If you don't act as a scumbag, you will die

"Host, you really scared me to death just now..." On the way back to the room, 013 took the initiative to speak, "I thought you were going to nod or affirm, but it's okay..."

"Maybe it's excitement." Cheng Cheng added with a sneer, "Aren't you the one who gloats every time I do this? If you could scare me, you wouldn't have told me about this setting from the beginning."

"Not really..." 013 hesitated.

"Pull it down." Cheng Cheng didn't want to talk to him.

He didn't know how he said that, and after he finished that sentence, he didn't turn his head back upstairs as if he was fleeing.

It was Xie Xun who wanted to take the initiative to ask!

He can't tell the truth!

Cheng Cheng thought for a long time and still felt a little uncomfortable: "013, do you think Xie Xun misses Ansha very much now!"

System: "It's okay..."

"Okay, you better stop talking." Cheng Cheng interrupted harshly.

He went back to his room and closed the door hard, wondering when Xie Xun would come up, so he simply lay on the bed and listened to the movement downstairs.

There was no sound coming from downstairs, and the night was too quiet. Cheng Cheng dangled his legs on the bed, bored, and finally fell asleep in a daze without knowing when.

Cheng Cheng usually slept well, but today he rarely had a dream.

But the dream is not coherent, layer upon layer intermittently, Cheng Cheng sometimes knows that he is dreaming, and sometimes feels that the scene in front of him is terribly real.

Sometimes he dreamed that he and Xie Xun were in peace, and the road was facing the sky, and he lost all the companies but Xie Xun didn't push him any further. Sometimes he dreamed that the content of the original book was close to the content of the inspirational protagonist. In the last scene, he approached him step by step, picked up the two people's previous marriage certificate with a cold face, tore up his ticket to the island for vacation, looked down at him condescendingly, and said with a sneer, Cheng Cheng, you also have today.

The last dream shocked Cheng Cheng into a cold sweat.

After being awakened, he realized that he had fallen asleep a long time ago, and now he woke up because Uncle Liu dialed the videophone.

Cheng Cheng rubbed his hair trying to wake up, but felt dizzy as if he had been poured with lead: "Hello?"

"Mr. Cheng, the ring you urgently ordered has been delivered. Do I need to send it to you for a look?"

He propped his chin and replied lazily: "Okay. You can just come in."

When Uncle Liu brought up the ring, he said by the way: "Mr. Xie's dress is almost ready. If you are lucky, you may be able to try it when he comes back tonight. It is also confirmed that all the invitations have been sent out, because the venue has already been arranged before. So everything went smoothly and quickly, and the rest of the details have been expedited according to the plan proposed by Mr. Xie last night..."

Cheng Cheng in front didn't listen carefully, and suddenly asked with a frown: "By the way, what's the date?"

Uncle Liu was stunned for a moment before realizing that Cheng Cheng asked when he would get married: "Next Friday."

Cheng Cheng checked the time, and it was indeed not much different from before, and he also asked for an expedited arrangement.

"Okay, I see."

After Uncle Liu left, Cheng Cheng lay on his back on the bed alone, picked up the things in his hands, and looked at them for a long time.

They are indeed exquisitely crafted rings. Compared with the women's rings, this pair of wedding rings is a relatively simple and low-key style, but the details are very elegant. Cheng Cheng lifted the rings and saw the initials engraved on the inner ring.

The cold face of Xie Xun in the dream just now suddenly appeared in his mind very realistically, Cheng Cheng lost one of his fingers, and one of the rings fell on his face in a daze.

Naturally it doesn't hurt, but it feels cold and real, as if reminding Cheng Cheng all the time that he and Xie Xun are really going to have a wedding next week.

Why did I bring Xie Xun to pick out the ring?

Cheng Cheng recalled that that day, Cheng Li came over to make a fuss, saying that he wanted to take Xie Xun back to "disgrace", but he didn't expect that Xie Xunsao made a move and didn't have to go back to his home, but the condition was that the wedding must be held.

After all, in the original book, this part of the plot is a proper "Day of the Protagonist's Good Friday". From the beginning to the end, the original owner taunted him, used his fingernails to make red marks as rings, and finally threatened him with his sister to kiss him. Completing the ceremony...

Cheng Cheng's brows twitched, why is there a scene of kissing?

