inexhaustible

Chapter 10 Invisible, sticky, and sinister

"It's here, the food is delicious, and the bed is very comfortable." Saying this, Shang Muxiao rang the doorbell.

By now I had guessed that he was going to stay overnight at a farmhouse, but I still found it ridiculous.

"I never said I wanted to live here." I never knew I wanted to live here.

Shang Muxiao didn't take it seriously: "Don't stop, you have to clean up the wound, right? After driving back for two hours like this, by the time you get to Qingwan, your blood will be drained."

Just hearing his words, those who didn't know thought I had hurt the main artery.

"This little wound won't bleed dry..."

He suddenly laughed and interrupted me: "Has anyone ever said that you are too serious?"

have.And when they say that, it's usually a turnaround to tell me to shut up.

I fell silent and said no more.

"Who is it so late..." The old man in a blue shirt came to open the door, and when he saw Shang Muxiao, he was stunned, and when he saw me again, he was even more surprised, "Did this... fall?" He asked It's obvious that I don't have enough confidence.

"I called before to book a room." Shang Muxiao didn't answer, and pushed me into the small courtyard, "Please help me check in quickly, we are all tired."

The small courtyard is an authentic Chinese-style farmyard. There are several round tables in the lobby, and an L-shaped counter is at the door.

The old man closed the courtyard door and walked slowly into the house.

"It turned out to be you. I thought you weren't coming." He turned into the counter and slapped a key from underneath. "Go straight and turn right into the third room."

Shang Muxiao pushed me all the way to find the room, and when I saw two beds, I let out a sigh of relief.

"Wait, I'm going to ask the boss for something." Shang Muxiao put me down and went out again. After about 5 minutes, he came back with a first aid kit in his hand.

He opened the box and took out cotton swabs and hydrogen peroxide to clean my wound.

"I'll just do it myself..." I went to grab his cotton swab, but he avoided it and didn't speak, but he already showed with his actions that this is not something I can decide.

I'm really tired, not only physically, but also mentally.Shang Muxiao is really good at it, even looking at a star can make me exhausted.

I smiled at him, made a "please" gesture, and gave up my autonomy over my wound.

"When I fell when I was a child, my parents would only let me endure it. Only my sister would treat my wound. But she was a bit clumsy and always made me hurt. When I grow up, I will learn to treat the wound by myself." His movements It is very gentle, and it hardly makes me feel too much pain. It really is a skillful technique.

"You love your sister very much."

Shang Muxiao's hand paused, the cotton swab didn't control the strength well, it poked into the flesh, causing sharp pain.I subconsciously wanted to withdraw my hand, but Shang Muxiao grabbed my wrist even harder and pulled it back in front of me.

This time, he was more careful in his movements. Wherever the cotton swab passed, he would feel a cool breath blowing.

"Because she is my only jewel." He lowered his face, and I could only faintly see his lips curled up, "I am not as rich as the professor, who has so many jewels. I only have one, Of course it will be cherished."

What he said, even a man with a heart of steel would feel sore when he heard it.Thinking of the environment in which he grew up, whether his parents didn't love him or not, he suddenly understood his crazy behavior just now - it was a subconscious competition for "attention" developed since childhood.

wrong……

I wake up.Why should I make excuses for him?Since he can use bitter tactics against Shang Yunrou, he can also use it against me.Going crazy and acting pitiful, to win my sympathy, is like treating a wound, maybe it is also his forte.

Putting aside the little bit of sadness, I hit him directly and said, "The form of expression you cherish is to force her to break up with her boyfriend?"

Shang Muxiao didn't think there was anything wrong with his approach at all, and his tone was quite righteous, with his own set of theories: "They are not from the same world, and they will not be happy together. That man has a low education, no money, and has been divorced. , with a daughter. My sister is rich and educated, young, beautiful and in good shape, and deserves the best man in the world."

The more he talked, the more disgusted he became, which made me feel guilty.With a clear cough, I asked, "What's your father's attitude? Does he object too?"

"He doesn't care about our life or death at all." Shang Muxiao threw away the cotton swab and wrapped gauze on my hand, "He's still living in a dream."

As for Shang Lu, he didn't say anything more, and it's hard for me to ask more.But it can be seen that their relationship is not very good.

After wrapping my hands, Shang Muxiao took out another cotton swab from the first aid kit, half knelt down, and naturally wanted to roll my trouser legs.

