Xiao Yu used to play a game called The Sims when he was in middle school. His greatest joy was changing the way to make the little people he pinched to burp in various strange ways.
What is burned to death, starved to death, swimming in the swimming pool to death is exhausted, suffocated to death by urine, stung by flies, scared to death by ghosts, and crushed to death by meteorites from outside the sky is really stunning.
But no matter what, Xiao Yu never thought that one day he would die of laughter...
So when he woke up from the drowsiness again, a strong sense of anger and powerlessness spread to his heart. He felt like a villain who was pinched out of the game, and his actions were dominated by some perverted player. Once the plot deviates from the established track, it will die strangely.
The most speechless thing is that in his last life he was ready to follow the rhythm of the script, why did he still hang up
Xiao Yu sat up from the bed with a straight face - his uncle's is a bed again, why is he on the bed every time he crosses
The room is spacious, the furnishings are modern and quite luxurious, the whole floor is covered with soft carpet. The black and white tones have a strong personal style, not like a warm bedroom at all, but full of serious and cold feeling.
Xiao Yu looked around at random, and found a framed photo on the bedside table. The man who looked exactly like him was holding another young man in his arms and looked intimate, but the photo was obviously cut from the middle. Traces of sticking back.
The appearance of the young man was a little familiar, Xiao Yu squinted and thought for a long time, isn't this guy Liang Chenli, a friend who has been secretly in love with for many years in the script of the first substitute
It seems that this guy has been guest-starred as "my" former old lover again.
Just when Xiao Yu was thinking about the new plot of this life, the knock on the door sounded out of time: "Master, breakfast is ready."
"...Understood." Xiao Yu had to put down the photo frame, wash up, and go out wearing home clothes. A middle-aged uncle with glasses stood at the door. He was the confidant who had been with the Xiao family for many years, since Xiao Yu's father died. After that, he wholeheartedly assisted Xiao Yu to control the power of the family, and finally successfully kicked out the underworld boss in this area of X City, and the Xiao family took his place.
This uncle—isn't it the middle-aged version of Xianfu? I'll go!
Xiao Yu calmly sat down at the dining table, watching Mr. Xianfu carefully serving the trays of breakfast, thinking that this is really all kinds of "original people", this is the filming of a TV series.
No matter how the background of the story changes, the relationship between the characters will always be like this, and the plot trend is nothing more than me, you like you, but you don't like me, and when I don't like you, you start to like me again. Mostly so.
To say that Xiao Yu couldn't help but complain about the first two times he crossed over, but now he has completely seen through his heart, and now he has only two things to think about, one is how to really get rid of the script, and the other is about Wen Muyan.
He dared to bet with his own cucumber that the guy was definitely not the original one in the first life, and probably passed through in the previous life.
However, these are all his guesses. What is going on will only be known after seeing Wen Cannon Fodder.
"Master, Master Zhuo Fan is still making trouble, saying that if he doesn't see you, he will continue his hunger strike." Seeing that Xiao Yu had almost eaten, Xian Fu immediately stepped forward and whispered.
Xiao Yu couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples. Now he was depressed when he heard the words Zhuo Fan, and immediately sneered: "Then let him be hungry and think he is the underworld prince? Give him glucose and nutrient solution. ."
"Yes, young master." Xianfu replied respectfully, and it is estimated that Xiao Yu ordered him to hack Zhuo Fan to death without blinking an eye.
"Xianfu, go and find me a man named Wen Muyan, the more detailed the better." Xiao Yu wiped his mouth, the script wouldn't stop him from doing unnecessary things, "This person should have something to do with Zhuo Fan, And it’s a very close relationship.”
"Understood, young master." Although Xianfu was a little surprised, he was very mature and did not show it.
Now he is better than going to see Zhuo Fan, because according to the plot, he needs to go to another place at this moment.
"Prepare the car, I'm going to Nanshan Gongling."
It was late autumn, and the already gloomy sky began to rain lightly.
