I'm afraid he will hate me one day. Hate me for ruining his life. Just like his mother, he lost his dream, lost the career he loved, no matter how much love there is, he will eventually go to a dead end.

There is not only love in this world.

At my age now, and having read philosophy for more than ten years, I have been able to fully understand this truth.

The death of the body is not the real death, the annihilation of the soul is the real death.

"No." I reassured him and touched his head, "Let's go to a psychiatrist, go for psychological counseling, and you can join a mutual aid group with me. It will be fine, you can definitely compete... …”

He didn't speak for a while, and just held me quietly, as if immersed in his own world.

I stopped talking, just quietly accompanied him.

After a few minutes, he muttered: "Beida, will you stay by my side all the time?"

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but today I suddenly had an epiphany and figured out the rules for him to call me "Teacher" and "North mustard".

When you call me teacher, he is about to act like a spoiled child; when you call me Beibei, it is he who needs love.

"Yes, I will."

With my assurance, he gradually let go of his embrace, as if he had finally come out of his emotions.

"I will definitely give you more and more trophies..." His voice was drowsy and lightened a little, "Let you... be proud of me."

"Okay." I responded to him, and he responded to everything he said.

I fell asleep unconsciously, but because of the awkward posture, didn't sleep much, so woke up at about six o'clock.

It's not that I haven't tried to go back to the wheelchair, but Shang Muxiao kept holding me and didn't let go, and I couldn't bear to wake him up, thinking about waiting, waiting... Just like that, Shang Yunrou and Yang Haiyang came.

The two entered the ward one after the other, and when Shang Yunrou saw me, she immediately stopped, staring at the lump in the quilt with a particularly wonderful expression. Yang Haiyang followed behind her, holding a big bag and a small bag in her hand, because she stood still and almost bumped into it, but fortunately she stopped in time and took two steps back.

"Why are you standing here? Fortunately, I didn't bump into..." He saw me in a blink of an eye, the last word stuck in his throat, and it took a long time to spit it out with difficulty, "...you."

The three of them stared at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.

Yang Haiyang still has a trace of fantasy at this moment, and his expression is very naive: "Why are you Beijiao... why are you here? What a coincidence."

I sighed secretly, and lifted the quilt, revealing Shang Muxiao's messy head, so that he could wake up and not make unnecessary struggles.

Yang Haiyang stared at the man stuck on me, the fruit drink in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

"Ah, Shang Muxiao... This guy is here." It seemed that he had completely forgotten who he was visiting today.

Chapter 70 Teacher, my hands are so cold

The rain outside had stopped, but the ground was still wet. Yang Haiyang was sitting on the steps outside the hall of the inpatient building, his brows furrowed tightly, a cigarette between his fingertips was smoking silently, and he did not speak.

Leaving the ward for the businessmen and sisters, Yang Haiyang and I went outside. I thought he would have a lot to ask me, but on the contrary, he didn't say a word.

"Why are you here?" Since he didn't say anything, I had to take the initiative to speak to break the deadlock.

Yang Haiyang smoked for a while, and was still like a statue for a moment, then turned his head suddenly: "I didn't come, how would I know that you and Shang Muxiao... ah?" He murmured a part, "No, how can you not be such a big deal? tell me?"

I took it for granted that he was angry because Shang Muxiao was his brother-in-law. He thought I didn't care about his mood, so he tried to reason with him.

"Everyone is an adult, you won't ask my opinion when you fall in love with others..."

He interrupted fiercely: "I don't mean that. He ... he is Shang Mu, that Shang Mu!" He pointed at the direction of the door, and the smoke on his hands bent a twisted arc. Good things, it's overcast, you can't like it if you like men. He is not all the way to you, how can you make him succeed! I tell you that he must be approaching you to revenge me. Dang! "

The more he said, the more he looked like that, he stood up excitedly, and fell the cigarette butt to the ground, and he stunned his feet aggressively.

"No, he can't match you, I don't agree with the two of you!"

I was completely surprised. I looked at him for a while, didn't hold back the laughter, and a smile was a bit unable to keep the feet.

He was laughed inexplicably by me and was irritable: "What are you laughing? I'm serious."

He said like this, I laughed even more, holding my stomach for a while to slow down.

"What you look like now, it seems like the former Shang Mu." I wiped the tears in the corner of my eyes and saw the blood road.

Yang Haiyang was still dark for a second, and when he heard the words, the whole person was hit by lightning.

"I ... I still have different natures with him." He tried to justify himself, "How can I be more reliable than him?"

Later, he counted his own advantages and pointed out the various shortcomings of Shang Muyu. To prove to me that he and Shang Muyi were simply two kinds of people.

I helplessly: "You have a deep prejudice to each other. This is the other half of you, and neither Yunrou and I don't want to see it."

But it is undeniable that I was very moved -the first reaction after I learned about the relationship between me and Shang Muyi was not that I liked a man, but that I was with such an unreliable person.

Do not vibrate our friends.

"Fuck ..." As soon as he heard the name of his wife, Yang Haiyang was angry.

He collapsed his shoulders, picked up the flat cigarette butt from his feet, and threw it into the trash can not far away. Then he dragged his steps back to me, as if setting a certain determination, took a deep breath.

"I know that Yunrou hurts that kid, and I know how cautious you are about feelings. I thought, for you, I am willing to live with him peacefully. But if ..." He was solemn, and there was no joke in his expression. Ingredients, "If he committed you with you one day, I will not spare him, even if Yun Rou is pleasing."