personality, I have never seen an adult who doesn't like her. She is the little girl I have ever met who is most likely to take over the world through her beauty.
"Originally, one mustard was enough for me, but now I add another of you. You can't beat him, and he can't scold him, so children are easily spoiled." Yang Haiyang shook his head unbearably.
I stared at him coldly: "As a father, you have to be more patient with her. Besides, she is so good, what would she do to deserve your beating and scolding?"
Shang Yunrou raised the water glass to me, and finally found the appearance of the organization.
"Too much agree. Lingling is so good, how could Lingling make a mistake? It must be Dad who is wrong."
I raised my glass to meet her, and instantly the two of them determined their position and formed a "Lingling Alliance" to jointly resist Yang Haiyang's hegemony over our Linglings.
"So, you started dating because of Lingling?"
As soon as I reminded, Shang Yunrou remembered that she was only halfway through what she just said, and continued: "No, it's because my heel is broken."
The three sent the little boy to the police station, and after confirming that the parents were on their way, they planned to leave. Unfortunately, Shang Yunrou's high heels got stuck on the manhole cover and broke when she walked out of the police station.
"Actually, it's not a particularly high heel. It's easy to say that the whole is broken, but only half of it is broken, and the other half is connected to the sole of the shoe. It's inseparable, which makes me very embarrassed."
And at this extremely embarrassing time, Yang Haiyang found that he came over. He first asked Shang Yunrou if she was injured, and then squatted down to check her shoes. Between repairing the high-heeled shoes, she also gave Shang Yunrou her big slippers for a while, while she stood barefoot on the pebbled ground.
Yang Haiyang has always been warm-hearted, this is indeed what she will do. Except for the time of the divorce, I didn't see why he was depressed. If I am an extreme pessimist, then Yang Haiyang is my opposite, synonymous with optimism and positivity.
"At that moment, I thought he was so handsome, but because Lingling called him dad, I thought he wasn't single, and I thought... Sure enough, all the good men got married."
Yang Haiyang repaired her shoes—breaking both heels—and in return she drove the father and daughter home by car.
Chatting all the way, when she learned that Yang Haiyang was a single father, she decisively asked him for his contact information when he got out of the car.
I just wondered how Yang Haiyang would suddenly change his mind about being single. It turned out that this was still a drama of a woman chasing a man.
"No one can refuse her." Yang Haiyang sighed, "I thought about resisting, but it didn't work at all."
Could this be the magic power flowing in the bones of their merchants? The most primitive, the ability to drive desire. As long as they hook their fingers, even if they know they shouldn't, there will still be a large number of people who will rush forward without hesitation.
After the meal, Shang Yunrou drove and drove me home with Yang Haiyang.
When getting off the car, Yang Haiyang asked his girlfriend to wait in the car, and got out of the car and pushed me to the elevator.
"Shang Muxiao, don't have too much contact with him, he is different from his sister, he is a neurotic."
I thought he was coming over to say something, but it turned out to be to remind me to stay away from Shang Muxiao.
"It's just a child, and it scares you."
"No, he's really a lunatic!" Yang Haiyang glanced carefully at Shang Yunrou's direction, obviously it couldn't have traveled that far, so he lowered his voice and said, "Do you know what kind of bird the owl is?"
"owl?"
"It's an owl, but it was also called a 'mother-eating bird' in ancient times, which means a bird that eats its mother. I don't know the details, but as soon as Shang Muxiao was born, his mother suffered from postpartum depression. It is said that the original She is also a very promising female painter, but she was completely unable to create because of depression, and because she was unable to create, she was even more depressed, so she suffered for five years and finally committed suicide."
I was stunned, I didn't expect such a secret.
At the beginning, Yu Xixi said that Shang Lu's wife died of illness. I thought it was a sudden illness like cancer, but it was depression.
"Who took his name?" I asked.
