When the Sand Sculptures penetrated the crematorium literature [Quick Transmigration]

This is not a stage, and there is no spotlight,

There is no audience waiting to cheer for him, and no rivals to compete with him.

Shi Shuang took off his coat, sat down in front of the piano stool, adjusted the position of the stool slightly, put his hands on the keys, pursed the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look at the man standing beside him, and then He looked intently at the keys.

When the knuckle-boned palms pressed the keys again, a shy smile appeared on Shishuang's quiet side face, and the long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled with the immersed melody.

The warm yellow fluorescence in the night reflected on his handsome side face, adding a touch of tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes. Shi Shuang half closed his eyes, immersed in his own world.

This is the first time He Heng has seen him show such an expression, it is not like the indifference and stubbornness that he refused to be thousands of miles away at the beginning, nor the shyness and softness that was inadvertently revealed later,

Sitting in front of the piano, without the influence of the outside world, and not restricted by his Omega identity, this is Shishuang's truest and most confident side,

Amidst the melodious sound of the piano, people on both sides of the originally lonely rooftop came here admiringly following the sound of the music. At first, there were only one or two here and there.

At the end of the song, uncontrollable applause erupted from the surrounding area.

Shi Shuang smiled and got up slowly amidst the applause of the crowd, while He Heng took his hand and led him away from the crowd.

In the dark night, the two ran wildly along the wooden steps, and finally came to an empty corner.

The two were leaning on the railing, the sky was completely dark at this time, the oncoming sea breeze was mixed with the salty smell of sea salt, and the wind became louder and louder.

Shi Shuang felt a little chilly all over, and his figure looked a little thin in the night wind. He subconsciously reached out to brush his arms, and then remembered that his coat seemed to have fallen on the piano upstairs.

In the next second, there was a sudden warm touch on his shoulders, and someone put a piece of clothing on him from behind.

Shi Shuang turned around suddenly, and met He Heng's deep eyes. Seeing this, he was stunned for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth as if thinking of something, looked up at He Heng and said:

"Didn't you say before that you should bring your own coat if you feel cold?"

He Heng was speechless for a moment when he asked, his handsome eyebrows were all knit together, and he couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he turned his head awkwardly, and said something without beginning or end,

"Why, you despise my coat?"

"No." There was a faint smile in Shi Shuang's voice.

He Heng pursed the corners of his lips, and then said angrily: "Others want my coat, but I don't."

At this moment, a warm and soft touch came from one side of the cheek, mixed with the sweet smell of strawberries. He Heng's words stopped abruptly, and he swallowed the remaining syllables.

Shi Shuang stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

It was a superficial kiss.

At this moment, He Heng's pupils trembled slightly, and he turned around suddenly, only to see that Omega had quickly lowered his head, averted his gaze, deliberately pretending that nothing had happened, but his pointed ears were suspicious. The light red revealed the tension in his heart at this moment.

Why didn't he just kiss more?

He Heng was still immersed in the strawberry-flavored kiss just now, and the lime-flavored pheromone belonging to Alpha gradually spread out, intertwined with the sweet strawberry flavor.

Obviously the sea breeze is cold, but the air surrounding the two of them is gradually warming up.

The next second, he lowered his head and turned the Omega's face, only to see that the originally cold eyes of the other party seemed to be darkened by the water mist at this moment, adding a bit of color, and the breath from the micro-powdered lips became more and more intense. increasingly incoherent.

An invisible attraction made the two gradually approach each other. Looking at Omega's gradually enlarged face and slightly parted thin lips, He Heng lowered his head and touched Shi Shuang's lips lightly. The touch was sweet, It smells like rose petals.

Followed by the second, third

Alpha's movements were neither fast nor urgent, more like step-by-step steps. He bit Frost's thin lips, and his slender knuckles pierced through the other's soft black hair, completely covering him.

Under Alpha's strong breath, Shi Shuang felt that his brain was a little lack of oxygen. His arms subconsciously wrapped around the man's waist, and he buried himself in the man's arms, letting He Heng ask for it with his neck up.

The cool night wind blew past, brushing the hair of the two of them, and the sound of the waves beating the shore covered up the slight panting.

And He Heng kept deepening the kiss, feeling the warmth of the other's teeth, searching for the sweetness of the strawberries.

"No~"

Until Omega let out a soft whimper, and wrinkled the shirt on the back of the man with his fingertips,

Seeing this, He Heng hooked the corners of his mouth, slowed down and continued to kiss him, and at the same time stretched out his hand to gently pat the other person's back, trying to comfort the person in his arms.

