God Made Incompatibility

In the locker room where no one could see, Meng Wanji unbuttoned all the buttons of her shirt one by one, like peeling off a layer of shackles, saying goodbye to a past.

Putting on the small V-neck streamer dress that Sheng Jinshu chose for her, she lowered her head to straighten the streamer, tied it, paused with her fingertips, and pulled it away again.

Forced to be indifferent, she opened the door of the locker room. Sheng Jinshu is standing in front of a hanger not far away with two shoulder straps on one shoulder, with a long body. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned to look sideways, and immediately, undisguised surprise appeared in her eyes.

Meng Wanji stood quietly and asked her with her eyes.

Sheng Jinshu approached with hooked lips, stretched out his hand to help her naturally pull out the long hair in the back collar, and then helped her to tidy up the neckline and the thin chest belt. The fingertips are flexible and gentle.

Meng Wanji's heart was slightly warm.

"Is it alright?" She said nonchalantly.

Sheng Jinshu fastened her thin belt, tucked her loose temple hair behind her ears, looked at her with a half-smile, and said nothing.

"What's wrong?" Meng Wanji asked.

Sheng Jinshu chuckled: "I feel a sense of crisis."

Meng Wanji: "?"

Sheng Jinshu said: "I feel like there are more rivals in love."

Meng Wanji was stunned for a moment, knowing that she was complimenting her, or that she was pleased. She couldn't help bending her lips, and gave Sheng Jinshu an angry look. She didn't answer her words, and turned to look in the mirror. Sheng Jinshu saw the reserved and lovely curvature of the corners of her lips, and couldn't help but deepen her smile.

She didn't believe that Meng Wanji had no self-awareness of her own beauty. She knew it too well, and she kept herself confined in stereotyped clothes for so many years, right?

"I want this one, how about two more?" Not only dresses, but also sweaters and skirts for her. Elegant and casual, these two pieces are perfect for casual wear to work.

Meng Wanji did not refuse.

She has a good figure, almost a natural clothes hanger, and Sheng Jinshu doesn't think she looks bad in the clothes she wears. After staying for more than half an hour, she asked the shopping guide to pack two skirts, two sweaters, a skirt and a pair of trousers.

Meng Wanji unlocked her phone and prepared to pay, and Sheng Jinshu handed out the membership card ahead of her.

"I'll do it myself." Meng Wanji wanted to stop the teller from swiping the card.

Sheng Jinshu grabbed her fingertips.

"I'm really sorry, will you go to the other side to help me pick two pieces later?" Sheng Jinshu looked like he was seriously discussing with her.

Meng Wanji was suspicious: "Huh?"

Sheng Jinshu looked sideways outside the store and raised his chin towards the opposite side of the glass door.

Meng Wanji followed her line of sight and saw a complete set of exquisite and attractive lace underwear and pajamas being displayed in the window directly opposite - it was an underwear brand store.

"..." Meng Wanji was speechless.

Sheng Jin said with sincerity: "I think your vision is better."

Her eyes swept across Meng Wanji's front chest with a vague look.

"I liked the few things I saw before."

Meng Wanji blushed, for fear that the shopping guide beside her would hear something. She whispered her name: "Sheng Jinshu."

The warning is self-evident.

Sheng Jinshu's brows and eyes drooped down, pretending to be aggrieved: "Well, I'll choose it myself."

She turned around to pick up the shopping guide's membership card and the packed shopping bag, regretting, "I thought I could pick two of your favorites."

Meng Wanji's throat moved.

Sheng Jinshu walked out the door, Meng Wanji stretched out her hand to share half of the shopping bags from her, blushed and red, gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't say I won't help you choose."

Sheng Jinshu stopped for a moment.

She looked sideways at Meng Wanji playfully, and Meng Wanji looked at her with a calm expression.

Sheng Jinshu got closer, and said in a breathy voice in her ear, "You have to help me wear it."

