I Can't Be This Protagonist

[The owner is happy, closed for a week. 】

A notice was pasted in front of the newly opened cake shop, and the two hearts close together on the notice hinted at the specific content of "you are happy".

The inside of the store was not as quiet as imagined, the cake masters were still busy making pastries, and the shop assistants were all ready to take the cakes and slipped out of the alley at the back door to deliver the goods.

Someone was making trouble outside the store, so Sheng Guangming simply asked the clerks to call one by one according to the phone number left by the customer, informing them that the store will suspend purchases in the store, and all deliveries will be provided.

Thinking of buying cakes without queuing, customers naturally agreed. After getting permission, the clerks delivered the urgently made "menu" to customers' homes, along with small biscuits as a gift. There will also be neighbors when they come to the door Attracted by the sweet aroma and considerate service, people came up to inquire curiously. In this way, the flow of customers increased instead of decreasing.

The closed shops were bustling with activity.

The man in black guarding the door disappeared two days later.

The clerks asked Sheng Guangming pleasantly if he wanted to reopen the business. Sheng Guangming rejected the proposal, "Let's adopt the current model until the holiday."

In fact, if Qin Yubai really wants to follow him to kill them all, such a sneaky underground mode will not last long, that is, it can last for a day.

Sheng Guangming knew it all in his heart, but his energy is now focused on another more important matter.

"Does it look good?"

The curtain opened with a "swish", and Yan Shuang was wearing a formal suit, standing in front of Sheng Guangming with a smile.

Sheng Guangming had always known that Yan Shuang was good-looking, but he still couldn't help his heart beat faster at that moment.

bridegroom.

his little groom.

Sheng Guangming's face turned red quickly.

Although the decision was made on impulse, he did not regret it after calming down.

It sounds difficult in today's society to be a couple for life, but he wants to try.

For him, meeting Yan Shuang was destined by heaven.

He wants to grab it.

Grab a certain thing at the most turbulent time in his life.

"It looks good." Sheng Guangming said softly.

Yan Shuang fiddled with the bow tie, "I can't tie this bow tie well, it's a little crooked."

"I come."

Sheng Guangming got up and walked slowly in front of Yan Shuang. When he stretched out his hand to straighten Yan Shuang's tie, he realized that his hands were shaking a little.

The black silk bow tie in the fingers seems to have its own will, and it is always difficult to adjust the position. In addition, Sheng Guangming's hands are shaking a little, and it becomes more and more difficult to arrange under the panic. The originally slightly crooked bow tie is under his adjustment. But it's getting crooked.

Yan Shuang lowered his head and chuckled.

Warm breath sprayed to his fingers with his smile, Sheng Guangming said with some embarrassment: "I'm clumsy."

"Nonsense." Yan Shuang folded his hands behind his back, smiling lightly, "You know how to punch and make cakes. Your hands are the most skillful."

Sheng Guangming blushed and tried to gather his mind. After spending a while, he finally adjusted the bow tie to the most correct position. He breathed a sigh of relief and took half a step back to look at Yan Shuang carefully.

... really like a precious young master.

Sheng Guangming thought to himself.

"All right."

Yan Shuang turned to face the mirror on the wall, and Sheng Guangming was standing behind him, also wearing a suit of the same color, but with a tie, the height difference between the two was half a head, Yan Shuang was thin, Sheng Guangming looked very He is lean and strong, and his body proportions are even more perfect in formal clothes, and he looks very good in the mirror.

Both of them were laughing, laughing and laughing, Yan Shuang said suddenly: "It's crooked again."

Sheng Guangming was in a daze, when he heard the words and took a closer look, Yan Shuang's collar was crooked again.

"Forget it, maybe it doesn't fit with the clothes." Yan Shuang said casually, reaching out to untie the tie and take it off.

Yan Shuang, who was wearing a bow tie, looked very cute, without this bow-shaped decoration, that delicate and pretty face in the mirror faintly revealed a bit of flirtatiousness.

Sheng Guangming's heartbeat was inexplicably fast.

Too nervous, marriage will always be nervous, Sheng Guangming said to himself.

"Forget it, let's change it."

Yan Shuang was about to stuff the bow tie he had taken off into his pocket when Sheng Guangming pulled the tie from his hand, "Let me see."

"The fabric on both sides is a little uneven, just adjust it a little bit." Sheng Guangming fiddled with it, and soon saw the problem.

