I Can't Be This Protagonist

When Qi Feiyun's car stopped, Yan Shuang was squatting on the side of the road without any image, paddling around with a wild flower on the side of the road.

"Come on."

Yan Shuang threw wild flowers casually, greeted him naturally, and waved his hands lazily.

Qi Feiyun sat in the car, looked at him as if nothing had happened, was silent for a while, and said: "You know I will come to pick you up?"

Yan Shuang stood up on his knees, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in. As soon as he sat in, he slumped on the seat without any image, stretched out his hand to pull his tie, and said lazily: "Ji Yao was caught His father can't get out, Qin Yubai is ashamed to see me, there is a high probability that it is you."

His casual tone made people feel a kind of hidden certainty, which made Qi Feiyun slightly confused.

Did he remember everything?Or is it just that he is so casual by nature and good at trying to figure out people's hearts?

"What are you looking at?" Yan Shuang turned his face and glanced at him, "Drive, I'm hungry, by the way, what's your name?"

Sure enough, I still don't remember.

Hypnosis can change a person's memory, but it cannot change a person's nature.

Qi Feiyun started the car.

After watching the whole game, he clearly realized one thing, that is, Yan Shuang is very good at disguising.

He maintains a different persona in front of Ji Yao, Qin Yubai, and even Ji Wensong. What's even more amazing is that no matter what he does, the other party will not feel disobedient, and subtly finds it in the different personas. a balance point.

These people are useful to him, so he is willing to spend his time disguising in front of them.

And he...

"Uncle, do you still have cigarettes?"

...just a familiar uncle.

Qi Feiyun said lightly: "I don't like people smoking in my car."

Yan Shuang glanced at him, with a contempt of scrutiny in his eyes, "Come on, Qin Yubai asked you to pick me up. You are just a poor doctor who uses people's money to eliminate disasters. Don't play tricks on me." .”

Really sharp, even guessed that it was Qin Yubai who asked him to pick someone up.

Very good, I saw a worse side that I hadn't seen before.

Although Qi Feiyun didn't know why he didn't arouse this person's interest again, it was obvious that this person would become quite impatient with people who were neither useful nor interested.

Qi Feiyun held the steering wheel with one hand, and took out cigarettes and fire from his coat pocket with the other hand.

"Thanks."

Thank you without sincerity.

A moment later, there was a crisp sound of the lighter lighting the tobacco, and the smell of the tobacco quickly dispersed in the confined space.

Qi Feiyun stared at Yan Shuang from the corner of his eye.

This was the first time he saw Yan Shuang who was so...indifferent.

Wearing a pure white suit, it looks very suitable for him. The black hair softly outlines the pure facial contours, and the lips are naturally slightly thick and upturned. People give people the feeling of indifference that strangers should not get close to.

As if aware of his gaze, the dark eyes slowly turned to the end of the eyes like some kind of cold-blooded animal, and Yan Shuang gave him a cold look.

"I don't like people staring at me with disgusting eyes."

Still relentlessly releasing malice.

It looks like he's in a bad mood right now.

Qi Feiyun looked away, staring at the road spiraling down the mountain ahead.

Yan Shuang also withdrew his eyes, looked out the window, took a breath of cigarette, and exhaled a stream of white smoke.

"I miss a man."

Qi Feiyun's expression was steady, and he still drove the car very steadily.

"Don't look at Qin Yubai, who looks very bold and powerful, but in fact he is very obedient and cute..."

Yan Shuang's tone of voice when talking about Qin Yubai was still soft and nostalgic to Qi Feiyun's ears.

It seemed that the effects of hypnosis still strongly affected his emotions.

"Like a dog."

Yan Shuang turned his face, propped his forehead with one finger, the tobacco was burning on his fingertips, and showed a vague smile to Qi Feiyun who was driving, "Very good at licking."

The heartbeat was steady, and the temperature of the palm holding the steering wheel rose subtly, perhaps because of the cold leather lining on the steering wheel.

The thigh suddenly felt oppressed.

The person sitting next to him put his feet on his lap.

Qi Feiyun glanced at him lightly.

