Eternal Burning - Chapter 57

[Chapter 57 Only this sentence is false]

He really knows how to deal with me. As soon as he acted like a spoiled child, his rationality disappeared; he pretended to be pitiful, and all his principles were crumbling; now that he sheds a tear, my heart can no longer be hardened.

“Why are you crying?” I held his profile, wiping away the tears left under his eyes, “How old you are, you still shed tears.”

He turned a deaf ear to my words, stared at my lips, and carefully touched mine with his fingertips. The corners of his lips—where there are still his wet tears.

Holding the slightly wet fingertips in front of him, he seemed a little unbelievable, unable to believe that this weak substance was produced in his body.

“I cried…” He looked even more shocked than I was, “I cried for you?”

His tone was as if I was the bastard who didn’t take his feelings seriously and bet on other people’s feelings, and shed a tear for me It’s a desecration of love.

“Then I didn’t cry, I didn’t see anything.” I quickly changed my words.

I don’t know what I said wrong, he moved his eyes from his fingers to my face, waved my hand, and in an instant, the spikes all over his body stood up.

“You liar! Are you completely exposed now? You don’t care about me at all, and you don’t care about me!” With red eyes, he said more and more hated, “The kindness to me is all fake, you lied to me. You like me Dad, how can you like him?” It’s so

hard to coax…

I raised my hand and wanted to touch him, but I was afraid that he would resist, so after hesitating, I had to give up and lie back on the ground obediently.

“I don’t like your father that kind of…” I tried to sort out with him the difference between chasing a star and having a crush.

“You just like him!” However, Shang Muxiao didn’t listen to me at all, “You still want to dance with him!”

Where did he get the idea that I wanted to dance with Shang Lu? Why should I dance with Shang Lu?

To say that he can still find some basis for misunderstanding for his many false speculations about me before, then this matter is too baffling.

“None of you don’t want me… I hate you…” He said disgust, but his body leaned down and kissed my lips.

Alcohol amplifies all emotions, making him feel wronged to the extreme, and hated to the extreme at the same time.

The two emotions tugged at him and finally merged into one, both of which turned into dissatisfaction with me.

“I hate you…” He rubbed my lips together, a moment of tender temptation, and a moment of rough gnawing.

The smell of whiskey is transmitted through saliva, and it is very aggressive, directly piercing the part of my brain that maintains sanity, paralyzing it, and rejecting it…

I raised my hand again, and I didn’t care whether it would be opened by him, clinging to his arm , fingertips blindly grabbed his clothes.

The body temperature gradually rose, and Shang Muxiao’s movements began to get out of control, going deeper and more excited.

It was as if someone had poured a ton of spirits into his head, and it was as if he had been stuffed with cotton, and the kiss was inseparable, and the corner of his eye was suddenly shaken by the light outside the door.

Thanks to this ray of light, I suddenly woke up, regained my body’s sovereignty from the hands of instinct, and forcefully lifted the Shang Muxiao from my body.

Unprepared, he threw his butt to the side, and his expression was blank for a few seconds before he realized what was going on.

“I forgot, you don’t like me touching you…” he murmured.

I sat up and ignored him. There was a tingling pain in the lower lip, which seemed to be bitten, and the button of the shirt was unknowingly torn a few pieces.

“Only this sentence is false.” I lowered my head and said while tying my buttons, “I haven’t lied to you about the rest.”

His end was quiet, no response or movement.

If I hadn’t seen him sitting up straight out of the corner of my eye, I would have wondered if he fell asleep instantly.

After a long time, he spit out three words: “I don’t believe it.”

I moved my hand and looked at him coldly: “Aisin doesn’t…”

“Unless you dance with me too.” He finished speaking very quickly, stood up staggeringly from the ground, and stretched out towards me. Shot, “I want to dance with you.”

The paranoia of the drunk is confusing.

I looked at him, but didn’t answer immediately: “Then you want to be obedient after the dance, okay?”

He smiled, and suddenly became too obedient: “Okay.”

Holding his hand and using strength to stand up, the night sky outside the house was suddenly engulfed. Huge fireworks lit up.

The fireworks with gorgeous colors and different shapes are like some kind of plants that are born for the night. With an instant bloom, they can exchange for the rare warmth and vitality of the quiet and peaceful night.

Shang Muxiao and I embraced each other, and with the sound of a drumbeat, we gently swayed our bodies in the dark room.

Shang Muxiao hugged me too tightly, this was not a dance move at all, it was even worse than the dance with Fang Qinian. And my exoskeleton is about to run out of electricity, so I shouldn’t dance like this leisurely…

However, kisses with alcohol, fireworks outside the house, distant voices, only each other’s dark room… Dance with me, once It’s the only motivation for me to try to get up. In this situation, how can I not continue this dance longer?

I know, I know, what to do and what not to do. But if everything goes as expected, people won’t always regard “all the best” as their greatest blessing.

Rational chatter and clamor.

But just like the voices in the distance, they all became the background sound of the dance between me and Shang Muxiao.

