From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Yizhou's pupils constricted, and Cen Fei's facial features seemed to be distorted in his sight. He turned into a demon holding a trident, with horns on his head and red eyes.

Cen Fei bent down and put his head in front of Chen Yizhou. With innocence in his eyes, he asked him suspiciously, "Don't you like me? Wouldn't it be good to stay here with me?"

Chen Yizhou didn't speak.

Cen Fei blinked, and his long eyelashes seemed to caress Chen Yizhou's face. Chen Yizhou turned his head and looked out of the window. He said in a cold voice, "Cen Fei, stop joking."

He did like Cen Fei, but he couldn't accept the confession of a person who wanted to imprison him, let alone be trapped in such a place from now on.

Cen Fei sat down by the bed again, and said to Chen Yizhou in a very serious tone: "I'm not joking, you stay here, I will treat you well."

Without waiting for Chen Yizhou's answer, Cen Fei then asked him, "If you like someone, shouldn't you want to stay with him every day?"

After a long time, Chen Yizhou suddenly said, "I don't like you."

In the quiet bedroom, Chen Yizhou's voice was deep and hoarse. Cen Fei liked his voice very much before, but now he felt that his voice was too harsh.

It seems to be scratching the blackboard with fingernails, and it seems that two pieces of foam are rubbed together vigorously.

"I see." Hearing these words, Cen Fei felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp knife. He felt very uncomfortable, but it didn't show on his face.

Because he has more than 20 years of memory less than ordinary people, and lacks the social experience and knowledge reserves that he should have, he can't understand why Chen Yizhou is so indifferent to him after knowing this incident.

In addition, his soul was slightly tampered with by Wuxiang and the others, so that he has not realized that it was wrong to imprison Chen Yizhou.

He thought that as long as Chen Yizhou liked him, he would be able to understand him and would be willing to cooperate with him and stay with him in this small villa.

But now everything is different from what he imagined.

Maybe Chen Yizhou really didn't like him, because he was acting affectionate before.

Cen Fei raised the corner of his mouth vigorously, and he asked Chen Yizhou, "Because you find that I am different from what you imagined, so you don't like me?"

Chen Yizhou's lips moved. He knew that what he just said was just a remark against his will. Even though he was tied up like this, he still liked Cen Fei.

But he doesn't want to admit that now.

Chen Yizhou was silent, the atmosphere in the room was getting more and more depressing, it was almost 12:30, but neither of them felt sleepy at all, most of the world outside the window was engulfed by darkness, only the ground lamp on the grass gave off a faint glow white rays of light.

Now it's May, and Spring's tail sweeps back and forth here, and it's about to leave, while Xia Tian's eyes widened, and he stretched out his claws to grab that furry tail.

They were deadlocked and silent with each other. Finally, Chen Yizhou spoke first, and he asked Cen Fei, "Cen Fei, why did you do this?"

Cen Fei couldn't answer Chen Yizhou's question. Did he want to tell Chen Yizhou that he had written these things in his notebook, and he had to follow the steps written in the notebook, otherwise, he would die soon.

But his notebook is just an ordinary notebook, not a death note, Chen Yizhou won't believe it.

Seeing a bit of struggle in Cen Fei's eyes, Chen Yizhou stared at him tenderly, and he continued to talk to him in the gentle tone he used to talk to him: "Let me go, we are still the same as before, OK?"

"I can't let you go." Shaking his head, Cen Fei said to Chen Yizhou very seriously: "If I let you go, I will die."

There was a bit of disappointment in Chen Yizhou's eyes, and Cen Fei knew that he didn't believe what he said, after all, he didn't even believe it.

But those words were indeed written by himself, which contained not only the few things he had to do in the future, but also the plot of this world, and what he had experienced in another world before.

But unfortunately, these things have been completely erased from his mind, and the stories in the notes are more like what happened to other people to him.

Cen Fei sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand to gently caress Chen Yizhou's face, and said to him, "Stay here obediently and don't go anywhere. I'll let you go, okay?"

There was another long silence, but after the silence, it was Chen Yizhou's compromise, and he said to Cen Fei helplessly, "Let go of me."

Cen Fei's eyes seemed to light up at this moment, and he asked Chen Yizhou, "Aren't you leaving?"

"I'm not leaving." Chen Yizhou turned his head to the side, not looking at Cen Fei.

There was more joy in Cen Fei's eyes, he happily jumped off the bed, then leaned down and kissed Chen Yizhou's side.

Chen Yizhou's heart began to throb uncontrollably, but his face showed no expression, a look of icy coldness.

Cen Fei didn't notice this, he took out a pair of scissors from the toolbox on the bed, and carefully cut the rope around Chen Yizhou's wrist.

