inexhaustible

Chapter 62 Good Night, My Gem

There was no reply for a long time, as if he was stunned by this information.

Before he could reply, I put down my phone and took a shower, and then came back to find that there were already many unread messages.

【What do you mean? 】

[What kind of like do you mean by "like"? 】

【what do you like about me? 】

[Is it because I made you stand up again? 】

[Is it because of the exoskeleton? 】

[What about people? ? 】

I went back slowly.

[It means literally. 】

The other party replied almost in seconds, and I was surprised that he could type so fast.

【No, you can't like me! 】

But soon, the message was withdrawn.After a while, he sent another message in a less tough tone.

【You haven't seen me before and you like me? 】

【You have an interesting soul. 】

[Quasimodo is also very interesting. 】

[I like whatever you look like, appearance is not important.If you were Quasimodo, I would be your Esmeralda. 】

Shang Muxiao didn't reply for a long time, so I went to the kitchen to have a look, but the lights on the other side were dim, so I couldn't see anything.

Leaning against the window, looking at the opposite side with a little street light outside, imagining how anxious Shang Muxiao must be at this time, tossing and tangled, the depression accumulated because of him in the past few months dissipated little by little.

Life is a constant swing between pain and boredom.When one is free from pain, one is bound to become bored.Schopenhauer does not deceive me.

The phone vibrated, and Shang Muxiao finally came back with a message, with rejection between the lines.

[But I already have someone I like. 】

【So it's a pity...】

I stopped teasing him, answered his initial question, and gave a little hint.

【People have different sensibilities. From a certain level, the bond between each other is like a piece of fragile and strong glass.When you can't empathize with the other person in "pain", there will be cracks in this bond, and your relationship will be in jeopardy.It is very difficult to repair the damage, you have to let the other party know that you will never make the same mistake again, and convince the other party that you will give your best effort to it. 】

[The bond needs to be calcined with sincerity before it becomes strong again. 】

Shang Muxiao still didn't make any movement until I fell asleep.

I turned my phone to silent and ignored him.

Sleeping until midnight, I was suddenly awakened by the knock on the door, and looked at the alarm clock, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Not knowing what was going on, I hurried to the wheelchair and hurried out of the bedroom.

"Who?" I came to the door and asked the people outside through the door panel.

There was silence outside the door for a long while.Just when I thought it was a drunk who walked into the wrong door and was about to call the security guard over to check, Shang Muxiao's voice sounded slowly from the other end.

"it's me."

I was relieved to know that it wasn't some strange person.

After the He Weizhou incident, I realized that dangers are everywhere, so I specially bought a door blocking device online, and I would carefully block it every night before going to bed.I don't want to be blocked by the pervert, but Shang Muxiao.

"It's so late, why are you here?"

As soon as he put his hand on the doorknob, Shang Muxiao said again outside: "I have something I want to give you, you don't need to open the door now, wait for me to leave... you can open the door again."

After saying this, there was no movement outside.

What is it that is so mysterious that it has to be delivered in the middle of the night?I was full of doubts and waited for a while before opening the door.

The sensor light outside was dimmed due to the long silence, and only a little light inside the house could vaguely illuminate what Shang Muxiao left behind on the ground.

I froze there in astonishment, and couldn't believe my eyes.

After a while, I picked it up carefully, even though it was completely unrecognizable and fragmented, it...it was indeed the crystal trophy that was smashed by Shang Muxiao.

It may not be strong enough, starting from the base, it is wrapped with scotch tape in circles, at first glance, it looks like a mallet.

That's not what I mean by "repair the breakage".

Shaking my head amusingly, I glanced at the dark corridor to make sure that Shang Muxiao was no longer there. I closed the door with the trophy and went back into the house.

Put the trophy back to its original place, and the box of "Retrograde Wind" that was pressed by it before told me to throw it into the trash can-now I can no longer appreciate this film with an artistic eye, fans and fans It's better to keep a distance if the idol is fine.

Back in the bedroom, I checked my phone and found that Shang Muxiao had called me several times, but I didn't hear it.

Not only did he call, but he also sent me a text message using his own number.There are not many words, concise and clear, and the main idea is clear.

[Sorry, I was wrong. 】

I sent an "um" in the past.

Before I could lie down, Shang Muxiao's call came.

"What do you mean 'um'?"

I was originally awakened from my sleep by him, but now as soon as I touch the pillow, I feel drowsy again.

"It means I know."

"You..." He suppressed his temper and asked without confidence, "Then are you forgiving me or not?"

"Why don't you give it to me face to face?"

He dawdled and spit out four words: "I'm afraid you don't want it."

"You are too ugly."

"I stayed glued for four hours all night!"

My thoughts slowly drifted away from my body, I rubbed my pillow, closed my eyes and said, "Who made you break yourself..."

His voice continued, with uncertainty: "Is it really ugly? Then I... Then I take it back and stick it again?"

Isn't that going to be broken again?This trophy is poor enough, why bother with it.

"No, give it to me..." I lowered my voice, "It's mine."

"Then you accept it, and you forgive me."

My brain can still understand his words, but my body can't help surrendering to the soft bed, responding to Duke Zhou's call.

"……teacher?"

"Northern mustard?"

He didn't get my answer for a long time, so he tried to call my name, but seeing that it didn't work, he gave an annoyed "tsk".

