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

After Cheng Cheng said that, he went back to the room. When he took off his coat before taking a shower, he even hesitated for a moment. For the first time, he felt that the smoky smell also had the meaning of nostalgia.

In order to avoid thinking too much, he hastily blow-dried his hair and lay down on the bed, even throwing his mobile phone away.

Xie Xun was so busy these days, Cheng Cheng actually had a vague guess that his actions would not be small, after all, with his character, he was not so busy when he cut Cheng Li without saying a word.

But he didn't want to care about it, maybe there was no evidence, but he just felt that Xie Xun would not hurt him.

As for the others, at least he is a Long Aotian, the protagonist does what the protagonist should do, it is only right and proper.

Cheng Cheng didn't bother to deal with the mess all over the floor, he simply lifted the quilt and closed his eyes.

He didn't even dream, and it was the best night he had slept since this period of time.

Cheng Cheng woke up not too late the next day, but Xie Xun was nowhere to be seen when he went downstairs for breakfast.

He took a sip of tea, suddenly felt dull, and let Uncle Liu call someone to clean up his room listlessly.

"As long as there are unfinished scraps on the floor, I don't want them." He seemed to avoid facing the room full of paintings, which were unsatisfactory semi-finished products anyway. Looking at them, he would start thinking wildly again, "It's okay to throw them away. Paper is fine too, I’ll go back after sorting it out.”

How strange, he thought.

He obviously slept so well last night, and he was also angry when he got up, why did he wake up so irritable.

The point is, Cheng Cheng used to draw pictures to relieve himself when he was irritable, but now part of his irritability comes from painting, which makes him not know what to do.

After breakfast, he went to the screening room to pick out a movie, but his favorite old movie was boring to watch; so Cheng Cheng thought of the heated swimming pool in the villa again, and just thought about going for a couple of laps, but he didn't. People lost interest after walking past, and walked back along the path lazily.

not like this.

That's what he thought when he couldn't eat and barely finished a meal.

It is true that the atmosphere last night was good, but there is also a voice in his heart reminding himself that this is not the final result.

If he wanted to, he could continue to accept the pomegranate handed over by Xie Xun without knowing why, or he could pretend to be stupid and continue to treat him in the same way as before.

Cheng Cheng scratched his hair irritably.

He knows that he is not noble at all. If he really confirms something, he will not care how the subsequent plot of this book will collapse, and he will only do what he wants.

But the problem now is that he can't ask, the time hasn't come yet, and he can't confirm whether each of his current choices will trigger the high-tension line. Getting along with Xie Xun is very pleasant, but the premise of being happy is that he needs to be alive.

After finally spending the afternoon, Cheng Cheng received a message.

【X: Maybe I will come back later.Is there anything you want to bring? 】

They were obviously very simple Chinese characters, but Cheng Cheng read them back and forth five times, and even the punctuation marks were drawn in his mind, so he changed a serious expression and replied very reservedly.

[Orange: No. 】

After sending, he stared at the screen, and waited until the other party above finished typing. His palm trembled, and a new message popped up.

【X: Then do you want to go out?I asked Uncle Liu, and he said that you didn't eat much today. 】

【X: You can ask the driver to take you here, I'll try to be as early as possible. 】

[X: OK? 】

After vibrating three times in a row, Cheng Cheng's original plan to reply more coldly suddenly vanished.

Unable to tell where the impulse came from, he simply stopped typing and made a phone call.

The other party answered very quickly. At the moment when the call ended, Cheng Cheng didn't know what to say, so he could only say something dry, "Hello?"

Xie Xun's background was still a bit noisy, but he seemed to be walking around. After a while, there was a sound of closing the door through the receiver: "Yeah."

Cheng Cheng didn't speak for a while, but the other party didn't seem to be in a hurry, and waited for him quietly.

"I……"

He faltered for a long time, and simply gave up all meaningless opening remarks: "You come back now."

He knew that what he said had no beginning and no end, and it seemed unreasonable as an order.

The other party may be busy with important things now, but he still said so.

But he just wanted an answer, yes or no.

However, Xie Xun listened and didn't ask why he called suddenly, nor did he ask if there was something urgent, but just said: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Cheng ran back to the room holding the phone.

While closing the door, he finally called out the system that he had left out for a long time: "013."

"let's talk."

It has naturally seen Cheng Cheng's situation these days, and the overly respectful mechanical voice sounded a little creepy: "Host, I seem to know what you want to talk about."

"Really? Then tell me."

The system still has the same yin and yang tone: "But host, you actually violated the human design last night. It's just that you hugged the protagonist in the end, so the judgment was not triggered."

