I Can't Be This Protagonist

The big black framed glasses were taken off and put aside, the gray tie slowly approached, pressing on Yan Shuang's eyes with moderate force.

Yan Shuang closed his eyes, smiled lightly, and said, "Mr. Qi, do you want to blindfold me? I like the new way of playing."

After a brief silence, Qi Feiyun's magnetic voice came to his ears, with a slight reprimand, like a father criticizing a naughty child lovingly, "You are too loud."

The tie slipped to Yan Shuang's lips in an instant.

The soft silk infused the strength in the man's hand and embedded it between Yan Shuang's teeth. Yan Shuang was pushed back by the force, and the man's knees were pressed down at the same time, controlling Yan Shuang's two legs. Shuang almost controlled it in a strangled posture.

But he's still laughing.

Saliva soaked the gray tie, Yan Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly, relaxed and lazy, his attitude was almost a kind of provocation.

Qi Feiyun's pupils shrank slightly, and with a slight force on the palm of his hand, he removed the tie and followed the flower-like lips down.

Under the slender chin is a slender neck with floating pale veins.

The tie slides over the chin.

Yan Shuang smiled calmly, and his eyes were full of mischief.

Qi Feiyun suddenly realized one thing - it's not that he doesn't understand, he's just not afraid.

What about the devil?

He just wanted a taste of the devil.

The blood in the veins suddenly heated up, and the arms trembled slightly due to the tight force of the palms.

Yan Shuang smiled and said softly, "Mr. Qi, your hands are shaking."

Qi Feiyun stared into those eyes, which were so clean that there was no content, but instead showed a kind of innocent evil.

Killed his flesh.

Or destroy his soul.

Otherwise he will continue to do evil without end.

Or maybe...he was evil itself.

The tight tie was glued to the fragile throat in front of him like a demon.

"clatter--"

The crisp voice awakened some remaining rationality in his brain, and Qi Feiyun's palm suddenly stopped.

It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground of porcelain diamonds.

The two people in the compartment shot their gazes at the door panel at the same time.

The sound of footsteps was one after the other, slightly different, hurried at the front and steady at the back, these were two people.

Yan Shuang heard a familiar sneer.

As expected of his alumni, Qin Yubai's mind is still good, so he came to arrest someone.

Yan Shuang turned his head, raised his eyebrows at Qi Feiyun, his face was relaxed again, and he opened his mouth to make a mouth shape: "I-ex-boyfriend."

Qi Feiyun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pair of eyes had returned to their dark gray appearance, and his expression became indifferent and full of business-like gentleness. The tight tie in his hand was hanging down, and he responded silently—" two?"

Yan Shuang almost didn't laugh out loud.

Teacher Qi entered the game state very quickly.

Fingers tugged Qi Feiyun's tie from his dangling wrist, but did not move.

Yan Shuang raised his eyes, lowered his head and kissed Qi Feiyun's fingertips wrapped around his tie amidst the sound of approaching footsteps.

I'm sweating.

His cheek was pressed against the gray cloth in front of him, and he rubbed his palm lightly. The expression on his face was deliberately bad.

"I think-"

The mouth shape of the last word C happened to pull up a bright smiling face.

The footsteps outside stopped.

Qi Feiyun lowered his head and stared at that innocent face.

It was as bad as it could get.

"come out."

A man's cold voice came from outside.

Qi Feiyun recognized that it was Qin Yubai's voice.

Even if he only met briefly in the background, he clearly felt that the other party was a man who was used to giving orders, with a strong and almost pathological arrogance, arrogant, as if anyone around him was only worthy of carrying his shoes.

Such a person will definitely control his boyfriend from head to toe, and will not allow the other party to have the slightest disagreement with him.

Even ex-boyfriends.

Qi Feiyun held Yan Shuang's chin with his palms down. The boy who had been provocative just now was as obedient as a kitten. Following his strength, he raised his face. The palm of his hand was so cute and obedient to the extreme.

Was it just such a gesture that deceived the men outside?

