God Made Incompatibility

The wind on the loudspeaker was maddening, and Meng Wanji almost suspected that she heard it wrong, but the next second Sheng Jinshu's hooking voice was still audible: "Of course, it's fine if it's inconvenient."

it is true.

Meng Wanji's heart revived in an instant, and the blood that had been cold all night seemed to be melted by these two words.

"Convenient." Her voice was hoarse from being too restrained.

Sheng Jinshu was brought out of joy: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

"Um."

Meng Wanji hung up the call and stared at the screen for two seconds. She quickly pulled the buttons to open the closet, put on her pajamas, and put on a long down jacket. Before she could change the cotton mop, she grabbed her phone and walked out the door.

Will her father and Chi Ye find out, will she cause trouble, she doesn't want to think, and she has no time to think.

She closed the door and tiptoed downstairs to the Meng's house.

The whole Meng family was quiet. The doors of Meng Shipei and Meng Chuyang were closed, and Li Yuanshu had already gone out to the temple to grab the incense sticks for the New Year's head, leaving only a small wall lamp in the living room alone to illuminate this place that shouldn't have been. Such a quiet night.

The heartbeat roared in the silence along with her footsteps, and Meng Wanji slowly walked to the first floor. Every second was on guard for the next second, but there was no movement every second. She opened the door smoothly and stepped out of the Meng family's main house.

The cold and fresh air rushed towards her face, Meng Wanji's heart fell to the ground, and it flew completely with the night wind. Looking at the gate of the courtyard in the distance, she couldn't help it any longer. She indulged her mind and ran, as if she was running for a meeting that was many years late.

Thunder and ponds can be crossed, and mountains and rivers can meet.

Breathing quickly, her hair was messy, and she pressed the door open.

Outside the gate, under the lawn bypass lights, Sheng Jinshu leaned against a heavy locomotive wearing pencil pants and Martin boots with his hands behind his back. Hearing the voice, she raised her eyes and looked over, her brows were vaguely resolute when they first met, but when she hooked her lips, she had a more mature style and gentleness that she had never seen before.

From a long distance, she looked at her and smiled.

Meng Wanji closed the door and walked towards her step by step.

"Is it cold?" she asked Sheng Jinshu.

Sheng Jinshu stood up straight and said, "It's not cold."

"Why don't you drive?"

"It's faster to take this trail."

The hand behind her back seemed to move, and suddenly a fairy stick appeared from behind her like a magic trick, jokingly: "Well, I grabbed it from my little cousin. The fairy stick matches the fairy."

Meng Wanji was stunned.

The fairy stick made a "呲呲" sound in Sheng Jinshu's hand, and the silver fireworks seemed to light up the cloudy sky all night.

Sheng Jinshu's eyes were as bright as fireworks: "Don't you like it?"

Meng Wanji bit her lip and wanted to call her "childish", but she couldn't speak. Feeling hard for herself, she stepped closer to Sheng Jinshu, stretched out her hand, and hugged her tightly.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Jinshu quickly opened his arms and pulled the fairy stick away to avoid splashing Meng Wanji.

"What's the matter?" she coaxed softly.

Meng Wanji didn't speak, just hugged her. Sheng Jinshu could feel how warm and fast her breathing was.

Her body felt warm and soft. The chill from riding all the way seemed to be dissipated in an instant. For the first time, I felt a wonderful pain, and my heart was full of heartache.

She threw the cigarette **** of the fairy stick on the ground, stomped on it with her foot, and freed up one hand to hug Meng Wanji back, reminding: "I will be seen."

Meng Wanji's breathing was slightly stagnant, but the hand holding her was not loose.

The fire in Sheng Jinshu's body was ignited.

I really want to kiss her, kiss her, satisfy her, make her happy, let her be presumptuous, and let her forget all the unpleasant things.

She asked her, "Would you like to come with me?"

Meng Wanji raised her head sharply.

Sheng Jinshu's eyes seemed to contain a bucket of water, reflecting Manchi Xinghui.

Surprisingly, Meng Wanji lowered her head and smiled. She heard herself ask, "Do you have proof?"