There were very few people sweeping the tomb of Nanshan Gongling. Two black cars drove slowly across Panshan Road and stopped at Qianping in Haoling District. Four bodyguards in black suits quickly got out of the car. One of them held an umbrella over his head. Open the rear door of the following vehicle.
Xiao Yu got out of the car, wide sunglasses covering half of his face, leaving only his lips tightly pursed into a line, thin and cold.
Holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in his arms, he took the umbrella from the bodyguard, and indifferently commanded, "Wait here."
"Yes." The four of them responded in unison, only two of them stood still at the entrance of the aisle.
After walking through more than ten tombs, Xiao Yu stopped in front of the innermost tomb. The tombstones were very clean. This area of cemetery was often taken care of by special personnel.
The owner of this tombstone is none other than Liang Chenli. The inscription on the tombstone reads: erected by his lover Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu put the flower down and said silently: "Chen Li, Zhuo Fan deliberately leaked your news because he hated you, and killed you with the hand of a note, I will pay you back tenfold for this hatred. The Zhuo family has been ruined by me. Once the old man of the Zhuo family left, no one will support Zhuo Fan. He has been locked up by me in secret. How do you want me to deal with him?"
"Hehe, when the Zhuo family covered the sky with one hand, the only heir of the Zhuo family entangled me, it's just that I wasn't strong enough to protect you. After you left, I pretended to accept Zhuo Fan, made a false promise to him, and secretly set up a net of heaven and earth. Now I have finally succeeded in ascending the throne in one fell swoop and trampled the Zhuo family under my feet. It's a pity that you can no longer see all this..."
With that said, Xiao Yu slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing a cold profile like an iceberg. In the bleak autumn rain, his lonely back looked so lonely and desolate.
He stuffed the sunglasses into the trench coat pocket, and took out a small purplish-white thing from the other pocket.
This is a bunch of onions.
Because he was still holding an umbrella, Xiao Yu felt it was inconvenient. He looked around at no one, so he put the umbrella handle clip on his shoulders around his neck, crouched in front of the tomb in a very weird posture and started peeling the onions, while peeling Tears poured down his face: "Chen Li, how could you have the heart to leave me alone? The only photo of us was cut by Zhuo Fan. Although it has been glued again, the trace has been left on it forever..."
"I always feel that your appearance has become increasingly blurred, but I don't want to forget you..."
"No matter how much I retaliate against Zhuo Fan, you will never come back. What's the point of doing this..."
It wasn't until Xiao Yu's eyes were swollen from crying that he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "If you knew how painful peeling an onion is, it would be better to buy a bottle of eye drops. The tragic Comrade Liang Chenli, as a complete passerby, was born in his first life. It’s already enough to not have a sense of existence, and in this life, I don’t even have a scene to appear. Compared with the sense of existence of the cannon fodder attack 123, the cannon fodder is just flying, and it is washed away by the water after it is pulled.”
He stood up again, quickly put on his sunglasses to cover his eyes that were as red as rabbits, and continued to appear in front of the bodyguard in the image of a cold and unrestrained gang boss, got into the car and drove away.
When he returned to the villa after finishing some important matters, it was completely dark.
Xiao Yu took off his rain-soaked jacket and handed it to the maid, while pulling on his tie, he frowned and asked, "How is Zhuo Fan?"
The steward pushed his glasses and replied in a helpless tone: "Master Zhuo Fan was clamoring to see you. After making a fuss, he gave him a sedative in the afternoon, and he fell asleep. Young master, the bath water is ready, dinner is ready. In a restaurant?"
"Bring it to Zhuo Fan's room." Xiao Yu frowned and walked into the bathroom with a blank expression to take a shower.
He soaked in the bathtub for a long time, but he couldn't wash away the depressing feeling he was about to see, so he finally had to step out with a cold face and walked towards Zhuo Fan's room with his wet and bare feet.
An orange floor lamp was lit in the room, which was soft and dim. It was said that using orange light in the bedroom was easy to induce sexual desire. Xiao Yu felt that this was pure nonsense.