And Cheng Cheng wanted to buy the ring because he didn't want the members of the Cheng family to see a joke, and the actor wanted to make the wedding beautiful, not to mention that the original owner likes to play affectionate in front of Xie Xun from time to time to disgust him, as long as he is outside Pretend to be intimacy in front of people, and it doesn't have to be judged as a broken person.

"...I just said that the judgment method of your system is very strange." Cheng Cheng couldn't help complaining.

The system chose to turn a deaf ear this time.

The dream just now hadn't completely faded away, Cheng Cheng looked at the two rings in front of him with a headache...

He wrinkled his face and thought, forget it, just treat Xie Xun better at the wedding, and hope that he will really make trouble when the time comes, and the farther he can run, the better.

Cheng Cheng rolled around on the bed twice more, his whole body seemed to be unable to exert himself, but he still struggled to go downstairs to eat something.

Originally planned to go to the art museum in the afternoon, but today Cheng Cheng was really lacking in interest, so he finally canceled the appointment and stayed at home to lie in the corpse.

During the period, Qi Rong made a phone call to say hello, and Cheng Li also sent a mocking message, saying that he was looking forward to the wedding, but Cheng Cheng taunted him in a strange way and stopped responding.

Cheng Cheng carried the drawing board to the living room, ready to finish the semi-finished product last time, but subconsciously raised his head halfway through the painting, only to realize that the model himself is probably still in the company and has not been able to come back.

He finally found the reason for his bad mood today.

After all, getting a certificate is nothing, this is the first time Cheng Cheng has experienced such a wedding, even if he has made some psychological preparations, he still can't fully adapt to it, and when the ring arrives today, it's like being pressed the fast-forward button. It made him a little uneasy.

So the other party must be dragged into the water!

Cheng Cheng took it for granted, and glanced at the current time.

06:30 in the afternoon.

Just in time, he took out his mobile phone and pretended to send a message.

[orange: Come back for dinner tonight. 】

[orange: The ring has arrived, you can try it first when you come back to see if it fits. 】

But the amazing thing is, before Cheng Cheng went to find those rubbish chicken soup literature this time, the other party replied very quickly.

[X: Not necessarily. 】

[X: Mr. Cheng, I don’t think this kind of thing needs to come back and try it out. 】

Cheng Cheng held his mobile phone in amazement, this person actually typed a sentence of more than ten characters, which is so rare.

Just when Uncle Liu came over and asked him if he wanted to eat first, Cheng Cheng shook his head and continued typing.

[orange: Do you think I'm discussing with you? ? 】

Cheng Cheng was recalling the shop that Tian Xin took him to last night and suddenly had an idea.

[orange: By the way, it's okay if you don't come back for dinner. 】

[orange: What do you think of the supper I brought you yesterday?I can't get it here, so if you don't want to come back, just bring me a copy. 】

Cheng Cheng typed quickly, and when sending it, he typed "Thank you."

As a result, he was shocked as soon as he typed it out—is this a too good attitude towards the protagonist, which will trigger a violation of the character design judgment? !

Thinking of the last time I took the initiative to move a chair for him and it was in excruciating pain, Cheng Cheng's heart turned cold all of a sudden, and he was about to withdraw the latter one immediately.

But the expected pain did not come.

Cheng Cheng placed his finger on the message in doubt, and asked, "013, why is it that I am being nice to the protagonist now that it is not a violation of the rules!"

"Oh, this, it seems to be." Every time the system comes out to explain this problem, Cheng Cheng feels as if he is making excuses for the BUG temporarily, "because the host is not in the same space as the protagonist, and the most important Yes, it is impossible to accurately express the original owner's original design only by words, so..."

Cheng Cheng always felt unwell today, his head was a little stuffy, and hearing such vague speeches made his headache even worse, so he interrupted: "Speak human."

"That is to say, text alone cannot show the original owner's personality, so if it is just text messages, it will not be considered broken no matter what."

Cheng Cheng was stunned: "Is there such a good thing?"

"Does that mean I can talk properly?"

"Forget it...forget it." The system's voice sounded reluctant, as if it didn't want to reveal the news.

Although sometimes Xie Xun's words are a bit surprising, Cheng Cheng is still pleasantly surprised by this discovery.

He immediately knocked out the chat box and continued typing.

