Who Wants to Be the Affectionate Cannon Fodder?! [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 29

The heavy pressure on his body suddenly dissipated. Yu Lin rolled his eyes and struggled to force his eyelids open.

The man standing at the head of the bed was very beautiful. His long hair was slightly curled and tied into a small braid draped over his right shoulder. His eye sockets were deep, and his parallel double eyelids gave him an exotic aesthetic. With a sharp, high bridge of the nose and cool, thin lips, Yu Lin’s heart inadvertently skipped a beat when he faced that face.

“What did you do to me?” He quickly realized that this heartbeat did not come from his own will.

007 did not answer the question, only stating: “This is Jiang Shiyan, your beloved.”

Yu Lin snorted coldly and said, “Is it because I said Xie Zhirang did not meet my aesthetic standards in the last world that you went all out this time?”

007 cleared its throat twice and fell silent.

“I heard everything. How could you be so careless?” Jiang Shiyan stood by the bed with his hands at his sides. His long, thick eyelashes cast a shadow over his face. From Yu Lin’s perspective, he could vaguely see the gentle gaze beneath them, as if one could drown in the depths of his affectionate eyes. “Is your body okay? If I had known you were not a good swimmer, I would have definitely swapped groups with you first. That way you would not have been scared on the river and dragged Ning Jinghe into suffering with you.”

Yu Lin covered his chest and coughed a few times. The tearing sensation from choking on water had not yet vanished from his body.

After Ning Jinghe returned to the country, he did not immediately start his primary work. Instead, he took on a live-streamed desert island survival variety show to repay a favor he owed a producer from years ago. Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyan immediately contacted his manager to secure a spot for himself.

As for Shen Xingzhuo, he wished he could be glued to Jiang Shiyan twenty-five hours a day. However, this time he wanted to give Jiang Shiyan a surprise, so he deliberately hid the news of his participation before filming began.

It was not until the moment they met at the airport that Jiang Shiyan, who was still processing the joy of reuniting with an old friend, had his thoughts disrupted by this uninvited guest.

“If you are feeling unwell, how about we stop filming? I am worried you cannot hold on.”

If the real Shen Xingzhuo were here, hearing these affectionate words from Jiang Shiyan, he would likely think with excitement and joy that the man truly cared for him. But in the original world line, Shen Xingzhuo chose to continue filming just to stay with Jiang Shiyan. Over the following days, his fragile and pampered body constantly hindered his teammate, Ning Jinghe. The audience in the live-stream was repeatedly infuriated by his foolish actions, and the voices of condemnation were endless.

Jiang Shiyan did not care about his condition at all. He only urged him to give up and leave so that he would not blindly interfere with Jiang Shiyan rekindling his relationship with Ning Jinghe.

Furthermore, immediately after filming ended, Jiang Shiyan decisively broke up with Shen Xingzhuo.

Yu Lin, however, scrutinized Jiang Shiyan’s face with curiosity. He did not understand how someone could act so deeply in love in front of a person they did not like.

Yu Lin instinctively remarked, “You are better suited to be an actor than Ning Jinghe. It is a pity you are a singer.”

Jiang Shiyan, not yet realizing he was being mocked, let out a confused “Hmm?”

Yu Lin propped himself up and slowly sat back against the soft pillows. He said indifferently, “We have been together for a year, and you only just found out I am not a good swimmer?”

Jiang Shiyan paused, then quickly reacted. He sat down next to Yu Lin and reached out to touch his head, saying dotingly, “Why are you suddenly angry? Did I do something wrong?”

Just as his fingertips were about to touch his hair, Yu Lin grabbed his wrist. “Do not touch me.”

Jiang Shiyan’s face darkened instantly. Usually, although Shen Xingzhuo had the arrogant temper of a young master, he would restrain himself and act obediently if Jiang Shiyan said a few soft words or showed even a hint of displeasure.

But today, Shen Xingzhuo’s temper was lasting far too long. He had not given Jiang Shiyan a single good look since he entered, and Jiang Shiyan’s patience was nearly exhausted.

Jiang Shiyan did not even know what the fuss was about. Falling into the river had nothing to do with him. It could not be that he found out about the relationship with Ning Jinghe. On second thought, that would be fine too; it would be better to just clear the air here and end things cleanly.

“Shen Xingzhuo, I do not have time to play along with your tantrums. If you insist on…”

Yu Lin flung his hand away and smiled with a tilted head. “Then let us break up. I am tired of looking at your face.”

Jiang Shiyan was stunned. The expression on his face almost cracked. He used all his strength to maintain his last shred of reason, gritting his teeth in disbelief as he asked, “What did you say?”

He was used to Shen Xingzhuo’s admiring and adoring gaze. He was used to his submissive and flattering actions. Jiang Shiyan often thought that since Shen Xingzhuo was the one who pursued him relentlessly, he was merely bestowing a facade of being loved out of necessity. When it was no longer needed, he should be the one to ruthlessly end the relationship.

