Straight male cannon fodder is attracted by the protagonist

The exams came quickly, and ended in a hurry, and the school began to be on holiday.

Meng Chan didn't stay idle after the holiday. There were too many things to do in the company, and he couldn't go anywhere easily.But even in the busiest time, he would occasionally find time to reply with a message from Yu Zhiyi.

Since the last time he talked about it, Meng Chan did not reject his approach, and Yu Zhiyi seemed to restrain himself. The two got along like a pair of brothers and sisters, and Meng Chan quite liked this kind of interaction.

Not overly enthusiastic, but close enough.

In the few days after Yu Zhiyi's holiday, his mobile phone was constantly urged by a phone number, and even if it was blocked, he would call from another phone number.

Annoyed, he took it.

"Yu Zhiyi, you have grown up, so you won't answer your father's phone call!" There was a middle-aged man's irritable voice on the other end of the phone.

Yu Zhiyi was lazily sitting on the sofa, with one leg raised, obediently drinking the milk that Meng Chan bought for him, his voice didn't have the softness of milk, it was only wrapped in a layer of ice scum.

"Is something wrong? Dad."

When Yu Cheng heard Yu Zhiyi's casual attitude, his veins throbbed with anger, "I don't know how to come back after the holiday, do you not want this home anymore!"

Yu Zhiyi finished drinking the milk, crushed the bottle, threw it casually, and just threw it into the trash can. Even though his father was furious with him, he still had a sloppy and cold expression.

"It's okay, I'm hanging up."

"How dare you—" Yu Cheng raised his voice, "Your brother will return to China tomorrow, remember to come back."

Yu Zhiyi's expression was cold, he sneered, "Why don't I remember that I have relatives other than my sister?"

"Yu Zhiyi! You bastard, don't be stubborn with your father." Yu Cheng has never liked this son, cold and lifeless, which killed his ex-wife and daughter. If he was not his own son, Yu Cheng would be lazy care about him.

"In short, you must come back, and you must be polite." Yu Cheng made a decision on his own, "Otherwise, I will let someone tie you up."

Hang up when you're done.

Yu Zhiyi pursed his lips with an extremely indifferent arc. He threw the phone aside, covered his eyes with his arms and lay on his back on the sofa, silent.

The whole body exudes a gloomy and cold depression.

Yu Zhiyi drove back to his villa the next day. After entering the door, he ignored anyone and went back to his room on his own.

Yu Cheng and his wife went to the airport to pick up someone, and the servants at home didn't dare to disturb the young master.

Yu Zhiyi has a physical disgust for this family, especially his room.

Countless childhood nightmares all occurred in his room.

His father thought he was an eyesore, and was also afraid that he would offend his wife, so he often locked him in the room and didn't let him see anyone.

Yu Zhimei had been brought up by Yu Zhimei for several years, because of Yu Cheng's moody and tyrannical nature, Yu Zhimei took him out to live after he made enough money in the entertainment industry.

Later, Yu Zhimei died in a car accident, and Yu Cheng had no choice but to take him over.During that time, he had just married a woman, who was his first love, and he knew Yu Cheng earlier than Yu Zhiyi's mother.

The two separated for some reason back then, and it was only after the separation that the woman found out that she had his child and gave birth to it, but she never told Yu Cheng.

A few years after Yu Zhiyi's mother died, the two got back together again.

Yu Cheng is a soft rice man, his first love is a wealthy daughter, Yu Cheng will only rely on his wife.Fearing that Yu Zhiyi would be annoying, and to please his wife and her son, he often locked him in the room and prevented him from coming out.

At that time, Yu Zhimei was eight years old, and often dreamed about her dead sister, and even had severe hallucinations, seeing the dead Yu Zhimei in every corner.

He was scared.

He was locked in the room and couldn't get out, so he asked his father for help, but Yu Cheng would just grab his hair and hit the ground desperately, telling him to be quiet.

In the square space, there are countless hallucinations and nightmares. Xiao Yu Zhiyi is covered with wounds, imprisoned in the damp and dark hallucinations, experiencing collapses again and again.

The childhood memories were too painful, even though he seldom came back to this home later, those pains still haunted him like a shadow.Yu Zhiyi sometimes wants to forget, but the memory is always so clearly engraved in his mind.

The room was too depressing, he didn't stay in the room, but went to the balcony outside the room, biting the fruit candy from Mumbai.

This villa was bought by Yucheng's wife, and there are large patches of red roses planted in the garden.

