I Can't Be This Protagonist

The snow on the mountain has been falling for several days without stopping, but it is getting bigger and bigger. Outside the door, the wind and snow are blowing. Yan Shuang is sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace, holding a cup of hot chocolate in his hand, listening to the wind and snow blowing to the door. There was a whistling sound on the road, and his brows were slightly frowned, "It's snowing so hard."

Ji Yao was sitting opposite him, holding a stack of documents in his hands, he didn't know what it was, he read one of them hastily, and then threw it into the fireplace, when he heard Yan Shuang's words, he raised his face and said, "I want to Going out to make a snowman?"

Yan Shuang was speechless, stop making trouble, this is about to develop into a blizzard, I'm afraid he will turn into a snowman instead of making a snowman when he goes out.

Ji Yao saw his reaction, and said quietly, "I'm just joking."

Yan Shuang: "..."

"Not funny?"

Yan Shuang hooked the corners of his lips reluctantly, halfway through the hook, saw the light shining in Ji Yao's eyes, and said honestly: "It's not funny."

"Oh," Ji Yao lowered his head indifferently, and continued to look at the document in his hand, "I don't have a sense of humor."

Yan Shuang: "..." Just kidding, you have a great sense of humor.

After browsing through all the documents in his hand, after burning them all, Ji Yao got up and sat next to Yan Shuang, hugged him into his arms, and said: "Be patient for a few more days, when the snow stops, Let's go."

Yan Shuang was a little surprised and said, "Are we leaving?"

"Well," Ji Yao brushed his hair, "find a place to cut your hair."

Yan Shuang: "..." Hold back, unable to laugh.

On the days when the mountains were covered by heavy snow, it was not boring for the two of them to live in this quiet villa.

They are like a pair of honeymoon couples, embracing each other in the hot spring pool and watching the sunset fall into the snow peak. The round sun is like a golden plate pierced by the sharp white snow peak. I can't feel the shock of loneliness.

At that time, Ji Yao would kiss him, and in the mist rising from the spring, that handsome face was covered with snow, mist and sweat, like a splashed oil painting.

"Ji Yao," Yan Shuang put down his glass, reached out to touch his face, "play the piano for me."

There is a piano on the second floor, which is placed near the balcony. The French windows spliced ​​on three sides can clearly see the snow scene outside.

In front of the Xuefeng dense forest, Ji Yao sat in front of the piano, playing casually.

When he played the piano, he was careless, and his fingers stroked the keys, as if with a kind of emotionless indifference, but his piano sound was very moving.

Yan Shuang lay on the back of the chair with both hands and listened intently to him playing the piano. He suddenly said, "Ji Yao, can you teach me how to play the piano?"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Ji Yao turned his face, his brows and eyes were cold, "Why?"

"I want to learn..." Yan Shuang bit her lip lightly.

"Why do you want to learn piano?"

"...I just want to learn."

Yan Shuang buried half of his face in his arms, and said softly, "Can't you?"

Ji Yao placed one hand emptyly on the keys, lowered his face, as if he was in deep thought, and after a while, he said: "Learning the piano is very boring."

"But you play well."

Ji Yao was silent for a while, "Come here."

Yan Shuang got up and walked to sit beside him.

Ji Yao will always do well what he promises.

Although Yan Shuang knew that Ji Yao didn't want to teach him how to play the piano.

Anyone who found out that his mother and the piano teacher were dating when he was a child would never want to touch the piano again.

When the bodyguard came up, the intermittent piano sound was echoing on the second floor, which sounded like a child's level. He stood cautiously at the corner for a while, "Master."

The sound of the piano stopped.

"Come in."

The bodyguard walked around the corner. Under the heavy snow, Ji Yao was sitting in front of the piano with his arms around Yan Shuang's. Seeing the bodyguard coming in, he turned his face, "What's the matter?"

The bodyguard said: "There is something wrong with the company's PR department."

"understood."

Ji Yao let go of Yan Shuang's arm as usual, lowered his head and kissed him on the side, "Play by yourself."

Ji Yao stood up and wanted to leave, but Yan Shuang grabbed his arm with a delicate expression, "Will you go alone?"

"No," Ji Yao bowed his head, kissed him deeply, and looked into Yan Shuang's frightened eyes, "I won't lie to you."

