Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

Wei Du gave all the servants in the house a holiday first, and then took the two of them upstairs.

"You guys wait a moment." At the door of the room, Wei Du opened the door a little, got in first, and then closed the door.

Lin Cen raised his eyebrows, and leaned towards Qi Shaoyang, "Did you see it?"

Qi Shaoyang was puzzled, "What did you see?"

Lin Cen glanced at him and turned his head back, "Forget it, you'll find out when you get in."

Wei Du came out soon, carrying two overcoats with thick fleece.

Looking at the coat handed to him, Qi Shaoyang was puzzled, "What does this mean?"

Wei Du pointed to the thick fleece pajamas on his body, "Put it on."

The sun was shining brightly outside, and even with the air conditioner turned on, the heat in the room was rising from the soles of the feet.

Let them wear such thick fleece during the dog days?

Wei Du smiled wryly and did not explain, "You will find out later, please come in."

Qi Shaoyang took the clothes from Wei Du's hands, and instead of putting them on, he put them on Lin Cen seriously, and helped him fasten the buttons one by one.

Lin Cen originally wanted to throw his clothes away, but when he saw Qi Shaoyang's downcast eyes looking extremely cautious at him, he inexplicably stopped.

"Buckle it up, let's go in." Looking at Wei Du, who had a gentle look, he pushed Qi Shaoyang with heat on his face.

As soon as he entered, Lin Cen understood why he and Qi Shaoyang were asked to wear winter clothes.

Because it was too cold in the room.

It's like freezing to the bone in a cold day.

Lin Cen turned his head to the side, and saw Mr. Qi, who was maintaining his demeanor and a neat suit, put on the overcoat he was holding in his hand with a trembling face.

"puff."

Qi Shaoyang frowned, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Cen blinked, "I'm not smiling."

It's just the joy in the corners of the eyes and brows, which can't be stopped no matter what.

The room was damp and dark, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and the curtains were pulled tightly, so that no light could be penetrated. Two high-power humidifiers in the corner were working day and night. When Lin Cen stretched out his hand, his fingertips fell. A layer of frost flowers.

Lin Cen clicked his tongue in his heart. With such a bad environment, his wife would have to hold back her illness even if she was not sick.

"Actually, I also found that this matter is a bit unusual." Wei Du sat down beside Tang Yuewei.

Lying on the bed, Tang Yue closed her eyes slightly, her cheeks were so thin and sunken, she couldn't see her true face at all.

She lay there with a pale death covering her face, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she looked like a zombie.

Wei Du held Tang Yuewei's hand, and gently touched his cheek that was slightly twitching from the cold.

"It's too cold here. If it wasn't for Wei Wei's heartbeat and breathing, I even suspect that what I came in was not the bedroom, but the morgue."

Wei Du smiled self-deprecatingly, covered Tang Yuewei with a quilt, then stood up and walked towards Lin Cen and the two, "Mr. Lin, I offended you so much before, I'll make you right first."

He bowed deeply to Lin Cen, and Lin Cen accepted it without shame.

"The relationship between the two of you is very touching, but if it keeps getting cold like this, I'm afraid your wife will not recover, and you will die." Lin Cen stretched out his hand and patted Wei Du's shoulder lightly.

A warm breath spread from the shoulders to the whole body, dispelling the coldness that had penetrated into the bones.

Wei Du's face looked better, and he thanked Lin Cen.

While the warmth rises, the confidence that the other party can save his lover also doubles.

This young man who is doted on by Qi Shaoyang is indeed outstanding.

Wei Du felt better, but Qi Shaoyang was unhappy.

He pursed his lips and stood beside Lin Cen, his body was so cold that he was about to shiver.

The corner of the coat rubbed against Lin Cen's legs. He turned his head suspiciously, and was puzzled by Qi Shaoyang's appearance, "Do you have Parkinson's?"

Qi Shaoyang's trembling body paused, and his voice sounded like he was gnashing his teeth, "I'm cold."