Sheng Jinshu also threw the burnt fairy stick to the ground. He did not know where the strength came from. He put his arms around Meng Wanji's waist and put her on the back seat of the locomotive. He supported the car and asked: " Won't you come with me without proof?"

Meng Wanji's eyes moved, Sheng Jin couldn't help but peck at her eyelashes, "It's too late."

She straddled into the car, the body swayed, and Meng Wanji hugged her waist nervously.

Sheng Jinshu remembered: "I came out in a hurry, I didn't wear a helmet, it might be a little cold."

Meng Wanji let out an "um", got close to her, and hid her face on her back.

Sheng Jinshu's heart was so hot, she felt a desire to take her to the ends of the earth.

She tied her long curly hair, groped for Meng Wanji's position with her backhand, made sure she was seated, and started the car.

Meng Wanji hugged her waist tightly.

Rows of streetlights shone on the road ahead, and the quiet bushes retreated beside them, as they walked down the avenue at midnight on New Year's Eve. It is a person who does not return home, walking on the way home.

The whistling cold wind picked up their long hair, Meng Wanji put her hand into Sheng Jinshu's jacket, pressed against her lower abdomen, feeling her ups and downs, her nose was hurt by the wind, but her breathing was unprecedentedly light.

She knew she was doing something crazy and risky. Whether Sheng Jinshu bewitched her, or whether she seduced Sheng Jinshu, she didn't know. She only knew that the moment she opened the door to breathe the free air and raised her feet to run towards Sheng Jinshu, she suddenly understood that the sky and the earth were vast and everything was in spring.

She wanted to accompany Sheng Jinshu on a long journey, through winter, to an unknown destination.

Every destination in your future life.

They stopped in front of the courtyard of a secluded single-family villa, Sheng Jinshu handed the key to Meng Wanji, Meng Wanji got out of the car to take it, and asked, "Your home?"

Sheng Jinshu laughed: "What? Are you afraid?"

Meng Wanji frowned and looked down at her cotton mop.

If you really meet your parents, this dress is too rude.

Sheng Jinshu saw that her ears that were exposed in the air were already red, and she didn't know whether she was frozen or nervous, so she was reluctant to tease her: "No one, it's the house my mother left for me, my other secret base."

Meng Wanji breathed a sigh of relief.

She opened the small iron door and followed Sheng Jinshu in. The lights in the yard were turned on by Sheng Jinshu. Meng Wanji saw that there were many trees planted in the yard, all of which were beautifully trimmed, and it was obvious that someone was taking care of them all the time.

Green vines have built a garage that blocks light and rain. The canopy of the evergreen banyan tree has covered the wall. Along the flagstone road, the grass is green, and the rattan swing is gently swaying in the wind. It is like a warm and fresh little garden.

Sheng Jinshu pushed open the mahogany door of the house and said, "My mother arranged the yard. After she's gone, I don't come back much. I just invite people to trim and water it regularly. I didn't expect that plants are far more tenacious than people, so I just They all look so good.”

"The banyan tree was planted when my mother left, and now it covers half of the yard."

She said it casually, but Meng Wanji's heart was slightly sour. "Maybe Auntie has been quietly protecting her."

She was speaking comforting words, but Sheng Jinshu turned around in surprise: "In the middle of the night, won't you be afraid when you say that?"

Meng Wanji: "..."

She glanced at Sheng Jinshu and asked, "Does Auntie know you are so open-mouthed?"

Sheng Jinshu chuckled: "I don't know if my mother knows, but I know..."

"what?"

"She should like you very much."

Meng Wanji sneered and didn't quite believe it: "Won't I drive out with you?"

Sheng Jinshu said, "No." Her eyes showed some nostalgia, "She is a very gentle and open-minded person."

It can be said that her mother has been her role model since she was a child. Her growth is inseparable from the subtle influence of her mother.

Meng Wanji's mind moved slightly: "Can I see Auntie's photo?"

Sheng Jinshu smiled: "Of course you can."

She closed the door and took her upstairs, went to the second floor where they lived, went to the bedroom to turn on the air conditioner, and then went to the bathroom to put hot water for Meng Wanji to soak her hands.

