Boyfriend always wants to sculpt me

Shen Sangcheng has an inexplicable fondness for Peng Ming, perhaps because his conversation is too honest, his personality is dull, and it is very easy to gain people's trust.

It was getting late, Shen Sangcheng was just about to decline, but suddenly remembered that it contained the exam papers to be corrected on the weekend, and said instead: "Excuse me, I will go to the 24-hour convenience store next to the market and wait."

Peng Ming agreed and hung up the phone.

The convenience store was very quiet, the clerk was listlessly fiddling with his mobile phone, and when he saw a customer coming in, he stood up lazily and leaned against the cashier counter to say hello.

Shen Sangcheng walked around the shelves, picked up a few bottles of beer, paid for it, and went to the shed outside the store to sip.

Shen Sangcheng seldom drinks alcohol and never smokes. He is used to rationality, and he always avoids things that can paralyze him and escape from reality.

But today was different, he had to find something to divert his thoughts, disappointment and anger piled up in his chest, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.

Monk Shen Sangcheng's sister was married with a son.When he was in college, because of his good looks, he never lacked suitors, and Shang Mei was the craziest one.Shen Sangcheng is not interested in the relationship between men and women, and always politely refuses Shangmei's invitations and advances. As time goes by, Shangmei seems to be hurt, and she doesn't appear much.

After the graduation ceremony, Shen Sangcheng had a dinner with some good seniors in the department, and one of the boys' girlfriends also brought friends.The moment Shang Mei walked in, those in the room who knew what was going on started booing one after another.

Shangmei is extroverted and pretty, and she is quite popular among boys, but Shen Sangcheng is the only one who hit a wall.She was not reconciled, more wronged, so she took a wine glass and sat next to Shen Sangcheng, taking advantage of the excitement, quietly asked him why.

why?

Shen Sangcheng blinked, trying to think about the reason, not knowing how to answer.Don't you want to find a reason if you don't like it?In order to cover up his embarrassment, he drank glass after glass of wine, and his consciousness was blurred...

When he woke up the next day, in the hotel room, he and his sister hugged each other shamelessly, and the girl's cheeks were flushed, and she buried her face in his arms, like a little bird, asking him if he would be responsible.

The answer is yes.Shen Sangcheng is not the kind of wolf-hearted person.

Graduated, married, had children.

Everything went smoothly.

From the perspective of outsiders, this is a happy family. The wife is kind and virtuous and dedicated to the family. The husband is successful in his career and gentle as jade.

But only Shen Sangcheng knew that since he got married, or in other words, since the time he was drunk, he could no longer be hard on Shangmei.

It's not that he hasn't tried it, but he really can't do it. Every time Shang's eyebrows are moved and pester him to ask for it, but Shen Sangcheng has a helpless face, like a bystander in the desert, and feels nothing at all.

Shen Sangcheng felt sorry for Shang Mei, so he secretly went to the hospital to have a look, but nothing was wrong, the doctor said it might be a psychological problem.

What could be wrong with his wife?Shen Sangcheng was even more frustrated.

This matter seems to be in his heart, he always wants to make up for Shangmei in other places, he will agree to whatever she says, and try his best to satisfy her.

But Shen Sangcheng is not omnipotent, there are always things he cannot do.In recent years, Shangmei's demands have become more and more vain. At the beginning, it was for food and clothing, until she used her children as an excuse...

Shen Sangcheng flattened the can, threw it into the trash can, and rubbed his hair in frustration.

"Mr. Shen, I've been waiting for a long time."

Peng Ming stopped the car and trotted over, bringing up a wind mixed with the smell after bathing.

When Shen Sangcheng saw his wet short hair, he quickly stood up to greet him, and said embarrassedly, "Please run for a while."

Dazed before his eyes, he fell back heavily.

Peng Ming quickly grabbed the back of the chair, "Be careful."

Shen Sangcheng rubbed his temples and murmured: "It's okay."

There were soda cans in a mess on the table, Peng Ming probably guessed the reason why he ran out late at night to get drunk, he let out his breath quietly, went to the supermarket to get some more bottles, and paid for them.

Sitting across from Shen Sangcheng, he quickly opened two bottles and drank with him, "Mr. Shen, if there is something wrong with you, it's better to talk about it than to drink."

"..."

Shen Sangcheng pushed his glasses and remained silent.

Peng Ming felt that he was a contradiction.It's rare that he didn't wear that serious suit, showing a friendly side, with flushed cheeks, a pair of red phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and blurred vision. He was so drunk that he could still keep calm and self-sufficient.

