After quickly wearing the second male lead who was rejected

When Tang Lengchu woke up, he found himself sitting on the sofa.

A question popped up in his mind, why he was not in his bedroom but in an unfamiliar living room. And he should be at night, not during the day.

So Tang Lengchu slowly raised his head, and then he saw three people standing in front of him.

Two men in their early twenties and an old man with gray hair.

He recognized the two young men, but not the elderly man. The old man looked like an old-fashioned gentleman from a British film. He seemed ready to speak with a genuine British accent. He might even ask if you wanted some tea.

He still remembered that he was talking to that beautiful woman, but how come he found himself in a luxuriously decorated house halfway through the conversation?

Tang Lengchu looked around and finally looked at Feng Yiheng. Puzzlement appeared in his eyes, "Cousin, why am I here?" Among the three people, Tang Lengchu subconsciously chose his cousin with whom he was close.

Feng Yiheng spoke slowly, his tone a little heavy: "Achu, you are possessed by that monster. You don't have to rush to refute what I said, you can first watch a video I took." In order to prevent Tang Lengchu from waking up and not believing that he would do such a thing, Feng Yiheng specially took a video as evidence.

Tang Lengchu swallowed the question he was about to ask and leaned forward slightly. Full of questions, he took the phone that Feng Yiheng handed him and looked at the video interface. Tang Lengchu clicked the play button on the video.

Then he saw a scene that he would never forget. Most importantly, the severity of it was enough to be a black mark on his history!

In the video, he seemed to have become a completely different person. He kept repeating the phrase, "Handsome guy, come play~~~~" and his voice was neither male nor female, which was very strange. It didn't sound like a human voice at all.

Halfway through the video, Tang Lengchu didn't want to watch any more. He handed the phone back to Feng Yiheng with one hand and covered his face with the other.

After Feng Yiheng took the phone, Tang Lengchu covered his face with his hands and bent down.

Then, after a brief silence, a cry of pain, despair, shock and other emotions broke out.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!——————”

Gu Chang gave him a sympathetic look and raised his hands to cover his ears.

Feng Yiheng pursed his lips, unable to bear to watch any further, and turned his head away.

Ike was observing Tang Lengchu, trying to see if there was any trace of the enslaver's aura left on him.

After Tang Lengchu vented his emotions, he slowly straightened up and spoke with a look of despair: "That female monster really lied to me... lied to me..."

Gu Chang took the opportunity to ask him: "What did she say to you?"

Tang Lengchu pursed his lips, frowning. After hesitating for a moment, he finally answered the question: "She said that she could completely cure my illness. That way, I can go out and make friends, and others won't be afraid of my sudden illness. She also said that I was God's chosen one, and that I became like this because of the hardships I had to go through. Just like the text in high school, when God gives a man a great responsibility, he must first make his heart and mind suffer..."

Gu Chang: "...So, you believed what she said?"

Tang Lengchu nodded and smiled bitterly: "Yes, who doesn't want to be a normal person? I know I shouldn't talk to her, but she knows everything I've been through since I was a child. She also understands my difficulties."

Feng Yiheng walked over to Tang Lengchu and sat down, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Achu, you are a normal person now."

Tang Lengchu turned his head to look at him, his tone full of doubt: "Really? Cousin."

Feng Yiheng looked at him with a firm look: "Of course. Don't you realize that you are calling me cousin very clearly now?"

Tang Lengchu's eyes widened slightly, and he took a deep breath. He used to speak with a lisp. But just now, he had expressed himself clearly. But Tang Lengchu still had doubts in his heart. He felt a little unreal. He had been ill for so long, was he already well?

So Tang Lengchu looked at Gu Chang, "Really? Attis."

Gu Chang nodded gently, "Don't doubt it, you are fine now."

Ike, who was standing next to Gu Chang, also spoke up: "Yes, Mr. Tang. You should keep exercising and keep your body and mind happy. Get more sun. Just do these things and you'll be fine."

Feng Yiheng curled his lips slightly and introduced: "Achu, Mr. Ike is the one who cured you."

