I Can't Be This Protagonist

Whenever Sheng Guangming meets a new friend, when the other party learns that his profession is a boxer, he will instinctively show fear, and even some people with less sensitive nerves will directly sigh: "Then others will not dare to offend you gone."

He said that he seemed to be a violent madman who would violently beat people if he didn't agree with each other.

But in fact, Sheng Guangming is a law-abiding citizen who has lived to this day and has been meticulous in sorting garbage.

Sheng Guangming pressed down the hat on his head, his heart beating—is he breaking the law by following Yan Shuang like this?

Last night Yan Shuang said that he would not eat his cake today.

Isn't that obvious?

——Yan Shuang is going to "pick up guests" today!

Sheng Guangming didn't fall asleep almost all night.

For the past month, Yan Shuang has been so obedient that he almost forgot how rebellious Yan Shuang was when he first met Yan Shuang.

He was never nice.

The air in the campus is as fresh as he imagined.

After a night of winter, the colors in the school became dim, and the students wrapped in winter clothes hurried about, looking no different from the office workers outside the campus, as if they were in a hurry to catch up with something.

Sheng Guangming deliberately wore a hoodie and a baseball cap in an attempt to make himself look more student-like and less obtrusive on campus.

This behavior of pretending to be tender and stalking caused the temperature of his head and face to rise continuously, and at the same time, his heartbeat became faster and faster.

He understood that this was definitely an act of crossing the line.

Sheng Guangming was annoyed and regretful while following the figure in front of him closely.

Yan Shuang's appearance in school is familiar yet strange.

A portion of the lavender turtleneck sweater was exposed from the coat, which set off a fair and delicate face. The facial features were too soft, and the smooth black hair was half-hidden, making it look almost indistinguishable from a distance.

it's beautiful.

Are all gays this pretty?

Sheng Guangming thought inappropriately.

Yan Shuang's footsteps stopped suddenly, and Sheng Guangming immediately lowered his hat and mixed into the crowd. When Yan Shuang turned around and continued walking, he held down his beating heart and continued to follow.

He really is not suitable for doing bad things.

Following Yan Shuang dangerously into the classroom, Sheng Guangming found an inconspicuous seat at the back and sat down.

Yan Shuang sat in the third row in the middle of the classroom.

Sheng Guangming fixed his eyes on every boy who passed by.

Um?Someone is sitting next to Yan Shuang!

The two of them only spoke one sentence...it was okay.

Sheng Guangming observed every man who talked to Yan Shuang or approached Yan Shuang with the cautious attitude he used in the boxing ring.

Everyone seems to be decent, and the most decent one is Yan Shuang himself.

His fair face was almost as cold as ice, and he was polite and distant when talking to everyone.

It was almost in line with Sheng Guangming's guess about Yan Shuang.

When the music for the end of get out of class sounded, Sheng Guangming realized that more than an hour had passed.

How does time go by so fast?

Yan Shuang was already packing his schoolbag and leaving, Sheng Guangming didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly stood up and followed.

Yan Shuang walked quickly.

Sheng Guangming couldn't help stepping up, and followed Yan Shuang into another teaching building.

As soon as he entered, Sheng Guangming felt something was wrong.

This school building is too quiet!

The arm thrusting out from the corner was very fast, but in Sheng Guangming's eyes, it was as slow as a slow motion in a movie. He easily grabbed the opponent's forearm.

"Brother Sheng?"

Yan Shuang looked at Sheng Guangming with a look of astonishment.

In fact, he had already noticed that Sheng Guangming was following him.

By the standards of stalkers, Sheng Guangming is the most amateurish one in the world.

Sheng Guangming didn't expect Yan Shuang to find him at all, and the expression on his face looked even more shocked than Yan Shuang's. When his brain received the current situation information, his face immediately turned red.

Found out... found out... found out... found out...

The entire brain is filled with four words, which are played in a loop, deafening.

"Brother Sheng," Yan Shuang's voice sounded calm, "Why are you here?"

Sheng Guangming was still out of his body, his ears were buzzing, and his head was already lowered instinctively, "I, I, come, no, no, make up, make up..."

The tall and strong man stuttered and couldn't even tell a lie in front of the much younger boy, his whole face was so red that it was about to smoke, and finally he just kept silent.

"You follow me."

A few simple and clear words clearly pointed out his shameless behavior.

Sheng Guangming has no way to defend himself, the facts are in front of him, he is really not good at lying and he doesn't like to lie.

Wrong is wrong.

He could only bury his head lower in shame.

"Let go first." Yan Shuang said lightly.

Sheng Guangming heard Yan Shuang's words in his ears, but his mind didn't process the message at all, and the three words "what to do" began to circulate in his mind.

I was discovered, what should I do?

The front and back are connected in series, turning into a huge bold question that beats wildly on his nerves.

Sheng Guangming realized that he was still holding Yan Shuang's arm when he felt the strength of struggling in his palm.

"Ah—" Sheng Guangming yelled, let go of his hands in a panic, looked up to see Yan Shuang's cold face, and apologized hastily, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Yan Shuang followed aggressively.

Sheng Guangming opened his mouth weakly, and apologized palely again.

"sorry."

Yan Shuang turned his wrist, Sheng Guangming's strength was really great, "Why are you following me?"

Sheng Guangming lowered his head and remained silent.

The teaching building was empty, they were at the corner of the stairs, shrouded in the shadow of the oblique triangle, one of them stood in the sun, and the other stood in the shadow.

"fine."

Yan Shuang turned around and left, but of course he didn't make it - Sheng Guangming grabbed his wrist.

