inexhaustible

Chapter 56 How Can You Dance With Others

He was obviously drunk, and he was still very drunk, talking drunken words in my ear back and forth.

"I must be sick, I'm dying..."

"I'm so sick... I have a headache..."

"It's so noisy here..."

He hugged me so tightly that I couldn't break free and could only stand there awkwardly.

It’s been a long time since I called back, and he frowned dissatisfiedly, his eyes were full of accusations, like a kid who couldn’t get candy on Halloween—he didn’t know what he did wrong, he only knew that everyone should Give candy, this is his right.

"You might just...drink too much." Resisting the urge to sigh, I tried to find the source of his symptoms.

"That's not it!" He tightened his arms suddenly and got closer to my body, "Don't you understand me when I say I'm sick?"

He suddenly became irritable, like a beast that has been injured and cannot be effectively appeased, and is gradually going berserk.

The battery block of the exoskeleton at the waist was just against the spine, and when he strangled it, his flesh was poked through the thin shirt, which was very uncomfortable.

"Understood. You are sick and very uncomfortable." I broke his arm with the hand that was not held by him, but did not move.

"Then why don't you take me to see a doctor?" He breathed out alcohol, his cheeks flushed.

Knowing that reasoning with a drunk man is unreasonable, I stopped treating him as a sane adult.

"You're holding me, how can I walk? Let go, I'll take you to the doctor." I coaxed him to let me go.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, and felt that my words made sense, so he gradually let go of his arms.

It is now sunset, and the light outside has gradually dimmed.The bungalow is surrounded by greenery, and the room on the north side has poor lighting, so it is even more ambiguous at this moment.

The smell of wine mixed with the stale smell of the paper, forming a unique smell, not bad, but not bad, just...unsuitable.

Just like me and himself.Everything he brought to my life without waves in Gujing is indeed fresh and exciting, like a jar of strong wine, choking in the throat and full of stamina.But we are not compatible, not only Shang Yunrou would think so, anyone with eyes would think so.

He and I are two completely different people, from personality to preferences, we are incompatible, and it is difficult for us to blend in.

"Okay, you can go now." Shang Muxiao took my hand and interlocked my fingers.

I had a headache, stared at the two hands that seemed to be stuck together, and couldn't help but want to sigh again.

How can I get out like this?

"I have something to do and I need to leave for a while, you...you let go first, can I come to you later?" I said in a negotiating tone, "Then we will go to the doctor."

"Can't I follow?" He hesitated, looking uneasy.

If this stalemate continues, I don't need to find a toilet, just find another pair of pants.

This little bastard wished to stay as far away from me as possible when he was clearly sober, why did he follow me wherever he went when he was drunk?Could it be that you mistook me for your own nanny?

"I'll be back soon, just wait here." I continued to coax him.

He looked at me suspiciously and unbelievingly: "You must come back to me?"

"Yeah." At this time, I naturally couldn't deny it, "I will definitely come back."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you here." He let go of my hand a little bit, reluctantly, "Don't forget."

Even though he was tall and powerful, his eyes revealed a kind of innocence and ignorance that belonged to children.Drunkenness made him more uncertain and purer.

It's good for me, it's easy for me to get out.

He stood directly facing the door, didn't catch up again, just followed me with his eyes until I left the room and gently closed the door from the outside.

I eventually found an empty restroom on the second floor.After untying my hands, I walked back and stopped for a while when I passed the exhibition room again.

He closed the doorknob and stared at the motionless door panel for a long time.Many images flashed through my mind, accompanied by sound effects, for a while Shang Muxiao sneered and said nothing, and for a while it was Yin Nuo's groundless bystander.

Shang Muxiao is sincere to me, but he may not even know it himself.The phrase itself is comical.Am I supposed to be honored by his unknowing sincerity?

Breaking up is breaking up. Some people can still be friends after breaking up, but Shang Muxiao and I can't.I have no reason to pamper him any longer.

He said that my personality needs to be changed, otherwise it will be easy for people with bad intentions to gain ground—then change it from this moment.

Withdrawing my hand, I turned and left, heading downstairs.

The meal at noon is more like a cocktail party, and it will be more formal in the evening. There are long tables and seats in the tent, and name tags are placed on each plate for guests to sit.

When the last ray of sunlight sinks to the horizon, warm-colored string lights are lit above the lawn, and bright lights are lit inside and outside the bungalows, making the whole building look like a dream, as if you are really in a fairy tale castle.

Yang Youling sat with me during the meal, her grandma was busy greeting the guests, she couldn't take care of her, she was basically not in the seat, so I had to take care of her for the whole meal.

Fortunately, the little girl eats well, so she doesn't need to worry about it.

The male and female tables are divided into four different white tents. They may be afraid of the wind at night, so all four sides of the tents are sealed now, and the situation of the other tents can only be vaguely seen through the transparent false windows. Can't see clearly.

It is, of course, impossible to identify someone definitely from it.

I don't know how many times I forced myself to withdraw my gaze from the false window, closed my eyes, and drank several sips of clear water in the cup to suppress the irritability in my heart.

