I Can't Be This Protagonist

Yan Shuang really enjoyed the treatment of a rich man.

He and Qin Yubai were the only two in the huge VIP room. Row after row of shopping guides pulled hangers to serve him, introducing him to the latest winter clothes and accessories from major brands.

"It's all your size, let them wrap it up if you like it."

Qin Yubai sat on the other side of the sofa with a cup of coffee.

Yan Shuang didn't have much interest in choosing clothes. At first, he thought it was a bit novel, but gradually he became bored, and immediately put the word "boring" on his face.

"I want to go back."

"It's still early," Qin Yu tapped the coffee cup with his white fingers, "Where are you going to play?"

"Do not."

He was even stingy with his words, with a weary look on his face. If this momentum continued, Qin Yubai would probably lose his temper if he said a few more words.

Thick and dark eyelashes flickered, Qin Yubai put down his coffee, "I'll see you off."

The car was still the same car. As soon as Yan Shuang sat in the car, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. Not long after he closed his eyes, the hand resting on his knee was grabbed. He opened his eyes and glanced over coldly. .

Of course it was Qin Yubai who grabbed his hand.

Qin Yubai's palm was dry and warm, and he gently pressed his palm against his, "My hand is a little bigger than yours, but the fingers are about the same length."

Yan Shuang felt that Qin Yubai was a little strange today.

Want to rebel.

Yan Shuang withdrew his hand forcefully.

"If you do this again, we will never meet again."

The hospital buffet is waiting for him!

Qin Yubai took a deep look at him and let go of his hand.

"Snapped--"

The back of Qin Yubai's withdrawn hand was hit hard.

Yan Shuang didn't hold back his hand at all, the back of his hand immediately turned red.

"Don't touch me casually from now on."

Yan clasped his hands in front of his body, he shot quickly, then retracted immediately, staring at Qin Yubai vigilantly.

Qin Yubai felt a burning pain in the back of his hand, he smiled softly, "Okay."

Weird.

As soon as the car stopped, Yan Shuang immediately went to push the car door.

Qin Yubai sat in the car without moving, and after Yan Shuang closed the car door, he said through the half car window: "Shuang Shuang."

Yan Shuang looked back at him.

"Can I have a goodnight kiss?"

The night wind blows his black hair, the moonlight draws lines, his handsome face is full of color, his smile is reserved, and his deep-set eye sockets are full of light. He is the scenery in the car, but Yan Shuang in front of him is incomprehensible. He waved his hand, turned and left without even answering.

After Yan Shuang's figure entered the apartment, Qin Yubai slowly put away his smiling face, and reported his address to the driver with a gloomy expression.

The corridors of the public housing that had been in disrepair for a long time were pitch black, and the crisp clicking sound of leather shoes echoed in the corridors when they stepped on the stairs. Qin Yubai's expression on his face became slightly darker every time he took a step.

The door was pushed open, and Qin Yubai smiled as soon as he entered the room, "What's going on?"

The lights in the room were hopping and flickering, flashing and flashing, and the whole room was in half-brightness.

The assistant explained: "The light tube is too old and has poor contact."

Qin Yubai let out an "oh", unbuttoned his suit, pulled up a stool and sat down, took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, squinted his eyes, and said, "Shut it up."

"Yes."

After the light was turned off, the room was completely plunged into darkness, only the orange fire flickered at the corner of his lips.

Qin Yubai smoked half a cigarette unhurriedly before saying, "Drag the man out."

The assistant nodded in the dark, entered the master bedroom, and asked the bodyguards to bring him out.

Qin Yubai thought that Yan Guofu was noisy, so he ordered his assistant to teach Yan Guofu how to speak on the way, so when Yan Guofu was pulled out, he was as quiet as a little quail.

The living room was completely dark, and Yan Guofu could see Qin Yubai's figure in the darkness at a glance.

Everyone was standing, and only one was sitting, and it was the only light in the darkness. Yan Guofu almost crawled towards him, his mouth was gagged, and he could only kowtow vainly in the air.

Qin Yubai waved his hand.

The bodyguard stood behind Yan Guofu and fixed him from left to right.

With the cigarette caught between his fingers, Qin Yubai's eyes wandered in the darkness, "Say what you said on the phone again."

The bouncer removed the gag rag.

"President Qin, President Qin..." Yan Guofu spoke in a very low voice, not daring to be as presumptuous as on the phone, "I said, Yan Shuang is not what you think, he is a bitch—"

"Stop," paused his hand in the air, the orange flame drew a line in the darkness, Qin Yubai lazily said, "Take him to wash his mouth."

"Yes."

Yan Guofu was immediately dragged up by the bodyguard, and his begging for mercy was blocked by gloves.

The sound insulation in the old house was poor, and the sound of rushing water in the bathroom could be heard clearly in the living room. After flicking the cigarette with his finger, Qin Yubai took another puff, "Okay."