Yu Zhiyi hated those roses because they had too many thorns.I can't remember how many times, those thorns will always stick to him.He was afraid of pain, and the harder he cried, the happier the woman's son became, pushing him harder into the rose.

I really want to burn it.

Yu Zhiyi looked at the villa expressionlessly, it was gorgeous and disgusting, every leaf and every brick was covered with the stench of maggots.

The line of sight began to distort, and those roses were twisted into crooked red shadows, the same color as blood.

His body suddenly went numb, and Yu Zhiyi was temporarily deaf in his ears, and then dense crying and ridicule flooded his ears.

Real, and can't shake it off.

A violent nausea suddenly appeared, and Yu Zhiyi hurried to the toilet to vomit.

His face was pale, his broken hair was wet on his forehead, and the tails of his eyes were drooping. The sickly pale complexion made his pupils even darker, and his face was gloomy and weak.

He washed his face as usual and walked out of the room.The first thing is to send a message to Meng Chan to soothe his inner anxiety.

"Brother, what are you doing :D"

Meng Chan was sitting in the office, and the manager of the planning department was still revising the project plan with him.

When Meng Chan received the message, he glanced at it and typed casually.

【work. 】

Yu Zhiyi soon sent another message.

【Can I make a video call with you? 】

【Can't. 】

【:(】

Meng Chan was amused by his small expressions, and the manager of the planning department thought he had done something to make him laugh, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Meng, is there something wrong with my changes?"

"No." Meng Chan had that stern expression again, "Just do it like this."

The manager nodded, and when he was about to leave, Meng Chan suddenly asked, "Is there any cooperation between the company and Chang Jing recently?"

"No, Chang Jing was caught out about tax evasion recently, the stock price plummeted, and the company has reduced its cooperation with him."

Meng Chan hummed.

Before the manager opened the door to go out, he turned his head to look at Meng Chan. The always indifferent and serious prince saw something. There was a faint smile on his lips, which softened his cold face a lot.

It seems that the person on the other side of his mobile phone is very important.

The manager thought silently.

Yu Zhiyi was chatting with Meng Chan when another person on his phone sent him a message.

[Sister Shenlai: Zhiyi, can we meet up? 】

Yu Zhiyi's eyes were half closed, he raised his hand to type, and sent a series of messages to the person named Shen Lai.

He put away his mobile phone and walked out. Just as he was about to go downstairs, a man walked up to him.

The man's facial features somewhat resembled Yu Zhiyi's, but his face was bland, not as beautiful and aggressive as Yu Zhiyi's, and he had a pair of phoenix eyes, which looked extremely mean.

"It's you, little disaster." The man put his hands in his pockets, with a mocking smile on his lips, "He's not dead yet."

Yu Zhiyi smiled slightly, "Brother is not dead, how dare I die before you?"

The man was Yu Zhiyi's half-brother, Lu Li's first love, Yao Yuxi.

Yao Yuxi blocked his way and refused to let him go, his tone was hypocritical and familiar, "How long have we not seen each other? Ah, it has been more than two years, I almost forgot that I have you as a brother."

Yu Zhiyi felt sick to his stomach, he smiled lazily, with a cold expression on his face, "Go away."

Yao Yuxi didn't agree, and stood in the middle with a big face, stepped forward a step, and approached his face, with a smile on his lips, but a disgusting insidiousness in his eyes.

"Where are you going?" He seemed stunned, "Your sister's birthday is coming up, are you going to see her?"

He lowered his head and smiled lowly, "It's a pity that your sister can't celebrate her birthday at such a young age. Alas, it's all because of you, a burdensome brother."

Yao Yuxi hated Yu Zhiyi and his father very much. In his opinion, these two people were outsiders. He and his mother had a good life together, but a good-for-nothing man and his troublesome son came in.

The peaceful life between him and his mother was disrupted, and he hated these two instigators, because his mother loved men, so he couldn't blame him, so he threw all his anger on Yu Zhiyi.

Yu Zhiyi looked at him coldly.

Yao Yuxi was still talking to himself, but Yu Zhiyi could no longer hear him, he just wanted to feel sick looking at that ugly face.

Ah, if only he could be pushed down from here.

Yu Zhiyi seemed to have seen Yao Yuxi's bloody face, lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, his eyes widened in panic.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, the violent factor in his heart screamed crazily, as if there was a ferocious demon face in his heart controlling his emotions.

Just push him off of here and he'll never speak again.

just push down...

Yu Zhiyi's eyes were a little straight, he slowly raised his hand, and just as he was about to touch his clothes, his cell phone rang, which was a special ringtone set for Meng Chan.

