inexhaustible

Chapter 19 Everyone Should Restrain

This championship trophy, which is like a sculpture of ice, means a lot to him, but to me it is at best... a paperweight.

This is his glory, his youth.I like stars, but what I like are the stars in the night sky, which are out of reach and cannot be captured by me.It's not such an exaggerated and dazzling decoration embedded in the base...

I shouldn't.

"Do you want it?"

Shang Muxiao bent down because he wanted to show me the star on the pedestal. His face was so close to me that I could even smell the tobacco in his hair without any effort.

It may be because of the competition, but today he didn't wear a stud on his right ear, and the tiny mole was particularly eye-catching, dangling in front of my eyes, shaking my mind even more than the diamond stars on the base.

My fingertips curled up slightly, and I raised the corners of my lips stiffly at him: "Thank you, I've put my heart into it."

His expression softened all of a sudden, with a little complacency in his smile: "I knew you would like it."

Then you are amazing, I didn't even know I would like it.

Shang Muxiao and I had a great chat about tonight's game. When the six-eyed demon god overturned, there was no fear on his face, only excitement.He loves the sport and the adrenaline rush of walking on the tightrope.

Thinking of the night he took me to watch the stars in the mountains, he jumped onto the narrow viewing platform regardless of the danger. It seems incomprehensible to me, but in his opinion, this may be a very normal pursuit of "stimulation".

"Why are you still dawdling here, aren't you going to drink?" The box door was pushed open again, Zhou Yanyi swaggered in, his yellow hair was particularly eye-catching.

He saw Yin Nuo at the bar for the first time, smiled and snatched the wine glass in his hand, drank the sparkling wine in one gulp, and then looked towards the French windows.

"Pfft!" Then he sprayed the wine out of his mouth in shock.

He was coughing, his face was flushed, Yin Nuo hurriedly handed him a tissue, and he took it and covered his mouth, bending over and coughing so hard that he couldn't stop.

"You are so dirty." It was clear that the distance was still far away, but Shang Muxiao seemed to have been touched by the foam sprayed by the other party, stepped back a few steps, and swept his clothes in disgust.

Zhou Yanyi coughed and looked here, at Shang Muxiao for a while, and at me for a while.

Finally stopped coughing, he hesitated to speak to Shang Muxiao: "You..."

The content omitted later really gives rise to a lot of imagination.

I was about to tell him that we have nothing, but found that he didn't look at me at all, but just looked at Shang Muxiao with a speechless and surprised expression.

"real or fake?"

The combination of me and Shang Muxiao seems to him to be more incredible than the end of the world.

Just now, Shang Muxiao was in a bright mood like a sunny day in spring, but now facing his friend's questioning, he seemed to be a different person, with a cold and impatient tone.

"To shut up."

Zhou Yanyi raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he zipped his mouth.

"Okay, don't you want to celebrate? I booked a place early in the morning, let's go now, I haven't had dinner yet..." Yin Nuo stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Is it the one from last time? Let's order now, and I'll eat it right away, I'm hungry too." Zhou Yanyi hooked his shoulders and walked out, his head went straight to his phone, "Order this meat, I like tender meat No...not spicy, I don't like spicy...and no mutton..."

Yin Nuo directly threw the phone to him: "You are so annoying, you can order it yourself."

The door closed slowly, and only Shang Muxiao and I were left in the room.

He swept away the gloom before, and his tone became light again, and asked: "Do you want to go together?"

I looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock.

"No, it's too late, I have class tomorrow." And it's too strange.

Accepting his trophy is already very strange, and going to a celebration banquet with him and his friends, I don't think it's appropriate without thinking about it.

"Is eleven o'clock late?" He walked towards the door, although he said so, he didn't mean to force me, "Forget it, then go back and rest."

He opened the door and resisted it with his body, like a dedicated doorman in a five-star hotel, making a "please" gesture to me.

I thanked him in a low voice and left the box.

He sent me downstairs, I saw that he was wearing a racing suit, and I thought he would have to change, so I told him to leave me alone.

"It's so dark." He glanced at the dark environment outside and said, "I'll take you to the car."

The racing track was built in the countryside, very remote.Except for the towering searchlights on the square that are still working at this point, there are almost no other light sources.The black is a bit darker, but it's not too dark to be invisible.

The parking lot is at least 500 meters away from the exit. It doesn’t take much time for my wheelchair to speed up. Walking with him has to take care of his speed, at least 10 minutes.

"No need, Yin Nuo and the others are still waiting for you, I'll just find a car myself."

Shang Muxiao didn't even look at me, put his hands in his pockets, and walked outside.As long as he makes up his mind, he doesn't seem to need anyone's approval to do anything.

I stared at his back, really irritable, seeing him walking further and further away, I had no choice but to stop him.

"left."

