How to properly play the spare tire character

Xie Ci never thought that there would be a day when he would step into the Zhou family's old house.

Following Zhou Yaoshan's pace, he walked into this cramped prison like countless nights before.

But this time was different again.

The gloomy and damp paintings disappeared, the color of the lights became warm, books filled all the blanks and carved wooden frames, and photos of film and forest scenery were almost everywhere.

On the wall directly in front of the hall was a huge self-portrait of a European-style lord, which was gloomy and cramped, but now it was replaced by an oil portrait of a forest castle with rich colors, quietness and elegance.

It can be said that this old house seems to have changed from a monster's lair to an isolated island full of stars and breeze.

Obviously, this is the result of the careful arrangement of the owner of the house, but the young man who has been flattered remains indifferent from beginning to end.

Xie Ci even turned his face away in a sleepy way, his slender knuckles were stretched hard, and there was an indescribable sense of resistance all over his body.

He said, "What exactly does Mr. Zhou want to do?"

Zhou Yaoshan didn't care about the alienation of the other party, he sat on the soft sofa, first lit a slender cigarette, and then pressed it out in the transparent ashtray when he saw Xie Ci's slightly frowning brows.

He straightened his body and leaned back, the curly hair on his forehead hanging down a bit.

Zhou Yaoshan's tone was very relaxed, as if he had no purpose, just chatting: "Xiaoci seems to have misunderstood me."

With a smile on his lips, he said nonchalantly: "We are a fiancée couple and we are about to get married. Isn't it natural for me to pick you up to the Zhou family's old house?"

Xie Ci couldn't understand the meaning of the other person's words for a moment, his back that was still tingling after taking the medicine became more and more sore, and he looked at the man sitting on the sofa with black eyes.

He asked, "Zhou Yaoshan, what do you mean?"

The young man's voice was hoarse and low, giving people the illusion that he was about to suffocate to death while soaking in the damp and salty sea water.

Zhou Yaoshan put on a smile, his complexion faded, he raised his fingertips to sweep the cigarette ash around his wrist, and said calmly: "Xiao Ci, the Zhou family will marry the Xie family."

This sentence was like a fishbone stuck into Xie Ci's throat, Zhou Yaoshan was reminding him, or maybe it was irony, it was his good father who pushed him into the fire pit himself.

Xie Ci's whole face was unbelievably pale, he didn't say a word, just looked at Zhou Yaoshan silently, the young man's eyes were gray, like embers after a wildfire.

"Zhou Yaoshan." He raised his eyes, and faint cracks appeared on his gentle face: "You are really disgusting."

"Clap" sound.

The silver engraved lighter flickered with flames, and Zhou Yaoshan lit the slender cigarette end, letting the mist rise.

The man frowned and took a puff of his cigarette. He seemed to have encountered some difficulty, and looked at Xie Ci with those dark eyes without saying a word.

Xie Ci's body began to tremble subconsciously, this was his almost instinctive reaction to Zhou Yaoshan.

He thought that the other party would at least get angry, or come up with some new threatening moves, but Zhou Yaoshan didn't, he just stared at his face strangely and deeply, without even showing any anger.

Xie Ci tried to calm himself down.

Reason told him that Zhou Yaoshan at most regarded him as something for fun, but the erratic and bad premonition in his heart made him uneasy again.

He organized his thoughts, made his face less rigid, and tried to negotiate with the other party: "Zhou Yaoshan, you are a businessman, and maximizing your interests is your pursuit. If you want to annex Xie's family, I can help you too. You should be clear about the relationship between me and my father. Marriage is just a bad idea, and Xie's will even affect Zhou's stock in the future. Zhou's decline will only cause more losses, and you don't need to do this at all. "

The young man's face was pale, but the order in his words was extremely clear. He was rarely so calm in front of Zhou Yaoshan: "If you just need a marriage partner, or a sex partner, the best choice is not me."

Zhou Yaoshan listened quietly, keeping his expression on his face, but the veins on the back of his hands were slightly exposed, and the cigarette butt was slightly distorted.

