If I Don't Get Love, I Will Die

Rong Qiao, a reserved and sickly flower that cannot be watered without love. But by accident, he got involved in various popular male protagonist upgrade stories. His identity is an unrelated uncle who is jealous of the male protagonist's talent and wants to take it away, the best confidant who stabs the male protagonist in the back, a trash who is blinded by money and cheats on the team by cheating on the game... Rong Qiao looked at the ending of "himself". Including but not limited to being wiped out in ashes, becoming a vegetative state in a car accident, losing hands, beheading, dying... "What do you want me to do?" "Play these grindstone roles well and let the male protagonist reach the pinnacle of his career." "Okay." "Can I ask how the male protagonist is in shape?" "..." "Forget it, I'll see for myself." "???" Rong Qiao acted and performed very successfully. "Uncle, I'll give you the spiritual bone, and you can stay here..." "Isn't it just money? How much do you want?" "A confidant? Would a confidant know that his grandfather had sex with me and there was no news the next day?!" "You took this money before you won the victory with us, and now you tell me you're a fucking traitor?" Rong Qiao smiled: "Relax your strength, I'm in a little pain." The hand holding the veins on his collar suddenly loosened. He likes, deceives, pretends to be miserable, sells pain, and disguises himself to turn the flower branches named "love" and "possessiveness" into strands of spider web, dragging the prey into the flower stamens and entangling them tightly before they are discovered. 1V1he, favor each other, main attack Intention: Only sincerity can pour out equal love.