Straight male cannon fodder is attracted by the protagonist

Meng Chan had no class the next day, and Yu Zhiyi had class after ten o'clock, so both of them could rest at home for a while.

Yu Zhiyi slept very late, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, the first thing he did was to touch to the side, no one was there.

He immediately got up and walked to the living room with dazed eyes. Meng Chan was making breakfast in the kitchen, and when he heard the movement, he looked sideways.

Yu Zhiyi was leaning against the door, probably not awake yet, his eyes were still blank, his eyes were half-opened, his voice was rustling, soft and soft.

"elder brother."

Meng Chan was frying bacon, glanced at Yu Zhiyi, and frowned, "Put on my shoes."

Yu Zhiyi didn't hear it, he walked over and hugged Meng Chan from behind, rubbing against him like a puppy.

"elder brother."

"elder brother."

"elder brother."

He had no purpose, he just wanted to be called Meng Chan, as if calling him this way would make him feel at ease.

Meng Chan was overwhelmed by his stickiness, and told him to "go back to sleep before you wake up, don't bother me here."

Yu Zhiyi hummed and chirped.

"Hurry up." Meng Chan said, "Be obedient."

Yu Zhiyi made sure that Meng Chan hadn't left, and when drowsiness struck, he went back to his room to sleep in peace.

After Meng Chan made breakfast, he went to the room to wake him up. Yu Zhiyi was a little annoyed to get up, and didn't wake up much, so he lay on the quilt and couldn't get up.

"Brother, let me sleep for a while, I'm sleepy." Yu Zhiyi hummed.

Meng Chan folded his hands on his chest, expressionless, "Go to bed after breakfast."

"I do not want to eat."

"What's wrong with my stomach, I still don't eat." Meng Chan said, "I'll give you a minute, or I'll leave."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Zhiyi immediately got out of the quilt, with messy hair, and hugged Meng Chan's waist standing in front of the bed, "You can't go."

"Then get up." Meng Chan said calmly, pinching his white earlobe, "Don't let me rush you again."

Yu Zhiyi was not happy, he hunched his head around his waist, and complained in a low voice, "Brother knows how to threaten me with this."

It has to be said that Meng Chan still liked Yu Zhiyi who acted like a baby at will, rather than Yu Zhiyi who was desperate and lifeless last night.

He snorted lightly, pinched the tender flesh of the back of his neck carelessly, "Hurry up."

After Yu Zhiyi washed up and sat at the dining table, neither of them mentioned what happened last night, and ignored it tacitly.

Yu Zhiyi obviously didn't want to mention it, and Meng Chan naturally wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.

"Drink the milk." Meng Chan raised his chin, signaling Yu Zhiyi to drink the milk.

Yu Zhiyi frowned in disgust, "No, I don't like drinking pure milk, it's so fishy."

Meng Chan clicked his tongue, "Why are you so picky about eating?"

Neither eat this nor drink that.

There was no flesh on her cheeks, and she was still picky eaters, Meng Chan was speechless.

He took a bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator, warmed it up and put it in front of Yu Zhiyi, "Drink it, don't choke to death."

Yu Zhiyi could still accept yogurt, so he took it and drank it, and smiled at him, "Thank you brother."

His smile is so pretty, his eyes are flowing, his long eyelashes are curled up, he is obedient and docile, Meng Chan couldn't help but stroke his soft hair.

It was still early to leave school, and Meng Chan planned to go out with Yu Zhiyi later. He first helped Yu Zhiyi change the bandages. His hands had healed a lot and he could move a little, but he couldn't do too much strenuous exercise.

When helping him change the medicine, Yu Zhiyi's eyes fixed on him, very hot.

Meng Chan was used to his straightforward eyes, and after applying the medicine, he put the medicine box back to its original place.

He still had a little business to do in the company, so he sat on the sofa and worked on a tablet, with Yu Zhiyi leaning on his shoulder, sticky.

Meng Chan was still a little uncomfortable with this kind of intimate contact. While looking at the computer, he said without emotion, "Can't you sit still?"

"No." Yu Zhiyi was very confident.

Meng Chan: "..."

He was speechless by Yu Zhiyi's stickiness, and wanted to drink some water, but the glass was empty.

