Quick Wear: I, who played the supporting actor, got stuck with the protagonist

The word "please" made Wang Ping nod for the first time regardless of the consequences.

The persistence in the boy's eyes reminded him of himself.

Unfortunately, the gods refused to descend and no one cared for him at that time.

……

"Stop it."

The burnt-out cigarette fell on his calloused fingers, scalding him back to reality. The girl, no, boy, in white in front of him was just as quiet and well-behaved as he remembered.

But Wang Ping knew that something was different.

"She has come back."

Her eyelashes trembled suddenly, and to Wang Ping's surprise, Lin Qingle just nodded lightly.

"and then?"

Eyes soaked in snow are like a clear spring, containing transparent and pure coldness.

If Wang Ping didn't know how much he cared about his sister, he might have been fooled by her appearance. He scratched his hair in annoyance, which had turned a lot white just a few days after he returned here.

"First it was Er Mazi, then Wang Dazhi, who's next? Liu Datou at the entrance of the village or Fang Guilan in the south of the village?"

Wang Ping spoke each word with emphasis.

"Do you want to kill everyone!?"

Lin Qingle bent his eyes and said, "Look, don't you know all this?"

You already know who is guilty, so why bother asking?

and……

"I didn't kill anyone. Their deaths were not caused by me."

The tearful look made Wang Ping dazed. The little figure who had asked for help that year seemed to overlap with the person in front of him.

"I, I really didn't kill anyone..."

Wang Ping realized something was wrong. Lin Qingle's gaze was behind him. Was there anything behind him?

"Brother Wang, what are you talking about? It's so noisy."

A gust of wind passed by, and the young man hurried over to stand in front of Lin Qingle, with his flying clothes just falling down.

"Take me one."

Beneath the enthusiastic smile was obvious vigilance, which made Wang Ping hesitate to speak. After all, some words were not suitable for outsiders to hear.

"Nothing, just catching up after not seeing each other for a long time."

Bai Yichen asked back after a second, "Reminiscing about the past with a child who can't hear or speak?"

The whole attitude is just short of pointing fingers at people and accusing them of having bad intentions.

Wang Ping knew that Lin Qingle could hear it, but the matter itself could not be exposed, so he could only make up an excuse, "...This matter has nothing to do with you, don't get involved."

Hearing this, Lin Qingle shrank back, hugged the young man's waist in fear, buried her head and lay motionless. The pale face and tearful eyes that flashed by said it all.

Bai Yichen felt a little distressed. The child was not very old and might have been stuck here for a long time. He must be very scared. Although Wang Ping looked like a decent person, he could not be sure whether he was a good person or a bad person!

He patted Lin Qingle's shoulder, silently comforting her, and pierced Wang Ping with a blaming look, "Don't quibble. Brother Wang, you are a grown man, what's the big deal about embarrassing a child? Why don't you talk to me if you have anything to say?"

"Don't you see that no one wants to talk to you?"

Wang Ping: “…”

He finally realized that no conversation could go on with this brat around, so he shook his head helplessly. Before leaving, he took a few careful glances at the tall young man as a kind reminder.

"Some people are not as simple as they seem. You should be more careful."

Bai Yichen stood tall and straight and said straightforwardly, "Are you talking about yourself?"

The meaning in his eyes clearly said, 'You actually told me to be careful about myself, you are a good person.'

Wang Ping almost choked up and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Damn, where did this stupid boy come from?

Grow taller but not smarter!

Do you still think the person in your arms is a little white rabbit?

I think it's only a matter of time before the rabbit bites you!

After the people left, Lin Qingle dared to look up. She held onto Bai Yichen's clothes with her hands around her waist without letting go, and spoke softly, "Brother, he's so fierce, I'm afraid..."

The thumb touched the boy's overly white cheek, and it felt slightly cool. The same was true of the hand on his back through the thin clothing. He looked really scared.

"What did he tell you?"

Because the distance was too far, he didn't hear clearly. He wanted to know what the other person said in order to comfort and enlighten him, so he asked with this in mind. Soon, he regretted his rashness.

The boy seemed to recall something terrible. He said in a hurried voice, "He said I killed someone, but I really didn't! How could I have done something so terrible—"

As if eager to be recognized, Lin Qingle took the young man's hand and said, "Brother, I really didn't do that. Do you believe me?"

The fragile eyes are like a little animal curled up in the corner.

"What are you kidding!?"

Bai Yichen's sudden increase in voice made Lin Qingle panic until she heard the next sentence.

"How old are you? I could pin you to the ground with one hand, and he actually accused you of murder??"

In order to prove the truth of this sentence, he moved his fingers, lightly pinched Lin Qingle's lonely wrist and pressed him against the wall, and considerately placed his hand between the boy and the wall to avoid dirtying his clothes, and lifted the boy's chin with his empty hand.

"You might as well doubt me."

Boom, boom,

The usually orderly heartbeat broke away from the familiar frequency, like a smooth melody suddenly interrupted by chaotic sounds. The gentle yet inescapable force on the wrist bone, the large shadow looming over him... He could clearly feel the burning breath coming from another person.

Lin Qingle actually hated being approached by adults, as this would make him, who was used to guessing other people's thoughts from their eyes, unconsciously look up - as a vulnerable person.

Although he never considered himself to be the weaker party.

"What are you thinking about?"

The long silence made Bai Yichen lean forward a little closer, and then he saw the cheeks that were slightly flushed with blood, and the moisture in his eyes became heavier. The young man gently broke free from the restraining hands, wrapped his arms around the young man's neck, slowly tightened them, and his tone was inexplicable.

"Brother believes in me, right?"

Bai Yichen didn’t think too much about it. It was normal for a frightened child to seek comfort. He bent down and rubbed his head in a tiring posture.

"of course."

How could a child who was so weak that he could be blown down by a gust of wind kill someone?

There was a soft and joyful voice in my ears.

"Brother is the best."

"I like my brother the most."

Bai Yichen was a little shy and said modestly, "It's not that good..."

The corners of his mouth pulled up uncontrollably.

Hey.

There's nothing I can do about it, he's just popular among kids, so I feel embarrassed.

The hug didn't last too long. Lin Qingle calculated the time and hugged him tightly before letting go. "Come to think of it, the people who came with my brother don't like to go out very much. Don't they like it here?"

Bai Yichen, who was pinching his neck inconspicuously to relieve the soreness, didn't think much about it and said, "Maybe he feels bored."

To prevent the teenager from thinking too much, he added, "They prefer to stay in the house and play with their phones."

After all, they are a group of serious internet addicts who have to watch videos on their mobile phones even when going to the toilet.

"Mobile phone, is it fun?"