Straight male cannon fodder is attracted by the protagonist

When Meng Chan was in the last class in the morning and afternoon, Yu Zhiyi's news never stopped.

[Yu: Brother, when will you finish class ●)o(●]

[Yu: I'm so hungry, please cook for me, the house is so boring. 】

【Yu: Brother, my hand hurts so much, when will you come over and apply medicine to me: D】

Yu Zhiyi had no class in the afternoon, so he went back to his apartment after the morning class, and then spent the whole afternoon tormenting Meng Chan with messages.

Words are not enough to express Yu Zhiyi's mood, so he attached a bunch of cat emoticons. Looking at those aggrieved and cute cat emoticons, Meng Chan felt funny.

【M: There will be something later, come later. 】

[Yu: The cat is wronged JPG. 】

Meng Chan could feel his unhappiness through the screen.

He couldn't help laughing, and turned off the phone.

After class, Meng Chan didn't go back to the dormitory. He went to his own company. During this time, as long as there was no class, he would go to his company to familiarize himself with the project, which was regarded as an internship.

The original owner's company is a family business called Parkson Group. It has a certain position in the market and focuses on real estate development. Meng Chan's choice of major was also the request of the original owner's parents.

Perhaps it was because of occupying the original owner's body, Meng Chan felt guilty, so he chose to major in finance.When Meng Chan arrived at the company, Manager Li, the project leader, looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak to Meng Chan.

"What's wrong." Meng Chan put down the project evaluation letter, "What's the matter?"

Manager Li is a middle-aged man in his forties. Hearing this, he said hesitantly, "It's like this, Mr. Meng, it's...a luxury hotel construction project in cooperation with Changjing Company. Something went wrong." .”

Changjing Company is a company owned by Lu Li, and has been cooperating with Parkson Group. The luxury hotel is a project invested by Parkson Group, and the main person in charge is Changjing Company.

"what is the problem?"

Manager Li: "It seems that there are several debt disputes in that land. Those who have been in lawsuits have died, and the risk of this land is extremely high. This matter was suppressed by the Changjing company before, and now... "

There is a reason for Manager Li's hesitation. Meng Chan is the prince of the group and has always had a good relationship with the young master of Changjing. He often asks his father to invest in Changjing, and his father is extremely doting on his son. Most of Chang Jing's rise is due to Meng Chan.

Everyone in the company knew that the prince and Chang Jing had a very good relationship. Manager Li was afraid that Meng Chan would be too affectionate, so he turned a blind eye to this matter, and was anxious all day long.

Meng Chan leaned back against the table, crossed his long legs casually, lowered his eyelids, and said coldly, "Go and check the authenticity of this matter. If it is true, consider divesting."

Manager Li's eyebrows brightened, and he thought that fortunately the prince still has reason. The profit of this project was extremely low. Because of the long-term cooperation and the relationship between Meng Chan and Mr. Chang Jing, Manager Li couldn't break their relationship, so he gave invested.

Now it seems that Boss Xiao Meng is really different from before. Manager Li has been working in the company for a long time. He has witnessed how much Meng Chan admires Lu Li, and often uses his relationship to benefit Lu Li's company.Manager Li is a good person, and he can tell at a glance that Lu Li is just using Meng Chan.

However, Meng Chan didn't realize it. Manager Li was just a laborer, so he wouldn't dare to meddle in the prince's affairs.

Manager Li glanced at Meng Chan. He was wearing a long dark blue coat with a slim fit, holding a planning book in one hand.

I have to say that Manager Li still appreciates Meng Chan even more.

After Meng Chan finished handling the company's affairs, he checked the time. It was almost six o'clock, and news from Yu Zhiyi kept bombarding him.

It may be because of his hand injury, Yu Zhiyi was especially pestering Meng Chan, and used this excuse from time to time to ask Meng Chan to take care of him.

What can Meng Chan say, Yu Zhiyi's injury did have its own reasons, and there is nothing wrong with taking care of it.

He drove out of the company by car, and when he passed the supermarket, he guessed that Yu Zhiyi might not have eaten yet, so he went to the supermarket to buy some food.When passing by the snack area, he saw all kinds of candies on it. Thinking of Yu Zhiyi's favorite cake last time, he deduced that he probably likes sweets, so he took a pack of white rabbit toffee and fruit-flavored cotton candy.

When it was time to check out, he realized what he had done.

Why did he suddenly start caring about Yu Zhiyi's preferences?

The old god Meng Chan was thinking to himself.

But it didn't take long, because the ancestor was urging again.Meng Chan clicked his tongue and speeded up.