[orange: I sent you the address!Let me get a remote number for you first, and ask for the two spiciest flavors!Thank you Baby!baby you are so nice! 】

[orange: I really want to eat it!Waiting for you, Brother Xie Xun! 】

When Cheng Cheng was studying in the past, he was very cooperative with other people's behavior of taking advantage of words. After all, saying a word can have real benefits, and it is a lot of meat, so why not do it.

"However, the host," the system kindly reminded at the end, "although text messages are not considered human design judgments, but if words are used instead of language for everything, it is naturally considered a big collapse of human design."

"...Oh." Cheng Cheng resented, never expecting his future plans to be seen through.

Forget it, it's also a good thing to be able to talk a little better at least some of the time.

As Cheng Cheng thought about it, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate. He lowered his head and found a new message popped up on it.

[X: Got it. 】

At the same time, in the ward of a private hospital, the girl who was eating fruit poked her head curiously: "Are you chatting with Brother Cheng Cheng?"

"...Hmm." Xie Xun didn't have any emotion on his face, he just deliberately covered the phone screen to prevent being seen, and responded lightly.

"Did he have something to ask you?" Xie Ling said very tactfully, "You have been here many times in the past few days, and the doctor said that I can resume my normal diet now. If you have something to do, go back early."

Seeing that the other party hesitated, Xie Ling tentatively asked: "Or, what trouble did you encounter in your wedding?"

"No." This time Xie Xun responded very positively.

"That's good." Thinking of the words he heard last time, Xie Ling carefully glanced at the person beside him, "Anyway, I can't help much, so..."

She was still a little excited after thinking about it: "I'm really looking forward to arriving soon next week."

Xie Xun lowered his eyes.

What to expect.

He thought to himself, it was just a farce-like wedding.

"Brother, don't you want to go back?" Xie Ling asked.

Hearing what she said, Xie Xun pondered for a while and asked, "Do you want to go out for dinner?"

Xie Ling thought he heard it wrong, and said happily: "Okay! I want to eat—"

In the end, before she could say what she wanted to eat, Xie Xun had already stood up from her bed, as if not giving her a choice at all: "Then let's go."

...Alright, it's a good thing to get out of the hospital anyway.

Xie Xun still hesitated when he took his sister to the parking lot.

But it wasn't until the two of them left the gate that no one came up to stop them, Xie Xun finally believed it. It seemed that the hospital had indeed been out of Cheng Cheng's control for a long time.

There is no rush, and there is no need to startle the snake.

Xie Xun thought silently.

Since he is already so pitiful, it is not difficult to satisfy the wish of a person who has been kept in the dark.

Xie Ling was very excited along the way, and when Xie Xun took her to stop at the entrance of a private lobster restaurant that he had admired for a long time, the excitement reached its peak.

Her older brother who strictly forbade him to eat junk food has changed!

Because the number was taken a long time in advance, the two of them basically didn't have to wait long before ordering.

Xie Ling was happy to sit down, and when she wanted to ask the waiter to get the tableware, she heard her brother give the waiter the order number, ordered two signature flavors in the store, and said, "Take it."

...?

It's okay, it's not impossible to pack it back.

Before she could think it through clearly, she heard Xie Xun order a stir-fried seasonal vegetable and a boiled lean meat porridge.

The lightness was in stark contrast to the previous two extra spicy lobsters.

The preparations in the store were quick, and not long after, Xie Xun came out with two bags of packed things: "Let's go, I'll take you back to the hospital first, and then I'll go back."

Xie Ling's eyes glistened when he smelled the spicy smell that overflowed from the thermal bag from time to time: "Okay!"

As a result, 15 minutes later, Xie Xun parked the car at the entrance of the hospital and did not get out by himself: "Remember to call me if you have anything to do. Read books and play games less."

Xie Ling got out of the car, looking eagerly at the things on the co-pilot.

So, in the next second, Xie Xun calmly handed another bag containing stir-fried vegetables and porridge to Xie Ling: "Go."

???

Xie Ling didn't expect things to go like this, and then heard his brother say: "I asked the doctor, it's better to be calm."

"Then, that lobster..." Looking at the plain things in his hand, Xie Ling still didn't give up, and pointed to the co-pilot's bag of food exuding a strong aroma.

Xie Xun looked at her calmly: "When did I say I would take you to eat this?"

"..."

Xie Ling's pupils trembled, and then changed into a look of understanding everything: "Okay, okay brother."