Yan Shuang looked at him with a smile, "Brother Sheng, why do you know everything?"

"I learned a little before," Sheng Guangming said, "I'll go out and let the tailor do it, soon."

Yan Shuang stayed in the fitting room. He sat down on the sofa, and his figure was reflected in the mirror wall opposite. He unbuttoned his suit, put his right foot on his left knee, and lightly held the phone up and down with his fingers. Shaking, "System."

"Yes, I'm here."

"Look at the data."

The system immediately called up the character data in this world.

Yan Shuang didn't even look at it, and said, "Are you kidding? What's so interesting about this? Look at the data of the planets in my shopping cart."

System: "...wait a moment."

Just as Yan Shuang was enjoying the video of Fruit Planet with relish, he heard voices that seemed to be in dispute outside.

"...Is this all you need?"

"No, sir..."

When Yan Shuang came out, he saw the shopping guide frowning and negotiating with Sheng Guangming, "What's the matter, what happened?"

The shopping guide was speechless, "Sir, if you are not satisfied with this bow tie, we can change it for you for free, but you asked us to disassemble it for you and redo it, isn't it a little difficult for others?"

"Don't you have masters who change clothes?" Sheng Guangming said.

"The master tailor has a lot of work on his hands. There is absolutely no need for you to do this."

"Okay, okay," Yan Shuang understood, stepped forward and put his arms around Sheng Guangming's arm, and said to the shopping guide, "Then give us another one."

On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was a little gloomy. With the clothes he had already bought beside his feet, Yan said softly, "Brother Sheng, is there anything unhappy about you?"

Sheng Guangming said: "No, you think too much."

"Just now in the store..." Yan Shuang paused, turned to Sheng Guangming who was driving, his eyelashes fluttered up and down, as if he was hesitating, his expression was fully seen by Sheng Guangming's peripheral vision, Sheng Guangming frowned slightly , "I don't mean to argue with him, I just think...you picked that suit from the very beginning, and you matched it with this bow tie. It was originally a set and something that could be adjusted, why did you change it? "

After Sheng Guangming finished speaking, he felt that his tone seemed a little anxious, and added: "I just discussed with him, I am not unhappy about it."

Yan Shuang didn't speak anymore, he turned his face and looked out the window.

It wasn't until the car was parked downstairs that Yan Shuang said, "Are you regretting it?"

Sheng Guangming was reflecting on why he was so sensitive today, when he heard Yan Shuang's words, he immediately denied it firmly: "I didn't!"

Yan Shuang vainly covered the side of his face with one hand, and said softly, "It's too late to repent now."

"I didn't, Shuangshuang, I really haven't regretted it..." Sheng Guangming was in a mess and was a little incoherent, "How could I regret it? The only thing I regret is that I was too hasty when I proposed marriage... No, I don't mean this decision was hasty , I mean the ceremony was less formal..."

"actually."

Yan Shuang interrupted him directly.

"We've only known each other for a few months."

"Marriage is indeed a very important decision. I think you were really emotional that day, too aggressive..."

Yan Shuang was hugged suddenly.

It's a hug method in which the whole person is surrounded by people's arms.

Sheng Guangming hugged him tightly.

That kind of strong anxiety about gains and losses is fully revealed from this hug.

Even though he got the promise to marry, he still couldn't feel at ease, and even became more and more afraid...

"I'm afraid you'll regret it..."

The man's deep voice spread out in the car with some gloom.

Yan Shuang remained silent for a long time before saying, "The probability of regretting something like marriage is high."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air pressure of the person holding him dropped a little.

"Maybe one day in the rest of our lives, we might regret it."

"I do not……"

"Hush," Yan Shuang said, "Don't deny it."

Yan Shuang put his arms around his waist and said softly, "But at least we don't regret it now, do we?"

"Brother Sheng, don't think too much," Yan Shuang let go, and looked at him with clear eyes, "The moment I promised you, I really wanted to go on with you, trust me, okay?"

After talking in the car, Sheng Guangming's heart calmed down a little.

He believed in Yan Shuang, and also believed in their determination to persevere and walk together.

More importantly, Yan Shuang's enthusiasm for him in a certain aspect also made Sheng Guangming feel more at ease.

He still has something that Yan Shuang likes.

Hold onto his stomach, hold onto his body, and one day... he'll hold onto his heart, too.