"Mom." Yang Haiyang said, "The relationship between the two siblings and their father is quite unfamiliar, but Yunrou is better, and there is still communication. The boy Shang Muxiao and his father are basically enemies. There was a lot of trouble on the fifth day. It seems that Dad Shang also felt that his wife's death was all the fault of his younger son, and he even said things like 'If only you were not born' in front of him." At the end, his expression changed. It's a bit complicated. "It can only be said that parents really have to pay a lot of responsibility for the development of bad characters."
"No wonder he is so reliant on his sister." Shang Yunrou may not only be his sister to him, but also his father and mother, his whole family.
"Isn't it?" Yang Haiyang's face just showed some pity, and when he heard the words, it was fleeting and turned into full of disgust, "Hu Yunrou is the same as the old hen and child care, and said that if I pester Yunrou again, He just broke my leg. It's not like I haven't fought, sir, who is afraid of who, who will break his leg by then."
This is not bad. Yang Haiyang was a well-known fighting king in junior high school. He often clashed with gangsters outside the school. He came to class with blue and purple injuries on his face. He was the number one problem student in the eyes of the teacher.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived.
I controlled the wheelchair to enter the elevator, turned around and told him: "They are siblings after all, don't make it difficult for Miss Shang, and don't have a head-on conflict with Shang Muxiao."
Yang Haiyang scratched his nose and mumbled vaguely, not knowing if he heard it.
On Sunday's psychological support group activity day, there was no sign of Shang Muxiao at the scene. He came reluctantly for the first time, and it was estimated that he would only participate in response to his sister. If you don't come this time, you won't be here in the future.
"How's the week going?"
I looked away from the calm amber tea soup and looked at Sister Liao who was questioning.
"Fine," I said. "My car is finally fixed."
After two weeks of repairs, it is now almost like new. I didn't know how much I missed it until I sat on it again.
In the new week, Shang Mu Xiao disappeared. He didn't show up for electives or show up unsolicited in my office again.
In less than a month, just a week, he was tired of betting with me. At first, I thought so.
As a result, on Friday, another elective class, just as he suddenly disappeared, he suddenly appeared again. The position was changed to the last row, with a black mask on his face, and he was slouching on the table throughout the class. The two students with him, sitting in the front row, would look back at him from time to time, and he didn't respond.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and everyone left the classroom one after another. I packed up the lecture notes on the stage, and when I looked up, I found Shang Muxiao was in front of me.
He stood there, just looking at me and not speaking.
"Then let's go first." One of Shang Muxiao's two classmates, a more delicate-looking boy nodded at me, glanced at the unresponsive Shang Muxiao, and then met another yellow-haired man waiting at the door. The boys left together.
Because of Shang Muxiao's relationship, I also paid special attention to Yu Xixi's name last time. I knew that the more delicate boy was Yin Nuo, and the one with yellow hair was called Zhou Yanyi. Like Shang Muxiao, they are all finance students.
"Why do you want to see them?" Shang Muxiao's voice was muffled in his mask, showing some resentment and some danger, "I'm standing in front of you, you don't look at me, but look at them?"
I retracted my gaze, put the lecture notes upright, and saw Yu Xixi staring at this side in horror from a distance, silently pointing at Shang Muxiao, as if not sure what the situation was.
I shook my head slightly at her and motioned her to leave first. Yu Xixi was even more shocked. Although he was hesitant to say anything and didn't know what I was doing, he still walked out of the classroom three by one.
Only Shang Muxiao and I were left, and finally we were able to calm down and coax the children.
"You're wearing a mask, what do I think?" I found a bruise on the corner of his eye that wasn't covered by the mask, I frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"
He reached out and tore off the mask, and I noticed that his knuckles were also bruised.
"I was beaten." He was extremely aggrieved, and he leaned in front of me and let me take a closer look, "Look, the corners of his mouth are broken."
He took my hand and pulled to touch his wound.
"Who hit it?"
For some reason, I always have a bad hunch.
"My sister's boyfriend."
My fingers touched the corners of his eyes, I trembled, he hissed, his eyes instantly sharpened, and when he met my gaze, he quickly softened.
That boy Yang Haiyang didn't take my words to heart at all. Even if you beat him, he still slaps his face.