After dressing as a vicious male supporting character, I attacked the male protagonist

Confused by the wine.

He seriously wondered if there was something wrong with his ears, otherwise why would he hear the male lead say to him, 'I'm looking forward to' such nonsense?

Could it be that he was mistaken, in fact, the original owner is not a vicious supporting actor, but the extremely competitive Bai Yueguang?

"..."

He rubbed his face vigorously, and his thin skin immediately turned a little red.

calm down.

Maybe it's because his heart is too dirty and his thinking is wrong?

Huaijiu corrected his mentality, and enlightened the male lead earnestly, "Mr. Gu, I know you are not the kind of half-hearted man, and He Qing is a very good boy. You two are a good match, and I will bless you both."

"He Qing?"

The wine-wine chick nodded like a pecking rice, with hope in his eyes, he stared at Gu Yinglou eagerly, waiting for his affirmation.

Mr. Gu rubbed his chin, thoughtfully, "Who is that?"

"..."

Huaijiu opened his mouth wide.

That's your little nanny, the author's official recipient, and even more so, the lover you must protect until death!

What's the matter with you, male lead, have you given up the treatment and not taken the emotional line?

Please be sober! !You are my ticket home, how could the ship sink so easily! !

As if seeing the puzzlement and anger in his eyes, Gu Yinglou tapped twice on the table with his fingertips.

"I've lost my memory," he said.

"..."

Huaijiu pursed his lips, and his shoulders suddenly relaxed, like a hedgehog whose thorns had been pulled out, dispelling the arrogance all over his body.

His fingers were folded together uneasily, his head drooped unnaturally, and even his knees were tightly closed together.

The report I read this morning finally came in handy.

"I had a car accident a week ago." Gu Yinglou leaned back in his chair calmly, staring at Huaijiu closely, not letting go of any subtle expression on his face.

"I was driving alone to run errands that day. When I was turning a corner, I bumped into a large truck, and the car rolled over more than ten meters away. Although I didn't die, I suffered from the sequelae of amnesia."

Gu Yinglou described the incident in detail, with his arms crossed, his body leaning forward slightly, his eyes resting on the sweaty nose, "After the car accident, the truck driver disappeared... I guess, this It should have been an attempted murder, and the murderer had planned it for a long time."

"Xiaojiu." It was rare for him to call out Huaijiu's nickname so intimately, and his tone was full of deep meaning, "Tell me, who is the murderer behind the scenes?"

"..."

Huaijiu panicked.

Of course he knew who the murderer was.

The original owner 'Huaijiu' got his wish after getting engaged to Gu Yinglou, so he should have been very happy.But he gradually discovered that even with the name of fiancé, Gu Yinglou's heart was still tied to that little nanny He Qing.

He doesn't come home at night, and it's rare to meet him in normal times. His behavior and words are also alienated and polite, without any intimacy at all.

'Huaijiu' was dazzled by jealousy, and subconsciously believed that as long as He Qing disappeared completely, Gu Yinglou would look back at him.

So he bribed the murderer and decided to arrange a perfect car accident when He Qing was driving home.

But by mistake, Gu Yinglou happened to go to pick up He Qing that day, when a truck hit him and it was unavoidable, Gu Yinglou resolutely protected his lover, but he was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

After a week of rescue, Gu Yinglou finally recovered his life.But under the author's arrangement, he also lost his memory in a bloody way, and forgot the sweet love between himself and his lover.

Although the original owner was indeed wrong, but... But what does it matter to him!

He has been a law-abiding and good young man since he was a child, and he has never even crossed a red light. Why did he transmigrate into a vicious male partner who attempted to kill? ?

Feeling like crying with wine, she wished she could hit the wall to show her sincerity, but Gu Yinglou was still waiting patiently for his answer.

"How could I know the murderer..." Huaijiu wiped the sweat from his nose, smiled embarrassingly, trying to restore the plot, "So you don't remember He Qing, he is your boyfriend, you two have a very close relationship good--"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Yinglou suddenly leaned over and grabbed his hand.

Huaijiu was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but Gu Yinglou held it tightly, and he pulled it a few times, but he couldn't pull it away at all.

Gu Yinglou's eyes were deep, and she looked at him without saying a word, as if she wanted to see through his skin and see into his soul, which made people feel flustered.

Huaijiu's temple couldn't help twitching, as if the muzzle of a gun was touching his head, and the place it touched began to heat up.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, there were only the two of them in the huge kitchen, and the entire Gu family's house had fallen into a deep sleep.

If Gu Yinglou pinned him to the ground and beat him violently now, no one would rush over for a while...

The more Huaijiu thought about it, the more flustered he became. He lowered his eyes and said uncomfortably, "Don't touch me, what's the matter with you, and I won't be a meddler..."

"I don't know He Qing, I only know you." When Gu Yinglou talked about love, his voice was gentle.

His palm was big, and the palm was slightly warm. When he wrapped his wine-carrying wrist, the skin he touched felt faintly hot.

"You are my fiancée, the only one qualified to stand by my side."

Gu Yinglou looked at him quietly, and suddenly smiled, "We are the closest relationship, an existence that can entrust our backs to each other, and I will always believe in you."

When he laughed, he lost most of his hostility and looked extraordinarily soft, "You will never hurt me, right?"

Huaijiu: "..."

Gu Yinglou spoke so sincerely, in his eyes, he was a good person.

Now the male lead is so full of words that it is difficult for Huaijiu to ride a tiger, "Yes... I will not hurt you."

He felt a little uneasy and a little guilty.

When Gu Yinglou got the answer, he let go of his hand in satisfaction, "Go to bed early, I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"No need!" Huaijiu couldn't sit still like being pricked by a needle, "I can go to school by myself, you are so busy at work, it's too hard."

