I Can't Be This Protagonist

The elevator entrance was so quiet that the air was almost stagnant. Almost everyone in the bright and dark places didn't react, and everything seemed to be still. Only Yan Shuang turned around calmly, bypassing the assistant and Sheng Guangming behind him, Calmly went to press the elevator.

Sheng Guangming didn't react until the elevator door closed and the downward sign lit up. He glanced at Qin Yubai. He was full of anger when he came, but now he felt a faint sadness for some reason.

The person in front of him looked pitiful.

No matter how much money you have, there is no way to remedy the kind of misery.

Sheng Guangming looked away, suddenly he didn't want to argue with the other party anymore, it was just a waste of time to argue with this kind of person.

Sheng Guangming didn't want to stay here any longer, so he stopped waiting for the elevator, turned around and walked towards the safe passage.

Assistant: Alright, they’re all gone, so I’ll leave him alone as a beater to face the embarrassing boss who can’t even pick it up on the ground hahahaha, it’s so fucking good!

The elevator went down quickly, and when it descended to the thirteenth floor, the indicator light for the twelfth floor suddenly lit up on the panel, and Yan Shuang glanced at it, knowing it in his heart.

It only took about half a second before and after, and the moment Yan Shuang's eyes moved from the panel to the elevator door, the elevator door opened.

A familiar handsome face came into view.

Yan Shuang didn't show a surprised expression, to be precise, he didn't show any expression on his face, he just quietly looked at the people outside the elevator.

Ji Yao's clothes were still neat and tidy, his face was a little blushing, and at the same time, a little sweat quietly leaked from the black hair on his forehead, slowly sliding down along the contour of his distinct cheeks.

Yo, you have good physical strength, you run really fast.

Yan Shuang looked away indifferently, and when he reached out to press the close button in the elevator, Ji Yao stepped into the elevator.

There is a lot of space in the elevator, but after Ji Yao came in, he forced Yan Shuang directly to the corner next to the wall of the elevator.

"What are you doing?" Yan Shuang didn't move, holding on to the handrail of the elevator with a vigilant expression on his face.

"What do you mean by remembering?"

As soon as Ji Yao opened his mouth, his voice was slightly hoarse, revealing the fact that he had just exercised vigorously.

"This is between me and him, and has nothing to do with you."

Yan Shuang's response was surprisingly cold.

The last few times they met each time was a violent collision of emotions. Yan Shuang seemed to be tired, and there was an honest look of boredom on his face.

Ji Yao can bear the quarrel with Yan Shuang, even if it is so intense that it hurts both sides, but he can't bear Yan Shuang saying "it has nothing to do with him" like now, as if he is excluded from this twisted and chaotic relationship.

"It has nothing to do with me?" Ji Yao said slowly, word by word.

"Yes," Yan Shuang said calmly, "You hate me, and I hate you too. If that's the case, nothing about me has anything to do with you."

Those indifferent eyes faintly ignited a cluster of flames, "I really hate you."

Yan Shuang's face showed the hurt expression of "I'm just talking, you really dare to admit it" on his face at the right time, but he still replied forcefully: "That's great." After he finished speaking, he stretched out his elbow Pushing the person in front of him, the moment his elbow was pressed against his chest, the person in front of him pressed down even more urgently.

Yan Shuang, who was already in the corner, was completely squeezed into a corner.

The two faces were too close, and there seemed to be thorns in both eyes. Just looking at each other like this can make each other feel sharp pain.

"What do you remember?"

The thin lips moved slightly, and the breath sprayed on the face, Yan Shuang turned his face away, "I said it has nothing to do with you..."

"He proposed to you, why didn't you agree?"

"Nothing to do with you."

The moment the elevator door opened, Yan Shuang violently pushed the person in front of him, but he didn't push away. Instead, Ji Yao took advantage of the situation and hugged him tightly. In his arms, he leaned against his ear, his breathing was a little short, "I..."

"Shuangshuang?!"

The words in my ear stopped abruptly.

Sheng Guangming, who walked down the stairs outside the elevator and waited, looked at the extra people in the elevator with a look of shock.

Yan Shuang didn't respond to him, but turned his face away, leaning against Ji Yao's side face with his lips, looking at him intently, "What are you?"

The sound of breathing changed from quick to slow, that indifferent and handsome side face was covered with a layer of mist, Ji Yao also turned his face away, looking at Sheng Guangming's footsteps outside the elevator, the two seemed to be about to kiss.

"I really..." With intertwined eyes, those two sharp lips said slowly, "I really hate you..."

Yan Shuang's eyes turned red without buffering, but he said calmly, "Both each other."

He propped up the arm that was pressed against his chest, and this time he easily broke free from Ji Yao's embrace, walked out of the elevator, Yan Shuang naturally took Sheng Guangming's arm, and said lightly, "Brother Sheng, let's go .”