The air was silent for a while, he pushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, smoothed his sleeves slowly, and said lightly, "Xiao Ci, you probably made a mistake, what is Xie Shi?"

He paused, the tip of his tongue touched his chin, and he looked at Xie Ci with a half-smile: "I want you to be my wife."

Xie Ci suddenly let go of his clenched fingertips, his expression was a little distorted because he couldn't hold back, and he even carried a bit of sarcasm: "Zhou Yaoshan, don't you like me, that's why you want to marry me?"

Zhou Yaoshan stared straight at Xie Ci with dark and empty eyes, and smiled: "What if I say yes?"

Xie Ci pulled his lips and sneered: "Mr. Zhou really knows how to joke."

The young man straightened up, his back was almost soaked in cold sweat, but he still said calmly: "It's getting late, I'll leave first."

His back is very straight, looking like a green pine tree from a distance, as if even the heavy snow can't crush the tenacity in the young man's bones.

Zhou Yaoshan stroked his icy finger bones, and the unwillingness surging in his heart and lungs covered his brows and eyes with a layer of frost.

He had clearly smashed the rebellious bones of the opponent's body inch by inch. Zhou Yaoshan remembered Xie Ci showing weakness to him and begging for mercy, and he also remembered the appearance of the opponent's self-defeating and on the verge of collapse.

But once he slacked off a bit, he made himself invulnerable again by convenience.

How could there be such a person, even if he used all means to deal with him, he couldn't make him look at him directly.

Xie Ci didn't go back to Xie's house, nor did he go to Xue's house, he went to find a small hotel for the night.

Because he didn't bring his ID card, he paid more rent.

Xie Ci didn't use his mobile phone to pay, and gave almost all of the few hundred yuan left on him to the boss.

That night, he fell asleep wrapped in frost, but he was rarely peaceful.

The next morning Xie Ci was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door, and he pressed his temples to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a slightly overweight middle-aged man who was the owner of this small hotel.

When the boss saw that he opened the door, he wanted to return the deposit from last night to him, and drove him away without stopping.

Without going into details, the only thing is that someone from above came back to check, Xie Ci is equivalent to a black household without an ID card, he dare not keep more.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, the days were getting longer, and the sunlight outside the hotel window was pouring in scorchingly. When Xie Ci passed by the corner of the stairs, he could faintly see a black figure.

The other party watched him quietly, like a dark shadow in a white oil painting.

Xie Ci raised her eyebrows to cover her eyes, and left without saying a word.

Of course he knew who sent it, Zhou Yaoshan did it on purpose, the other party just wanted him to find out, and let him understand that he couldn't escape or avoid it.

He wanted him to be caught without a fight.

Under this almost suffocating control, Xie Ci couldn't help but feel an unspeakable sense of being strangled and collapsed.

He knew that Zhou Yaoshan was forcing him to make a choice, but this time the other party learned to use the emotions in human society as a foreshadowing. In the other party's seemingly "affectionate" eyes, Xie Ci only felt a kind of vile, The stickiness of being ruled by privilege.

Xie Ci did not compromise, but in Zhou Yaoshan's eyes his stubbornness was just a ridiculous pride.

Xie Ci was standing on the street, he didn't know where he should go, he went back to Xie's house but was sent back again, and going to Xue's house also added trouble to the kind-hearted couple.

He couldn't rent a house, and he couldn't find a job. There was a message in his phone telling him that his bank card had been frozen. Even though Xie Ci had a sum of money that belonged to him, he couldn't even use it.

No one can help him.

The sun shone on him, as if trying to dry him out.

A friend request and message popped up on the mobile phone with only ten batteries left.

"Xiaoci, let's talk."

Xie Ci's gentle and white face was faintly sweating, he didn't even read the message, and pressed his fingertips on the screen with such force that he seemed to crush the person who sent this message.

The sky had turned to dusk and the lights had just come on, but Xie Ci felt that he was about to merge with the shadows under these lights.

He fell asleep in the gradually empty and cold time, and had a sweet dream.

