I Can’t Be This Protagonist - Chapter 147

It was snowing outside the window.

Inside the window, the cold atmosphere between the two had a touch of warmth because of the snow. Ji Yao sat beside the bed and gently rubbed Yan Shuang’s face with his fingers.

Yan Shuang asked calmly, “Where have you been in the past half month?”

“Do something.”

“How long are you going to keep me locked up?”

Ji Yao’s stroking of his cheek stopped, looking down at the soft outlines of Yan’s face in the dark, and after a while of silence, he said, “For a lifetime.”

Yan Shuang smiled, “Your life is so long, you’re talking too much.”

“I said a lifetime, a lifetime.”

“Why?”

Ji Yao is also asking himself: why? Why do you have to hold on to this man?

The answer is looming, like a thick and dark fog separated by a layer of fog, which may be revealed by reaching out, but may never be able to get out.

“have no idea.”

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be cold again because of these three words.

Yan Shuang turned his face away, avoiding Ji Yao’s fingers, shrank his head into the bed, and buried himself in it.

Ji Yao sat beside the bed for a while, seeing that Yan Shuang had been wrapped in the quilt motionless, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, wanting him to come out to breathe, but Yan Shuang dragged the quilt and refused to let go, the more Ji Yao pulled him the quilt, the tighter he wrapped it as if competing.

After the last bit of the quilt in his palm was also torn away, Ji Yao glanced at his empty palm, folded his palm into a fist, and got up after lightly beating his knee. As soon as he got up, Yan Shuang, who was hiding under the quilt, muttered. : “Are you leaving again?”

Ji Yao stood by the bed without saying a word.

He didn’t deliberately not answer Yan Shuang, he was just thinking about it.

While he was thinking, Yan Shuang lifted the quilt. The “tug-of-war” just now made his hair a little messy, and his eyes were still amazingly bright in the dark, “You want to torture me, don’t you?”

Ji Yao was given such a big hat by him, frowning slightly, “What nonsense.”

“In such a big house, I’m the only living person in the whole building, don’t mention those servants to me, they’re all **** ghosts and ghosts, even if they meet each other, they’re all dumb, seeing me is like seeing It’s like a ghost, I can hide as far as I can, and I haven’t even had anyone to talk to for the past two weeks!”

The more Yan Shuang spoke, the more excited he became. He stood up directly from the bed, leaned over and grabbed Ji Yao’s collar. His eyes were staring at Ji Yao like a hungry wolf. The calmness in the hot spring swimming pool in the evening finally dissipated in the dark night. He disappeared without a trace, “I understand, you want me to only talk to you and see you alone, you pervert! Crazy! Ji Yao! I’m **** your eighth ancestor!”

After he finished cursing, he lowered his head and kissed Ji Yao’s lips fiercely.

Speaking of kisses, it was more like a beast-like gnawing.

He bit Ji Yao’s lips hard, sucking the blood and smell on Ji Yao’s lips like a vampire.

Ji Yao’s hands behind his back, between lightning and flint, he realized what he had done to Yan Shuang with hindsight.

If a person is locked up in a building for a long time, he will go crazy.

Several overlapping images flashed through my mind, pills, knives, confusion and hysterical cries.

The nerve endings flickered painfully, while another of his nerves came alive with excitement.

Ji Yao frowned slightly, and then returned to his usual appearance.

Ji Yao stretched his arms around Yan Shuang, stroked his back gently, and sprayed his breath warmly on Yan Shuang’s face, he stood quietly, letting Yan Shuang tear his lips, until Yan Shuang had enough to vent, he said: ” Sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

The thin body was half-kneeling against him.

Ji Yao felt a little warmth on the side of his neck flowing into his shirt along his neck.

“Don’t go…” Yan Shuang’s voice became a little weak, “Hold me…”

Ji Yao has not seen Yan Shuang so helpless for a long time. He lowered his eyelashes and looked at the person leaning on his shoulder. Yan Shuang was grabbing his collar and looking up at him, his eyes and expressions were pitiful. , Seeing Ji Yao looking at him, he brought his lips closer, lightly pecked and kissed Ji Yao’s bloodstained lips, and whispered, “Does it hurt?”

Ji Yao looked at him quietly, a dim and inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

Yan Shuang saw that he was indifferent, and there was a little mist in his eyes, like a small animal, and even kissed his chin with a hint of flattery, “Don’t go tonight, okay?”

The Adam’s apple rolled up and down, Ji Yao wrapped one arm around him and laid him flat on the bed, Yan wrapped his arms tightly around his, begging: “Don’t go, stay with me.”

“I do not go.”

The affirmative answer made Yan Shuang’s face relaxed a little.

Next, Ji Yao really lay down beside Yan Shuang as he said. He put him in his arms and gently stroked Yan Shuang’s black hair, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to leave you alone.”

Yan Shuang shrank in his arms, his body trembling slightly.

“Are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Don’t go.”

“What about the day after tomorrow?”

“Don’t go either.”

“…”

Ji Yao kept his promise. In the next few days, he and Yan Shuang were almost inseparable. No matter what he did, he would stay in Yan Shuang’s line of sight. How can I live?”.

On the seventh day, Ji Yao disappeared again.

Yan Shuang: The scumbag is gone, he has a showdown, he will not pretend, he has come to live a beautiful life alone!

