Heartthrob Cannon Fodder is Forced to Pretend to be a Straight Man
Heartthrob Cannon Fodder is Forced to Pretend to be a Straight Man Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Xie Fuyi remained calm on the surface despite the turbulent waves in his heart. His professional demeanor remained intact.

The kind pharmacist regarded the situation as a natural physiological reaction and didn’t feel embarrassed or panicked. His expression remained gentle as he explained, “According to medical texts, males tend to have heightened vitality in the early morning. It’s a natural phenomenon.” Pausing for a moment, he added, “I suppose male demons are the same.”

“Ah.” The man who had been silent finally spoke, looking directly at him with a deep voice, as if he hadn’t spoken in a long time, his voice a bit hoarse. “What do we do now?”

Xie Fuyi’s eyebrows remained calm, his dark eyes filled with suppressed emotions, exuding an inexplicable charm amidst his composure, if one were to ignore the context…

Being asked so bluntly, the pharmacist felt a bit embarrassed, but he assumed the other party was encountering this situation for the first time. He cleared his throat and reassured, “You’ve just transformed and might not be clear about these things. You can handle it yourself…”

Xie Fuyi rolled his eyes inwardly as he spoke silently: …What is this? Isn’t the protagonist supposed to be injured and have amnesia, not lose their wits? What can he do? Just endure it. No wonder they say dragon nature is inherently… Hmm!

Suddenly, Xie Fuyi’s hand was grabbed by the other party, causing him to flinch, incredulous as he widened his eyes. “What are you doing?”

The man’s previously clear eyes now showed a hint of red, deep and unfathomable. His hoarse voice carried a hint of dominance, “Don’t move, your hand feels comfortable.”

He didn’t seem to think he was doing anything wrong. He simply found Xie Fuyi’s hand long, fair, and soft.

“W-Wait…”

He had experienced such situations before, even starting with men in hotel beds, but at that time, he was the protagonist!

Even Xie Fuyi found it somewhat difficult to resist. This was different from what the outline had said! How could the protagonist make advances on him, a mere cannon fodder he had just met?

But the man’s strength was immense, his grip on Xie Fuyi’s wrist like an iron clamp, his imposing aura leaving no room for refusal.

The room was in chaos, and at that moment, Ming Qing’s voice came in— “Master, it’s time for breakfast!”

As the door opened, Ming Qing saw the scene in the room and froze in place for a moment. Xie Fuyi’s clothes were disheveled, held in the embrace of a tall stranger, his eyes tinged with red, his beautiful eyes misty…

Ming Qing’s expression changed instantly, unable to contain his anger. “Who are you, daring to bully Master?”

He didn’t even care that the food in his hand fell to the ground, grabbing a nearby wooden stick and rushing over, teeth clenched.

Feeling the chill beside him, Xie Fuyi’s heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly intervened in front of Ming Qing.

Seeing him blocking the way, the man’s black pupils, which had been clear, now contracted, and the spiritual power he had exerted abruptly withdrew, shattering the surrounding tables and chairs. The man’s face also paled, the lingering pain from his unhealed internal injuries causing him to cough up blood, his arm supporting himself against the bed as blood trickled from the corner of his lips.

Xie Fuyi, seeing that Ming Qing was unharmed and the man had started bleeding again, could only rush forward to support him, asking with concern, “Are you alright?”

The man remained silent, his dark eyes deeply gazing at the genuine concern in Xie Fuyi’s eyes.

“Master, who is he?” Ming Qing was dumbfounded, where did this guy come from? Wasn’t he the one who bullied Master?

At this moment, Xie Fuyi was also somewhat perplexed. This clearly wasn’t the plot a cannon fodder like him should consider.

After a chaotic morning, the cabin finally regained its calm.

Now, the three of them sat at the small wooden table, with Xie Fuyi briefly explaining the situation.

“This is my disciple, Ming Qing. I went up the mountain yesterday to collect herbs and brought you back when I saw you were injured.” Xie Fuyi paused, pushing a bottle of spirit medicine towards the man. “Your internal injuries haven’t healed yet. This medicine is beneficial for treating internal injuries. You can take it. As for where you want to go next, it’s up to you…”

The man looked directly at him, his black eyes serious, his voice hoarse and sincere, “I don’t remember where to go, and I don’t know anyone.”

