inexhaustible

Chapter 57 Only this sentence is false

He really knows how to deal with me.As soon as he acted like a baby, his rationality disappeared; he pretended to be pitiful, and all principles were crumbling; now that he shed a tear, my heart can no longer be hardened.

"Why are you crying?" I held his side face and wiped away the remaining tears in his eyes, "I'm still crying when I'm an adult."

He turned a deaf ear to my words, stared at my lips, and carefully touched the corners of my lips with his fingertips—there were still his wet tears remaining there.

Holding the slightly wet fingertips in front of his eyes, he seemed a little in disbelief, he couldn't believe that this weak substance was produced in his body.

"I cried..." He looked even more shocked than me, "I cried for you?"

His tone seemed to be that I was the bastard who didn't take feelings seriously and bet on other people's feelings. Shedding a tear for me was a blasphemy against love.

"Then I didn't cry, I didn't see anything." I quickly changed my words.

I don't know which sentence I said wrong, he moved his eyes from his fingers to my face, swung my hand away, and in an instant the spikes all over his body stood up again.

"You liar! Are you completely exposed now? You don't care about me at all, and you don't care about me!" With red eyes, the more he said, the more he hated, "The kindness to me is all fake, you lied to me. You like me Dad, how can you like him?"

It's so hard to coax...

I raised my hand, wanting to touch him, but afraid that he would resist, so I had to give up after hesitating, and lay down obediently on the ground.

"I don't like your father that way..." I tried to clarify the difference between star chasing and secret love with him.

"You just like him!" But Shang Muxiao didn't listen to me at all, "You still want to dance with him!"

Where did he get the idea that I want to dance with Shang Lu?Why should I dance with Shang Lu?

If he could find some grounds for misunderstandings in his many false speculations about me before, then this matter is too inexplicable.

"None of you want me...I hate you..." I hated you, but my body bent down even more and kissed my lips.

Alcohol magnified all emotions, making him feel wronged to the extreme at one moment, and at the same time making him hate to the extreme at another.

The two emotions tugged at him, and finally merged into one, all turned into dissatisfaction with me.

"I hate you..." He rubbed against my lips, a gentle temptation for a while, and a rough bite for a while.

The smell of whiskey came through my saliva, aggressive, stabbing at the sane part of my brain, paralyzing it, banishing it...

I raised my hand again, not caring whether he would open it, and grabbed his arm, blindly grabbing his clothes with my fingertips.

As the body temperature gradually rose, Shang Muxiao's movements began to get out of control, deeper and more excited.

It was as if someone had poured a ton of spirits into his head, and it was also as if it had been stuffed with cotton. He was kissing so hard that he couldn't part it, and the corner of his eyes was suddenly dazzled by the light outside the door.

Thanks to this light, I suddenly woke up, regained the sovereignty of my body from the hands of instinct, and lifted Shang Muxiao from my body with force.

Unprepared, he fell to the side, his expression blank for a few seconds before he realized what was going on.

"I forgot, you don't like me touching you..." he murmured.

I sat up and ignored him.There was a tingling pain in his lower lip, as if he had been bitten through, and a few buttons of his shirt were unknowingly torn.

"Only this sentence is false." I bowed my head and said while buttoning up the button, "I have never lied to you about the others."

His other end was quiet, there was no response, and there was no movement.

If I didn't see him sitting upright out of the corner of my eye, I would have wondered if he fell asleep in an instant.

After a long time, he spat out three words: "I don't believe it."

I froze my hands and looked at him coldly: "Aisin..."

"Unless you dance with me too." He finished speaking extremely fast, stood up unsteadily from the ground, and stretched out his hand towards me, "I want to dance with you."

The paranoia of the drunk is confusing.

I looked at him, but didn't agree immediately: "Then you have to be obedient after the dance?"

He smiled, and suddenly became obedient: "Okay."

Holding his hand and standing up with strength, the night sky outside the house was suddenly lit up by huge fireworks.

Blossoming fireworks with gorgeous colors and different shapes, like some kind of plant specially born for the night, with a moment of blooming, in exchange for the rare enthusiasm and vitality in the quiet and quiet night.

Shang Muxiao and I embraced each other, swaying our bodies gently in the dark room amidst the sound of setting off drums.

Shang Muxiao hugged me too tightly, this is not a dance at all, it is even worse than the dance with Fang Qinian.And my exoskeleton is running out of power, I really shouldn't be dancing leisurely like this...

However, the drunken kiss, the fireworks outside the house, the distant human voice, the dark room with only each other... the one who danced with me was the only motivation for me to try to stand up.In this situation, how can I not continue this dance for a longer time?

I know, I know, what to do and what not to do.But if everything goes as expected, people will not always regard "everything goes well" as the greatest blessing.

Rationality chatters and rattles.

But just like the human voices in the distance, they all became the background sound of my dance with Shang Muxiao.

I don't know how long it took, the fireworks were over, and the night sky became quiet again, leaving only a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, and I stopped walking accordingly.