Peng Ming rubbed the can with his fingertips, not knowing what to say to relieve the atmosphere, he always had an unconscious sense of surrender when facing Shen Sangcheng.

After a while, Shen Sangcheng spoke first: "It's getting late, you won't come back?"

"Go back." Peng Ming stood up, making gestures to help him, "I'll see you off."

"No, I'll sit down for a while."

Peng Ming clenched his fists, and suddenly said, "Why don't you go to my place and continue drinking?"

"..."

Shen Sangcheng raised his eyes, as if drunk, he turned his head slowly, thinking about his words.

Peng Ming scratched his head, not thinking that there was something wrong with what he said. His fellow villager often went home to drink and play chess after closing the stall.

still is……

Shen Sangcheng doesn't like his poor place?

However, Shen Sangcheng stood up and lifted the plastic bag containing the cans, "Then excuse me."

9.

The rental house is not big, without any decorations, but it is organized in an orderly manner.

Even so, Peng Ming still felt embarrassed, and brushed off the non-existing dust on the sofa, asking Shen Sangcheng to sit down.

"The house is too simple, don't dislike it."

"will not."

The blush on Shen Sangcheng's cheeks did not fade, his eyes became clear again, and he placed the cans one by one on the table, with the labels all facing in one direction, and he was done.

As soon as he stopped, Peng Ming took a bottle, pulled off the iron ring and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Shen Sangcheng said.

Peng Ming got some beer froth on his fingertips, sipped it off, opened the bottle on his own, raised his head and poured it vigorously, and the beer bottomed out immediately.

The room was quiet, strangely uncomfortable, Peng Ming took the liberty to embolden himself and asked, "Did sister-in-law quarrel with you?"

Shen Sangcheng was taken aback, and smiled wryly.

"Oh, the child has been found..."

Peng Ming raised his head, but he didn't know what to say, he looked carefully at Shen Sangcheng's expression.

He didn't respond, he was still sipping his wine, his fingertips turning pale.Peng Ming looked down at his chapped and callused hands, clenched into fists in inferiority.

"Peng Ming, haven't you thought about starting a family?"

Shen Sangcheng called him suddenly, his voice was crisp and sweet, Peng Ming subconsciously sat up straight and shook his head.

"I'm fine now. I earn money to support myself, and I'm happy at leisure."

"It's really good, I'm very envious."

Shen Sangcheng opened another bottle of wine, drank half of the bottle, heavy tiredness hit him, his vision was a little blurred, and he couldn't see the time on the wall clock clearly, but subconsciously felt that it was already late, so he got up to leave.

Peng Ming insisted on sending him off, the two of them were so drunk, they pushed and shoved, their feet were unsteady, and they both fell back on the sofa.

Shen Sangcheng only felt that a heavy object was smashing towards him, and his glasses flew out with a crisp sound of shattering.

Peng Ming heard him grunting in pain, struggling to get up, but his knees bumped together inadvertently, both of them were taken aback.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Shen Sangcheng remembered that at the beginning, the doctor kept saying that he might have problems in that aspect of psychology, and this has indeed been the case over the years, but now...

At this moment, Peng Ming wished to die of shame, but stared at Shen Sangcheng uncontrollably.To be sure, he was a man of little knowledge.

It rained heavily that day, Shen Sangcheng's clothes were soaked, biting his lip, he felt ascetic and pure.He looked straight at it with no promise, and his palms were sweaty when he handed the things over.

Shen Sangcheng asked him why he didn't marry a wife, Peng Ming didn't dare to tell the truth, he liked men, especially handsome men like Shen Sangcheng.

Peng Ming swallowed hard and said sincerely, "I'm sorry." But his body didn't intend to get up.

"It's all right."

Shen Sangcheng flattened his body, not knowing what meaning he was answering.

Shen Sangcheng thought, wine is really a good thing.It can make people abandon their dignity and the bottom line, and tear their skins together.

The space of the rental house is too narrow, the living room and the bedroom are actually connected, and a pile of cardboard boxes are piled up in the middle to block it, and it was kicked over by Shen Sangcheng. He wanted to apologize, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he faltered. silent.

There was a fresh soothing scent on the sheets, and a faint lemon scent on the pillowcase. Shen Sangcheng smelled it when he turned over, and asked in a daze, "What brand of laundry detergent do you use?"

Peng Ming didn't answer, and ran into the bathroom with bare feet, took a bottle of something, smeared it stickily, and put it under Chen Sangcheng's nose.