Meng Wanji: "..."

Too big! Meng Wanji couldn't bear it anymore, shoved the shopping bag into her arms, and walked away quickly with a blank expression.

Sheng Jinshu was stunned and laughed softly. After a few seconds of laughter, she called out enchantingly behind her: "Xiao Ji, wait for me..."

Meng Wanji was obviously very embarrassed and annoyed, but her footsteps slowed down involuntarily. She looked down and saw her smiling face reflected brightly on the marble floor of the mall.

An unfamiliar, fresh self that has never been seen before.

On the morning of December 31st, the teachers in the entire office, and even the entire second year of high school, were sensational—what happened, Teacher Meng, the flower of Gao Ling, came to class in a skirt!

Sheng Jinshu was in class in class 6, and Meng Wanji and Meng Wanji were at the door of class 6 respectively. Before he could stand in front of the podium of class 6, he heard a huge voice from the next class: "Wow!"

She couldn't help but curl her red lips.

The students in Class 6 were also restless: "Teacher! Was it Teacher Meng who just walked over?"

"Am I not dazzled?" Another student was surprised.

Sheng Jinshu nodded calmly.

The students were quiet for two seconds, then suddenly stood up and ran outside the classroom. One ran out, then the second one, and then they rushed out one by one.

Sheng Jinshu laughed.

These guys, as for? Thinking about it this way, the smile on the corner of his lips couldn't come down.

After class, she even stayed in the classroom for an extra minute, wanting to hear more about what the students had to say and compliment Meng Wanji's dress today.

Just as I heard the students gossip about whether Teacher Meng was in love, "Aren't you going?" Meng Wanji's cold voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

The students immediately boiled again.

Sheng Jinshu was slightly surprised.

"Let's go." She picked up the textbook and water cup, wondering why Meng Wanji would take the initiative to pick her up from get out of class. When she went out, she saw Jiang Mao standing on the aisle "just" on the only way to the office.

Oh. Sheng Jinshu did not drink the sugar water but tasted the sweetness.

I thought she really didn't care. She gave Meng Wanji a teasing look, and Meng Wanji pretended not to understand.

"What time do you go to your friend's place tonight?"

Sheng Jinshu knew that she had received enough jokes and jokes today, and let her go softly.

"Six o'clock," she replied. The New Year's Eve party was set on a cruise ship in the adjacent area, and the friend who was the host packaged the entire VIP area on the third floor of the cruise ship, and everyone only needed to board the ship before eight o'clock.

Meng Wanji nodded.

Jiang Mao wisely left before they got there.

Meng Wanji calmly stretched her brows.

At six o'clock, the two of them dressed up and set off from the dormitory on time.

The winter night comes early. At half past six, the car taillights on the entire national highway have merged into a long winding river, red and bright, which should match the old and welcome advertisements on the huge screen of the roadside building, and the traffic jams seem to be full. Be part of this festive welcome.

Sheng Jinshu was connected to Bluetooth, and called a friend to tell them that they might be late, and then sat in the car with Meng Wanji, listening to the music, and moving slowly with the car in front, not impatient.

Meng Wanji asked her casually, "Are all the friends who have known each other for many years today?" She listened to them in a casual tone.

Sheng Jinshu replied, "Almost all."

Without hiding it, she took the initiative to introduce: "In addition to senior sister, Fa Xiao and a few high school friends, there are some people I met when I was wandering outside in high school."

Meng Wanji's nerves were affected. She remembered the scene she once saw at the school gate in high school, Sheng Jinshu wearing a changed school uniform, talking to a group of men and women with dyed hair and smoking, and then sitting on the back seat of their motorcycle and walking away.

At that time, many parents who picked up their children for the weekend reminded their children: "Stay away from that kind of person."

Now, "that kind of person" has become a teacher.

Meng Wanji occasionally felt like she was dreaming when she looked at Sheng Jinshu in front of her.

