"When are you going to make a fuss?" Going to the end of the corridor, you opened the door and there was a small balcony. Once you got there, you could hear the conversation in the next room.

The window of that room is just a little bit on the edge of the balcony, just pull the heavy white gauze, the speaker may be closer to the window, so the hearing is very clear.

Whether intentional or not, eavesdropping on other people's speech is always bad. I turned to leave when I heard another voice.

"I didn't make trouble."

I stopped. It is Shang Muxiao.

The first voice just felt familiar, but now that think about it, it should be Shang Yunrou.

It's also a bad fate, why do I always stray into the conversation between their sister and brother?

"You didn't make trouble with your attitude towards me? From childhood to adulthood, you have always been able to do what your sister asked you to do. You have never let me worry about it. Why are you so confused about this matter?"

After this delay, heard more.

Shang Yunrou didn't say exactly what it was, but I had a weird intuition and suspected that it might have something to do with me.

"You didn't worry about it because I didn't want you to worry, so I strived to do my best in everything. I tried my best to please you, to please my father, I just wanted you to look at me more. But I don't want to please now. , I don't care if you are happy or not, let alone." Shang Muxiao said coldly, "If you want to get married, you can get married, if he wants to go crazy, you can go crazy, and you don't care about my affairs."

Shang Yun Rou was obviously angry: "Beida is so good? Is it worth you to be angry with me like this?"

When I heard my name, my eyelids twitched, and I let out a lighter breath.

Shang Muxiao was quiet, and then sarcastically said: "North mustard? Do you think I'm for him? What's so great about him? He broke up after breaking up. Anyway, it's just for fun, do I really care?"

Looking down at the stone balcony guardrail in front of him, thinking that Yin Nuo's words are really unbelievable. Fortunately, didn't fall for him, otherwise would die without a whole corpse.

I don't want to listen anymore, I turn around and open the door to leave.

On the other end, Shang Yunrou continued to ask, "What is that for?"

Shang Muxiao's voice changed with his position, from far to near: "I'm fed up with your control over me. I don't want to be obedient anymore!"

I feel bad when I hear the movement. Sure enough, as soon as I walked out of the balcony, the door on the other side suddenly opened wide, and Shang Muxiao and I bumped into each other.

When I was arrested, I was embarrassed. He stared at me like a ghost, opened his mouth as if to say something, but was silent for a long time, and finally stared at me for a while, pursed his lips, closed the door and walked away without saying a word.

He fell behind him not far, not too close, and went back downstairs. As soon as he approached the lawn, he felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. Everyone looked at the dance floor with strange expressions.

I looked at it and understood immediately.

There were a lot of dancers on the field, men and women, and the most eye-catching ones were Shang Lu and the girl. The two people's gestures are intimate, ignoring the eyes of others, and it can't be more obvious.

Yang Haiyang stood on the sidelines with a glass of wine, and when I walked over, he whispered in horror, "Fuck, what's going on?"

Are you sick.

Looking at Shang Lu, who was completely mad on the field, I suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Shang Yunrou, and there were two such inconvenient bastards, one big and one small.

"Dancing." I smiled and changed the subject bluntly, "By the way, where are you going on your honeymoon?"

Yang Haiyang didn't really want to discuss with me behind his back the peach-colored gossip about his father-in-law.

While chatting, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I stopped talking and looked over. Fang Qinian slowly approached and came to me.

He asked in a disguised, somewhat soft female voice, "Can you dance?"

I can feel Yang Haiyang's shocked gaze, he may have begun to wonder if he is too old-fashioned and doesn't understand human interaction in high society.

Even though Fang Qinian was essentially a man, in the eyes of outsiders, he was still Shang Lu's wife, so I should not accept his invitation to dance.

But he asked me to dance, obviously not really asking me to dance, but to fight with Shang Lu in the arena and say goodbye to each other. It would be too embarrassing for me to reject him in public.

After all, he also had a relationship with me, and he was barely half a friend. It was just dancing, not diving into the sea, there was nothing wrong with it.

"Yeah." I nodded, handed the crutch to Yang Haiyang for safekeeping, and stretched out my hand to Fang Qinian, "But it's slower."

A little smile appeared on Fang Qinian's face: "Okay."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Qinian and I entered the dance floor.

In order to dance such a dance with Shang Muxiao, I wanted to stand up even for ten seconds, but I didn't want to stand up for real, but I became a stranger to him.

Now dancing this dance with Fang Qinian, it can be regarded as half of the wish of "dance a dance", which makes up for a little regret.

"Have you both broken up?" Fang Qinian stopped camouflaging his voice and asked in a clear male voice during the gentle dance steps.

He knew everything about me and Shang Muxiao, and he had nothing to hide, so he nodded "um".

"He deserves it." Fang Qinian said with relief.

We danced slower than others, often off the beaten track, and it didn't look like dancing, but more like body wiggling aimlessly.

Shang Lu skipped a song with others. At this time, he was no longer on the dance floor. In the constantly changing field of vision, he and Song Wancheng could be seen talking under a tent not far away.

When he saw us, he couldn't tell if he was angry or not, and he had no expression on his face, but he looked this way for an extraordinarily long time.

"During the Chinese New Year, after he sent you back, he had another fight with Shang Yunrou. He was locked up, and his mobile phone was confiscated. Do you know that?"

I came back to my senses, heard Fang Qinian say this, and recalled that Shang Muxiao did not reply to me for a period of two days and did not call me, and lost contact for more than 40 hours, until I went to attend the lecture and got off the plane. to his phone.

I thought about all kinds of possibilities, but I didn't think that he was locked up.

"You don't know." Fang Qinian knew the answer through my expression, and added, "You can't even imagine what he did. In order to get out, he smashed the mirror with his hands and smashed the bloody tissue from the crack of the door. She put it out and said she had cut her wrists. Sister Wang was afraid that he would be in bad shape, so she didn't dare to lock him up again. She was so frightened that she almost called an ambulance for the New Year."