Chapter 34: Not injured but in great pain. Everything you want, I'll give you...

Xu Wenci wasn't actually interested in the gift, but Fu Yanli's behavior was so unpredictable that following him was probably the best course of action.

Anyway, he's been "bought off" by Fu Yanli now, so it's normal for him to follow Fu Yanli.

However, his expression suddenly froze. He felt that this shouldn't include going back to Fu Yanli's house.

[Actually, I really want to ask, someone died in this villa before, but now that person is alive again, is it still considered a haunted house? [Curious][Curious][Curious]]

[That's a really tricky question! [Thumbs up][Thumbs up][Thumbs up]]

"My script." Fu Yanli handed the script to Xu Wenci, then leaned back on the sofa, settling in comfortably. But then, as if remembering something, he crossed his legs, pretending to be engaged in serious negotiation. "There's something you'd never expect: wasn't my grandfather supposed to be cannon fodder? I thought that day I'd offended him by treating him like cannon fodder, but I didn't expect him to..."

"This is your gift?" Xu Wenci, who was completely bewildered, paused for a second before taking the heavy book.

This book tells the story of his fate, Fu Yanli's fate, and the fates of all the main characters.

“Of course, it’s not just this,” Fu Yanli winked at Xu Wenci again, “I have other gifts, which I will reveal later. You can guess them now.”

Fu Yanli suddenly jumped out.

You cannot wink.

I almost forgot.

Why did the guy suddenly cramp up during our chat? [frowning]

“I won’t guess, but I have a question,” Xu Wenci shook his head, forcing himself to put aside the random guesses in his mind, and continued following Fu Yanli’s words, “Do you know that your grandfather is related to the script…”

“Of course…” Fu Yanli reached out and snapped his fingers in front of Xu Wenci. “I originally thought only my dad knew that I had the script, but I didn’t expect my grandfather to know as well.”

Xu Wenci nodded, then his expression froze instantly.

etc.

If Fu Yanli knew that the script had always been in his father's hands, why did he keep talking to him about it in the beginning?

At the time, he misled Fu Yanli into believing that the script was in his grandfather's hands, and Fu Yanli acted as if he didn't care.

This shows that he was watching his own act without exposing it.

Is it fun to watch him act?

He even used the excuse that the script was in his father's study to give a nonsensical response.

Fu Yanli hissed, bent down slightly, and moved his right leg slightly.

This soft exclamation interrupted Xu Wenci's rapidly fleeting thoughts and the angry question that was about to be uttered. He glanced briefly at Fu Yanli's right leg but did not say anything.

"So what exactly does your grandfather want to do?" But after thinking about it seriously, Xu Wenci realized that he was in the wrong and was also a spy, so he decided to solve the important problem first.

Fu Yanli winked mischievously at Xu Wenci, giving him a knowing look: "He definitely wants the script, or he's a collaborator with my dad but hasn't fully committed to him."

Xu Wenci lowered his eyelashes. He had to admit that Fu Yanli was indeed very smart, so smart that he felt he was worthy of being the protagonist of this world.

But can a protagonist with a shattered aura and restricted by the rules compare to the main supporting characters who band together to plot against the world?

He was somewhat uncertain.

Perhaps there are more than just him and Fu Yanli awakening their self-awareness in this world.

He even looked up into Fu Yanli's eyes.

Those supporting characters awakened to their true potential earlier than he and Fu Yanli.

The planning process takes longer, and more information is gathered.

“Fu Yanli,” he simply put down the script in his hand and asked seriously, “Have you ever thought that we could collaborate with your father, your grandfather, or even them… people who know about the script?”

"You want to cooperate with them?" Fu Yanli asked, tilting his head as if it were just a casual question.

He reached out, picked up his script, chuckled, and tilted his head to wait for Xu Wenci's reaction.

“I have thought about it.” Xu Wenci stroked his chin, lowered his eyes, and analyzed seriously: “They may have realized that this is a scripted world earlier than we did, and perhaps they wanted to get rid of this world a long time ago…”

Fu Yanli, who was tilting his head to listen, smiled slightly, raised an eyebrow, and stared at Xu Wenci's face, "Do you really want to get rid of this world?"

"Of course." Xu Wenci replied without the slightest hesitation.

Fu Yanli lowered his eyes, sat up straight, poured a glass of water, and gently placed it in front of Xu Wenci.

[The seme definitely poured water for the uke because he saw he was thirsty. [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers]]

[The seme might be going to tell a long story, and the uke might get thirsty listening to it for too long [screaming][screaming][screaming] But whatever, it's great to ship from every angle [spinning][spinning][spinning]]

Fu Yanli: You've all said it, what else can I say?