I reluctantly withdrew the hand that I had given to Duke Zhou, and tried my best to wake up, but I was still in a daze when I heard him let out a long sigh.

"I used to think that love should not be aimed at a lifetime, but love should be aimed at being happy. When you are happy, you stay together, and when you are unhappy, you separate. So it is very normal to break up." His voice was very soft, and he wanted to say Listen to me without waking up my volume.

"There is no one in this world who can't live without someone. I will never indulge in an inappropriate relationship, and I will never have nostalgia for the person who left me. It is indeed very relaxing and happy to be with you, but It's no big deal, I'll always forget you after a long time. I've always told myself that."

"I'm too self-righteous..." He said it several times in a row, and this sentence was especially unforgettable when he heard it, "I'm too self-righteous."

I was actually awake at this time, but I suppressed my voice, wanting to hear what he said next.

"Beika, can you stop liking others? I'm younger than them, I'm better looking than them, and I don't have any bad habits. If you like me, you should like me." At the end of his speech, his tone was a little resentful, Can't seem to understand why I'm going to like "Representative Shaw".

I endured it so hard that I almost didn't laugh out loud.

He sighed again, and when he spoke again, his tone became very gentle.

"Good night, my jewel."

The strength of holding the mobile phone increased, and my heart seemed to be clenched by this force. It didn't hurt or itch, it just pulled my chest, making people flustered.

Fearing that my heartbeat would be too loud and be noticed by the other party, I tightly grabbed the clothes on my chest until he hung up the phone and realized that I forgot to breathe.

I took a big breath in, then let it out slowly, and after going back and forth several times to calm down my heartbeat, I felt hot again, and I wanted to get out of bed and want to shower my face with cold water.

The mirror reflected my appearance at this moment—the cheeks and even the tip of the nose were slightly reddish, the pupils of the eyes were covered with water, and with a frowning expression, it would not be an exaggeration to say that I was about to cry.

I can't tell if it's an old habit, I get jealous when I get excited, or it's because I'm holding my breath, or it's some other reason.

I just feel hot, the heat and drowsiness disappear, I want to get up and walk around, I want to open the window, shout to the outside, and even want to take out every record in the house and wipe it.

This heat seems to have turned into some kind of magical "motivation", which drives me so energetic that it is difficult to fall asleep. I have to do something to exhaust it before I can find peace.

So I got up and turned on the computer, and with this "power", I finished my "Oriental Philosophy of Mind: Tradition and Change" in one go, and submitted it to a core journal of CSSCI.

After the picture of the email being successfully sent appeared on the computer screen, I stretched my sore shoulders and neck, and looked out the window, the sky had already turned pale.

It's okay in the morning, not too sleepy, maybe the "motivation" has not been exhausted, but it will not work until noon, and the feeling of fatigue hits the face.Fortunately, there was only one class in the afternoon, and I didn't dare to drive back after class, so I fell asleep on the sofa in the office. I slept until six o'clock, and was woken up by Representative Xiao's message.

He ding ding dong dong, the general meaning is nothing more than two points.

First, he is very grateful for my cooperation in his work; second, he is going to be transferred, and this account will be given to his colleague - a middle-aged man in his 50s.

I sat on the sofa and smiled at his message for 2 minutes.After laughing, he wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, got up and went to the parking lot.

When my car drove out of the school gate and turned a corner, I almost collided with a familiar blue and white heavy machine.

Both the other party and I were a little surprised, and neither of us left for a while.

The other party turned up the helmet eyepiece, revealing a pair of ruffian eyes.I also lowered the car window and met his eyes.

"Zhou Yanyi?" I recognized him.

"I'm sorry, Professor Bei, I drove a little too fast just now." He simply took off his helmet and smiled at me embarrassedly.

I looked at the blue and white heavy machine under his seat and asked, "How much will Shang Muxiao sell you?"

He froze for a moment, patted the heavy machine on the head, and said: "The original price was 100 million, and it could have been sold for 70, but he said that he was in a hurry to spend the money. If I can transfer the money to him immediately, I will sell it to me for 50."

I thought it was strange before, given how much Shang Muxiao loves this car, even if I couldn't sit in it, he wouldn't sell it as a large decoration.Listening to what Zhou Yanyi said now makes my thoughts even more certain.

He was desperate for money, so he had to sell his car as a last resort.And during that time, he did buy a very expensive thing - my exoskeleton.

When it comes to selling the car, he can also be said to have... given everything he has.In this way, he would rather let Representative Xiao be "transferred" than tell me.What are you doing, are you afraid that I will think he is trying to repay you?

"Are you all right?" Seeing that I hadn't spoken, Zhou Yanyi spoke carefully, "He broke up with Yin Nuo all of a sudden this semester, and no one said why, but I guess... it must have something to do with you."

This is the school gate, although it is night, but it is inconvenient to say more.I used the most concise sentences to cover the current situation between me and Shang Muxiao.

"we broke up."

"what……"

"But today we should get back together."

"Ah?" Zhou Yanyi hugged the helmet and stared at me blankly, looking like he couldn't recover.

I didn't explain much to him, said "goodbye" and then raised the window and left.

Driving back to the community, instead of taking the elevator home as usual, I went into the building opposite and went up to the 11th floor, 1102.

The elevator went up all the way, and I sent a message to "Representative Xiao".

[Open the door. 】