In the dream, he and Xue Zhi had a crush on each other since they were young, and they naturally revealed their feelings for each other. Xue Zhi did not meet Su Zhi, Xie Ci, nor Zhou Yaoshan. They got together logically and got married naturally.

The godfather whose picture stays in the auditorium asked him: "Are you willing to accept him as your legal husband, regardless of poverty, wealth, illness, injury, love him forever, and treat him faithfully?"

Before Xie Ci answered, he felt a biting chill on his wrist.

The world after opening his eyes has already been turned upside down.

The room in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar, and it was the style Xie Ci would like. The mild light-toned blue partitions were laid around the walls, and there were some vines and green plants on the window sills. It was the master bedroom of the Zhou family's old house where he had lived for countless days and nights.

Zhou Yaoshan was beside him, and there was light anger in his dark and empty eyes.

Xie Ci thought he was still in a dream, but in the next second, the man gently pressed down on his shoulder, his voice was wet and gloomy: "Xiao Ci, who did you dream about?"

Zhou Yaoshan's wrist trembled slightly, and his muscles were tense, giving people a slight sense of restraint that was about to lose control.

Only then did Xie Ci wake up completely, but at the moment of waking up, he really felt a kind of nightmare-like despair.

His gentle and thin face was tense, and countless curses and disgust were stuck in his throat.

The young man stared at the man coldly, and after a while he smiled meanly, and said coldly, "Shouldn't Mr. Zhou be very clear about who I'm going to dream about?"

"Is there anyone else besides Xue Zhi, you?"

He looked at the man in front of him mockingly, his attitude was almost self-defeating, he broke the jar, and showed everything naked in front of him.

Yes, he just likes Xue Zhi, but hates and disgusts Zhou Yaoshan.If Zhou Yaoshan has the ability to kill him, as long as he can survive, one day, he must pay back everything the other party has imposed on him.

Zhou Yaoshan's complexion turned blue, and he squeezed the young man's hand harder and harder. The veins on the back of his pale hand were bulging, giving people the illusion that the blood vessels were about to burst.

Every word Xie Ci said hurt him so much.

Jealousy burned the mechanical parts in his skull, causing Zhou Yaoshan to have the illusion that his reason was falling apart.

All along, the man with excellent restraint completely cast his eyes down at this moment. He pressed the young man's hands firmly on the pillow, and his smile had a sense of confusion after losing control.

Xie Ci was trembling all over, kicking his feet extremely hard, the curve of his calf muscles was so beautiful and smooth that people couldn't help but worship him.

Adult males have great strength, but Zhou Yaoshan's strength is even greater. Xie Ci struggled with all his strength and couldn't break free. In addition, he hadn't eaten for a day, and he was already on the verge of collapse.

Zhou Yaoshan tied Xie Ci's hands tightly to the side of the bed with the black tie on the bedside table. He looked down at the collapsed young man from a high position, and the corners of his mouth curved a little strangely.

"Xiao Ci, do you still remember what I told you about my mother?"

"There is a medicine that can conceive a man." Zhou Yaoshan paused, he managed to see Xie Ci's frightened eyes, and smiled, "Xiao Ci, give me a baby?"

Xie Ci was completely locked up in Zhou's old house.

To be precise, they were locked in the master bedroom where the two lived together before.

Zhou Yaoshan removed the lights in the room, he did not allow anyone to talk to Xie Ci, all the books and poetry collections were removed, the whole room was empty, only Xie Ci was left.

Xie Ci could only see Zhou Yaoshan during the day and night.

Zhou Yaoshan has used this method to deal with many targets, and they usually can't last long, and within three months they will start begging for mercy and become as docile as a dog.

But Zhou Yaoshan didn't want to drive the young man to a dead end, he didn't need Xie Ci to be completely obedient like a puppet doll, he just wanted Xie Ci to love him.

After all, he is a person who wants to live a lifetime, and he is not willing to part with it.

Zhou Yaoshan calculated the time and only planned to punish Guan Xieci for a month.