Lin Cen said, "Then I'll ask Wei Du to bring you two more clothes?"

Qi Shaoyang fell silent, turned his head, his gaze fell on his shoulder, and stayed there for a long time.

However, his madness implied that Lin Cen hadn't received it. He had already followed Wei Du to the bedside, staring intently at Tang Yuewei who was as thin as a stick on the bed.

Lin Cen asked, "How long has she been like this?"

Wei Du said, "It's been a week."

Lin Cen's eyes widened a little due to surprise, and it took only a week to become like this. If he came a few days late, Tang Yuewei might really be a god.

Wei Du made way for him, Lin Cen bent down, spread his five fingers, hanging above Tang Yuewei's forehead.

Wisps of white light fell on Tang Yuewei's corpse-like face. There were meridians surging under the dry skin, like tiny snakes crawling under the skin.

Lin Cen frowned disgustedly, and withdrew his hand.

Wei Du hurried over, "How is it?"

Lin Cen took two steps back with a cold face, "Speaking of which, don't come over."

Wei Du stepped back in embarrassment, "Sorry, I'm just a little anxious."

Lin Cen's expression was calm, and when the topic changed, he mentioned the trending search, "Tell me, what's going on with the video."

Wei Du gritted his teeth as soon as he thought of this, "I have already dealt with a servant who eats inside and out and wants to sell news to the marketing account to make money."

A trace of impatience appeared on Lin Cen's face, "Who asked you this, I'm asking you what kind of medicine she mentioned in the video!"

Wei Du quickly explained, "It's not something else, and it's not the drug abuse that was criticized on the Internet. It's just some time ago my wife bought a very useful beauty medicine. Wei Wei loves beauty the most, and that person used me to make her ugly." To anger Wei Wei, the medicine Wei Wei asks for is just to make herself look better."

Speaking of this, Wei Du's eye sockets turned red.

After the incident in the video, Tang Yuewei never opened her eyes again, and the hideous appearance that rushed towards the camera was her last sober appearance.

No matter how much grief Lin Cen felt in his heart, he and Qi Shaoyang came in against the cold air not to watch him cry and listen to him tell how good their relationship is.

Qi Shaoyang stood beside him and squeezed his palm comfortingly.

Lin Cen's impatience subsided a bit, "When did she change her medicine?"

"About half a month ago, she was very happy to tell me that the beauty medicine she bought this time is the best product she has ever bought."

"Is that medicine still available?"

"No more, due to illness, Wei Wei has taken all the medicines in order to make herself look more beautiful."

Lin Cen was speechless for a moment, he was thinking about his face when he was dying.

"Don't you suspect that the reason your wife has become like this these days is because of the cosmetic medicine? The medicine was changed half a month ago, and she fell ill a week later. It's just a coincidence, and TV dramas dare not write like that."

Wei Du looked at Tang Yuewei, and explained in a low voice, "The medicines that Wei Wei took, I took them for testing as soon as I got them back, and I dare not let her take them after making sure they are correct."

All these years, he had protected Tang Yuewei impeccably, but in a place he couldn't control, he hurt his beloved.

"Is the rest of the medicine taken for the test still there?"

Lin Cen seems to have gotten into trouble with this cosmetic medicine.

He thought of the tapeworms hidden under Tang Yuewei's skin, which were more like poisonous poison than demons.

The air-conditioning in the room was not due to the attention of ghosts, but the yin and death qi emanating from Tang Yuewei's dying body.

Tang Yuewei has strong luck.

Before they were thirty, they became the group of people who stood at the top of the entertainment circle, with parents and husband who loved her and loved her, as well as filial and talented children.

This should have been the correct trajectory of her life.

Lin Cen remembered that in the book he had read, Tang Yuewei was the senior mentor of the protagonist Qin Hesheng, who taught him a lot and was one of his most solid shields when he was framed and criticized.