A sleeping man was lying quietly on the bed, his face was pale, and he frowned tightly in his sleep, obviously not sleeping well.
Xiao Yu stood beside the bed, staring blankly at this familiar face for a while, and then suddenly wanted to take off his shoes and cover his face!
But when he touched his bare feet, he realized that he had no shoes at all.
So Xiao Yu slumped into the single sofa next to him, drooping his eyelids and continued to stare at Zhuo Fan Meng according to the script's requirements.
Fortunately, the script didn't waste too much time, Zhuo Fan finally showed signs of waking up, his eyes blinked in confusion, and the moment he caught a glimpse of Xiao Yu, he suddenly widened. He jumped up from the bed suddenly, rushed to Xiao Yu and grabbed his shirt tightly: "Xiao Yu! You finally have the face to see me?! Tell me, did you deliberately follow me for the sake of the Xiao family's superiority? Together? You lied to me when you said you loved me?"
He hadn't eaten for a long time, and was given a sedative again. At this moment, Zhuo Fan's head was not fully awake, but as soon as he saw Xiao Yu's face, the love and hatred emotions in his heart rushed up and took over his brain.
After two generations of entanglements, Xiao Yu felt extremely bored in the face of Zhuo Fan's excitement, so he seemed extremely indifferent.
Xiao Yu pulled down the opponent's hand, and then lifted it with force. He immediately lifted the thin Zhuo Fan onto the bed, but Xiao Yu used too much force, and Zhuo Fan, who was originally just "falling on the bed", was lifted and rolled on the bed. After two laps, he threw himself on the ground.
"...Ah, my hand slipped a bit, I'm sorry." Xiao Yu didn't expect it, and scratched his head innocently.
Zhuo Fan fell into a daze, and finally got up from the ground and lay back on the bed to gasp for breath. He angrily and painfully said to the other party, "Why are you doing this to me? I have done so many things for you and trust me so much. You, love you so much, why did you betray me?!"
"Betraying you? I've never been sincere to you, how can I betray?" Xiao Yu sneered and pressed him up, stripping off the man's clothes three or two times, leaving only one pair of underwear still alive.
"Let go of me!" Zhuo Fan struggled violently, but he had no strength in his body. He closed his eyes with hatred, remembering the scene where the two were making out on the same bed before, but now facing a lover who betrayed him, such a Violating him only felt like endless humiliation and torture, "Xiao Yu, get out of my way! Don't touch me!"
"...You made me lose the pain of the morning ceremony, and I want to repay you a hundredfold!" Xiao Yu grabbed his neck and smiled coldly in his ear.
The other hand neatly ripped off the other's underwear.
The fear of being raped and the pain of betrayal hit Zhuo Fan's heart, constantly gnawing at his heart, and the tense nerves finally reached a critical point - making him faint.
Just at this moment, an uninvited guest suddenly came to the villa. This man had strong hands and a serious face. He didn't know how to circumvent the guards and surveillance of the villa. The two bodyguards who were guarding the door of Zhuo Fan's room fainted, and then kicked the door open and rushed in!
This man is Wen Muyan.
Although he had anticipated what might be happening in the room, when Wen Muyan rushed into the room, he was still stunned by what he saw—
Xiao Yu, who was only wearing a yukata, was now pressing on the unconscious and naked Zhuo Fan. Due to the previous struggle, the yukata was also pulled loose, revealing a large piece of tight chest muscles.
Wen Muyan stared blankly at Xiao Yu on the bed, forgot to even say the prepared lines.
In fact, it wasn't just the spring light on the bed that made him stunned, but because of Xiao Yu's actions - he was fiddling with a white thing on Zhuo Fan's head.
This white thing looks like a pair of underwear.
This guy is trying to put Zhuofan's underwear on Zhuofan's head!
...is this the situation of the god horse
Hearing the movement, Xiao Yu turned his head to meet Wen Muyan's dazed gaze, he quickly reacted and greeted the other party: "Hey, let's meet again in the next life, McDonald's!"
Wait... Who's McDonald's!