After a while, the bodyguard dragged the drenched man out.

After being poured with cold water in the cold late autumn, Yan Guofu shivered from the cold and his teeth were chattering. He is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very clever, so he relies on his little cleverness to think about it all day long. Get something for nothing.

Qin Yubai was a meal ticket that fell from the sky, the only pity was that it was tied to Yan Shuang.

"Let's talk after you think about it," Qin Yubai said slowly, "You don't need to add your personal opinion."

Yan Guofu swallowed his saliva.

From Qin Yubai's attitude, he keenly felt that this meal ticket still had the possibility of continuing.

"That time...you asked me...to come here to see Xiao Shuang, he, he seemed to be a different person, shouting at me..." Yan Guofu trembled, and in the living room It was very quiet, only the feeling that he was talking made him feel unreasonable fear, he considered word by word, "He said that you and Mr. Wei are both his dogs... This sentence is true, I didn't add any details - if you don't believe me, you can Let him come face to face with me..."

Orange flames flickered on his fingertips, but Yan Guofu didn't get a response, so he could only bite the bullet and continue talking.

"...He said that my gambling debt was designed by you. If I dare to offend him, you have plenty of means to deal with me."

A sudden laugh sounded in the quiet living room.

Yan Guofu's heart skipped a beat, and the flames in front of him drew a line, "Continue."

"Later...Mr. Wei came, came, and the two kissed upstairs, downstairs, and I saw it with my own eyes—"

Yan Guofu was short of breath, "Yes, it is true."

The living room fell into silence again. Yan Guofu looked at Qin Yubai and took another puff of cigarette, "It's gone?"

Yan Guofu said honestly, "It's gone."

Qin Yubai smiled again. After taking the last puff of his cigarette, he turned his head and looked at it. The assistant beside him brought the ashtray on the table knowingly. He stubbed out the cigarette and stood up.

In the darkness, Yan Guofu raised his head with difficulty, only seeing the faint outline of the man, he waited with bated breath for Qin Yubai's next instruction.

He knew that Qin Yubai must be very angry. This adopted son was an unknown and useless thing. He was willing to be a pawn to take revenge on Yan Shuang for Qin Yubai.

Since Yan Shuang is willing to sign an agreement for his gambling debts, he must have more use value, and he will not be abandoned just like that.

"Yan Shuang..." Qin Yubai spoke slowly, when Yan Guofu was so nervous that he was about to twitch, Qin Yubai's next sentence made him dizzy again, "Have you been living here all this time?"

Yan Guofu was dumbfounded for a long time before he said, "Yes, that's right."

"right?"

Yan Guofu hurriedly explained: "I'm not at home often, and he, he probably doesn't have, no place to go, yes, he has always lived here."

"Which one?"

Supported by bodyguards, Yan Guofu walked to a room.

Qin Yubai opened the room, touched the switch on the wall with his finger, the dim yellow light came on, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is a very small room.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a single bed pushed up to the wall, a narrow desk in front of the bed, old books neatly placed on the desk and the floor, and the only decoration on the wall were various awards.

Three good students, special prize in composition competition, first prize in English competition, outstanding students, district civilized students...

Awards cover almost the entire wall.

In the middle is an acceptance letter.

Qin Yubai approached.

In a blank space under the admission notice, there is beautiful and steady handwriting: "University is just the beginning, keep working hard!"

Over the course of a few months, the oil pens have dimmed.

Touching the line with his finger, Qin Yubai lowered his eyes and said unhurriedly: "He's right...you offended him, and I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

Yan Guofu's eyes slowly widened.

"Sign an agreement to give up child support," Qin Yubai said lightly, "Or go to the Middle East to mine, you choose."

"Qin, Mr. Qin, I, what I said is true, true, don't you, don't you want to teach him a lesson..."

Qin Yubai waved his hand, and the bodyguard covered the gambler's mouth understandingly, and dragged him out politely.

The sound of rushing water came from the toilet again.

Qin Yubai's hands caressed the rough desk, and opened the history book of the third year of high school on the top. The red, blue, and black notes in history were clear and neat, and red stars were drawn on some important places. .

After closing the pages of the book, Qin Yubai turned around and his knee touched the bed.

The place is just too small.

He was silent for a while, then lay down.

The bed is also very small, and it is impossible to move when lying on it. If you move a little, it seems that you will fall off.

He looked at the cracked ceiling, his eyes downcast in thought.

A few minutes later, the assistant knocked on the door.

"Boss Qin, he is willing to sign."

Qin Yubai said: "Send him to the boat immediately after signing, and send him to the place. Don't let me see him again."

"clear."

"I'm going to sleep here tonight."

"Ok."

After Qin Yubai gave his orders, he closed his eyes lightly, lay down for a while, and then took out his mobile phone.

After Yan Shuang came out of the shower, he received a message on his phone, which was from Qin Yu with white hair.

"Guess where I am?"

Yan Shuang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't guess.