It was not too late when Xie Xun drove back.

He parked the car, lowered his head and pressed his phone.

The phone was turned on, and the time displayed was [-]:[-]. The screen was clean and there were no unread messages.

While Xie Xun took out the key to open the door, he recalled a certain look in Xie Ling's eyes before he left.

He always felt that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something.

However, there is no way to explain the details to her for a while, Xie Xun frowned slightly, it is impossible for him to tell all the ins and outs, let alone say that this "takeaway" is just for a person who is kept in the dark compensation only.

Yes, compensation.

Xie Xun carried some heavy things in his hand, but felt a lot more relaxed.

He walked in the door, the corridor lights outside were still on, reflecting a soft yellow light from the living room.

Xie Xun didn't quite skillfully use the key to open the door, changed his shoes, left the entrance, and walked through the corridor.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a drawing board not far away, on which was a sketch of a semi-finished product. From the strokes and proportions, it was not difficult to see that the person on it was himself.

Xie Xun's expression was a bit complicated, but in a blink of an eye, he found that the person who was originally painting was huddled up on the sofa at the moment, with his eyes closed, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, his lips were dry, and there was a bruise on his originally pale face. An unnatural blush.

This is……?

Xie Xun put the things in his hand aside, stepped forward and tried to speak.

"Mr. Cheng?"

no response.

But Xie Xun could hear the breathing sound of the other party seemed to be heavier than before, and he could feel some unusual heat even if he got closer.

Xie Xun came closer and patted Cheng Cheng on the back lightly: "Mr. Cheng?"

Probably because of the push, the person on the sofa frowned even more, and moved uncomfortably.

Cheng Cheng himself didn't know when he fell asleep on the sofa.

He just remembered telling Uncle Liu not to eat dinner, but the discomfort that remained after waking up today was getting worse and worse - I guess it was because he and Tian Xin went for a drive in the middle of the night yesterday, and he didn't pay attention when he came back, and he ate again today At first, it was not a big deal in the evening, but as soon as it accumulated at night, it suddenly had a fever.

"Mr. Cheng, are you okay?" Xie Xun reached out and touched the other person's forehead, the temperature was very high, "I'll find you medicine and a thermometer."

He was just about to get up, but before he could leave, his wrist was grabbed.

Cheng Cheng's palm was astonishingly hot, and he felt a little dizzy from the fever. He couldn't tell where he was now, and he snorted in a daze. that day.

His eyes were still bloodshot, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't rush to finish the painting..."

Xie Xun was startled, and then realized that the other party was referring to the painting next to him, and his mood suddenly became strange: "Mr. Cheng..."

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng," Cheng Cheng retorted in a daze, "I don't have a name, Mr. Tian Tian? Call me Dad!"

"..."

Xie Xun straightened up, and stopped calling him by the previous address, and said directly: "You have a fever, where is the medicine?"

Cheng Cheng only felt the buzzing in his ears, closed his eyes again, muttered "I don't know" dissatisfiedly, and shook his head.

"It's all because of yesterday...and today..." Cheng Cheng finally remembered who he was now, but he still couldn't open his eyes and muttered softly.

It's all because of the wind that blew too long yesterday, and I didn't pay attention today, really.

However, when Xie Xun beside him heard his muttering, his expression changed slightly: "Cheng...I didn't ask you to wait for me yesterday."

Xie Xun didn't waste any more time and found Uncle Liu directly.

The other party was also surprised when he saw him like this: "Mr. Xiao Cheng said he won't have dinner today, it's my fault, I didn't notice that he was not feeling well..."

I have a fever and want to eat spicy food.

Seeing that Uncle Liu had started to handle it proficiently, Xie Xun couldn't do much to help, so he could only stand aside and wait for the other party to take his temperature: "How is it?"

"38 degrees five." Uncle Liu said, "I probably caught a cold accidentally... I'll go get some cooling down first."

"Cheng...was he always like this before?" Xie Xun asked.

A cold is a fever.

"Well," Uncle Liu sighed, "Mr. Xiao Cheng's health has never been good. Although there are no major problems, minor problems always come from time to time."

"I'll do it." Uncle Liu smiled at him.

Xie Xun glanced at Cheng Cheng who was still curled up in a ball, his eyebrows were still furrowed: "If you want to send him to the hospital..."

"It's okay. If you want to go, I'll just call the driver. Don't worry."

