I Can't Be This Protagonist

"Sheng, you performed really well on the stage just now. I have never seen a more talented boxer than you...God, you are a god and a Hercules in the world..."

Foreigners are really endlessly noisy when they praise them.

Sheng Guangming frowned and untied the bandage inside the glove, "What do you want?"

"Oh, that's right, it might be embarrassing to say it, but Sheng, you are so beautiful, I mean your demeanor on stage, and your...you know, that perfect muscle line...you really I don't know how many people are willing to wipe the sweat off your chest and use their tongues..."

The hand that unwrapped the bandage paused, and his handsome and gentle face was rarely stained with a serious color, "Mr. White."

The blond man held his breath for an instant, and his expression of admiration and obsession also froze.

"I respect you because you are the chairman of the boxing federation. I have no interest in men."

"Please don't harass me."

The bandage was stained with sweat, and the fingers were slightly curled up.

"...Otherwise, I don't mind leaving some souvenirs for you."

Violence and sex are a pair of twins, coupled with the carriage of power, it is enough to make the world gallop.

The blond man took it for granted that the new star boxer would not refuse his request, but he did not expect to be rejected so directly. He did not give up and said: "Sheng, in fact, men and women are similar, you can try..."

The fist slid across his cheek with the strong wind, and the blond man was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

"roll--"

Sheng Guangming was speechless.

His flushed face and flustered expression were reflected in those beautiful eyes.

The clasped palms are hot and humid, and sweat is continuously overflowing from the attached skin, and it is hard to tell who is sweating.

"So Brother Sheng..." The long eyelashes were half closed, covering most of the brilliance in the eyes, and the red lips moved slightly. It was clearly in front of him, but it seemed to be a completely different world far away from him. people are talking, "...are you jealous?"

"With the so-called banner of justice and good for me on my mouth, I really wish that the man on the bed is you..." The red lips got closer and closer with the pressure of the long legs, and stayed just a short distance from the corner of his lips, "... ...Is that right? Brother Sheng."

It's too quiet in the corridor.

"Boom bang bang-"

The sound of the rapid heartbeat was so loud that it was impossible to ignore, and the smell and breathing were all entangled in a disorderly manner.

The people in front of him and the words heard in his ears were too shocking, Sheng Guangming couldn't say anything to refute for a moment, his lips were stretched into a straight line, lest he would touch the bright minefield if he moved a little.

He could shake off Yan Shuang, as long as he wanted, he could break off the five fingers that twisted him in a second, and let this beautiful face show a painful expression.

——Because of this.

He couldn't bear the pained look on his face.

When the eyelashes were raised again, the dark eyes showed complete indifference. Yan Shuang withdrew his hand and took half a step back at the same time. He only said one word to Sheng Guangming.

"roll."

He turned around and left, the sound of brisk footsteps echoing in the empty corridor, it seemed that this little confrontation did not affect his mood at all.

Sheng Guangming leaned against the wall and stared blankly for a while.

He didn't think about anything, and his mind was full of fragments. For a while, he was beating his opponent in the boxing ring, for a while, he was studying the cake recipe late at night, for a while, he was running at night... the past twenty years Everything was smashed into pieces, and it came to him in a messy manner, and finally stopped in the locker room.

"Someday you'll fall for a man!"

The other party's angry roar made him snort.

Do not make jokes.

His dream in life has always been to get married and have children to form a happy little family.

He never had any interest in men.

Just now... was just an accident.

He is too busy opening a shop, so he has no time to solve such personal problems. He has been lonely for too long, so he is easily teased.

The two were too close, the other's body was too fragrant, and his face was too fair and delicate... Sheng Guangming tried his best to persuade himself, and slowly calmed down his agitated body.

The cold wind drifted in from the half-open glass window, gradually drying the sweat on his body. Sheng Guangming raised his hand and took off the baseball cap on his head. A lot of sweat protruded from his suppressed black hair. Blow, a splitting headache.

I don't know how long I stayed in the corridor. When I walked out of the teaching building, Sheng Guangming was watching the sunset in the sky. The sunset glow filled the sky and embellished the entire gloomy campus extremely brightly. The sunset in winter is also more glamorous than in summer.

Sheng Guangming raised his hand and put on his hat again, his eyes narrowed, his face seemed to have made some kind of determination, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number he saved not long ago.

Yan Shuang refused.

As expected, Sheng Guangming was not discouraged and continued to call.

Rejected three times in a row.

The fourth time the call finally got through.

"Hey?"

Sheng Guangming said cautiously, "Yan Shuang, where are you? Can we talk?"

There was no response from Yan Shuang on the phone, but the faint sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

"...The price is as agreed before."

Sheng Guangming's pupils dilated slightly.

This is not Yan Shuang's voice.

"Ah."

Yan Shuang's voice was very cold.

"Is it safe? Don't let anything happen...in case you are caught by the counselor..."

"Don't worry, you are not the first customer. If you don't believe me, you can ask other people."

"I was introduced by my roommate, okay, should I pay the money first or inspect the goods first?"

"Whatever, I don't care."

"Then...can I take a look first?"

"can."

The sound of the zipper being unzipped came to his ears, and Sheng Guangming's hand almost crushed the phone in his hand. He hung up the phone and called again eagerly.

Yan Shuang didn't answer, nor did he refuse.

