inexhaustible

Chapter 40 Stupid and Naive

The light is dim, and the camera flashes by, zooming from high to low.

Shang Muxiao and Zhou Yanyi appeared on the screen, with a huge projection cloth behind them, and not far away, young men and women gathered together with microphones in twos and threes. Judging from the decoration, this should be a ktv.

"He wants to rule you out?" Zhou Yanyi took a sip of whiskey, his face full of astonishment, "Beijiao doesn't look like that kind of person?"

"Then do I look like a liar?" Shang Muxiao twirled the ice ball in the cup, his eyes were heavy, it seemed that just mentioning this matter made him lose his appetite.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but it's unfounded. Beijiao looks asexual. I'm shocked when you say he likes women, let alone men, like you."

Shang Muxiao raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with me?"

Zhou Yanyi looked him up and down: "You are too easy to mess with hahaha."

The camera shakes, as if the photographer couldn't help laughing.

Shang Muxiao rolled his eyes, put down the cup in his hand, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out of it, bent down to get the lighter on the coffee table and lit it.

With a "pop", the red flame twisted twice, and soon disappeared again.

The white smoke slowly drifted away, and the camera zoomed in at this moment, taking a close-up of Shang Muxiao's chiseled profile.

Shang Muxiao took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. During the period, he glanced this way, facing the camera, but quickly looked away, without saying a word to the photographer.

"Then let's make a bet?" Holding a cigarette between his fingertips, he turned to look at Zhou Yanyi.

The camera zoomed out a little bit, and included Zhou Yanyi again.

"What's the bet?" Zhou Yanyi asked, putting down the wine glass from his lips.

Shang Muxiao thought for a while, and said, "Bet whether he likes me or not."

Zhou Yanyi couldn't laugh or cry: "Why, you have to sacrifice your appearance to let him sneak? All right, if you can catch Beijiao, I'll say whatever you want."

When Shang Muxiao heard this, his shoulder blades trembled slightly, as if he thought it was funny.

"It's not easy to chase him? Look at him, he must be very lacking in love. Just give him some warmth and sunshine, and he will obediently come to my palm."

His face was no longer facing the camera, and it was impossible to know his expression when he said this, but from the sound, he was quite sure, as if he had already won.

Zhou Yanyi shook his head and said, "Don't talk too hard."

Shang Muxiao didn't take it seriously: "What are you betting on?"

"Just bet..."

The video ends abruptly here, and the screen plunges into darkness.

I held the phone in my hand for 2 minutes before slowly putting it down.

It turns out that liking is also fake.

Thinking about it now, when he suddenly approached me and pursued me, it was weird in every way.

My mind was even more chaotic, and I held my forehead, trying to sort it out.

It all started with that misunderstanding.I wanted to give him a chance not to fail, so I asked him to come to the office, but he thought I was going to cheat on him, and the two broke up.After the support group goodbye, his attitude began to change.

Could it be that since then, he has been figuring out how to get me into his palm obediently?

Lack of love... So that's how he sees me.

Then after chasing me, why do you continue to be with me?He has already won, whether it is against me or Zhou Yanyi, he can take off his disguise from then on and laugh at my overreaching with a victorious attitude.

Why don't you break up, why do you want me to sink deeper?

I tried my best to recall, and thought about everything that happened after we were together, and suddenly remembered the quarrel not long after we agreed to date.The week-long cold war caused by Yang Haiyang.

Yep, we should have ended there.

No matter how you think about it, that is already the "end".But he suddenly changed his mind and came to apologize with a gift.

If he was with me not because of "like", then it is impossible for him to reconcile with me because he is reluctant to give up on me...

I thought he was too young, too young to know how to handle his emotions well and manage a relationship.But what if he never thought of running a business?Because I don't like it, I don't cherish it.My existence is just a means for him to stimulate his family.Or even worse, it can be used to take revenge on Yang Haiyang and me...

While thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly, and I came back to my senses suddenly, seeing that the caller was Director Dong, I pressed my mind and stretched out my hand to answer the call.

"Hey……"

"Hello? Beijiao, happy new year." Director Dong's voice sounded a little out of breath, as if recovering from a serious illness, "That's it, I have something to trouble you..."

It turned out that last night on New Year's Eve, their family was dining out, and they didn't know which dishes were not fresh. Eight of the ten relatives on the table had diarrhea, and he himself suffered from vomiting and diarrhea. He was diagnosed with acute gastroenteritis. The hospital hangs water to spend.

Unfortunately, on the day of the third day of junior high school, he had to rush to other provinces early in the morning to attend a philosophy lecture.The itinerary was set early in the morning, and it was really unethical to release pigeons from the organizers. They may not be able to find a guest to save the event during the Chinese New Year.After much deliberation, Director Dong wanted to ask me for help to attend the lecture for him.

"I've asked the organizers. It's okay to change people. They're even more happy to change you. After all, you rarely attend lectures in other provinces. It's up to you now. If you're not free, I'll ask someone else."

It’s just to attend lectures, I’m alone, and it’s no different during the New Year than in normal times. Besides, Director Dong has treated me well these years, and he will always help if he can.

"Available." I said, "You can ask the organizer to contact me, I can go."

Director Dong was overjoyed and kept thanking me.

"By the way, I heard something wrong with your voice. Do you have a cold? If it's serious, don't go. I'll find someone..."

I rubbed my throat and said, "No, maybe I just came back from outside and drank the cold wind. I'm fine."