"So? Are you teaching me how to do things?" Cheng Cheng said mockingly, "You have set up so many bugs yourself, why don't you allow others to take advantage of them?"

"You have actually seen that the current direction of things will definitely not be consistent with the original book. But the agreement between us was bound from the beginning, no matter what, we must complete this year."

"I don't want it." Cheng Cheng said.

"Look, in fact, you have only half a year left now, and the remaining half year will pass quickly as long as you continue as before."

Cheng Cheng felt a sense of powerlessness: "But I don't want to do this!"

"I want to lift it."

The system didn't seem to take his words seriously: "Host, let me tell you this, the task on you comes with you when you come in. I'm just a guide. To put it bluntly, I can't help you much. Try to let you avoid detours."

"So you almost killed me once the day I first came, and this is a shortcut?"

The system made no waves: "That's just to let the host know the necessity and seriousness of the task."

Cheng Cheng laughed angrily, and almost shouted in a resentful tone: "Okay, even if I have to live with this so-called judgment for a year, I don't need your so-called 'guide'!"

This time, the other party finally remained silent for a little longer, and the sound of electric current passed through his mind, making Cheng Cheng feel uncomfortable all over.

"Why do you have to choose this way?"

"Enjoy everything you have now, the protagonist is also obedient to you now, isn't it good?"

"I don't, I don't want your brand." Cheng Cheng has been with it for a long time, and he can see some clues from its tone, "And you just said that I can't get rid of it within a year. task, but I can get rid of you."

"Host, if it weren't for me, maybe you would accidentally trigger it again..."

"When did you remind me in advance?!" Cheng Cheng's tone was unprecedentedly serious, "So I said, even if I accidentally trigger it later, it's my business to feel uncomfortable, but you—"

"Get out of my head now."

long silence.

The sound of the current is strong and weak, like a sigh of mercy from the perspective of God.

"You should know that you are a person who died in the original world. You are much luckier than ordinary people to be selected, not to mention that the role you inherited is actually not bad." AI's voice was cold, as if he didn't understand why Cheng Cheng would Having thoughts like, "Why aren't you content?"

"..." Cheng Cheng suddenly felt that it was futile to talk to a machine without human emotions. He sneered, "When you pulled me in, it was just a forced mission. Is it true that every host is willing? Really Is everything under your control?"

After Cheng Cheng finished speaking, he suddenly lost his strength and sat on the ground, feeling that it would be a waste of energy to say one more word to the system: "So you hurry up, I'm tired."

AI seemed to want to say something, Cheng Cheng said "shut up" and "screw" coldly.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Cheng suddenly felt his body lighten.

Obviously nothing changed, but he could sense that the annoying 013 had finally left.

He stood up on his feet in a hurry, and hurriedly looked for his mobile phone.

What if, what if?

Due to the violent movement, he lost his footing and fell on the bed. Cheng Cheng didn't care, and directly dialed the phone number just now.

"Hello?" He didn't wait for Xie Xun to speak, and opened his mouth first, "Where have you been?"

"There are still 10 minutes left, and I'm rushing back." Xie Xun's background sound was replaced by a loud horn, and he could hear that the road conditions are not very good, but his tone was still calm and peaceful.

"Xie Xun." Cheng Cheng didn't care about that, and said tentatively, "Do you want to treat me well?"

The opposite party was obviously taken aback, and then immediately said: "Of course."

"You wait for me to come back soon." He said.

Cheng Cheng smiled into the receiver: "Then I—"

He wanted to say, then I will treat you well.

It wasn't even a confession, but because Xie Xun had responded to his last sentence, he couldn't admit it casually.

An all-too-familiar pain surged up, and the air in the chest was squeezed out and wrapped around tightly, Cheng Cheng's face lost all color in an instant.

The phone fell to the ground, Cheng Cheng covered his mouth hard to prevent himself from panting heavily, Xie Xun didn't understand what happened, he was waiting, and then tentatively called his name.

The intense suffocation became more and more obvious, and with the last bit of strength, Cheng Cheng pressed the button to end the call.

The pain disappeared, and Cheng Cheng lay down on the bed exhausted, staring at the beautiful chandelier on the ceiling.

After a delay of 10 minutes, he sat up and took a sip of water.

It turns out that the noisy "guide" is gone, and the promised year is a year, and he is still there...

He sighed softly.

As soon as Xie Xun drove the car back, he threw the key to the people beside him, and walked in with big strides.

Seeing him coming, Uncle Liu was about to greet him, but Xie Xun waved his hand and said no: "Where's Cheng Cheng?"

"Mr. Xiao Cheng said that he is waiting for you at the open-air bar on the top floor." Uncle Liu took his coat and said.

