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My heart skipped a beat: "Shanglu?"

I haven't heard this name for many years, and hearing it suddenly makes people a little dazed.

More than ten years ago, not only Yu Xixi's mother liked him, but I also liked him. Speaking of which, he was still the object of my sexual enlightenment when I was young. There were so many quiet nights in the middle of the night, and I would also be thinking about his posters.

Time flies like water, and in the blink of an eye, he even had his son so old.

Looking back carefully, there is indeed a shadow of Shang Lu between the man's eyebrows and eyes today. It's just that Shang Lu's correction is a typical big male protagonist's appearance, which is easy to make people feel good. Although Shang Muxiao looks more refined and his facial features have more visual impact, there is something indescribable... The sense of distance makes people uneasy. close.

"I heard that Shang Lu Xiying was to take care of his sick wife. At that time, he was reported by the media as a peerless and affectionate man. Unfortunately, his wife died the following year."

"However, although his family was unfortunate, he turned his grief and anger into strength. In the next few years, he became prosperous in shopping malls, investing in industries that made more money, and soon made it to the rich list. The Golden Hand' nickname."

Yu Xixi gossips all the way to the office. When he enters the door, it has been eight or two years ago that Shang Lu suddenly ended his long-term widowhood and married a starlet who is about the same age as his eldest daughter. old and strong."

"I heard that only the eldest daughter was seen at the wedding, but the younger son was not seen. Everyone guessed that the son couldn't bear to marry such a young mother..."

"Okay, the gossip is here for the time being, and I'll listen to it next time when I have a chance." I saw that she didn't stop for a while, so I only interrupted, "Send me the attendance records so far before noon tomorrow, You should also remember that, as before, if you miss five classes, you will be directly notified to cancel your qualification for the final exam. There is also the homework from the previous class, please give it to me after you have compiled it, thank you."

Yu Xixi pushed me to the desk, shuddered when she heard the words, and whispered, "Sure enough, it is the great devil."

Although she is playful, fortunately, her work efficiency is not low. In just one afternoon, she completed the things I explained, compiled them into a compressed package and sent them to me.

There are not too many students in my elective courses, and there are only thirty-odd assignments in total. On the form, the scores are listed one by one. It is almost clear at a glance who has handed in and who has not. In the few blanks, Shang Muxiao's name was listed.

Shang Lu may be good at business, but this son is not very good at teaching.

I pinched the bridge of my nose tiredly, and glanced at my watch, I found that it was past eight o'clock in the evening.

There were four or five missed calls from Shen Luoyu, and seven or eight short messages. When I opened it, Shen Luoyu asked me why I didn't answer the phone.

I turned off the lights, closed the windows, locked the office, and while steering the wheelchair to the parking space, I called Shen Luoyu back.

The person on the other side picked it up quickly, in a relieved tone: "You scared me to death, and I thought something happened to you."

"I'm sorry, but I forgot to set my phone back on mute in class this afternoon."

She didn't have any major issues, but just like a routine, she asked me how I was doing recently, how was my health, and she was side-by-side and cautious, inquiring about my recent contact with my family.

"My parents are very good, and Xiaoyan is also very good. I just had dinner with them last month, and they still mentioned you, wondering why you are not married yet after a lot of age."

Shen Luoyu gasped when he heard this: "Are you lying? How could my aunt and uncle care about my marriage? You just don't want me to ask more, so you deliberately use this to block me."

I couldn't help but hooked my lips: "It's good that you know."

Shen Luoyu vomited bitterly: "You think I want to take care of it, isn't that what my mother forced? Aunt and aunt always ask my mother about you, and my mother asks me if she doesn't know, so I can only ask you? Your family is really strange, why do you go around in such a big circle and ask if you are okay?"

The wheelchair stopped in front of the parking space, and the smile that rose because of Shen Luoyu was instantly dissipated because of her words.

There are very few pedestrians on the road, each hurried forward, only the street lamp is still considerate, like a competent old mother, illuminating the dark road ahead for me.

I raised my head, sighed at my "old mother", and said, "Yeah, why don't you come and ask me directly? I'd like to know too."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Shen Luoyu realized that he had said the wrong thing, and began to rush to remedy it.

"No, maybe uncle and aunt are afraid of disturbing your work, you are so busy all day..."

From when I was paralyzed in a car accident to when Beiyan was born, although there was no quarrel, my relationship with my parents was gradually estranged unknowingly. Twelve years have passed, and it has been frozen three feet, and now even eating together shows the embarrassment of not being able to find a topic. I usually don't contact them when I have nothing to do, and they don't take the initiative to ask me if they want to know my current situation. Instead, they ask Shen Luoyu to inquire.

Afraid of interrupting my work? When Shen Luoyu said this, he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

They're not afraid of interrupting my work, they're just afraid of me. I am afraid that I will remind them of the proud son, that I will suddenly realize that I have become an unbearable waste, and that I will ask them about Beiyan's birth on a whim one day.

In my third year of being paralyzed by a car accident, my mother gave birth to a younger brother who was twenty-two years younger than me. This child born to my mother at an advanced age after I was paralyzed is like a "Schrödinger" taboo - as long as you don't go into it, everyone can still paralyze themselves. He is just a beautiful accident.

But in fact, just like Professor Wang's wig, everyone knows exactly why he was born.

"Okay, I'm going to drive, I'll hang up."

Shen Luoyu paused and sighed, showing helplessness.

"I'll see you in a few days, you should pay attention to your body."

After hanging up, I opened the car door, put down the booster seat next to the driver's seat, and moved myself over there with the strength of my arms. Once the wheelchair is in the back seat, I raise the booster seat and move myself into the driver's seat.