I Can’t Be This Protagonist - Chapter 153

【Chapter One】

The situation quickly moved from the family doctor to St Mary’s Hospital.

The group entered the hospital in a chaotic manner. After Qin Qing was pushed into the emergency room, Qin Yubai was still a little overwhelmed. Everything happened too fast and too suddenly. He seemed to have a nightmare suddenly, and his spirit was still in a trance. In the middle, the feet are a little unstable.

Yan Shuang was very calm. The others were sitting on the bench, quite lazily, propping up his chin, his eyelashes slowly blinking up and down, and he was very quiet and did not speak.

Qin Yubai regained his senses and asked him, “What did you say, why is this happening?”

“I don’t know,” Yan Shuang said lightly, “Maybe I was so excited to see me that I fainted from a heart attack.”

He didn’t seem to care at all about his long-lost brother.

Qin Yubai didn’t know how to react.

The thing is **** but reasonable.

In the great world, there are countless examples of similar appearances but no blood relationship. Even though Yan Shuang and Qin Qing looked very similar, Qin Yubai didn’t think about that.

He was aware of his father’s adoption of orphans back then.

The time of birth and gender cannot be wrong at all.

At that time, his family was dying. Although he was young, he was very talented, and he also thought that his father’s approach was like going to the doctor in a panic.

When Qin Qing was brought back, Qin Yubai thought it was even more ridiculous to see his father treat a dying sick seedling as a lucky star.

His father did not wait for the “transfer” in the end.

However, Qin Qing survived and became Qin Yubai’s only spiritual support during the long low period.

When Wei Yichen handed the two brothers’ dusty and damaged files to Qin Yubai, Qin Yubai was shocked beyond measure.

Yan Shuang…is Qin Qing’s younger brother?

The younger brother Qin Qing talked about when he was a child turned out to be true? ! His file is clearly an only child!

Qin Yubai was instantly confused.

Two brothers, why are they two brothers?

If he knew from the beginning that Yan Shuang was Qin Qing’s younger brother, then he would at least “love the house and Wu” and would never hurt Yan Shuang like that, but if he really knew about it, there might not have been such a period between him and Yan Shuang. If you don’t clean up the messy relationship…

Creation tricks people.

Qin Yubai had no choice but to digest this fact.

However, fate, like waiting to see his joke, refused to stop at this point and gave them a chance to start over. Instead, it stretched out a hand to push the chaotic them into deeper chaos.

Outside the emergency room, Qin Yubai waited anxiously, his arm resting on the bench tapped involuntarily, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at Yan Shuang from time to time.

He urgently needs to resonate with Yan Shuang now.

The person who entered the emergency room was his “younger brother”, Yan Shuang’s older brother. At this moment, their moods should be connected.

Yan Shuang’s expression was calm, rather than emotionless.

Qin Yubai is not like before, he doesn’t even dare to say that he understands Yan Shuang’s temperament.

Yan Shuang is a mystery, no matter how you try to find out, he always has the next question waiting for you.

If you think you’ve seen through him, then it just means you’re stuck in it and don’t know why.

What is Yan Shuang thinking now? He couldn’t guess.

“Wei Yichen.” Yan Shuang lightly named Wei Yichen’s name.

The butler who returned to his post immediately responded, “What’s the matter?”

“I’m a little hungry and tired. I want to go first. Can you take me back?”

Qin Yubai said in astonishment, “Aren’t you waiting for the result?”

Yan Shuang glanced at him lightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, “I’m neither a doctor nor a god. It’s useless to stay here. Can I live there tonight in the apartment you gave me earlier?”

Qin Yu was speechless for a long time before he said, “…Yes.”

Yan Shuang stood up and kindly reminded: “He is in a coma now. You sit here until dawn, and he can’t see it. There is no need to act affectionate here, and go back to rest early.”

Qin Yubai was choked to the point of being speechless. After Wei Yichen sent Yan Shuang out a few steps, Qin Yubai stopped him again.

“Shuangshuang.”

The person in front stopped, Qin Yubai took a deep breath and curled his palms tightly.

“I’m not as ruthless as you think.”

“I’m not trying to play anything.”

In the car, Yan Shuang sat in the co-pilot with one hand on his forehead, his eyes lingering on Wei Yichen’s side face, “Are you working for him again?”

“Yes.”

“Going around, you are still a pair of master and servant.”

Wei Yichen tightened his hand on the steering wheel, “Don’t you like it?”

“Your career has nothing to do with me, I have nothing to like or dislike,” Yan Shuang said indifferently, “you just like it yourself.”

Since the apartment was bought and transferred to Yan Shuang’s name, no one has lived in it, but Qin Yubai sent someone to take care of it on a regular basis. , “It’s very good,” he stretched his waist and walked in, “I don’t know if there are any guest rooms here. If you want to stay, you can find a room to sleep in, or you can sleep on the sofa, as long as you don’t touch my room in the middle of the night.”

Yan Shuang looked back.

In front of the entrance, Wei Yichen was tall and straight, his face was gentle and abstinent, and the frame of his glasses slipped under the light.

“I haven’t slept with a man for a long time. I’m not strong enough. Don’t tempt me.”

