I Can't Be This Protagonist

"Have you brought someone?" Yan Shuang put down the code scanning gun, his tone and expression returned to normal, "There can't be no one working here, and it's useless if he pays me several times the hourly wage, I can't let the store open the skylight. "

"Bring it."

Wei Yichen is naturally very thoughtful.

A senior salesperson came in to take over Yan Shuang's job.

Yan Shuang took off his vest, and explained worriedly, "It's my turn to stock up today, thank you for your hard work."

"You can rest assured."

Yan Shuang was bouncing and walking beside Wei Yichen, looking in a good mood, "Please coax me again."

Wei Yichen opened the car door, "Please get in the car."

Yan Shuang sat down in the car and blinked, "Is this deceiving?"

Wei Yichen sat in the driver's seat, opened his suit, took out the wallet from the lining, and handed it to Yan Shuang, with clean movements and a calm expression on his face.

Yan Shuang chuckled, took the wallet unceremoniously, opened it, and found an ID card, a black card, and three brand-new banknotes inside.

Yan Shuang took out his ID card, "Hey, your birthday is coming soon... 9.21, just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Wei Yichen remained silent.

Yan Shuang also knew the details of Wei Yichen.

His parents divorced and each formed a new family. Everyone treated him as a fool. He was kicked around like a football by a group of relatives since he was a child. He almost grew up eating a lot of food.

It is estimated that few people celebrate his birthday.

Yan Shuang stuffed his ID card back, took all three banknotes away, threw the wallet on Wei Yichen's lap, folded a banknote, leaned over, and inserted it into the collar of Wei Yichen's shirt that was tightly tied around his neck.

The banknotes were hard to the touch, stabbing at the side of the throat like a blade, Wei Yichen glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

Yan Shuang was already laughing in the co-pilot, "Take it to buy a cake."

Heartless look.

Wei Yichen's mood also became a little lighter after Yan Shuang's overly ruthless reaction.

It's much better to covet something you'll never have than to want something you work hard for.

For example, when he was a child, he really wanted to get No.1, and he knew he could do it, so he pushed himself very hard for that No.1.

Sometimes he also wants a pair of good parents who love him.

That was something he couldn't get, so his thoughts just passed by for a moment, and didn't cause any waves in his life.

Now Yan Shuang is the one that cannot be obtained.

He didn't need to put any effort into this, because everything was in vain, so he just felt at ease.

When Yan Shuang returned to the Qin residence, he was immediately taken upstairs by the servants. He went up the spiral staircase, his gaze brushed past Wei Yichen who was standing downstairs as if nothing, and suddenly, he turned to the servants in front of him. Humanity: "The housekeeper is very handsome."

The servant walked quietly, and when he heard this sentence suddenly, he stopped and looked back.

Butler Wei is a real talent, the most valuable thing is his reassuring temperament, so he echoed: "Butler Wei is very popular."

"Oh? Does anyone here like him?" Yan Shuang asked with great interest.

"Of course not," the servant smiled, and stood still at the door of Qin Yubai's bedroom, "No one will be wishful thinking."

Yan Shuang worked as a nurse in Qin's house for two days, and quarreled with Qin Yubai almost every day. Qin Yubai's illness was not cured, so he could only fight with Yan Shuang. By the end of the weekend, he recovered most of his energy, and he got his wish and taught him a hard lesson on the bed. After giving Yan Shuang a pass, he was sweating all over, and finally felt healed.

Yan Shuang lay prone on Qin Yubai's big bed and panted for a while, then slowly got up, rolled up the thin quilt on the bed, and got off the bed with trembling legs.

Qin Yubai leaned against the bed and watched coldly, thinking that the roles of the two seemed to be reversed.

The ruthless person who pulled out his X as soon as he got out of bed turned into Yan Shuang.

"stop."

Yan Shuang paused.

There was no light in the room, and the cold moonlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, turning him into a milky white statue, cold and beautiful.

"Who let you go?"

Sweaty hair was pasted between the eyebrows, adding a bit of sadness to that thin face, Yan Shuang said lightly: "You have not recovered from your illness, take care of your body."

This was originally a good word, but when it was said at this time, it contained a different kind of irony.

Qin Yubai's chest froze, he thought that his self-cultivation had been raised to a higher level under the stimulation of Yan Shuang in the past two days, but at this moment he was still pissed off.

Yan Shuang added fuel to the fire, "Don't pass out again later."

Qin Yubai got off the bed directly and dragged him back.

After two full hours, Yan Shuang was served quite comfortably and filled with plot points, killing two birds with one stone, and even wanted to have an afterthought.

He was lazy, he didn't even want to move, his cheek was pressed against the soft bed sheet, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qin Yubai was about to say a few words of sarcasm, but seeing Yan Shuang fell asleep, he opened his lips and closed them.

In the night, he stared at this face for a long time, stretched out his fingers and slowly traced from the eyebrows to the two plump lips.