He did not expect Shen Xingzhuo to propose the end first. It felt like a slap to the face, treading his pride into the mud.

“Did you not hear me clearly? I said…” Yu Lin suddenly found that his throat felt blocked by something.

The next moment, the ajar door was pushed open. The man standing at the front walked into the room while turning his head to talk to someone else. The dark camera lens behind him happened to point directly at Yu Lin’s face.

At that moment, Yu Lin slowly raised his head. His eyes were bright red, and tears fell like pearls without any restraint. His watery eyes gazed tightly at Jiang Shiyan, and his voice was soft and weak. “Please do not drive me away. I can continue filming. I will not cause trouble for you.”

The person who just walked in: “…”

The photographer: “…”

Jiang Shiyan: “…”

Yu Lin, discovering his limbs and senses were out of his control: “Fuck!”

“007, explain to me what is going on.”

007 said emotionlessly: “In view of the host’s performance in the last world, the system has implemented a newly developed character setting repair function. When necessary, it will forcibly control the host’s body to correct errors. Therefore, it is recommended not to excessively violate the original plot and character setting.”

Yu Lin said darkly: “Very well.”

Shen Xingzhuo sniffled, sobbing with a tear-stained face. “That boat was so small and shaky. It was my first time and I was so scared. I really did not mean to pull Brother Ning down with me. Please forgive me.”

The character repair function lasted for three minutes. Shen Xingzhuo spent those three minutes crying and acting pitiful. The man who had stepped into the room retreated as quickly as lightning, leaving the stage to Shen Xingzhuo and Jiang Shiyan.

Meanwhile, Jiang Shiyan glanced at the camera and then at Shen Xingzhuo’s crying face. He could neither stay comfortably nor leave.

He could only suppress his internal irritation and feign comfort in front of the lens. “It is fine. Ning Jinghe is a good person and will not blame you. If you really cannot handle it, you should withdraw from the recording.”

At this moment, the comments in the live-stream were in an uproar.

“To be honest, although Shen Xingzhuo’s personality is not likable, this face is truly pitiable. Just now when Pei Yixing pushed the door and saw that tearful face, wow.”

“I hope these pampered princesses and young masters stay away from survival shows. I paid money to see handsome guys overcome obstacles, not to see a vase crying and acting pitiful. I cannot stand it.”

“By comparison, Ning Jinghe in the next room is such a powerhouse. He reacted quickly after falling into the river. Not only is he fine, but he also pulled out his useless teammate. Now he is even downstairs helping prepare dinner. Truly my chosen husband.”

“Licking Jiang Shiyan’s face.”

“Does the person above not have a husband? Why are you licking mine?”

“Jiang Shiyan is a truly good person. Even though he was pestered by Shen Xingzhuo before, he still comes to care for him now.”

“Stop acting pitiful. If his acting in dramas were this good, he would not have to leech off Jiang Shiyan’s popularity every day.”

Regaining control, Yu Lin raised his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes and said expressionlessly, “No need. I will continue recording.”

Jiang Shiyan frowned, but given the presence of the camera, it was not convenient to say more.

Pei Yixing, who had hidden to the side, poked his head out from behind the door and interrupted, “Since Xingzhuo is fine, let us go downstairs for dinner. I am starving.”

Hearing this, Jiang Shiyan stood up first and walked past the camera and out the door. The cameraman, seeing that Yu Lin had not changed out of the clothes he wore when he fell into the water, tactfully closed the door and waited outside for him to come out.

Shen Xingzhuo’s suitcase was full of flashy clothes. Yu Lin rummaged through it with disdain for a long time before finally finding a slightly simpler shirt to put on, incidentally tearing off the annoying chains attached to it.

When he pushed the door open and came out, the comments in the live-stream noticeably paused for a moment.

The reason was simple: Shen Xingzhuo’s face was gorgeous. The upturned corners of his eyes were full of aggression, and a red mole on the bridge of his nose was exceptionally eye-catching. Usually, this young master had an arrogant demeanor and looked down on everyone. Though beautiful, he was always somewhat unlikable.

Now, with Yu Lin’s soul, his half-drooped eyelids covered his captivating eyes. His lips were slightly pursed, and his calm expression carried a lazy air. His casual glance was inexplicably alluring, like an uncarved statue that invited more imagination.

The white shirt was tucked into his trousers, accentuating a slender waist that looked like it could be held in one hand. He walked with a brisk, sweeping pace. His aura was both abstinent and erotic.

“Fuck, my fetish is exploding. I want to…”

“Do not even think about it. Let me think about it first.”

Yu Lin stood on the stairs, scanning the busy people in the living room on the first floor of the wooden house. His gaze suddenly landed on the man walking out of the kitchen carrying fish soup.

That man’s face was sixty percent similar to Shen Xingzhuo’s. The only difference was those peach blossom eyes. They were exactly the same as the eyes in his dream.

Furthermore, every move he made gave Yu Lin a sense of extreme familiarity.