About half an hour after Ji Yao went down, he came up again.

Yan Shuang was sitting on the piano bench, still practicing hard on the song "Twinkle Twinkle Shining".

Gan.

He played the role of a pianist in a certain world, and his skill points have completely dropped here.

"Is the matter settled?"

"Well," Ji Yao looked very calm, he walked to the piano, took Yan Shuang's hand and kissed it on his lips, "Playing the piano is too boring, I'll take you out to play."

Yan Shuang was wrapped tightly within 3 minutes, and Ji Yao took him into a camouflage off-road vehicle.

The wind and snow were astonishingly heavy, and it slapped the vehicle shell almost like thunder. Yan Shuang was hugged tightly by Ji Yao, and he whispered: "Ji Yao, what are we going to play?"

"hunt."

"hunt?"

"Ah."

"With the snow falling so heavily, will there be any prey?"

"Have."

Ji Yao lowered his face, and Yan Shuang's face was covered in a furry hat, looking very cute with rosy whites, "Be careful."

"Be careful of what?" Yan Shuang asked curiously.

"A hyena bites."

The off-road vehicle was rushing wildly in the woods, the wind and snow outside were getting bigger and bigger, shaking the solid off-road vehicle a little bit, Yan Shuang was shaking violently in the car, if Ji Yao hadn't hugged him tightly, he would have Must have been hit hard enough.

Yan Shuang thought to himself that this is not hunting, but someone is chasing him.

I don't know who it is.

The vehicle drove all the way to the depths of the snow-capped mountains, in a completely different direction from when it came. After driving for some time, it got on a road, and the driving became smoother, and it was getting farther and farther away from the "hunting" that Ji Yao said.

After arriving at a certain place, they changed cars, and then kept changing cars. Yan Shuang's palms were sweating, and Ji Yao held them tightly in his hands, which was greasy.

After changing about seven or eight cars, the last car stopped in front of a small helicopter.

When Yan Shuang got out of the car, the hat on his head was blown off.

Seeing this, Ji Yao wrapped him in his coat and quickly got on the helicopter.

The helicopter took off quickly, and Yan Shuang's heart was still beating wildly. Ji Yao hugged his head and kissed him hard. Yan Shuang raised his head, and Ji Yao's eyes brightened, "Is it fun?"

Yan Shuang couldn't answer, but blinked slowly, "Where are we going?"

"I don't know," Ji Yao hugged him and kissed him again, "Go wandering."

Yan Shuang: ...All right, it's better than going to hell.

In the exquisite small villa, Qin Yubai reached out for the cup in front of the fireplace, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, "Chocolate."

The assistant beside him didn't dare to say anything.

The person who went to check outside came in and reported the situation, "Boss, it's snowing too much outside, so I can't track it."

"I have eyes."

Qin Yubai said coldly.

The bodyguard lowered his head and remained silent.

Qin Yubai lowered his head and glanced at the cold and solidified chocolate, and threw the cup in his hand into the unburned fireplace, with a slightly ferocious expression, "You son of a bitch."

The new "vacation" location is an island.

After getting off the helicopter, Yan Shuang changed a few cars and boarded a boat. After driving for a day and a night, the boat brought him and Ji Yao to this small island.

The climate of the small island and the snow mountain is completely different, the temperature is very suitable, almost can be regarded as early summer, the white villas on the island are surrounded by heavy flowers, fresh and elegant as in the painting, very consistent with the style of the villas on the snow peak.

Yan Shuang was once again surprised by Ji Yao's adequate preparation.

To be able to do such a big thing under the nose of Ji Wensong, a control freak, he is really praying to Ji Yaorui.

Life on the island is a bit richer than on the snow-capped mountains.

Because the entire island is under Ji Yao's control, Yan Shuang can be said to be unable to fly without wings in the true sense, so he has also obtained the right to move freely on the entire island.

After going to the island, Ji Yao really took him to hunt. He caught a rabbit, which was not enough to eat. Yan Shuang took a bucket and went to the beach to catch crabs. After a long time, he found nothing. Ji Yao gave the bodyguard a wink. I hurried to the kitchen, and a few minutes later, Yan Shuang raised a king crab on the beach.

There is no problem with food and housing.

Just ...

