Before, I thought that he was not as friendly as Shang Lu, and it seemed difficult to get close, but now that I think about it, maybe "difficult to get close" is not what he feels. "It's hard to get close" is just my intuition telling me that I should stay away from him, we are not the same.

Compared with Shang Yunrou and Yang Haiyang, we are truly two worlds.

There is no feeling in the legs, and it is very convenient to handle it by yourself. I cleaned the wound a little rough and put on gauze, but Shang Muxiao hadn't even finished taking a shower.

Putting his coat on one of the beds, I controlled the wheelchair towards the balcony door. I noticed just now that there was still a door in the house. I thought it was a balcony, but when I opened it, I found it was a yard.

The yard is surrounded by flowers and plants as a natural barrier, without much decoration, only a table and two chairs are placed under the porch.

The moon tonight is extraordinarily round. I watched the moon in the yard for a while, and heard a noise behind me. When I went back to the house, I saw that Shang Muxiao had already taken a bath and came out.

He only wrapped a bath towel around his lower body, and his upper body was bare, revealing his strong muscles, and his hair was still dripping water.

A closer look at him still has injuries, and there are varying degrees of bruises on his ribs and waist. Yang Haiyang is a dead hand, showing no mercy at all.

"Do you want to take a shower?" he wiped his hair. "I can help you."

I turned around and closed the door, ignoring his suggestion.

"When will the car keys be returned to me?"

He lay down on the bed and started playing with his phone.

"Tomorrow," he said.

Does this mean you have to stay overnight?

I resisted the urge to sigh, out of sight and out of mind, and controlled the wheelchair to go to the bathroom.

This is just an ordinary farmhouse, and all facilities serve ordinary people first, and there are no special facilities for the disabled. This means that it will be extremely difficult for me to go to the toilet or take a shower.

Fortunately, it was only one night, so I should be able to get over it. I don't know why, but suddenly I have a few optimistic thoughts at such a time. It turned out later that this may also be a protective mechanism of the brain - to appease my crumbling heart.

After simply scrubbing his body, when he left the bathroom, the lights in the room had already dimmed. Shang Muxiao's bed was silent, the quilt was bulging, and only a little part of the black hair was exposed on the top, looking like he was asleep.

Good thing fell asleep.

The wheelchair was driving on the carpet without much noise. Taking care not to wake the other person, I parked the wheelchair by the side of the bed with one side next to the edge of the bed, and then rolled over on the side of the bed with a somewhat awkward posture. When I finally leaned against the head of the bed with the strength of my arms, I couldn't stop panting.

Looking at the injured palm, there was a little blood on the surface of the snow-white gauze, which was made when it was propped up on the bed just now.

This is also the reason why I have to wait for Shang Muxiao to fall asleep. No matter how good I usually pretend to be, when this happens, I will still turn back into that useless trash that can't do anything. So ugly.

The disability is already very serious, and the disability of only one hand is really fatal.

With a wry smile, he put the quilt over his body, and then glanced in the direction of Shang Muxiao. He was still in his original posture, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

I hadn't slept well. First, I wasn't used to the unfamiliar environment, and secondly... I started dreaming again.

"Beida, I have something to tell you when I come back from this trip." Lu Feiheng touched my head with a gentle smile on his lips and said, "I thought about it for a long time and thought I should tell you."

I don't really like people touching my hair, so I avoided it and asked, "Can't I say something now?"

"No. It's still a secret and cannot be unlocked."

At that time, I was too young to get more information from his complicated eyes and words and deeds. I just had a strange premonition that what he had to say was very important, very important.

"Mysterious." He refused to say, so I stopped asking, thinking that the answer would be known in five days, but I didn't want to be separated the next day.

What is his secret? What do he want to say to me? These issues used to trouble me. Later, as I got older, slowly, from hesitation to unbelievable to confidence, one day I suddenly woke up, and I missed a young and frivolous love.

Lu Feiheng, Shen Shen, and Xu Wei are my roommate in college. I am not different from Lu Fei and the other two. I never thought he would like me. But looking back at the past, many details are already very obvious. Even with Shen and Xu Wei, I suspect that they have seen the clue for a long time, so that everyone will propose to go to the ancient town to play together, so as to create opportunities for me and Lu Feiheng.

As a result, the opportunity was not created, and everyone suffered a serious car accident first.

Due to the sudden change of the car, cautiously avoided the caution, causing the vehicle to lose control into a high -speed quarantine fence.

Xu Wei and I were thrown out of the car. I was lucky and lived. Xu Wei was not very coincidentally. When I fell out, my head was swallowed before the ambulance rushed. The other two, because they were sitting in the front row, they were stuck in a severe deformation car, and they didn't even wait for the fire truck to swallow the fire.

For a long time, I could hear their screams after falling asleep.

I was extremely painful and told my mother about this, but she said that it was just my hallucination. The two of them were seriously injured and blurred when they were on fire, and they could not be called at all.

She is such a person, always cold and hard, without a little tenderness.

My dream was very messy. I was still talking to Lu Feiheng in the last moment. The next moment I took the car in the car. The moment the car was out of control and hit the quarantine bar, I woke up suddenly, and the person had fallen to the bed.

I still have a little bit of embarrassment. I am not very sober. Why can I fall down with doubt that there are guardrails? Why is it so soft underneath?

"Hey, are you okay?"

It wasn't until Shang Mu's voice sounded that I gradually returned, thinking of myself in a farmhouse named "Flowing Water Family".