Reconstruction is terminated and I no longer make any efforts. It only took two months for my parents to go from being angry at first to giving up on me completely.

In hindsight, they may have figured it out in two months. Instead of wasting time on me, a waste person, it is better to have another child, retrain, and be more reliable. So the next year, Beiyan was born.

"I can't walk like you do."

If I had known today, I should have paid more attention to rebuilding.

Half of my weight was on Shang Muxiao's neck. He was brought to the side by me, and he supported the handle of the wheelchair with a twisted posture. His tone had become impatient.

"Then you can think of a better posture." I hooked his neck with both hands, trying to keep myself from falling, but just the second after my voice fell, the whole person became light, and before he could react, he was caught by Shangmu Xiao. He hugged him horizontally.

I stared at him in shock, unable to say a word.

"This posture is good." He smiled and escorted me firmly into the back seat.

When it was implemented, the overly frightened heart slowly returned to its normal rhythm.

"How do you accept this?" Shang Muxiao asked, groping for the wheelchair structure.

I came to my senses and instructed him how to properly fold the wheelchair. He quickly got the hang of it, putting away the wheelchair and stuffing it in the trunk.

After giving him the address, he set up the navigation and we never communicated. Whether it was the conversation about "opportunity" that day or everything in the support group just now.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, gradually forming a pouring trend. Except for the regular mechanical sound of the wipers, there is nothing else in the car.

I opened my phone and looked at the weather forecast. The probability of thunderstorms at night is close to 80%. It seems that the rain is still going to fall.

It took half an hour on the way to enter the underground parking garage, and Shang Muxiao took me directly to the elevator.

When I got out of the car, he still carried me down. This time, I was mentally prepared, and I remembered to say thank you to him.

But what surprised me was that after Shang Muxiao put me down, he didn't drive away immediately, but locked the door and stared at me.

"What?" I asked him, frowning.

"I'm a little thirsty, can I go up and have a cup of tea?" His tone was like the dead child who walked into a convenience store and asked the boss for McWhirlwind, which was confusing and taken for granted.

"I'm sorry, I can't." I flatly refused, and then controlled the wheelchair to go to the elevator. After walking out for a while, looking back, he found that Shang Muxiao actually followed.

I turned the wheelchair to face him and reiterated, "I said, no."

"I heard." With his hands in his denim jacket, Shang Muxiao looked a little rascal.

I've even made up his subtext - I hear it, but so what? Can you break my leg so I can no longer follow you?

I can not.

I looked at him for a while, but there was nothing I could do about him, and I simply ignored him.

Shang Muxiao just followed me, took the elevator all the way, went upstairs, and came to the same door as me.

When I unlocked the door with my fingerprint lock, he leaned against the door and looked at me.

"Aren't you defensive at all?" He seemed incredulous. "What if I want to kill people and get rich?"

The door opened for a while, and I looked at him oddly.

"You drive millions of cars and take my money?"

He may also realize that this matter is a bit unreasonable, and said in a different way: "Then...

Opening the door, I listened to him and laughed.

"You told me not to hit you a few days ago."

When I entered the room, I turned on all the lights in the living room. When I turned around, Shang Muxiao came in by himself.

"Your house...there are so few things." He looked around, and his words were very polite. I think he should have wanted to say "shabby".

I live alone in this house, with a total of more than 50 square meters. It has one bedroom and one living room, and the space is limited. It is not suitable for a wheelchair to pile things at home. I always only buy necessities.

"Let's go immediately after drinking the water." I didn't say anything, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and went back to the living room to see that he was studying my telescope.

"Don't touch it." I patiently reminded him and put the water glass on the coffee table.

"I can't see anything." He turned one eye to the goggles. He didn't see anything after looking at it for a long time, and felt boring. He decisively gave up the "toy" and sat down on the sofa.

"It's raining today, and the clouds are so thick that you can't see anything." I tried hard to justify my telescope.

"What can you see when the weather is good?" Shang Muxiao asked as he raised his water glass.

"Star."

"Star?"

"It's an astronomical telescope."

He nodded, not much interested.

Suddenly, his jacket pocket vibrated. He frowned and took out his phone, hesitating for a few seconds, and finally connected.

"sister."

I still remember how violently his mood shifted the last time he got a call from his sister. This time, it seems to be a bereaved dog that has been soaked in the rain.

"Well, I know, it's raining... I'm outside, I'm..." He glanced at me and said without changing his face, "At a friend's house, he will accompany me. No... not Yin Nuo and the others, it is New friends."

I remember the name Yin Nuo, in my elective student list, it should be one of his two classmates.

Five minutes later, Shang Muxiao hung up the phone. He watched the phone go out for a while, then looked out the window again.

The raindrops slanted on the glass windows, rendering the neon in the distance into colorful spots.

"I hate rain."

"I hate rain too."

Shang Muxiao raised his eyebrows and looked over with a suspicious look on his face.

"There are no stars when it rains." I pointed to the Celestron facing the sky and explained, "Although I can't travel around the world, I can fly in the universe."

"Sounds interesting." He said insincerely. He sank into the sofa and wrapped his arms around him. "Let me stay for a while. I'll leave when the rain stops."