Yu Zhiyi was stunned, he glanced at his cell phone after the strange mood just now.

Meng Chan posted a picture of a hand holding a document.

Just now, Yu Zhiyi insisted on Meng Chan sending him a selfie of himself, and pestered him for a long time, but Meng Chan didn't reply.

Yu Zhiyi originally thought that Meng Chan would ignore him, but he didn't expect him to.Although he has no face, his hand photo is enough to bring Yu Zhiyi, who has fallen into a terrifying fantasy, back to reality.

His original vicious fantasies miraculously faded, and his entanglement with Yao Yuxi became more and more irritating.Pulling his hair back violently, Yao Yuxi raised his head subconsciously, only to see Yu Zhiyi staring at him condescendingly, and said "Don't bother me."

His hand was so strong that Yao Yuxi's scalp was pulled violently, and his head was raised upwards, with a pained and resentful expression.

Yu Zhiyi flicked lightly, and Yao Yuxi staggered a few steps to the side. He almost fell down, but luckily he held on to the railing.

"Yu Zhiyi!" His angry voice echoed in the huge living room, and the servants were all huddled in the room and dared not come out.

But Yu Zhiyi had already gone downstairs, and went out on his own, leaving Yao Yuxi jumping behind him.

He had just left the gate when Yu Cheng and a woman got out of the car. Seeing him, Yu Cheng asked him in a deep voice, "Where are you going?"

Yu Zhiyi felt that going home today was the biggest mistake, and he lazily returned, "The house is too smelly, go out and get some air."

The woman next to Yucheng smiled, "Zhiyi, is it because the servants didn't clean up properly?"

The woman is well maintained. Although she has a gentle appearance on her face, the repulsion in her eyes is incompatible with gentleness.

Yu Zhiyi pressed his peaked cap and sneered, "Who knows? You don't even know if you put the garbage in."

This is equivalent to scolding him and the whole family. Yu Zhiyi doesn't care, but Yu Cheng and women don't.

Yu Chengqi's nose was almost crooked, and he raised his hand to hit him, but Yu Zhiyi ducked slightly and smiled, "Let's go, Dad."

A chill flashed in the woman's eyes, she snorted coldly, left Yucheng and left.

Yu Cheng gouged out Yu Zhiyi's eyes, and ran up in a hurry.

Yu Zhiyi's brows and eyes hidden under the hat were cold and cold, a warm smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he put his hands in his pockets and went to the parking lot.

Yu Zhiyi went to a relatively remote cafe, and he came to the seat by the window familiarly. There was a woman sitting there, and she waved to him as soon as she saw him.

He walked over, sat opposite the woman, and called out, "Sister Shenlai."

Shen Lai is about 30 years old, with short capable hair and heroic eyes. He smiled at Yu Zhiyi, "Zhiyi, how are you?"

"It's okay." Yu Zhiyi took a sip of the coffee, but because it was too bitter, he didn't drink it after only one sip.

"Are you continuing to take medicine?" Shen Lai spoke softly.

Yu Zhiyi blinked, "No, I don't think I need to take medicine anymore."

"Then how?" Shen Lai frowned, "You need to take medicine continuously for your illness, how can you stop it?"

"But I'm already much better, Sister Shenlai." Yu Zhiyi put on a smile on his indifferent face, "I seldom see my sister anymore, and I don't often suffer from insomnia."

Shenlai still didn't believe it, "Zhimei, you can't make fun of your body, I'm doing it for your own good, if something happens to you, Zhimei will be very sad in heaven."

Shen Lai is his psychiatrist, and he has a very good relationship with Yu Zhimei. He and Yu Zhimei had taken care of Yu Zhiyi for a while before, and he treated Yu Zhiyi as a younger brother from the bottom of his heart.

After Yu Zhimei's death, she learned that Yu Zhiyi's mental state was very poor, and she has been giving him psychological counseling for these years.

"I know." Yu Zhiyi's eyelids drooped, "Sister Shenlai, I will live well, don't worry."

Sister Shenlai saw that he looked good, so what she wanted to say was somewhat truthful.She propped her chin and asked, "I heard you said that you are with the person you have been secretly in love with all this time, are you still together now?"

"Yeah." Yu Zhiyi had a little smile on his lips, "We've always been together."

Shen Lai felt that something was wrong.

Yu Zhiyi's mental state was very poor before, how bad is it?It is probably close to the point of desperation and festering.

