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He said so much like that, so much so that if it hadn't been for me, I would have thought it was a story of a poor substitute and a bad scumbag.

I tried to explain to him: "Shang Lu is just an ordinary movie star I liked when I was young, and I am just an ordinary movie fan of him. Things are not as complicated as you think."

He pursed his lips, his chest was visibly heaving, and he was breathing heavily.

After a long time, he asked, "To what extent?"

I was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

"How much do you like him?" Shang Muxiao bit every word very hard.

The level of fantasies about his posters...

But that's just a normal physiological reaction to seeing someone at my age, and it doesn't mean I love him.

Seeing that I couldn't answer, Shang Muxiao snorted coldly, took off his jacket and fell in front of me.

"Ordinary movie fans? Huh?" He was full of mockery.

We already broke up, and the split was not good. Why should I be obsessed with maintaining my image when I was in love with him, and explained that I didn't behave like a scumbag?

He also didn't show humility for his actions, did he?

Misunderstanding is misunderstanding, contempt is contempt, anyway, he won't believe what I say now.

This relationship, which was worth nothing to him, has just gone from a funny joke to a disgusting one.

I want to understand, I will no longer make unnecessary explanations.

"Yeah, not a normal movie fan. You're right, I like being touched by him." I said calmly, in a volume that wasn't too loud or too small to make sure he could hear, "I like it more than being touched by you."

This is the question that Shang Muxiao asked me unreasonably after Shang Lu strayed into my room at the merchant on New Year's Eve. I didn't answer it at the time, so I didn't want to put it here to answer.

This may also be a kind of Murphy's law, the more you want to circumvent it, the more difficult it is to circumvent it.

"Satisfied? Want to hear more of my sexual fantasies about him?" I asked.

He seemed to have been hit by me, his face turned pale, and the end of his eyes became even more red.

He stared at me stubbornly, the meridians on his neck were all exposed because of the tight muscles, I thought he was going to pounce, but he looked at the night sky above his head and laughed without warning.

"Oh my God, it's so funny..." he said, "It turns out that we are both liars, but we think that the other party is all sincere. Well, I lied to you once, and you lied to me once, and it's counted. Who will be in the future? I don't owe anyone any more."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left alone, without taking my car.

I stood there for a while, until I couldn't see him again, then I slowly walked over to the dress and bent over to pick it up.

Chapter 54

"Yeah, why is your leg hurt?" When the physiotherapist massaged my calf, he could not help but exclaimed when he saw the scald under the trousers.

"Accidentally scalded."

I was scalded by tea before, and although I took care of it in time, some blisters continued to appear the next day. Relying on the lack of pain, I punctured the blisters one by one and simply put a Band-Aid on them. They almost healed in the past few days, but left some red scars. A pair of legs was ugly, and now it is even more ugly.

"I thought it was a tattoo when I saw it." The physiotherapist smiled. "The color is pretty nice, it's like plum blossoms, and it's not too dark."

I glanced at my calf and felt that he was really good at talking, and being told by him like this seemed like a blessing in disguise for me.

After the physiotherapy, I got up and put on the exoskeleton. The physiotherapist asked me about the experience of using the exoskeleton, and asked if there was any discomfort.

"No, it couldn't be more perfect." In just one month, I've gotten used to wearing it and acting like it's a part of my body. Wearing it makes me who I am.

When got home, the sky was not completely dark, and after the winter, the days grew slowly.

I was going to cook some noodles for dinner, so I came to the kitchen to make preparations. When I looked up, I inadvertently stopped at 1102 on the opposite side.

In the past few days, the house has not been lit, and Shang Muxiao has not been seen walking his dog downstairs. don't know if he has moved out.

He didn't come to class, the bank card number was not given, and the phone was blocked. It seemed that he really didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore.

I couldn't help but let out a long breath, but just thinking of him made me feel depressed and irritable. Simply out of sight and out of mind, I lowered the kitchen sunshade to block my sight, turned around and put the roll noodles into the boiling pot.

After eating dinner and washing up, I was going to sleep after writing my thesis for a while. I picked up my phone and found unread messages. I clicked it and opened it. It was represented by Xiao.

【Why didn't you tell me that your leg was scalded? 】

I was taken aback, surprised at how well-informed he was.

I don't know if it's been a long time since I've been with him, but now I'm not surprised by his inexplicable tone, and I'm used to it.

[What did Tang Yuan tell you? 】

Tang Yuan is the name of a physical therapist. In the afternoon, I just finished physiotherapy, and in the evening, representative Xiao came to the door. Except for the exchange of news between them, I can't think of the second possibility.

[It happens that there are some work contacts. 】

It was indeed Tang Yuan. I explained to the other party that it was just a minor injury, and now it's fine.

[You have to protect your legs. 】The opposite side will come back soon.

Although I have never met, although the other party may just say something casually out of work, but it is also a kind of good intention, I need to appreciate it.

[Well, thank you. 】

He didn't end the topic here, and after asking about the leg injury, he started chatting with me.

【have you eaten? 】

【ate. 】

【what did you eat? 】

【The plain noodles made by yourself. 】

【Why don't you cook? 】

【It is troublesome. 】

I had a dual purpose and chatted with him while writing my thesis. Although I also thought it was a bit strange that he suddenly asked me to chat, but out of politeness, I didn’t reply.

I glanced at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, I closed the document, I moved my stiff shoulders and neck, and the representative of the same Xiao sent the last message.