It is said that one of the most common illusions for humans is "He likes me". Even President Yan, who has always played by his own rules, is no exception to this.
Lin Guo immediately noticed something was wrong in the other person's eyes, raised his chin and shook his fingers: "I just want to blow."
"Really?" Yan Bai, who was increasingly certain that the other party was trying to cover up his true intentions, closed the door and pulled out a chair to sit down as if he was intrigued by something. "But I don't think I said anything."
But your eyes are full of the certainty and narcissism of "he likes me"!
Unable to explain himself, Bai Tang wailed in his heart, wondering if this was the legendary rotten eyes looking at people as gay?
Ling Shiyi, who had not expected the plot to unfold in this way, held back his laughter: [Good opportunity, Guozi, take advantage of this misunderstanding to ask him about Ji and Guang.]
[Are you asking me to take the strategy route?]
[You don’t really like him anyway, all this is just Yan Bai’s imagination.]
The debate between one person and one system ended in a moment. Frustrated, Lin Guo simply threw himself forward, buried his head in the quilt, and asked in a muffled voice: "What is your relationship with the person who wants to climb into your bed tonight?"
The original author simply mentioned the old friend through the protagonist's mouth, and did not describe in detail the memories between the other party and the villain.
The young man in dark blue pajamas hugged the quilt tightly, leaving only the back of his round head exposed to him. Lin Guo's tone was not polite, but Yan Bai did not feel offended at all.
He played with the empty glass on the bedside table, lowered his eyes and asked, "Why do you want to know?"
"Why so many whys?" The boy on the bed still didn't raise his head, only a few strands of black hair swayed while he spoke, "I want to know, so just treat me as a gossip."
"I never sell my information to paparazzi."
"Then let me go..."
The black-haired boy stood up suddenly, and immediately bumped into the pair of deep eyes of the man beside the bed. The darkness made him choke, and the momentum he had finally gathered up was completely gone.
"...sleep." The boy added the last two words dryly, pulled over the quilt, and half-heartedly pretended to go to sleep.
Say one thing and mean another.
Noticing the other person's cheeks were flushed light pink, Yan Bai's eyes moved slightly, and a somewhat dark thought suddenly popped up in his mind.
"I could have been a pure and happy person like him."
This thought has been entwined in Yan Bai's heart like a vine since he first knew Lin Guo. He was envious and even more jealous, so every time he saw this child, he felt displeased, as if he were a dark creature under direct sunlight.
It was a complex emotion mixed with self-loathing, so complex that Yan Bai couldn't find a better way to deal with it except suppressing it. Fortunately, he and Lin Guo didn't have much interaction, so there hadn't been any conflicts beyond his control.
But now it was different. The child took the initiative to come to him. The moment he realized that the other party might like him, Yan Bai suddenly found a better way.
------Keep the fruits and orchards.
Since my blood has run cold, I might as well tie a little sun and keep it by my side.
I can no longer be the person I imagined, but at least Lin Guo is still okay.
In the last period of his life, after suppressing all kinds of emotions for so many years, why didn't he make himself live more comfortably.
He's going to die anyway, isn't he?
"Ah He is the kid I met when I was in the hospital." As if he had finally made up his mind, Yan Bai slowly raised a rare smile from an angle that the boy couldn't see.
Yan Bai's lip color is strange, but the lip shape is perfect. This should be a very moving smile, but once it is matched with a man's pale skin and dark eyes, it inexplicably reveals a creepy meaning.
The young man on the bed did not respond, but Yan Bai, who had been paying attention to him, noticed that he moved his ears slightly. He put down the glass and spoke calmly about the past event more than ten years ago.
It was actually a very brief intersection.
Yan Bai, who was only 18 years old at the time, had just escaped from a car accident. He had to suppress his grief and deal with his parents' funeral while carefully hiding his fragile heart.
The Yan family is a large clan, and the properties they own are not all so glorious. During the years when Yan Bai's father was in power, all the relatives lived in harmony and performed their duties, and all the scoundrels were trembling with fear and did not dare to act recklessly.
However, once Yan Bai's parents passed away, the huge inheritance they left behind aroused these people's inflated desires. Yan Bai secretly escaped and hid in a small clinic. The moment he contacted the doctor he trusted most, he finally understood why his parents had tried so hard to hide his illness all these years.
The heir of the Yan family may not be perfect, but he cannot have a fatal weakness.
Because that would really bring about fatal disaster.
The eighteen-year-old Yan Bai only stayed in that small clinic for two days, and it was during these two days that he met the child named "Ah He".