Qi Feiyun thought calmly.

"I'll say it again," Qin Yubai restrained his anger, "Come out."

When he saw Yan Shuang leaving the auditorium, he didn't feel like staying on the stage any longer, cut off the rest of the content temporarily, and went straight out to find someone.

All the way to find here.

Qin Yubai had a strong feeling.

Yan Shuang was behind the compartment door.

"I know you're in there."

Qin Yubai's tone softened slightly.

"Gift...I saw it."

Qin Yubai couldn't describe his feeling at that moment with words.

Because there is no feeling at all.

Completely sluggish, there is only a blank in my mind.

After Yan Shuang left, Qin Yubai did not allow anyone to enter that room.

In the beginning, he actually wanted people to empty out all the things in the room, and then burn them all.

The word came to my lips, I wanted to say it several times, but I still didn't say it.

Forget it.

Let's keep it for now.

Let Yan Shuang reflect for two days, and then he will arrest him and clean him up.

The house suddenly became quiet.

Unbearably quiet.

The night also became very long, so long that he opened and closed his eyes several times, but the outside was still silent and the night was deep.

He actually suffers from insomnia.

After tossing and turning several times, he got out of bed with a cold face, and suddenly pushed away the painting on the wall, and the box inside finally welcomed him in the darkness.

"We were all too impulsive that night."

"I admit... I said a lot of angry words." Once the words started, the latter became much smoother. Qin Yubai's tone gradually softened, with a touch of helplessness, "Come out, let's talk."

There was no response at all from the compartment.

With his white hands in his pockets, Qin Yu waited patiently for a while, his expression gradually turning cold.

Wei Yichen stood behind him without saying a word.

His subordinates frankly confessed the occasional desire for his lover, and Qin Yubai expressed his understanding "magnanimously".

It's a testament to his good eyesight.

Moreover, since his subordinates have already confessed on their own initiative, if he loses his temper again, it will appear that he is extremely intolerant.

The most important thing is that even if other people are interested in Yan Shuang, Yan Shuang belongs to him alone.

The more valuable his possessions are, the more they deserve to be owned.

The premise is that Yan Shuang is still owned by him.

In front of his subordinates, there was no response for a long time, Qin Yubai felt that his poor patience was gradually running out, so he raised his hand and restrainedly knocked on the door, "Come out."

Still no response.

"If you don't come out again, I'll kick the door."

There was an extremely real warning in the tone.

Yan Shuang knew Qin Yubai's temper, and it would not be a big deal if he went crazy and kicked the door, but he still looked at Qi Feiyun indifferently, the warning outside the door had no deterrent effect on him, and his soft cheek was clinging to his thin face like a child's. The thin gray cloth, the lips and the tip of the nose are touched lightly, lightly touched, then run over the bridge of the nose forcefully, and the eyes are full of naughtiness.

The handsome and dignified doctor is still the same.

A look of indifference.

It's a pity that all he can control is his expression.

The lower face showed a triumphant smile.

"I counted to three—"

An ultimatum has been issued outside.

"one."

"two."

"three!"

"Someone."

The deep voice stopped Qin Yubai's anger abruptly.

The whole bathroom suddenly fell into an awkward silence.

The clear sound of zippers made Qin Yubai's short-circuited brain regain his thinking for a moment, and he even expressed the wrong feelings to a stranger. Qin Yubai's face turned green and red, and he turned around and left. Wei Yichen, who was following behind him, responded calmly. bowed his head.

He recognized the deep voice just now.

Be the first doctor to speak.

He heard clearly when the school was introduced.

Qi Feiyun, from St. Peter's Hospital.

Yan Shuang had been to that hospital at least twice.

The memories in his mind are like big drawers, and Wei Yichen found the pictures he needed from the complicated drawers without any mistakes.

The first time, he was the one who sent Yan Shuang to the hospital.

Yan Shuang left without going in.

The second time, it was Yao Jing who sent the photo of Yan Shuang in front of the hospital late at night.