“My dad will at least not cooperate with me.” Fu Yanli decided to explain his situation first. “My dad knows I am the protagonist of this world. Not only does he not think that everything I have is because of my ability, but he will also go to great lengths to steal my protagonist’s halo.”

Indeed, Xu Wenci silently complained, "That's exactly what Fu Rongzhen did."

“I don’t know if my grandfather knew I had the script, but if he had already cooperated with my father, he had no reason to help me or my father. He was more likely to betray my father and me at a crucial moment, kill us both, and put his illegitimate son in power.”

Xu Wenci: What else is there to say? You might as well just restart it.

I can't.

I've already made plans.

[It feels weird to block the conversations between the seme and uke, it happens every time...]

I really want to know what the gift is! [Excited][Excited][Excited]

I also feel that this kind of blocking isn't something the author intentionally set up. It feels like there's some secret that even the author doesn't know being conveyed through the dialogue, but it's inexplicably cleared away. [Thinking][Thinking][Thinking]

Xu Wenci narrowed his eyes. The person who posted this comment seemed to be the same one who said something was wrong with his grandmother. The commenter was quite clever.

“So those two absolutely cannot cooperate with us,” Fu Yanli continued, “at least not until they come to their senses.”

Xu Wenci nodded.

Indeed, cooperating with the two of them is too risky.

That's what he thought too.

"What do you think of Yi Pei?" Xu Wenci suddenly asked.

Fu Yanli's smile vanished the instant he heard that haunting name, leaving him speechless with anger.

This Yi Pei is absolutely despicable. As Yi Lou's younger brother, he not only provokes him every day, but also tries to steal him away.

“Not good at all.” Fu Yanli said sarcastically, “If he weren’t Yi Lou’s brother, I would have done much more than just complain to Yi Lou.”

Even if you get an electric shock, you have to report it.

"Have you noticed that he can see the comments?" Xu Wenci's eyelashes trembled slightly. He seemed to have thought of something, paused for two seconds, and interrupted Fu Yanli's outburst.

Fu Yanli was stunned.

His deep purple eyes flickered, seemingly tinged with gray, and as his eyelashes drooped, a faint shadow was cast beneath them.

“No, not at all,” Fu Yanli said.

"I want to know, have you noticed anything wrong with Yi Lou?" Xu Wenci clearly wanted to change the subject.

Fu Yanli smiled, and his deep purple pupils turned into a lighter color, also taking on a warm tone, and the sharpness in his eyes faded.

"No, he seems normal, but he said his brother is acting strange." I must take this opportunity to get revenge on Yi Pei.

"Is there something wrong with Yi Pei?" Xu Wenci was more suspicious of Yi Lou than Yi Pei.

After all, Yi Lou's attitude when he saw him with Yi Pei was not like that of a normal older brother when he saw his younger brother.

The one who seems the most off is probably Yi Lou.

Why are you still chatting? [Bored][Bored][Bored]

[Why isn't the scene of the seme giving the uke a gift fast forward yet? [anxious][anxious][anxious]]

I really want to know what kind of gift the seme would give the uke (bottom) based on his thought process [questioning][questioning][questioning]

Yes, yes, a gift...

Fu Yanli immediately came to his senses.

The gifts haven't all been given out yet.

The answer is now revealed.

Xu Wenci, on the other hand, waved the script in his hand as if watching a show, looked up at the comments, and raised an eyebrow.

He really liked the gift.

That's enough.

Perhaps in the past, what he needed most was money, but now, he is more interested in Fu Yanli's script.

Not only Fu Rongzhen and Old Master Fu were eyeing Fu Yanli's script, but so was he.

He collaborated with Fu Rongzhen in order to obtain the script, and now he got it so easily, from an angle he had never even considered.

Fu Yanli gave him the script.

This is a real script.

As the protagonist, he was perfectly aware of which scripts were fake and which were real.

"You're so happy to have received the script?"

Fu Yanli's smiling face caught Xu Wenci's eye, and for a moment it overlapped with that of the arrogant and fierce ghost.

"I will give you everything you want."

Xu Wenci closed his eyes.

Damn it.

Fu Yanli reappeared.

That paranoid man with a face covered in blood, looking like a ghost.

No, it doesn't look like a ghost.

Rather, it was originally a ghost.

The bottom looks like he's in so much pain...

[The bottom probably feels very tired just thinking about the top possibly giving him an impractical and useless gift. [sigh][sigh][sigh]]

Fu Yanli: The comments section is ruining his reputation every day. The things he sends are always very useful.

Whether it's a calligraphy brush or an inkstone.

The viewers in the live chat don't understand these things.

Besides the script, what does Xu Wenci need most?

