How to properly play the spare tire character

After Xu Heyun left, Xie Ci gently supported Qi Jingcheng. The man was very tall, half a head taller than him. At this time, the other party's head was hanging slightly, and his warm breath sprayed on Xie Ci Zhubai's neck.

They were so close that Xie Ci could even smell another faint men's perfume mixed with her husband's body.

It is neither thick nor light, like a gust of wind engulfing the fragrance of flowers, but it is enough to suffocate the youth.

Xie Ci closed his eyes patiently, even though his emotions were approaching the critical point, his movements were still cautious and gentle.

His mind was in a mess, his pale fingertips trembled slightly, and he helped Qi Jingcheng into the bathroom.

Xie Ci silently put away the bath water. The pajamas had been prepared long ago. He slowly unbuttoned Qi Jingcheng's black blouse, and his deep black eyes unconsciously glanced at her husband's neck and collarbone.

No trace.

He didn't know if her husband had betrayed him. Xie Ci felt like an ostrich now. He even thought that as long as Qi Jingcheng didn't say anything, didn't continue to associate with those people, and didn't ask him for a divorce, he could treat everything never happened.

It was midnight, and Xie Ci was holding a white bath towel. He was worried that Qi Jingcheng would get too drunk and lose consciousness, so he planned to help Qi Jingcheng take a bath.

It was alright when he first wiped his upper body, Qi Jingcheng didn't move much, but now his calm eyes were clouded with mist, and he looked a little dazed.

But when Xie Ci wiped the other party's legs, the husband who was still obedient just now suddenly grabbed his arm tightly, and his hazy black eyes seemed to become deep and cold in an instant.

Qi Jingcheng's strength is actually not very strong, but Xie Ci's body is prone to injury, he is extremely sensitive to pain, and he couldn't help crying out in pain for a moment.

Even under the cover of the white mist in the bathroom, a small bruise could still be vaguely seen on the young man's white wrist.

Qi Jingcheng was still drunk, but he should be somewhat conscious. The man frowned, looking very cold, and said, "Don't touch me."

Xie Ci held his injured wrist, his eyes were stunned for a moment.

This was the first time since he and Qi Jingcheng had been together for so many years, that the other party spoke to him in such a cold, bored and unfamiliar tone.

Even when they first met, Qi Jingcheng never spoke to him in this tone.

In fact, as the closest partner, you can completely feel whether the other party still loves you or not.

The long-haired young man lowered his head slightly, black hair rings fell from the end of his hair, and the long hair like a waterfall was condensed by the water mist, and it was a bit messy wrapped around his slender neck.

The corners of his eyes were red, probably because of grievance, but the young man's tone was still so gentle and submissive, he said softly: "Okay, you wash it yourself, be careful not to drop it. The dry towels are put in the basket next to it, and the underwear is in the basket." On the shelf next to it..."

Xie Ci's voice was too soft, even if it fell into the ears of the restless Qi Jingcheng, it was still extremely noisy. The man frowned, and said drunkenly, "Get out."

Xie Ci closed his eyes. For a moment, he felt helpless and his hands and feet were cold. He straightened up gently: "Okay."

The young man walked out of the bathroom in two steps, and gently closed the door.

After closing the door, he didn't move or leave, he just lowered his eyes, with a pale breath on his face, like a silent and damaged statue.

The only thing that distinguishes the young man from the statue is his pair of red eyes.

A door seems to separate two worlds.

Qi Jingcheng was dizzy at this moment, he barely supported his body, and stared at the black hair ring that fell on the ground.

Suddenly, a head of smooth black hair appeared in his mind. There was no doubt that this was Xie Ci's leftover hair tie.

Qi Jingcheng stretched out his hand and slowly twisted the hair tie. After looking at it for a while, he didn't know what kind of mentality he had, and finally put the very ordinary black hair tie on his right hand.

The man took a deep breath, trying to calm down slowly.

But it was obvious that he couldn't calm down at all at this moment, the wine with great stamina was volatilizing in his mind, like the weeds in the wilderness were burned away by the vigorous sky fire.

This decadent state was maintained until Qi Jingcheng completely broke out when he stumbled into his pajamas and stood in front of the large mirror in the bathroom.

The man in the mirror is him, but it's not him. The face that is exactly the same as that of his elder brother Qi Mingcheng makes him feel extremely bored even if he takes a second look.

After Qi Jingcheng came to this world, he rarely looked in the mirror, and it could even be said that he hated it.

The face of "Qi Jingcheng" reminds him of his past failures and incompetence all the time, as if it was a bad joke made by the heavens, to make him live in Qi Mingcheng's shadow forever.

The ear-piercing sound of glass breaking came from the bathroom, and Xie Ci pushed the door anxiously without any time to think.

The slender phalanx of his husband's right hand was covered with ruptured wounds and blood, the other's forehead was covered with blue veins, his eyes were red, and he was staring at himself in the broken mirror.

Qi Jingcheng's eyes were extremely cold, he looked at the face of the person in the mirror, even with a bit of hatred.

For a moment, Xie Ci almost thought that he had misread.

In this world, where would anyone look at him with such hateful eyes.

