I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Having said that, he sat astride Xie You's legs and boldly touched the sparkling purple gem earring.

After hearing Ye Zhao's complaints that came from the heart again, Xie You didn't understand what he was saying, but he got used to it and accepted it well.

Afraid that he couldn't reach it, Xie You moved towards him.

Ye Zhao got tired of playing with it after a few times and let go.

She continued to stroke that long hair and began to braid it, mumbling quietly and enjoying it.

Xie You didn't bother him and let him play.

In the early morning, Xie You helped the drunk Ye Zhao to the nearest hotel, but heavy snow started to fall.

A snowflake fell on Ye Zhao's distinct eyelashes, and after melting, it froze him open.

Under the tall, dim street lights, he looked up and saw snowflakes falling.

With his palms facing up, he caught some and stood still.

"I want to build a snowman, brother Xie You, brother Ye Zhao wants to build a snowman."

Ye Zhao stood on tiptoe, hugged his neck and shook him.

"Go back first, I'll make it for you." Like coaxing a child, Xie You took the person into the hotel that had been opened across the street early in the morning.

Take the elevator up to the presidential suite.

When the two approached the bed in the master bedroom, they both fell onto the bed.

Ye Zhao held his hair and continued to play, humming a song, "Don't look at me as just a sheep. Sheep are incredibly smart..."

Xie You, who was pinned down by him, couldn't move, or perhaps he didn't want to move.

Maintaining this posture, Xie You took off his gloves and placed them on the bedside table, revealing a pair of hands that were two points whiter than snow.

The fingers are long and white, with distinct joints, and the blood vessels on the back of the hand are clearly visible.

He never had an allergic reaction when touching Ye Zhao's wrist, as if he existed for Ye Zhao.

Not only did he not reject it, but he felt it was his honor and was happy to do it.

When Ye Zhao woke up, the sweet taste of honey water lingered in his mouth, and his headache was much relieved.

He sat up and saw a piece of paper pressed down by the vase on the table.

I moved the vase away, picked up the paper and saw that it said: Go to the balcony.

The signature is Xie You.

Put on your shoes, push open the glass door and come to the spacious open-air balcony.

The earth returned to its white state, and my feet stepped into the thick snow, leaving behind a trail of footprints.

When he reached the middle, he saw Xie You with her long hair tied up with a hairband, squatting on the ground with her back to him, doing something.

In front of him, there were two snowmen.

The snowman wears a red hat, with eyes made of round black stones and a nose made of carrot.

Wearing a red scarf, he looks really adorable.

The snowman is surrounded by star-shaped light strips.

It provides brightness while adding an aesthetic atmosphere.

"Wow."

Exclaiming, Ye Zhao squatted down beside him, "When did you do this?"

"Two hours ago."

The remaining snow was pasted on the snowman, and Xie You brushed off the snow on his body.

Ye Zhao took out his phone and took a picture. "How did you know I wanted to see the snowman?"

"I can read minds." Xie You replied.

Ye Zhao believed it and pulled his sleeve, "What am I thinking about now?"

"I don't know, but I know what Xiaoxi is thinking."

Does this differentiate between people?

Ye Zhao complained in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, "Tell me about it."

"Ye Xi wants another daddy who can attend the parent-teacher meeting with you." Xie You pulled him up, his eyes burning.

Ye Zhao was distressed.

He held his chin with his brows furrowed.

"Why don't you consider me?"

Xie You volunteered.

Ye Zhao's brain was stuck, but he quickly realized, "That's right."

"You agree?" Xie You was delighted and held his hand excitedly.

Ye Zhao smiled slightly, "We are good brothers, please pretend when the time comes."

"I..." Xie You sighed.

He wanted to say that he didn't want to be his brother, he wanted to be his lover.

The kind that is aboveboard and legitimate.

But, I just don’t understand, I really don’t understand at all.

Was his love root pulled out in his previous lives? How come...

"Please." Ye Zhao clasped his hands together and said pitifully, "I'm not interested in love or not. Falling in love is more terrifying than death."

Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable all over.

I don’t know why, but he can act and pretend for the sake of the mission.

But what is love?

As soon as he thought about it, his mind became a mess, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart. It was so terrifying.

Seeing that he looked dazed and his eyes were dull, Xie You gave up the idea of ​​confessing his feelings.

He agreed, "Yeah."

"Thank you." Ye Zhao clasped his fists and said, "Take a picture of me and the snowman."

Giving him the phone, he squatted next to the snowman.

Xie You took a photo and said, "Let's take a photo together."

"No problem." Ye Zhao waved at him.

Each of them took a photo standing next to the snowman.

They all stood in front of the snowman and took a photo shoulder to shoulder.

In the photo, Ye Zhao has a smile on his face and looks lively.

Xie You’s gentleness and tenderness are enough to melt the bitter cold winter.

Ye Zhao built a small snowman nearby, muttering, "Make one for Xiaoxi, another for Bai Qiong, then one for Mom and Dad, Aunt Xie, Zhou Xin..."

In short, include everyone you know.

Xie You set the shoulder-to-shoulder photo as his screensaver.

He put the phone away like a treasure and ran over, "I'll help you."

"watch out!"

Before he could finish his words, a handful of snow hit him in the face.

Ye Zhao patted the snow off his hands and laughed, "I got tricked."

A clear voice has the magic to infect people's hearts.

"You wait."

Xie You came back to his senses, feeling playful, and grabbed a handful and threw it back.

Ye Zhao ran away, covering the back of his head with his hands, trying to cover up his mistake. "I can't hit you, I won't admit it, I didn't get hit."

"Then don't run." Xie You chased after him.

The snow was like fine sand, blowing in the face, forming a beautiful landscape and blurring the faces of the two people.

Tired of playing, Ye Zhao lay down on the snow in a big letter shape, facing the sky and panting.

"Xie You, I want to tell you something."

Xie You moved closer to him, "What?"

"I plan to return home in a week." Ye Zhao rested his arms behind his head.

His face froze and Xie You fell silent.

Not getting a response from him, Ye Zhao nudged him lightly.

"I'll go back after I'm done with this." Xie You pretended to be relaxed. "Don't think too much. I just miss my old friends."

Ye Zhao screamed, "What? I didn't say anything."

"I didn't say anything either." Xie You turned his back to him.

Seeing that he was still upset, Ye Zhao pulled his hair.

Xie You didn't respond.

Ye Zhao thought he was asleep and muttered, "It will all be settled soon."

This time, I went back and gave the protagonist the medicine for the last time and successfully completed the filming.

Anyway, the protagonist can't remember him, so it's not difficult to drug him.