I Can't Be This Protagonist

"How did you lose your mind?"

The soft voice pulled Sheng Guangming's wandering soul back. He took a closer look and saw Yan Shuang in pajamas standing at the door of his house.

"Why are you standing here?" Sheng Guangming hurried forward, reaching out and grabbing Yan Shuang's hands that were exposed in his long sleeves, "Your hands are so cold, why don't you go into the house?"

Yan Shuang grinned, "The master is not here, how can I get in?"

Sheng Guangming opened the door and said, "Didn't I tell you the password earlier?"

"It's impolite to enter the house without the owner's permission."

Sheng Guangming pulled him into the warm room, and looked at Yan Shuang with complicated eyes, "You never tell Dr. Qi these things."

Yan Shuang was startled, Sheng Guangming's tied-up red hair was blown messy in the night wind, strands here and there, looking wild and not in line with his usual style, Yan Shuang smiled and stretched out his hand to help him Hair, "You are different from him."

Sheng Guangming stood, let Yan Shuang play with him, galloping all the way in the night wind, his mind was full of this name—what kind of secrets did Yan Shuang hide, and what kind of suffering did he suffer? His thoughts became more and more chaotic, his whole mind seemed to be blown by a whirlwind, and everything was in a mess.

Hong Hong's head suddenly drooped, and her forehead fell on her thin shoulders.

Yan Shuang's hands were in the air.

"Yan Shuang..."

There was unspeakable frustration in the tone of calling his name.

"Ah."

Yan Shuang responded lightly.

Half-gloved hands quietly grabbed the soft pajamas at his waist.

Yan Shuang's hand fell, and gently stroked the back of his head, his voice became softer, "What's wrong?"

"Do you care if I say your hair is ugly?"

"Actually, it looks pretty good once you get used to it."

The warm breath sprayed in his ears along with the comforting words, itching, heart-stirring...and heart-wrenching.

So hard, yet so gentle.

Sheng Guangming hugged him tightly with both arms.

Yan Shuang let out a surprised gasp.

Sheng Guangming's first impression was that his waist was so thin.

The touch is slender and softer than imagined, and it feels completely different from his body.

Holding a person who usually looks very thin in his arms can more deeply detect how thin he really is than visually.

"Eat cake every night, why are you still so thin?" Sheng Guangming said in a slightly hoarse voice.

With arms hanging by his sides, Yan Shuang smiled and said, "Maybe it's because I don't get fat by nature."

The arms became tighter and tighter, Yan Shuang said in a relaxed tone, "It's not my birthday yet."

Sheng Guangming froze.

Yan Shuang said...he didn't know his birthday...

It was March 4th.

Sheng Guangming opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

No matter what his purpose was, he investigated Yan Shuang's privacy, which in itself was a kind of harm to Yan Shuang. No one would like their past to be discovered.

Just like what Yan Shuang said.

How impolite that is.

He has always wanted to be a good person who looks up to the world, and he has always done that.

Now he realizes that being a good person is a lucky enough thing in itself.

Yan Shuang said "There is no reason" and "You don't understand" several times, he seems to understand a little now.

There are many things that are actually involuntary.

But even if he couldn't help himself, he thought, at least he would not change in front of Yan Shuang.

Sheng Guangming let go of his arms, stared at Yan Shuang's eyes, his eyes softened, "Let's eat the cake first."

Making cakes can make people relax and happy, and watching other people make cakes is also a very pleasant thing.

Yan Shuang was lying on the table, looking very excited at first, but slowly, he seemed to be a little sleepy, his eyelashes were flapping one by one and he was about to doze off, and his whole face was about to slip out of his arms.

Sheng Guangming glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's almost 12 o'clock.

The sleeve of the silk pajamas slipped from the arm, leaving a red tooth mark on it, like a broken moon.

Sheng Guangming put down the cream in his hand, walked over, squatted down slowly, and said softly, "Shuangshuang?"

Yan Shuang was already dozing off with her eyes closed, and said "um" in a nasal voice.

"Go back to sleep if you're sleepy, and eat the cake tomorrow."

"No..." His lips moved slightly, his eyes were still closed, Yan Shuang said vaguely, "...we agreed..."

He was so sleepy, his face was tilted, and he was about to hit the table, Sheng Guangming quickly passed his arm over.