"But if it's convenient for you, can you help Mr. Cheng to the room?"

"……it is good."

Xie Xun walked over, Cheng Cheng's expression looked stinky, his eyes were still tightly closed, but his limbs were soft and he looked like he was being manipulated by others.

Uncle Liu wanted to help him up together, Xie Xun thought for a while: "Forget it, you can do me a favor, I'll just carry it on my back."

"Excuse me."

Uncle Liu carefully supported Cheng Cheng's back, and put his hand on Xie Xun's shoulder.

Cheng Cheng was in a daze, but at least he still had a little bit of consciousness left, and he could find a comfortable posture. When he felt that someone was helping him, he simply hooked his hands on the other person to hang him up, but his feet were not stable yet. Hanging in the air, he quickly kicked off the sofa twice, still leaning on the opponent's back, and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

"..."

Seeing that his feet were still kicking around, Xie Xun frowned, but he still swung his hands around and hooped him on his back.

so light.

Cheng Cheng stopped moving when he was comfortable, and leaned his chin on his back in satisfaction, muttering reward: "Not bad!"

Xie Xun pursed his lips, his expression unchanged.

He is tall, with broad shoulders, his back is not bumpy at all, it is not far from the first floor to Cheng Cheng's room, Xie Xun walked very steadily, but the person on his back was restless and knocked on his chin Little by little.

And Cheng Cheng was very hot, one cheek was directly attached to Xie Xun's body, even though he was wearing a coat, he could feel a burst of heat like a branding iron.

"Don't you really need to go to the hospital?" Uncle Liu opened the door of the room, and Xie Xun carefully put him on the bed with him, and asked.

Uncle Liu started to take Cheng Cheng's temperature for the second time with ease, and went to get warm water and a towel to physically cool down the fever: "Mr. Cheng used to have a fever like this, and he has experience in dealing with it a lot."

"Of course we still need to observe the body temperature..." Uncle Liu said, "I'll do it."

"By the way, your dress has arrived today. I have put the clothes in your room. You can try them on later when you are free."

"Okay." Xie Xun nodded, standing there didn't seem to be of much help, but he hesitated and didn't leave.

His eyes swept across the room casually, and suddenly his eyes focused, and he saw an exquisite small box.

It seemed to be a store that the two of them had visited together before.

Noticing his gaze, Uncle Liu immediately said, "Yes, this is a custom-made ring. Would you like to open it and have a try? When you first arrive, you can fine-tune it if you are not satisfied."

Xie Xun opened the box, and what came into view were two stacked men's rings.

It was the one he chose at the time, and he still remembered that Cheng Cheng filled out his information and said, "You can only register once."

only……

He also remembered the scene at that time, even including the notes he saw later when Cheng Chengfei wanted to peel the lychees himself.

Intimate names, familiar communication...

"...No need to try." Xie Xun closed the ring box indifferently, but did not leave the room immediately.

After a while, Uncle Liu showed a little relieved smile: "It's dropped a lot. I'll make an appointment with the doctor for tomorrow morning, and let him go to bed tonight."

Xie Xun nodded: "Okay."

He walked out with Uncle Liu.

Xie Xun stood on the railing on the second floor, the light in the living room was still on, looking down from here, he could still see the drawing board set up, a few pens randomly placed, and half-painted paintings.

And not far from the drawing board, the insulation bag he had just brought back was well placed on the table.

Xie Xun had to admit that although this person had a weird temper and was moody, he actually had some talents that he didn't expect.

He returned to his room and saw an exquisite gift box tied with a ribbon on the bed.

It opened to reveal a well-cut, well-made wedding dress.

Xie Xun sneered, recalling the ring he had seen just now.

Uniqueness is nothing but a gimmick of the merchant, an illusion packaged for a lie.

This person's black history is so much that there is no need to hide it, but he actually dared to show his phone to himself, as if to prove something.

Xie Xun put the gift box aside, and did not intend to try it.

The time was approaching, and the design of this wedding from big to small was basically passed by himself. At this moment, the person who was having a fever didn't even look at it a few times.In a few days, they will stand on a certain lawn, in a scene surrounded by flowers, accept blessings from who knows who, and say some sincere oaths...

He still felt that this marriage was absurd.

But... Xie Xun thought blankly.

This person treats himself—it seems to be different from those other people.