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

After that, Ye Zhao spent three days running between the company, hospital, and Lvshui Apartment.

As for Lausanne, I can’t take care of it at the moment.

During this period, Ye Zhao received a call from Luosang and said he had something to do.

Until the night before being discharged from the hospital, Ye Zhao went in to take a shower and put his cell phone on the bedside table.

When a call comes in, the phone screen lights up instantly.

Jun Qing was wearing a hospital gown and looked closer to see that the caller ID was Luosang.

With a hint of revenge in his heart, he answered the call.

"Brother Ye Zhao..."

“I’m not.”

"What about others?"

When Luosang heard Jun Qing's voice, his tone became indescribable.

Jun Qing noticed it and raised the corner of his mouth. "Zhao Zhao is taking a shower. If you have anything to say, I can pass it on to you."

"I haven't settled the score with you yet, so remember this." Luosang said this viciously and hung up the phone decisively.

Jun Qing sneered.

Thinking that Zhao Zhao had not gone to look for this vixen these days, but had been accompanying him, she couldn't help but smile sweetly.

It was worth it for him to soak in ice water all night, and he also took care of the vixen Luosang.

"Clap!"

The bathroom door opens.

Ye Zhao came out and saw that he was holding his mobile phone, and the screen had gone dark.

"What are you doing with my phone?"

Jun Qing was stunned, his expression as innocent as it could be. "Luosang just called, and I answered the phone."

"It won't happen again."

Ye Zhao didn't really like other people touching his phone, so what happened to Luosang last time was understandable.

This time, it is really unnecessary.

"Okay." Jun Qing lowered his head and put the phone back in its place.

Ye Zhao sat down on the chair next to him and looked at him with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.

Jun Qing seemed to be unaware of anything. She clutched the quilt with both hands, her cheeks flushed.

Under the focused gaze of the one you love, your shyness is beyond words.

"About Luosang pushing you into the swimming pool..."

Ye Zhao brought up the matter again, but before he could finish, Jun Qing interrupted him, "No, he didn't push me. I didn't stand firmly. Husband, don't blame him wrongly."

It looked so genuine, it didn't seem fake at all.

In order not to arouse suspicion, let this vixen take advantage of it first.

The strange feeling in Ye Zhao's heart gradually dissipated.

"I just said, he has no reason to target you."

Luosang is the third male lead in the original novel. He loves the protagonist so much that he can't wait to harm him.

He said there must be a misunderstanding.

Jun Qing's eyes turned cold for a moment, then quickly disappeared. She said with a wronged and sad tone, "Does my husband know him well?"

This vixen's purpose in approaching Zhao Zhao is to have ulterior motives. What's good about that?

He is not worthy of Zhao Zhao's attention at all.

"You're so nagging." Ye Zhao felt guilty and glared at him.

Jun Qing pursed his lips into a straight line, not daring to say anything else.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Ye Zhao sat in the back seat of a Ferrari back at Lvshui Apartment and saw a bookstore opened on the familiar street next to him.

I saw that the name of the bookstore was Jin Shufang, and it was surrounded by buds of night-blooming cereus.

The bright and transparent glass doors are all printed with patterns of Epiphyllum, as light as clouds, as thin as paper, crystal clear, just like colored glass.

Ye Zhao hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Nan, stop the car."

"Young Master?" Although Uncle Nan was confused, he still did as he was told.

Jun Qing beside him called him, but Ye Zhao didn't turn around——

"I'll go take a look." After saying that, he pushed the door and got out of the car.

The glass door of the bookstore is automatic and opens automatically when he approaches.

Ye Zhao went in and didn't see anyone. He walked towards the rows of bookshelves with a little hesitation.

At this time, there was a rustling sound.

When he got closer, he saw a tall boy with his back to him, arranging books on the bookshelf.

A spotless white T-shirt with a dreamy Epiphyllum printed on the front and light grey jeans, this combination looks fashionable and fresh, elegant and casual on him.

It was just a back view, but Ye Zhao was actually a little afraid to get close.

Just because he doesn't come close doesn't mean others can't detect his presence.

Under the light, his reflection was elongated and inevitably projected onto the boy's body.

The boy subconsciously turned around, and the moment he saw him, his mind went blank for a moment.

His appearance was not ostentatious, but rather gentle and elegant, like an Epiphyllum blooming in the silence of the night, unable to conceal its charm at the moment of its bloom.

His eyes are like gems from the deep sea, so deep and bright that one would like to explore them but is afraid of being immersed in them.

"Junior Ye?" The boy hesitated slightly, his voice as gentle as spring rain. "Are you Junior Ye?"

Ye Zhao curled up his hands due to nervousness and subconsciously wanted to avoid his sight, but his reason forced him not to escape.

Awkward, tangled, and stubborn.

Her face flushed, her eyes felt like she was about to cry, her throat tightened, "Senior Zhuang Ran."

