How to properly play the spare tire character

"I just mentioned you to him today, but he told me to stop talking in a very fierce tone, Ah Ci, I am very wronged."

There was water vapor in the young man's eyes, and his brows and eyes were slightly frowned, as if purely puzzled and sad.

Although Xie Ci kept telling himself that now he should completely treat Xue Zhi as a brother, it was still inevitable that he would feel sad because of the other party's repulsive attitude.

He even felt a little guilty because Xue Zhi and Su Zhi had a quarrel because of his own reasons.

He said softly: "I'm sorry, Xiao Zhi, just ignore him... Since he doesn't like it, just stop mentioning me in the future."

Su Zhi opened his eyes to look at him, his black eyes were bright and puzzled, and he asked, "Ah Ci, aren't you two best friends since childhood?"

The young man was a little angry while talking: "Ah Ci, I can't understand how good you are to him. Everything is well arranged for him. How, how can he be like this..."

Xie Ci lowered his eyes, and then raised his head with an expression on his face that didn't seem to care much. He comforted Su Zhi patiently and gently, and explained Xue Zhi's temper to Su Zhi in a not-so-friendly tone.

As if Xie Ci wanted to explain everything he knew in one go, he told Su Zhi Xue Zhi what he likes to eat, what he doesn't like to eat, what models he likes, and what assembly he hates.

He knows how to disclose all Xue Zhi's information to Su Zhi in a non-offensive tone, he is like a good brother who really only thinks about the future happiness of his friends.

Su Zhi's eyes were completely captivated by Xie Ci, he liked the way Xie Ci single-mindedly comforted and explained him, even though the other party thought he liked Xue Zhi.

Su Zhi knew that he had always been a very despicable person, and when he knew that he couldn't make Xie Ci fall in love with anyone other than Xue Zhi, he knew what he should do next.

Perhaps he has long been driven mad by his own jealousy.

When he watched Xie Ci toss and turn for Xue Zhi's words day after day, and endured a look in Xue Zhi's eyes, he thought, Xie Ci deserved it.

Obviously there is no shortage of admirers, obviously...he is always by his side.

He had noticed this person since the first time Xie Ci reached out to him in the crowd and pulled him up from the dust.People always have a fledgling complex, and Xie Ci was the first person Su Zhi met in B University.

Before that, Su Zhi didn't have a single friend.

Perhaps his gloom has long been traced. Since childhood, he has always been a lonely person, as gloomy as a poisonous mushroom growing in a dirty corner.

How did he become what he is now, only because of Xie Ci.

When you like someone, you will unconsciously imitate this person, like everything he likes, try all the styles of the other person, hide all your aversions and aversions, and melt all the ice between the two with a smile.

But no matter what it turns into, even Xie Ci's favorite plays, books, and cameras are nothing compared to Xue Zhi.

Su Zhi hated Xie Ci's stubbornness, but also loved his devotion.

He buried himself on Xie Ci's shoulder and wept pretentiously, his shallow breath dyed the other's neck red, as if deliberately not feeling the stiffness of Xie Ci's body, he wanted to make Xie Ci unable to refuse him.

Xie Ci patted Su Zhi's shoulder lightly, almost sighing: "Xiao Zhi, you have to be good."

You guys are good, the love that never sees the light of day in my heart can be buried in the mud, completely resigned to fate.

There is a limit to how much stress a person can bear.

In class, the professor was talking eloquently using a famous classic painting as an example, and the classroom was drowsy.

Xie Ci was extremely sober, but in fact, his low fever had not subsided at this time, and it was the vibration of the mobile phone that woke him up.

Xie Ci's palms were slightly wet with fine sweat, watching a message nicknamed number 1 that popped up on his mobile phone, he clenched his fingers almost stressfully, until his knuckles were blue-gray.

It's Zhou Yaoshan.

The other party asked him: Xiao Ci, what are you doing?

It was obviously very common, even a casual sentence, but it made Xie Ci close his eyes tightly and his complexion pale.

Xie Ci wanted to pretend that he didn't see it, but he was timid about the other party's threats and methods, and finally he reluctantly responded: "I'm in class."

It took 5 minutes for the message to come back.

"Take a picture and show me."

Xie Ci gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with boredom and impatience.

Zhou Yaoshan is an out-and-out control freak. He clearly sent someone to watch him all the time, but he wanted Xie Ci to report his daily itinerary to him willingly as if he were reporting work.

Like now, he even asked him to take pictures.

Xie Ci didn't want to offend the other party over such a trivial matter, he knew very well that he didn't have the ability to resist at the moment, so he could only compromise and casually took a photo of the classroom and sent it to the other party.

Another 5 minutes, no more than a second, no less, the other party sent another message: "Well, are you still wearing the clothes I asked you to wear last time?"

As soon as this message was sent, it almost caused Xie Ci's entire face to burn red in an instant.

Not shy, not embarrassed, but disgusted, disgusted, and self-abandoned.

Who would have thought that the normally elegant and elegant young man, after shedding his well-dressed outer skin, would actually be wearing thong pants that are so flamboyant in private?

Xie Ci almost wanted to smash the phone, wishing he could goug the eyes of the person on the other side of the phone.

