little beast

Shen Chengan only cared about his own feelings and didn't care about his suffering teacher. Sheng Shuangxu gradually couldn't breathe normally, and the suffocation eroded his brain. Even though the confessional room was so dark, a gray vision appeared before his eyes.

He saw his sister who locked him in the closet again.

The light fell from the crack of the door, and Sheng Yuwei's thin shoulders trembled. She hugged her arms tightly because of fear, but she refused to look back at him firmly.

But on the day Sheng Yuwei died, and on the anniversary of the death of his sister who died protecting him, he was humiliated and humiliated by the man.

Sheng Shuangxu's grief was greater than the death of his heart. The mental pain had crushed the physical pain. He could no longer breathe, nor could he make a sound, so he could only cry and cry silently.

It took an unknown amount of time before Shen Chengan finally loosened the grip on Sheng Shuangxu.Sheng Shuangxu collapsed on the ground, his cheek pressed against the upper of Shen Chengan's leather shoes, and there was still the touch of melting snow on it, sticking wet and sticky to his cheek.

Shen Chengan was silent for a moment, then lifted Sheng Shuangxu, which was as soft as noodles, from the ground.

Sheng Shuangxu was like a fish on the chopping board, Shen Chengan put him back into the water, but he still couldn't breathe normally, the nauseating sticky feeling tightened his grip, his body instinctively yearned for air, but the feeling of vomiting strongly suppressed this feeling Longing, he couldn't breathe freely, he could only choke and retch in Shen Chengan's hand.

Trembling, Sheng Shuangxu rummaged through the tissues in his pocket.

Shen Chengan suddenly covered Sheng Shuangxu's mouth.

Shen Chengan ordered: "Don't make a sound."

What are people out there doing?The mass has come to the slow part of blessing each other, and the faithful will hug and shake hands and send blessings to each other.

Sheng Shuangxu was already in a trance, that was the happiness of outsiders, no one would bless him, he was a collection of misfortunes.

Sheng Shuangxu's body lost the strength to support it, and he leaned his head weakly on Shen Chengan's wrist, and he murmured: "You kill me, Shen Chengan."

Sheng Shuangxu's throat was hoarse, full of tiredness.

"You hate me so much, wouldn't it be better for me to die? Why do you do this to me again and again?"

Shen Chengan didn't expect Sheng Shuangxu to be hit like this. In his eyes, his teacher was a lowly but tough weed. No matter what kind of injury he suffered, he could live tenaciously instead of giving up on himself like before.

What he wants is such a tenacious Sheng Shuangxu, he wants to continue to take revenge, he wants every second of Sheng Shuangxu's life to experience the pain he has suffered, the longer Sheng Shuangxu lives, the more he can overcome the pain postpone.

"Mr. Sheng, you don't have the right to choose life and death." Shen Chengan calmed down a lot, and said, "If you die, you are in breach of the contract. If you don't want to cut off your daughter's hospitalization and schooling expenses, just listen to me honestly."

Preface to Shengshuang: ...

Sheng Shuangxu was on the verge of collapse, and Shen Chengan came to threaten his daughter again, pulling him back from his obsession with seeking death.

He can't die yet.Although Nannan has the care of her mother, Gao Yuanyuan does not have so much money to support her better life.

Sheng Shuangxu calmed down a little, and when he thought of his daughter's face, the pain in his heart eased a lot.

He just wanted to leave this place immediately, he didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to hide himself and lick his wounds alone.

Sheng Shuangxu didn't want to say a single word to Shen Chengan except for the initial collapse and begging for death. They were silent to each other, and Sheng Shuangxu's tears were condensed on his cheeks, and the blood on his body seemed to stop flowing. He was just numbly being carried by Shen Chengan Stand up and wait for the executioner's next slaughter.

Shen Chengan looked at Sheng Shuangxu who was so repulsive and even collapsed, and suddenly remembered the appearance of Sheng Shuangxu when he was a teenager, when he rarely mentioned his father. At that time, Sheng Shuangxu was drunk, but fear Exactly the same as this time.

Before Shen Cheng'an imprisoned Sheng Shuangxu, he had found out all of Sheng Shuangxu's life trajectories - Sheng Shuangxu was born in a scholarly family with a wealthy family background. After the decline of the Sheng family, Sheng Shuangxu broke up with his parents at the age of 15 , with a depressed sister living alone, Sheng Shuangxu's grades were very good, and he skipped two grades and went straight to university.

The relatives of the Sheng family said that he was a rebellious son who hated the poor and loved the rich, betrayed his relatives, and refused to go home even when he became a married woman.

Shen Chengan was not quite sure, he tentatively mentioned the name: "Sheng Zongyu, teacher, tell me about Sheng Zongyu."

In this small and dark confessional room, just hearing his father's name was enough to make Sheng Shuangxu sick.

He was panicked enough, he didn't want to say anything about Sheng Zongyu.

Sheng Shuangxu, who had just calmed down, struggled again. He wanted to escape from Shen Chengan's shackles, and rushed out of the confession room regardless, digging out all the dark memories in his head.

Shen Cheng'an had met Sheng Zongyu, a middle-aged man whose family was down and down, frustrated but still maintained a refined temperament. Sheng Zongyu had a strong bookish temperament, and Sheng Shuangxu's weak appearance was inherited from him. Even his gentle speech The methods are exactly the same.

Shen Cheng'an was also curious about how a man who was so gentle in front of others could make Sheng Shuangxu afraid of him like that.

Sheng Shuangxu would not take the initiative to answer him, Sheng Shuangxu who was touched to the wound just wanted to escape from this world.

Shen Chengan's desire for control was at work, he couldn't allow Sheng Shuangxu to have a secret that he didn't know - even if the secret had festered, he still wanted Sheng Shuangxu to tear open the wound and show the torn flesh and blood to his eyes.

Sheng Shuangxu didn't take the initiative to say it, Shen Chengan had his own way to deal with it, and he had plenty of ways to get Sheng Shuangxu to speak out.

When Shen Chengan comforted Sheng Shuangxu who was so flustered that he lost his mind, he was surprisingly gentle. He stroked Sheng Shuangxu's hair soaked in cold sweat, and said softly: "I have met Sheng Zongyu, he looks like a very gentle man, teacher, you Why are you so afraid of him?"

"He looks like a nice guy."

"How could such a nice person hurt you?"

Shen Chengan deliberately disgusted that his words were like bullets, piercing through Sheng Shuangxu's little remaining rationality.

"No, it's not!" Sheng Shuangxu raised his hand to cover his face, he couldn't accept Shen Chengan's praise of Sheng Zongyu, it was a humiliation to him.He curled up subconsciously—just like he hid in the closet when he was young, "He ruined my mother, and also my sister—"

Sheng Shuangxu hadn't thought about these past events for a long time. Since Sheng Yuwei's diagnosis, he no longer shared any negative emotions with his sister. After Sheng Yuwei's death, only Gao Yuanyuan knew about his past, and she was the only one who was willing to tolerate him like a rag. himself, but his wife also misunderstood him and left him.

He habitually suffers from loneliness. Loneliness is the valve that stops all the pain he has experienced. Shen Chengan forcefully opened this valve, causing countless emotions to pour out with the collapse of the valve. He was in a trance because of what the room did, and he couldn't stand it at this time.

"He is a lunatic, and Sheng Yuwei and I are the children of a lunatic."

"I'm also a lunatic," Sheng Shuangxu whimpered, and became unscrupulous, "I'm a lunatic who likes to wear skirts."