The villain stole the heartthrob script [Wear the book]

"The devil's methods are despicable, he dared to provoke the fairy master, and waited for his subordinates to lead someone to kill him on Luoming Mountain!"

"Immortal Lord! The demon lord forcibly snatched the little boy Muyan yesterday and returned to Luoming Mountain! The demon sect is so perverted/evil, I beg the immortal lord to save my son!"

"Immortal Lord..."

The dream was noisy and upside down, He Yu was wrapped in the clouds, he couldn't see the faces under the clouds clearly, he just felt irritable.

Then, those people suddenly turned into ferocious wolf dogs, with bloodthirsty red eyes and salivating mouth, rushing up and biting themselves.

The stinging pain was sharp, and He Yu suddenly woke up from the dream covered in cold sweat, with shortness of breath and unsteady breathing.

"Ah, I'm actually awake." Someone said lazily next to my ear.

He Yu's throat rolled, and he looked slowly along the prestige, and met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Xie Li had already changed into a gray-blue shirt, and looked down at himself with his chin propped on one hand, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "You have been asleep for three days, if you don't wake up, you can just bury it."

He Yu was about to sit up immediately, but just as he moved, his arm suddenly hurt.

"Don't move, the water hasn't been hung up yet." The doctor on the side hastily ordered, skillfully fixed the direction of the needle, and said, "You don't pay attention to your body because you are young and vigorous, not to mention malnutrition, and you have such a high fever. If you don’t go to the hospital for a long time, you can go directly to the intensive care unit a few days later.”

He Yu was taken aback.

It was only then that he noticed that he was not in the previous kennel concierge, the bed was soft, drips were quietly hanging on the shelf beside the bed, and the lights were warm yellow, it should be the guest bedroom of the villa.

And the dirty shirt on his body has been replaced with pure cotton pajamas, which are soft to the touch.

Dr. Lin was specially hired by the Xie family, so he naturally recognized the former young master of the He family. He glanced over, lowered his head and packed up his things and said, "Pay attention to rest. I will come over next Tuesday to get the third dose of rabies vaccine."

He Yu lowered his eyes and said softly, "Thank you."

Seeing that the person turned around and was about to leave, Xie Li squinted his eyes: "Uncle Zhao, send Dr. Lin out."

Steward Zhao bent over: "Yes."

"No need." Dr. Lin raised his hand slightly, said see you next week, then turned around and left the door with the medicine box in hand.

When the people left and the door of the guest bedroom was closed, Xie Li took his eyes off the young man in front of him unhurriedly.

"Don't look at me with that expression," he raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I didn't cause you to have a high fever, nor did I bite you."

He Yu frowned and tightened the corners of his mouth, turned his eyes away, staring at the anti-inflammatory potion that was dripping down.

"Hey."

He Yu was silent for a moment, then looked back.

Xie Li casually said: "How old are you?"

He Yu looked at him with vigilance in his eyes, and after a while he whispered, "Seventeen."

Xie Li sneered, as expected, he was four years younger than himself.

The coincidence was all about this, he had already confirmed He Yu's identity in his heart, so he didn't bother to say more, got up and walked out the door.

"……and many more."

Xie Li's footsteps paused slightly, and he looked sideways, impatiently indifferent.

He Yu's figure was thin, sitting on the off-white bed, his slightly messy hair fell on his neck, making him look extraordinarily fragile.

He raised his eyes slowly, and said in a low voice, "You obviously hate me, why do you still help me?"

The person at the door looked back, smiled strangely and said "you will know later", then turned and walked out the door.

The light dimmed again, He Yu was quiet for a long time, finally took a deep breath, curled up slowly into the soft bed, and closed his eyes.

When people came out of the guest bedroom, Butler Zhao followed, with a low eyebrow: "Master, do you want to arrange the room—"

Xie Li stopped walking, raised his eyes expressionlessly, and his voice was as cold as ice: "I warn you one last time, don't test me."

Butler Zhao was sweating with this gaze, his scalp was numb: "Yes."

Only then did Xie Li look away, and strode towards the garden.

When the people left, Housekeeper Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to raise his hand to wipe off his sweat, when he suddenly heard the person in front say coldly, "Throw it out when you recover."

Butler Zhao was taken aback, but when he raised his head, he had already left.

He swallowed his saliva belatedly, a little confused about the attitude of the young master.

...Since a few days ago, he has vaguely felt that Xie Li seems to have completely changed, except that his face is still the same, and his words and actions are completely out of order.