Maybe it was because I didn't get a reply for a long time, and the other party sent another sentence after 3 minutes: "Xiao Ci, show me the picture."

Xie Ci took a deep breath and tried to raise his eyes to see the distracted crowd on the right, but as soon as he raised his head, he saw Xue Zhi at a glance.

The other party's attention was obviously on him all the time, saying that he came to class, I'm afraid he didn't listen to a word.

Xie Ci shook his hand, and immediately turned his gaze away. Facing Xue Zhi, he only felt like a prickly prick.

The phone continued to vibrate, and this time, the other party said, "I'll give you 15 minutes, or does Xiaoci want to come to see me every night this week?"

This is the most brilliant thing about Zhou Yaoshan, he will never let the prey make their own choices, he sets a time, a date, so that Xie Ci will willingly walk into his trap.

Sure enough, within a short while, Zhou Yaoshan received a reply.

"it is good."

This is a compromise.

There were still about 10 minutes until get out of class was over, Xie Ci slowly raised his hand, his face pale as paper.

He lied that he was sick and wanted to leave first to go to the infirmary. Xie Ci has always been a celebrity in front of all the professors. He is well-educated, gentle and elegant, can handle everything just right, and has always been at the top of his studies. No teacher would not like such a student.

So Xie Ci easily asked for leave.

With his head down, he walked slowly to the roof of the sealed school.

There are fewer shelters on the roof, and a shallow gust of wind seems to be unbearable.

It was still clean, Xie Ci leaned against the dark wall, shaking his hands, his slender wrist bones resting on the belt around his waist.

His waist is really thin, and his legs are so long that people are jealous. When he took off his outer pants, he was straight and slender, and his hair was not even thick.

Xie Ci gritted his teeth and quickly pressed the camera.

His breathing was too fast, and his white and straight legs turned pale and faint pink because of contact with the air, and he was shaking.

Because of shame, and self-defeating.

Xue Zhi never thought that he would see Xie Ci like this.

The belt around the young man's waist was untied, and the somewhat thin suit pants fell a little above the knees. There was a thin black rope between the hip bones connecting a piece of thin and thin fabric.

It can't cover anything, and a small hole is sunk in the waist, but it looks more and more seductive.

This was Xue Zhi's appearance that he had never seen before. Those dignified and refined things were torn to pieces by that man himself.

Xue Zhi's heart was beating extremely fast, and there seemed to be a kind of collapse in his mind, and a charming thought that he had never had before took root in the depths of his mind.

Until Xie Ci sent a voice to the phone with a hoarse voice, he said wearily: "Are you satisfied?"

Satisfied, who is satisfied?What are you satisfied with?

Xue Zhi felt absurd for a moment.

Xie Ci was still suffering from a low fever. After taking the photo, he fastened his belt and supported his body with difficulty. When he looked up, he saw a figure standing still at the entrance of the rooftop.

That shadow was a familiar person that he didn't even dare to look at.

For an instant, Xie Ci's breathing was stagnant, and he could feel his whole body's blood seem to be flowing backwards, his fingertips were cold and trembling as if he would die in the next second.

His face was too pale, and there was a hint of gray despair in his face. He lowered his head silently, looking pitifully like a sinner waiting for the final judgment.

Xue Zhi bit the tip of his tongue violently, and managed to calm down. He asked, "Xie Ci, who were you chatting with just now?"

The air suddenly fell silent, Xue Zhi didn't know how long he had been waiting, but he still remembered Xie Ci's expression that day.

It was an indescribable calm, or a complete abandonment, the appearance of giving up on oneself and giving up.

The other party straightened the corners of his clothes, put his hands flat on his sides, and his face was cold, as if he had regained his former elegance and calmness.

He asked back, "What do you think?"

It was clearly a calm tone, but Xue Zhi almost had a feeling of being squeezed and suffocated.

The old friends don't know when they started to become strangers step by step. They no longer have a tacit understanding, no longer look at each other and smile, and are no longer high-spirited.

Xie Ci didn't wait for his answer, he passed him and walked into the silent and dark corridor alone.

But Xue Zhi held him back.

This was the first time Xue Zhi sent out such a signal similar to admitting defeat. He may have struggled, and his palms were wet with fine sweat, but he still refused to let go of him.

Xue Zhi said, "Xie Ci, don't go."

Suddenly, Xie Ci seemed to think of the winter when he was ten years old. The young Xue Zhi led him out of the black attic. The cold Xie family was in darkness, but Xie Ci seemed to be able to see the light.

The young Xue Zhi said to him: "Xie Ci, come with me."

Times have changed, and they no longer have the determination to go their own way.

Xie Ci lowered his eyelids, he really rarely spoke to Xue Zhi in such a cold tone, so that his voice trembled unskillfully, he said: "Ah Zhi, I thought you should know that I liked you. "

From 15 to 21, so stop doing these misleading things.

Xue Zhi was stunned, not even knowing when he let go of his hands.

Xie Ci didn't look at him, but he seemed to see himself through him. He already knew the end he would face when he uttered the words that had been hidden for many years. It wasn't until the end of the silence that Xie Ci said softly: "Ah Zhi, that's it." Come on, be nice with Xiaozhi."