Yan Shuang was sitting sideways facing him, the seat belt twisted on his body like a snake, his tall body seemed to be restrained by a rope that was too short, his snow-white suit jacket was wrinkled badly, he bent his knees , with his head leaning against the car window, his leather shoes used the man's thighs as a footstool, swaying unconsciously.

"Although we have already broken up, I still miss his body. Do you think it's strange for me to do this?"

Yan Shuang was smoking, and his attitude became a little serious. He was seriously discussing his emotional topic with Qi Feiyun, as if he was seriously asking for his opinion.

Qi Feiyun remained silent, the impatient young man poked his stomach with the tip of his shoe.

"Speak, are you dumb?"

[Ms. Qi, why are you silent?are you dumb 】

Similar content, different tone.

The tenderness to him is already a thing of the past.

Now there is only indifference and ignorance.

Qi Feiyun never regretted any of the decisions she made.

Until now, it is still the case.

It was he who wanted to restore the irrelevant relationship with Yan Shuang, and he got his wish.

"It's not surprising," he said with a gentle attitude and a normal tone. "It means that maybe you still love him."

"puff--"

Yan Shuang laughed as if hearing some joke.

He just laughed and stopped, folded his hands, and looked like he was consulting with a psychological counselor, "Your theory is really ridiculous, is missing the body is love? You are a surgeon, I see you deal with it." The look of their wounds is very skilled."

"I'm a surgeon."

"No wonder, what I said was all nonsense."

Yan Shuang took another drag on his cigarette.

"I look pretty good at you now, am I in love with you?"

Qi Feiyun remained indifferent.

The toe of the leather shoe tapped on the stomach again, "Stop talking again, I'm courting you."

Vehicles are winding down the silent winding mountain road, and the street lamps along the road emit a gloomy light, just like the shadowless lamp on the operating table, flashing and flashing across two faces with different expressions.

At the end of the road, the speed of the car gradually slowed down, and it pulled over and stopped under a street light.

Qi Feiyun turned his face away, his expression was still calm, "Are you courting me?"

Yan Shuang was smoking an unfinished cigarette, his eyes and expression were smiling, and his tone was casual, "...Yeah."

"I accept."

The steady and capable man answered in the affirmative with a cold expression.

The young man who had been teasing him seemed shocked by his straightforward attitude, and the cigarette in his mouth fell down his open lips.

Qi Feiyun was staring at Yan Shuang, his gray eyes were illuminated by the street lamp, half bright, half shadow, he unbuckled his seat belt, and leaned over Yan Shuang's slightly dazed expression.

The calf that was originally placed on his thigh was forced to bend back and was pressed back.

The man's breath and smell also enveloped the fair-faced youth like a net.

Yan Shuang stared at the man above him without any panic, and smiled lightly, "I'm sorry, my hand shook and the cigarette fell out."

Qi Feiyun reached out, picked up the cigarette on the ground, then sat up straight, rolled down the car window and threw out the extinguished cigarette. He used his attitude to show his position - stop joking.

The cold autumn air entered the car, blowing away the smell of tobacco.

Yan Shuang also sat up straight again, and pressed the car window on his side.

The two sat quietly, letting the night wind blow their hair into mess.

Feeling calm, Qi Feiyun stretched out his hand to restart the car, Yan Shuang looked over again, "What's your name?"

The tone of his question was very serious, Qi Feiyun's hands couldn't help but stopped, he turned his face, and said: "Is this very important?"

"Theoretically, it's not very important," Yan Shuang said flatly, "but I don't know the name, which affects my performance when I call the bed."

Smokey gray pupils stared at Yan Shuang.

Although he dare not say that he fully understands Yan Shuang, Qi Feiyun knows very well in his heart that Yan Shuang was just playing tricks on him just now, but now, with his calm appearance, it seems that he is really serious.

"...Qi Feiyun."

After hearing this, Yan Shuang read the name for a while, and then suddenly grinned.

"Forget it, if you don't like the name, don't do it."

After all, it was played.

Qi Feiyun didn't feel like getting angry at all.

He even showed a shallow smile, feeling a different kind of pleasure completely out of his control.

It's like playing a game where you never know how difficult the next level will be.