More flamboyant, more decisive, and even more aura of a superior than Meng Yanmeng, who has long been famous in the circle for his vicious methods.

Thinking of this, Butler Zhao couldn't help but shudder, and left in a hurry.

At the end of summer, the chirping of cicadas is sparse, and with the windows open, you can see the clear blue sky outside as soon as you look up, and you can also see the young man leisurely walking his dog on the green lawn not far away.

The morning breeze was chilly, and the servant drew the curtains tightly with a straight face.

He Yu paused and looked away.

He sat by the bed, waited silently for the last drip, then put down the water glass, and slowly pulled out the tube.

Bright red drops of blood overflowed, He Yu took out a tissue and pressed it, and asked in a low voice, "What date is it today?"

The servant replied sternly: "September [-]th."

"Thank you." He Yu said softly.

Only then did the servant see the blood overflowing from the back of his hand, and he stepped forward to clean it up.

He Yu opened his hands sideways and shook his head: "I'm fine."

He wiped off the blood casually, put the tissue into the trash can, put on his shoes, got up and went out the door.

The sun was glaring, and when it fell on the skin, there was a warm touch. He Yu frowned uncomfortably, staggered his eyes, and continued to walk forward.

From a distance, Xie Li noticed the young man walking towards the lawn.

"Woof! Woof!!" Andre stalked restlessly, struggling for the rope, and yelled viciously at the opposite side.

Xie Li raised his index finger and let out a soft "shh", holding the leash, half leaning on the back of the chair by the flower bed, looking lazily over.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was still very young, his black hair was a little long, and a few strands curled up meekly, and his figure was thin under the loose pajamas.

He Yu obviously saw him too, he paused, glanced towards this side against the sunlight, turned his head and left without saying a word.

Andre purred impatiently from his throat, Xie Li perfunctorily stroked the dog's head, and looked thoughtfully at the closed door.

The BKD3 generation was still short of the last few parts of the magnetic sensor, but when He Yu was kicked out, there was no time to pack the things in the research room, and he only had time to stuff the semi-finished products into his luggage.

However, there is only more than one month left before the event, not to mention the extremely expensive sensors, he does not even have a computer equipped with a PLC (programming controller).

He Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, looked down at the metallic machine parts in his hands, and sighed slowly.

This is the most satisfactory intelligent brain that I have developed after spending three years, self-studying various types of mechanical physics, and constantly correcting errors. Unfortunately, I can't even reach the final step of the finished product.

He carefully put away the semi-finished products, and then took a look at the clothes piled up on the bed.

In addition to two T-shirts, there is only a pair of sweatpants left, which is pitiful.

He Yu suddenly thought of something, his face turned red and white, and his eyes widened.

----

"The racecourse?" Xie Li frowned.

Butler Zhao nodded: "Yes, you and Zhou Shao agreed to go to the equestrian competition on Saturday, and that's tomorrow."

Xie Li pulled out the surname Zhou from his memory, he seemed to be a playboy like the original, his name was Zhou Anyu.

He put down the cup weakly, took out a tissue and wiped his fingers: "No."

Butler Zhao lowered his eyebrows and said, "Okay, then I will say no to Master Zhou now?"

Xie Li casually hummed, and when he turned to leave, he suddenly thought of something and frowned: "Wait a minute."

Steward Zhao immediately turned back: "You say."

"Is it a game?"

"Yes."

Xie Li narrowed his eyes: "Is there any benefit to winning?"

Steward Zhao was taken aback, and said hesitantly, "I remember you mentioned that if you are No.1 in equestrianism, Meng will always have a bonus of 100 million."

100 million is not much, but for Xie Li who is now penniless, it is a timely rain.

He raised his eyebrows: "Prepare the car tomorrow."

Steward Zhao paused, but still didn't point out the fact that he couldn't ride a horse at all: "...Yes."

He was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, Young Master, Young Master He once looked for me before."

Xie Li raised his eyes.

"He said he wanted me to help him find a job to make money." Zhao Butler said.

Xie Li mocked: "What does he want money for?"

Butler Zhao lowered his head: "He said he wanted to buy a computer."

The other party did not speak.

"... Otherwise, I'd better invite him out?" Butler Zhao looked at his expression.

Under the light, the young man slowly narrowed his eyes, his eyes bright and dark.

"No need." Xie Li sneered, "Didn't he want to find a job, just let him follow me."

The young master was once reduced to a watchdog, butler Zhao swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to say anything more.