Yu Zhiyi volunteered, "Let me squeeze the juice for my brother."

"No..." Before he finished speaking, he left happily.

Meng Chan let him go, and suddenly thought of something, and asked Yu Zhiyi who was cutting fruit.

"Yu Zhiyi."

"Well, what's wrong."

"When did we get together?" Meng Chan propped his face with one hand and looked at Yu Zhiyi's back. "And what is the reason for us to be together?"

"I'm a little curious, didn't you say we are a couple?"

Meng Chan was very curious about the origin of their relationship. During this time, the two of them had been staying together. Meng Chan always felt that Yu Zhiyi was just playing around, and the two would separate after a while, so he didn't take their relationship seriously at all. , so it doesn't matter if Yu Zhiyi is close.

But the longer the contact, the more Meng Chan found that Yu Zhiyi was serious. He knew his preferences very well, and he really liked him, the kind that couldn't be separated.

Meng Chan finally began to face up to the relationship between the two. If Yu Zhiyi's memory was true, then there was something wrong with his memory, so he was very curious about why the two were together.

He is a straight man, Meng Chan has never doubted this, he has never thought of being with a man, this is absurd.

It was because of the absurdity that he was even more curious about why he, a straight man, was with a man, and how he, a cannon fodder, got involved with the protagonist.

Meng Chan was really curious.

Yu Zhiyi paused his fruit-cutting hand, and said without hesitation, "Of course it's because—"

His expression suddenly became stiff.

because of what.

When did they get together and what was the occasion.

Yu Zhiyi wanted to answer, but he couldn't because he didn't know.

Yes, he doesn't know.

When they were together, what opportunity, he didn't know all this.

Why don't you know!

Yu Zhiyi's face turned pale visible to the naked eye, and panic crept onto his face in an instant.

to answer.

If I don't answer, my brother will think I'm lying to him.

But I don't know!

Why don't I know!

Yu Zhiyi's mind was in a daze, completely devoid of thoughts. He desperately recalled the past, but there was only a barrenness in his mind. He went around trying to find his own flowers in it, but there was only a emptiness.

His hand trembled slightly, and Yu Zhiyi firmly held the other hand with his uninjured hand to ease the trembling of his hand. He swallowed hard, trying to calm down.

But it was useless, the sense of panic crawled all over his body like termites, he tried desperately to think back, but in the end it was still nothing.

There is no such memory in his brain at all, as if it never existed.

There was a sudden tinnitus in his ears, Yu Zhiyi closed his eyes, and he unconsciously cut the fruit knife on his fingertips, trying to calm down.

"Yu Zhiyi?" Seeing his delay in answering, Meng Chan reminded him.

Yu Zhiyi's back was very stiff, and he hung his head without saying a word.Meng Chan thought he was hallucinating again, put down the computer and walked to his side, and saw the blood on the kitchen counter.

Meng Chan quickly pulled the fruit knife away, with a cold voice, suppressing his anger, "What the hell is wrong with you!"

He didn't expect Yu Zhiyi to have the tendency to self-destruct.

Yu Zhiyi looked at him blankly.

My mind was full of "Why would I forget my time with my brother? I love him so much, why would I forget, why? Why?"

We were never together.

This thought suddenly flashed into Yu Zhiyi's mind, he was frightened, and immediately hugged Meng Chan as if seeking comfort.

Meng Chan was speechless at his mental temper. He pulled Yu Zhiyi away and frowned, "Don't hug me, blood on one hand."

He picked up the medicine box again, helped him stop the bleeding, and said casually, "What's the matter with you? I just asked you a few questions, and you went crazy?"

"...I didn't." Yu Zhiyi said softly.

"Then why don't you answer me?" Meng Chan helped him put on the Band-Aid. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so he asked indifferently, "Is this difficult to answer?"

Yu Zhiyi's hanging fingers curled up a bit, his tone was a bit self-defeating, and even more uneasy, "I can't answer, will you want me?"

Meng Chan was a little surprised. He didn't think these questions were difficult to answer, but in Yu Zhiyi's eyes, this seemed to be some kind of extremely terrifying proposition, and if he couldn't answer it, he would die.

Is it hard to answer?

