The room was clearly as warm and bright as before, but I suddenly felt so cold, and my skin had tiny goose bumps.

"I... I'll go first, I'll talk next time." I nodded slightly towards Fang Qinian and quickly left the studio.

When Shang Muxiao saw that I really came out from the inside, his long eyebrows were tightened, and he looked extremely unhappy.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, why didn't you answer the phone?"

I glanced at my phone, and the night passed. After receiving a large number of blessing text messages, it finally drained the last bit of power and turned off automatically.

"No power." I held up my phone to show him, "I got lost and came here by accident."

His expression was loose, but he was still not comfortable: "stay away from him, I feel sick when I see him."

I lowered my eyes: "Can we go?"

"You haven't eaten yet, why don't you leave after eating..."

"No, take me back now." I interrupted him firmly. "Or you call a car for me and I'll go by myself."

He closed his mouth, said no more, turned and walked straight forward.

I followed him, and walked, to the kitchen.

I stopped, a little anxious, thinking he was going to force me to stay for dinner again against my will.

Now the situation is worse than yesterday, it's snowing outside, I don't have an umbrella, I don't have money, and my phone isn't charged. I can't walk alone.

But I don't want to be at his mercy either, I'm fed up with his arrogance, and I'm fed up with their family.

I turn around and find a direction that looks like a gate and head over.

"What are you wandering about? That's not a garage." Shang Muxiao behind him found my intention, and hurriedly grabbed my wheelchair and stuffed the things he took from the refrigerator into my arms.

I looked down and saw a bag of milk and a sandwich wrapped in paper.

"Don't you like it?" He looked at me in a daze, thinking it didn't suit my taste.

"No." I shook my head and inserted the straw into the milk carton to fill the empty stomach.

On the return journey, because of the heavy snow, Shang Muxiao drove very slowly. After eating the sandwich, the warm air in the car blew me. I suddenly felt sleepy and fell into a drowsy sleep amid the bumps.

When I woke up again, the car had entered the parking garage. As the car stopped, I gradually became awake.

"North mustard, here we are."

There was a familiar temperature on my face, and I resisted the urge to rub it up and avoided his touch.

Shang Muxiao slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes were a little hurt: "Teacher, are you still angry with me?"

Angry? Of course angry. But the main thing is not to be angry, and he may never understand that.

"You don't think I should be angry?"

"But I've already apologized."

Nor could he understand that not all apologies would be accepted.

I nodded and asked, "If Shang Yunrou asked you to break up with me, would you do it?"

He was startled and stopped by my question.

"Why do you ask?"

He didn't give an answer right away, but asked about my motives. From the subconscious, he was avoiding making choices. Because he himself knew very well that he could not give me a satisfactory answer.

I sighed lightly and said, "It's nothing, drop me off."

I'm a little chagrined at why I'm asking such an obvious question.

This question is meaningless and only makes me more unwilling.

Shang Muxiao may also be a little guilty, but after that, he seems to be very well-behaved.

"Let's go back."

I got in the elevator, and he stood outside, confirming to me again and again: "We're reconciled, right?"

I opened my mouth, but couldn't speak, just smiled at him.

He seemed to have received an affirmative answer, with a bright smile on his face, so bright that one could not take his eyes off it.

My reason was not killed by instinct, my reason was killed by Shang Muxiao. I can't let this happen anymore. If it goes on like this, sooner or later... sooner or later, I will be eaten by him without any residue left.

Arabidopsis, are you going to make a decision, move on, or stop here?

To move on, you must have enormous patience, a heart that has been tempered, and endless love. But you may not get good results, just like rehabilitation, you won't get results if you don't work hard.

At this point, your life will return to the way it was, peaceful, lonely, and the same thing every day. Nothing will light up your life anymore, you'll have to endure the gloom forever.

The elevator slowly closed, and I was lost in what to do. It's really hard.

Suddenly, Shang Muxiao strode into the elevator without warning, leaned over to hold my face, and gave me a short and hasty kiss.

After the kiss, he quickly exited the elevator again and waved goodbye to me.

I stared at him blankly, the balance in my heart tilted completely to one side again.

Instinctively holding the banner high, eager to try the difficulties and obstacles ahead. It is like a two-deficient hero who wears simple grass armor and has no self-knowledge. He has no brains and no skills, and he dares to fight dragons with his blood.

Rationality should be above all else.

Because when reason doesn't work, human beings become foolish and foolish and make themselves miserable.

I know it, I know it. But I also know that no matter how hard I struggle, I can't help.

Maybe he is not mature enough to cherish this relationship, and he is arrogant and domineering, and has a lot of bad things...

But no matter what the outcome is, as long as there is a silver lining, as long as he doesn't like me falsely, I still... want to give it a try, try to fight for a future for both of us.

When got home, phone was recharged, and many text messages and emails popped up again.

Some students don't have my mobile phone number, so they will send greetings via email during Chinese New Year and holidays.

I clicked it one by one and went back to it. Some will come with a card, and some will simply upload a New Year's greeting video.