Omega was so dazed by his kiss, after parting, some red and swollen lips were slightly closed, Shi Shuang leaned against the man's chest and kept panting.

The moonlight poured down on his reddish cheeks, He Heng hugged him, and patted his back with extremely gentle movements,

At this moment, looking at the person in his arms, which was his own Omega, his mind was filled with a thought:

It turns out that liking someone is this feeling.

"Frost" He Heng broke the silence first,

"Shuangshuang,"

Hearing this, Shi Shuang raised her head from his arms, her fair cheeks were still slightly flushed, "Huh?"

He Heng looked at him, "Can I call you that?"

"Yes." Shi Shuang nodded lightly, feeling her ears getting hotter and hotter, said:

"Frost"

In He Heng's view, someone who likes someone should confess to the other party, especially in this situation where he has already taken advantage of the other party (referring to kissing), even if he is now carrying the status of the other party's legal husband, but as a person with As the Alpha in charge, he felt that he should express his heart decisively,

Thinking of this, he lowered his head, looked seriously into Shishuang's eyes and said, "I"

But at this moment,

"Squeak!" With a sound, the glass door outside was suddenly pushed open, and He Heng felt the person in his arms stiffen suddenly, and then the two quickly separated, each turning their heads to look at other places, which seemed to be trying to cover up.

"Mr. He, so you and Mr. Shi are here?" The man who came in was one of the co-investors of "Holy Light", "I walked around the banquet hall but couldn't find you. I hid here, but it’s easy for me to find.”

After the man and Shi Shuang also said hello, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and very naturally took out one and handed it to He Heng.

The moment he took the cigarette, He Heng suddenly realized a problem,

The original owner can smoke, but he can't.

But now that they have been picked up, is it possible that they can be stuffed back?

So he had to pretend to put the cigarette tail in his mouth,

"Mr. He, what do you think about the cooperation we talked to you before?" The man leaned over obsequiously, and helped He Heng light the cigarette with a lighter.

Next second,

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

He Heng felt a mouthful of tar in his mouth, straight to his forehead, he coughed uncontrollably, and subconsciously removed the cigarette with his fingers.

Does he not smoke?

Shi Shuang was stunned for a moment, then reached out and patted the man's back to help him calm down.

"Hey, Mr. He, please slow down." The man slandered him in his heart that this cigarette is obviously a good one. Why did He Heng react so strongly, but he could only smile and say, "Mr. He, I am the one who can't think about it." Zhou, I guess you are not used to smoking my cigarettes."

"I'm fine." He Heng took the cigarette away, and resumed his usual indifferent expression during negotiations, "Go on."

He did not take another puff during the ensuing conversation.

"Then think about it again. It would be the best if you can continue to cooperate with Tiancheng." The conversation about cooperation went smoothly, and the man left with a smile after the chat.

Watching his leaving back, He Heng lowered his eyes and glanced at the cigarette that was still left between his fingers. The sparks from the cigarette end shone brightly and dimly in the dark night.

He put the cigarette in his mouth in disbelief and took another puff,

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Still couldn't help coughing.

Why are people always so addicted to smoking?

He Heng couldn't help feeling depressed.

The original "He Heng" was a big smoker, and it was not a problem to smoke a pack or two of cigarettes a day. However, at this moment, Shi Shuang looked at the man who didn't know how to smoke at all and the young face of the other party, and that thing in his heart had been bothering him all the time. The question seems to have a clear answer.

He became more convinced of his inner thoughts,

That is, the person he likes in front of him and the person he once hated cannot be the same person.

Thinking of this, Shi Shuang hooked the corner of his mouth, he looked at He Heng and said softly,

"You are not him."

Then he reached out and took away the remaining cigarette in the man's hand, and put it out in the ashtray at the corner of the table.

He Heng had just recovered from the pungent gasoline smell of cigarettes, and his brain was still a little sluggish, but

You are not him?

What does this mean?

He remembered that since he was in the script of chasing his wife and crematorium, and everything must be considered in context,

Then the meaning of this kind of words in crematorium literature is generally

In the next moment, as if a lightning flashed across his mind, a shocking idea suddenly appeared in He Heng's brain.

Did Shi Shuang regard herself as someone's substitute? ? ?

Like a flood that opened its gates, He Heng's thoughts rushed thousands of miles along with this thought,

So when he kissed Shishuang just now, all he thought about was another man?

The way of heaven is reincarnation, who can the sky bypass.

It turned out that the double was actually me?

hateful,

It turned out that when the system said there was a "double double" scenario, He Heng didn't think much about it. Who would have thought that the system would arrange for him a "double double" scenario?