I Can't Be This Protagonist

The car was quiet for a long time.

Or maybe just for a while.

Qin Yubai's mind was empty, and one after another flashed through, some of Yan Shuang's, some of his own, and some grotesque visions, after a burst of upside-down noise, he smiled slightly and said, "You're deliberately pissing me off again. "

It was only when I said it that I felt the meaning of the words was difficult, my throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton wool, it was swollen and sore, and every time I uttered a word, the slight pain in my throat became more severe.

Yan Shuang looked at the roof seat dumbly, "I didn't lie to you."

"It's not Ji Yao."

"You don't have to worry about me and Ji Yao, I know I'm not good enough for him."

"You've made me dirty, how dare I touch him?"

The flat voice drifted to the eardrum, how could it produce such a sharp echo in his ear?

Qin Yubai stared at that face, he suddenly felt that this face was very strange, neither Qin Qing nor Yan Shuang was like this.

He doesn't approve and doesn't allow it.

There must be something wrong.

Or maybe Yan Shuang was sick and confused, yes, maybe his brain was burnt out, that's why he kept talking nonsense.

"Okay," Qin Yubai said calmly, "Enough talking crazy, I think you are very unconscious now, I will take you back to wake up your mind, you can talk to me again."

"I'm sober," Yan Shuang lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes drooping, and his face was calm, "I'm not lying, I slept with another man..."

"enough!"

With the sound of drinking, the whole carriage seemed to tremble, and the driver in the front seat felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and couldn't help casting his peripheral vision to the butler outside the car.

The butler was standing next to the car, apparently hearing the conversation in the car very clearly, but his expression was like a robot, without any fluctuations at all.

The driver also had to try his best to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and at the same time prayed silently in his heart: Mr. Yan, please stop talking, just give in!

The driver has worked for Qin Yubai for quite a long time, he is used to the cold and strict style of this employer, anyway, he is just a driver, as long as he drives well.

But lately even he has been feeling the pinch.

Employers are in the worst mood, and their employees can't help but feel nervous too.

Everyone understood that their boss was being tugged at a boy's heartstrings.

But the funny thing is, their bosses don't seem to be the only ones who haven't realized this.

While the driver begged Yan Shuang not to talk back, he also wished to help Qin Yubai open his mouth to coax others.

Baby, I was wrong, it's all my fault, I love you, isn't it so simple that every man can blurt it out?

"... I was drunk that night, and I can't remember, I just remember..."

The collar was suddenly tightened, and it was almost suffocating when it was stuck on the neck.

"I said—" Qin Yubai's eyes were slightly red, but he still didn't seem to have completely lost his mind, "Enough."

The tone was deep and majestic, this was his ultimatum, the last warning to his next Yan Shuang.

Shut up and stop talking, so there may be room for redemption between them.

Seeing that he was so restrained in anger, Yan Shuang smiled instead, his rosy lips moved slightly, and the tip of his tongue protruded from between his teeth. He smiled, as if he had planned an assassination for a long time, "...he didn't wear a condom."

There was a sound of "hum--".

The screeching sound like a signal error on the radio.

The blood all over his body was concentrated in the brain, like a short circuit, Qin Yubai temporarily lost the ability to think, and also lost control over his body. When Yan Shuang stretched out his hand to push him, he was thrown away like a piece of paper. When he got to the side, the back of his head hit the front seat of the car with a "boom", but he didn't feel any pain.

His vision was blurred, the thin figure seemed to push open the door and get out of the car, with the noise in his ears, as if the driver was calling him.

"Sir—sir—"

Qin Yubai closed his eyes, then opened them again, and his sight became clear again. The driver in the front seat had already unbuckled his seat belt, and he leaned over and frantically tried to help him. Qin Yubai waved his hand, and his arms gave a strong pause, and he remained silent. He stood up by himself, and then got out of the car.

Yan Shuang was not far ahead, he was carrying a dilapidated canvas bag, his thin figure looked bleak and lonely on the autumn street, his footsteps dragged, and his steps seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Injure the enemy eight hundred, and self-injury one thousand.

Qin Yubai himself once treated Yan Shuang like this.

really weird.

Their relationship is based on a contract, and it should be the relationship he is best at handling.

Why did it gradually evolve into this appearance?

There was a spinning top in his mind, and every time it rotated, it gave out a torture sound. Qin Yubai didn't think deeply about it. He took a step forward, from slow to fast, and finally started to run, quickly catching up. On that thin figure.

"You let me go—"

This time, Qin Yubai didn't say a word, he hugged Yan Shuang with both hands involuntarily, and almost carried him away. In the car, close the door and say to the driver, "Go."

The driver glanced at the butler outside the car, and the butler got into the car knowingly.

The car finally started, and the driver breathed a sigh of relief.

The partition of the back seat was gradually raised, so that he no longer had to sit on pins and needles like this.

The sound insulation effect of the front and rear is excellent, the driver has been worried for so long, and couldn't help but said to the butler beside him: "It's really noisy."