Yan Shuang stared at the program "Postpartum Care of Sows" on TV, and said calmly, "I have already learned this."

Ji Yao: "What else do you want to learn?"

Yan Shuang calmly said, "I want to learn the technique of grafting fruit trees."

"Okay," Ji Yao sat upright, "I'll send someone to teach you tomorrow."

Yan Shuang:!

He suddenly felt that Ji Yao had become more handsome!

The next day, someone really came to the island in a small boat, and the other party said in a substandard Mandarin: "Li Hao, the geese are planted by fire dragons."

Yan Shuang respectfully said: "Hello, you are specialized in dragon fruit cultivation, aren't you?"

"No tie, no tie, it's a fire dragon."

"Ah..." Yan Shuang repeated in confusion, "Fire Dragon..."

"deideidei!"

Yan Shuang asked sincerely, "Who is the fire dragon..."

"Fruit farmer."

Ji Yao, who was listening, said coldly.

Yan Shuang turned around dully.

Ji Yao looked at him, "He's talking about fruit farmers, not fire dragons."

"deideidei!" the expert said excitedly.

Yan Shuang: "..."

The humor expert invited by the humor master belongs to yes.

Yan Shuang lived a small life with Ji Yao on the island without making any noise, learning planting during the day, reading plots at night, playing the piano when he had time, and sometimes sketching with his drawing board - this was also taught by Ji Yao.

The sand was snow-white, densely embedded in the soles of his feet, and Yan Shuang walked along the sand to the ice-blue sea bit by bit. The sea water soon submerged his calves, and he was stopped when he went further.

Yan Shuang turned his head, and the sea breeze blew his increasingly long hair into a mess. He saw Ji Yao standing on the beach through the gaps in the hair, "Ji Yao." He said loudly.

Ji Yao stood where he was, "Yes."

"What would you do if I went any further?"

The sea breeze blew Yan Shuang's words into pieces. After Ji Yao heard it clearly, he pulled his hand out of his pocket, walked to Yan Shuang's side step by step, brushed the black hair off Yan Shuang's face with both hands, and lowered his head on his forehead Kissed, "Go back."

Ji Yao did not answer this question directly.

At night, Yan Shuang surrendered to Ji Yao again.

To be honest, Yan Shuang even regretted blocking the pain.

The aftereffect of painlessness would leave him in endless confusion as to whether he was reaching his limit.

My whole body is going to melt.

It was to the point of fear.

Fearing whether he is on the verge of death, and will never wake up again in this vortex created by Ji Yao.

Ji Yao didn't make things difficult for him, took him to take a bath, and fed him fruit.

The fruits are freshly picked on the island, the sweetness explodes and the juice is plentiful, making Ji Yao's fingers sticky.

When Yan Shuang was almost done eating, Ji Yao took him back to brush his teeth.

He was the one who brushed Yan Shuang's teeth.

Yan Shuang was already a useless person, leaning against Ji Yao's arms, with eyes closed and mouth open, looking a little drowsy.

"Don't swallow the toothpaste."

Yan Shuang gave a vague "hmm", and wiped away a little foam from the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

"There was so much snow that day that helicopter flying was dangerous."

Ji Yao's sudden words cheered up Yan Shuang a little, and he barely opened his eyes.

Ji Yao was hugging him, brushing his gums bit by bit with the toothbrush, "It is very likely that the plane will crash."

Yan Shuang: "..." Okay, he woke up.

Ji Yao looked at him intently, and said in a calm voice, "So, don't ask me questions like those during the day...don't swallow toothpaste."

Yan Shuang: "..." Embarrassed, she swallowed subconsciously.

Lying back on the bed again, Yan Shuang looked a little dazed, Ji Yao is so crazy, hugging a man who is ready to die for love anytime, anywhere, this sick person can be hospitalized directly, he has to hurry up Hurry up and finish the plot points with Ji Yao, otherwise things will change later.

Yan Shuang was taken aback by someone blocking her waist from behind, and warm breath sprayed down her ears, "There is a parachute on the plane, so you won't die if it crashes."

Yan Shuang: "...that's also very dangerous."

"Ah."

"I don't want to die yet."

"You said that."

"When did I say that?"

Yan Shuang kissed lightly on the cheek, "The fourth time tonight."

Yan Shuang: "..." Climb.