Sheng Guangming rushed to the campus shrouded in the setting sun, with his mobile phone tightly pressed to his ear, except for the vast "beep" sound, there was only the sound of wind passing by his ears while running.

no - no -

With amazing memory and insight, Sheng Guangming recognized someone who passed by who had appeared in the same class as Yan Shuang.

His footsteps stopped suddenly, he grabbed the opponent's arm, and under the horror and doubtful eyes of the opponent, he said with expectation: "Do you know where Yan Shuang has gone?"

The dark red runway on the playground was cracked section by section. Yan Shuang stood beside the grove at the end of the runway, with his hands tucked into his coat pockets, half of his face hidden under the turtleneck sweater. The boy was beaming with joy. Running to him, "It's done—"

Yan Shuang looked calm, "I just said that my sick note must be fine."

"That's great!" the boy said happily, "This way I don't have to run and clock in for a week."

"I only do business with one person once, and introduce new customers, but I must be trustworthy."

"I understand the rules, don't worry."

The boy smiled and arched Yan Shuang's shoulders with his shoulders. The smile on his face hadn't disappeared yet, but suddenly a strong force came from his shoulders. He was pushed away, and when he turned around, he saw a man with strange eyes and eyes full of anger.

"Stay away from him."

The other party's tone was extremely cold, his voice was harsh, and there was an inexplicable fierce aura exuding from his body. The boy who felt that he was going to be beaten in the next second turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Sheng Guangming turned his face back, he ran all the way, his face was neither red nor out of breath, only his eyes were wide open.

Compared with hearing Yan Shuang talk about this matter again and again, hearing it with his own ears on the phone, and seeing such a scene again, he clearly realized how unbearable he was.

"What are you doing?" Yan Shuang looked tired, not at all ashamed of being caught on the spot, "Smashing the scene?"

Sheng Guangming looked at him, his chest heaving slowly, and after silently filtering out the anger in his voice, he said, "You..." He was speechless.

He was originally a person who was not good at words, and in today's situation, he didn't know what to say.

Facing Yan Shuang, he always seemed at a loss.

The wind rustled through the trees.

Both stood still.

One is leisurely, but the other is extremely tense.

After a while, Sheng Guangming's footsteps moved.

He shielded Yan Shuang from the cold wind blowing from his side.

"I...don't like men..."

"Stop," Yan Shuang directly interrupted his opening remarks, "I don't want to hear your hypocritical declaration of sexuality, I've seen a lot of people who keep saying that they don't love men, and can't stop in bed."

Sheng Guangming's face turned pale, and he couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Yan Shuang glanced at him, "Why?"

"Why do you do such a thing?"

The broad back blocked the cold wind blowing, Sheng Guangming approached half a step, his eyes looked at Yan Shuang enthusiastically, "Have a good relationship, won't you?"

Yan Shuang saw serious puzzlement in his eyes.

In Sheng Guangming's world, cats eat fish and dogs eat meat, and Ultraman fights little monsters. Everything has its natural order. Of course, there are good people and bad people in the world. Good people are rewarded and bad people are punished. To overcome, when encountering bad guys, bravely beat them away.

So...he didn't understand how "Yan Shuang" could fall in love with someone who hurt him like that.

A bad lid goes with a bad pot.

"Yan Shuang" loved scum, so he is not innocent.

The slag attack matches the cheap accept.

He is, of course, a badass.

How can a rotten person deserve to be with a good person?

"Not good," Yan Shuang said lightly, "I like this."

Sheng Guangming asked stubbornly, "Why?"

"No why."

"There is always a reason for doing things, Yan Shuang, can you tell me? I am willing to help you..."

Yan Shuang smiled, "Okay, I'll tell you the reason."

Sheng Guangming stopped the conversation at once, and waited with bated breath for Yan Shuang to confide in him. Maybe this would be a heartbreaking story, but as long as it was told, there would be the possibility of healing. He came here to lead Yan Shuang to a better world.

The long eyelashes fluttered up and down, and a faint smile appeared on his fair face.

"Because I suck."

The four words entered Sheng Guangming's eardrum clearly.

"Did you hear me?"

Yan Shuang repeated: "Because I'm dead."

Sheng Guangming looked at that face steadily, trying to find some clues to prove that Yan Shuang was just talking angry now, but Yan Shuang only had seriousness on his face.

"Brother Sheng," his tone suddenly became gentle again, "There are black and white in the world. You are a good person and I am a bad person. Don't ask me why I am a bad person. If you really don't understand, just treat me as another person." A species is good, you don’t always ask why birds like to eat insects, do you? The fact is that there are people like me in the world, which may be a hindrance to people like you. You can’t understand it, so you have to break the casserole and ask In the end, Brother Sheng, my suggestion is that we keep a distance from each other and don't interfere with each other, which is good for you and me."

Yan Shuang's eloquence is really good, Sheng Guangming thought abruptly.

When he speaks, he is eloquent and pleasant, and the content inside seems to make sense.

There are all kinds of people in the world.

He can't ask everyone to behave according to his standards.

He also has no qualifications to do so.

Yan Shuang was right.

Keep your distance and don't interfere with each other. In this way, his life will get back on track and go in the direction he expected in the first place.

"In addition, the boy just now is not my customer, what I sold him is a sick leave form."

"I don't want to pick up guests today either."

Yan Shuang continued, "I just think...we..."

He stopped talking, turned his face, looked into Sheng Guangming's eyes clearly, "...it's time to stop here."