"Is it alright?" I patted Shang Muxiao's broad shoulders, signaling him to relax.

He pretended to be dead for a while, until I called him by name and name with emphasis, he was unwilling to straighten up, and took his arm away from me.

"The dance is over, can I go?" I looked at the time, and if I didn't hurry up, I would lose my battery halfway.

"Yeah." After dancing, he felt much better, "Let's go back together."

He lives in the building opposite me, so it's okay to go back together, it's just...

"Do you have to walk like this?" Walking out of the exhibition room, I couldn't help but turn around and ask.

Shang Muxiao walked behind me, pinching the corner of my hem with his fingers, and looked at me with an innocent face when he heard this, he looked more like a preschooler than Yang Youling.

He didn't speak, lowered his eyes, pinched the hem of my clothes tighter, and told me with practical actions - yes, he had to go like this.

I had no choice but to speed up my pace and go downstairs, walking out quietly through the back door of the bungalow, all the way frightened, but fortunately I didn't meet too many people, some of them told me to avoid them from far away.

There is a winding path leading directly to the parking lot at the back door, with dense greenery on both sides.There is a century-old banyan tree that covers the sky and the sun. After wars and generations of house owners, it is still full of vigor and luxuriant branches.

As he got closer, he saw a man and a woman under the banyan tree, kissing so hard that they couldn't part each other.One of the woman's legs hooked the man's thigh, and she was pressed against the tree by the man. The man held her leg, and his palm almost reached into the bottom of the skirt.

The man is tall and covers the woman quite tightly, but the sporadically exposed clothes make me feel very familiar.

Fang Qinian seems to be wearing this color today, it's quite bright...

"Why are you staring at them?" Shang Muxiao suddenly came up behind him and whispered in my ear.

I came back to my senses and saw that his brows and eyes were gloomy again. I was afraid of alarming the two suspected Shang Lu and Fang Qinian, so I hurriedly took his hand and left.After arriving at the parking lot and completely away from the deadly banyan tree, he let go of him again.

Let Shang Muxiao get in the car, he will get in the car obediently, and if he is told not to move, he will do as well.

During the four or ten minutes of the return journey, he spent at least half of the time looking at me, and then he might not be able to hold on anymore, so he fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair.

Driving the car into the community, I saw that he was breathing slowly and didn't intend to wake up at all, so I simply turned off the engine, lowered the windows, and waited silently.

There is no one in the garage. Occasionally, a car passes by, and the sound will be particularly loud when it passes the speed bump.

I was about to close the window when Shang Muxiao moved beside me and woke up.

"Are you there?" He held his forehead, his voice full of tiredness.

Raising the window, I opened the door and said, "Well, get out of the car."

The interrupted sleep made Shang Muxiao look very bad, the alcohol flowed in his body, sublimated, driving his emotions for a night, and now it finally subsided, he couldn't wait to find a place to lie down.

I wonder if when he wakes up tomorrow and thinks about what happened tonight, he will wish he could kill me to silence him.

It's a pity that the scene where he cried was not filmed...

Walking towards the elevator entrance, I was in front and he was behind, this time he didn't hold my clothes again.

Originally, we should have separated at the elevator entrance, he went back to his house, and I went back to my house.

But just when I turned around to say goodbye to him, my body suddenly fell backward involuntarily, like a puppet whose strings had been cut, and the whole body collapsed.

Oops, I must have missed the power alert for the exoskeleton...

Seeing that I was about to fall, I closed my eyes to prepare for the pain, but my body was supported by a pair of solid arms in time.

"North mustard!"

I opened my eyes, and Shang Muxiao changed his previous sleepiness and panicked expression.

Maybe he rushed a little hastily, he panted obviously: "What's wrong with you?"

Looking at him like this, I actually wanted to laugh a little.

"My exoskeleton is out of power."

He was stunned for a moment, then relaxed, and hugged me and sat on the ground as if out of strength.

"I thought you fainted..."

I can't go upstairs by myself in this state, and the only person I can ask for help is Shang Muxiao in front of me.

"Go, help me push the wheelchair in the back seat of the car." I pushed him.

He frowned and turned his head to look at the direction of my car, and then looked back at me: "Why is it so troublesome?" After speaking, he put one arm on my knee and hugged me firmly from the ground.

I hugged his neck subconsciously, but I didn't think this method was so convenient.

"Can you be more careful in the future, what if you are outside? Fortunately, I have me this time. Do you know how dangerous it is without me?" He seemed to be sobered up by the fright, and kept counting as soon as he entered the elevator. My carelessness.

I listened in silence until the elevator reached the designated floor, and seeing that he hadn't stopped, I finally couldn't help but speak.

"I would have been home without you."

Shang Muxiao paused as he stepped out of the elevator, and then picked up the next second as if nothing had happened, without saying anything further.

After opening the door, he carried me into the bedroom and gently put me on the bed.

There is a spare wheelchair at home, and I was just about to ask him to push it for me, but he took off his coat, jumped straight to my side, and closed his eyes just like that.