God Made Incompatibility

"Can you tell who I am?" Meng Wanji stood like a stiff pine tree, her voice slightly hoarse.

Sheng Jinshu tightened her arms around her waist and muttered, "Xiao Ji..."

Gently, sober and intoxicated.

Meng Wanji's heart was beating, her legs couldn't escape like lead was filled, but her reason was whipped repeatedly like a declarative procedure was triggered: don't believe, don't expect, don't be soft-hearted, don't repeat the same mistakes.

She squeezed out her voice, as light as smoke, as if to wake up Sheng Jinshu and herself: "Mr. Sheng, take care of yourself."

Sheng Jinshu didn't respond, just pressed it quietly, and even his breathing seemed to disappear. Meng Wanji could not see the deep frustration and disappointment hidden under her drooping eyelashes.

Senior sister's test result came back negative for a month. Both of them finally breathed a sigh of relief and were in the mood to go to a bar to celebrate Christmas at the invitation of a friend.

The wine was hot, and her friends went to the dance floor to dance. She looked at everyone's tired and crooked figures, and suddenly she was not in the mood.

On the pretext of accompany the senior sister, she sat on the booth and drank the boring wine cup by cup.

Senior sister removed her wine and asked her again: "Tell me, why is it so unhappy recently."

Sheng Jinshu brought the wine glass back, as if nothing had happened: "Which of your eyes sees me gloomy?"

Shen Tinghua sneered: "Two eyes." She made an "i\'watchgyou" gesture and guessed: "Is it related to your teacher Xiao Meng."

Sheng Jinshu was stabbed unexpectedly, and the action of sipping wine was paused.

Shen Tinghua looked attentive.

Sheng Jinshu looked at her for two seconds, after all he relaxed and told her the truth. In fact, there's nothing that can't be said, it's just that Shen Tinghua's own affairs were bad enough before, and she didn't want Shen Tinghua to be upset any more.

"Cold and cold, capricious, and inexplicable." Sheng Jinshu thought about Meng Wanji's cold face and defined it, with a sense of disappointment in his tone that he hadn't noticed.

Shen Tinghua laughed: "I'm so worried, why don't you ask her why."

Sheng Jinshu shook the ice cubes in the whisky and said casually, "Forget it. I just want to have a relationship, not so much."

"Not what?"

"It's not so humble." She was rejected again and again, and she should be interested.

Shen Tinghua looked at her as if she was looking after a child, and beat: "If you are so proud and your posture is so high, you will not be able to fall in love."

Sheng Jinshu retorted: "I didn't talk about it."

Shen Tinghua chuckled, and after laughing, she thought to remind Sheng Jinshu: "As you said, her attitude changed after that meal. Have you ever thought that it was what happened that day that made her unhappy."

Sheng Jinshu said: "I thought about it. But when I apologized, she was very generous and normal."

"Is she the kind of person who behaves abnormally?"

Sheng Jinshu: "..."

Although Shen Tinghua hasn't had many relationships, he has met a dozen more women than Sheng Jinshu: "Many people sometimes get jealous and won't say it outright."

Sheng Jinshu: "..."

She didn't want to give herself any more hope in vain, but Shen Tinghua's words gradually smoldered her whole body like a dark fire without a flame.

She recalled the day she proposed to "try", she said that she had rejected Teacher Tang when Meng Wanji's mouth was saying "it's none of my business", but her eyes were smiling.

Just around the corner.

The friend jumped over excitedly and greeted again: "Let's go, let's dance for a while."

Sheng Jinshu suddenly drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, picked up his coat and said, "I'll go first."

The friend was stunned, and Shen Tinghua was surprised: "Where are you going?"

Sheng Jinshu said, "The dormitory."

Shen Tinghua understood instantly. Afraid of another misunderstanding, she smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll call you a chauffeur."

With this kind of hope, she wanted to win for the last time through a little drunkenness. But Meng Wanji's attitude made her feel that her return tonight was just another humiliation.

She wanted to let go, but Meng Wanji suddenly said, "What's your girlfriend's phone number? I'll ask her to come and take care of you."

Sheng Jin's book face left her back, inexplicably: "Girlfriend?"

"Or an ex-girlfriend."

"Ex-girlfriend?"

Meng Wanji curled up her knuckles and pointed out without any emotion: "The one I met downstairs in the dormitory that day."

? !

Sheng Jinshu immediately sat up straight and let go of her.

"She's not my girlfriend." She was surprised and surprised.

Meng Wanji had no intention of arguing with a drunk person, and just repeated indifferently, "What's her mobile phone number?" She opened the dialing interface of her phone, and Sheng Jinshu stretched out her hand and took her phone away.

Meng Wanji had no choice but to turn around and face her.

Sheng Jinshu's cheeks were still crimson, but there was a sense of puzzlement and laughter in his soul-sucking eyes.

"She's not my girlfriend, she has someone she likes."

So she's lost love again? Meng Wanji's expression revealed a slight irony.

Sheng Jinshu saw her disbelief and emphasized: "I have never had a girlfriend."

Meng Wanji said lightly, "How you define you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Sheng Jinshu interrupted: "Meng Wanji, why do you have to think of me and her as that kind of relationship?"

Her voice was low, her brows furrowed, a slightly annoyed gesture she had never shown in front of her.