Or...can't answer because I have no memory?

He didn't express the question in his heart, because Yu Zhiyi's expression was too disturbed, like a child who did something wrong, and Meng Chan didn't want to destroy his fragile spirit anymore.

Let's think about the relationship between the two later.

Anyway, it's a long time coming to Japan.

"Don't think too much." Meng Chan's voice was deep and cold, very calm, "You didn't do anything wrong, so there's no need to be uneasy."

Seeing Yu Zhiyi's still bewildered expression, Meng Chan frowned, feeling a little irritable suddenly.

This restlessness is restlessness about oneself.

When Yu Zhiyi is with him, he is always restless and sensitive, easy to be happy, but also easy to be sad.

Keep saying that being with me is a pleasure, why are you always uneasy.

What is he afraid of.

Meng Chan stopped asking questions, and Yu Zhiyi was about to go to class. The two walked out of the community, and Yu Zhiyi was silent all the way.

Meng Chan really didn't know what he was thinking now, he couldn't tell if Yu Zhiyi was angry now, and he couldn't understand his changing emotions at all.

Yu Zhiyi's emotional changes are even harder to understand than textbook theories.

The two left in silence.

Yu Zhiyi didn't drive today and took a taxi directly to school.He was sitting in the car, with his head leaning against the window, his eyes wandering.

His thoughts were still stuck on those problems, as if there were thin needles stuck in his flesh and bones, not painful but enough for people to ignore.

In the muddle of thoughts, a truth flashed through his brain, but the truth was so cruel that Yu Zhiyi automatically ignored it.

He was at a loss.

Meng Chan bought an apartment outside, which was quite close to Yu Zhiyi's community, and Yu Zhiyi was very happy about this for several days.

Meng Chan didn't live in the dormitory for a while, and his relationship with Lu Li became more and more tense, but Meng Chan didn't care and fell silent.

He went back to the dormitory today to pick up the things he left behind. There was still only Lu Li in the dormitory. When he saw him, his eyes were fierce, his eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not a nose.

Meng Chan didn't even look at him, and took out his watch from the cabinet on his own. This watch was given to him by the sister of the original owner after his college entrance examination, and Meng Chan was quite used to it.

Lu Li didn't know if it was intentional, but when he passed by him, he turned the hot water on his hand to the side, and poured the scalding hot water on the back of Meng Chan's hand, which quickly turned red.

"Sorry." Lu Li apologized without sincerity.

Meng Chan's long and narrow eyelids pressed down, and the corners of his lips seemed to twitch very lightly, but there was no trace of a smile in his voice, and he said without emotion, "It's really—"

He casually pressed the water glass in Lu Li's hand forward, and all the water in the water glass poured on Lu Li's chest. On him, Lu Li fucked, with a grim expression.

Meng Chan finished the second half of the sentence slowly, "So stupid."

Lu Li gritted his teeth. His hatred for Meng Chan had reached a high level. The luxury hotel project in his family was suspended in the past few days. The biggest reason was the divestment of Parkson Group, which caused a shortage of funds and couldn't make it through. For this matter, people in his family accused him in every possible way.

Lu Li is the illegitimate son of the family and has no status. In the past, because of Meng Chan's relationship, he recruited a lot of investment for the family, and Lu Li gained status in the family. However, Meng Chan has ignored him in the past few years. The benefits his family has gained A sudden drop, one of the most valued projects recently was directly withdrawn by the other party.

The jealousy that has been hidden all this time can't be suppressed finally, Meng Chan has almost everything, appearance, status, even the little beauty he likes is loyal to Meng Chan.

What he pursued was easily obtained by Meng Chan.

Why.

He was obviously his own dog before, why on earth did he become like this.

"Meng Chan!" Lu Li endured the pain, "What is there to be proud of, isn't it my dog ​​before, who only follows me and relies on me, what are you proud of!"

Compared with his rage, Meng Chan's expression was much calmer and indifferent, as if he had heard a farce.

"You also said it was before." His words were clear, with one hand in his pocket, his tone was lazy, his face expressionless, but his words were tricky, "Now——you are the dog."

"A dog full of jealousy."

Meng Chan shook the water off his hands, opened the door and left without looking at him again.

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