I Can't Be This Protagonist

The taxi had just stopped, and when Yan Shuang was asking the driver for a receipt, the door was pulled open.

Xiao Qingyang stretched out his hand anxiously to pull him back, "Get out of the car quickly, why are you dawdling here?!"

Yan Shuang dodged quickly, "Invoice for reimbursement."

Xiao Qingyang: "..."

"Come down, I'll give you as much as you want!"

Yan Shuang: Alright, the cost of taking a taxi tonight is 1 yuan.

Yan Shuang got out of the car silently, Xiao Qingyang led the way, and confessed: "You go in and explain clearly, Cui Zheng has nothing to do with you..."

"Cui Zheng is their old man's favorite, and of course Ji Yao..." Xiao Qingyang was incoherent in anxiety, "Why did they start fighting!" He looked at Yan Shuang, who was slowing down beside him, and couldn't help but raise his voice, " Hurry up, okay?!"

Yan Shuang heard what he meant.

Both of them are the eldest young masters of Jingui, why should they fight for such an insignificant person like him.

People like him can't even compare to a strand of their hair.

To get hurt for him is to feel dizzy.

Yan Shuang: Hey, it's all because he is so good.

Yan Shuang followed Xiao Qingyang into the racecourse hall.

Cui Zheng and Ji Yao stood facing each other, their faces painted.

Hearing the movement, Cui Zheng turned his face first, and saw Yan Shuang coming in, his expression twisted slightly, "Fuck, why are you here?"

Yan Shuang remained silent.

And Ji Yao... didn't move at all.

"Ji Yao, I brought him here, the three of you will explain in person, okay?" Xiao Qingyang hurried over to smooth things over.

Cui Zheng sneered, touched the wound on his mouth, and said disobediently: "Explain what to explain, I just slept with him, what's wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, Ji Yao went over to grab his collar again, Xiao Qingyang couldn't even stop him, and hurriedly called Yan Shuang, "Hurry up and talk when people come!"

"How? Hit me?" Cui Zheng continued to provoke Ji Yao.

paralyzed.

He said that he didn't sleep with people, but Ji Yaofei didn't believe it.

Okay, he slept with that person, who the hell was he afraid of?

What happened to the heir of the Ji family?

He does not have the right to inherit, but how is Ji Yao better than him to have the right to inherit?

Isn't he just a nerd?

In the line of their rich second generation, knowing how to read is a hammer!

When did his father teach him not to mention Qin Yubai's name?Ji Yao is a fart!

Just because he is the heir of the Ji family, they all have to coax him and support him. He has supported him for more than ten years, but today they smashed him, what's wrong? !

Clay figurines also have a three-point temper. He is joking all day long, but that doesn't mean he deserves to be trampled under his feet!

"Yan Shuang—"

Xiao Qingyang couldn't help but roared.

Hearing Yan Shuang's name, Ji Yao's eyes finally flickered.

Yan Shuang: Why are you yelling so loudly?

"Stop hitting," Yan Shuang said condescendingly, "It's not him."

Ji Yao still didn't relax his grip on Cui Zheng's collar. Instead of looking at Yan Shuang, he continued to stare at Cui Zheng, saying, "You know who it is."

He thought about it carefully, Yan Shuang has been with him since then, it is impossible to be with anyone... Only before he received Yan Shuang, before that, Yan Shuang was with Cui Zheng.

When he came to ask Cui Zheng, he chatted first, and then asked about it abruptly.

At that time, Cui Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then answered "I don't know who it is" after drinking his saliva.

If Cui Zheng didn't know at all, he should say "he didn't know about it".

"You know who it is," Ji Yao said firmly, "say."

Cui Zheng thought to himself, what the hell, Ji Yao is not so perceptive in front of Yan Shuang.

"I said I don't know," Cui Zheng continued to speak stiffly, and said with a raised face, "How many times you ask, you still don't know! If he is there, you ask him, and you pretend that he is not there, are you interesting? Ji Yao, why are you so cowardly now?"

Ji Yao's eyes moved slightly, obviously being poked at a sore spot, Cui Zheng saw the opportunity, and kicked Ji Yao's stomach directly, Ji Yao fell to the ground without noticing it for a while.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Xiao Qingyang rushed up and hugged Cui Zheng from behind, and said to Yan Shuang: "Help me, brother!"

Cui Zheng was still stretching his legs eagerly, "Get up, don't pretend to be dead, it's me, he's the one I slept with———"

Xiao Qingyang covered Cui Zheng's mouth with all his strength, and said to Yan Shuang who was indifferent: "You should say something!"

Yan Shuang: Didn't he say that?

Ever since he came in, Ji Yao hadn't glanced at him.

Do you hate him, or feel guilty?

That day in Qin's Building, after Yan Shuang walked out avoiding Ji Yao's hand, Ji Yao chased after him. Double dodges again.

Yan Shuang walked all the way to the bus station, and Ji Yao followed him all the way until Yan Shuang got on the bus. Yan Shuang sat on the seat and watched Ji Yao's figure standing there through the glass of the bus, gradually becoming A small black dot appeared.

"It doesn't really matter who it is."

Yan Shuang finally spoke.

He looked indifferent, "Dirty, it is dirty."

Cui Zheng, who was covered by Xiao Qingyang and waved his feet: "?"

He controlled his peripheral vision to glance at Yan Shuang.

