How to properly play the spare tire character

Do you have such an illusion?

It is clear that you have never dealt with such a person who suddenly appeared in your life, and you didn't even know that there was such a person before. Now that you meet it, it only takes one glance to create an illusion of ten thousand years.

It wasn't love at first sight, more like an irresistible knee-jerk attraction.

Xie Ci sat opposite the young man, the heat from the hot pot rose, as if it could atomize the surrounding air.

Qi Mingcheng reached out to put a plate of fish dumplings into the pot. The two clearly met for the second time, but the atmosphere was unusually harmonious. Qi Mingcheng acted very skillfully, as if he was a regular customer of this shop.

They chatted a lot, Qi Mingcheng is a person who is very good at chatting, his tone and speech attitude are very polite, he is very relaxed, and the topic with Xie Ci is also a daily life that makes people unguarded.

Xie Ci actually doubted the authenticity of the 'coincidence', and even guessed whether the other party approached him for some purpose.

But as long as Xie Ci sees Qi Mingcheng's eyes that seem to be wrapped in calm sea water, his thoughts seem to be pulled by a string.

It was a wondrous feeling, for little or no reason, his instinct to trust the other.

It's like an innate trust.

Qi Mingcheng picked up the soup spoon, he was obviously in a good mood, the arch of his eyebrows was slightly curved, the young man picked up the fish dumplings floating in the pot, and with his left arm, he naturally picked up the shrimp dumplings with the public chopsticks and put them into Xie Ci's bowl.

Such a posture is very uncomfortable for ordinary people, but Qi Mingcheng's movements are extremely proficient. The other party even carefully picked the peppercorns from the shrimp dumplings, and smiled at the young man.

Intimate, ambiguous, but somewhat indescribably warm.

It seems that he has made fish dumplings for Xie Ci countless times.

Xie Ci paused in a daze for a moment, under the light orange light, Qi Mingcheng's patient look with lowered eyebrows was completely integrated with her husband.

Qi Jingcheng is left-handed, even his parents don't know, only Xie Ci knows.

Such subconscious small movements cannot be imitated at all, and the body movements are honest.

The corners of Xie Ci's lips twitched slightly, his hands were clenched tightly, there was a slight pinkness on his light white fingertips, and he stared at the young man with distinct black and white eyes.

Even forgetting the social etiquette that should have been maintained.

Qi Mingcheng should have noticed the young man's gaze, his dark blue eyes raised slightly, his lips were a little red, and he looked very good under the light orange light.

He said: "What's the matter? It doesn't suit your taste? I also took the celery-flavored shrimp dumplings. The lamb rolls just came out and need to be scalded for a while... By the way, the lamb skewers are a bit cold. I will order them later." Into the spicy pot."

Qi Mingcheng's tone of voice was too ordinary, like the conversation between Xie Ci and Qi Jingcheng every time they came to this hot pot restaurant for dinner in college.

In my impression, Qi Jingcheng is a careful person, he remembered all Xie Ci's hobbies, and every dish he ordered at the hot pot restaurant was Xie Ci's favorite.

Xie Ci once asked the other party what he likes to eat, at that time Qi Jingcheng just smiled and pinched his face: "I like everything you like."

Xie Ci didn't believe it: "Don't you have a favorite taste?"

Qi Jingcheng shook his head: "It was fine before."

The young man's eyes were jet-black, with lights in them, as if embracing the stars, he said: "But now because I like our Xiaoci, I already have a preference."

His eyes and heart were full of gratitude.

Xie Ci didn't know why the other party brought up so many memories in him, and he became more and more restless.

"Mr. Xie." Qi Mingcheng said.

Xie Ci looked up at the rising fog in front of his eyes.

Qi Mingcheng smiled helplessly, his eyes fell on the end of the other party's hair: "Your hair tie is loose."

The deep blue eyes made Xie Ci's inexplicable earlobe feverish, Xie Ci touched his long hair subconsciously, and it did loosen a little.

So he simply loosened all his long hair, and the long hair tails were dragged to his waist. For a moment, he felt like a male mermaid floating on the shore.

Xie Ci randomly gathered his long hair to one side, and the crow feather-like hair was piled up on his shoulders like a cloud. The young man raised his wrist familiarly, and tied the long hair up.

He smiled apologetically at Qi Mingcheng.

Qi Mingcheng seemed to have just recovered, he looked into Xie Ci's black eyes and said, "You look good with your hair up."

After finishing speaking, it seemed that something was wrong, the young man wanted to explain, but Xie Ci lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you."

Only then did Qi Mingcheng heave a sigh of relief, and continued to order and eat. The scene was peaceful, but only they themselves knew the out-of-control emotions in their minds.

Xie Ci's mind was in chaos, he even thought for a moment that the young man sitting in front of him was his husband.

It was the husband who was full of love and sincerity to him in college and returned to him in another body.