Yan Shuang's appearance is similar to Qin Qinghe's, he is unconventional, clear and clean, with a handsome and cold appearance that can only be seen from a distance but not played with.

It's just that Yan Shuang had two plump and bright red lips, even when he was expressionless, it looked like he was begging for a kiss.

He was angry, and his lips were tightly pressed together, but there was a hint of coquettishness that he probably hated himself.

On the bed, those two lips are even more incredible.

Moist and soft, the red is about to melt, the lips are slightly raised, trembling with every ups and downs.

Qin Yubai turned and lay down with his back to the person, his mind was disturbed, he sat up suddenly, turned on the wall lamp, and pushed Yan Shuang hard.

Yan Shuang woke up with a start.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Qin Yubai said coldly.

Yan Shuang got off the bed silently, but the thin quilt on his body was cruelly retracted by a pair of big hands. He sat by the bed, naked, and Qin Yubai pointed to the huge painting on the wall, "Push away, yourself!" Drill through."

Yan Shuang looked back at him.

In the darkness, the two pairs of eyes looked like animals in the jungle, clearly distinguishing the different levels of carnivorous and herbivorous.

During this period of time, even if Qin Yubai argued with him, he didn't mean it seriously, and it even seemed to be arguing with him on purpose.

The steadily rising emotional line in the background also proves this point.

Qin Yubai was tempted.

Zha Gong's temptation meant the beginning of suffering.

The more tempted they are, the more they want to torture the object they are tempted by.

How could this person make him tempted?

Something must have gone wrong.

He must quickly use some methods to prove that he is not attracted to this person who he doesn't like at all.

Like humiliation.

Yan Shuang remained silent, lightly clasped his arms, stroked them protectively, and tiptoed out of the bed, picking up the scattered clothes on the floor.

"Don't dawdle," came a more ruthless instruction, "Go back to your room and put on clothes."

He was covered in snow, bent over, and curled up barefoot on the dark carpet, like a lost white deer in the jungle.

Unexpectedly, he didn't resist, hugged his clothes, and walked quickly to the huge painting.

The cramped sky, towering snow peaks, and graceful human figures belong to that lonely oil painting.

Qin Yubai watched Yan Shuang push away the oil painting, and got into the hidden door, as if he got into the painting and never came back again, his throat stopped, and he had the urge to drag him back.

He was alone again in the bedroom.

Qin Yubai was still restless.

Yan Shuang's rare docileness just now, and the look he gave him while sitting on the bedside...

He had already asked Lao Li, he passed out that day, Lao Li gave him an injection and went out with Wei Yichen, Yan Shuang was the only one left in the room.

Then, it must be Yan Shuang who whispered in his ear, telling him not to get sick and to take care of himself.

Besides Yan Shuang, who else would it be?

He is so stubborn, he always refuses to give in, and always has to talk back to him, but he also takes good care of him, and takes good care of him.

Qin Yubai seldom gets sick, and when he gets sick, he has to carry it by himself most of the time, so naturally he has no chance to be taken care of.

And he was pretty much a loner.

The only real person around her is Qin Qing, but Qin Qing still depends on him to take care of her.

Outsiders see him as the eldest son of a wealthy family. Only he himself knows that he has almost exhausted all his energy to support such a big Qin family, and sometimes he wants to stop. Someone can really do it without any interest. care about him...

Qin Yubai didn't sleep well all night. When he got up in the morning, the family doctor took his temperature and found that the temperature had risen again. He was shocked and said, "Sir, are you catching cold again?"

Qin Yubai glanced at the temperature, "It's okay, it's just a little high, it's just a low fever."

"A low-grade fever is what matters."

"I said it's fine," Qin Yubai said forcefully, frowned and fastened his tie, "Take some antipyretics and you'll be fine."

He was sick for a few days this time, and he didn't know what troubles would happen in the company. He was so anxious that he couldn't stay at home for a day.

Moreover, at home, he always... wanted to call Yan Shuang to his side, or scold him, or...

Qin Yubai rubbed his eyebrows irritably, and asked Wei Yichen who was driving in front, "What about the fake?"

Wei Yichen replied: "I went to class early in the morning." He paused, and then said: "He said that this week's homework is heavy, he lives in the dormitory, and will not come back."

There was a long silence in the back seat of the car, and it took about three to five minutes before Wei Yichen heard Qin Yubai's answer.

"Let him go."

A gleam of light flashed in Wei Yichen's eyes, and he smiled playfully.

"Also, is the person who watched him going to make up for it?"

There was another long silence.

"no need."

He didn't care, Qin Yubai looked out of the car window, and pulled down the hem of the tie fiercely, he didn't care.

In the school office, the professor was making tea for himself while listening to his explanation from a student who was rarely seen.

The water flowed down the spout and fell into the tea bowl, and the aroma of black tea permeated the sunny room. The professor smiled and said, "You mean, this matter is all your own problem. Don't deduct points from your team members. Would you like to One person bears all the consequences, yes?"