Meng Wanji was shocked by her question, her heart jumped more honestly than her thoughts, and she jumped up unprepared.

Sheng Jinshu stared into her eyes and said solemnly, word by word: "I have never had a girlfriend, and I have never had sexual experience with anyone else. You are the first and only one. I must say so. Understand?"

Meng Wanji froze under her gaze.

Is it a dream?

Or hallucinations?

Her heart was beating violently as if she was carrying a hundred deer, but her joy was restrained by her habitual caution. She didn't speak, and stared at Sheng Jinshu hesitantly.

Sheng Jinshu was annoyed and funny: "Why are you looking like this?"

Meng Wanji's throat moved slightly, and the muscles at the corners of her lips swayed with the rising instinct and the same restraint. Her eyes softened unconsciously, but she still couldn't ignore the alert voice in her mind.

I really didn't want to say it, but I said it anyway: "You were very skilled that day..."

She spoke very lightly, but Sheng Jinshu understood it very clearly.

She stared at Meng Wanji for two seconds in astonishment, and the crimson on her cheeks actually became more vivid to the naked eye.

"I'm an adult." She replied helplessly: "Besides, how can I make you feel uncomfortable when you trust me so much."

Even if it is pretending, she has to pretend to be calm.

Meng Wanji's face was also red, and her whole body was burned with heat. But after all the words were said, she decided to make it clear at once: "The day before school started, I saw her ex-girlfriend quarreled with you in the bar."

"The other party accuses you of interfering."

"..." Rao Shi Sheng Jinshu wanted to scold no matter how well-educated he was. It turned out that the crux of the matter was here, no wonder he had spoken coldly to her from the very beginning.

She explained: "That's not her ex-girlfriend, it's her constant bed partner, who made it clear from the beginning that she didn't talk about feelings. The other party suddenly crossed the line. Senior sister talked to her, and after confirming that what the two sides wanted was not the same, and She broke off the relationship. But the other party has been persistent and entangled, so Senior Sister made this decision and asked me to help her perform a play."

Noticing that Meng Wanji's expression fluctuated when she heard the words "fixed bed partner", Sheng Jinshu added: "Everyone has their own way of life, and I respect senior sister's private life. Just a friend, or rather, I treat her as a real sister."

Meng Wanji was shaken, and the balance of reason and emotion in her heart had already tilted towards her.

Sheng Jinshu simply said once and for all, "Do you remember when I said that I once met a very good teacher?"

Meng Wanji nodded.

Sheng Jinshu said: "That is Senior Sister's mother. It can be said that without her, there would be no me today."

Meng Wanji's eyes were solemn and expectant.

Sheng Jinshu went on: "She was my second and third year teacher. I was a thorn in my class, and all the teachers didn't have any hope for me. It was she who visited my house again and again and persuaded me Care about me and let my daughter enlighten me. In the second half of the third year of high school, she died of illness. Before her death, she expected me to be admitted to a good university without punishing myself for other people's mistakes. So I studied hard. It's a pity , It's too late, I didn't pass the exam that year, so I couldn't let her go with confidence."

"Senior sister is her only daughter, and we have not lost contact over the years. She regards me as her own sister, and I also regard her as my own sister."

Meng Wanji's late ecstasy surged through her heart, engulfing all her sanity.

She believed her.

Sheng Jinshu asked, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Meng Wanji bit her lips, her lips slowly curled up, she lowered her head and smiled, but said nothing.

Sheng Jinshu knew that she had believed it.

She was still a little annoyed in her heart, but more of a soft-hearted and joyful feeling of reconciliation and reconciliation. She reached out and grabbed Meng Wanji's hands, put her in her arms, looked up at her and asked, "You have so many questions, why can't you ask me one more question?"

Meng Wanji looked at her charming face, her heart filled with an unprecedented sense of fullness.

She put down her guard and spit out the voice in her heart: "Since you care, why can't you keep me a little longer?"

Every time she retreated, Sheng Jinshu's easy answer made her feel that to her, she might really be just a little adjustment in her boring life, a little fish in the vast ocean, a little tempted, but in the end it was insignificant and irrelevant.

She didn't get even the slightest bit of caring feedback from her.

Sheng Jinshu was stopped by her questioning.

She blinked her peach blossom eyes and sighed, "Okay, we're even."

Meng Wanji stroked her tender eyebrows and smiled silently.

Sheng Jinshu was so soft-hearted, and said arrogantly, "I was so angry that I didn't prepare a Christmas present for you."

Meng Wanji's eyelashes trembled, and she said, "It doesn't matter, neither do I."

She pursed her lips, suddenly approached, lowered her head, and pressed her soft lips on Sheng Jinshu's smooth forehead.

"Can this be used?" she asked softly.

Sheng Jinshu felt the heat on his forehead, and felt as if something was blooming in the bottom of his heart.

She looked up at Meng Wanji.

Meng Wanji seemed embarrassed, grinned, her eyes dodged on the wall behind her, her ears were red and blood was dripping.

Cold as a lotus and shy.

Sheng Jinshu's repeatedly suppressed desires burned in his heart.

"That's too cheap for you." She murmured slightly.

Kneeling and sitting up, she stretched out her hand to wrap around Meng Wanji's neck, she pulled Meng Wanji down, pursed her lips, and kissed deeply.

Meng Wanji took a deep breath, closed her eyes, clinging to her, asking for anything.