Both of them are orphans and have no relatives, Yan Shuang said: "I don't have any friends, so I won't invite them."

After saying this, Sheng Guangming felt extremely distressed.

Yan Shuang watched the emotional line that was coming to an end in the background and was extremely satisfied.

He just said he likes nice people.

Sheng Guangming has a lot of friends, but when he heard that Yan Shuang didn't invite anyone, and he didn't want to have all his guests at the ceremony, he hurriedly said, "Then I won't invite anyone either."

That's fine, there are only two people in a wedding, isn't it a different kind of romance?

Years ago, Sheng Guangming gave the employees in the store a holiday in advance and booked a church for New Year's Eve. The church agreed to lend the venue, but without a priest, Sheng Guangming thought it would be better.

"Only that day is empty," Sheng Guangming said, "I think, on that day, there are only the two of us, and it will be very meaningful to usher in the new year with a brand new identity."

Yan Shuang smiled and said, "I'll listen to you."

During the daytime of New Year's Eve, there was already a strong New Year's atmosphere on the street, and Sheng Guangming had the real feeling of getting married.

Everything is like a dream.

He is going to marry a boy.

Every bit of the first encounter with Yan Shuang came to his mind, and Sheng Guangming came to the church in the evening with a dreamy smile on his face.

This small church of the city is located by the sea.

The winter sea breeze was bitter and fresh, and Sheng Guangming stood by the seaside calming down his overly excited heartbeat.

"It is not allowed to meet or contact before marriage."

Yan Shuang has a strange persistence in this traditional custom, so today they agreed that one would leave from home and the other from school, and they would meet at church in the evening.

Simple, just two weddings.

Sheng Guangming looked down at the bouquet in his arms.

He brought a bouquet of snow-white lisianthus flowers.

The flowers fluttered slightly in the sea breeze, and he slightly protected them with his arms.

After standing for a while, he took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was half an hour before the agreed 6 o'clock.

The winter night came quickly and fiercely, and the lighthouse by the sea quickly lit up, casting a bright light on the black sea. Sheng Guangming held the flower and counted his heartbeat every minute.

Come on, his little groom.

Yan Shuang was in the taxi. He went back to school and applied for a suspension of study, "I'm getting married."

The school teacher was shocked, "You don't need to suspend school even if you get married."

"I have some housework to deal with," Yan Shuang said with a smile, "I may have to go for half a semester. If there is a place for me in this year's scholarship, please ask the teacher to donate to the Star Welfare Institute for me."

The sky has gradually become dark, and the lights on the street are lit up one by one.

It wasn't until the taxi appeared on the road by the sea that Sheng Guangming believed... Yan Shuang was really willing to marry him...

The person who got out of the car was wearing a black suit, and his figure looked slender and thin in winter. Sheng Guangming was holding the flower in his hand, and his feet could not move as if they were stuck.

Yan Shuang walked up to him, smiled and said, "You don't like that new tie, so I didn't wear it."

Sheng Guangming seemed to have completely lost his words. He stared at the smile on Yan Shuang's mouth for a long time before reaching out his hand.

The petals of the platycodon flower hit the ears, and the body temperature was extremely warm. Yan Shuang leaned on Sheng Guangming's chest and heard the sound of the beating heart.

"Walk--"

Sheng Guangming's voice seemed to be heated up, "Let's go get married."

Together, the two walked towards the brightly lit church step by step.

"what is this flower?"

"Pujita," Sheng Guangming held his hand with a gentle voice, "the flower language of white platycodon is 'eternal love'."

"Really?" Yan Shuang lowered her eyelashes lightly, "Very beautiful."

Sheng Guangming shook his hand tightly, hesitated for a while, and still expressed his feelings, "I thought you wouldn't come."

"why?"

"I don't know..." Sheng Guangming took a breath, and his tone was smiling, as if he was laughing at himself for his unfounded worry, "I'm afraid you will think that I'm not good enough."

Yan Shuang smiled, noncommittal.

The light at the door of the church stretched obliquely, extending to the feet of the two of them. When the footsteps stepped into the light, Sheng Guangming felt that his feet were firmly and firmly stepped on. He looked at Yan Shuang next to him, his face showing With a smile, "I'm getting married."

"Hmm..." Yan Shuang held his hand, with an equally warm smile, "We're getting married."