Xu Wenci should now know that his grandmother is faking illness.

But he did not take any action.

This shows that his goal was not actually to directly expose the situation on his family's side and completely get rid of his family.

Xu Wenci must have his own plans.

Fu Yanli felt that he could add fuel to the fire for Xu Wenci's plan.

We can talk about Yi Pei's matter later, anyway, Yi Lou can handle this variable.

“My gift is that I gave your grandmother one million yuan in your boyfriend’s name, telling her that one million yuan is to buy out your relationship with her. Guess,” Fu Yanli frowned, gently moving his slightly sore calf, still feeling uncomfortable, but his gaze never left Xu Wenci, who was still lost in thought, “what will she choose?”

[Oh no, oh no, the seme has completely dropped the act now and has been investigating the uke and his family [trembling][fear][covering mouth] In real life, he'd be a total outlaw [eye-widening][eye-widening][eye-widening]]

I remember the seme once gave the uke a note, which seemed to say that his grandmother wasn't sick.

Ah [covering mouth][covering mouth][covering mouth] Did I miss something? I don't quite remember [scratching head][scratching head][scratching head]

Xu Wenci's pupils contracted sharply, his gaze shifting to Fu Yanli. He couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, but his words were somewhat hesitant, "You just made this?"

Had Fu Yanli planned all this in less than two hours since he left the ward?

Fu Yanli is terrifying.

It really looks like a ghost.

Fu Yanli: What's going on? What kind of look is Xu Wenci giving me?

And why does my leg seem to hurt even more?

Fu Yanli couldn't help but gasp. He rubbed his stiff calves, which were stiff from the pain, and looked up, only to be met with Xu Wenci's gaze.

Xu Wenci's eyes are beautiful, especially when his amber eyes are tinged with a warm tone, like the glaze of candied hawthorn berries sparkling in the sunlight, with a slight caramel hue.

“My grandmother can’t make the decision…” Xu Wenci explained softly.

He didn't understand why his grandmother had dedicated everything to his father, and he couldn't understand why someone would willingly hurt someone who was truly sincere to her for someone who didn't understand them at all.

Perhaps her life wasn't entirely under her control from the beginning; perhaps it was part of a pre-programmed sequence.

To put it more directly, as the protagonist, he will inevitably encounter villains and cannon fodder, and those cannon fodder will not think deeply about why they are doing this.

The villains he encounters in his life, if not his grandmother, would be someone else.

But he has feelings, so he doesn't understand why his grandmother, who had always loved him so much and never changed, even in his memories of his past life, has become someone he doesn't recognize in this world with its own script.

His grandmother clearly didn't have a script, and she clearly wouldn't be controlled by a script, so why did she still turn into someone he didn't recognize?

But it doesn't matter, so what if everything changes, or so what if it doesn't?

He wanted to live.

He must keep control of his script.

Fu Yanli's is the same; it must be in his hands.

However, there are probably still people who don't know where Fu Yanli's script is.

For example, Fu Rongzhen.

"What about those ten pages of the script?" Fu Rongzhen still believed that the script was in the hands of the woman in front of him. He didn't even glance at her, his expression relaxed. He gently shook the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, tossed them to the ground like trash, and scoffed.

"I promised, and I will do it."

The woman smiled.

In fact, the trump card that the child played was never aimed at Fu Yanli, but at Fu Rongzhen.

Seeing Fu Rongzhen completely unaware of the truth is incredibly satisfying.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Rongzhen looked at her, unable to stop laughing, and gritted her teeth, her smile stiffening.

"Fu Yanli's little boyfriend must be quite interesting," Su Anlan said, though she had actually secretly met Xu Wenchi several times.

Fu Rongzhen seemed to have seriously considered the issue, saying, "You should meet with him when you have time. He's the most important part of the plan, and we can't do without him."

She squinted slightly and touched the pearl earring on her earlobe.

Xu Wen resigns...

This person... seems dangerous...

Fu Rongzhen actually thought that Xu Wenci would cooperate with him obediently?

Lowering her eyes, her gaze fell again on the string of Buddhist beads at Fu Rongzhen's feet, and her eyes flickered slightly.

"Auntie, could you help me find a string of slightly worn Buddhist prayer beads? Preferably from the Fu family. But any string will do."

The little girl smiled slightly and held her hand affectionately.

This is also my sister's child.

Of course you can.

She smiled.

Haven't we found it now?

Author's note: My cough hasn't gotten better, and I feel like it's not just a common cold [poor face]. I revised the story yesterday, fixing some parts that weren't logically coherent.

I went out this afternoon and someone maliciously scratched the back seat of my electric scooter! [crying][crying][crying] This person is just so awful! [crying][crying][crying]