Hearing this sentence, Xie Xun frowned: "The bar? Has he been drinking?"

Uncle Liu shook his head: "However, he made some preparations, and said that he will go up when you come."

Xie Xun hurriedly thanked him, and went upstairs without delay.

The weather had already turned cold, and the dusk was very short. Xie Xun remembered that he could still see an orange sunset when he was about to get home, but now when he reached the top floor, there was only thick blackness left.

He saw Cheng Cheng really sitting by the open-air bar, wearing a black suit, which made his lips redder and teeth whiter. When he looked at him, his eyes trembled slightly, he was too beautiful.

Suppressing the momentary throbbing, Xie Xun walked up, frowning: "Why are you here?"

He looked at the two glasses of wine in front of him: "Is there something wrong?"

Before he could finish asking, a cold hand rested on his palm, Cheng Cheng held him, looked at him and smiled: "Baby, you're here."

Xie Xun looked into his eyes and always felt something was wrong.

"Have a drink with me?" Cheng Cheng said, "Just one."

Xie Xun frowned and looked at him: "Are you in a bad mood today?"

Cheng Cheng curled his lips: "Not at all. I just had an argument with someone."

"Who?"

"You don't know." Cheng Cheng didn't seem to intend to talk about it, and pressed his fingers softly against him, pushing his glass of red wine over, "I woke up myself."

Xie Xun called his name: "You can tell me if you are unhappy."

"Another day." Cheng Cheng said relentlessly, "Why don't you drink it, because you're afraid I'll drug it?"

His voice is a little soft, and it always sounds like a spoiled child.

Xie Xun couldn't help but said, "I can drink it, but you don't want to drink it."

"I don't." Cheng Cheng refused to listen, "I want to drink."

As he spoke, he even wrapped his wine glass around Xie Xun's arms and announced, "We were too Western-style when we got married!"

"So I decided to make you a drink." Cheng Cheng looked at him and said, "Then can I drink?"

Xie Xun wanted to remind him that handing over a glass of wine was not red wine, but the temptation of this sentence was too great for him to refuse.

He watched Cheng Cheng drink the whole glass of wine bit by bit, and the other party occasionally frowned while drinking, but finally put down the glass with satisfaction.

"By the way." Xie Xun looked at him, "Do you have time next month?"

"My recent work will end soon. If you are free, I will take you to a place next month."

He felt that he should be very sure, but when he said this, Xie Xun was still a little nervous.

He wasn't ready yet, but he was inevitably impatient.

"Oh." Cheng Cheng looked at him, and didn't say yes or no, "Where are you going?"

"It's time to take you there."

Xie Xun wanted to ask what happened to him today, but worried that if he pushed too hard, the other party would be even more unhappy.

Forget it, he thought, there is still time after all.

It's good to let him get drunk once, since I'm here anyway.

Feeling Cheng Cheng's hand warm up bit by bit in his palm, Xie Xun looked at him and called his name.

"Huh?" As expected, the two were chatting, and when Cheng Cheng responded to him, his voice was already a bit chaotic.

But the hand was still on his.

"Are you sure I'll take care of you when you're drunk?" Xie Xun asked without knowing that there was a smile in his voice.

I thought Cheng Cheng wouldn't answer this time, but I didn't expect that the other party looked at him with good eyes, a little pink appeared on his cheeks, he grinned, and leaned forward to say it.

"Yes."

After all, Cheng Cheng's idea is very simple.

Although he didn't want to get drunk, after all, in the previous two times, one was forced and the other was to take advantage of loopholes.

But it's different now.

He smiled at Xie Xun with the last bit of clear mind, then stretched out his index finger and put it in front of his eyes, pretending to shake it mysteriously: "Actually...don't get me drunk."

Don't get me drunk.

Get the system drunk and hug me.

After he finished speaking, he pressed on Xie Xun.

"..." Knowing that this person was drunk again, Xie Xun had no choice but to pick him up and whisper his name.

"Cheng Cheng?"

He saw the person in his arms open his eyes, and smiled at him first.

Xie Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Cheng Cheng a hand. He was about to say, "Then I'll take you back to the room first," but before he could say anything, the other party climbed onto his shoulder and stuck his lips to it.

The slightly tipsy lips with aging wine are sweet, and Cheng Cheng's whole body is hot, mixed with the intoxicating aroma.

Xie Xun didn't move for a while, reason told him to push away, but everything except reason was shouting loudly.

He was still convincing himself, but didn't move.

He's not sober yet.

Don't take advantage of others.

don't want--

Before he could decide what to do next, the other party had already stood on tiptoe again and licked his lips with a wet tongue.