Chapter 1
"Bang——!"
The alloy steel baseball bat hit the man's head hard, causing his tall figure to shake. Blood dripped from the man's forehead, dripping to the floor, breaking the deathly silence in the room.
Si Yang looked up at Feng Yan's disbelieving, bloodshot eyes, screamed, raised the baseball bat with all his strength, and hit Feng Yan again.
The man fell to the ground, covering his head and unable to stand up.
Tears were wet on Siyang's pale face, and the fingers that clenched the baseball bat were twisted again, but he could no longer feel the pain.
Si Yang slipped out of the wheelchair and limped outside the house. The person on the ground stretched out a hand and struggled to grab his trouser leg.
Si Yang fell.
He yelled to vent his emotions and kicked Feng Yan hard with his good leg.
Si Yang climbed up with difficulty, no longer worrying about his broken leg that had been injured repeatedly and never recovered. He ran outside the villa, found Feng Yan's car, got in and pressed the accelerator to the end.
In the rearview mirror, Feng Yan came out of the villa, held on to the door frame and retched for a while, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Si Yang looked away, tears kept rolling down from his eyes, but a cheerful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
...It's almost over.
It's almost over.
In the winter on the island, you can't even see snow. The clouds sink in the sky, blocking the moonlight, and the dark night blends with the sea water.
Si Yang opened the car window, closed his eyes, and let the cold night wind hit his face.
The jeep rushed into the beach, and the hands wrapped in splints slowly left the steering wheel. The next second, the car rushed into the sea without slowing down at all. The sea water surged. Soon, the rising tide swallowed the roof of the car, taking one person and one car with it, and returned to the depths of the sea.
"Si Yang——!"
Feng Yan rolled out of the car like crazy. He climbed to the beach. The cold waves washed away the traces of the coast. The blood flowing from his forehead blurred his vision. Feng Yan stared blankly at the calming sea tide until someone came to pull him: "Mr. Feng..."
Feng Yan grabbed the person beside him and shouted sternly: "Quick! Send someone to the sea to save him! Go save him quickly!!!"
…
Heavy rain suddenly fell on the sea in the middle of the night, and the helicopter searched the sea again and again despite the strong wind. Searchlights swept across the turbulent tide, leaving only the undulating black shadow of the search and rescue ship. The airflow was unstable and the helicopter seemed to fall at any time. The assistant held the handle tightly and whispered: "Mr. Feng, another rescue team has arrived. You should go and treat the wounds first."
Feng Yan ignored her and just stared at the monster-like sea in the abyss, his lips moving.
"What?" The assistant shook off the obstructive high-heeled shoes and leaned closer, trying to hear the boss's instructions clearly.
"Si Yang, you can't run away...I won't let you leave me..."
"You are not allowed to die..."
"You can only be with me in this life."
The assistant immediately knew that there was nothing he could do to persuade her.
She looked at the endless sea below and understood that the young man with a broken leg and hand had almost no chance of survival.
The boss might go crazy.
Maybe he has gone crazy.
Feng Yan suddenly pulled the emergency release handle.
"Mr. Feng?"
The air flow surged in and the helicopter became unbalanced. The assistant almost slipped out of the cabin. She immediately held the handle with both hands and sat on the ground.
The sea breeze blew Feng Yan's messy suit, and the man took a step forward.
"Mr. Feng!!"
Feng Yan fell into the lightless sea.
Si Yang is Feng Yan's most perfect possession, and Feng Yan will not let him go.
I won't let it go even if I die.
The cold and biting seawater flooded his mouth and nose, and the wounds caused by the baseball bat were dull and painful. In the darkness, Feng Yan heard someone ask him: "Do you want to go back to the past?"
Back in time?
Feng Yan recalled the young man's bright smile, and regret filled his heart. He murmured: "I want... I want to go back..."
"What are you going to do when you go back?"
"I want to go back." Feng Yan's tone became firmer, "If I do it again, I will let him never have the chance to leave me again!"
"..."
There was silence for a moment, and the cold mechanical sound sounded again.
"It is detected that the original owner meets the judgment conditions."
"The original body appearance data has been copied."
"Identity screening..."
"The host has been matched..."
"The host has signed a contract..."
"The timeline begins to rewind."
…
The first time Lu Chengen woke up, he noticed a breathing sound beside him. He sat up suddenly and looked around. Then he reacted and raised his hand to touch his abdomen. There was no heart-breaking pain.
"Host, your body data has been synchronized to the current plane, and you can start the mission!"
"What about my illness?"
"The cancer cells in your body have been eliminated! Once the host completes its mission and completely replaces Feng Yan, you can start a new life with confidence!"
Lu Chengen was not surprised by this. If the illness still followed him in another world, he would have better not mess around and die early.
After being on the sickbed for more than half a year, he suddenly returned to a healthy body, and his mind was inevitably wandering. Lu Chengen raised a gentle smile and said sincerely to the ball of light in his mind: "Thank you."