When he called out this familiar yet unfamiliar name, tears began to fall uncontrollably, but he didn't even notice.

"you……"

Zhuang Ran was frightened by his big tears and almost quickly wiped the tears from his cheeks.

Ye Zhao was horrified after being touched, and stepped back quickly, tears blurring his vision.

In the blink of an eye, more tears fell.

Eight out of ten scumbag male protagonists once had a white moonlight that they loved but could not express, and Ye Zhao is no exception.

When I was a sophomore, I had a crush on Zhuang Ran, a senior in the senior year. Zhuang Ran is also the fourth male lead in this novel.

I thought I would never see him again, but now that I see him, I am so happy that I cry.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuang Ran said, naturally withdrew his hand, and handed over a clean handkerchief.

Ye Zhao didn't intend to take it, but when he saw the pattern of the Epiphyllum, he took it decisively.

It seemed that even he was surprised by these tears, "Hey, what's wrong with me..."

Ye Zhao felt embarrassed and wiped away her tears hastily, clutching the handkerchief in both hands.

"I remember you used to love reading. There are some new books here. Can you take a look and see if there are any you like?"

Zhuang Ran changed the subject and introduced him like he did three years ago.

Ye Zhao followed him to the rows of bookshelves.

Suddenly I saw a book called The Most Beautiful Time on the sixth bookshelf on the right.

He reached for it.

"this……"

The two hands touched each other.

One is slender and white, with distinct bony fingers and pink fingertips.

One is slender and powerful, with well-proportioned lines, delicate and soft.

Ye Zhao shuddered as if he had been electrocuted and quickly retracted his hand.

The blush spread all the way to the neck, and there was a tendency for it to spread downwards.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, we still like the same book." Zhuang Ran smiled warmly, as if he didn't take the previous episode to heart.

Ye Zhao stepped back, trying to relax as much as possible, and his back suddenly hit the bookshelf behind him.

"careful!"

Lian Ren fell down with the bookshelf, and his waist felt tight, and he fell into a warm embrace.

The strange and rich fragrance of the night-blooming cereus enveloped him, and in his ears he heard the loud sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Soon, he could no longer hear.

Zhuang Ran covered his ears and watched as all the bookshelves behind him collapsed. The huge impact caused the shelves to fall apart and the books to scatter into a mountain.

"Zhao Zhao!"

When Jun Qing rushed in and saw this scene, a flame flashed in his eyes, full of hostility.

Just as he tried to separate the two, everything settled down over there, Zhuang Ran let go and pulled him behind him.

"Zhao Zhao, that's so scary. I'm so worried about you."

Squeezing in between the two of them, Jun Qing hugged Ye Zhao and gently patted his back to comfort him.

Zhuang Ran saw that he didn't push Jun Qing away, and then thought of the name Jun Qing called him, his eyes dimmed slightly.

He had met Jun Qing once before and greeted him politely, "Mr. Jun, nice to meet you again."

"Hello." Jun Qing's reaction was colder than expected, and all his attention was on Ye Zhao.

Zhuang Ran remained calm, but when he saw Ye Zhao's hair was slightly messy, he subconsciously touched it.

"Snapped!"

Jun Qing slapped it away without mercy.

Pain spread across his palm, and Zhuang Ran's eyes flickered several times.

"Why did you hit him?"

Hearing the crisp sound, Ye Zhao pushed him away and went to check if Zhuang Ran was injured with concern.

Zhuang Ran dodged his outstretched hand.

Ye Zhao's hand stopped in the air, with deep hurt in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Jun Qing apologized eagerly, as if he had just realized it.

Zhuang Ran remained calm and said, "It's okay."

Ye Zhao was still in shock. He looked at the books scattered on the ground and felt guilty. "I'm sorry, Senior Zhuang Ran. I will bear all the losses."

"It's okay, this bookshelf is very old and I'm just about to replace it." Zhuang Ran comforted him.

Ye Zhao adjusted his gaze slightly, "But, it says on this bookshelf that it's less than a year old."

Following his gaze, Zhuang Ran saw the production date stuck on the side of the fallen bookshelf, and his smile froze.

He went over to block the place without leaving a trace, "You're seeing it wrong."

“…” Ye Zhao was ashamed.

Man 4, is this really okay for you?

You are so fond of and doting on your scumbag, no wonder he treats you as the white moonlight in his heart and never forgets you, and doesn't let anyone know your existence.

Ye Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Zhuang Ran was infected and smiled at him.

Jun Qing looked at this scene, feeling extremely anxious and almost collapsed.

Her body swayed, and she was about to fall. She grabbed Ye Zhao's clothes tightly and said, "Zhao Zhao, I feel dizzy. Can we go back?"

Ye Zhao touched his forehead worriedly, "Isn't the fever gone?"

"I don't know. My chest feels stuffy and I feel dizzy. Am I going to die..." Jun Qing blocked his view of Zhuang Ran, looking pitiful.

