little beast

Without the psychological burden of her daughter, Sheng Shuangxu's mood changed a lot.

It's not that he doesn't know how to follow Shen Chengan and make Shen Chengan happy, it's just that he was ashamed to do it with the reserve of being a teacher before.

Now he just wants to end all this as soon as possible, he is too tired, he doesn't want to deal with Shen Chengan's anger and humiliation anymore.

Sheng Shuangxu's energy has been wiped out, he just wants to live comfortably this year.

But Shen Chengan didn't take the iron chain, he withdrew his hand—Sheng Shuangxu saw a bit of panic in those green eyes that were always calm and composed.

It was the first time for Shen Chengan to deal with Sheng Shuangxu who refused to resist, and he was a little at a loss.

There was no wave in Sheng Shuangxu's eyes, and he looked at him calmly. In contrast, the emotions in Shen Chengan's eyes were very complicated.Soon, Shen Chengan was defeated by the confrontation of eyes, he said with a little frustration: "Teacher, please sit down, I won't lock you up anymore."

Should I say "thank you"?Sheng Shuangxu thought, is it because of her daughter's illness that Shen Chengan's short-term respect and guilt have been returned?But is it really worth it?He would rather kneel on the ground and be humiliated by Shen Chengan.

Sheng Shuangxu got up obediently, and he sat next to Shen Chengan, eyeing him habitually.

Those eyes would only show slight differences in the dark - Shen Chengan's left eye was lighter in color than the right eye, Sheng Shuangxu would have doubts at first, but now he has lost the passion to explore the truth.

It's just that he's not afraid now. In the past, he was afraid of Shen Chengan's displeasure, so he would look at it secretly, but now, he looked at Shen Chengan with a boldness that he never had before.

Shen Chengan quickly noticed Sheng Shuangxu's gaze, he moved his eyes away, stopped staring at Sheng Shuangxu, and said, "Teacher, I will take you out this Saturday."

Sheng Shuangxu was taken aback.

Saturday is Christmas and also Sheng Yuwei's death day, Sheng Shuangxu will never forget this day in his life.

He didn't understand what Shen Chengan wanted to do. If he wanted to take him shopping for fun out of guilt, Sheng Shuangxu didn't want to accept such compensation on the anniversary of Sheng Yuwei's death.

Sheng Shuangxu had learned from the past and was unwilling to disobey Shen Chengan's request, but he didn't know how to tactfully express his reluctance. Shen Chengan was no longer a well-behaved and obedient student in high school. He was always angry, and he didn't know why he would get angry. Sheng Shuangxu was at a loss.

Sheng Shuangxu had been brewing for a long time, before she could speak, she heard Shen Chengan say: "Sheng Yuwei, Saturday is her death day."

Sheng Shuangxu's back stiffened, he didn't realize Shen Chengan's meaning: "What?"

Shen Chengan added: "I mean... I can take you to see her."

——How did he know Sheng Yuwei? !

Sheng Shuangxu was stunned. He remembered that he had never mentioned this younger sister who died young to anyone, including Gao Yuanyuan.

He thought about it for a second, a man with such a strong desire to control Shen Chengan might have figured out his pitiful details long ago, not only Sheng Yuwei, but also his student Song Lingya, what else would Shen Chengan not know? ?He was already completely naked in front of Shen Chengan, so what privacy did he want?

Sheng Shuangxu didn't know what to say, he could only say "yes" dryly.

When it was time to go to bed, Shen Chengan didn't say anything more, Sheng Shuangxu was full of his promise to visit Sheng Yuwei in the cemetery on Saturday, and moved into the room where his daughter used to live.

Shen Chengan didn't touch the furnishings inside, her daughter's bedroom was still piled with her usual things, Sheng Shuangxu curled up her body, as if her daughter would call him daddy intimately, and when she opened her eyes, she only saw the cold wall.

Her daughter would never trust him unreservedly again.

Thinking of this, Sheng Shuangxu was about to suffocate in pain - he was not worthy to be her father, and her heart would be branded with shame because he was her father.

Sheng Shuangxu lost everyone he loved, his sister, his wife, and his daughter.

He was so lonely and lost and helpless.

Sheng Shuangxu's addiction to smoking suddenly broke out.

Shen Chengan in the next bedroom had a vague dream.

Perhaps it was because Sheng Shuangxu took the initiative to put his hand on his thigh, which aroused his subconscious imagination.

Sheng Shuangxu in the dream was still docile and gentle, and even brought a bit of charm and playfulness that had never appeared on his face.

He had never seen such a Sheng Shuangxu, only the Sheng Shuangxu in his dream would do this, because he was false, it was just Shen Chengan's subconscious fantasy.

In Shen Chengan's dream, Sheng Shuangxu was holding his white shirt in his mouth, and the neckline was covered with saliva-moistened water stains. His waist was a little thinner than Shen Chengan's imagined, and round lines spread out along the thin waistline. Curve, he held it easily.

It was rare for Shen Chengan to see Sheng Shuangxu smiling so happily, only Sheng Shuangxu in his dream looked like this.In reality, Sheng Shuangxu was chained by his hands like a dog and trampled under his feet. He always cried and cowardly begged for mercy. He would not laugh like this, nor would he show any enjoyment in that kind of thing.

The cry of Sheng Shuangxu in the dream carried a different meaning. He frowned, his face was flushed, tears rolled down his cheeks like beads, and there was a blurred water stain on the lens.

Shen Chengan panted heavily, stared at him blankly, his head was dazed, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in cotton.

He had never had such a dream, and the shadow in his heart swallowed all his potential emotions, making him dare not have any illusions in this regard.

After waking up, Shen Chengan was still alone, lying flat on the big empty bed, the heavy snow outside the house crushed the branches, making the sound of branches breaking.

Click, click, the noise made Shen Chengan unable to fall asleep again.

Shen Chengan sat up abruptly, propped his forehead with his hands, his fingertips were wet with sticky sweat.

He couldn't help recalling the details of that dream, but he didn't have any familiar nausea.

——Why is only Shengshuang sequence different?

Shen Chengan had never had such emotions on Shao Qing.

He would never admit that he made a mistake, he tried to explain his anger with hatred, everything was caused by Sheng Shuangxu - the farther he was from him, the more he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to hurt him.

But Shen Chengan couldn't justify all this.

He has been unable to control everything for a long time, since he became dependent on Sheng Shuangxu's sexual desire, he has fallen into the abyss of desire that has been lost for many years.

The desire to control will only make him more frustrated.

The promiscuous Sheng Shuangxu in the dream lingered in his mind, Shen Chengan wiped off the sweat on his forehead annoyed, his throat was dry and itchy, and his cheeks were hot as if on fire.

He's going to the restaurant to get a glass of water to drink, he needs to calm down.

When Shen Chengan walked out of the bedroom, the cold wind passed through his thin pajamas, making him shiver.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room were wide open, and it was still snowing outside. The wind squeezed into every corner of the room, and the blackout gauze curtains were twisted and flying, making the sound of the fabric being stretched and stretched.

The world outside was covered in silver, and the snow made the sky glow red. Shen Chengan saw a vague and thin figure in the whiteness.