Saving the Second Male Lead: What to Do When You Enter a Domineering Boss's Novel

[Time passes and changes, but love is eternal and will last forever, till the end of time.] - William Shakespeare.

Long Junshen and Ning Wanrou held a wedding of the century that shocked the whole world and was extremely lively.

In a corner of Dongzhou, in an empty castle, the second male lead Nangong Xianyue was alone, looking at the big red invitation in his hand, but he couldn't bear to see her marry someone else, so he didn't attend the wedding. In the finale, the male and female protagonists got married happily, and they will never be separated for the rest of their lives.

The second male lead, Nangong Xianyue, guards the few memories he had with the female lead, Ning Wanrou, and dies alone with his broken body...

Late at night, the woman with long jet-black hair sat in front of the computer, typed the last period, and after finishing "Mr. Long's Gorgeous Wife", she raised her eyebrows with satisfaction.

She is a relatively well-known online writer who loves to write melodramatic stories like "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me".

The male protagonist is rich and arrogant, and only loves the female protagonist. The female protagonist is extremely beautiful, but she can't stand the male protagonist's control and runs away with the baby. The second male protagonist is equally matched with the male protagonist, but he can't get the female protagonist's favor. He is willing to die for the female protagonist without asking for anything in return. In the end, he has to watch the male protagonist and the female protagonist together.

Although this plot is so old-fashioned, she still loves it.

She hummed a song and went to the bathroom to take a shower. She changed into a white nightgown, draped her half-dry hair behind her head, and sat in front of the computer to read the comments in the background as usual. They all spoke up for the second male lead:

"Nangong Xianyue is so pitiful!"

"Nangong Xianyue is too persistent."

"Can the heroine marry two wuwuwuwu..."

"Is it the end? Don't I, Xian Yue, deserve a good ending? Great author, you have no heart!"

“Extra, extra!! Please give me an extra!! (knock knock)”

"Can't we really give him a better ending, wuwuwuwu..."

"There's nothing that Long Junshen can compare to Nangong Xianyue, he just has the aura of a protagonist."

"Nangong Xianyue, I'm so upset..."

...

She took off her glasses, rubbed her sore eyes, yawned, turned off the computer, and went to bed.

Sad? Of course she was a little sad. The second male lead was destined to be alone for life because he was her ideal type. How could she let him be with another woman?

One night long after the end, Joysa dreamed of that noble and cold man again.

She was in a magnificent but dark and empty castle. The man was sitting in the main seat. From time to time, there was a crackling sound from the fireplace behind him. This time he did not appear in front of Joysa as usual, and he was in the dark, but Joysa knew that he was looking at her.

"Are you satisfied with this ending?" Nangong Xianyue said in a hoarse voice.

Qiao Yisha knew she was dreaming and was not afraid at all. She crossed her arms and said confidently, "You are the second male lead and are destined to live alone. Do you think I want you to be with the heroine?"

Qiao Yisha's attitude made Nangong Xianyue look murderous. He slowly stood up and walked in front of her from the shadows. His 1.9-meter height gave her a strong sense of oppression.

In the light, the man's facial features gradually became clear: he looked feminine, but not effeminate, with thin lips that were slightly pale, narrow eyes, and a cold look without any warmth.

The only flaw is that he has an eye patch on his left eye. If you take it off, you will find that his left eye is sunken, and there is nothing left where the eyeball originally was.

This is the injury suffered by the heroine Ning Wanrou.

Qiao Yisha felt a little sour in her heart, but she repeatedly emphasized in her heart that this was just a dream and there was no Nangong Xianyue in reality.

"Fate? What a fate," Nangong Xianyue sneered, then turned expressionless and looked at Qiao Yisha, gritting his teeth with every word: "I only believe in myself, and never believe in fate."

Joysa has dreamed of him several times, and each time it was very real, but every time she woke up she brainwashed herself into thinking it was just a dream.

Not only when she was writing this novel, but before she started writing, she often dreamed of a man, a man whose face she could not see clearly, sitting in an empty castle, waiting for something unknown.

So Joysa wrote a novel for him. Although it was written for him, Joysa was always reluctant to let him really be with another woman, so she made him the second male lead, the second male lead who was loved but could not be with her.

But she wrote to Nangong Xianyue about an affectionate woman who protected him until her death, and she named that woman "Qiao Yisha".

Since this person does not exist in reality, why not let myself protect him in the novel?

"It's a done deal, nothing you do can change it," Joysa looked at him seriously.

Nangong Xianyue fell down on the sofa and started laughing like a madman. He laughed silently at first, then laughed loudly. He buried his face in his hands and laughed miserably.

Qiao Yisha finally felt a little distressed. She squatted down and stretched out her hand to comfort him, but her hand went straight through Nangong Xianyue's arm.

"Uh..." She couldn't touch him.

She pulled back.

Nangong Xianyue stood up, his tall figure facing away from Qiao Yisha, who was barely at his shoulder.

Qiaoisha knew that he was crying, but he was too proud to shed tears in front of anyone.

"Nangong Xianyue, I'm really sorry, but I really can't help you with this matter..."

"You know, you made me born to live for her. She is happy now and doesn't like my disturbing her..." Before she finished speaking, Nangong Xianyue interrupted her and continued talking to herself.

"Why didn't she love me? I never regretted being good to her, even though I paid such a huge price. I thought that as long as she was well, I would be well, and I could let it go..."

Joysa looked down at his left leg, which looked no different from a normal person's, but she knew that what was inside the trouser leg was a prosthetic limb.

"But when she sent me the invitation, I found that I still didn't have it. I regretted it, I regretted it..." He said the word "regret" twice in a row, and his voice was trembling.

"If I hadn't reunited with her, maybe she would only live in my memory. If I had to do it again, I wouldn't walk through that door, wouldn't reunite with her, wouldn't fall in love with her again. If I hadn't reunited with her, I wouldn't be so miserable. But I'm also afraid of not reuniting with her, because only when I meet her can I truly be alive..."

After hearing these words, Qiao Yisha couldn't help but shed hot tears and said sorry a thousand times in her heart.

Nangong Xianyue walked back into the shadows and sat in the main seat in the shadows. He picked up the dagger beside him and curled his thin lips slightly.

When Qiaosha heard the sound of a dagger being unsheathed, her pupils fluttered and she shouted, "No!" The sound echoed in the empty space.

Qiao Yisha ran into the shadows and ran to his side. The firelight illuminated their faces, flickering. Nangong Xianyue smiled and said, "I will never stop loving her, even if it means ending my life."

Qiaosha hurriedly tried to grab his dagger with her hand, but her hand still pierced through the dagger and she couldn't touch him after all.

"She left my life and took my life with her. I hope we can meet again in the next life..."

“No! Nangong Xianyue!”

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