Classmate Li Zhuangsheng doesn’t want to be reborn

Li Zhuangsheng was silent for a moment, then pretended to be stupid, as if he had just recovered from the book: "Ah? What?"

"I want you!"

Hu Mengdie turned over and pressed on Li Zhuangsheng, stretched out his hand to remove his "Maginot Line of Defense", and stared directly at him.

"What do you want from me..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Li Zhuangsheng felt so stupid. He should be pretending to be stupid at this time, rather than pretending to be mentally retarded.

Your wife came to the battle wearing only a silk nightgown and flirted with you for a long time. What did you say you wanted?

My concubine's love is like soft water, I can't help but breathe like the wind, and my drunken eyes are in ecstasy. Then there is only one thing to do next.

Hu Mengdie pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Li Zhuangsheng affectionately, getting closer with a smile in her eyes, her hair sultry, and then kissed him gently on the lips.

"do not do that!"

Li Zhuangsheng subconsciously pushed Hu Mengdie away, and the latter almost rolled to the ground with an "ouch".

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay..." Li Zhuangsheng regretted it after pushing. He quickly got up to check on Hu Mengdie's condition and made excuses for himself, "I'm sorry, I, I'm really a little tired today..."

Li Zhuangsheng felt extremely ashamed and guilty. Although he didn't want to, his body was extremely honest at this moment. If it was normal, he would have been unable to bear the joy of birds and butterflies, and the rain and clouds.

He bit his lips desperately and pinched his thighs hard, trying to use pain to make his blood flow back to his brain instead of elsewhere.

"I'm fine..."

Hu Mengdie's smile was a little ugly, but when she saw the guilt on Li Zhuangsheng's face, she didn't look angry.

"I'm sorry...it's my problem, it's my fault..."

Li Zhuangsheng tried his best to slander himself in order to gain forgiveness. He understands that everything is a cover-up, but this will make him feel better.

"It's okay, don't take it personally... I know you've been too busy in the past few days." Hu Mengdie comforted softly.

"sorry Sorry."

"It's fine."

Hu Mengdie kissed Li Zhuangsheng on the face, leaned back to Li Zhuangsheng, rubbed his arm, and smiled gloomily.

Li Zhuangsheng breathed a sigh of relief, picked up "Jiang Hu Cong Tan" again and read it casually. He still couldn't see it, but it didn't matter. It was just to get through the embarrassing silence anyway.

Hu Mengdie silently looked at Li Zhuangsheng's side face. Li Zhuangsheng noticed the other person's gaze and stared at the book intently, turning the pages mechanically, although he did not read a single word.

Hu Mengdie pursed her lips and got into bed rustlingly. Li Zhuangsheng's expression suddenly changed and he grabbed his pants.

"Don't be like this..." Li Zhuangsheng raised the quilt slightly with an ugly expression on his face, and choked out a few words, "I'm sorry for myself..."

"How can this be Zuojian..." Hu Mengdie raised her head and smiled, with tears in her eyes.

Yes, how can this be practice? Isn't this normal? Why can't I do it if others can do it? Did I force her? Can’t I just have fun now?

No, no, no, it shouldn't be like this... You can't let her do this kind of thing, it's not good... It's not bad, it's just that you can't have the mentality of humiliating her like this... She shouldn't be in such an occasion. Do this kind of thing...

Li Zhuangsheng's face flushed red, and he felt a conflict between heaven and man in his heart.

Finally, he reached out and gently pulled Hu Mengdie out of the bed.

"Let's go to sleep...I'm sleepy, let's go to sleep..."

Li Zhuangsheng secretly kissed Hu Mengdie on the face, as if there should be no compensation... or he was using that crappy "deceitful" strategy of war.

As expected, Hu Mengdie calmed down. She seemed to be confused by the kiss. All her uneasiness was sealed by this proactive kiss.

Li Zhuangsheng turned off the light, still apologizing: "I'm sorry... I'm really, really tired today..."

"It's okay, we can continue tomorrow, there are still many days to come..."

Hu Mengdie leaned on Li Zhuangsheng's shoulder and murmured softly.