Hearing this, he paused, retreated as if nothing had happened, and walked to the right again.

Walking slowly one after the other.The night is already cold, and the suburbs are sparsely populated, which makes it a bit cooler, and talking now is white.

"Are you drinking?" Shang Muxiao asked.

"drink."

"Do you drink well?"

"good."

I'm surprisingly good at metabolizing alcohol and haven't been drunk yet.One year I went to a different place to participate in a seminar, and organized a dinner after the meeting. The professors from another school disliked some of us who came from Qingwan University because the school ranked below us every year. Drink one drink at a time.

The dean of the department, Dong Li, used to be my teacher, and I was his favorite student. He always protected me very much, and refused to let me drink at first, which made me almost vomit.Later, I really couldn't see it, so I directly competed with that professor one-on-one, and finally succeeded in drinking him to the table, winning a big victory.Since then, rumors have spread in the school that I am not drunk after a thousand cups.

"I can't see it." Shang Muxiao tilted his head and looked back, "I thought you were the kind of person who was extremely restrained and didn't drink at all."

"'Restraint' means knowing where your limit is and being able to stop in time, not restraining your desires."

His eyes wandered on my face for a moment, then looked back to the front: "So you will still restrain yourself."

"Everyone should exercise restraint."

"I don't like it, I hate restraining myself." In the night, his voice was extremely low, but it was not unheard, "Whatever I want, I must get it. The limit is there, but I won't Stop it. I'm going to run through it and pass it."

Not everyone has the courage to challenge the limit, and not everyone dares to indulge their desires.When Shang Muxiao said "I want to rush over and surpass it", if I was just a little envious of him before, then from this moment on, I started to envy him.

Jealous of his recklessness, jealous of his arrogance, jealous of his dazzling, fresh life that serves instinct infinitely.

I clearly know that I can't be like him, and jealousy or envy can't change my established outlook on life, but it doesn't prevent me from thinking that he... shines.

This is probably the young man.Rubbing the hard edges of the trophy in my arms with my fingertips, I thought to myself somewhat self-deprecatingly, if reminiscing about my youth is a sign of aging, then I might be prematurely aging.

Shang Muxiao escorted me to the car and put the trophy in the passenger seat for me.He stood on the side of the road watching me silently as I drove away.

After driving a certain distance and looking in the rearview mirror, he was still standing in the same position.

When I got home, I searched around but couldn't find a suitable place, so I had no choice but to put the paperweight that Shang Muxiao gave me...the trophy on the bookshelf to accompany my collection of books.

Before going to bed, I clicked on the mobile phone software and found the work chat group in our department. After hesitating for a while, I still typed a line and sent it out.

I found that Bergson's intuitive concept may be right, that instinct is naturally superior to reason.

As soon as these words came out, the quiet work group exploded in an instant.

Socrates Down Dog: ? ? ?North brother? ?Brother Bei, if you are kidnapped, just blink!

Descartes is always black: Congratulations on turning from the dark to the bright. The concept of traditional rationalism is inherently flawed, and a high degree of objectivity does not exist.

Descartes Wannianhei: Wait, Beijiao?Are you a northern mustard? ? ?Are you crazy? ?Aren't you and Director Dong staunch supporters of rationalism?

Qing Wan Aristotle: ... disciple! !If you don't show up for ten thousand years, will you give me such a big surprise when you show up?

Anti-rational Pioneer: Director, you are the last only seedling of the rational school in Tsingwan University.

Socrates Down Dog: Spot wax.

Qingwan Aristotle: Weeping! !

I ignored the discussions in the group, and directly quit the software and turned off the lights and went to sleep with peace of mind.

Early the next morning, I turned on my phone again and found a lot of messages.There was the recent situation of the puppy sent by Dr. He from the pet hospital, there was also Yu Xixi who carefully knocked on me and asked me what happened, and... once a month, my mother asked me to go home for dinner.

Looking at the content of the last chat, he still told me to go home for dinner.On the same day last month, not a single word is wrong, it's almost like she set an alarm clock specially, reminding herself once a month, so that she remembers to call my eldest son home for dinner, so as not to appear that they are too indifferent .

Staring at the few words that had become cold because of mechanical rigidity, wanting to refuse, sat on the bed for 10 minutes, but still only uttered the word "um".There are no different responses from last month, previous month, and every month of previous years.

Before going out, his eyes were suddenly shaken.

Maybe because of the closeness to the window, the sun shines in and falls on the trophy in the bookcase. Both the trophy body and the diamond on the base are shining brightly, and its presence cannot be weakened through the glass.

Too dazzling.

After thinking about it, I went back to the house, took the trophy off the shelf, and locked it in a drawer.

I clicked on the work group and found that it was impossible to undo yesterday's speech, so I had to edit and send it again.

Calm down, I feel rational again.

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