Standing in the bedroom, Meng Wanji saw many photos of Zhang Shengjinshu and women on the display cabinet next to the TV wall, mostly on the bridge, and many medals and certificates, including Shengjinshu and Shengjinshu's mother. of.

Sheng Jinshu, who is standing beside her mother in the photo, is completely different from what she saw in high school and now.

She smiled brightly and was spotless, like the spring breeze in March and the rain in June.

"This was taken on the last bridge she participated in the design and saw with her own eyes." Sheng Jinshu put the water out.

Meng Wanji saw the bridge name on the bridge tower. It was a bridge that anyone like her who knew nothing about bridges had heard of.

She said sincerely, "Auntie is really amazing."

Sheng Jinshu smiled: "Come in and warm your hands."

Meng Wanji did not refuse.

The two stood side by side in front of the washbasin, and Meng Wanji asked, "So did your auntie influence you to learn Luqiao later?"

Sheng Jinshu did not deny it: "My mother loves the road and bridge industry, and devoted almost all her youth to steel and loess. When I was a child, I went to the field with her to investigate, and it was in a very remote valley. Those few days were almost like sleeping in the open air. I couldn’t eat well or sleep well. I asked her why she had to come here, she had to work so hard, she said, because she had to build a road.”

"Because of the twists and turns of the road, the parents leave their children to go out to work, and it is extremely difficult to go home once a year. She said that she hopes that one day in this world, there will be no place in the world that cannot be reached except life and death. I think it is very beautiful. Vision."

"She can't fulfill her dream, and I want to help her continue."

Meng Wanji was moved.

She asked, "Then why did you give up later?"

Sheng Jinshu said: "I later found out that the most difficult road in the world to build is the road between people, or even the road between people and the world."

She couldn't find it, but she hoped others could.

"So that's why you became a teacher later?"

Sheng Jinshu was very good at soaking, put away the almost imperceptible gloom, wiped his hands, and said with a smile, "That's right."

She became interested and asked, "Remember that I didn't answer your question? What does a teacher mean to a student?"

Meng Wanji raised her eyebrows and asked knowingly, "Are you willing to say it?"

Sheng Jinshu stood close and warmed her ears with warm hands: "No, I'm willing to let you guess."

Meng Wanji's eyes rolled. Her ears were warm, and even her heart was warm.

"Are you in a relationship now?"

Sheng Jinshu's smile deepened. A vengeful woman. She rubbed her ears, dissatisfied: "otherwise? Why do you think you are standing here?"

Meng Wanji pretended to be puzzled: "With your motorcycle?"

Sheng Jinshu: "..."

She squinted her eyes and said kindly, "Xiao Ji, do you want to consider changing your answer?"

Meng Wanji lowered her head and burst into the first pure happy smile of the night. She pulled her hand out of the bathroom fearlessly, but Sheng Jinshu grabbed her from behind and insisted, "Will you change?"

Meng Wanji was so tickled by her breath that she struggled in her arms. The two laughed and fell into the bathtub. In the end, the air was silent, their eyes glued, and they kissed.

The ripples swayed violently on the surface of the water, and the long fingers tightened and relaxed on the smooth surface of the bathtub, relaxed and tightened.

The mirror came once, and once again in the bedroom, Sheng Jinshu hugged Meng Wanji by his side to comfort him.

Meng Wanji's breathing slowly calmed down, and her eyes were misty. Like a fragile flower, like a lazy cat.

Sheng Jinshu wiped the dampness on her long eyelashes, and Meng Wanji suddenly said:

"like you."

The voice was hoarse and soft, but with an incomparable weight, it slammed straight into Sheng Jinshu's chest.

Sheng Jinshu's eyes were deep, hugged her, and whispered, "Me too."

She kissed her chin, her lips, her hands began to restless again.

Meng Wanji stood up, held her down, and said condescendingly, "I'm coming."

Sheng Jinshu was surprised.

Meng Wanji raised her lips with a flirtatious look that no one else could see.

Sheng Jinshu's heart swayed.

"Okay." She stretched out her hand and hooked her neck in a coquettish manner. She took the initiative to lift her upper body to kiss her, rubbed lightly, and said in an air voice in her ear, "But..."

"Take it easy."

Meng Wanji's sanity was burned.