I Can’t Be This Protagonist

"Really?"

Zhang Shuai was dumbfounded as he watched Yan Shuang climb up and down.

"Yes," Yan Shuang was beaming, "Ji Yao doesn't like sleeping on the top bunk."

Zhang Shuai was speechless and said after a long while, "You look much fresher with your hair cut."

The hairstyle buff was lifted, and the glasses buff was still there. Yan Shuang didn't have to worry that this face would cause harm, so he smiled and didn't talk again.

Although he didn't know what happened to Ji Yao after returning home, Yan Shuang could see that Ji Yao was really starting to change.

The noble son finally fell into the fireworks of the world and lived in the dormitory that he had never lived in.

During this period of time, Yan Shuang was very quiet except for classes and part-time jobs, and he didn't provoke anyone, and he didn't pay attention to anyone.

Campus life is quiet and dull, and his relationship with Ji Yao is getting closer and closer as described in the original book.

intimacy between friends.

They went in and out together, went to class together, went to the cafeteria together, went back to the dormitory together, Ji Yao even accompanied him to send out flyers once, and the emotional line was smooth and stable.

Lying on the small single bed, Ji Yao rested one hand behind his head and held the book in the other, but his eyes were not on the page. In his sight, a pair of snow-white feet were stomping in the air, and he couldn't find it after a long time. When he got to the ladder, he sat up without a word, grabbed his ankle and placed it on the ladder.

"Thank you, thank you."

Yan Shuang stepped on the ladder and climbed down to the bunk with a confused look on his face.

"What about the glasses?"

Yan Shuang rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I don't know."

Originally, Ji Yao had no accommodation, and his knowledge of Yan Shuang was still superficial. After living in the dormitory for such a period of time, he realized that there were many tiny animal-like appearances in Yan Shuang's personality.

For example, I can't find my glasses when I wake up in the morning.

Ji Yao stretched out his arms, groped under the pillow on the top bunk, took out his glasses, and put them on the sleepy Yan Shuang nose.

Yan Shuang said thanks again, and suddenly made an "ah" after entering the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yao asked straight up.

A head popped out of the bathroom.

Yanshuang's glasses were full of water, he smirked and said, "I forgot to take off my glasses when I washed my face."

Ji Yao looked away wordlessly, and looked at the book in his hand again.

After a while, Yan Shuang came out of the shower and said to Ji Yao, "I'm fine, let's go, we won't be able to find a seat if it's too late."

Ji Yao turned the page again.

Everyone else in the dormitory went to the auditorium early.

He is here waiting for Yan Shuang for one thing, and he doesn't really want to go is the other.

Yan Shuang walked over and stood in front of Ji Yao's bed.

It used to be his bed.

"You don't want to go?"

"Ok."

Yan Shuang was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't think it's a big deal."

Today is the school's centennial anniversary. The school invited several honorary alumni to give lectures. A few days ago, they were building a campaign. A big banner was pulled at the school gate. The LED screen at the gate was also scrolling the names of the successful people.

And just yesterday, a name suddenly landed on the led screen.

Qin Yu is white.

When Yan Shuang saw that name, Ji Yao stood beside him.

Yan Shuang put on a look of despair, and was carried away by Ji Yao frowning.

Today, Qin Yubai is coming.

Young, handsome, business legend, every label on his body is enough to attract countless students to join him.

"Always have to face it."

Yan Shuang pretended to be calm.

Ji Yao only needs to look at him to know that Yan Shuang has not given up.

In other words, the ashes have been resurrected.

Perhaps entanglement is its ontological form in the matter of feelings. He has seen it too much before, so he chooses to place his feelings in the high cabinet, which will be very safe.

"If you don't want to go, I'll go alone." Yan Shuang lowered his face and lowered his voice, but his attitude was there.

He is going.

Ji Yao never said a word, sitting on the bed slightly frowning and flipping through the book.

Yan Shuang packed his bags for a while, poured water again, changed two coats, put on and took off his shoes, and said to himself, "It might rain today." He went to the drawer to get an umbrella.

He dawdled and made all kinds of movements, but he just didn't leave.

After tossing for a long time, he finally had no more excuses, and changed his shoes at the door in a dejected manner, still glancing at the bed from the corner of his eye.

"You really……"

Ji Yao got up, he strode to Yanshuang's side with a cold face, and simply changed his shoes, "Let's go."

Yan Shuang's face showed a little excitement again, "Thank you."

"I hope you don't have a chance to say sorry today." Ji Yao said coldly.

Yan Shuang heard what he meant, blushed a little, and whispered: "No."

On the way to the auditorium, there were many students, in groups of three and two, obviously all of them went to see the legendary alumnus Qin Yubai.

It stands to reason that the candidates for this kind of lecture should have been decided early in the morning. How can there be such a situation as temporary addition of people, so that people who had no interest in listening to the lecture also wanted to go to the venue temporarily. , many people come to take advantage of the excitement, but can only return in disappointment.

Yan Shuang was holding the canvas bag, his face full of frustration and entanglement.

Ji Yao showed no expression and said, "I can't get in without a ticket."

Yan Shuang stood silently outside the crowd, looking at the extra circle of bodyguards at the door, his eyes fixed for a long time, and finally dimmed little by little, "Forget it, let's go."

Ji Yao took a deep look at the door, such a temporary arrangement was too deliberate, he thought Qin Yubai was here for Yan Shuang.

"Let's go."

Ji Yao turned around, Yan Shuang also turned around, and he looked like he had lost his soul again. His left foot stumbled on his right foot, and he almost fell, but Ji Yao supported him in time.

"Thanks……"

"Mr. Yan."

It's been a long time.

Yan Shuang quietly praised Wei Yichen's appearance in his heart.