Shang Muxiao was drunk, not demented, how could he stand there for an hour?If he can't wait for me, he will leave naturally. At this time, he may have sobered up and is eating at the lady's banquet, or he is pestering another person to continue playing drunk.

In the second half of the meal, when dessert was served, Yang Haiyang and Shang Yunrou came over to toast.

When he greeted me, Shang Yunrou had no flaws on her face, with a decent and gentle smile, as if she didn't remember the bad things about me and Shang Muxiao at all.

After paying respects, she naturally moved to the next person, and Yang Haiyang also wanted to go there. I held him back and said in a low voice, "My exoskeleton has only fourteen hours of battery power. I have to leave later. You can find someone else to take it with you." Lingling."

"Got it, Cinderella." Yang Haiyang joked, "I'll let Xiaoya take care of Lingling."

Xiaoya is one of his cousins, and she is sitting at my table.

"Lingling, godfather is going home, you and father will go find Cousin Xiaoya." He patted Yang Youling on the head and said.

Looking up from the sweet soup, Yang Youling still had something in his mouth, and said goodbye to me vaguely.

"Oh, Xiaojie, see you in debt!"

Yang Haiyang took his daughter by the hand and turned to leave, but was held back by me again.

"What's the matter?" I grabbed him, but I didn't speak, which made him very confused.

Hey, if only I could know what's wrong with me.

"...Have you seen Shang Muxiao?"

"Shang Muxiao? No, I'm also wondering, I haven't seen you all night." Yang Haiyang looked back at Shang Yunrou's direction, and said, "I asked Yunrou, and she said don't worry about it. Maybe the kid left by himself Alright."

I let go, a little dazed.

Yang Haiyang didn't walk away immediately, and asked: "What do you ask him for? Do you need to find him?"

I nodded: "It's not a big deal."

"Then look for him when your school sees him." Yang Haiyang didn't take it seriously when he heard that it wasn't a big deal, so he led Yang Youling away.

From the lawn to the parking lot, you must pass the bungalow.

My legs seemed to have their own consciousness, and they stopped moving as soon as I reached the door. I froze for a moment, then turned around and walked inside.

The exoskeleton guided the legs, stepping on the soft carpet without making any sound.

The corridor was lit with wall lights, and everyone was dining outside, making it extremely quiet inside.

Hold the doorknob and gently push open the door of the exhibition room. There is no light in the room, only the moonlight outside the window.

Seeing that Shang Muxiao was not there, I thought he had left, but just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, something moved in the corner.

I pushed the door wider to let in the light from outside.

Shang Muxiao hugged his knees and sat in the corner by the window. When he heard the movement, he raised his head and looked over. Seeing that it was me, he blinked and smiled slowly.

"I thought you weren't coming back." The moonlight shattered in his eyes, making his smile look a bit sad.

These are your illusions.You just have too many illusions about him, and you get deeper and deeper.

"Are you sober?" I stood at the door and didn't go in. "Get up when you wake up."

His smile dissipated little by little, he looked at me for a moment, raised his head, pressed the back of his head against the wall, and said weakly: "I feel uncomfortable, I can't stand up."

This is his trick again, don't fall for it.He always knows how to soften your heart.

It seemed as if a century had passed, but in fact it was only about ten seconds. Seeing that he was not moving, I slowly approached him.

The door behind him lost its support and gradually closed, leaving only a palm-sized gap.

The thin light on the ground was like a carpet of light, leading me to him.

"Get up." I walked up to him and held out my hand to him.

He looked up at me, held my hand, and instead of getting up, pulled me down.

You see, that's the way he is, and he's always been like that.

I was unstable, and I staggered and fell to the ground. As soon as I turned over, he pressed up and put his hands on my side, changing from a looking up position to being looked up by me.

"What's so great about you? Break up as soon as we break up, I don't care." He lowered his eyelids, and his tone was a little numb. He couldn't tell whether he was sober or not, and how much he woke up again.

"Well, it's not rare..."

I also planned to use the old method to coax him, but this time it didn't work, he didn't seem to hear me at all, he was only immersed in his own world.

"I don't care at all!" He stared and said fiercely, "I don't care who you are with or how you are doing! If you don't want me, will no one want me?"

To say that he was drunk was quite logical, but to say that he was not drunk was by no means his style when he was sober, nor was it what he would say when he was sober.

"But how can you be so unfeeling? You sold my telescope, took back all the ones that were given to me, and wanted to take the dog away..." As he spoke, his ruthlessness faded, and he appeared a little dazed, " I have nothing left, and you don't even like me."

This is really unreasonable.

I raised my hand to touch his cheek: "Okay..."

The skin is hot, and the slight redness on the cheeks just now has spread to the eyes.I wiped the corners of his eyes with my fingertips, but he didn't notice it, and just continued his condemnation.

"How can you like someone else?"

Eyes are also red...

"How can you dance with someone else?"

His voice was trembling, and when he said the last word, a tear fell from his eyes, hitting my lips, bitter and salty.