Chapter 13#

World 1: The Tragic Supporting Male Lead Changes the Script Online#

Qin Qing thought he was hallucinating.

He composed himself, then took out an exceptionally slender cigarette from the pack and held it gently with his pale thin lips.

“What did you say the next plot point is?” He asked silently in his heart.

The filter was moistened by the tip of his pink tongue, bringing a trace of bitterness unique to tobacco.

996 rubbed its chubby paws, smiling all over its face: “The next plot point is seducing, ah no, hitting on Cang Ming. This kind of plot point belongs to special plot points, with high scores, minimum 20 points, and up to hundreds of points. You must not give up. The more points you get, the faster your body and soul will be repaired.”

Qin Qing gently bit the filter with his snow-white teeth, the corners of his lips slightly raised, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Xu Yizhi, standing not far away, smiled silently, then gave Cang Ming a deep look.

Cang Ming still stood straight, smoking silently facing the boundless blue sky outside the window. Everything happening around him couldn’t shake his emotions.

“May I ask, why should I seduce Cang Ming?” Qin Qing took the cigarette out of his mouth and asked in a low voice.

996 patted its forehead, finally realizing where Qin Qing’s problem lay. Because his ability was too strong, he was out of touch with the script.

The script recorded that the original host was humiliated at the banquet, hit at work, and frequently reached out to Qin Huaichuan and Ji Lan for money while staying at home to subsidize Shen Mingshu and Qin Bao’er. Therefore, the Qin family had a very bad impression of him and treated him coldly.

There was no place for the original host inside or outside the home, so he blackened. Under Zhou Yurou’s constant instigation, he vowed to snatch Cang Ming away, so as to fight against Qin Zishi.

But now, Qin Qing hadn’t encountered any of the problems the original host encountered. Whoever wronged him, he paid back double. He had never been bullied, trampled on, or excluded and suppressed.

What was he seducing Cang Ming for?

Qin Qing continued to ask: “Lord Divine Envoy, can you give me a reasonable motive? Hmm?”

The pronunciation of the word “reasonable” was emphasized, and the ending sound of the last word was dragged very long by him to show his doubt and dissatisfaction.

996 said carefully: “The motive was actually triggered long ago, just that you didn’t notice. Do you remember what Zhou Linlin said to you on the day of the birthday banquet? Those words are your motive.”

Qin Qing understood after a little thought. Then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Not far away, Xu Yizhi exhaled a puff of smoke, hooked his thin lips and asked lazily: “What motive?”

Cang Ming was too lazy to answer this question and directly handed his phone to Xu Yizhi.

Xu Yizhi found a video from the unread messages on WeChat. After watching it, his slender eyebrows couldn’t help but raise.

“This world is indeed very boring.” He returned the phone to Cang Ming, the light of interest flickering in his eyes slowly extinguishing.

Obviously, in his opinion, such a dispute was really too low-level.

However, the next second, Xu Yizhi heard someone speak out his inner thoughts bluntly: “Don’t you think such a motive is very low-level? If you want something, why not take it with your own ability. If you can’t take it, then snatch it!”

This sentence made the dark light in Xu Yizhi’s eyes flicker again. Just in an instant, his interest seemed to be aroused again.

Qin Qing held a slender cigarette between his fingertips, but delayed lighting it.

He lowered his eyes to look at 996, a trace of slight mockery in his low voice, “Do you think I need to use this way of degrading myself to deal with Qin Zishi? Is he worthy?”

996 was speechless. Damn it! Why is Qin Zishi so weak compared to Qin Qing! He is clearly the male lead!

Qin Qing rolled his pitch-black eyes, glanced at Cang Ming inadvertently, and said again: “Do you think this kind of high-and-mighty, arrogant, defiant, proud and cold person is worth my effort to please? Is he worthy?”

Before 996 could react, Xu Yizhi had already chuckled in a low voice.

Hoarse, magnetic, pleasant laughter echoed in the smoking room, like the morning bell and evening drum, long and heavy, sounding terribly good.

Qin Qing looked back, only to see Xu Yizhi flipping through his phone, laughing while flipping, probably having found something fun.

Cang Ming, who had been looking out the window, turned his head, glanced at Xu Yizhi coldly, and finally raised his eyes to look straight at Qin Qing.