"hiss--"

The person who did it on purpose cried out in pain and rubbed his chin, but his eyes opened. He smiled at Sheng Guangming, "Brother Sheng, your arm is harder than a dining table."

Sheng Guangming stared at the corner of his raised mouth, and suddenly felt guilty.

How could he hide it from Yan Shuang?When Yan Shuang just opened his heart to him?

"Shuangshuang..." Sheng Guangming opened his mouth with difficulty, "I went to see someone today."

The smile on Yan Shuang's face gradually faded, as if he had expected what Sheng Guangming was going to say.

Sheng Guangming thought that Yan Shuang was so smart that he could probably guess it without him talking, but he still bite the bullet and continued, "I want to know what happened between you and Qin Yubai, so I entrusted someone to ..."

Yan Shuang listened quietly, no smile on her face, and she didn't look like she was about to get angry.

Sheng Guangming paused, and said, "Do you still remember what happened before you came to Xingxing Welfare Institute?"

Yan Shuang said coldly, "I don't remember."

"The person I commissioned found out some information, do you... want to hear it?"

The man squatting in front of him was like a loyal dog waiting for orders, with a gentle and sincere expression. This was his way of expressing his love for a person. He was naked in front of him, sincere and warm, as bright as the sun.

Yan Shuang leaned on his arm and shook his head, "I don't want to hear it."

"It's your birthday."

Yan Shuang smiled and paused every word, "I don't want to hear it."

Sheng Guangming looked at him quietly, "Then don't listen."

"I want to eat cake," Yan Shuangyu ordered, "Go quickly, after a while, I won't talk to you anymore."

Sheng Guangming took the time to spread the cream, and wrote birthday wishes on the cake as usual.

Yan Shuang stayed with him until twelve o'clock, but only licked the cream on top of the cake.

"I don't need to know when my birthday is." Yan Shuang raised his head with a satisfied smile, "With you here, I can celebrate my birthday every day."

It's 12 o'clock.

Yan Shuang pushed the chair away, "I'm leaving." When he turned around, Sheng Guangming said, "Yan Shuang."

Yan Shuang turned around.

Sheng Guangming was wearing the bear apron he used to make cakes, and his red hair was combed clean. He looked serious and hesitant, and he opened his mouth when Yan Shuang's expression gradually became impatient.

"If you want a home, I can give it to you."

When Yan Shuang returned to the bedroom, it was pitch black. He lifted the quilt and lay down. Before he could lie still, he was hugged from behind.

"Go so long?"

From Qi Feiyun's steady voice, Yan Shuang could tell that Qi Feiyun hadn't slept at all and had been waiting for him.

He even changed the sheets and quilts to clean ones. Yan Shuang lay in it and smelled a little clean wood fragrance, and said, "I'm sleepy."

He didn't need and didn't need to explain anything to Qi Feiyun.

Qi Feiyun is a smart person, he won't be like that idiot Sheng Guangming, who will give him a home.

Qi Feiyun should be well aware that no matter how sweet and lively their relationship looks, it is the dew on the tip of the grass in the morning, and when the sun shines, everything appears, and it is simply a fleeting thing.

The arms around the waist passed through the pajamas, caressing the smooth skin.

Yan Shuang closed her eyes, and couldn't help laughing for a while, "Mr. Qi, do you still have energy?"

She pulled her hand out of his pajamas, put her arms around his waist again, "Go to sleep."

Yan Shuang muttered, "I don't know what to do" and fell asleep.

When he got up for breakfast the next day, Yan Shuang realized that something was wrong last night, he looked back at the man who came out of the bedroom with his coat in his arms, put down the cup in his hand, frowned and said, "Qi Feiyun, stand there for me. "

The handsome face was raised, and the person was really fixed in place, the smoky pupils were indifferent and peaceful.

"Qi Feiyun," Yan Shuang rarely called him by his first name, "you were checking whether I had sex with Sheng Guangming last night, were you?"

Qi Feiyun stood quietly, he was ready for commuting, he was meticulous from hair to shirt, "You think too much."

"I'm thinking too much about it," Yan Shuang said with a cold face, "Qi Feiyun, I'm warning you not to think about it, the relationship between us is not like that, go back and think about it, I'm Qin Yubai entrusting you , Qin Yubai and I have already parted ways, and it’s only been a few days with you, don’t put yourself in the front of the palace, I’m bothered by this, you better know something.”

He finished talking by himself without looking at Qi Feiyun's face, and continued to eat the breakfast Qi Feiyun prepared for him with his head down.