The butler sat in the passenger seat, with a tall and straight figure, seemingly unaffected by the storm, "It's no big deal, just arguing."

The driver slandered in his heart: This is called a quarrel, he almost passed out seeing Qin Yubai.

In the back seat of the car, Yan Shuang was kissed in a corner by Qin Yubai.

As long as he opened his mouth and moved his hands, Qin Yubai would come up to kiss him without saying a word.

People will automatically produce a protective mechanism against overly stimulating emotions.

Qin Yubai was like that now, he was too lazy or unable to respond to any resistance from Yan Shuang, he just used the most primitive and simplest way - to gag Yan Shuang's mouth.

After repeated several times, Yan Shuang finally stopped talking. He curled up into a ball, covering his face with his arms, like a bunch of little hedgehogs, only his soft belly undulating slightly.

Although Qin Yubai dragged the man back to the car, it was only out of instinct.

He is really upset right now.

Feelings of anger and doubt undoubtedly prevailed.

But a faint sadness shrouded like a mist and lingered.

Why did he feel sad?

Such a plaything, even if what Yan Shuang said was true, he was... touched by others, for Qin Yubai, it was nothing more than two choices.

If he is not tired of playing, then he will punish him a little and keep him by his side.

If he gets tired of playing with it or finds it dirty, then it's easier to just throw it away.

The choice is so clear that there seems to be no need to struggle at all.

But no matter which choice he chooses, he can't erase his... heartache at the moment.

Yes.

His heart was aching.

This incident could not have happened.

If he hadn't let Wei Yichen into the studio to test Yan Shuang, or kicked Wei Yichen out of the studio immediately when Yan Shuang was angry, or if Yan Shuang proposed to break up, he didn't try to drive him out... …

He missed too many opportunities.

Originally... Yan Shuang wanted to watch the moon with him that night.

The chest is tight and stuffy, and the air inside is not coming in and out smoothly. Whether it is taking a deep breath or increasing the frequency of breathing, it is still uncomfortable.

Sad, sad has nothing to say.

With a tremor back and forth, the vehicle stopped.

The servant in the house came over and opened the car door.

Qin Yubai looked back at Yan Shuang who was still curled up in a ball. He didn't speak, but went over to pull people in silence. Of course, Yan Shuang resisted again. Qin Yubai let him wave his arms and beat his head and face without saying a word, just Concentrate on pulling the person out of the car.

Seeing this, the servant was shocked at first, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, but was avoided by Qin Yubai.

Everyone present could only watch from the sidelines as their master silently dragged another silent boy all the way into the house.

"Mr. Wei..."

The servant asked the housekeeper in horror, "This... will something happen..."

"No," Wei Yichen waved his hand lightly, and said calmly, "Just do what you have to do, and keep your duty."

After listening to the instructions, the servants dispersed one after another.

After a while, the servant in the house hurried out to report, "Mister dragged someone to the basement!"

Wei Yichen's expression moved slightly, "Go to the monitoring room."

There is no monitoring anywhere in this big house, and their master doesn't like being watched, except in the basement.

There are two safes in the basement, and the things stored in them are priceless.

The eight screens in the monitoring room filmed the situation in the basement without blind spots. The two bodyguards stood up immediately when they saw Wei Yichen coming in. Qin Yubai could already see Qin Yubai leading someone into the basement. They were hesitating whether to go out, after all. Their owners hate being watched.

"You go out."

The butler's order freed the two of them, and they ran out relieved.

The huge screens were pieced together to emit a bright light, shining on a person in front of the screen alone.

The surveillance was not equipped with pickups, so what he saw was silent footage.

The man pushed the boy down on the gray concrete floor, and the two were undoubtedly arguing. The boy slapped the man's face hard, twisting and trying to break free.

The man could only hug him tightly. He leaned against the boy's ear and said something, and the boy struggled even harder.

Immediately afterwards, the man kissed the boy's lips.

Wei Yichen watched silently for a while, then turned and left. He walked out of the monitoring room. When the bodyguard outside saw him coming out, he quickly bowed and said hello, "Mr. Wei, can we go back?"

"No," Wei Yichen said lightly, "wait another two hours." Amidst the puzzled expressions of the bodyguards, he chuckled again, "maybe even longer..." He raised his face and said to the two : "Is there any smoke?"

When working in the Qin residence, all the staff were strictly prohibited from smoking, but there were always people who would do the prohibited things.

The two hesitated for a while under Wei Yichen's scrutinizing gaze, but obediently took out the cigarettes and lighter from their pockets.

It is the cheapest cigarette sold in the store.

Wei Yichen took the cigarette, took a banknote from his wallet, and handed it over. The two quickly said no, but Wei Yichen couldn't refuse, "Take it."

The two of them watched the most conscientious butler in the whole house light a cigarette, he took a light puff, and choked on the inferior tobacco.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wei, this cigarette is not good, you must not be used to it." The bodyguard who provided the cigarette apologized.

"No," the thin lips exhaled the smoke lightly. The butler's smoking posture was both skillful and inexplicable. He turned his face back, and the metal frame reflected a little cold light, "...I like this smell."