The other person was not very old, but he had a steadiness and gentleness that was not in line with his age. Yan Bai was lying on the hospital bed next to Ah He's mother. He could see the filial and well-behaved child if he raised his eyes.
Perhaps it was because of the intimate atmosphere between the boy and his mother, or perhaps it was because the other party witnessed his last two days of not saying goodbye to the past. Although Yan Bai did not have much communication with the child, he still remembered the nickname that the other party was mentioned by his mother.
However, that was just an episode in the man's youth. Judging from the fact that Yan Bai had never sent anyone to look for the other party over the years, Lin Guo could be sure that Ji Heguang was not being taken seriously by Yan Bai because of the past as described in the original book.
Could it be that Yan Bai loves the warm time after living with Ji Heguang? Frowning in thought, Lin Guo didn't even notice that the voice behind him had stopped.
"Still angry?" Something cold held his shoulder, and Lin Guo turned over with someone's "kind" help. "Lin Guo, are you jealous now?"
Lin Guo was thinking about what the original plot was like: "......."
Huh? Jealous? Did this man's head get caught in the door?
But should we say that he is worthy of being the villain of the male second character? Even when he was lying down and looking up at the other person's face, Lin Guo could not find any flaws in Yan Bai's facial features from this death angle. Not wanting to be in such a weak position, he tried to get up, but found that his right shoulder was pressed tightly by the man's hand.
The other party lowered his head and stared at himself who was lying on his back on the bed, as if he would not give up until he got an answer from him. Lin Guo wanted to cry but had no tears. He really wanted to kill the self who had listened to Ling Shiyi's advice a few minutes ago, but he could not really and clearly deny his previous words.
If there are inconsistencies, then it’s not just a matter of the character being ooc.
"Who said I was jealous?" Lin Guo looked into Yan Bai's eyes and turned around uneasily. "I'm just angry for my dad. Don't you know that he doesn't care about these things?"
Amused by this poor excuse, Yan Bai let go of his hand and agreed very cooperatively: "I know, so I didn't agree to Xue Rui today."
That was obviously because I was pulling your sleeve wildly from behind.
Silently complaining, Lin Guo felt that he had suffered too much loss, so he reluctantly took advantage of the atmosphere to ask Yan Bo for a promise: "You said it, so you have to stay away from that Ah He in the future."
Stay away from the protagonist, and you won’t be angry to death because your company is robbed.
"If this is what you wish for..." Yan Bai said slowly, dragging out his voice, "I promise you."
"You're cheating!"
Sitting up from the bed like a spring, the boy with messy hair angrily accused: "I haven't thought about my wish yet, so this doesn't count."
God knows what stupid thing Yan Bai will do under the intervention of the plot. Without this wish as a bond, how can he find a reason to follow the other party and break up the CP.
[Use your love,] Zero Eleven, who witnessed his host's failure again, gloated and said, completely forgetting who had made the stupid suggestion before, [If you need it, I will order the Chrysanthemum|Flower Spirit from the system store right now.]
As an advanced system that only uses this function after traveling through hundreds of worlds, Ling Shiyi is secretly a little excited at this moment.
Although it knows that it is difficult to make the host fall in love with the villain, Ling Shiyi feels that it can still look forward to the impure relationship described in novels and TV dramas.
Completely carried away by Ling Shiyi's thoughts, Lin Guo even forgot how to continue the conversation with Yan Bai. He stared at the man blankly, as if he was in a trance.
Lin Guo's eyes were very clear, so clear that they could almost reflect a person's clearest reflection. Yan Bai looked at the little self in the other's eyes, and suddenly a small part of his heart felt soothed.
"Then hug me," the man suddenly bent down and slightly opened his arms towards Lin Guo, "Hug me, and I will agree to your request."
This was really childish and unlike Yan Bai, but after hearing the other party's description of the past, Lin Guo always felt that he could see something else in those eyes that were full of defense and hostility.
Pain, loneliness, and fear.
So he reached out and hugged the other person tightly.
However, the feeling was not pleasant. Lin Guo felt as if he was hugging a piece of ice or a snake. His body was tightly wrapped and suspended in the air, half-fallen.
The heartbeats of different frequencies intertwined with each other yet beat in harmony. Thinking of the man's future ending, Lin Guo's heart suddenly softened.
Forget it, since this is a misunderstanding that has already been misunderstood, and since Yan Bai is destined to need comfort...
[Eleven,] Patting Yan Bai's back gently, Lin Guo said in a serious tone in his heart, [Prepare for my dream.]
------Even though he suffered a series of setbacks due to Yan Bo, he was still the good employee who sold his art but not his body.
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