I Can’t Be This Protagonist

Yan Shuang "goes home" for the first time in this world.

When he got home, it was already two hours before he left Qin's building with three scumbags.

Yan Shuang, who was shocked by the dilapidation of the house in front of him, scolded inwardly: Damn, I knew I wouldn't pretend to be that coward and left with Xiao Ji.

You shouldn't draw so many emotional points.

Is it too soon?

Yan Shuang shook his head and opened the window first to ventilate.

Yan Shuang's "home" in this world is a husband's house, and thanks to Yan Shuang's adoptive mother who is a teacher, the house assigned from the unit has no real estate certificate, otherwise this "home" is estimated to have been taken by Yan Guofu long ago. Debt repaid.

Yan Shuang returned to his room and tidied up briefly, then lay down and waited, someone would come to cook for him soon.

Throwing the phone aside, Yan Shuang lay on the bed and read a novel of this world beautifully.

The book is pretty interesting.

About half an hour later, Yan Shuang heard footsteps.

"Shuangshuang..."

With a flattering and wretched voice, Yan Shuang turned a page of the book, and the moment the door was pushed open, he said, "I'm hungry, let's cook."

The rich man Yan Guo was stunned.

He was playing mahjong with others in the dormitory, when Wei Yichen called him out from the card table.

There was no way, it was the God of Wealth, so he had to obey his orders obediently.

This time, President Qin personally explained to him, so that he must appease Yan Shuang.

Yan Guofu was at a loss. Seeing Qin Yubai's lost soul, he probably guessed that his ordinary adopted son was lucky, and Qin Yubai really liked it!

Listening to their tone, it seems that Yan Shuang has been greatly stimulated, but seeing Yan Shuang lying on the bed reading a book, calm and calm, how can there be any abnormality?

No... This kind of Yan Shuang looks really unusual.

"Are your ears deaf?" Yan Shuang raised his eyes, he was crying for a long time, and there were still red blood in his eyes, "I told you to cook, didn't you hear?"

Yan Guofu said subconsciously, "Who are you talking to?"

"Who are you talking to?" Yan Shuang repeated his words, and slowly turned another page of the book, "After two days of good food, I really treat myself as a house dog."

He scolded so politely that Yan Guofu made a circle in his mind before he understood, and his face flushed immediately, and he said, "You little bastard, what are you talking about!" Immediately, he was about to find something in his hand to beat him.

"Save your energy," Yan Shuang said slowly, looking at the page, "your current owner is my dog."

Yan Shuang raised his face, with a smile on his face but not a smile, "Your gambling debt was designed by Qin Yubai, and you haven't even tasted one percent of his methods."

"You try to move me?"

"I'm afraid you'll have to eat public food for the rest of your life, Yan Guofu."

After Yan Shuang finished speaking, his eyes fell on the book in his hand again.

In the room, the man's breathing was a little short, and he said with a trembling voice: "You, you are not Yan Shuang... Who, who are you?!"

"I am your father."

After Yan Shuang finished speaking lightly, he covered his mouth again in shock, looked at the man who was in a hurry, and said lightly, "I don't seem to be able to give birth to a son as stupid as you."

"It's the third time," Yan Shuang stretched out his finger and pointed out, "Let's cook."

"I'll give you twenty minutes, I won't be able to eat in twenty minutes..." Yan Shuang smiled, lowered his head and continued to read, leaving it to Yan Guofu to imagine.

Yan Guofu was holding on to the door frame. He felt that the adopted son's appearance was really terrifying. It was many times more terrifying than those who were debt collectors in casinos. A thought appeared in his mind: Does President Qin know that Yan Shuang is such a person?

"Want to sue?"

The person inside said his thoughts as if he had the ability to read minds. Yan Guofu tightened his whole body, and heard a voice that was clearly Yan Shuang... but was extremely deterrent.

"Go, want me to help you call Qin Yubai or Wei Yichen?"

Yan Shuang sat up, bent one knee, the novel in his hand hung to one side, smiled, and said gently, "It's my dog ​​anyway, it's the same as anyone you say."

Yan Guofu's legs couldn't help trembling. He was the master who bullied the soft and feared the hard. Now, seeing Yan Shuang's appearance, how dare he say a word of nonsense, and whispered, "It's been a long time since the house opened fire, I'll go downstairs and give it to you. Buy a bowl of beef vermicelli soup."

"Well," Yan Shuang lay down again with the book in hand, and said lazily, "Add more coriander."

Yan Guofu agreed to go downstairs to buy food, and after sending it upstairs, he asked Yan Shuang to come out for dinner.

"The table is so dirty, how can I eat?"

So, Yan Guofu reluctantly cleaned the house again.

When his wife was still alive, the wife at home took care of all the work. When his wife died, all these jobs fell on Yan Shuang. He hadn't done housework for more than 20 years, and his back was sore after a while. Painful, Pian Yanshuang also pulled up a stool that he had cleaned and sat beside him while eating and watching him work, occasionally picking up on him.

"Do you have any eyesight to see, I'm eating, you swipe dust at me, is it itchy?"

Yan Guofu couldn't help but pick up the broom several times, and when he met Yan Shuang's eyes, he persuaded.

Those eyes looked at him like mirrors, as if they could see through him.

He is the most observant in the casino, and he knows very well that this Yan Shuang... can't be offended.