In Xie Ci's short life of more than [-] years, only Qi Jingcheng told him, stick to yourself, your long hair is beautiful.

The phone was on by the seat for a long time, and it was Qi Jingcheng calling, but Xie Ci recently put the phone on silent due to sleep, so he couldn't receive the sudden call from her husband.

Qi Jingcheng clutched his cell phone tightly, frantically dialing his wife's number over and over again.

No one answered, still no one answered.

The bright white words in front of my eyes began to glow a bit of weird scarlet, especially the second one, the color became darker and darker, and even showed an ominous red and black feeling.

"2. Act as the original owner and completely replace it. You have the right to change everything freely, but please remember that you must not let anyone know that you are not the original owner or someone from this world."

Qi Jingcheng read it slowly, as if his worst guess was about to be confirmed.

Qi Jingcheng can be sure that in this world, if there is anyone who can find out that he is not the original owner, it will only be Xie Ci.

The man gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot when looking at the phone screen, and his precarious rationality was attached to his heart.

What if Xie Ci knew that he was not the original owner?

According to the character of the wife, it is probably impossible for them to go on in this life.

The other party will regard him as an enemy and as a ghost.

Qi Jingcheng hadn't actually thought about what would happen to him if he violated the rules. The man's mind was more about Xie Ci's gentle and meticulous instructions to him, Xie Ci's slightly blushing earlobes when Xie Ci asked him to tie his hair, and Xie Ci's cautiousness when kissing him.

God gave him his true love, but now he wants to ask him to return all of it, Qi Jingcheng simply can't do it.

The man clenched his fists like a trapped beast, he thought, he was clearly about to accept his fate, he was willing to face other people's face, in front of the husband in his wife's memory.

Why can't I still get my wish?

How can I become the only Qi Jingcheng in Xie Ci's heart?

How on earth can his wife fall in love with him completely and abandon all those bullshit memories?

**

Xie Ci came home at night. On the way, he noticed several phone calls from his husband. He was worried that the other party had something important to do. After thinking about it, he called back, but no one answered.

He was a little worried, so he rushed home early.

Xie Ci took the key and opened the door of the house by voice-activating the lights.

The lights were on everywhere in the house, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted from the nostrils.

Xie Ci frowned, and saw her husband half lying on the sofa, and the mess on the ground in front of the table.

A lot of scattered scraps of paper and broken wine bottles and pieces of glass were scattered on the ground.

Xie Ci put on his slippers, his brows were furrowed tightly, and a few hairs were loose on the side of his fair face, looking more gentle and virtuous under the warm light.

The drunken man seemed to have heard the movement, curled up his fingers, and opened his dark and intoxicated eyes expressionlessly.

Xie Ci's footsteps stopped for a moment, her husband rarely looked at him with such eyes, indifferent, even somewhat indescribably gloomy.

It was completely separated from the usual patient and steady appearance.

Qi Jingcheng looked at the young man silently, with a drunken blush on the side of his face, and it took a while for the expression on his face to ease.

But it is not so much ease as it is forceful suppression.

His eyes were fixed on the young man, and his voice was hoarse: "Ah Ci, you're back."

The words spoken are quite clear, and it seems that he is not completely drunk.

Xie Ci frowned and looked at him: "What's the matter? Something is not going your way today..." In general, Xie Ci saw the torn photos on the desktop and on the floor.

Many sheets, densely stacked on the ground, Xie Ci can even see the torn smiling faces of him and his college husband leaning on each other.

This is the photo album he put on the bedside table before going out today.There are also her husband's warm messages and love for him.

Now, there is nothing left.

Xie Ci's mind was almost blank for a moment, his heart seemed to be firmly pinched by a huge, invisible hand, and the salty sea water poured into his chest cavity, respiratory tract, and eardrums.

He is like a criminal who is chained all over his body and is about to be sunk into the bottom of the sea.

Qi Jingcheng half stood up, he saw his wife's flushed eyes and slightly bent back.He knew what his wife was upset about, so the jealousy that was evaporating from the wine finally broke out completely.

The man's voice was hoarse and unsteady, like a crow hanging upside down by a tree branch, his black eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, he asked Xie Ci: "Who did you go out with today? Why didn't you answer my phone."

There was silence in the air, even dull, as if countless tides would drown in it in the next moment.

Xie Ci ignored the man, he bent down slowly, his spine trembling slightly, the young man's fingers were as white as fine snow on the eaves, and he could even see light blue veins on the back of his hands.

He gently and cherished the fragments of photos that were broken and thrown everywhere as if he had vented his anger, and there was a layer of water vapor on the black and white eyes that were unconscious and unconscious.

Xie Ci saw a broken message from five years ago.

"Ah Ci, I love you."

"The horizon hides you abruptly, and in these cold things I still love you."【Note 1】

The accompanying picture is his and her husband's wrists overlapping in the rising sun.

At this moment, they are so in love.