The electronic clock on the bedside showed that it was not yet six o'clock. It was still dark outside the window. The curtains in the room were half-closed, and the little light that came through barely illuminated the mess on the ground.
It's not hard to see the chaos of the night before.
The young man beside him had his eyes closed, his face was pale, and his brows were still frowning in his sleep. It was obvious that he was not sleeping peacefully.
Sharing a bed with a stranger as soon as he arrived, even Lu Chengen, who had seen everything before, couldn't help but feel a little headache.
Last time there was a similar situation, the people below took the initiative to figure out his preferences and arranged a little boy in his room.
He had a meeting all day and finally returned to the hotel. When he entered the door, he saw a naked boy lying on the bed in the bedroom.
When the other party saw him coming in, he got out of bed and wanted to pounce on him. Lu Chengen was surprised for a moment, then wrapped the boy in the quilt with his backhand and called the assistant to come over and deal with it.
Lu Chengen directly moved to a hotel that night, and those people didn't dare to make any more random arrangements after that.
But what was lying next to Lu Chengen now was not a "gift" that came to him on his own initiative, but the canary that he would have to tie to his side for a while in the future.
If Lu Chengen wants to survive in this world, he must first replace Feng Yan. And before completely replacing Feng Yan, he cannot do anything that is inconsistent with Feng Yan's character.
Lu Chengen had a general understanding of this world when he signed the contract with the system. The original owner, Feng Yan, was a businessman just like him, but the business focus of their respective groups was slightly different.
This was not a problem for Lu Chengen. Lu Chengen was also interested in some of the business during his lifetime. Unfortunately, he fell ill before he could advance it.
It would be nice to get started in another world.
The real problem is Feng Yan's emotional life. On the outside, he is a polite and elegant social elite, but in private, he is an out-and-out control freak.
Si Yang, an outstanding student provided by the charity foundation under the name of Feng Group, was already a well-known emerging painter in the circle when he graduated with a master's degree. The two met because of help and fell in love.
After his affair with Feng Yan was exposed, Si Yang gradually disappeared from the art world. Outsiders only thought that Si Yang fell in love with a wealthy businessman and would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, so he gave up his paintbrush and settled down to be his rich wife. Little did they know that Si Yang was imprisoned on a private island by Feng Yan.
Feng Yan did not allow Si Yang to contact the outside world, nor did he allow him to pick up a paintbrush again.
Feng Yan wanted Si Yang to be the only one in the world who could only rely on him, could only look at him and be controlled by him.
But after all, Si Yang is not Feng Yan's puppet. He is a human being, with his own emotions, hobbies, friends and dreams. He needs social interaction and freedom.
The irreconcilable conflict between the two people eventually caused them to fall into the sea and drown.
From Lu Chengen's perspective, he couldn't understand Feng Yan's extreme desire for control, let alone Feng Yan's insistence on tying Si Yang to his side.
With Feng Yan's social status and worth, if he wanted to, there would be many people who would be willing to be imprisoned and raised by him, but he insisted on breaking Si Yang's wings and turning the bird that longed for freedom into a canary in a cage.
But then again, Feng Yan's desire for control has reached a pathological level, and I'm afraid only people with the same pathological condition can endure it. Otherwise, those people who are greedy for money will come and have a bunch of cold numbers in their accounts. If the money cannot be spent, it will be in vain, and sooner or later they will run away.
Since he can run away, Feng Yan naturally has to choose the one he likes.
Lu Chengen sighed, his head hurting even more.
The system promptly reminded: "It is detected that the host's current OOC authority is 0%. There are still 295 days until Feng Yan falls into the sea and dies. Please keep up your efforts~"
Lu Chengen's task is to increase OOC permissions to 100%.
On the one hand, it is necessary to maintain the character, and on the other hand, it is necessary to break the character. The two requirements seem contradictory when put together. There is an ambiguous area between the actual rules and the rules.
Human personality itself is multi-faceted, and a single thought may lead to a completely different path. So what Lu Chengen had to do was to subtly replace Feng Yan's character with his own. When the OOC authority reaches 100%, the system will use Lu Chengen's data to fully cover Feng Yan's data, allowing Lu Chengen to fully integrate into the world with his own appearance and name.
Feng Yan will disappear into the past forever.
Of course, the basis for these realizations is that Lu Chengen can complete 100% replacement task before Feng Yan's death in his previous life, otherwise everything in this world will return to its original position - Feng Yan will still follow Si Yang and be buried in the sea, and Lu Chengen will also return to his own world to meet the end of his death from illness.
Lu Chengen didn't want to die yet, he was only thirty-three years old.
The people around him moved, as if they were about to wake up. Lu Chengen came back to his senses and focused on his "problem".