Step lightly.

Not far away, Qin Yubai saw that his subordinates had not followed, so he said coldly, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Sorry sir, the milk in my morning coffee seems to have gone bad."

Wei Yichen bent slightly, his words reserved.

Qin Yubai was still immersed in the embarrassment of confessing his heart to a stranger, lightly pulled down his tie, waved his hand, and frowned wondering where Yan Shuang had gone.

Taking the initiative to call...and I can't hold back my face...

bother.

What do you say that you like him, does liking him just annoy him?

The palm of your hand is attached to the mobile phone in your pocket, to call or not to call?

Wei Yichen quietly returned to the bathroom, he just stopped at the door and didn't go in.

The first three stall doors in the washroom were all open.

It was like this before he and Qin Yubai came in.

Presumably someone was checking to see if anyone was in the bathroom.

He stood quietly at the door with his hands behind his back.

The restroom is clearly occupied now - it's in the last stall.

Is it one person, or two people?

Wei Yichen looked calm, raised the watch in his hand, and stared at the dial quietly.

5 minutes.

Perhaps the doctor's morning milk had spoiled too.

Wei Yichen smiled slightly.

Suddenly a very light sound leaked from the quiet bathroom.

Like whimpering.

On and off, if there seems to be nothing,

Wei Yichen listened quietly for a while, then suddenly took out his cell phone from his pocket.

In the corridor, Qin Yubai, who was hesitating to press the number on the address book with his mobile phone, stopped suddenly. When he looked up, he met Ji Yao who was looking for someone.

Yan Shuang came out and didn't return for almost 10 minutes, Qin Yubai went out again, Ji Yao sat on the seat for a while, still feeling uneasy, so he came out to have a look.

When the two met last time, Ji Yao could be said to be extremely embarrassed, but this time, Ji Yao was much calmer.

Time has changed.

The strange thing is that the person who decides which of them is on the psychological peak is just a little Yan Shuang.

Ji Yao only glanced at Qin Yubai, then looked away, he didn't even bother to maintain a superficial peace with Qin Yubai, walked sideways beside Qin Yubai, and went to the backstage bathroom to find someone.

Ignored with contempt.

A nameless evil fire rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Qin Yubai was furious, paused in his steps, and directly pressed the call button.

— the line is busy.

Fucking busy!

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice, and the four tightly stuck lips parted. Yan Shuang reluctantly kissed Qi Feiyun's lower lip, his voice was soft, as if he had become a good student again, " Teacher Qi, why not?"

"dirty."

Qi Feiyun wiped Yan Shuang's lips with his thumb, his eyes were gentle, but soon changed back to his indifferent look, tidied up his clothes, and stuffed the tie in his hand into Yan Shuang's neckline, the cold silk slipped down, Yan Shuang Shaking lightly, he reached out and grabbed the falling tie.

"Keep it," Qi Feiyun pushed open the compartment door, "Give it back to me next time."

As soon as he took a step, he stopped.

Yan Shuang came out with his tie in hand, and stopped when he saw the figure at the door.

With the mobile phone attached to his ear, Wei Yichen was persistently dialing the number, even though the owner of the number had already met his eyes.

Yan Shuang was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal. He bypassed Qi Feiyun, walked to the mirror in the bathroom as if no one was there, and stuffed the tie into the pocket of his jeans. After finding that the bulging was very eye-catching, he took out the tie again. .

The T-shirt was lifted up, the gray tie was gripped thinly, and the slender fingers guided it through the waist loop on the jeans, and tied the man's tie around his waist as a belt.

Putting down the T-shirt, Yan Shuang looked it up with satisfaction, it was perfect.

Turning on the faucet, washing his face, and rinsing his mouth, Yan Shuang straightened his slightly messy hair in front of the mirror, and after making sure that he looked normal, he turned and walked towards the bathroom door.

He smiled, with a face full of innocence, and naturally leaned towards the man at the door, tiptoed and kissed the man's side cheek lightly, "Thank you for helping us watch the door."