However, Shang Muxiao still had to sell off.

"It's a fun place, you won't be disappointed." At the crossroads, he stopped and said, "I still have a class, so let's go first. See you tomorrow, Professor Bei."

He backed up and waved at me, turned around in his pocket and left in the other direction.

I watched him recite the film for a moment, turned the wheelchair, and walked away from him.

As soon as I got back to the office and put down the lecture notes, I called Yang Haiyang.

The other side picked it up after a few seconds. The sound was outside, and the faint whistle of the car could be heard.

"That's right, just this position... Hey, Beibei, what's wrong? What's the matter?"

He sounded busy, so I made a long story short: "Miss Shang's younger brother came to class today with an injury on his face..."

Before I could finish speaking, Yang Haiyang interrupted me fiercely: "I'll go, don't mention that madness to me! He's so old that he hasn't been beaten to death, it can be said that his ancestors have accumulated virtue."

He began to tell me what kind of madness Shang Muxiao was and what happened these days.

"It was a good day, everything was fine. Suddenly, I heard a loud noise, 'crash', and the glass of my shop was smashed." Yang Haiyang went out for no reason and saw Shang Muxiao standing outside. He clapped his hands, looked provocative, and didn't run away when he saw him, and even gave him the middle finger.

New hatred adds to old hatred, Yang Haiyang also admitted that he was impulsive.

"I asked him if he was ill, and he said: 'If you don't break up with my sister again, I may get sicker more, and next time I will break more than glass'. You also know that the convenience store is my hard work, Yunrou is my dead end again, he stabbed both of them, and I went up and gave him a punch." The two scuffled, Yang Haiyang was getting angry, and he didn't notice how many punches he punched each other and received a few more punches, I felt that Shang Muxiao's skills were quite good.

Hearing this, I also felt something was wrong. Since it was Shang Muxiao who started first, how could he give Yang Haiyang such a futile fight?

"You don't know how capable he is. I thought he was a real dish, but it turned out that he had never been beaten like this before. After a few punches, his nature was exposed, and he grabbed me by the neck and pushed me against the wall. That look... I almost thought he was going to stab me with a knife. As a result, he punched the wall, leaving me patted on the butt and left without reacting."

In the evening, Shang Yunrou called and scolded him. She couldn't believe that he beat her brother like that. It was only here that Yang Haiyang found out that he had been tricked. That kid Shang Muxiao actually used the method of self-destructing a thousand to divide him and Shang Yunrou. The viciousness of the heart is outrageous.

He has been busy in the store these two days, and he has to coax Shang Yunrou.

"How can there be such a vile bastard in the world!!" I can imagine how Yang Haiyang put his hands on his chest and vomited blood.

It really is... an out-and-out villain.

Aggrieved and pitiful are all disguise, but his bitterness, danger and cunning are his nature, which is hard to guard against.

"Miss Shang is also concerned about chaos. Tell her well, she is not an unreasonable person, and she will understand." He also said something to Yang Haiyang. He was re-installing the glass of the shop, and there was no one to help. , said "Let's talk next time" with me, and quickly ended the call.

In the evening, I received a message from him, saying that he had gotten along with Shang Yunrou, and showed me a video of Duan Shang Yunrou sitting in a rocking chair and holding Yang Youling reading a storybook.

In the picture, the little girl has long soft hair loose, and is nestled in Shang Yunrou's arms.

It's been a long time since I haven't seen the little girl, so I sent Yang Haiyang a message and told him that I would see Yang Youling in a few days. Yang Haiyang replied "ok" to me and agreed to see you next Tuesday night.

I had a dream.

I know I am dreaming. This dream has been with me for twelve years. In the first two years, I had it almost every night. Later, with the passage of time, it gradually changed to only occasionally dreaming when I was emotionally unstable and under too much pressure.

In the moving vehicle, the voices of the other three people were in my ears. Lu Feiheng asked me if I wanted to drink water. I opened my eyes, and just as I was about to thank me, the world turned upside down.

Everything was rolling, and I had no idea what was going on. When I recovered, I was thrown out of the car. The whole body was in pain, and in the blurred vision, the SUV that I was in just now fell over beside the guardrail, the hood was deformed, and it was sparking.

I saw Jing Shen hanging upside down in the car with blood all over his face. I didn't know if he was alive or dead. I tried to save him, but his legs didn't respond at all.

The oil in the tank spread little by little and was eventually ignited by a small spark that engulfed the entire wreckage of the car.

Arms were raised and dragged away from the danger zone.

"There are people..." I said weakly, my eyes gradually darkening.

When opened eyes again, it was already bright.

I lay on my bed, listening to the birds chirping outside the window, and after a while, I sat up wearily.

No one likes to relive a nightmare, or a horrible nightmare like that.

That day, I seemed to be very preoccupied. I forgot the time to boil water, forgot to put salt in cooking, and even when I was doing laundry, I didn’t remember whether I had poured laundry detergent.

If it wasn't for Shang Muxiao calling me, I might have forgotten my appointment.

"I've already gone downstairs, come down quickly." After a while, he added, "Remember to bring your car keys."

When I got downstairs, Shang Muxiao was leaning in front of his blue-and-white heavy machine, and was boringly tossing his helmet. Seeing me coming down, he locked his helmet and leaned towards me.

"You drive, I'll navigate. It's a bit far, but the scenery is good."

Looking at the scenery at night?

I was puzzled in my heart, but I still followed his instructions and drove all the way to the destination in his mouth.

The road became more and more deviated, and there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, and even left the urban area and went to the suburbs.

When I saw the mountain, I didn't even have a street light, so I had to turn on the high beam to illuminate the road ahead.