Perhaps because he has not seen the sun for a long time, Si Yang's complexion is sickly white, his black hair is slightly longer, half covering his eyebrows, his closed eyelashes are slender and thick, and his nose is straight. He has a quiet appearance and the temperament of an artist.
The sky was slightly bright, and with the light falling into the room, Lu Chengen saw a circle of purple teeth marks on Si Yang's exposed shoulder. He frowned and reached out to pull the quilt down a little.
More traces were revealed, like discarded paint splashed on the young man's overly thin body, making it look mottled.
Feng Yan went crazy again the night before, grabbing Si Yang and tossing him for a long time, causing Si Yang not to sleep deeply all night.
Lu Chengen had tried his best to move as gently as possible, but he still woke him up.
Si Yang opened his eyes tiredly, feeling severe pain all over his body. Then he found that the person next to him was half lifting the quilt and looking at him with a dark and unclear expression.
Si Yang suddenly shrank back and grabbed the quilt to cover himself.
As soon as his hand was empty, Lu Chengen's eyes met Si Yang's. He saw Si Yang's panic hidden under his vigilance and subconsciously said, "I'm sorry."
"What?" Si Yang frowned.
"Warning! The host's current OOC authority is 0%! Please do not behave in a way that is inconsistent with the original owner's logic!"
Lu Chengen shut up.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Si Yang just thought he heard wrongly.
He was avoiding Feng Yan like this. If Feng Yan didn't lose his temper, it would be the sun coming out from the west, let alone apologize.
But even after being taught many times, Si Yang still wanted to avoid Feng Yan.
As Feng Yan's controlling behavior became more and more intense, Si Yang was completely tired of Feng Yan's approach, and he felt suffocated every second he spent with Feng Yan.
Every time Feng Yan touched him, he felt extremely disgusted.
Si Yang dreamed of escaping from this prison. His island is banned, but he can't escape.
Feng Yan would not let him leave.
Today Feng Yan has to return to China to attend a meeting that cannot be postponed. He has a flight in the morning and will leave the island at eight o'clock at the latest. There is no time to do anything to him anymore.
Si Yang did not let down his guard, still staring at the man in front of him with a guarded face. In the end, the man just looked at him for a while, then got out of bed and went to the cloakroom.
Si Yang looked at Lu Chengen's back and frowned, feeling that Feng Yan was a little strange today.
The two people's clothes were scattered all over the floor, they were dirty and torn, and none of them were wearable. Lu Chengen found a nightgown in the cloakroom and put it on himself to cover the scratches all over his body. After thinking about it, he took another set of clothes and returned to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Si Yang was holding on to the bedside table and struggling to stand up.
The corner of the quilt draped around his slender waist slipped off, revealing Siyang's right leg which was in a plaster cast.
Lu Chengen paused and found the corresponding incident in Feng Yan's memory.
Last month, Si Yang persuaded Feng Yan to take him to a nearby city to relax. When the two of them were eating in a restaurant, Si Yang took advantage of Feng Yan's lack of attention and asked a passerby for help, intending to call the police.
It turned out that person was specially arranged by Feng Yan.
Feng Yan deliberately gave Si Yang a little hope of escape, just to test which side Si Yang would choose between freedom and him.
The answer was naturally contrary to Feng Yan's expectations.
Worried that Si Yang would miss the opportunity to escape, Feng Yan also prepared several plans in advance. As a result, when the first opportunity came, Si Yang asked for help without hesitation.
At that time, Feng Yan understood that in the face of freedom, he was nothing to Si Yang.
So that night when he returned to the island, Feng Yan broke one of Si Yang's legs with a baseball bat.
His right leg couldn't exert any force, and his left leg was weak and unsteady. Si Yang was holding on to the wall and was teetering. He was still some distance away from the wheelchair. Siyang didn't want to be carried around by Feng Yan like a doll anymore. He gritted his teeth and moved forward bit by bit.
At this moment, his body suddenly flew into the air, Si Yang exclaimed, and subconsciously hugged the man's shoulders.
Lu Chengen strode and put Si Yang on the wheelchair. The boy's weight was much lighter than expected and full of warmth. There is not even a piece of covering cloth on the body with traces of ignorance.
Si Yang lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his ears turned a thin red color of shame.
Lu Chengen looked away and handed out the clothes in his hand. The polite words came to my lips, I swallowed them in time, and said in a cold tone: "Do you want me to help you put it on?"
Si Yang closed his eyes, waiting to be manipulated by the person in front of him. Hearing this, he gave Lu Chengen a strange look.
Feng Yan always treated Si Yang as his own property and never asked for his opinion.
Si Yang didn't have time to delve into it, so he quickly took the clothes, lowered his eyes and said, "I'll wear it myself."
Lu Chengen really left Siyang alone and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he put on a suit and came out, Si Yang was already sitting in the restaurant.
There will be servants in the villa who come on time to cook and clean. Seeing Lu Chengen sitting down, the servants consciously went to the bedroom to clean up the mess on the floor.
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