As soon as Chen Yizhou's hands were released, he turned over and pressed Cen Fei under him, and grabbed the rope from Cen Fei's hand, trying to tie him to the bed as Cen Fei did before.

Cen Fei was frightened by Chen Yizhou's actions, but when he realized what Chen Yizhou was going to do, he didn't even struggle for a moment. He remained motionless, letting Chen Yizhou wrap the rough rope around his wrist, and his eyes flashed. There was only Chen Yizhou's reflection, with long eyelashes flickering.

Chen Yizhou's movements stopped for a moment, and then he heard Cen Feishi crying in his voice, blaming himself, "You're lying to me."

Chen Yizhou suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't continue his movements, he threw the rope aside in frustration, propped himself up on his elbows, and looked down at Cen Fei under him.

Seeing this, Cen Fei quickly rolled around under him and jumped under the bed.

Chen Yizhou resigned himself to his fate and lay back on the bed.

"I'm going to sleep." He closed his eyes and spoke calmly, without the indifference or gentleness before.

Cen Fei stood by the bed, mumbling: "Can't I stay here?"

Chen Yizhou didn't speak, just opened his eyes and glanced at Cen Fei, then closed them immediately.

Cen Fei could see his resistance from his eyes, he didn't push any more, and said, "Go to bed early, good night", and left the bedroom.

Cen Fei found a time to sleep in. He lay on the bed and opened his notebook. He has now completed the first task recorded in the notebook, and the next thing is to use it during the half month of imprisoning Chen Yizhou. Do everything you can to seduce him and make him fall in love with you.

However, from today onwards, Chen Yizhou probably won't like herself anymore.

Cen Fei sighed, hugged the notebook tightly in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

And Chen Yizhou next door to him hardly slept all night. He kept thinking about why Cen Fei became like this, why he had to imprison himself here, and if he left, would he do something crazy? move.

It wasn't until dawn that Chen Yizhou felt a little drowsy, and fell asleep worrying about Cen Fei.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Cen Fei stood at the door of Chen Yizhou's bedroom, wearing a sky blue cartoon apron on his body, while Chen Yizhou was still sound asleep at this time.

Cen Fei waited at the door for a long time. As soon as Chen Yizhou opened his eyes, he heard Cen Fei ask himself, "Are you awake? I made preserved egg porridge and cucumber, do you want some?"

"no need."

Cen Fei let out a sigh of disappointment, turned and left the bedroom without saying anything.

Chen Yizhou pressed his forehead and looked around to confirm that what he experienced last night was not a dream.

He turned on his mobile phone on the bedside. The reality show he and Cen Fei recorded last month was broadcast on Watermelon Channel yesterday. One, it ranked second in the ratings of the program at the same time. At the same time, this program also spawned many fans of him and Cen Fei. They left messages on Weibo that he and Cen Fei are a good match. It's so cute, and I hope the government will send out more candies.

How do these netizens know that there is poison hidden under the candy now, and they can no longer be eaten.

Someone turned the golden star in Chen Yizhou's hand into a red heart, and Cen Fei, who took the heart across from him, smiled like a child.

Now the little boy has turned into a demon.

Chen Yizhou felt a little ironic, he really wanted to give his heart to Cen Fei, but he didn't expect to get this kind of treatment.What's even more ironic is that he has thousands of ways to get out of here, and now he doesn't do anything.

He knew that what Cen Fei said could not be true, but he was still worried that he would be hurt after he left. Chen Yizhou felt that he might have been bewitched by Cen Fei. They had only known each other for less than half a year, but he For him to become a little less like himself.

Chen Yizhou walked out of the bedroom to the living room downstairs, and saw Cen Feizheng sitting alone at the table. There were two bowls of preserved egg porridge and a small plate of patted cucumbers on the table. There was no sign of being passive.

Chen Yizhou stood at the stairs, hesitated for a moment, and asked him, "Why didn't you eat?"

Cen Fei looked up at him and asked him, "Do you want to eat together?"

Chen Yizhou nodded.

Cen Fei showed his two small canine teeth, stood up and took the porridge to the kitchen, "I'll go heat the porridge."

After breakfast, Chen Yizhou ordered two sets of clothes online, and the clothes were delivered two hours later. He hadn't showered for two days, so he picked up the underwear that had just been delivered and went into the bathroom of his bedroom.

When he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw Cen Fei sitting on his bed. He was wearing the white shirt he had just taken off. Under the shirt, his young body was naked, and his slender white legs were casually crossed. On the edge of the bed, with faint flushes on his face, he raised his head and looked at himself with sparkling eyes.