"You like lemon flavor?"

Shen Sangcheng nodded.

Peng Ming felt relieved and said, "Then use this."

Shen Sangcheng is inexperienced. Before Peng Ming appeared, he always thought he liked women.

The feeling of numbness and crispness diffuses up the tailbone, and the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys are all aching, painful, and comfortable.

Shen Sangcheng groaned and pulled the pillow, threw it under the bed, completely discarded distracting thoughts, went crazy...

10.

"Have you heard about Mr. Shen in your community?"

"do not know……"

"Tsk, it's the three people who live in the same unit. The male teaches high school mathematics. He's gentle and clean..."

"Oh, I have an impression, what's the matter?"

"He's not good enough, he's getting mixed up with men. He's hiding from his wife, and the butcher in the market...the two have been together for a long time..."

"Ah?! Does his wife know?"

"Well! The two men are shameless... In the morning, the man said he was going out to buy vegetables, but he didn't come back all morning, and the wife was worried to find... The deli shop was closed, but her man's electric car was standing by the door , the woman went to knock on the door, and heard that movement inside... My man, I can hear it as soon as I can't hear it..."

"Bah! Disgusting!"

"Disgusting! His wife brought this matter to the school, disgraced him, and was expelled from the school... The man is quite calm and admits it all, and now the woman is divorcing him."

……

Shen Sangcheng's face was covered with bloodstains, and his suit was covered with dirt-stained footprints.Shang Mei stood not far away panting, with disheveled hair, as if hanging her last breath, just to die with him.

"When did it start?"

"..."

"Okay, if you don't say it, don't say it..." Shang Mei's eyes were red, and he asked: "Do you really like... like men, or just for fun?"

"..." Shen Sangcheng wanted to help the crooked spectacle frame, raised his hand halfway, put it down again, closed his eyes fiercely, and said calmly in despair: "I love him."

"..." Shangmei was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed: "You love him?! Yes, then divorce! I will give you freedom, but Shen Sangcheng, don't even think about taking anything from me! Don't think about it!"

Shen Sangcheng didn't say anything, and silently tidied up the mess at home, holding the crumpled divorce agreement, and the old and painted suitcase, and was taken back to the rental house by Peng Ming.

He also lost his job.

The cooked meat can't be sold anymore, and the door is full of people watching the fun, poking his spine and muttering that he is shameless, acting as a male mistress and interfering in other people's families.The fellow felt embarrassed when he found out, and cut off contact with him, but his mouth was not idle, gossiping among relatives and friends, and everyone in his hometown knew about it.

Peng Ming didn't have the face to go back, his parents left early, and the relatives didn't move around very often.

But what about Shen Sangcheng...

He's such a proud person, so it's not worth bending his waist and breaking his bones.

"You really want a divorce?" Peng Ming asked.

Shen Sangcheng paused while he was picking up his luggage, then silently turned his head to look at him, for a long while, he asked instead: "Otherwise?"

"Shangmei is a good wife."

"I know." Shen Sangcheng said, "That's why I want a divorce."

"why?"

"I have you in my heart. If you continue to pretend to be stupid and live with her, it will be called inhumanity." Shen Sangcheng finally packed up his clothes, touched the black pen to sign the agreement, and asked plausibly: "What? You regret it ?”

"No."

Peng Ming leaned over and embraced him from behind, firmly.The tight muscles were so painful that he couldn't bear to push them away, or in other words, he couldn't push them away.

The two had made up their minds to confess to Shang Mei before, but they didn't know how to open their mouths. They hesitated and procrastinated, and the matter developed to this point.

Shen Sangcheng sighed: "I'm sorry for her."

Hearing this, Peng Ming lowered his eyes in shame, "...I'm sorry for you too."

Shen Sangcheng didn't answer any more questions, and concentrated on undoing his belt, his fingertips were round, and Peng Ming's breathing became heavier and heavier when he thought that his hands holding chalk and educating people were doing this kind of thing.

When Shen Sangcheng was pushed onto the table, he giggled when he saw him tearing his shirt furiously.

"No matter what the court decides, I'm still Shen Qingshuo's father. It's not easy for Shangmei to be a woman with children. I want to secretly send them some money every month..."

"Row."

"I still want to live in another place..."

"Row."

Shen Sangcheng was helpless: "Do you agree with all these?"

Peng Ming nodded naively, "Well, I'll listen to Teacher Shen."

"Listen forever?"

"Well...it will be done in the next life."