I was stunned for two seconds before I realized that he was going to treat the wound on my leg, so I quickly grabbed his arm and stopped him in panic.

"Wait. I can do the legs myself, as long as I do it myself."

Ever since the car accident, I don't like people touching my legs.Except for the physical therapist, these legs are just like Miss Gu Shi's three-inch golden lotus, which is difficult for others to see.

Shang Muxiao took a deep look at me, straightened up, and threw the cotton swab back into the box.

"I'm going to take a shower first. Don't sneak away by yourself, after all..." He raised his right hand and showed me what was on his index finger, "I have the car keys."

When I fumbled in my pocket, I only found my mobile phone. I don't know when he stole the car keys.

How could there be such a person...

Until Shang Muxiao entered the bathroom and I was the only one left in the room, I was still in a state of extreme shock.

The subject is driven by "motivation" and presents will through action.In other words, everything has a motive, and there is no unmotivated behavior in this world.

Shang Muxiao should also have motives in doing things, but his motives are really unpredictable.As long as it is about him, nothing turns out to be what I expected.

Before, I thought he was not as approachable as Shang Lu, and seemed difficult to get close to, but now that I think about it, maybe "difficult to get close to" is not how he feels. "Difficult to get close" is just my intuition telling me that I should stay away from him, we are not the same way.

Compared with Shang Yunrou and Yang Haiyang, we are the real people of two worlds.

There is no sensation in the legs, and it is very convenient to handle it by yourself.I cleaned the wound roughly and put gauze on it, and Shang Muxiao hadn't finished taking a shower yet.

Putting his coat on one of the beds, I steered the wheelchair towards the balcony door.I noticed just now that there is still a door in the house. I thought it was a balcony, but when I opened it, I found it was a yard.

The yard is surrounded by flowers and plants to form a natural barrier. There is not much decoration, only a table and two chairs are placed under the porch.

The moon is very round tonight. I looked at the moon in the yard for a while, and heard a noise behind me. When I went back to the house, Shang Muxiao had already taken a shower and came out.

He only wore a bath towel around his lower body, his upper body was exposed, exposing his strong muscles, and his hair was still dripping.

If you look carefully, there are still injuries on his body, and there are varying degrees of bruises on his ribs and waist.This is Yang Haiyang's deadly move, and he shows no mercy.

"Do you want to take a shower?" He wiped his hair and said, "I can help you."

I turned back and closed the door, ignoring his proposal.

"When will the car keys be returned to me?"

He lay down on the bed and started playing with his phone.

"Tomorrow," he said.

Does this mean you have to stay overnight?

I resisted the urge to sigh, out of sight and out of mind, and controlled the wheelchair to go to the bathroom.

This is just an ordinary farmhouse, all facilities are given priority to ordinary people, and there are no special facilities for the disabled.This means that whether it is going to the toilet or taking a shower, it will be extremely difficult for me.

Fortunately, it was only one night, and it should be over after overcoming it.I don't even know why, but at this moment, I suddenly had a few optimistic thoughts.As it turned out later, this may also be a protective mechanism of the brain - to appease my heart that was about to collapse.

After simply scrubbing his body, when he left the bathroom, the lights in the room had already dimmed.Shang Muxiao's bed was silent, the quilt was lumpy, only a little part of black hair was exposed on the top, and he seemed to be asleep.

Fortunately fell asleep.

The wheelchair rolled on the carpet without making too much noise.Paying attention not to wake the other party up, I parked the wheelchair to the side of the bed, one side was close to the edge of the bed, and then propped up the bed sideways and rolled up sideways in a somewhat awkward posture.When I finally leaned against the head of the bed with the strength of my arms, I was panting uncontrollably.

Looking at the injured palm, there was a little blood on the surface of the snow-white gauze, which was made when he was on the bed just now.

This is why I have to wait for Shang Muxiao to fall asleep.No matter how well I pretend to be, when this happens, I will still turn back into that useless piece of trash who can't do anything.It's too ugly.

Being crippled is already fatal, and a cripple with only one hand is really fatal.

With a wry smile, he covered his body with a quilt, and then glanced at Shang Muxiao's direction. He was still in the original posture, and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

I didn't sleep well. First, I wasn't used to being in a strange environment, and second... I started dreaming again.