He couldn't understand his husband very well. Qi Jingcheng was never a person who hated himself.

In fact, in many places, as long as Xie Ci goes to clear the fog and think about it, he can find strange and unusual places.

But at this moment, the young man really didn't have time to think about it. He was worried about her husband's injury, so he held his hand with one hand, and helped Qi Jingcheng out of the bathroom with the other hand.

Qi Jingcheng was very obedient at the moment, he was silent, his eyes were drooping, his black hair was wet by the mist, hanging in front of his eyes, like a big dog that just fell into the water, half-shakingly followed Xie Ci Side all the way into the bedroom.

Xie Ci told him to sit and he sat down, Xie Ci asked him to stretch out his hand and he stretched out his hand.

Xie Ci dipped some iodophor with a cotton swab and applied it on the back of the man's unsightly hands. There were even some glass residues in some wounds. Xie Ci gritted his teeth and picked them out for him before bandaging them up.

The warm light shone on the two of them, casting a soft light shadow.

Xie Ci's bandaging technique was very gentle, as if he was afraid that Qi Jingcheng would suffer a little.His temperament is too gentle and easy to bully. Usually when his partner is suspected of cheating, he comes home so late after drinking, and even speaks sarcasticly to others. Who can bear it without showing any emotion?

Xie Ci was different, he didn't even ask Qi Jingcheng why he suddenly made such an act of hurting himself, Xie Ci was always so sensible and considerate, so it was easy to make people feel guilty.

After bandaging, Xie Ci packed up the family medicine box, cooked a bowl of hangover soup for her husband, waited for the servant to drink it slowly, and then went to bed and spread the quilt.

Qi Jingcheng seemed to have fallen asleep, and the other party had his back turned to him, unable to see his face clearly.

Xie Ci only silently turned on a small wall lamp, it was too late, it was already one o'clock in the morning, but he couldn't sleep.

He will always recall the photos sent by that strange number, and the strange male fragrance in his breath seems to have not dissipated.He still minded, how could he not mind?

The husband hugged other youths younger than him for intimacy where he couldn't see, but resisted him even getting closer.

His long black hair was twisted around his neck, not as soft as before, but his master was in no mood to take care of him. Xie Ci stared blankly at the curtains with his eyes open, and suddenly felt a pair of warm hands lightly on his back. Hold his waist.

Warm, as if with a bit of comfort and rare tenderness.

Xie Ci's body was slightly stiff, but he didn't dare not turn his head, so he just silently lowered his eyes.

He couldn't tell what Qi Jingcheng meant.

The other party's movements continued. The long-haired young man was gently hugged by the man with his slender waist, which was an extremely gentle and compassionate gesture.

Xie Ci was curled up, and Qi Jingcheng completely wrapped and hugged him.

Presumably the other party must be sober.

The man's voice was somewhat apologetic, and he said, "Ah Ci, I'm sorry, today is my problem, I shouldn't talk to you like that."

Hearing what he said, Xie Ci's heart softened almost instantly. He turned his face slightly to look at her husband, the corners of his eyes were still a little red, and the warm light made his eyes water-colored. He pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, You usually work very hard, and some emotions are normal."

Too gentle, even a little timid and careful.

For a moment, Qi Jingcheng seemed to hear the beating in his own chest, which was a kind of throbbing that had already grown up.

At this time, the few lines of small white characters that were slowly fading away in front of him seemed to no longer be the whole purpose of manipulating his behavior, and the last rule seemed to no longer attract him so crazily.

Qi Jingcheng is a businessman. He should have paid more attention to maximizing his profits. He played the role of the original owner at the beginning in order to obtain "everything he wants within the rules".

He is a smart person, and he can easily find the breakthrough point that the rules tell him.

He is 'Qi Jingcheng', and he is also Qi Jingcheng. At the beginning, he really couldn't destroy the original owner's character design, but as he lived and acted in this world, he gradually revealed his own principles of doing things from small details, and did not If others feel that something is wrong, he can completely replace the original owner.

After all, the rules clearly state that he has the right to change everything freely.

Qi Jingcheng calculated almost everything just right, but Xie Ci was the only exception in his plan.

The rules mean that he needs to play the original owner's life. Qi Jingcheng originally planned to slowly cool down with Xie Ci, and he did it, hitting the young man's heart that wanted to be close to him countless times.Every time, he watched with cold eyes.

Qi Jingcheng didn't want to procrastinate, but Xie Ci was undoubtedly a difficult person to deal with. The other party was almost dead set on the original owner. According to the original owner's personality at the time, Qi Jingcheng couldn't even mention divorce.

But now Qi Jingcheng felt a kind of secret happiness in his heart, he had to admit that he was indeed interested in Xie Ci.

He has never taken a step because he knows that he is not the original owner, which is undoubtedly a deception to the youth, and his sense of morality prevents him from doing such a shameless thing.

But when people are always selfish, selfish desires are endless.

For a moment, Qi Jingcheng even wished that he was the original 'Qi Jingcheng'.

But now there seems to be no difference, he is indeed Qi Jingcheng now, the Qi Jingcheng in Xie Ci's eyes.

And he will be Qi Jingcheng for the rest of his life.