In the season of autumn, Yan Shuang was wearing thin clothes. He was thin, and his exposing hands and feet were fair and slender. Even though there was no expression on his face, he looked disheartened, which made people unable to bear it. Compassionate.

Cui Zheng: "..."

Master, have you started again Master?

Xiao Qingyang was also shocked.

He didn't know what was going on at all, he only knew that Ji Yao and Cui Zheng made a move when they disagreed, and it was because of Yan Shuang.

He thought it was a complete misunderstanding.

Judging by Yan Shuang's tone, does this person really exist?

Xiao Qingyang couldn't help letting go of Cui Zheng's hand.

Cui Zheng did not continue to provoke Ji Yao.

Master is still great, a word can change Ji Yao's whole aura.

"It's okay, can I go?" Yan Shuang looked at Xiao Qingyang, his tone was still flat, he seemed to have no interest in the matter in front of him, as if he just wanted to go back to sleep, but Xiao Qingyang couldn't bring up the attitude of accusation just now , he glanced at Ji Yao on the ground, and sighed softly, "It's all here, let's sleep here tonight."

"No, I want to go back."

"Then I'll take it to you."

Cui Zheng watched Xiao Qingyang go in to get the car keys, opened his mouth slightly, and looked back at Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang: raise your eyebrows.

Cui Zheng: "..." I'm scared, I'm really scared.

It seems that he and Ji Yao just fought passionately are really stupid.

It's fine for Ji Yao to go up, but why did he follow the top in a hurry?

Xiao Qingyang took the car keys and came out, then looked at Ji Yao who was still sitting on the ground.

His cousin, apart from his high IQ, is really a mess in dealing with people.

Don't blame him, his aunt is in a bad state of mind, and his uncle is a busy person. They are a young couple.

At that time, Xiao Qingyang always thought that his little uncle had no feelings for his aunt.

Until his aunt passed away, he saw his bald head. At that time, while he was deeply shocked, he didn't understand.

My uncle was so sad about my aunt's death, why didn't my uncle accompany her more when she was alive?

Since the two of them have feelings, why don't they care more about Ji Yao?

His father chose to marry because he loved his mother deeply.

Even Cui Zheng, even though his mother was criticized as a so-called superior nurse, the fact is that Cui Zheng's father loved his wife who was almost 20 years younger than him.

They both grew up with loving parents.

Only Ji Yao is different from them.

"Ji Yao," Xiao Qingyang said gently, "get up and send Yan Shuang off."

"No need," Yan Shuang first refused for Ji Yao, "He won't want to ride in a car with me."

He turned around with his arms folded, and as soon as he took a step, his arms were grabbed.

"Ji Yao..." Xiao Qingyang hurriedly said, "What are you doing, don't be impulsive..."

Yan Shuang looked at Ji Yao who was holding his arm, he didn't speak, his clear eyes pretended to be calm.

Ji Yao dragged Yan Shuang out without saying a word.

"Don't follow us."

Xiao Qingyang stopped and looked back at Cui Zheng.

"Don't look at me," Cui Zheng raised his hand and pressed his sore face with the back of his hand, "Don't worry, he can cure him."

Xiao Qingyang: "You say Ji Yao can manage Yan Shuang?"

Xiao Qingyang frowned, "His mouth can't say a few words..."

Cui Zheng: Apart from him, is there no other person with a brain on this earth?

The horse farm at night was pitch black, empty and quiet, the breeze blew across the grass, and the tip of the grass turned, making a small sound.

Yan Shuang was silent for a while, Oh my god, I don't wear enough clothes when I go out, my legs are so cold, so I took the initiative to break the deadlock, "Don't force yourself, I know you hate me..."

"No."

Ji Yao's voice was still so sure, the two words fell heavily, and then he said clearly: "I don't think you are dirty."

Yan Shuang slightly hooked the corners of his lips in the darkness.

"really?"

"I never lie."

If someone else said that he never lied, Yan Shuang would definitely scoff, but Ji Yao, indeed, he never lied, and he didn't even bother to lie.

Yan Shuang grabbed Ji Yao's arm suddenly, and before Ji Yao had time to react, he stood on tiptoe.

The aroma of citrus approached, and Ji Yao subconsciously avoided it.

Soft lips brushed against his cheeks.

A sudden kiss fell through.

The air suddenly became stagnant, Yan Shuang's arms were tense like stones, and Ji Yao even held his breath.

It must have been frightened.

Yan's feet fell back to the ground, he lowered his head, and slowly let go of his hands, the palms slipped from the sleeves he was gripping tightly, as if filled with endless disappointment.

Yan Shuang turned around lightly in the night.

Ji Yao watched his thin shoulders almost melt into the boundless night, his fair cheeks flashed past, and he suddenly remembered that day when he stood at the bus station and watched the car carrying Yan Shuang drive away.

It feels exactly the same as back then.

I don't want him to just leave.

His shoulders were grabbed, Yan Shuang was like a blade of grass on the prairie being blown by the wind, he was turned back, Ji Yao held his shoulders, and kissed him without hesitation.

The lips were bumped hard, with the force of a promise.

Although it was only for a moment, and although he didn't have any other feelings, Ji Yao did... clearly kissed him.

"I don't think you're dirty."

The cold voice was exceptionally firm in the night wind, full of unstoppable power.

Ji Yao held Yan Shuang's shoulders, and looked straight into Yan Shuang's eyes. He paused, and under Yan Shuang's gaze, he continued, "I blame myself."

"Sorry, I couldn't protect you."