Yan Shuang turned his face away, Sheng Guangming still lowered his head, his face was covered by the baseball cap he was wearing, his shoulders were slumped, he looked like a big abandoned dog.

"You can say whatever you want," Yan Shuang said calmly, "I still have lessons."

Sheng Guangming puffed up the back of his hand slightly, and sighed softly, "Yan Shuang, you know what I want to say."

Yo, you still know how to retreat to advance, aren't you a pure idiot?

Yan Shuang said softly, "Let go first."

Sheng Guangming glanced at him tentatively, saw that his face was calm, and he seemed to want to talk, so he let go.

Yan Shuang looked at him, and said calmly, "Sheng Guangming, you are my neighbor in a relationship, and you came from the same orphanage, although I don't think it makes sense, but you take it seriously, so I also Let's cooperate with you."

The lake-like eyes reflected the color of the sun, "You know what I want to say."

The exact same words were returned to him.

Sheng Guangming felt a little uncomfortable, and said slowly, "I know."

The relationship between them was mediocre, and he had no right to interfere with Yan Shuang.

But let him turn a blind eye to the downfall of such a good young man, he really can't do it.

Being in the same orphanage does not mean much, but being alone in this world also has a lot of meaning.

"Just know it," Yan Shuang smiled, a polite and indifferent smile that Sheng Guangming was familiar with, "Then I'm leaving."

An ordinary farewell, like the most appropriate ending to his absurd behavior today.

Yan Shuang can't just be let go.

When a thought popped up in my mind, my body reacted instantly.

Sheng Guangming stretched out his hand again, and Yan Shuang seemed to expect him to do this, and raised his hand at the same moment Sheng Guangming raised his hand.

"Snapped--"

Two hands collided.

Before Sheng Guangming could withdraw in time, Yan Shuang grabbed his hand in a rebellious manner, and his fingers were inserted into his finger joints. He was also a man, but Yan Shuang's fingers were as soft as if they had no bones, and the temperature was slightly cold. Any lethality made Sheng Guangming retreat in astonishment.

Yan Shuang raised his hands above his head and nailed him to the wall with an irresistible force.

Sheng Guangming opened his eyes wide, "Yan Shuang..."

"I'm gay," Yan Shuang raised his face and looked straight into Sheng Guangming's eyes, with a cold but unspeakable charm, "Do you understand?"

The back of the hand is a cold wall, and the palm is soft human skin.

His heat gradually spread to Yan Shuang, making Yan Shuang's hands warm.

"I know..." Sheng Guangming said slowly, "I just want to persuade you not to..."

"Okay." Yan Shuang interrupted.

Sheng Guangming was startled for a moment, and then showed joy, "Really?"

"Really," Yan Shuang nodded with a smile, "If I don't collect money today, it won't be considered a sale."

Sheng Guangming: "..."

Seeing Sheng Guangming's worldview collapsed, Yan Shuang's smile deepened, "I won't charge you anymore, is that okay?"

Every step is pressed, there is no room for breathing.

A month of peaceful and peaceful time together is a calm river, and all Yan Shuang has to do today is to throw stones into this river.

Sheng Guangming is a person who likes to set goals for himself in everything. As long as he has set his sights on the goal, he will go forward without hesitation, and will not turn back without hitting the south wall.

He can endure day after day of boring training and competitions he doesn't like for his cake dream.

This is a very resilient man.

As for Yan Shuang, Yan Shuang guessed that his goal was to hope that he could turn around and jump out of the dust.

Now he just wants to tell Sheng Guangming that this goal is not enough.

If Sheng Guangming's various interferences with him were still famous in the past, what about now?

What right does Sheng Guangming have to tell him what to do?

What identity can control his private life?

There is only one answer.

"No money..." Sheng Guangming understood Yan Shuang's implication, and said slowly, "But I still want to talk to the man..."

"Yes."

"I'm gay," Yan Shuang said in a relaxed tone, "It's normal."

"It's not normal."

Sheng Guangming looked intensely, "Yan Shuang, this is not normal."

Yan Shuang laughed again, his eyes fell quietly, and when he raised his eyes again, the eyeballs under the long eyelashes slowly rolled, "...Are you a virgin?"

Sheng Guangming didn't know why the topic suddenly jumped into this category, and his face blushed instinctively, "Yan Shuang, listen to me, whether you like a man or a woman, you should take matters of relationship seriously..."

Sheng Guangming suddenly pursed his lips.

"Why don't you continue talking?" Yan Shuang smiled lightly.

He is touching his hand.

The fingers embedded in the fingertips slid up and down, and the skin belonging to another person rubbed against each other, slow and abrasive, an extremely strange feeling.

There seemed to be hooks growing out of his eyes, Yan Shuang raised his head, breathing on the tip of his nose, "Do you usually like to use this hand or the other?"

Except for the face, other places seemed to be on fire at once, and the temperature rose suddenly without any buffer. In such an abnormal situation, Sheng Guangming subconsciously wanted to shake off Yan Shuang's hand.

The fingers were too tightly embedded, and with sweat, he didn't even shake it off at once. Instead, because of the excessive strength of his arms, he quickly threw Yan Shuang out.

With his excellent response, Sheng Guangming immediately pulled back Yan Shuang who was about to be thrown out.

With such a flick and tug, the two of them stuck together.

They had never been this close.

Padded jackets on hoodies, jeans on jeans.

Strictly fit.

Yan Shuang's face was huddled in the lavender sweater, looking up at the red-faced Sheng Guangming, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Straight man?"