"I've already made arrangements for your mother." Ji Wensong clamped his fingers on his cuffs and paused. "After the Chinese New Year, you can go directly there."

Ji Yao stood silently, without any response to his father's words.

Ji Wensong looked back at him, and smiled as if he couldn't help laughing, "Why, have you made up your mind to pretend to be dumb?"

The lantern in the corridor hangs lightly on the side of his face, making the expression on his face dark and inexplicable.

Ji Wensong looked away indifferently, and said coldly, "When I meet your mother, say something you can listen to."

Ji Yao remained silent.

He was silent for so long that it had become a habit.

No one listens to what he wants to say, and someone always forces him to say what he doesn't want to say.

So, let's not talk about it at all.

As the footsteps moved, the phone in his pocket vibrated, Ji Yao stopped and took out the phone.

"Go to Xiao's house tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings, put away your temper, no one wants to look at your face..." Ji Wensong felt something was wrong as he spoke, and when he looked back, Ji Yao was standing beside the carved lantern, holding his mobile phone still .

Ji Wensong frowned, "What are you doing?"

In the next second, the lantern was shaken by the air current brought by the people who turned around and ran wildly, and the tassels swayed in the air.

Ji Wensong was stunned for a moment before realizing what happened, "What are you doing—stop him—"

Shouts sounded in the narrow aisle, and Ji Wensong chased after suppressing his anger. The narrow aisle was full of fallen maids, and all the food on the plate rolled to the ground. In the chaos, Ji Wensong chased to the door At that time, I saw only the vehicles leaving in the dust.

The rows of seats in the church were empty, and there were only two people holding hands in the huge church, and a Bible on the table.

Sheng Guangming held Yan Shuang in one hand and the bouquet in the other, so nervous that he didn't know how to start.

"Let go first." Yan Shuang smiled.

"Ah?" Sheng Guangming opened his mouth wide, looking frightened.

Yan Shuang smiled and said, "You should take the oath with one hand."

"Oh, oh," Sheng Guangming smiled embarrassedly, "I'm too nervous." He let go of Yan Shuang's hand, reached out to touch the ring box in his pocket, and felt a little more settled.

"Then, let me say the oath?" Sheng Guangming said cautiously.

Yan Shuang: "Okay."

Sheng Guangming had rehearsed this scene countless times. When he was about to speak, his mouth was still stuck. After taking several deep breaths, he slowly said, "I would like Yan Shuang to be mine..."

The roar of the engine interrupted the oath.

Yan Shuang also turned his face back, the door of the church was closed after they came in, his expression was cold, but his tone was puzzled that didn't match his expression, "Is there a car coming?"

Sheng Guangming's heart beat crazily after missing a beat. He turned his face, stretched out his hands to hold Yan Shuang's face, his eyes were faintly eager, "Leave it alone, let's do the ceremony first."

"En." Yan Shuang agreed and turned her face away.

Sheng Guangming was inexplicably nervous, so nervous that his heart was about to jump out. He put his hand on the Bible again, and said again: "I would like Yan Shuang to be my lover. From today onwards, we will have and support each other, whether it is good or bad. Bad, rich or poor, sick or healthy, love and cherish each other until death do us part."

He recited his oath very quickly, as if he was being chased by something, and immediately looked at Yan Shuang suggestively after he finished speaking.

Yan Shuang smiled at him and blinked his eyelashes lightly. In Sheng Guangming's eyes, those two long eyelashes blinked extremely slowly, almost shattering his soul.

"I would like to..."

"Bam—"

The sound of the door being kicked open was like thunder in the empty church.

The person who was taking the oath suddenly turned around.

The door that was kicked open revealed a slanting light, and the person in the dark night stood in that brilliant brilliance, his face was as handsome as a picture, and the expression on his face was like a sharp blade, cold and sharp, "Don't you willing."

Complex emotions that seemed both shocking and expected rushed into Sheng Guangming's chest.

"Shuangshuang..." Sheng Guangming said in panic.

"you are not willing."

The person outside the door came in, and he repeated it, his voice neither high nor low, but his tone was extremely firm.

Sheng Guangming watched the person approaching step by step, he couldn't move, the hand holding the flower trembled slightly, he didn't know why he couldn't react at all, he could only watch helplessly as the noble boy who was so different from him approached him. groom holds out his hand.

"Come with me."