Eternal Burning

Get the car and go. "I looked at him and lifted my chin toward where the Humvee was.

Shang Muxiao stood up straight, with a triumphant smile on his face, took two steps forward, then stepped back and stretched out his hand towards me.

Give me an umbrella, I hate rain. "

It's okay if he doesn't explain, but once I explain it, I can't help but think.

Handing over the umbrella hanging on the armrest of the wheelchair, I asked hesitantly: You must give me the umbrella just for my umbrella, right? "

He held the umbrella body and smiled at me: so what? "After speaking, he twitched violently, opened his black umbrella, and whistled into the rain.

The black Hummer stopped in front of me, Shang Muxiao got out of the car and opened the rear door, looking like he was welcoming the big driver.

Although I still feel a little bit in my lower limbs, Shang Muxiao's car is too high to get up on my own.

I suspect he just got it right, watch my joke here.

Standing still, I didn't move for a long time, and the dark carriage was like the mouth of a giant shark, snarling wide open towards me. Either way it's telling me it's not a good idea.

Do you need help? "Finally, Shang Muxiao seemed to have had enough of the drama, and decided not to disguise himself as a human-shaped mushroom attached to the door, and extended a helping hand to me.

Take a look at the secluded giant mouth", and then look at Shang Muxiao. This is not a good idea, everyone knows, but I still inevitably have to throw myself into the trap.

Excuse me, help me. "I handed out my hand, showed weakness again, and found myself getting used to it more and more.

Even with the help of Shang Muxiao, the process was still not smooth.

Twelve years ago, a serious car accident damaged my spine and paralyzed my lower limbs, and my legs were completely paralyzed from that day on. I had already accepted the reality and realized that I was destined to be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life.

For the first two years, the doctor told me to actively rehabilitate, thinking that although I could no longer walk as freely as a normal person, I might be able to stand for a while and occasionally walk around the house with a cane.

I didn't think it was any better, but my parents insisted that I had to start a painful recovery. Then, all attempts ended in failure. For the first time in my life, I realized that not all hard work pays off. And the untold disappointment on my parents' faces was more torment than the frustration of failure.

Reconstruction is terminated and I no longer make any efforts. It only took two months for my parents to go from being angry at first to giving up on me completely.

In hindsight, they may have figured it out in two months. Instead of wasting time on me, a waste person, it is better to have another child, retrain, and be more reliable. So the next year, Beiyan was born.

I can't walk like you. "

If I had known today, I should have paid more attention to rebuilding.

Half of my weight was on Shang Muxiao's neck. He was brought to the side by me, and he supported the handle of the wheelchair with a twisted posture. His tone had become impatient.

Then you can think of a better pose. "I hooked his neck with both hands, trying to keep myself from falling, but just the second after my voice fell, the whole person became light, and before he could react, he was slapped and hugged by Shang Mu Xiao.

I stared at him in shock, unable to say a word.

This pose is fine. "He smiled and escorted me firmly into the back seat.

When it was implemented, the overly frightened heart slowly returned to its normal rhythm.

How do you get this? "Shang Muxiao asked, groping for the wheelchair structure.

I came to my senses and instructed him how to properly fold the wheelchair. He quickly got the hang of it, putting away the wheelchair and stuffing it in the trunk.

After telling him the address, he set up the navigation, and we had no more traffic. Whether it was the conversation that day about opportunity" or everything in the support group just now.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, gradually forming a pouring trend. Except for the regular mechanical sound of the wipers, there is nothing else in the car.

I turned on my phone and looked at the weather forecast. The probability of thunderstorms at night is close to 80%. It seems that the rain is still going to fall.

It took half an hour on the way to enter the underground parking garage, and Shang Muxiao took me directly to the elevator.

When I got out of the car, he still carried me down. This time, I was mentally prepared, and I remembered to say thank you to him.

But what surprised me was that after Shang Muxiao put me down, he didn't drive away immediately, but locked the door and stared at me.

doing what? ' I asked him frowning.

I'm a little thirsty, can I go up and have a cup of tea? "His tone was like a dead child who walked into a convenience store and asked the boss for McWhirlwind, with a bewildering naturalness.

Sorry, can't. "I refused crisply and swiftly, and then controlled the wheelchair to go to the elevator. After walking for a while, I looked back and found that Shang Muxiao actually followed.

I turned the wheelchair to face him and reiterated: I said, no. "

I heard. "With his hands in the denim jacket, Shang Muxiao looked a bit rascal.

I've even made up his subtext - I hear it, but so what? Can you break my leg so I can no longer follow you?

I can not.