Li Zhuangsheng remained silent, just closed his eyes and pretended to be sleeping. His wife's body fragrance was so alluring, but his heart cooled down.

"Let's have a child."

Not long after, Hu Mengdie spoke softly again, but the only response she received was the silence in the dark night.

The other person seemed to have fallen asleep.

"I'm sorry for making you so embarrassed. I will definitely make it up to you in the future... Don't be angry, okay..."

Hu Mengdie rubbed gently on Li Zhuangsheng's shoulder, as if murmuring. Still no response.

I knew she would say that... Li Zhuangsheng laughed at himself.

He had known it from the beginning, and it was only now that he faced the fact.

He and Hu Mengdie were over. He really shouldn't have chosen to write novels in the first place. Only then did he realize that his imagination could be so rich.

No matter what Hu Mengdie wants to do with him now, he will unconsciously think of her having done it countless times with another man... The better Hu Mengdie is, the angrier he becomes.

He could no longer stop this feeling of rejection from his heart.

The most important thing is that he is convinced that Hu Mengdie does not love him.

Although Li Zhuangsheng cannot explain the most abstract concept in the world, "love". But he knew that all Hu Mengdie's surprises, shyness, and expectations for the future once belonged to another man. All her experiences with men were learned from another man. Her every smile was in front of another man. It has been shown over and over again, and it was even taught by others.

This is the most helpless and unacceptable fact. No matter how unwilling you are, howling and crying, you can't change it at all.

Li Zhuangsheng had 1000 reasons to convince himself. In fact, he also went through three days of internal friction, but he still couldn't answer one question: Does she love me? Are her feelings for me unique? She was just being kind to her husband, and that husband could be anyone, it could be her ex, or anyone after his ex, right?

Can you accept all this calmly? When she listens to sad love songs and looks at the regrets about her past love in the comment section, who will appear in her mind?

She actually doesn't understand you, and she even doesn't want to understand you.

Li Zhuangsheng closed his eyes and made no sound. Outside the study, Hu Mengke, who had been standing for a long time, silently turned around and returned to the house.

……

On Monday, Li Zhuangsheng went to work honestly. Although he was in poor condition at the moment, his work unit had become his paradise-like refuge.

He picked up his phone countless times and put it down countless times. He knew what his choice meant, and he knew what he was about to face.

He clicked on Li Xiuyu's WeChat account and logged out, remaining absent-mindedly in a daze all day.

Marriage is not a trivial matter, and it will hurt the person he least wants to hurt. But he knew better that long-term torture was more painful.

He knew he should cut the knot quickly, but he still lacked the courage to take that step. He didn't know how to face Hu Mengdie's sad eyes.

He told himself that it was time to make up his mind, but he was afraid of facing a changed future that was beyond his control.

In the evening, it snowed again outside, with heavy wind and snow, even heavier than yesterday.

As he was about to get off work, Li Zhuangsheng was wondering if he should make an excuse to work overtime, but then he received a text message from Hu Mengke:

[Brother-in-law, Xuanxuan is sick. Can you come back early today? 】

【Okay, I'll be home soon】

Li Zhuangsheng's expression changed slightly and he hurriedly took a taxi home.

"Where's Xuanxuan, how is she doing?"

Li Zhuang opened the door panting angrily. The snowflakes above his head had turned into water droplets, and there was a trace of steam coming from his body.

"She's fine, she's asleep now."

Hu Mengke walked forward with a smile, took his own towel, and wiped Li Zhuangsheng gently and slowly.

"you……"

Li Zhuangsheng was stunned.

It was dark outside, and no lights were turned on at home. Only a few candles gave off dim light.

Hu Mengke was wearing a red stepmother's dress, which outlined her stunning and seductive curves from her shoulders and chest to her waist and hips. There was exquisite makeup on her face, like a fairy that had just transformed into a human form, ignorant, pure and charming.

Li Zhuangsheng's breath was suffocated, and he wanted to retreat instinctively.

Hu Mengke raised his head, his beautiful cheeks showing an attractive blush under the flickering candlelight, his eyes begging: "Brother-in-law, I'm sorry, I lied to you, but I am really sad today... Can you talk to me? ?”