Male supporting character in a book: Aren’t we brothers?

"I want to tell you a secret."

He glanced at the drunken young master in front of him, knelt on one knee beside the bed, gently stroked his face, brushed away the hair on his face, and said gently:

"What's An An's secret?"

No one spoke in the room, only the breathing sounds of the two people were heard. Qin Siheng lowered his head and waited for Jiang Qian'an's answer.

"I'm not the original Jiang Qian'an."

Jiang Qian'an whispered softly.

He doesn't belong here.

Qin Siheng's eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face was full of shock.

For some reason, his intuition told him that what Jiang Qian'an said was true.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the sudden impact blocked his throat and he couldn't utter a word.

Many things that he had previously thought were unreasonable seemed to have answers in an instant, but he did not want to delve into them. Now he only had one question:

Will the young master leave?

This question immediately occupied his entire mind.

Then came a series of bizarre ideas: reincarnation? A spirit becoming a spirit? Or perhaps aliens taking over the body...

The fingers he placed on Jiang Qian'an's side trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes became panic-stricken.

He was still immersed in his own thoughts and didn't notice that Jiang Qian'an's hand had let go of him. Most of his face was buried in the quilt, and his expression was buried in the shadows.

The person who was just about to go out to cook sobering soup had now forgotten what he was going to do. He remained in a half-kneeling position, his eyes fixed on the person on the bed.

After an unknown amount of time, a low, hoarse voice, filled with suppressed pleading, rang out from the quiet room:

"As long as it's you, as long as you can stay with me forever...it doesn't matter where you come from or what you were originally."

He leaned over and kissed Jiang Qian'an on the forehead, then tucked in the quilt for Jiang Qian'an, stood up and walked to the other side of the bed, lay down in the quilt, and pulled him into his arms.

It was like a person who had lost his way while drifting on the sea, clinging tightly to the boat which was the only thing he could rely on.

Jiang Qian'an didn't expect the man to give this answer. After all, his answer outside just now was so materialistic.

He thought people wouldn't believe him and would just laugh it off as drunken talk. The answer he got was somewhat unexpected, but also reasonable.

Wasn't it already certain that this man loved him and was willing to trust him?

He had been thinking for a while about whether or not to confess to Qin Siheng. Cutting his hair today was his first step. But he hesitated again just now. After all, not everyone can accept that the world they live in is a novel.

So he said it out loud while drunk.

But after listening to what he just said, this person seems to have gone astray...

Should he explain it clearly?

Thinking of this, he moved his body, facing Qin Siheng, and took the initiative to wrap his arms around him.

Of course Qin Siheng was not asleep, and he also felt his action. He knew that Jiang Qian'an was not asleep, but he didn't know how to start the conversation.

"......Baby?"

I don’t know what the baby’s name was before, and whether the name he used before was correct.

"Ah."

Jiang Qian'an's muffled voice came out.

Qin Siheng held him in his arms, patting his back. "Baby, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

He seemed to vaguely know what Jiang Qian'an wanted to do, probably to tell him the "truth", but he didn't need the "truth", he just wanted to make sure whether Jiang Qian'an would leave him.

"The baby will never leave me, right?"

This man really only cares about this. Jiang Qian'an laughed softly and stopped after a long time.

"I won't leave you, but I want to tell you a story. Would you like to listen?"

It was a question, but Jiang Qi'an didn't give Qin Siheng a chance to answer, and continued to speak:

"This story is a bit long, covering about one person's 24...er, 25 years. It's a bit of a cliché...

The protagonist's abilities were far inferior to yours, but he still managed to do it. He narrowly escaped death and passed the family's test by the tactics of his uncles. Just as he was about to take real power, he met with a car accident..."

The arms behind him suddenly tightened.

"Ahem, you also think he's unlucky, right? I haven't finished yet.

The protagonist of the story has a stepsister who is seven years younger than him. He raised the girl by himself, and after she reached puberty, she loved reading novels.

The girl not only loves to read, she also loves to write. One of her novels tells the story of a rich man who pampers his wife.

Let me tell you about that novel. It’s called “Er Ye’s Beloved Little Sweetheart.” The plot is about a gangster who had a miserable childhood but later became very powerful. When he became an adult, he met his heroine, raised her, and fell in love with her…”

The arms behind him tightened again, and this time Jiang Qian couldn't help it, "Cough cough cough, I'm going to be strangled to pieces."

The next moment, the shackles behind him disappeared.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby." Qin Siheng's guilty voice sounded.

After hearing the content of the novel described by Jiang Qian'an, he was struck by lightning and couldn't believe it. He didn't notice the strength in his hands and hurt his young master.

The story was actually very clear, and he had a very flexible mind, able to quickly connect the two stories.

Qin Siheng had a rather grim expression. To be honest, what shocked him the most right now was not that the world he lived in was a book, but the fact that he was supposed to fall in love with someone in the book.

He knew very well that he had no feelings for Qiao Wanwan. He was very sure that he only liked the person in his arms.

Jiang Qi'an saw that his face looked a little grim. Did he realize the truth? Right!

"Brother, you are very smart. Have you guessed it?"

Qin Siheng nodded with difficulty. He wanted to explain that he had never liked anyone other than the young master, but then he heard Jiang Qian'an continue:

"Then you don't call me by my name because you're afraid that I don't call it by that name originally?"

He nodded blankly again.

Jiang Qian'an thought he was so cute and couldn't help but move forward and give him a kiss.

"mua~"

"I haven't finished yet. In every novel written by the little girl, there is a male supporting role who looks, has hobbies, and even has the same name as her brother. After waking up from a car accident, he found that he had become the male supporting role in the novel: Jiang Qian'an."

Qin Siheng's breathing became rapid, like the relief after a huge rock fell from his heart, "An An." He murmured softly.

"Well, I originally wanted to avoid you and live a good life here, but I didn't expect to meet you later.

I was quite scared at first, after all, I changed the direction of the plot, but you always make my heart flutter again and again."

Jiang Qianan said frankly, "Do you have any questions?"

When Qin Siheng heard him speak frankly and felt moved by him again and again, her heart was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

But if you ask him what he wants to know...

"An An...did it hurt at that time?" The struggle for power in big families has always been cruel. His An An finally succeeded, but then he got into a car accident.

He didn't dare to think about it too much, his An An must have been in great pain at that time.

"It's okay, just a little dizzy and noisy. It's like I got over it after a good night's sleep."

"I'll give you a chance to get to know me better. Next question."

"Has An An ever been in love before?"

"Where do you have time to fall in love? Next one." He slapped him.

"That......"

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