"You..." After hesitating for two seconds, she asked tentatively, "Principal Huang chatted with me one day and accidentally mentioned that your grades in junior high school are actually pretty good?"

Sheng Jinshu wasn't surprised, and didn't look offended.

Versailles? Meng Wanji laughed softly.

She poked her tentacles farther and asked, "So...why did your grades suddenly plummet when you were in high school?"

Sheng Jinshu tapped on the steering wheel with a long finger, but did not answer immediately.

Meng Wanji immediately stepped back with dignity: "It doesn't matter if it's not convenient for you to say."

Sheng Jinshu looked at her sideways, with some clarity and some tenderness in his eyes: "Really?"

Meng Wanji's eyes moved, and her insincere words suddenly couldn't come out.

fake.

If she refuses to say it, she will care about it, and will immediately recognize that their physical relationship is far closer than their spiritual relationship.

Sheng Jinshu snapped her forehead coldly: "If you're not so generous, you don't have to pretend to be so generous." She smiled and scratched her nose: "At least not in front of me."

Meng Wanji's heart pounded in her chest.

Sheng Jinshu lightly put the brakes on, looked ahead and responded, "No inconvenience."

"My parents were college classmates. They were in love with each other for the first time. They got married as soon as they graduated from college. The two of them have always been in love. At least, I thought so before my junior high school. My mom fell ill and died in the third year of junior high school. Not long after that, my dad got married and lived a good life. It was said that my dad had a relationship with each other as early as two years ago. I couldn’t be mad at him. Blocking."

Meng Wanji thought that it might be a heavy reason, but didn't expect it to be like this. She didn't even know that Sheng Jinshu's mother was gone. She was stunned, as if her chest and throat were blocked together. I feel hypocritical to say "I'm sorry", and feel powerless to say anything else.

She reached out and touched Sheng Jinshu's hand on her lap.

Sheng Jinshu turned her hand back, scratched her palm, and asked nonchalantly, "Are you feeling sorry for me when I was a teenager?"

Meng Wanji's eyes contained a tenderness that she didn't even notice: "Don't you need to feel distressed now?"

Sheng Jinshu's eyes flashed for a moment, and then he laughed in a low voice: "I want to lie to you, but my conscience seems to hurt."

Meng Wanji asked silently with her eyes.

Sheng Jinshu followed the car in front and slowly entered another half a meter.

"It's alright now. My mom didn't blame him, she didn't say anything bad about him in front of me before she died. My grandmother also explained to me, in fact, they seemed to have divorced two years ago. My mom works I often travel on business, and the two get together less and leave more. My dad thinks that my mother can't meet his needs for a wife. But taking into account my feelings, they have never left. It's just that I don't want to accept it, and I think in the end, this marriage It was my father who changed his mind first."

"But looking back now, it seems that there is no emotion, and it really doesn't make sense to force it."

Her voice was soft, with no emotion.

Meng Wanji didn't know how to evaluate this. From an adult rational point of view, it seems so. But for the party who still has feelings, there will always be some difficulties.

She was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Then your relationship with your father now..."

Sheng Jinshu said, "I haven't been in contact for a few years. Now it's good or bad." She seemed to think of something, and suddenly smirked: "But if he wants to be nice to me, I won't refuse it now."

"He bought this car for me. You don't know how wonderful my stepmother's face was when I went back to get the keys." She gloated: "I haven't blocked them for a long time. I'm quite happy to add it occasionally."

Meng Wanji laughed.

Sheng Jinshu said: "Next time during the Spring Festival, tell him that I have a girlfriend, and it will probably make him feel uncomfortable for a while."

Seems to be looking forward to it.

Meng Wanji's heart sank and then lightened.

It's obviously a serious matter and even... She thinks it's a nightmare. How can she put it in such an understatement.

She smiled, looked at Sheng Jinshu's bright profile, and suddenly had courage and yearning.