"I'm your fiancé, how can such a small matter be so hard?"

Gu Yinglou stood up, he was tall and tall, the light shone on his back, casting a heavy shadow.

He stared fixedly at Huaijiu, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, "As I said, I will spend a long time with you, and I am looking forward to it."

Gu Yinglou left.

Huaijiu sat at the dining table blankly, after a long time, he slowly inserted/inserted his fingers into his slightly curly black hair, and scratched it in distress.

How did the plot become like this...

According to the development of the novel, after amnesia, although Gu Yinglou knew that he was his fiancé, he was still lukewarm when getting along.In the depths of his heart, there has always been a faint shadow that haunts him in his dreams.

But now, apart from amnesia, which is still on the right track, everything else is completely off the track.

Gu Yinglou didn't respond to the little boyfriend at all, and seemed to have developed a great interest in him, holding his hand affectionately, and said a lot of nonsense.

Moreover, what kind of peerless flag is that 'I will never hurt you', if the hero knows the truth...

Huaijiu couldn't help shivering.

This is too embarrassing, he is just a commoner, working hard every day, just to ask for wages to support his family.This kind of drama of acting and trying to turn the tide is really not suitable for him.

What's more, he is still a straight man. If the plot goes so far, what if the hero's brain is wrong and he really falls in love with him? !

No, if this goes on like this, sooner or later it will be ruined.

It would be better for him to pack up his things quickly and find a small island for vacation.Anyway, since the original owner is so rich, it will be no problem to live for five, six, seven, eight months. As long as he survives that time, it should be regarded as saving the fate of the original owner, right?

Then you can go home.

He made up his mind, hurried back to the house to pack some ID documents, checked the balance of the bank card, and put everything in his schoolbag.

Run away tomorrow morning.

·

Huaijiu had a dream.

In the dream he was a lonely ghost, floating alone in the thick clouds.He was like a sponge, soaked up with heavy and damp water, carrying a strong fishy smell.

He recognized it in a trance for a long time, and then suddenly realized that the smell was like the smell of a fish shop in the alley of their house.

Every time he walked by after get off work, he could always see the boss scraping fish scales with a knife.The shiny and greasy scales were scraped off thinly, piled up next to the sewer, mixed with buzzing flies, emitting an indescribable fishy smell.

Good weight.

The water vapor wetted his clothes, penetrated into his hair follicles, and turned into countless little hands, persistently grabbing him and falling down.

Huaijiu lowered his head and saw a Ming coin that was about to be crushed under his feet.

The sunset covered half of the sky, and an old and faded bicycle passed through the narrow street. The wind blowing away Mingbi rolled awkwardly a few times.

A middle-aged woman walked to the side of the road, bent slightly, and held a coal ball tongs in her hand. The dirty coin was gently picked up and stuffed into the snakeskin bag on her shoulder.

That was his mother.

Before Huaijiu came back to her senses, a teenage girl upstairs pushed open the old wooden window, her black eyes widened, and she shouted in dialect, "Mom! The ingot is folded!" Come back soon, the master said that he is going to give away the soul!"

It is a custom in their small place to send the soul, once before the funeral and cremation, and again before the first seven days.

I don't know whether it is cremation or the first seven. Speaking of which, Uncle Zhang is already 80 years old this year. Could it be that his family is holding a funeral?

Huaijiu's brain was in a state of chaos, he couldn't figure out anything, he instinctively followed his mother up the stairs of the Tongzilou.The door of the house was extremely crowded, the coins were sparsely piled up in a pile, a brazier was burning coldly, and when the coins were put in, the tongue of fire rolled slightly, spewing out two strands of blue-green flame.

The master in monk's uniform stood at the door of his house, and the mother, dressed in black, numbly shut the two children in and bowed to the master.

The master shook the bell twice, raised his eyes, and forgot to look straight into the nothingness in front of him, "Start sending souls."

Huaijiu was slightly taken aback, and slowly realized that the master's eyes seemed to fall in his direction.

It seems that something is not quite right, why is Mom wearing black clothes, and the brazier is still burning outside, this gift... Which family's soul is it?

Not allowing him to think too much, the master read the scriptures for 2 minutes, and the bell in his hand rang about three times, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the sound was like a bell, "Yellow flowers and white wine are made into mountains, life is like a dream, and death is like a drunk. Two people on Yinyang Road separated by..."

Yin and Yang are separated, Huanghua Baijiu...

Huaijiu looked around, and suddenly realized that this is the small staircase for him to go home. Could it be that the soul sent...? !

The scepter in the master's hand hit the ground hard, and the gold thread on the head ring made a ding-dong sound, and the last sigh fell, like a pen dropped heavily by a judge, "The Yin and Yang roads are separated, and it is difficult to return on the Huangquan road!"

hard to return...

Who is hard to return?What does it mean?Didn't you say you can go home in five months? !

Huaijiu's eyes widened, and he wanted to take a step forward, but then there was a huge suction force that sucked him back, as if in response to the few lines of the monk's poem.

He roared, and suddenly struggled to sit up from the dim and boundless dream, his chest heaved violently, and his body was covered in cold sweat.

Huaijiu raised his head subconsciously, only to see that the door of his room was wide open, and Gu Yinglou was standing at the door, looking at him quietly, holding a key in his hand.

Aunt Zhang also stood behind him, looking worriedly at Huaijiu.

Gu Yinglou didn't seem to notice that Huaijiu was sweating all over his face, he tossed it casually, and the spare key drew a beautiful curve in the air, and fell straight into Huaijiu's hand.

"Aunt Zhang prepared breakfast." He looked calm, as if he hadn't seen anything, "I'll give you 10 minutes, and I'll wait for you below."