The Tang Yinghou in that book had a smooth life, but in reality Tang Yuewei was involved in the drug abuse storm, and survived with the last trace of nostalgia for the world.

"The medicine that was used for testing has long been gone, but I still have the medicine bottle left here, and maybe there are still leftovers of the medicine. Do you still need it?"

Lin Cen nodded, "Yes!"

Wei Du then laughed, his expression a little excited, "I'll go get it for you right now."

He remembered that the bottle of Weiwei's beauty medicine was placed in the drawer under the bedside table. As soon as he took it out, Lin Cen felt a trace of unusualness left on the medicine bottle.

Wei Du stretched out his hand to Lin Cen, Lin Cen stretched out his hand in disgust, and touched the body of the bottle with his fingertips. Tang Yuewei, who had been sleeping behind him, suddenly opened his eyes.

Tang Yuewei's eyes were cloudy and sticky white, but he accurately captured Lin Cen's figure.

She sat up from the bed, with only a layer of skin and bones sticking to her arms. She was clearly on the verge of dying, but she rushed towards Lin Cen quickly and fiercely.

Lin Cen's eyes sank, and with his back to the bed, he moved his fingers lightly, and the strings of the piano covered the entire room hidden, ready to go.

However, the one who moved faster than him was Qi Shaoyang who had been silently following him.

He swept Lin Cen behind him, and put his arms in front of him. A trace of cruelty flashed in Lin Cen's eyes, and he sent Tang Yuewei flying through Qi Shaoyang.

Tang Yuewei's body hit the humidifier in the corner, and the already overwhelmed body made a broken creaking sound.

He still wanted to go forward, but Qi Shaoyang grabbed him.

"I am fine."

Lin Cen turned his head, but saw a long and narrow bloodstain on Qi Shaoyang's face, an inch-long mark scratched from the base of the ear to the corner of the mouth, the wound curled up, and there was faint blood oozing out.

Qi Shaoyang touched his face following Lin Cen's line of sight, blood dripped from between his fingers.

He looked stunned, and he did not forget to comfort Lin Cen, "I'm fine, I don't hurt, don't worry."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Cen's expression became extremely terrifying at this moment.

An aura deeper and darker than the underground abyss pressed from him towards all corners of the room.

Wei Du, who was holding Tang Yuewei who had fainted again, opened his mouth wide, his eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't say a word. Watching him and the lover in his arms rolling over.

"You dare to hurt him..."

Under the clear boy's voice was a volcano that was about to erupt. Wei Du blushed and forgot to breathe for a moment.

"You dare to hurt him."

The lights in the house flickered wildly, and broke into powder with a "bang" in the sound of repeated showers, and the dim room completely lost its light.

"You dare to hurt him!!"

This is the extreme madness that is nothing more than a catastrophe. Wei Du covered his ears, and the endless sound of the piano was a musical note to remind him to die.

The bones of his whole body creaked, and he opened his mouth to say something, but what he spit out was bright red blood.

"Lin Cen, calm down!"

Qi Shaoyang never knew that Lin Cen would lose control to this point because of his insignificant wound.

He felt satisfied, complacent, and had thoughts that were so crazy that he couldn't vent them out.

He wanted to hold Lin Cen in his arms, kiss him, fuck him, and melt him into his own flesh and blood.

But reason let him know that if Lin Cen was not stopped, Wei Du and Tang Yuewei would really die.

He hugged Lin Cen, and stroked Lin Cen's back with trembling hands, "I'm fine, you hug me, I'm fine."

Lin Cen poked his head out from his arms, his eyes were burning with anger, they were astonishingly bright, with sparkling water floating in them, extremely contradictory, yet extremely alluring.

"No one can hurt you," he said, "including yourself."

"Qi Shaoyang, you are mine."

"You get hurt, I don't allow it."

The author has something to say: In order to show that it is not OOC, I want to knock on the blackboard!

The emotions of both people have been affected by the past

Boss Qi was also affected.