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

Zhuang Ran didn't remember much about Ye Zhao and him during their college days.

The only thing I remember is our first meeting.

He sat next to the beverage vending machine, watching the precious young master clumsily put a coin into the vending machine.

The vending machine made two clicks, but not a single drink came out.

The young master looked confused and wondered what was going on.

Zhuang Ran found it a little funny and hesitated whether to remind him.

But the young master's next move left him stunned.

"Since one won't work, then two."

The young master took out a handful of coins and stuffed them in one by one.

After throwing all the shots, the young master was furious and kicked him.

Zhuang Ran endured for a long time, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

This time he was really sure that the young master was using this for the first time and had no experience.

Feeling pity for the young master, he took the initiative to talk to him and gave him his unopened drink.

The young master looked at him critically, accepted it with a cold face, and said he would return it to him later.

Before leaving, in addition to asking his name, he also kicked the vending machine in anger.

What an interesting person.

After that, I could see this young master working part-time in the bookstore.

No matter what book he likes to read, the young master will come over and ask if it is good.

As long as Zhuang Ran said it looked good, the young master would buy it half-believingly.

Once, when the young master saw his Epiphyllum envelope, he acted coquettishly and asked him for one. It was just a small matter, and there was no reason for him to refuse to give it to him.

While his mind was still hazy, the young master took the envelope and sniffed it. Then, as if he had discovered something, he leaned over to sniff his neck.

It was like discovering a new world. "Senior, you smell just like the envelope. It smells so good. Is it Epiphyllum?"

"Is that so?" Zhuang Ran got too close and his face was hot.

The young master was a little intoxicated, and didn't even notice when his nose touched his skin. "I like it very much. I don't have any fragrance on me. You can smell it."

He lifted up a part of his collar.

What Zhuang Ran smelled was the scent of bitter orange, which was clear, calm and captivating.

Meeting her moist eyes, he nodded reluctantly, "Indeed."

"I don't care. I like Epiphyllum too, senior. We have exactly the same preferences." The young master covered the lower half of his face with an envelope, his cunning eyes shining with a bright smile.

Zhuang Ran really wanted to explain, how was it the same, but seeing him like this, well, as long as he was happy.

On the day of going abroad, the young master ran over and threw himself into his arms, with scary tears in his eyes.

"Senior, you may not remember that I tricked you into eating when we were young. We agreed to be together forever."

"I thought you were abducted and killed by human traffickers, but I didn't expect it was Grandpa Zhuang who saved you and brought you home to adopt. That's great! Can you please not leave?"

The young master hugged him tightly, and his tears wet his neck.

However, these words completely devastated Zhuang Ran.

It was obvious that the young master had admitted his mistake, and he wanted to tell him.

But there was a huge resistance in the dark that prevented him from speaking clearly.

He wanted to tell him that the young master had recognized the wrong person.

Later, he never planned to tell this secret in his life.

When we met again many years later, the young master had already gotten married, and all the past events had become a thing of the past.

But he had already let it go.

I was extremely confident about this, but the moment I saw it again, the high wall I had erected collapsed.

Over the years, the young master hasn't changed at all, the bitter orange scent on his body, his tough mouth but soft heart, his arrogant and easily irritated personality.

During those youthful days, and with this person, everything was so beautiful and dreamlike.

It was obvious that the young master was married, it was obvious that the young master had a lover, it was obvious that the young master had a crush on him... Reason told him to stay away from such a foolish person, but the suppressed emotions continued to ferment.

Finally, upon hearing that the young master was going abroad, he followed his heart and rushed to the airport regardless of everything, following Xu Mo's advice.

At that moment he was thinking, since he liked the young master so much, could he give him a chance?

The young master said he was disgusted, but in fact he cut the Gordian knot.

Just when she was about to divorce Jun Qing, Jun Qing died.

This was an accident and he felt very guilty. If this was a sin, he was willing to bear it and asked God not to punish his young master.

In the end, the only obstacle between them was the marriage partner they had never met.

He especially cherishes every moment he spends with the young master and doesn't care about anything else.

Until one day, the person he was to marry came back.

He originally thought that canceling the engagement would take some effort, but Ye Zhao told him that he had been playing a trick on him.

No matter how much you like him, if his heart is not with you, what's the point of forcing it.

He has his own pride and can't do that kind of persistent thing.

Whenever Ye Zhao wanted to break up, he was always willing to fulfill his wish.

Smash the bracelet and never bother her again.

Regarding the cancellation of the engagement, Gu Lan made a deal with him. As long as he was willing to admit that he didn't like Ye Zhao and everything was a lie, and that he liked Gu Lan, the engagement could be cancelled.

Zhuang Ran agreed. Even without love, he wanted to have freedom.

One morning three months later, Zhuang Ran was sorting things out at the company when he suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart and the photo fell to the ground.

When he bent down to pick it up, the glass of the photo frame was broken into pieces on Ye Zhao's side. The glass fragments cut his fingers, and blood fell on Ye Zhao's face like flowers, making it blurry.

As if hinting at something.

Zhuang Ran forced himself to remain calm and planned to find someone to dispose of the things.

I received a call from Ye Ming, but was told that Ye Zhao had died.

When the truth comes out, it's too late to regret.

Zhuang Ran wanted to cut Jun Qing into pieces, but he hated himself even more. If it weren't for him, Ye Zhao wouldn't have made such a tragic sacrifice.

Luosang and Xu Mo acted like crazy and took revenge on Jun Qing, but Jun Qing didn't fight back.

Later, news of Jun Qing's death came.

Zhuang Ran resolutely gave up his inheritance rights to the Zhuang family. Despite Mr. Zhuang's obstruction, he went abroad again and never set foot in this place again.

I knew it was such a stumbling block, so how could I not know each other?