I Can’t Be This Protagonist

There is wind and fire on the grassland.

He is the wind, and so is the fire.

Yan Shuang smiled slightly, he looked relieved, and said to Ji Yao, "I'm sorry just now, I was too impulsive."

Ji Yao was stunned.

Just now... that shouldn't even be a kiss at all... He couldn't simply define what it was, he just instinctively did it.

"It's okay." Ji Yao said lightly.

Yanshuang opened his arms and hugged Ji Yao's waist. He leaned against Ji Yao's arms and said softly, "Ji Yao, you are so kind."

Ji Yao did not answer.

Because he is not good enough.

"Will we be friends for life?"

Yan Shuang's voice was cautious and nervous.

"Ok."

Ji Yao patted his shoulder lightly, "Yes."

Sitting in the hall, Cui Zheng watched Xiao Qingyang pacing back and forth, and couldn't help but said, "Can you be quiet for a while, I already have a headache, and walking around makes me dizzy."

"Why did they go out for so long? Shouldn't they also fight?"

Cui Zheng sneered, "Don't talk about it, maybe it will really start a fight."

"How can I do that?!" Xiao Qingyang was sweating coldly, "No, I have to go out and have a look, Yan Shuang's small body can withstand Ji Yao a few times."

"Don't go out," Cui Zheng said slowly, "fighting fairies, why are you joining in the fun?"

"Goblin..." Xiao Qingyang repeated half of it before he heard what Cui Zheng meant, and laughed angrily, "Impossible, Ji Yao is not that kind of person."

Cui Zheng: "Why do you dare to pack a ticket like this, you are his father?"

Xiao Qingyang was at a loss for words again, he stared at Cui Zheng, trying to say something to refute but couldn't say anything.

Ji Yao is indeed a blank sheet of paper in this regard, but he is also eighteen years old.

In fact, it is very early for a man to get enlightened in this regard. Anyway, he already had a love interest in middle school, but Ji Yao is not attractive to anyone, and he always seems to be particularly disgusted with that aspect...

Yan Shuang looks like a very pitiful boy, but he was Qin Yubai's lover. Even if it is really like what Ji Yao said, Qin Yubai designed Yan Shuang, but the experience exists there. In any case, Yan Shuang It is extremely inappropriate to be Ji Yao's love object even for a short time.

If his uncle knew that Ji Yao was hanging out with such a person... Xiao Qingyang shivered slightly, he really didn't dare to imagine what happened to Yan Shuang.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, Xiao Qingyang turned back.

Ji Yao and Yan Shuang came in, they held hands, Yan Shuang lowered his head, Ji Yao had no expression on his face, but he looked very peaceful.

Xiao Qingyang's pupils dilated slightly. Before he could say anything, Ji Yao had already looked at Cui Zheng, "Sorry, I was too impulsive today, I shouldn't have done anything with you, I apologize to you."

Cui Zhengzheng turned his face and pretended not to see Ji Yao. Hearing Ji Yao's apology, he couldn't help but lose his power. He couldn't pretend to be cold. Cai said: "I'm also at fault, I shouldn't speak so aggressively."

"Okay, that's right," Xiao Qingyang didn't care about anything else, he played the rounder first, then heaved a sigh of relief, and swept the hands of Ji Yao and Yan Shuang with his outskirts, and said, "Then tonight... Is Yan Shuang still leaving?"

"He's not leaving," Ji Yao said, "he sleeps with me tonight."

Cui Zheng didn't react, but Xiao Qingyang looked like he was struck by lightning, and said dumbfounded: "This, this is not appropriate."

"What's wrong with this," Cui Zheng stood up, grinned, and joked, "Don't they sleep together every day in the dormitory."

Xiao Qingyang: "..."

"Let's sleep together tonight," Cui Zheng pressed Xiao Qingyang's shoulder, "Let's have a good relationship with our uncle and nephew."

Xiao Qingyang was dragged back to the room by Cui Zheng, he was still worried and wanted to go out to have a look, but Cui Zhengxun said: "Can you manage you? "

Xiao Qingyang frowned slightly and told Cui Zheng about his concerns.

"When Ji Yao was investigating this matter, I was there the whole time."

"It's not easy for Yan Shuang. Inexplicably, Qin Yubai took a fancy to him, and he was sold by his adoptive father to help with the numbers."

"He is a victim, I admit, but you know my uncle's style, he doesn't care so much, if Yan Shuangzhen has anything with Ji Yao, Ji Yao will be scolded at most, Yan Shuang, he is this Life is over, you know?"