Sheng Guangming turned his head, watched the elevator close slowly, and that haughty face disappeared from his sight.

When the sound of the elevator closing completely came, Yan Shuang also let go of Sheng Guangming's arm, "I'm sorry."

Sheng Guangming was stunned in place, and it took him a while to react. He glanced back at the elevator door, and then quickly chased after him.

Yan Shuang walked to the parking lot outside in one breath. He spotted Sheng Guangming's car, walked up to Sheng Guangming's car, put his hands on the door, and his straight back bent down as if exhausted.

Sheng Guangming, who was chasing him, stopped slowly. He stood there for a while, and then slowly stepped forward.

"Since you like it, why do you have to be duplicity?"

Yan Shuang leaned against his car without making a sound. After a while, he turned around and said, "Drive, my school still has classes in the afternoon."

Sheng Guangming didn't move, "I can see that he also likes you..."

He didn't continue talking, because Yan Shuang was looking at him with extremely sharp eyes.

He knew he had crossed the line again.

For some reason, this time, Sheng Guangming felt particularly lost.

He opened the car door silently, and Yan Shuang got into the car immediately.

Sheng Guangming was still standing outside the car until Yan Shuang, who had already fastened his seat belt, said, "I'm sorry, I took advantage of you just now."

Sheng Guangming was slightly taken aback.

"I apologize to you," Yan Shuang looked at the front expressionlessly, "I won't do it next time."

Sheng Guangming pursed his lips, frowned and got into the car.

The car starts, and the interior of the car is even quieter than in the building before.

Sheng Guangming thought to himself: It turns out that Qin Yubai's marriage proposal is not as good as Ji Yao's disgust.

He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and wanted to say something, but he knew that what he said had no weight to Yan Shuang. If it was Ji Yao... maybe as long as his attitude softened a little, it would be enough to make Yan Shuang happy.

Yan Shuang suddenly pressed the window on his side.

The wind outside the window swept into the car, making a whirring sound, Sheng Guangming couldn't help but said: "It's cold, close it."

Yan Shuang ignored it, and instead turned her entire face to the half-opened car window.

Sheng Guangming frowned with thick eyebrows, spotted the parking space on the side of the road ahead, and stopped the car directly.

"If you like it, just say you like it. If there is any misunderstanding between the two of you, why don't you make it clear? A man, what's there to be tight about!"

It was the first time that Sheng Guangming spoke so loudly in front of Yan Shuang, his tone even smacked of reprimand, and Yan Shuang seemed stunned by what he said.

The cold wind only blew on him for a while, and also turned his thin melon-seeded face into a reddish color.

"I'll take you back now, the two of you sit down and make it clear."

As Sheng Guangming said, he was about to shift gears and drive.

A pair of cool hands covered the back of his shifting hand.

Yan Shuang looked at him quietly, "I don't like him."

Sheng Guangming was almost a little angry, "Is it interesting to deceive yourself like this?"

"I don't like him," Yan Shuang said, "he doesn't like me either."

It stands to reason that Sheng Guangming is an irrelevant bystander, but he is more annoyed than the two parties involved, "Nonsense!"

Yan Shuang still pressed the back of his hand, "He and I are people from two worlds, it's impossible for us."

"What are people from two worlds?" Sheng Guangming couldn't hide his anger, "Is he an alien? Why don't I say human words all day long?"

Yan Shuang smiled feebly, "You don't understand."

Sheng Guangming was about to argue, when Yan Shuang said, "You never liked anyone, so you don't understand."

The back of the hand pressed by the soft palm suddenly felt hot, Sheng Guangming turned his face away, he glanced at the withered tree outside the window, and said in a blunt tone: "Who said that?"

"In short, he and I ended a long time ago, and you were there that day," Yan Shuang said, "It's all like that, there is no way we can be together."

Sheng Guangming was in a complicated mood, and he said, "If you don't try it, how do you know it's impossible?" He looked at Yan Shuang with serious eyes, "Even people from two worlds, as long as they work hard and sincerely, their worlds will be connected. .”

Yan Shuang looked at his sincere and bright eyes as bright as the sun, and said softly, "Really?"

"But..." He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't want to work hard anymore."

Sheng Guangming was stunned.

He finally understood what the lingering melancholy on Yan Shuang represented.

He might not have tried hard, maybe he had tried his best to enter that person's world, but he failed, and he must have failed quite tragically, which made him lack the courage to try again.

"Brother Sheng," Yan Shuang called him softly, "take me back to school."

Sheng Guangming sent Yan Shuang back to school and back to the cake shop.

The cake shop is still operating normally, and he has not informed the employees that their shop will be cleared within half a month.

The shopping mall was full of people, and the cake shop was doing very well. The diners were packed to the brim, and all of them had smiles on their faces.

Cake is food that makes people feel happy.