Yu Zhiyi's home is a combination lock, and the password is 0506. Meng Chan asked him why he chose this number, but Yu Zhiyi just smiled and said nothing.

Meng Chan had no curiosity, so he didn't ask.

As soon as he opened the door, a figure hugged him with a whoosh, and Meng Chan took a step back in his embrace.

"Brother, you came very late." Yu Zhiyi's aggrieved voice came.

Meng Chan patted his back with his free hand, "Let go, stop sticking."

Yu Zhiyi's tall nose arched around his neck, and his fluffy hair scratched Meng Chan's neck, like a small animal.

"Brother, I miss you so much."

Seeing that verbal persuasion was useless, Meng Chan directly pulled the person back with his hands. Yu Zhiyi was pulled away reluctantly, his lips pursed, and his eyes were dark and resentful.

Meng Chan was intermittently blind and couldn't see his acting like a baby, "I didn't want to think about it, so we were separated for a long time."

"But I miss you very much." Yu Zhiyi followed behind him, chattering, "Don't you miss me, brother?"

"Do not want to."

Meng Chan took out the things he bought.

Yu Zhiyi put his head on Meng Chan's back, and said unhappily, "Why don't you have the consciousness of being my boyfriend at all, shouldn't you say you miss me very much at this time?"

Meng Chan ignored the pressure on his back and remained ruthless, "Because I'm not your boyfriend."

"Liar." Yu Zhiyi drew circles on his back with his uninjured hand, "You don't like me?"

"I don't like you like this." Meng Chan deliberately teased him, although he didn't know what he liked.

Yu Zhiyi's face darkened, and he asked him in a deep voice, "Then what do you like?"

"Ignore me." He replied simply.

Yu Zhiyi: "..."

Only then did he realize that Meng Chan was teasing him, his teeth itched in anger, and he bit Meng Chan's shoulder to vent his anger.

Meng Chan frowned, turned around, pinched Yu Zhiyi's chin, and said in a lazy and cold tone, "Yu Zhiyi, you are getting bolder and bolder."

During this period of time, he was often touched by him, and Meng Chan felt that Yu Zhiyi might be a master who pushes his limits, and if he gave him a little sweetness, he would go to heaven.

Yu Zhiyi was very calm, "Who told you to lie to me?"

Meng Chan snorted, ignoring his self-righteous brain circuit, "Okay, I'll cook."

He took out the candy, "Eat it yourself, don't bother me."

Yu Zhiyi's eyes lit up, like a child, "Did brother buy it for me?"

"Ah."

"Thank you brother." Yu Zhiyi's temper came and went quickly, "Brother really dotes on me the most."

It's so coaxing.

The corners of Meng Chan's lips curled slightly, and he went to cook on his own.

It was quite late now, and Meng Chan didn't cook much. He only made salt and pepper pork ribs, tomato beef brisket soup, vinegar potato shreds, and lemon shrimp, all of which were less spicy.

He has been cooking for himself since he was a child. Since his grandmother died, he has taken care of himself alone. Cooking is a trivial matter.

While he was cooking, Yu Zhiyi was watching.

Meng Chan took off his coat and only wore a thin black sweater underneath, wrapping his bulging chest muscles. His sleeves were rolled up, his arms were well muscled, and his slender fingers chopped food smoothly. His movements were careless and easy.

Yu Zhiyi was biting the white rabbit toffee in his mouth, and his eyes were a little dazed. For a moment, he very much hoped that time would stop at this moment, and not continue to go into the painful and long river of time.

Yu Zhiyi is left-handed, even if he hurts his right hand, it doesn't hinder him from eating.His appetite has always been poor, but he has a great appetite for the food cooked by Meng Chan, even if he is full, he will continue to eat. Meng Chan thought he had been hungry for 800 years with such enthusiasm.

At night, Meng Chan wanted to leave, but Yu Zhiyi pestered him not to let him go. He continued to use the excuse of his hand hurting, and added another excuse of "If my brother doesn't sleep with me, I won't be able to sleep".

When he begged him not to leave with an extremely delicate face, although Meng Chan knew that he had used those excuses on purpose, the words of refusal stuck in his throat as always.

There's no way, Yu Zhiyi is too good-looking.The eyebrows are beautiful, the slightly long hair is softly attached to the neck, the double eyelids are deep, narrow and wide, and the eyes are always wet, giving people an illusion of affection and grievance. The end of the eyes is naturally reddish, It is like a peach blossom halo on it, and the eyelashes are crow black.

As white as snow, with red lips and black hair, she is astonishingly beautiful.

More than once, he wondered why this kid had such an appearance. A man had a face that he couldn't refuse at all.