Different from Xu Yizhi’s lazy gaze, his sight was like ice knives and frost swords, chilling and intimidating.

Qin Qing hurriedly looked away, daring not to look again.

Xu Yizhi whispered slowly with a smile in his voice: “Learned idioms well.”

Cang Ming exhaled a puff of smoke, looked out the window again, but his relaxed brows frowned.

996 put its two chubby paws together and muttered: “Why not worthy? Cang Ming is the son of destiny of this world, meow! He can turn clouds and rain with a flip of his hand, why isn’t he worthy of your pleasing?”

“Son of destiny?” Qin Qing caught the key point.

Before this, the label he put on Cang Ming had always been “Qin Zishi’s gong (top)”.

Xu Yizhi hooked his thin lips into a silent smile, Cang Ming flicked the ash, unmoved. To such a fantastic rhetoric, neither of them had any reaction.

996 nodded its round head: “Son of destiny, the darling of the Heavenly Dao, you should have heard of it, right?”

Qin Qing’s pitch-black eyes became extremely distant in an instant, as if recalling many memories.

His pale thin lips opened and closed slightly, murmuring: “The darling of the Heavenly Dao, of course I’ve heard of it.”

He not only heard of it, but also saw it.

“The Heavenly Dao will give the best of everything to the son of destiny, including the partner. This partner who is lucky enough to be chosen by the Heavenly Dao is the destined person. Every son of destiny will have a destined lover. We actually serve them.” 996 continued to explain.

“So, Qin Zishi is this destined person?” Qin Qing blinked his deep eyes.

“Yes, the son of destiny will always be with the destined person. If they are not together, the Heavenly Dao won’t allow it. We were born for this mission. They are the protagonists, and we are the supporting roles destined to sacrifice for them, do you understand?”

“I am a supporting role?” Qin Qing lowered his head, looking at a hideous scar on the palm of his right hand.

“Yes, otherwise what did you think you were? Didn’t I tell you early on?” 996 tilted its head.

“I thought… I thought I was only a supporting role in this world.” Qin Qing gripped that injured right hand hard, his eyes couldn’t help turning slightly red.

“The son of destiny and the destined person are destined to be together, no one can separate them?” He asked with empty eyes and trance-like consciousness.

“Yes!”

“What if a supporting role insists on being with the son of destiny?”

“Then he will definitely die miserably.”

“Will be doomed eternally?”

“Yes!”

“Will be crushed to pieces?”

“Yes!”

“Will have his soul scattered, everything becoming empty?”

“Of course, meow! No one should think about separating the destined couple! No matter how much effort is spent, the supporting role is destined to be cannon fodder!” 996 showed a contemptuous expression.

Qin Qing slowly retreated, his back leaning against the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The warmth of spring shone in, but couldn’t warm his bone-chilling heart.

He raised his hand, slowly covering his face pale as paper, a pair of slightly red eyes dark and dim, covered with moist wateriness.

996 stepped forward two steps and asked worriedly: “What’s wrong with you? Are you going to follow this plot point or not?”

Qin Qing closed his eyes, like a shadow, hiding in a corner where the bright spring light couldn’t reach. He didn’t answer for a long time, only slightly rapid breathing echoing in the smoking room.

“Is your gastric ulcer acting up?” 996 touched Qin Qing’s trouser leg with its paw.

Xu Yizhi pursed his thin lips and looked over, while Cang Ming remained motionless.

Qin Qing put down the hand covering his face, suddenly smiled lightly, his eyes dyed with slight red dampness taking in the thin and warm spring light, appearing bright and bewitching.

“Seducing Cang Ming, right?” He used his slender fingertips to gently brush away a strand of hair on his forehead.

“Yes, go quickly! Otherwise people will leave.” 996 nodded happily.

Qin Qing adjusted the tie on his chest, adjusted the diamond cufflinks, and then slowly walked towards Cang Ming and Xu Yizhi standing not far away.

Xu Yizhi glanced at Cang Ming meaningfully. Cang Ming frowned, his compelling aura fully opened in an instant.

But when Qin Qing walked close, he didn’t greet Cang Ming, but stopped beside Xu Yizhi, hooking his slightly pale thin lips, smiling gently: “Mr. Xu, do you have a lighter?”