Sheng Guangming took a deep breath, no matter what, he would not give up his shop, nor would he give up... Yan Shuang.

In the afternoon, Sheng Guangming took the initiative to send a text message to Yan Shuang, asking when Yan Shuang would finish class.

"I'll pick you up from school?"

"I'm going to Dr. Qi's hospital after class."

"Alright, I'll see you off."

"it is good."

The short experience in the morning made the relationship between the two seem to have returned to the previous harmony.

When Sheng Guangming went to pick up Yan Shuang, he brought a strawberry cake.

"The new strawberries in winter are very fresh."

Yan Shuang took the cake box and thanked him.

Sheng Guangming drove the car to the hospital steadily, and swept Yan Shuang several times with his peripheral vision on the way. Yan Shuang was not unaware, he sat calmly until Sheng Guangming parked the car in front of the hospital.

As if out of some strange tacit understanding, Yan Shuang didn't get out of the car immediately. He sat in the stopped car for a while before saying, "Let's go first."

Sheng Guangming's heart was beating wildly all the time, and at this moment he said, "Wait—"

Yan Shuang naturally turned her gaze to him.

The expression on Sheng Guangming's face was obviously a little nervous, "In the morning, I asked you what your relationship with Dr. Qi is..."

Yan Shuang listened quietly, showing no sign of impatience or displeasure.

"Actually, I want to ask..." Sheng Guangming frowned. He has always been physically strong and is not afraid of the cold, but now his tongue seems to be frozen. Maybe... No, I really have a crush on you..."

A straight ball with the characteristics of a straight man was kicked over. Yan Shuang remained calm, holding a strawberry cake and sitting quietly.

Sheng Guangming also expected his reaction.

The message between them should be discovered by Yan Shuang first.

That's why Yan Shuang was suddenly indifferent to him, telling him to "stop here".

He didn't want to drag him into the water, Sheng Guangming had already figured it out.

"I know this may not be a particularly good time, but I still want to tell you," Sheng Guangming opened his mouth, and it became smoother and smoother, "There is a person who is trying to walk into you world."

"Brother Sheng," Yan Shuang's attitude finally fully returned to before, and he whispered softly, "You like girls."

"It's not about boys and girls. I have a crush on you. It's a fact."

"You'll regret it later."

"I'll talk about it later," Sheng Guangming smiled, "Maybe I'll regret it tonight."

When he said this, Yan Shuang also smiled, with a slightly relaxed expression on his face, "I...maybe..." He paused, his smile was melancholy and sincere, "I won't like you."

Sheng Guangming didn't feel angry or disappointed when he was rejected as soon as he confessed his love. On the contrary, he was very happy to see Yan Shuang opened his heart to him.

"It's okay," Sheng Guangming said lightly, "First love is always bitter."

Yan Shuang smiled again, his eyes slightly bent.

Then he slowly returned to his usual expression.

"Accordingly, since I don't like you, I shouldn't give you any hope. The farther away from you the better, but I... Brother Sheng, you are a good person," Yan Shuang stared at him with gentle eyes, "A good person is very warm." , so I yearn for this kind of warmth."

"It's like being there today. I held your hand just because I wanted to make him angry. With this kind of use, as long as you are by my side for a day, I may do that at any time."

"You are kind to me, I will not refuse, and I will not give you anything in return just because you are kind to me."

"I'm also greedy for the feeling Teacher Qi gave me. I'm going to the hospital now just to have sex with him."

"I'm just such a selfish, totally selfish person."

"Brother Sheng, I will hurt you and keep hurting you, so, do you still like me?"

Sheng Guangming had been listening quietly, holding the steering wheel in his palm, with a serious face. After listening, he glanced at Yan Shuang and said, "I'm not sure."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. It's the first time I have a good impression of someone, so I don't know how long this good impression will last. In short," he looked at Yan Shuang with a calm and forceful tone, "I still have a good impression of you now. "

"So, maybe you don't like me tonight?"

"maybe."

He said he wasn't sure, but his attitude was serious and solemn, Yan Shuang also showed a faint smile on his face, "If you don't like me anymore, can you tell me directly?"

"Okay," Sheng Guangming said, "I will tell you clearly like today."

"Thank you."

Holding the cake, Yan Shuang pushed the car door with one hand, and the cold wind poured into the car, Yan Shuang suddenly turned his face away, he quickly kissed him on the cheek, and then quickly ran away.

Sheng Guangming sat in the car, stunned for a long time, the cold wind outside the car blew the temperature inside the car, but it didn't lower the temperature on Sheng Guangming's face, he didn't turn back until the phone in his pocket vibrated. God, touched his hot face with the back of his hand, and quickly took out his phone.

——"December 12th is the first day you like me."

The temperature of his cheeks rose again, Sheng Guangming stared at the text message, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

No, this is what he likes him... I don't know how many days.