"Beijiao, I have something to tell you when I come back from this trip." With a gentle smile on his lips, Lu Feiheng touched my head and said, "I've thought about it for a long time, and I think I should tell you."

I don't really like people touching my hair, so I avoided it, and said puzzled, "Can't you say something now?"

"No. It is still a secret and cannot be unlocked."

I was too young at that time to get more information from his complex eyes and words and actions, just a strange hunch that what he had to say was important, very important.

"It's mysterious." He refused to say, so I stopped asking, thinking that I would know the answer in five days, but I didn't want us to be separated the next day.

What is his secret?What is he trying to say to me?These problems used to haunt me as a nightmare.Later, as I grew older, slowly, from hesitation to disbelief and then to conviction, one day I suddenly realized that I had missed a young and frivolous love.

Lu Feiheng, Jingshen, and Xu Wei were my roommates in college.I treat Lu Feiheng no differently than I treat the other two, I never thought he would like me.But looking back, many details are already very obvious.Even Jingshen and Xu Wei, I suspect that they have already seen the clues, so they suggested that everyone go to the ancient town together to create opportunities for Lu Feiheng and me.

As a result, the opportunity was not created, and everyone suffered a serious car accident first.

Due to the sudden lane change of the vehicle in front, the vehicle lost control and hit the high-speed isolation guardrail after careful avoidance.

Xu Wei and I were thrown out of the car. I was lucky and survived, but Xu Wei was unlucky. When he fell out, he landed on the back of his head and died before the ambulance arrived.The other two, sitting in the front row, were stuck in the severely deformed car, and they were engulfed in raging fire before the fire truck even arrived.

For a long time, I could hear them both screaming after I fell asleep.

I was in so much pain that I told my mother about it, but she said it was just my hallucination.When the fire caught fire, both of them had been seriously injured, and their consciousness was blurred, and it was impossible to scream.

She is such a person, she has always been cold, hard, without any warmth.

My dream was very messy. One moment I was still talking to Lu Feiheng, the next moment I was sitting in the car, and the next moment, the moment the car lost control and hit the fence, I woke up suddenly, and I fell under the bed.

I was still a little dazed, I was not very sober while holding my forehead, and I was full of doubts, why did I still fall off the guardrail?And why is it so soft under my body? When was the carpet laid at home?

"Hey, are you okay?"

It wasn't until Shang Muxiao's voice sounded that I gradually came back to my senses, remembering that I was outside, in a farmhouse named "Liushui Renjia".

"It's okay..." The lights above my head suddenly turned on, and I raised my hands uncomfortably to cover my eyes.

There was a rustling sound from Shang Muxiao's end, and after a while, he jumped out of the bed, wearing only a pair of jeans that hadn't been buttoned yet.

I was still a little dazed, just stared at him blankly, forgetting to even refuse.

He carried me to the bed including the quilt, and I sat for a while, and he used this time to put on the T-shirt.

"It's seven o'clock, are you hungry?" He glanced at his phone and asked.

I shook my head. After recovering, the sense of hunger was not obvious, but another kind of physical desire gradually emerged, full of sense of existence.

"I'm a little hungry. I'll see if the boss has prepared breakfast..."

He turned around to leave, I felt that desire getting stronger and stronger, if I endured it, it might not look good, so I grabbed his hem.

"Can you...carry me to the bathroom first?"

I don't need to ask him for help in other things, but for this matter, if I rely on myself, I will probably pee my pants when I move to the toilet.

Shang Muxiao didn't respond, and I didn't go to see him, and I was still feeling annoyed at my disappointment for a while.

I could feel his eyes wandering over me.But just as I couldn't be sure of his motives for what he did, I couldn't be sure of the motives for this look.

It just feels like a spider silk that suddenly covers your face, invisible, sticky, and sinister.

After a long while, he suddenly moved: "You need to go to the toilet, you should have said it earlier." He bent down, picked me up horizontally again neatly, and went to the bathroom.

I lowered my face, my whole body wanted to evaporate on the spot, and I couldn't look directly at him at all.

When I came to the bathroom, Shang Muxiao put me on the ground, supported my arm with one hand, and wrapped my waist with the other, supporting me to stand up.

This pose makes me feel bad.But it's time like this, to be honest, I can't get better in any posture.

"Okay, let's pee." Shang Muxiao's voice was close to my ears, with a teasing smile, all his breath fell on my neck, which made my skin crawl uncontrollably.