Meng Chan didn't think it was shameful. People are visual animals, and they always have a somewhat appreciative and tolerant attitude towards beautiful things.

Anyway, it's not that the two of them haven't slept together, and Meng Chan doesn't want to go back to the dormitory to sleep. Lu Li's ugly face is too unlucky. Wei Lan moved out. Bai Ziyan often doesn't go back to school to sleep. Sometimes it's just the two of them in the dormitory. It is diaphragm response.

Before finding a suitable house, Meng Chan really didn't want to go back to the dormitory, so he might as well sleep with Yu Zhiyi. Apart from being a little clingy, there was nothing wrong with him.

Therefore, Meng Chan did not refuse.

Three o'clock, a silent night.

Yu Zhiyi was having nightmares as usual.

In the dream, he was looking forward to his birthday. He hadn’t celebrated his birthday for a long time. On the day he was born, his mother died of dystocia. His father said that his birth was wrong and a disaster. There was no need to celebrate his birthday.

So it's not his birthday.

But that day his sister had to celebrate his birthday. At that time, Yu Zhiyi was only eight years old, and his childlike nature made him still look forward to his birthday.

Yu Zhiyi's sister is 13 years older than him, her name is Yu Zhimei, and she is the new top performer in the entertainment industry.

Then.

He dreamed that Yu Zhimei had just finished a red carpet, and before he had time to change his dress, he drove to buy a cake in a hurry.

As a result, due to fatigue driving, there was a car accident.

Yu Zhiyi's dream began to twist. He saw Yu Zhimei's bloody corpse lying on the ground. The corpse seemed to move. She stood up slowly and walked towards Yu Zhiyi step by step.

"Zhiyi, why are you still alive?" The ethereal female voice pierced his ears like a sharp knife.

"Zhiyi, my sister died because of you. If it wasn't for your birthday, how could my sister die?" Yu Zhimei's bloody face approached Yu Zhiyi, and the blood behind her was like the red carpet she walked on .

"Zhiyi, my sister is only 21 years old. My sister doesn't want to die. If it wasn't for you, why would I work so hard to make money? How could I have been in a car accident while driving tired..."

Yu Zhimei's tone was like that of a ghost.

Yu Zhiyi wanted to escape, but couldn't move.

"Zhiyi, my mother died because of you, and my sister died because of you, why are you still alive?"

The female voice suddenly went crazy, "How dare you live alone! Why are you not dead yet!"

Tears flowed down Yu Zhiyi's eyes, and cold sweat covered his forehead.

The dream is not over yet.

His father's face appeared in front of his eyes, and his ferocious facial features were displayed in front of Yu Zhiyi, with a fierce tone, "It's all your disaster that killed your mother and now your sister, you are a disaster!!"

No, I am not.

I am not disaster.

Yu Zhiyi wanted to argue, but his whole body was extremely stiff, his movements were frozen, and he couldn't move.He could only watch helplessly as his father's slaps and fists hit him.

Yu Zhiyi was in pain, and the tears flowed more and more.

His father threw him into a dark room, and Yu Zhiyi seemed to hear his father telling him to die again.

"Zhiyi, why are you still living happily?" Yu Zhimei's voice was empty, and a bloody face appeared in front of his eyes, with a soft, coaxing tone.

"Zhiyi, you can't have a lover. You should be dead, you can't live."

"You are a disaster, you can only die early."

Yu Zhiyi slowly sat up from the bed, his eyes were dull and empty, tears flowed down from the frame, and a water mark slid across his pale face, wetting a small piece of the quilt.

He got out of bed slowly without disturbing Meng Chan.

Yu Zhiyi's movements were extremely slow. He opened the door and walked through the living room. From the beginning to the end, his eyes were empty, dark and empty, tears kept falling, and his expression was an unconscious sadness.

His rationality has disappeared, and there is no human emotion in his brain, only death.

Thick and hopeless dead air.

The deep and dense sense of self-loathing devoured him like a beast. Yu Zhiyi's flesh and blood were eroded by self-disgust, his bones were covered with maggots, and his breath seemed to be wrapped in a knife.

He was miserable.

So painful.

So painful.

It's hard to breathe.

There is a figure in the empty line of sight, it is Yu Zhimei.

Standing outside the balcony, she still looked bloody and bloody, maybe she was laughing, her tone was very relaxed, like a sister coaxing her younger brother.

Her voice looped in Yu Zhiyi's ears as if pressing the repeat button.

"Zhiyi, how can you love others, you are a disaster that kills people."

"You shouldn't be alive."

"My sister died because of you, my mother died because of you, and my father wanted you to die too, so why do you have the nerve to live by yourself?"

"No one wants you to live, come here, sister."

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