Yan Shuang smiled at him, like an old friend joking.

His relaxed attitude made Wei Yichen even more uneasy.

Qin Qing happened when their brothers just met.

Wei Yichen was ready to be angered by Yan Shuang.

And Yan Shuang… It’s like it doesn’t matter at all.

When Wei Yichen discovered the relationship between Yan Shuang and Qin Qing, he was a treasure.

Finally, there is someone in the world who is closely connected with Violent Shuang. That kind of relationship is something that Yan Shuang cannot deny and get rid of anyway.

As long as Qin Qing is here, Yan Shuang will not leave Qin Qing.

He thought so.

— but that seems wrong.

With the almighty housekeeper, Yan Shuang didn’t have to worry at all. After taking a shower, there was already a hot meal on the table. The kitchen didn’t seem to have been touched, and Yan Shuang didn’t hear any movement. Eighty percent of the time it was Wei Yichen who ordered the takeout.

“thanks.”

Yan Shuang sat down and greeted him, “You too.”

For Wei Yichen, a table where the two of them eat together is an unattainable luxury.

He didn’t even prepare a second serving of cutlery.

Yan Shuang didn’t notice this until he took the bowls and chopsticks himself, “Are there any extra plates here?”

“Yes,” Wei Yichen got up, “I’ll get it.”

The food was delivered by Wei Yichen who called and specially ordered a nearby restaurant to prepare it. He knew Yan Shuang’s taste very well, and explained all his taboos and preferences. Yan Shuang ate it deliciously. When he was attentive, he thanked him again after eating.

Wei Yichen held the bowl and said softly, “You don’t have to say thank you to me.”

“Yes,” Yan Shuang wiped his mouth, “please be polite, this is not what you should do.”

“I’m full, I’m going to rest.”

The dining table soon became empty.

The leftovers were cold and the lights were dim. Wei Yichen was sitting in the designer’s custom chair, but he felt no different from the dilapidated house he was in.

He is still alone.

Still no one wants him.

It was so quiet in the living room that even the pendulum on the wall became noisy, tick-t-tick thinking in his ears, clearly a very regular voice, but in Wei Yichen’s ears it seemed to be near and far, high and low. , haphazardly hitting his brain like a random bullet.

He sat for a while, put down the bowl, walked to the bedroom with soft slippers and knocked on the door lightly.

“Can we talk?”

With his palm attached to the pitch-black door, Wei Yichen thought to himself, I don’t know what kind of metal this door is made of, why is it so icy?

“come in.”

With his heart back in place, Wei Yichen took a deep breath and gently opened the door.

Yan Shuang hadn’t slept yet, he was sitting on the bed, wearing soft cotton pajamas, with one hand on his face, watching TV in a posture that seemed awkward to others but comfortable to himself.

There was what appeared to be a comedy show on TV, with moments of fake laughter breaking out.

The light from the screen reflected in Yan Shuang’s eyes, and it looked bright, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, “This show is very interesting.”

Wei Yichen approached slowly. He stood by the bed, watching the changing light and shadow on Yan Shuang’s fair face, as if he was wearing a magnificent mask, he whispered, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” Yan Shuang replied casually as he watched TV, his lips twitched.

“About your brother.”

“Oh, he has been in bad health since he was a child. It has nothing to do with you. You don’t need to apologize.”

It seems that he really doesn’t care about his long-lost brother.

Speaking of surprise, Wei Yichen didn’t seem to be as surprised as he thought.

For Yan Shuang, anything is possible.

Not to be surprised, he was indeed a little flustered.

Yan Shuang watched TV for a while, and saw that Wei Yichen had been standing beside him motionless, he turned his face, first swept Wei Yichen’s face, Wei Yichen’s face had a kind of fragile despair.

Yan Shuang had seen a similar look on his face before.

“What’s wrong?” Yan Shuang beckoned, with a smile in his tone, “Isn’t it about to cry?”

Wei Yichen lowered his head along his arm.

The top of the head was patted lightly.

“I don’t blame you.”

“real.”

Even if Wei Yichen didn’t do this, he would jump out and recognize his relatives.

Wei Yichen just did what he should do in the plot.

He doesn’t blame him, and it doesn’t matter.

The bed was soft and fragrant, Wei Yichen could feel Yan Shuang’s arms wrapping around him, and across his shirt there was a temperature that made him incomparably fall in love, but in such warmth, he still felt cold.

Like some kind of flashback.

Yan Shuang rubbed his hair and said lightly, “It’s almost there, it won’t be cute if you act like a baby.”

Wei Yichen sat up straight.

His neatly combed hair was messed up a bit by Yan Shuang, and his glasses were crooked when they leaned against Yan’s shoulders. Without the usual meticulous and rigorous taste, he still looked like a confused young man.

He was only in his twenties.

Wait until the book is “finished”.

He also has his own life to go.

Yan Shuang has no good intentions and no bad tastes. His attitude towards work has always been “work is work”.

The people and things he encountered were just a small episode on his way forward.

It may ring in his ears for a while, but he will always only listen to his inner voice.

“Go out,” Yan Shuang smiled at him, “I want to sleep alone.”