He originally thought that according to Xie Ci's stubborn temperament, he might still need to work hard for a while.

Unexpectedly, after only half a month, Xie Ci could no longer bear it.

Those beautiful black eyes were full of fear, and his voice, which had not spoken for a long time, was slightly hoarse. He looked at Zhou Yaoshan with difficulty and said, "Don't leave me here alone."

His short hair has grown to a little below the base of the ears, and under the short black hair are star-spotted earlobes, soft and supple like a newborn small animal, which makes people feel an urge to raise them.

Zhou Yaoshan couldn't refuse such kindness.

In fact, Zhou Yaoshan has never been a person who is easy to soften his heart. He holds grudges, is indifferent, and uses unscrupulous methods, but this does not prevent him from being helpless against Xie Ci.

As long as the young man softened a little towards him, Zhou Yaoshan would no longer be able to harden his heart.

He took Xie Ci's hand, comforted him with a soft voice, and promised Xie Ci that he would treat him well.

He said, we will always be together, Xiaoci, I will take you away.

Xie Ci let him lead, and Zhou Yaoshan could clearly feel the other party's shrinking the moment he opened the door.

The outside light poured warmly on the carpet, everything was gentle and bright, as if all the darkness would be dispelled,

Logically speaking, this should be what Xie Ci desired, but in fact the young man's palms began to sweat abnormally, and his eyes were full of fear, resistance, and anxiety.

It's not normal.

Zhou Yaoshan seldom regretted anything, but when the other hand of the young man clasped the door frame firmly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, it still hurt him for a moment.

He only thought that Xie Ci was frightened, so he gently coaxed him to step out of the lacquered wood door frame.

Xie Ci lowered his head, his shoulders were trembling, and even when the other party tried to hold his wrist again, he bit the back of Zhou Yaoshan's hand hard.

The lower part of Xie Ci's eye sockets was red, and his black eyes were so dark that no light could see through. The strength of his biting was almost palpitating - as if he wanted to swallow the opponent's flesh and blood.

Zhou Yaoshan didn't speak, even his expression didn't change at all, his pale face was bloodless, but his dark eyes showed a bit of softness.

He let the young man bite and vent almost indulgently, and slowly patted the other's tense back with the other hand.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Yaoshan only felt that the wound had become unconscious, and the young man finally let go of his teeth.

There was bright red blood hanging on the side of Xie Ci's lips, and the beautifully curved lips trembled slightly.

The young man's slender knuckles were grasped stiffly in a strange posture. His snow-white flesh was morbidly reminiscent of the color of medical cotton swabs. With his eyes half closed, his whole body was like scattered duckweed in a pond.

Zhou Yaoshan lowered his hand slowly, as if he wanted to touch the nearly broken young man in front of him, but he finally stopped.

He called his personal doctor, Xie Ci couldn't stand upright at that time, he was as weak as a butterfly about to die, but when others wanted to approach him, the young man would try his best to resist.

His eyes were dazed, his consciousness was confused, and it was even more difficult for him to walk blindly in the snow.

He stretched out his hand to Zhou Yaoshan, like a newborn child, retaining his trust.

Zhou Yaoshan only felt that a bunch of hot fireworks seemed to be burning in his chest, and he didn't know if it was a dream come true or trembling regret.

The private doctor injected the young man with a tranquilizer and told Zhou Yaoshan that Xie Ci might suffer from severe claustrophobia.

The private doctor looked at the sleepy young man on the bed with pity, and said: "Generally speaking, mild to moderate patients will have a sense of panic and suffocation in a closed and dark space, and patients with severe claustrophobia staying in a closed room is equivalent to Stuffed him into a glass bottle without oxygen, he has no strength, wandering between suffocation and breathing every second."

"For half a month of closed life, the patient may feel that he has died countless times."

The room was silent for a long time, and Zhou Yaoshan had a feeling of tinnitus for a moment.

He didn't know when the doctor left, or what he had ordered to the housekeeper.