Director Dong did not doubt that he was there, and after finishing his business, he began to tell me not to overcrowd during the Chinese New Year, to pay attention to my health, and not to go to the hospital during the Chinese New Year like him.The nagging is a bit nagging, but I know he cares about me, so I listened patiently and let him recuperate.

After hanging up the phone, there was no sound in the house, and the silence returned to the audible silence of a needle drop.

The snow outside was still falling, so huge and so silent.The cold gradually occupied every corner, piercing into the human body, scraping the bones, as if even the blood was about to freeze.

Coming to the window, I looked downstairs.The streets are sparsely populated and there are not many cars. The whole world seems to slow down.

The snowflakes were blown by the wind in flakes and danced in the air, like slow motion.

What a nice view.

The all-white world is palpitatingly beautiful.

Pull open the window and put your hands outside.In the cold wind, snowflakes fell on the palm of the hand, before they felt the coolness, they turned into a puddle of miserable snow.

I stared at my palm for a long time.Until the five fingers gradually became numb, the melted snow water slid down the palm lines little by little, toward the gravity of the earth, and hit the ground.

Tighten your fingers, trying to hold something, but it only speeds up the melting of the snow, making you have less.

The more you struggle, the more you have nothing.

The nails dug deep into the palm, causing tingling pain, and I clenched my fist until the whole hand trembled slightly from too much force.

I closed my eyes and finally had to recognize the reality. I stopped fighting and let go of my five fingers, letting the last trace of snow dissipate with the wind.

I lied.

I lied to Director Dong that I was fine.

But how can I be fine...

Half an hour ago, I was still hesitating whether to "keep going" or "stop here", and I was still telling myself that even if it was difficult, as long as he really liked me, I would give it a try.I'm so... so ridiculous.

Shang Muxiao coaxed me to have a sweet dream, making me feel that everything is getting better.Now I wake up and find that nothing has changed.

He is right, as long as you give me a little warmth and sunshine, I will succumb to the illusion called "love" he created for me, obediently reveal my heart to him, and give myself everything easily.

I was so stupid and naive as to really think that someone... could love a cripple like me.

In the end, my heartbeat, my sinking, and all my compromises were just an expected victory in his eyes.

Little by little, enduring the pain, I opened the scabbed wound and showed him my sincerity.I thought he would be happy, but he doesn't need it at all, and maybe he hates it.Seeing me working so hard, he didn't know how to laugh at me as a fool behind my back, laugh at how easily I was confused by him, and how easily I surrendered my sincerity.

Maybe I did catch a cold, I had a headache and a sore throat, like sleepwalking, wrapped up in the quilt, sleeping and waking up, I didn’t feel hungry even if I didn’t eat.

"Among us, Beijiao is the best at cheating." Jing Shen was reading a book on the upper bunk, and suddenly said something.

Lu Feiheng was playing a computer game, and said with a smile: "He even believes that Yui Hatano is your fiancee, what do you think?"

I raised my head from the paper and defended myself: "I said it all, it was because Jingshen showed me a photo and said the girl in it was his wife, so I thought it was someone he really knew ..."

"I know it, why don't I know it?" Jing Shen shouted, "She is my wife!"

Xu Wei came out of the bathroom, holding a plate of fruit in his hand, wandered over to each bed, and stuffed a handful of crispy dates into each of them.

"If you know a fart, you know how to bully Xiaojie." Xu Wei is the oldest among us, and always regards himself as an older brother, "Is Xiaojie easy to deceive? No, he is just kind. He doesn't know that there are some people in this world You don’t need a reason to lie.” He patted my head while talking.

"It doesn't matter, we will be here in the future. My eyes are poisonous, let me tell you, with us covering them, no one can try to lie to us Xiaojie!"

As Jing Shen spoke with confidence, Lu Feiheng flew up a date pit and hit him right in the forehead.

"You keep lying to him, you still say it, you still say it!"

"Lu Feiheng, do you have the quality, don't lose it..."

I looked at them, my heart was full of regret, and I couldn't explain why I was so reluctant.

Just a little longer, let me stay in this moment a little longer...

Unfortunately, even if it is my own dream, it is not up to me to decide.

My eyes were clouded, I blinked, woke up from the darkness, raised my hand to wipe my face, and touched cold tears.

Liars are all liars.

There are too many liars in this world.

It's only four o'clock in the morning, but I can't sleep.I went into the bathroom and washed my face with cold water. When I looked in the mirror, I was a little frightened by my terrible appearance.

Her hair was curled up randomly, her eye sockets were red and swollen, her face was pale, her lips were dry and cracked... Most importantly, her eyes were devoid of expression, like a walking dead.

The porridge was cooked in the rice cooker, I hurriedly took a shower and changed clothes, took care of myself a little, and after washing up, the porridge was ready.

After two bowls of hot porridge, the portrait seemed to come alive a little.

The mobile phone in the living room is fully charged, and there are several missed calls and many unread text messages.

After looking through, there are group text messages from colleagues, promotional advertisements from merchants, and... from Shang Muxiao.

why don't you answer my phone?

Are you still mad at me?

What do you want from me so that you will not be angry?

Maybe I was annoyed that I was so ungrateful and difficult to coax.The last message was sent at eleven o'clock last night, and he didn't send any more text messages or call after that.

I ignored him, deleted the text message, and looked at the next one, only to find that it was from Shang Yunrou.

She asked me to meet at a cafe in the city center at two o'clock in the afternoon.

It's time to come.