When Tang Lengchu heard this, he stood up suddenly and quickly came to Ike. In a flash, he bent his knees and was about to kneel down to Ike.

"How can I ever repay you, Mr. Ike?"

Ike quickly supported him, "Mr. Tang, you don't have to do this. As long as you do what I say, that will be the best reward for me."

Tang Lengchu curled his lips, opened his arms, and hugged Ike. Then he silently shed tears, "Thank you! Mr. Ike! I will definitely do what you said!"

After crying for a while, Tang Lengchu let go of her hand awkwardly. He scratched his head sheepishly, "Sorry, Mr. Ike. Could you please repeat what you just said? I... I kind of forgot what it was."

Ike smiled slightly, "Of course."

After Ike finished giving the instructions, he went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Gu Chang and Feng Yiheng sat on the sofa in the living room, while Tang Lengchu fainted from excessive excitement. He was currently sleeping on the sofa on the other side. After all, he had been awake all night without any rest.

Feng Yiheng pursed his lips and asked in a deep voice, "Artis, will you stay in City M?"

Gu Chang raised his eyebrows slightly, and he turned his head to look at Feng Yiheng with a gentle look in his eyes, "Of course, I work at DW Company."

Feng Yiheng took over the conversation: "What kind of job is it?"

Gu Chang smiled and said, "Graphic model. You can search my name in the short video."

Feng Yiheng was stunned. He didn't use his phone often, so he was at a loss for a moment. He didn't even know if he had the app that Gu Chang mentioned on his phone.

Gu Chang noticed that Feng Yiheng was a little nervous, so he took out his phone, opened the short video app, and searched for the name of DW Company in the search bar.

Soon, a series of videos appeared.

Because they were looking at the same phone, Feng Yiheng moved a little closer to Gu Chang. His eyes stayed on the phone screen, watching Gu Chang in the video for a while, and then he said, "I think the you in the video is not like you now."

Gu Chang became interested, "Why do you feel that way?"

Feng Yiheng frowned slightly. "Maybe it's because you look a little... a little unreal in the camera. Like an exquisite doll."

Gu Chang moved closer to Feng Yiheng, his gentle eyes gazing at Feng Yiheng's profile. "Look at me now, do I look like a doll?"

Feng Yiheng subconsciously turned his head, and his light brown pupils suddenly shrank.

This distance...is really too close.

It seemed as if their lips would touch each other in the next second.

Their breaths intertwined. The slightly opened, soft lips were like rosy red fruits, waiting for him to taste the sweetness.

"Mr. Artis, Mr. Feng." Ike's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Feng Yiheng's thoughts.

Feng Yiheng and Gu Chang turned their heads to look at Ike at the same time.

Ike smiled and said, "Mr. Feng, are there any foods you avoid? Or, what do you like to eat?"

Feng Yiheng always felt that there was something else hidden in Ike's smile. He moved his upper body a little further away from Gu Chang and said, "Mr. Ike, I don't have any dietary restrictions. If I had to say what I like to eat, it would probably be beef."

Ike kept smiling: "Okay, Mr. Feng."

Then Ike turned and left the living room.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Ike won't do anything to you." Gu Chang said in a gentle voice.

Feng Yiheng shifted his gaze to Gu Chang, "No, I don't think so. It's just that the way he looks at me is a bit... a bit like a pig digging up cabbage?" Feng Yiheng couldn't say anything specific, but in short, the way Ike looked at him was a bit dangerous.

Gu Chang chuckled, "Then are you a pig?"

Feng Yiheng, "..."

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After returning from get off work, Zhong Xiyao opened the bedroom door, threw her canvas bag on the chair, and fell directly onto the bed face down.

She is really...really tired.

Who knows how painful it feels to have a subway breakdown near the end of the day?

She also rejected Sister Chen's kindness and chose to ride a bicycle back to save face.

As for why she chose to ride a bicycle, it was because she got off work later than others, and when she learned that there was a subway breakdown, she was still at work.

So she had no choice but to ride a bicycle back.

Zhong Xiyao buried her face in the soft quilt and took a deep breath.

She felt that her legs were no longer her own, as if they had become a strange relationship.