Yan Shuang continued to eat and drink in the small villa every day, watch TV and play games, pretended to be autistic by the way, and occasionally fell something and went crazy.

He guessed that the camera in this small villa had more eyes than Wei Yichen.

However, he is basically acting in his true colors, and there is not much pressure.

Rounding up, isn’t that the equivalent of retirement?

Yan Shuang once again praised his decision to put Ji Yao at the end.

He is so wise!

After more than ten days of “retirement”, Ji Yao finally appeared again in the evening.

This time, Yan Shuang didn’t “pretend” to be even Yun Danfengqing. He rushed downstairs and rushed up the moment Ji Yao opened the car door.

The warm human body rushed into his arms, Ji Yao wrapped his arms around the person, and said softly, “Why did you run out after wearing so little.”

Yan Shuang didn’t say anything, but his hands hugged him even harder, he was wrapped tightly, like a dodder flower wrapped around a parasitic plant.

Ji Yao picked up the person by the waist and entered the small villa facing the snowflakes.

This time Yan Shuang’s reaction was stronger than the first time.

He pestered Ji Yao, didn’t say a word, wouldn’t leave him for a moment, his cheek was on Ji Yao’s shirt, and the tip of his nose sniffed at him greedily.

Ji Yao hugged him and sat down by the fireplace, gently stroking his back, “What’s the matter?”

Yan Shuang didn’t speak, and his whole body stuck to him.

The flames in the fireplace jumped, pulling the shadows of the two long and strangely. Ji Yao’s fair face was half-blind in the flames. Back… like soothing a lost child.

After a long time, Yan Shuangcai seemed to finally calm down in his embrace. He grabbed Ji Yao’s shirt and raised his head with a pitiful expression, “You lied to me, you said you wouldn’t leave.”

“It happened suddenly,” Ji Yao said lightly, “I need to take care of it myself.”

“…then let me go…”

Ji Yao stroked his hair lightly, and gestured to push him away to get up, but Yan Shuang immediately hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to embed himself in his flesh and blood, “Don’t go, don’t go…”

Ji Yao didn’t leave.

Yan Shuang couldn’t leave him.

Line of sight isn’t enough either.

He even took his hand in the shower, staring at him cautiously and cautiously with a look that was afraid of his escape, as if he was extremely precious to him.

Because of that look, Ji Yao couldn’t help kissing Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang huddled in the bathtub, his body was white and his hair was black. Ji Yao looked at his wet eyes and thought: He really looks like a little mermaid who was forced to go ashore.

Ji Yao accompanied Yan Shuang for another week. One night, after feeding Yan Shuang the milk to help him sleep, he repeated his old tricks and disappeared again.

In fact, he was just another spare room in the woods, only a thirty-minute drive from the villa.

But for Yan Shuang, as long as he wants to step out of the villa, there will be a bodyguard leading the hound to persuade him to retreat.

Ji Yao sat drinking in the spare room.

Two shotguns hang on the wall, staggered to form an X.

While drinking, he looked at the two shotguns.

The alcohol warmed his body and made more of his buried thoughts unearthed.

“You really don’t look like me.”

It is very strange that his parents have said this to him.

His mother invited him to die with him before committing suicide. After he refused, she said that in disappointment.

His father repeated this phrase every moment of his growing up.

So… who is he like?

Under the shotgun is a huge screen. On the screen is a thin person who is sitting in front of the TV staring blankly at the screen, holding the remote control in his palm. Focus, rather than being sluggish.

Ji Yao’s heart felt a strange pleasure in a strange pain.

He is trying to control a person.

It’s sinful.

…but he won’t stop.

Yan watched “Postpartum Care of Sows” for two hours.

Very insightful.

He is confident that he can be a qualified farmer!

Ji Yao has been gone for more than half a month this time. If he doesn’t come back, he should watch the crop hybrid series.

The double cultivation of farming and animal husbandry made him invincible.

Ji Yao stayed in the spare room for a full month. He was the same every day. Except for work, he hardly talked to anyone. He just faced the screen and watched Yan Shuang quietly.

Sometimes he also wondered whether he was controlling Yan Shuang or Yan Shuang was controlling him.

He recalled the days when he met Yan Shuang, and came to an objective conclusion that Yan Shuang had already tried to control him.

He still woke up too late.

Since the first snow on the mountain, the snow has not stopped. Under the heavy snow in the evening, Ji Yao drove an off-road vehicle galloping in the woods. The closer he got to the villa, the faster his heart beat.

Something he had always hated was awakening in his blood.

He exhausted all his will to resist, but was still tempted to the opposite of what he wanted.

White snowflakes surrounded his car and sent him to his destination.

When the small villa appeared in sight, the door had already been pushed open.

Yan Shuang ran out of the villa with bare feet.

The bodyguards led the hounds to stop him, so he was like a poor prey, surrounded by several hounds, hugging his shoulders, and helplessly reaching out to Ji Yao’s vehicle with tears in his eyes.

Look, how easy it is to control a person, there seems to be a contemptuous and proud voice in the ear.

Much like his father’s voice.

Ji Yao got out of the car and walked towards Yan Shuang who was squatting and crying.

It’s pathetic, but he’s the cutest, isn’t he?

Ji Yao walked over and stretched out his arm to Yan Shuang, Ji Yao took the person into his arms and closed his eyes deeply.

——It turned out…it was his own voice.