After he finished eating, he clapped his hands, carried the bag Qi Feiyun gave him on his back, and said with a smile: "Honey, will you send me to school?"

Qi Feiyun knew that he was deliberately reminding him with such a hot and cold attitude - he had no feelings for him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening from next door, Sheng Guangming, who had been lying on the door, quickly pushed the door open, "Doctor Qi, go to work."

Qi Feiyun nodded to him, "Morning."

"Morning," Sheng Guangming looked at Yan Shuang again, "Yan Shuang is early."

Yan Shuang held the bag in both hands. He wore a fiery red down jacket, which made his face fairer. He smiled at Sheng Guangming, "Morning, Brother Sheng."

The three of them waited for the elevator together. Yan Shuang stood in the middle, with men on the left and right.

Sheng Guangming handed him the paper bag, "I got up early in the morning, and I made two puffs, and you take them to eat on the way to school."

Yan Shuang took the paper bag, opened it and smelled the fragrance inside, "It smells so good, thank you Brother Sheng."

Sheng Guangming glanced at him tenderly and didn't say anything, but the expression on his face was very sweet.

The elevator door opened, and no one on either side moved. Yan Shuang stepped into the elevator as a matter of course. Sheng Guangming stretched out his hand to Qi Feiyun, signaling him to go ahead. Qi Feiyun nodded slightly to him, and he walked into the elevator with his briefcase However, after entering the elevator, he was clinging to Yan Shuang, and with a movement of his footsteps, he drove Yan Shuang, who was originally standing in the middle, to the edge of the elevator.

Sheng Guangming stood outside the elevator and was stunned.

Yan Shuang was squeezed between the elevator wall and others by Qi Feiyun, turned his face to look at Qi Feiyun, with a big question mark on his face, hello?Was what he said in the morning fell on deaf ears?

Qi Feiyun said to Sheng Guangming calmly, "Mr. Sheng, please come in."

Sheng Guangming: "..."

Sheng Guangming was actually a bit confused about Qi Feiyun and his position in Yan Shuang's heart. Although it seemed that Qi Feiyun wanted to be closer to Yan Shuang, his instinct told him that he and Qi Feiyun were actually similar in Yan Shuang's heart.

In other words, everyone in this world is the same in Yan Shuang's heart, he just watched with cold eyes, he doesn't care what anyone thinks of him or how he treats him, he just does his own thing.

So...he wanted to give him a home, and wanted Yan Shuang to stop being so erratic, as if he couldn't catch him.

Sheng Guangming got into the elevator with a complicated expression. He didn't try to fight, and even deliberately kept a distance from the two people who were crowded together in the elevator.

In this kind of matter, the initiative is usually on the person being pursued, and it doesn't count whether he or Qi Feiyun said anything.

Yan Shuang didn't say anything in the elevator, and after getting into Qi Feiyun's car, he said: "Qi Feiyun, what do you mean? You told me not to be sentimental, don't do such self-defeating things."

Qi Feiyun sat down and fastened his seat belt. He turned his face away and said flatly, "I don't know."

Yan Shuang: "..."

"Fasten your seat belt." Qi Feiyun looked away.

Yan Shuang did not expect that Qi Feiyun would really admit it, he thought that Qi Feiyun would be stubborn to the end because of his face, for a moment he had nothing to say, and put on his seat belt silently.

There was nothing in the car.

The two of them had already rolled over the sheets countless times, but in this situation, no one looked at the other, an awkward silence permeated between the two, Yan Shuang watched the scenery silently all the way, leaving Qi Feiyun alone the back of the head.

When they arrived at school, Yan Shuang pushed the car door and got out of the car without saying hello.

Qi Feiyun didn't miss it either. As soon as the car door was closed, he immediately turned the steering wheel to go to the hospital. The car drove away gracefully, spraying Yan Shuang with exhaust fumes on his face. Just dump you.

"Om."

The phone rang, and Yan Shuang took it out to have a look.

——"Watching a movie together tonight?"

Yan Shuang: "..."

Don't text while driving!

Watch fart movies.

——"If you watch romantic action movies at home, you can."

The doctor who received the reply glanced at his phone and quickly replied with one hand, "On duty or a movie."

About a second after sending it, Qi Feiyun received a reply.

——"Qi Feiyun, I'll fuck your mother!!!"

——"What time is the movie?"