As he spoke, he raised a slender cigarette held in his hand. The filter of the cigarette was licked wet a little by the tip of his tongue, and two tiny tooth marks were printed on the slightly deep wet mark.

Even such a trivial detail revealed unspeakable temptation.

Xu Yizhi raised his eyebrows and smiled with interest: “A smoker didn’t bring a lighter? Hmm?”

His prolonged ending sound was both low and sexy.

Qin Qing said helplessly: “Forgot to take it when going out. Interview today, a bit nervous.”

This reason was enough.

Xu Yizhi took out a lighter from his trouser pocket, black gold material, the nozzle was a lifelike, hideous leopard head, with two fiery red diamonds embedded in the eyes, as if radiating fierce light.

“Thank you.” Qin Qing took the lighter, his slightly cool fingertips touching Xu Yizhi’s palm lightly like butterfly wings.

A tiny bit of itch drilled into the heart along the skin. Xu Yizhi narrowed his eyes, his eye color deepening.

Qin Qing clicked the lighter, leaned over with the cigarette in his mouth, overly thick eyelashes like two rows of fans, slightly covering his clear and bright peach blossom eyes. He lit the cigarette seriously, as if completely unaware of Xu Yizhi’s playful and burning gaze.

Wet red lips slightly pursed the cigarette butt, and slowly exhaled hazy mist with the smell of tobacco. Such scenery was even more lingering and touching than the warm sun of late spring.

Xu Yizhi’s eyes completely darkened.

Qin Qing didn’t return the lighter, but held it in his hand, clicking the switch with his fingertips now and then.

His slightly narrowed peach blossom eyes looked carelessly at a beam of sunlight shooting into the room. This sunlight carried a faint warmth, with fine dust floating inside, each grain of dust refracting light, thus becoming grains of gold sand.

Qin Qing extended a slender index finger to tease these gold sands, flicking gently, or pushing softly. His fingertips were also illuminated by the warm sunlight, showing a layer of ambiguous pink.

Xu Yizhi’s presence was so strong, yet seemed to be completely ignored by him.

After a while, he finally gave up teasing these golden sand grains, turned to take a deep drag of the cigarette, and gently brushed away a strand of hair scattered on his forehead while slowly exhaling smoke, then lowered his eyelids.

He was like a cat lying under the warm sun in spring, comfortable enough to fall asleep.

Xu Yizhi, who had been waiting for him, was not impatient because of this, but observed his every move with great interest.

When Qin Qing teased the dust, Xu Yizhi’s gaze was also like dust, sticking to Qin Qing’s clear fingertips. For a hand fetishist, this hand like fat and jade was simply a supreme work of art.

Hooking lips, brushing hair, smoking, slightly closing eyes, every move of Qin Qing was like a spring painting, revealing a lingering meaning, and also revealing top-level temptation.

Knowing that this painting was deliberately displayed for him to see, he couldn’t deny its pleasing to the eye. Xu Yizhi licked his dry lips, and then extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

“Lend me a cigarette?” He asked in a hoarse voice.

Qin Qing raised his eyes, held up the cigarette in his hand to look, then looked at the cigarette butt thrown into the ashtray by Xu Yizhi, and chuckled: “Mr. Xu’s cigarettes should be better than mine.”

The gap between cigarettes costing dozens of yuan a pack and hundreds of yuan a pack should be quite large.

“Can’t taste any special flavor.” Xu Yizhi shook his head and requested again: “Can you lend me a cigarette?”

Only then did Qin Qing take out his cigarette case, his low and slow voice like ripples on a calm lake surface: “My cigarettes are tangerine flavored, don’t know if you are used to smoking them.”

“Cigarettes also have tangerine flavor?” Xu Yizhi appropriately showed a touch of surprise.

“Yes, try it?” Qin Qing took out a cigarette, handed it over, and then actively lit the lighter for Xu Yizhi.

An extraordinarily handsome face leaned over, lazy eyebrows and eyes, thin lips curved without smiling, and strong hormonal breath.

Qin Qing didn’t understand why such an outstanding person was just a supporting role.

Xu Yizhi took a puff of the cigarette, then shook his head: “No flavor.”

Qin Qing smiled softly, and finally extended two slender fingers: “Give me the cigarette.”

Xu Yizhi handed the cigarette over.