There are no customs clearance secrets, no strategy manuals, and there is no other way except to use yourself to try your luck.

And the attitude of the owner of this game towards the players is also extremely casual - like to play or not.

The vehicle restarts.

The atmosphere in the car began to change back to "normal".

"Buzz-"

The buzzing sound of the mobile phone rang with a sense of presence.

It was the voice coming from Yan Shuang's pocket.

And Yan Shuang just looked out of the window with his face propped up. The car window was not closed, blowing his smooth black hair into a mess, and his indifferent expression seemed lonely and lonely.

It shouldn't be completely acting, right?

According to the effect of hypnosis, Yan Shuang projected all his emotions on Qin Yubai alone, but in the end he found that he was just a stand-in.

Even if it's only one percent, it should be sad, right?

"I don't know what strange things you're thinking about right now," Yan Shuang said expressionlessly, holding his face, "but I only have one thought in my heart."

"If you can't come home and cook for me within 10 minutes," Yan Shuang squinted over, "you will never have the chance to sleep with me in your life."

The vehicle is parked downstairs.

Yan Shuang walked freely, urging Qi Feiyun, "Hurry up, you only have 3 minutes left."

Qi Feiyun parked the car and got out of the car, Yan Shuang clapped his hands eagerly, "Hurry up, let's see you take your time."

The man stepped out with long legs, and said lightly: "Do you really want to sleep with me?"

"This is your chance, not mine," Yan Shuang walked beside him, "If you slow down, you won't have the chance to take the initiative in the future, but I still have sex with you whenever I want ah."

Those who go to bed and those who go to bed hang on their lips like eating and drinking.

That, at least, has not changed at all.

No, or the truth that has never been concealed in front of him.

Qi Feiyun opened the elevator and stepped in, "Are you so sure that I will agree?"

Yan Shuang followed into the elevator. He leaned on the handrail in the elevator, crossed his legs, and said calmly, "Of course."

"Don't you even look in the mirror?"

"There are two words written on your face."

"Hungry."

His face was reflected in the metal doors of the elevator.

He has a very dignified and stable face, and has a good reputation among patients that "you can feel reliable when you see his face". Because he hates those who pester him after misunderstood him, he always shows an overly cold expression.

Such a face... Hungry?

Yan Shuang looked at the slightly cold expression on Qi Feiyun's face, and burst into a "puchi" laugh, "I lied to you."

The elevator door opened.

Qi Feiyun withdrew his gaze, and strode out of the elevator.

"How did you go so fast this time?"

Yan Shuang followed closely behind.

Qi Feiyun pressed her fingerprint to unlock it, pushed open the door, turned around and said calmly, "Maybe it's because I'm hungry?"

Yan Shuang laughed again, stepped forward and lay on Qi Feiyun's shoulder, the smile faded from his face, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Actually, if you look at it so carefully."

"Doctor Qi, your appearance is my type."

The pitch-black pupils and the smoky gray pupils looked at each other.

Yan Shuang's eyeballs are very big, they are very full, and it is easy to make people feel sincere.

Qi Feiyun withdrew his gaze indifferently, and walked straight into the room. The person leaning on his shoulder staggered and almost lost his footing.

"There's only pasta at home."

"Oh, I don't care, I'm just hungry anyway, it doesn't matter if I eat whatever I want."

Qi Feiyun's footsteps stopped, and he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye.

Yan Shuang had already kicked off her leather shoes and lay down on the sofa.

As long as you are hungry, is it the same to eat anything?

Qi Feiyun lowered his eyes.

The pasta is cooked quickly and the dressing is ready-made.

Yan Shuang was hungry and ate deliciously. After eating, he said to Qi Feiyun who was sitting opposite him: "Doctor Qi, do you like Cantonese food?"

Qi Feiyun looked up at him, "It's okay."

He doesn't have any particular preference for food.

"I recommend a great Cantonese restaurant to you, are you interested in trying it?"

Eyes are shining.

Looked more serious than at any other time tonight.

Qi Feiyun lowered his head and rolled up a fork of spaghetti, "No."

The person opposite was silent for a few seconds.