Zhou Yaoshan only heard the housekeeper tell him that several pieces of the bedding in the master bedroom were torn, which didn't look like they were torn, but more like people or animals biting them with their teeth.

But Zhou Yaoshan knew how proud Xie Ci was.

It wasn't until this time that Zhou Yaoshan clearly realized how stupid things he did back then.

He trampled on a gentle young man who loved life and tried to survive, humiliated him, used him, and persecuted him.

Now, he still wants to say that he loves him.

The warm lights shone on people, but they couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

Layers upon layers of coldness made Zhou Yaoshan tense his arms, and the wound bitten by the young man glowed bright red.

Half of Zhou Yaoshan's face was hidden in the shadows, and the exposed part of his flesh was reminiscent of the top light in the mortuary. After a long while, he said hoarsely: "Xiaoci, I'm sorry."

Xie Ci fell into a coma for two days, and after waking up, he never saw Zhou Yaoshan again.

One thing changed is that Zhou Yaoshan no longer imprisoned him, Xie Ci can come in and out of Zhou's house freely, and even leave.

But Xie Ci has no desire to go out at all, he always sits on the sofa, flipping through the poetry collections that he has read countless times.

His words became less and less.

The lights of Zhou's old house were illuminated day and night, and they never went dark again.

The early morning sky was a bit foggy, and the simple black-and-white office was pitch black, only the lit computer screen and a faint red glow, and the smoke was lingering.

Zhou Yaoshan supported his forehead with one hand, and put the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray.

The black and blue under his eyes became more and more obvious, and a bit of stubble appeared on his chin, and the fine red bloodshot eyes in the white of his eyes became even more frightening when reflected by the dim light of the computer screen.

Zhou Yaoshan gave a low cough, and looked at the sleeping young man in the bedroom on the other side of the screen without blinking his black eyes.

Xie Ci slept very restlessly, with a slight frown between his brows, the eyeballs under his eyelids kept moving, his hands were tightly clutching the quilt, and his breathing gave a feeling of being out of breath.

Zhou Yaoshan immediately clicked on another monitor on the screen, and ordered the servant who was always waiting in the kitchen of the old house to deliver a cup of hot milk.

Sure enough, the young man in the bedroom opened his eyes suddenly, his breathing was very rapid, and his eyes stared at the void out of focus.

The young man was not fully awake, even when he drank milk, he was stiff and mechanical.

But fortunately, after finishing the drink, he regained his senses, the night terror reaction faded away, his complexion became slightly rosy, and he fell asleep peacefully again.

The medicine in the system mall is really easy to use, this is the first time that Zhou Yaoshan is thankful that he has enough points.

The high-level world is developing rapidly, and the bodies of new humans are being developed and strengthened to the maximum extent, but various genetic defects are also emerging one after another.

The level of medical care cannot keep up, and the biggest manifestation is that the medicines are extremely expensive.

A sedative medicine is enough to cover the wages of many ordinary people for nearly ten years, but it is expensive for a reason. This kind of medicine can calm human genes to the greatest extent, and has an excellent effect on psychological state and panic response.

Zhou Yaoshan exchanged dozens of them at once, and almost squandered all the five world points he earned earlier.

But the effect is good, Xie Ci's condition is much better than at the beginning.

Zhou Yaoshan is a person who rarely relies on external things. Even in the villain department with a high risk factor, he still chooses to forcibly unbind the system, and even hardly uses the system mall.

Such people can be regarded as a clear stream in the villain department. After all, it is normal for them to experience swords and fires, nine thunders and human tragedies.

Many people in the villain department would choose to use stand-in puppets and other foreign objects to resist, but Zhou Yaoshan is a pervert because he carried it by himself.

He has no empathy, nor does he have empathy for himself.

Therefore, his budding feelings for Xie Ci are like roses blooming among the ruins.

No one will understand how the cold mechanical brain operates human emotions. He forcibly changed his sole purpose of climbing up, broke through the shell made of heavy steel bars, and put the youth into his core.

When he realized that Xie Ci was different from him, he became an ordinary man in the world.