Ye Zhao hesitated, and Zhuang Ran saw his concerns. "Your health is more important. Take this person back first. Someone will clean up here later."

Ye Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Even though he was reluctant, he still supported Jun Qing and walked away, looking back every few steps.

I went back to see my family doctor for a checkup and it was nothing serious.

I also asked someone to buy a new bookshelf and send it to Zhuang Ran. After all, I broke someone else's things, so it's only right to compensate him. I also left my number.

The night fell, and the hour and minute hands on the wall pointed to half past eight.

Ye Zhao's cell phone, which was placed on the sofa, rang.

Jun Qing was quick to hand over the phone to him and took a look at it.

An unfamiliar number, I don’t know if it’s a friend or an enemy.

Ye Zhao swiped the screen to answer the call, "Hello, I'm Ye Zhao."

"I'm Zhuang Ran." Such an elegant and gentle voice is a pleasure to listen to.

Ye Zhao couldn't sit still any longer. He opened the door with his cell phone and went to the corridor outside.

Such an unusual action made Jun Qing's face visibly gloomy.

Knowing nothing about this, Ye Zhao leaned against the white wall tiles and said, "Senior."

"I received the new bookshelf you sent me. Actually, you don't have to spend so much money." Zhuang Ran on the other end of the phone looked a little helpless.

Ye Zhao disagreed, "Just consider it as my opening gift to you, senior. If you are polite to me, I will be embarrassed to buy books again."

"You." Zhuang Ran hesitated for two seconds, "Are you free tomorrow night?"

"Yes." Ye Zhao didn't even think about it.

Zhuang Ran laughed and said, "Would you be so kind as to bring your significant other along for dinner?"

His mind went blank, and Ye Zhao said in a stammering voice, "Senior, how did you know?"

"Well, I met this man named Jun a few days ago when it was raining. His phone fell to the ground, and I saw the screensaver..."

Zhuang Ran was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he hurried to explain.

Jun Qing said at the time that they were husband and wife.

Even if they didn't say it, just the fact that they were so close in the bookstore that day, and Jun Qing's heart and eyes were full of Ye Zhao, who could not see it?

There was no need for Zhuang Ran to explain the rest; Ye Zhao understood most of it based on the original text.

It was nothing more than seeing the screensaver on my phone and then looking at the protagonist in front of me whom I had a good impression of. I felt something strange in my heart and couldn't help but ask.

Now you know.

As a scumbag, how could he not be afraid of being misunderstood by the white moonlight in his heart?

Ye Zhao breathed heavily, his jawline tensed. "Things are not what you think. I didn't..."

"You don't blame me, do you?" Zhuang Ran was nervous.

Ye Zhao instantly put everything behind his mind, "How could it be, it's just a coincidence."

"It's quite fate." Zhuang Ran said cheerfully, "Then I'll send you the address tomorrow. Bring Mr. Jun with you at 8 pm. See you there."

It was impossible to say no, Ye Zhao had no reason to disagree, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhao wanted to complain.

The world is so big, why does it look so small?

You can meet them everywhere.

What a scumbag the top is! He married the protagonist who was devoted to him and understanding, but he didn't cherish her well.

I dare not tarnish the bright and clear white moonlight, and I dare not express my feelings to her, for fear of leaving a bad impression on her.

Treating Luosang, who is similar to him, he dare not let him be a qualified substitute, but just gives him money. What's the point?

Never mind, this scumbag's life is quite tangled and twisted.

Jun Qing will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, just in time for him to go to the Hongmen Banquet, which is also the most speechless part of this novel.

The next evening, at Huaishui Hotel, which has a classical decoration style.

In box 308, when you open the window, you can see the bottomless river.

Tonight, Zhuang Ran wore a white suit, outlining the faint appearance of Epiphyllum, and perfectly showing his waistline.

Elegant, noble and generous.

Jun Qing was dressed in a low-key and restrained black suit, with black hair and seaweed-like features, and innocent facial features.

Ye Zhao was out of character, wearing a white shirt and tie inside, a red suit jacket, black trousers and black leather shoes outside, and an eight-digit metal watch on his hand. He looked elegant and inviolable, and the rich colors made his skin look as white as snow, just like the morning glow on the horizon.

Each style is different and has its own merits.

The moment Jun Qing saw Zhuang Ran, he was stunned.

Unconsciously, he hugged Ye Zhao's arm tightly.

Zhuang Ran stood by the window, with a gentle smile and a temperament as graceful as the wind.

Ye Zhao felt strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

"Senior, this is Jun Qing, my partner, whom you have met."

He bravely introduced, "Jun Qing, this is the senior I told you about before coming here, Zhuang Ran."

When Jun Qing heard the word "partner", his eyes lit up and his cheeks flushed.

"Hello, senior."

After saying hello, she quickly lowered her head, looking like an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law.