Compared with feeling that Yan Shuang is not worthy of Ji Yao, Cui Zheng heard Xiao Qingyang's meaning that he was afraid that Yan Shuang would suffer more.

Cui Zheng held his arms in both hands, leaned against the wall, and said with great interest: "When we discussed last time, we still agreed that this is a little green tea. Why did you defect so quickly?"

Xiao Qingyang glanced at him disapprovingly, and said solemnly, "Cui Zheng, do you have any heart?"

Cui Zheng: Not only does he have a heart, he also has a brain.

"You treat me like I'm not okay."

Cui Zheng walked to the sofa in the room and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, he remembered that day when he went to Ji's house, he tried his best not to take Ji Yao away. After a mysterious call came in, Ji Wensong suddenly let go people.

He didn't think about that.

Mainly not to think about it.

Now that he has been beaten, it is when he is on the top, and he is just thinking about it in a wild way.

Xiao Qingyang is right, a master like Yan Shuang...? Dangling around Ji Yao, how could Ji Wensong not know, and how could he let it go?

Unless, Ji Wensong acquiesced to this matter.

What's more, maybe Yan Shuang was sent by Ji Wensong.

Cui Zheng took a sip of wine, the wine was clear and spicy, he snorted and said to Xiao Qingyang: "Your uncle is indeed cruel enough."

In the room on the other side, Yan Shuang was rubbing medicine on Ji Yao's face.

Such a handsome face is hurt... even more handsome.

"It's not good to fight, don't fight again in the future."

"Ok."

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Yan Shuang almost didn't laugh out loud, Yu Guang secretly glanced at Ji Yao, saw his serious appearance, then looked back, holding a cotton swab in his palm and gently rolling it on his cheek, "What do you want to ask me, now Just ask."

Silence spread throughout the room, until Yan Shuang stopped, Ji Yao still did not speak.

He didn't want to ask Yan Shuang.

He was afraid of causing another injury to Yan Shuang.

The brain is so smart, but the emotion is a muscle.

Yan lowered his hands and leaned his face on Ji Yao's chest. He listened to the thumping heartbeat in Ji Yao's chest, grabbed Ji Yao's shirt with both hands, and silently said nothing.

"Go out to play together on vacation?"

Ji Yao said suddenly.

"Where to?"

Yan Shuang's voice was soft, and he couldn't hide his exhaustion.

Ji Yao rubbed his hair, "You'll know when the time comes."

two days later

When Yan Shuang got on Ji Yao's private jet beautifully, he knew that he had made the right friend.

"The snow-capped mountains there are beautiful," Ji Yao shook Yanshuang's hand, "You will like it."

Yan Shuang looked flustered. He was inseparable from Ji Yao these two days. As Ji Yao said, he was determined to protect him and would not let Qin Yubai get close to Yan Shuang again.

Ji Yao took care of the vacation, and Yan Shuang was taken to the airport by Ji Yao early in the morning, along with a private jet.

When the plane took off, Yan Shuang pretended to be on a plane for the first time and hid in Ji Yao's arms.

Ji Yao took his hand and comforted him bluntly.

"The ears hurt."

"Hold your breath, take a deep breath."

Yan Shuang said pitifully, "It still hurts."

Ji Yao looked down at him, reached out and pinched his nose, "Keep your mouth shut."

Yan Shuang squeezed it obediently, and after a while, the blush spread from his cheeks, Ji Yao let go of his hand, Yan Shuang exhaled sharply, and he was pleasantly surprised: "It's really not uncomfortable anymore."

Ji Yao felt relieved when he saw his pure joy.

It's good to go to relax.

He wanted to take Yan Shuang to see the snow.

This is his first wish for Yan Shuang to come true.

When the plane landed, it was daytime in Geneva, the weather was not good, it was overcast, the clouds were dark, and it seemed that it was about to rain.

Ji Yao prepared a windbreaker and scarf for Yan Shuang in advance, wrapped Yan Shuang tightly, and got off the plane with Yan Shuang's hand.

"Cold?"

"It's not bad."

Ji Yao forgot to prepare gloves, the two of them held hands, and the temperature was transferred to each other, but they felt warm.

"Will it snow here?"

"Not in the city, it will snow on the mountains."

"Wow."

Yan Shuang exclaimed, the haze was finally cleared away on his face, he pursed his lips and glanced at Ji Yao, "Thank you, Ji Yao."