Turning over, Zhong Xiyao took out her cell phone and opened the takeaway interface.

She decided to order some takeout to reward her hard-working body.

What should I eat?

Zhong Xiyao used her fingers to flip through the various takeout foods on the phone screen, feeling a little confused.

After five minutes of psychological struggle, Zhong Xiyao chose a physical store that specializes in spicy hot pot.

I'd order one serving of everything from enoki mushrooms to bean rolls and spinach. For meat, I'd order meatballs, luncheon meat, chicken fillets, and beef fillets.

Because she decided to treat herself to a good meal, when she saw thirty yuan and eighty cents on the checkout screen, she chose to pay without hesitation.

God knows how long it has been since she last had spicy hot pot. In college, she had to eat it every three days.

Pruss sat on a small stool by the windowsill, staring at Zhong Xiyao tossing and turning on the bed, and occasionally letting out a silly giggle.

He felt that this human was a bit neurotic sometimes. And the rectangular object in her hand not only glowed, but also made sounds.

When Zhong Xiyao dropped her phone on the bed and went to the bathroom, Pruss jumped from the stool onto the bed. He cautiously approached the rectangular object, sniffing around it with his nose.

There was the smell of food, the scent of Zhong Xiyao herself, and other indescribable smells. In short, it was like a book that recorded many things. When he approached, the book automatically opened and revealed its contents before him.

Pruss tried pressing the phone screen with his paw.

Suddenly, the phone screen lit up.

At the top, numbers like the time and date were displayed. Then there was a photo of Zhong Xiyao and other humans.

Are Zhong Xiyao’s eyes so big?

The Zhong Xiyao on this phone screen is not wearing glasses. Her eyes are bright, and when she smiles, they curve like crescent moons. The wind blows her bangs aside, revealing her smooth forehead and her eyebrows that gradually become thinner and crescent-shaped.

She has a bright smile and her eyes are full of stars. All the beautiful things in the world are gathered in her. She is the person who radiates like a little sun.

"Cat, what are you doing?" Zhong Xiyao's voice suddenly sounded in Pruss's ears.

Pruss subconsciously looked up at the source of the sound.

Those eyes as bright as the full moon appeared in his eyes.

Zhong Xiyao was not wearing glasses. She smiled gently and looked at Pruss.

Her skin is fair and rosy, showing that she is full of vitality.

"Cat, no one has come to claim you these past few days. You must really be a stray cat." Zhong Xiyao said as she sat down on the bed and picked up Pruss, holding him in her arms.

Zhong Xiyao said seriously: "So I want to give you a name."

Hearing the name, Pruss's ears twitched slightly.

What name would this human give him?

Then he heard Zhong Xiyao's voice above him: "Why don't you take my last name, Zhong? You can be called Zhong Dabai! And I'll just call you Dabai."

Zhong Xiyao thinks it's easier to raise a pet if you give it a simple name. And this white cat is really beautiful, with a nice, shiny coat.

Pruss, "..."

He kicked his hind legs and jumped out of Zhong Xiyao's arms.

How could he, an angel, have such a name? Zhong Dabai. It didn't sound very noble.

Zhong Xiyao pursed her lips, her gaze fixed on Pruss. She noticed his tail was held high and straight, like a feather duster, fluffy and straight.

Does this mean that the cat likes this name very much?

The corners of Zhong Xiyao's lips curved upwards. She stretched out her hands and hugged Prus back onto her lap. "Dabai, you really do like this name!"

Pruss turned his head and half-closed his eyes.

He never said he liked the name.

How could this human make the decision for him without his permission? He clearly didn't even like this name!

Zhong Xiyao had no idea what Pruss was thinking, so she buried her face in the white cat's arms and rubbed it gently.

To be honest, that's what she wanted to do.

The cat's chest looks soft and fragrant.

Pruss howled and stretched out his two front paws to press against Zhong Xiyao's forehead, trying to push her head away.

"Meow!" But the cat meow he made was soft and delicate, as if he was reluctant but also willing.

Zhong Xiyao liked it even more, "Hehehe——Little cat, let me suck you."