Yan Shuang was full of food and drink, and by the way, he passed the addiction of capitalists, laying on the bed and rubbing his belly, he couldn't help but sigh: The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon, and he really wants to be a capitalist!

"Mr. Wei called to the ......" Yan Guofu clinging to the door frame, carefully, "I say?"

"I tell it."

"what?"

Yan double Turn your face, a look of indifference, "ah what ah, you say so be it."

Yan Guofu holding a cell phone to go out, they were stopped by double Yan.

"Right here, he said open hands-free."

Yan Guofu leaning against the door had to pick up the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Wei ......"

"how is he?"

The other end straightforward, apparently no time and Yan Guofu such a small role in greeting.

Yan Guofu glanced back and forth on the bed touching belly of double Yan, said: "very, very good."

He was silent for a moment, and said: "He cry?"

Yan Guofu: "......" he cried!

Yan double: choked, could not laugh.

Yan Guofu difficult: "never cry, very good state of mind."

"Dinner yet?"

"Eat, eat, I bought him a part of beef soup fans, he is finished."

"Well, there is a problem at any time to report to me."

The other end seemed about to hang up, Yan Guofu not help but said:. "...... and so on, and so on."

"What's up?"

Yan Yan Guofu looked a double, double forward joking Yan looked at him, he do not say the words to the mouth, hold for a long time do not say anything, but added Wei Yi attracted across the dust a little anxious, "what happened to him?"

"fine."

Yan suddenly double the sentence should be crisp.

"I was scared he was, is looking for people to complain of it."

Yan Guofu holding the phone, almost did not throw out the phone.

The other end is silent for children, he said: "okay?"

He asked a similar question, tone evident than on just Yan Guofu was saying more than a hint temperature.

"Okay, that eating too stays, fed and warm, think ......" Yan double paused, "your boss is not angry, sick?"

"The doctor just go."

"Take good care of him ah, do not let what happened to him, I'm still a little shy."

What almost? Wei Yi dust did not continue to ask.

He heard the sound as leisure Yan double pleasure they feel the whole body relaxed.

He did not break down.

He is still high above, do not dye dust.

Looking forward to fall, Wei Yi dust has become an excellent mood, he took the phone did not know what to say to express his feelings at the moment, next to Yan Guofu listening, he was not worried Yan Guofu heard of Yan double, the mere Yan Wealth is nothing, he just ......

"Good night."

The other end abruptly said loudly, hung up the phone.

Yan Guofu for a moment, and said: "He hung up."

"I heard," Yan double waved, "to burn some hot water, I take a shower."

Yan Guofu is the same send away like a maid, but it is completely afraid to have a little murmurings.

Yan said the double, his white dinner on Qin Yu, Yu Qin Yan double white if rejected it, he also smashed the job, I heard a lot of it is also one month's wages, wages should be faster now.

Yan Guofu relying on quick payday faith to clean the bathroom, and burned the water, go notification Yan double, "hot water burned, and slippers I also washed out, and I removed the towel bar new, you rest assured. "

"Ah, it is tough." Yan double lazy Road.

After the wash a comfortable hot bath, two-out Yan, Yan Guofu hand and asked:. "To the money"

Yan Guofu: "......"

Roles reversed about ten years, Yan Guofu spot dumbfounded, stunned for a long time: "I, I have no money ah ......"

"Come on, you have to buy dinner."

"Gambler who can not have no money, fast, give me fifty do to increase the ah."

Yan Guofu apart from anything else from the pocket fifty dollars to double Yan, Yan fear of double Wait a big opening asking him want more.

When a gambler money to go out when it is really Xinrudaoge general, Yan Guofu heartache, after a two-out Yan, facing the air in the room kicking, vent their anger heart.

In a few minutes, the door was sounded.

Yan Guofu silently cursed: go out without a key, the door tonight, do not you!

Ma Wan, obediently went to open the door.

When you see people outside, Yan Guofu was shocked, "Mr. Wei?"

Wei Yi dust still wearing clothes during the day, there is no trace of the fold, no matter when and where looks are too sedate reassuring.

Yan Guofu saw him put out of mind and take out, "Mr. Wei, you come, I tell you, today, can double Yan wrong, Yaowuheliu at me, and let me cook and let I cleaned, just asked me for money, Mr. Wei, this little **** ...... "

Yan Guofu Wei Yi, then halted in the cold dust in the eyes.

Wei Yi dust: "The others do?"

Some words, he did not want the phone, he said he wanted to see Yan double, so he came.

"I just asked for fifty dollars out." Yan Yan Yan Guofu Road.

Wei Yi dust lightly nod, "keep the door, he came back to his door."

Yan Guofu: "......"

Wei Yi turned to dust down the stairs, her husband's room corridor made him miss a little bit, he is also a child to live in such a house, and a relative is a kick to another floor of relatives from the floor, over time, entire rooms are husband She became his "home."

Rare so impulsive once.

To his impulsive but why is not the object.

Maybe ...... this is God.

Wei Yi dust rocked and shook his head, he walked out of the room her husband to go to the dark doorway, head smell a hint of roses mixed with fresh orange aroma.

He raised his eyes.

Yan double standing before him.

White T-shirt, blue shorts, a pair of sandals Tazhuo feet, hands carrying a plastic bag, Luanyao breeze blowing his hair short, he gave a show of hands in the bag, the bag of squeeze out air, shape of a thin box-shaped in the hand shook, wanton smile.

"I bought the largest number, you can use it?"