The tendency to self-mutilation is extremely serious, and he often has hallucinations, all kinds of hallucinations, he always says that someone is pulling him to death, he dare not talk to others, his desire to live is extremely weak, and if he is a little careless, he may point out someone and die. Gone.

His family doesn't care about his life or death, Shen Lai can only assume the responsibilities belonging to the family and watch him every day.

After he went to college, he said that he fell in love, and it was the person he had secretly loved in his heart for a long time.

It was also since then that Yu Zhiyi's whole body seemed to be infused with vitality and became alive again.

Shenlai was going abroad to handle his own family affairs at that time, and he could only see the joy in his eyebrows and eyes from the video, which was a joy he hadn't seen for a long time.

Shen Lai thought it was very good, and it would be a good thing if someone could let Yu Zhiyi get out of that demonic memory.

In the past few days, she came back after finishing her work, fearing that Yu Zhiyi would suffer, so she went to check his so-called lover. To Shenlai's surprise, Yu Zhiyi actually liked a man, but this was nothing, after all, he was sexually free.

She just felt a little strange, obviously that man didn't seem to like Yu Zhiyi at all, the relationship between the two of them was quite good, but they didn't have the so-called "lover feeling".

But Yu Zhiyi seemed very happy, Shen Lai could only suppress the doubts in his heart, thinking that he was thinking too much.

"All right." Shen Lai said, "Don't be fooled."

The two chatted for another half an hour. Shenlai had something to do, so he had to leave first, "It's almost your sister's birthday, so come and see her with me."

"Hmm." Yu Zhiyi thought of something, "Sister Shenlai, my boyfriend is waiting for me outside, do you want to have dinner with us?"

"No, I'll have an appointment later, later."

"By the way——" Shen Lai reminded him, "I still need to take the medicine, and I can't stop the medicine. If there is anything, you must tell me."

"Okay, Miss Shenlai."

The two separate.

Yu Zhiyi walked to the opposite side of the street, where a black Bentley suv was parked. A hand was lazily resting on the car window. His fingers were long and bony, with a cigarette between his fingertips. His wrist bone protruded, and he wore a A black watch from Patek Philippe, luxurious and restrained.

"Brother." Yu Zhiyi called him.

Meng Chan heard the sound, turned his head, put away his cigarette, and turned his head towards him, "Get in the car."

He passed by this place by accident, and Yu Zhiyi just said that he was nearby, and it was time for dinner anyway, so he took him to have a meal by the way.

"Who is the woman next to you?" Meng Chan asked.

"Brother is finally curious about me." Yu Zhiyi's focus was completely different from his, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he tilted his head to look at him, "I'm very happy."

"Don't be poor."

Yu Zhiyi sat up straight and replied, "It's my sister's friend. She is an only child and treats me like a younger brother."

He blinked, "We're not in that relationship."

Meng Chan thought, I didn't ask you this either.

"What to eat?"

"Listen to you, brother." Yu Zhiyi was very obedient.

"Don't." Meng Chan's tone was calm, and what he said was slightly teasing, "Your delicate stomach can't listen to me."

"Is brother making fun of me?" Yu Zhiyi muttered in a low voice.

"No." Meng Chan's voice was calm.

"Lie." Yu Zhiyi pinched Meng Chan's waist dejectedly, and then turned into stroking viciously.

Meng Chan was wearing a suit, and his thin waistline was tightly fitted to the fabric. He didn't wear much, and Yu Zhiyi could feel the thin muscles on the side of his waist, as well as the temperature around his waist.

"If you touch me any more, I'll throw you out." Meng Chan warned him, "Do you remember what I said last night? Don't touch me."

"I'm deaf, so I can't hear you." Yu Zhiyi pretended to be stupid, and withdrew his hand in time before Meng Chan got angry. Satisfied, he closed his eyes immediately, trying to block Meng Chan's next accusatory words with sleep.

"I'm sleepy, sleep for a while, brother will remember to call me later." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

Meng Chan: "..."

Of course he could see Yu Zhiyi's little tricks. During this time, he used all kinds of excuses to make physical contact with him, and finally denied it with an innocent look, or simply pretended to be dead.Meng Chan's anger seemed to hit the cotton, and he couldn't vent his anger. In the end, he could only be coquettish and perfunctory.

He was smiled childishly by Yu Zhiyi.

Forget it, at least Yu Zhiyi didn't talk about their "couple" relationship all the time, this was already his concession.

Meng Chan no longer cares about this trivial matter.

He himself didn't realize that the bottom line of his connivance towards Yu Zhiyi has been lowered to another level recently.