As expected of a housekeeper, he is trustworthy at all times.

"Ji Shao."

Wei Yichen first bowed slightly to Ji Yao, and then his eyes fell on the back of Ji Yao.

I haven't seen each other for eleven days.

Not just not seen.

Not even a single word.

Leaving on the sports car, he plunged into the whirlpool of entanglement with those rich children, without looking back, and finally gave him an echo two days ago.

Unprepared, unprepared, and commanding orders.

Just added a sentence at the end.

"I miss you."

fraud.

"Mr. Yan, please, Mr. Qin has reserved a place for you."

Ji Yao glanced over and saw Yan Shuang trembling slightly, his expression panicked, his brows twitched unconsciously, he let out a deep breath, and said coldly, "I won't go."

He reached out and grabbed Yan Shuang's arm, but before he exerted any force, Yan Shuang had already turned around, facing Wei Yichen, his expression had calmed down, "please Mr. Wei lead the way."

When he said this, Ji Yao also put down his hand. Wei Yichen thought that this arrogant son would leave with a swirl of his sleeves, but he didn't expect him to follow Yan Shuang without saying a word.

Eye contact, those eyes were bent at him, as if to say proudly--"Look, I'll say rich kids are better off."

The chest is slightly warm.

It turns out that separation can really show a person's weight.

During the time without Yan Shuang around him, he felt unprecedented...boring.

Obviously every day before was like that.

The stone smashed into the calm lake, echoing with layers of ripples, the trees wanted to be quiet but the wind kept blowing.

The moment he saw this person, he realized clearly that he really missed him.

The emotional line in the background went straight to a parabola.

Yan Shuang was very calm.

Basic operation.

Don't beat the newlyweds.

I just don't know if Qin Yubai will get a heart attack when he sees him.

Xiao Qin has a history of being almost dizzy by him.

I hope he takes care of himself and persists until their sadomasochism is over.

The auditorium was almost full.

Wei Yichen led Yan Shuang to the vacant seat in the third row, "This place has a good view."

"Why is there only one position?" Yan Shuang asked knowingly.

Wei Yichen glanced at Ji Yao, "Young Master Ji, do you want to listen too?"

Ji Yao glanced coldly at Wei Yichen, still not angry.

Wei Yichen secretly said that this young master has changed a lot, and he is more calm than before. It is self-evident who made him change.

Really generous.

He thought he was equally bad to everyone, but after all, he still had a preference.

There was a slight thorn in the corner of my heart.

"Ji Yao, sit here," Yan Shuang pulled Ji Yao's arm to let him sit, "I'll sit..." on your lap.

Hold on, don't show off.

Ji Yao stood still, "You sit."

The three people standing deadlocked in the empty seat quickly attracted the attention and discussion of many people in the auditorium.

Ji Yao, in particular, is a luminary in school.

There was a tide of discussion, Yan's head was getting lower and lower, and his voice was a little anxious, as if he had changed back to the weak and crying man before, "Ji Yao, sit down first, when I beg you, okay? ?"

The cold eyes fell on him, and Yan Shuang clearly felt that Ji Yao was angry.

What Ji Yao hated and could not tolerate the most was the way Yan Shuang looked now.

Ji Yao sat down.

The next second, Yan Shuang also sat down.

He didn't sit on Ji Yao's lap, but it was almost there.

The seat that could only accommodate one person was forced to squeeze two people, Yan Shuang half of them were snuggled into Ji Yao's arms, and Ji Yao's arms were also wrapped.

"Is it alright?"

Ji Yao said coldly, his eyes sneered at Wei Yichen, who had low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. His arms were like iron around Yan Shuang, who was still fluttering, "Tell your boss, don't do those petty tricks."

Wei Yichen stooped slightly, but without responding, he turned and left gracefully.

"Ji Yao, let me go, how can I do this..." Yan Shuang twisted and turned in Ji Yao's arms, thinking that Xiao Ji looked quite fair and beautiful, and his muscles were really stiff.

"Don't move—" Ji Yao snorted coldly, "Either just listen like this, or go."

Yan Shuang finally calmed down. Of course, he chose to sit in the arms of the beautiful boy and watch the scene where his ex-boyfriend was so angry that his brain was congested.

The speech officially started. When the dean came to the stage to introduce the alumni who came today, he gave Yan Shuang another huge surprise.

"Due to some special circumstances of Chen Mingfeng's alumni, we temporarily invited the leading surgeon in China and our honorary alumnus, Dr. Qi Feiyun Qi..."

On the stage, Qi Feiyun stood up indifferently and accepted the applause. At the same time, his eyes swept over Yan Shuang, who was huddled with Ji Yao, and Yan Shuang, with his head down, just like the emails that disappeared during this period of time, there was no response. .

Then, Qin Yubai, who was solemnly introduced, came out from behind the scenes. From the moment he appeared in the auditorium, his eyes were fixed on Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang: Hey, baby, long time no see, you look so good, your complexion is rosy and shiny, so good, don't worry about getting dizzy later.

Yan Shuang quietly shrank towards Ji Yao and began to tremble slightly.

He and Ji Yao were huddled together, of course Ji Yao noticed it, his eyes swept to the stage, facing Qin Yubai.

The two eyes immediately clashed with the smell of gunpowder.

Yan Shuang felt Ji Yao's muscles tighten.

Harder.

He gently pulled the sleeve of La Jiyao's shirt and whispered, "I-I still seem a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?" Ji Yao sneered, his eyes still not staggered, and coldly confronted Qin Yubai, "What kind of thing is he."

A faint voice came.

"...he's my ex-boyfriend."

Ji Yao: "..."

He finally lowered his eyes, and said in a tone of hate that iron is not steel: "Shut up."