I don’t know how long it took, the fireworks were finished, the night sky was quiet again, and there was only a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, and I also stopped.

“Is that all right?” I patted Shang Muxiao’s broad shoulders and motioned him to let go.

He pretended to be dead for a while, until I called him in an aggravated tone with my first and last name, and he was reluctant to straighten up and take his arms away from me.

“I’m done, can I go?” I looked at the time, and if I didn’t hurry, I had to run out of electricity halfway through.

“Yeah.” After dancing, he felt much better, “Let’s go back together.”

He lives in the building opposite me, so it’s okay to go back together, just…

“Do you have to walk like this?” Couldn’t help but ask back.

Shang Muxiao walked behind me, pinched a corner of my hem with his fingers, and looked at me innocently when he heard this, he looked more like a preschooler than Yang Youling.

He didn’t speak, lowered his eyes, squeezed my clothes tighter, and told me with practical actions—yes, he had to go like this.

I had no choice but to speed up my steps and go downstairs, quietly walking out through the back door of the bungalow.

The back door has a winding path leading directly to the parking lot, with dense greenery on both sides. There is a hundred-year-old banyan tree, which covers the sky and the sun. It has experienced wars and generations of house owners. It is still full of vitality and lush foliage.

When they got closer, they saw a man and a woman under the banyan tree, kissing inseparably. One of the woman’s legs hooked the man’s thigh, and was pressed against the tree by the man. The man held her leg, and his palm almost reached the bottom of the skirt.

The man is tall and covers the woman quite tightly, but a little bit of clothing style that is exposed sporadically makes me feel very familiar.

Fang Qinian seems to be wearing this color today, and it’s quite bright…

“Why are you staring at them?” Shang Muxiao suddenly came up behind him and whispered in my ear.

I regained my senses and saw that his brows and eyes darkened again. I was afraid that the two people who were suspected of being Shang Lu and Fang Qinian would be disturbed, so I hurriedly took his hand and left. When he was in the parking lot and completely away from the deadly banyan tree, he released him again.

Let Shang Muxiao get in the car, he will get in the car obediently, and tell him not to move, he does the same.

Forty minutes on the return trip, he was looking at me for at least half of the time. Later, maybe he couldn’t hold it anymore, so he fell asleep on the back of the chair.

When I drove the car into the community, I saw that his breathing was slow and he had no intention of waking up at all, so he simply turned off the fire, lowered the window, and waited silently.

There are no people in the garage, and occasionally a car passes by, and the sound of pressing the speed bump will be particularly loud.

I was about to close the window when Shang Muxiao moved and woke up beside me.

“Are you there yet?” He held his forehead, his voice full of tiredness.

Raising the window, I opened the door and said, “Well, get out of the car.” The

interrupted sleep made Shang Muxiao’s face look bad, and the alcohol circulated and sublimated in his body, which drove his emotions for a night, and now it finally stopped, he Can’t wait to find a place to lie down.

I don’t know if tomorrow, when he wakes up and thinks about what happened tonight, he will want to kill me.

It’s a pity I didn’t capture the scene where he was crying…

I was walking towards the elevator, I was in front and he was behind, this time he didn’t hold my clothes again.

We should have separated at the elevator entrance. He went to his house and I went to mine.

But just when I turned around and wanted to say goodbye to him, my body suddenly fell backwards involuntarily, like a puppet whose thread had been cut, and the whole thing was slumped.

Oops, I must have missed the power warning reminder of the exoskeleton…

I was about to fall, I had closed my eyes and prepared for the pain, but my body was supported by a pair of solid arms in time.

“North mustard!”

I opened my eyes, and Shang Muxiao changed his previous sluggishness, his face full of panic.

Maybe he was in a hurry, he gasped clearly: “Why are you uncomfortable?”

I looked at him like this and wanted to laugh a little.

“My exoskeleton is out of power.”

He was stunned for a moment, then relaxed, hugging me and sitting on the ground.

“I thought you fainted…”

I couldn’t go upstairs by myself like this, and the only person I could ask for help at the moment was Shang Muxiao in front of me.

“Go, help me push the wheelchair in the back seat of the car.” I pushed him.

He frowned, turned his head and glanced at the direction of my car, and then looked back at me: “Why is it so troublesome?” After he finished speaking, he supported my knee with one arm and hugged me firmly from the ground.

I wrapped my arms around his neck subconsciously, but I didn’t think this method was that convenient.

“Can you be careful in the future, what if you are outside? It’s fortunate that there is me this time, do you know how dangerous it would be without me?” My carelessness.

I kept listening silently until the elevator reached the designated floor. Seeing that he had not stopped, I finally couldn’t help but speak.

“I’d be home long ago without you.”

Shang Muxiao stepped out of the elevator for a while, then picked it up in the next second as if nothing had happened, and didn’t say anything else.

Opening the door, he carried me into the bedroom and gently placed me on the bed.

There is also a spare wheelchair at home. I was about to ask him to help me push it over, but he took off his coat and jumped right next to me, closing his eyes.

[End of This Chapter]