The filter was wet in a patch. Qin Qing gently held it with his equally wet lips. The sweet floral fragrance mixed with the biting pine fragrance, blending into another ambiguous taste.

Xu Yizhi narrowed his eyes watching this scene, hidden dark flames in his sight.

“There is a tangerine-flavored popping bead hidden in the filter. Bite the popping bead before smoking, and a faint tangerine flavor will ooze out from the tobacco.”

Qin Qing explained while biting that cigarette butt with his snow-white teeth, grinding gently. With a slight crack, the popping bead broke, and then he handed back this cigarette emitting a strong tangerine aroma.

Actually, he just needed to say a word, and Xu Yizhi could bite the popping bead himself. But he didn’t…

Xu Yizhi took the cigarette but didn’t smoke, instead looked deeply at Qin Qing, his gaze focused and unpredictable.

Qin Qing held his own cigarette in his mouth, his not very flexible right hand continued to play with the black gold lighter. He seemed completely unaware of how ambiguous his actions were.

Cang Ming standing aside turned his head and glanced at him meaningfully.

Xu Yizhi suddenly let out a hoarse low laugh, and then held this wet cigarette still printed with a few shallow tooth marks.

“Tasted the tangerine flavor?” Qin Qing asked timely.

Xu Yizhi shook his head and exhaled a puff of smoke.

“How come?” Qin Qing didn’t believe it.

Xu Yizhi whispered with a smile: “This world in my eyes is unimaginably boring for ordinary people.”

“Oh? Boring to what extent?” Qin Qing was not troubled by this jumping topic and immediately followed up.

Xu Yizhi glanced at him, and finally looked at the empty blue sky outside the window: “All senses are empty, tasting food doesn’t feel delicious, smelling flowers doesn’t feel fragrant.”

When saying this, he looked deeply at Qin Qing again.

Qin Qing squeezed the cigarette in his hand, his heart contracting for a moment. Was this sentence pointedly directed at him? Or an illusion?

Xu Yizhi continued: “No joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, hate, sadness, or bitterness, everything is as plain as boiled water. Doing anything can easily achieve success, boring enough to want to sleep forever.”

Cang Ming standing aside extinguished the cigarette in his hand forcefully, his profile appearing unusually cold.

Qin Qing shook his head: “My feeling is completely opposite to yours.” He pointed to the clusters of pink flower trees downstairs, “Look how lovely this world is. Because it is too beautiful, I exist.”

He looked straight into the bottom of Xu Yizhi’s eyes, “My life came like this. Maybe you stand too high. When you break yourself and sprinkle yourself into this rolling red dust, you will find a lot of fun.”

Xu Yizhi narrowed his eyes and smiled, asking lazily: “How do you know I haven’t broken myself?”

The topic unknowingly became inexplicable. 996 hid behind Qin Qing, eyes full of mosquito coils.

Damn it! What is all this? Can’t understand a word!

Qin Qing shook his head, smiled, seemed unable to answer, so smiled again. Then he took a deep drag of the cigarette and blew all this thick smoke onto Xu Yizhi’s face.

“Smell it now?”

Qin Qing tilted his head and narrowed his eyes smiling, then turned to look at the bright spring light outside the window, dragging a long ending sound and sighing slowly: “Do you feel that summer is coming soon? Tangerine soda and clear ice cubes are a perfect match, right?”

Strong tangerine flavor and inexplicable sweet floral fragrance, mixed with a trace of cool cedar breath, wrapped Xu Yizhi.

The tangerine flavor came from the cigarette, the sweet floral fragrance belonged to Qin Qing, and that cedar breath was his own smell. This was the first time Xu Yizhi identified so many different smells so distinctly and clearly.

He was stunned for a moment, then involuntarily loosened his tie, standing in the spring light that became hot for no reason, and said hoarsely and slowly: “Yes, summer is coming soon.”

Suddenly, his empty senses were filled with an inexplicable feeling of fullness.

Cang Ming turned his head abruptly to look at Xu Yizhi, a trace of deeply hidden surprise flashing in his cold eyes.

The more 996 looked, the more it felt this scene was not right. It tilted its head and thought for a while, then let out a stunned scream: “Meow! Qin Qing, are you seducing Xu Yizhi? Your target is Cang Ming!”

Qin Qing laughed low, the broken tears in his eyes had long faded, turning into malicious banter.