The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Zhang Yi was in the storage room counting various types of alcoholic beverages when suddenly, he heard a "bang" and Lin Yue pushed open the door and walked in.

She looked mysterious and lowered her voice to Zhang Yi, "Hey! Why are you still here? Come with me! Deng Shentong is here!"

As soon as Zhang Yi heard the name "Deng Shentong", he felt an irrepressible joy in his heart.

He hurriedly put down the bottle in his hand, wiped it hurriedly on his apron, and hurriedly reached out to tidy up his messy hair.

The tall man was like a child who had made a mistake, and suddenly became a little confused. He looked at Lin Yue pitifully and asked expectantly, "Where is he now?"

"It's in Box 1 on the second floor. Come, take it." Lin Yue smiled and handed a tray full of drinks to Zhang Yi, and said, "This is what the God Team ordered. You have to be careful not to spill it!"

Zhang Yi nodded nervously, holding the edge of the tray tightly with both hands.

He knew that this was his only chance to see Deng Shentong, and he couldn't afford to make any mistakes. So, he carefully raised his feet and walked slowly towards the second floor.

With every step he took, Zhang Yi felt his heartbeat getting stronger. The tray in his hand seemed to become heavier, but he did not dare to relax at all.

Finally, he arrived at the door of Box No. 1.

After he stood still, his eyes fell on the luxurious carved wooden door, and he could faintly hear bursts of hearty laughter from inside the door. Although he was full of expectations, when he was only separated from Deng Shentong by a wall, he couldn't help but hesitate.

He was afraid to face what might happen next. At this moment, he suddenly realized that if Deng Shentong had forgotten him, it might be a good thing.

In this way, he could appear in front of Deng Shentong as a stranger, and no longer be the demon that made Deng Shentong feel fear and pain.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then he gently knocked on the closed door.

"Is this the drink Mr. Deng ordered?"

"Yes, come in!" a loud shout came from inside the door.

The door slowly opened, and I saw that the spacious private room was crowded with people and very lively. The originally wide space now seemed a little overcrowded.

However, as if there was a special attraction or magnetic field, Zhang Yi saw the silver-haired man sitting on the sofa at a glance in the dim light and noisy crowd.

He was wearing a neat suit that shone with silver light, as if emitting endless light. His face was so handsome that it was amazing. His long, silky silver hair was casually draped over his shoulders, falling down like a waterfall.

Perhaps he was having a happy gathering with his teammates at this time, and he showed a different kind of casual attitude.

He held his cheek with one hand and casually placed the other hand on the table, tapping lightly. Those slender and beautiful fingers, even with just a few random movements, looked like they were playing a piece of music.

Those charming eyes sparkled with a joyful smile, as if they were happily communicating something with someone else.

The expensive and luxurious shirt was slightly open, vaguely revealing the man's slender neck and delicate collarbone lines.

And on the ornament around his neck, a crystal clear, dazzling diamond sparkled with charming light.

Zhang Yi stood there blankly. He hadn't seen Deng Shentong for a long time, and even longer hadn't seen Deng Shentong so charming and elegant.

Deng Shentong was full of vigor and vigor, and his every move showed the elegance of an aristocrat, but at the same time he was also casual and natural. He exuded a noble and cold aura, as if he was born with this kind of arrogance.

This is the real Deng Shentong, this is what he should look like.

Zhang Yi came back to his senses, walked into the private room, and carefully placed the tray on the table. However, his eyes could not help but stay on Deng Shentong, as if he was attracted by an invisible force and could not extricate himself.

Deng Shentong seemed to feel his burning gaze and turned his head slightly, and his eyes happened to meet Zhang Yi's.

A hint of doubt flashed across his face, but it was quickly covered up by a faint smile.

"Have we met somewhere before?" Deng Shentong chuckled, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

His words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the originally cheerful atmosphere in the private room.

In an instant, the private room became silent, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes fell on Zhang Yi like searchlights.

These eyes were full of scrutiny and vigilance, as if they were trying to figure out who could have attracted the attention of their captain.

Zhang Yi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

Could it be that Deng Shentong still has memories? This thought exploded in his mind like a bomb.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in his heart, and told himself to stay calm.

However, how is this possible? As the price of reversing the outcome, Zhang Yi's cause and effect had been completely erased from this world.

He is now like a brand new life, with no past and no future. No one in this world would remember that such a person ever existed.

Perhaps, this was just an unintentional remark from Deng Shentong.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi forced a smile and tried to answer in the most natural tone:

"No, I'm new here." His voice was slightly trembling, but he tried his best to act normal.

Seeing this, Deng Shentong burst into laughter, and the doubt in his eyes gradually dissipated, as if the question just now was just a joke he made on the spur of the moment.

"Interesting, but this wine was delivered just in time. I just happened to be thirsty." As he spoke, his hand had already picked up the wine glass. He tilted his head back and drank the contents of the glass in one gulp, not caring at all about the overflowing liquid flowing down the corners of his mouth and finally hanging on his Adam's apple which was rolling up and down.

Zhang Yi quietly watched the man in front of him drinking, his eyes gradually becoming a little obsessed. When he came to his senses, he hurriedly picked up the plates, lowered his head and hurried out of the private room.

After leaving the private room as if escaping, Zhang Yi leaned against the wall in the corridor, breathing heavily.

Before coming here, Zhang Yi had actually made countless plans and preparations in his mind. After all, Deng Shentong was already married and had a career, so no matter what happened, he only needed to take a look at him, and he must not disturb his peaceful life.

However, when he really saw that person, Zhang Yi realized that all his psychological defenses were just for show. They would be instantly defeated by just a casual glance from Deng Shentong.

It’s not enough, far from enough. He doesn’t like Deng Shentong enough and can’t bear to part with him.

The overwhelming thoughts and desires instantly destroyed his rationality, which he thought was impeccable.

Zhang Yi grabbed his hair tightly, his face was as pale as paper, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and he slowly squatted down.

He realized with pain and despair that he was such a shameless person and that he could not change the greedy nature deep in his heart no matter what he did.

Now he has become so ordinary and humble, but he still longs to possess Deng Shentong again.

He longed to return to Deng Shentong's side and become that unique and irreplaceable person.

His throat was tight and his voice was hoarse. He almost lost control and wanted to pour out his endless longing for Deng Shentong and the great pain he had endured in his heart during this period of time, and tell him that he had once possessed him completely.

However, he knew very well how proud Deng Shentong was, so how could he easily accept someone like him?

After all, to Deng Shentong, I might just be an indelible stain in his perfect life.

The laughter in the box was still lingering faintly in his ears. He had already ruined Deng Shentong once, but he still showed no remorse.

Zhang Yi looked at the ceiling in despair. He leaned against the wall and had never hated his bad nature so much.

Why are people so greedy?