"Do you know how many men want to invite me to dinner?!"

No matter how many times, Yan Shuang would always be annoyed by the situation of "whether he always suffers or not, and the scumbags don't light up".

Qi Feiyun lowered his head and said, "I know, the phone keeps vibrating."

Yan Shuang put the mobile phone in his pocket on the table.

The phone was vibrating non-stop, moving slowly along the marble table.

Qi Feiyun didn't ask such stupid questions as "why not turn off the phone".

Obviously, Yan Shuang was enjoying the fear of not getting a response from the person on the other side who kept calling.

Wouldn't it be boring if it was turned off?

"The bathroom is at the back, and the guest room is at the second to last on the left. Mr. Qin asked me to take care of you for one night, and I will take you back to school tomorrow morning."

Qi Feiyun stood up and walked towards the open kitchen with a plate.

Yan Shuang propped his face with one hand, sat at the dining table and looked at Qi Feiyun's back.

Qi Feiyun tied up her apron.

The gray apron was knotted at the back of the waist, which accentuated his broad shoulders, thin waist, and typical inverted triangle figure.

Yan Shuang nodded her lips with her little finger and smiled lightly.

Posturing.

Qin Yubai's line has been completely completed.

His plan was to wait for Wei Yichen, who was bearing the anger of the two, to find him, and to fill Wei Yichen's line in one go.

But since he is single now, and he is sleeping at the home of the mission target tonight, there is no reason to waste this night, right?This shouldn't be a violation.

The water was rushing, washing the plate in his hand, and suddenly, two arms wrapped around his waist.

Qi Feiyun's movements froze.

"Doctor Qi..."

Yan Shuang's voice was very soft, full of mist in the night.

"You look so sexy in your apron."

The water was rushing violently, splashing water droplets, hitting his forearm with rolled up sleeves, and he stretched out his hand to tighten the bridle.

Another joke?Qi Feiyun said lightly: "Let go."

Yan Shuang turned a deaf ear to it, but hugged her even tighter.

"It turns out that every man's back is similar," Yan Shuang said indifferently, "They all feel the same when hugged."

Qi Feiyun lowered his hands.

Yan Shuang has been acting at ease all night, with an indifferent attitude, and until now it seems that she is just messing with him, but the face leaning against his back is slightly hot.

"Dang--"

The plate in his hand fell to the bottom of the sink.

Qi Feiyun was silent for a while, and said, "Are you crying?"

"what--"

A short mocking syllable.

"Give me a break."

Yan Shuang raised his face, rested his chin on his shoulder, and breathed very close.

"Only men cry for me."

Qi Feiyun remained silent, his cheeks softened suddenly, he turned his face to the side, and saw Yan Shuang's red lips sliding away.

"Don't get me wrong," Yan Shuang let go of his hand, jumped onto the marble table with force with one hand, he did not cry, and his face was calm, "For me, as long as he is handsome, he is a good brother."

His eyes wandered over Qi Feiyun's handsome and upright face, he stretched out his hand and lightly hooked the cuff hanging on his forearm, lowered his eyes, and complained softly: "Why are you so careless, all the foam got on your clothes .”

Qi Feiyun looked at him, from the black hair on his forehead to his straight nose bridge and bright lips.

He had kissed those two lips.

Although Yan Shuang had already forgotten that memory, Qi Feiyun reviewed it several times in countless midnight dreams.

It was the only experience he had, and it had left its mark on his life anyway.

I want to forget, but I can't forget.

"Doctor Qi," Yan Shuang smiled, putting his hands on his shoulders, "Want to kiss?"

The living room was empty and quiet, and the two of them were in the corner of the shadow of the kitchen, almost blending into the darkness.

Still the same people, still the same problem.

Evasion is useless at all.

A curse that follows like fate.

Eyes fixed on those two red lips, refuse or accept?

No, the question he asked was: Do you want to.

The man slowly leaned down, he was approaching very slowly, as if he was ready to repent at any time, his brows were slightly furrowed, in those few seconds, he could stop every moment, but he still didn't stop in the end.

He kissed again with the boy who had kissed him the first time.

- He is sweet.