Ji Yao clenched his hand tightly, "Go to the hotel to rest first, and get rid of the jet lag."

The two held hands and got into the car that was picking up people from the airport.

When Yan Shuang got into the car, he suddenly swept to the side of the airport bus, his eyes fixed on it, and Ji Yao also turned to take a look.

It was a few Chinese people, all of whom came together and dressed very formally. One of them was particularly conspicuous. His black coat made him look elegant and slender. He wore gloves of the same color on his hands, and he was carrying a brown suitcase. It blew the hem of his coat up and down.

Ji Yao inexplicably felt that the other party looked familiar, he turned his face and said to Yan Shuang, "You know him?"

Yan Shuang shook his head, looked away, and said calmly, "I don't know."

Like where have you seen it.

Ji Yao didn't take it to heart. When he walked out of the airport lobby with Yan Shuang, he saw someone holding a banner in Chinese that read, "Warmly welcome doctors from China to participate in the 9th International Medical Symposium."

Ji Yao's footsteps paused, and he remembered.

The doctor who gave the school speech.

In the corridor that day, when he and Qin Yubai were fighting, the doctor seemed to be there.

"What's wrong?" Yan Shuang looked at him curiously.

Ji Yao: "Nothing."

"Dr. Qi," the fellow doctor said to Qi Feiyun, "Dr. Smith will also be present at this seminar. You are his favorite student, can you give us a recommendation?"

Qi Feiyun was carrying the box, and his steps were not in a hurry. When the people around him asked again, he said lightly: "Sorry, it's not suitable."

The fellow doctor was rejected on the spot, although it was a bit embarrassing, it was not easy to continue talking.

The person who picked up the plane was a local staff member, and there was only one Chinese translator, but the doctors who came this time were basically good at English, so it was not difficult to communicate.

Qi Feiyun walked at the end, and his peripheral vision kept swiping to the left.

Two teenagers with a slight difference in height were wearing the same khaki coat, surrounded by the same camel towel, holding hands, looking extremely matched.

A dark-colored luxury car came, and the driver got out of the car and opened the door. The tall boy protected the shorter boy and got into the car after getting into the car.

Before the door was closed, Qi Feiyun looked at Yan Shuang in the car and hugged Ji Yao's arm with a smile.

"Doctor Qi."

Qi Feiyun turned back, and the local translator smiled regretfully: "There are not enough seats in the car, please wait here for two minutes, there is another bus behind."

Qi Feiyun looked around at the companions who had disappeared at some point, with an indifferent expression, noncommittal.

After the bus left, another dark-colored car approached.

The door opened, and the white-haired old man sat in the car. He smiled kindly and said in an exaggerated tone: "My Qi, my baby, my god, God bless you really came."

His English has a tinge of rising color accents, and is full of strong enthusiasm.

Qi Feiyun replied in English with a cold expression: "Long time no see, teacher."

Qi Feiyun didn't show much demeanor to the mentor whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The two sat side by side in the back seat. Smith praised him as still charming, but after two sentences, he turned the topic to "business".

"Qi, I need your help. To be honest, this is like fate for me. I accepted the commission, and you happened to be here. Isn't this God's arrangement?"

Qi Feiyun listened quietly, and after a while said, "Teacher, I have already quit."

"No no, you didn't quit, you have always been the most important part of us in my heart."

"I know you've lost interest in it, you're so good, so talented, it's no longer challenging for you."

"To be honest, I originally wanted to refuse this commission, but..." The old man shrugged, "The Chinese are so rich."

Qi Feiyun finally glanced at him, "Chinese?"

"Yes, Chinese."

Seeing that he was interested, Smith immediately took out the folder on the side, "This is really a top rich man, and he made a price that I can't refuse."

The folder was opened, and the words "Qin Yubai" were written next to the client's signature.

"I turned him down a long time ago, when he wasn't so rich."

"Of course... the difficulty of cross-language hypnosis is too great."

"But the situation is different now, Qi," the old man squeezed Qi Feiyun's arm, his blue eyes showing mixed emotions, "You are my god."

Youaremygod.

The old man spoke in a deep tone.

God.

What a cheap belief to put these three letters on a mortal body at will.

Qi Feiyun rubbed his fingers on the client's name for a moment, then turned the page again.

The second page of the document is what his teacher expects him to perform for his client.

——"The object of implementation: Yan Shuang."