“You have amnesia?” Xie Fuyi was taken aback, then seeing an opportunity, he continued, “In that case, you can stay here until you remember.”

Ming Qing, still suspicious, eyed the man and asked, “Amnesia? Aren’t you pretending to have amnesia to freeload here?”

He couldn’t believe that the tall man in front of him was the little snake demon from yesterday. Moreover, although Master had explained that the morning’s incident was a misunderstanding and that the snake demon had just transformed and didn’t understand physiological common sense, he still felt that their kind-hearted Master had been deceived by the other party—how could someone who looked like he had lived for millions of years not understand these things?

The man glanced at him, calmly speaking, “Why are you here?”

Ming Qing snorted, “I am Master’s disciple!”

The man nodded and looked at Xie Fuyi, “Then I’ll also become your disciple.”

Was he trying to compete with him for a master? Ming Qing was stunned, afraid that Xie Fuyi would agree out of kindness, and angrily said, “Stop daydreaming. Since you’re a snake demon with such powerful spiritual power, find a tree hole outside to hibernate in. Don’t stay here and freeload!”

“Perhaps it’s because of my internal injuries that my spiritual power is intermittent.” The man reached out, quietly staring at Xie Fuyi.

He didn’t show any extra emotions, but Ming Qing felt he was employing some kind of tactic!

Xie Fuyi, who was originally considering how to persuade the protagonist to stay and become his disciple, didn’t expect the other party to propose it himself… Wasn’t the protagonist supposed to have a pure heart due to amnesia? Why did he feel something was off?

After a moment of contemplation, Xie Fuyi showed a pitiful expression, hastily stopping Ming Qing, “Alright, Ming Qing, it’s cold outside, and he’s still injured. Isn’t it too pitiful to drive him away?”

Ming Qing hesitated, looking at Xie Fuyi. He knew his Master was kind-hearted, but this mysterious and heavily injured demon made him feel suspicious.

Turning to the man, Xie Fuyi thought for a moment, tentatively saying, “We don’t have profound spells, nor are we wealthy. Even if you become my disciple, you

 won’t learn much. If you want to learn, why not go to Yaoxian Sect? They are the top sect…”

“I woke up and the first thing I saw was you. I only trust you.” The man reached out and grabbed Xie Fuyi’s wrist, speaking seriously, his gaze unwavering.

“Just talk, why are you holding onto Master?” Ming Qing grabbed his hand, annoyed.

Xie Fuyi smiled gently, “Alright, we don’t have many formalities for accepting disciples. We’ll go together later to pay respects to my master.”

The man nodded slightly.

Xie Fuyi thought for a moment and continued, “Do you remember your name?”

The man paused, “My name is Ye Baixiao.”

Ming Qing couldn’t help but mock, “Didn’t you say you didn’t remember anything?”

“I only remember my name.” Ye Baixiao ignored him, only looking at Xie Fuyi seriously.

“That’s good that you remember your name. From now on, you’ll be my second disciple. Since Ming Qing entered the sect before you, he’s your senior brother. You two should get along.” …Whatever, the plot is progressing smoothly according to the outline, first take in disciples, then bleed them dry!

“Master.” Ye Baixiao’s eyes softened slightly as he respectfully bowed to Xie Fuyi, then turned to Ming Qing and calmly called, “Senior Brother.”

Ming Qing, who had been somewhat resentful just now, grunted, “Since you called me Senior Brother, why don’t you go make breakfast? You ruined breakfast.”

“Okay.” Ye Baixiao seemed unaffected by Ming Qing’s teasing. He glanced at Xie Fuyi, then calmly walked to the stove, rolling up his sleeves.

Xie Fuyi and Ming Qing hadn’t reached the stage of fasting in their cultivation, so Ming Qing prepared their meals every day — Xie Fuyi had to admit, they weren’t particularly delicious.

However, wasn’t the protagonist supposed to be unable to cook?

Xie Fuyi looked at Ye Baixiao, who was busy in the kitchen, with suspicion. He remembered the man’s dominant behavior earlier in the morning. Why was he being so obedient now?

1 comment
  1. Lizi has spoken 7 months ago

    Either he isn’t the Protagonist or he’s been reborn… Hmm… 🤔

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