Putting the phone aside, Yan rubbed his hair on both sides while walking towards the refrigerator, thinking about the reason for Qin Yubai's anomaly tonight.

"...chop off one of his fingers."

The words he heard outside the door seemed familiar.

When the refrigerator was opened, Yan Shuang took out a bottle of water, and there was a sudden pause in the movement of unscrewing the bottle cap.

——It was Yan Guofu.

When he first entered this world, Qin Yubai once threatened in front of him that he would chop off one of Yan Guofu's fingers.

The other end of the phone is related to Yan Guofu!

Yan Shuang continued to unscrew the bottle cap smoothly with his hands, and Yan Shuang smiled, thinking it was something.

He closed the refrigerator door with a flick of his hand, and went to the balcony with ice water. Yan Shuang leaned on the balcony while drinking water, recalling what happened to Qin Yubai today.

Since he dared to do those things in front of Yan Guofu, he was not afraid of Yan Guofu saying it in front of Qin Yubai.

He didn't care even if Qin Yubai's line hadn't ended before, let alone Qin Yubai's line had already been completed.

It doesn't matter even if you lose a lot of favorability with him.

After all, his purpose was never to make them like him.

Don't like him too much.

For him, these are just burdens.

The sound of French windows opening came from the balcony next door.

Yan Shuang turned her face away.

Sheng Guangming held on to the French window with one hand, and half of him had already stepped out. It seemed that he had just finished taking a shower, and he stopped the moment he saw Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang nodded to him, and turned to avoid him holding the water bottle.

"and many more--"

Yan Shuang stopped, "Is there something wrong?"

Sheng Guangming's face was dark, "You..." He frowned tightly, paused for a long time, and then continued: "...Do you want to eat mango?"

Last time, Sheng Guangming thought that he would never let Yan Shuang into his house again, but he overturned his idea within a few days.

Yan Shuang ate Mango Melaleuca very quietly.

From the moment he entered the door, he was very disciplined, did not say a word, and looked at Sheng Guangming.

"Who's that guy in the mall?"

Yan Shuang licked the cream on the spoon, and said softly, "I can't reveal the privacy of the guests."

Sheng Guangming was almost laughed out of anger, he was quite dedicated.

"Are you a little sorry for Dr. Qi?"

"Ms. Qi and I are not the kind of relationship you think..." Yan Shuang raised his face and smiled at Sheng Guangming who was frowning, "We are just friends with benefits."

Sheng Guangming: "..."

Great, sounds like it all makes sense.

"So that person is also a friend with benefits?"

Even if it's just a chaotic private life, Sheng Guangming asked with a glimmer of hope.

"He's not," Yan Shuang smiled again, "he's a guest."

Sheng Guangming: "..."

Yan Shuang lowered his head and continued to eat.

This is the best dessert he has ever eaten in this world, bar none!

This broken book is really willing to let the scumbag open it!

It was the first time for Sheng Guangming to meet Yan Shuang, who was surrounded by light and had no grip. He didn't seem to care about the world's opinions at all. No matter how much he tried to persuade him, he would not listen.

Sheng Guangming stroked his fingers, Yan Shuang neither wanted to say why nor let him take care of him, he really had nothing he could do about him.

"Is it tasty?"

Sheng Guangming had nothing to say.

After Yan Shuang took the last bite, he put the spoon in his mouth, and after making sure that there was no sweet taste on it, he reluctantly put the spoon down.

"good to eat."

Very serious tone.

Sheng Guangming glanced at the discerning plate, and his mind, which was filled with depressed emotions, suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

It's absurd, but it's better than doing nothing, right?

"Do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"want."

Very serious eyes.

Maybe it's really feasible?Sheng Guangming quietly shook hands on the table, and said: "If you still want to eat, you must promise me tomorrow..." He paused, looking at Yan Shuang's clean and flawless eyes at the moment, and said in a correct voice, " Can't-can-take-customers."

"what?"

"Ah, what?" Sheng Guangming regained his confidence and sat up straight with a serious face. "If you still want to eat, you can't pick up customers tomorrow. Go to school and go home honestly."

Yan Shuang showed hesitation.

"Do you like plums?" Sheng Guangming lowered his voice.

Yan Shuang nodded slowly.

"Tomorrow, I will make a plum tart, which is my own creation," Sheng Guangming continued to tempt. "No one has tasted it except myself. The taste is even better than today's one."

Yan Shuang rolled his Adam's apple.

Half fake, half real.

He never expected that Sheng Guangming would take this curvy route to save the country.

Even if it didn't fit the plot, he wanted to agree!

Sheng Guangming saw his vacillation, and he was thankful and also found it funny——Yan Shuang still had a childish aspect.

Sheng Guangming stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of his hair like he was in the garden during the day.

"How about a lemon tart as well?"

Thin white fingers clenched the spoon tightly, and it took a while to let it go.

"……make a deal."