Forced to become his stand-in wife

Su Jiang Baishao was in a daze, talking in his sleep.

He said: "Two years?... There are still two years left, and I can leave as soon as the time is up."

The hand on the keyboard stopped suddenly, and Shao Zixin turned his head to look at Su Jiangbai and couldn't help but sneer.

He didn't know that Su Jiangbai wanted to leave him so much.

He reached out and touched Su Jiangbai's fluttering thin lips: "Don't worry, I will let you go when I get tired of playing." You should be tired of playing for two years.

On the vertical day, Su Jiangbai woke up in a daze. He stared at the ceiling in a daze. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He was abroad.

The sound of cleaning came from outside, and even the words could be heard clearly, Su Jiang sat up in vain and looked towards the door.

The room is not soundproof, so isn't the sound he made last night...?

Su Jiangbai fell to the ground with trembling feet, found a set of clothes in the wardrobe and changed into it, and after hesitating for a long time, he went to the door and opened a crack.

The voices outside could be heard more clearly, and one could even hear the butler downstairs ordering the chef to prepare lunch.

Su Jiangbai was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to go out and could only hide in the room. He was afraid that he would face those strange gazes after he went down, and he was afraid that they would discuss his lowly "lover" behind his back.

This hideout lasted for a whole day, except for the housekeeper who opened the door once at noon to bring food, the rest of the time he curled up on the bed and remained motionless.

At night, when Shao Zixin came back, he opened the door and saw the quilt on the bed trembling slightly, as if he could see the body under the quilt huddled pitifully. He sat by the bed, turned on the lamp and reached out to catch the old man.

—Seeing that his eyes were red like a rabbit, he couldn't help frowning: "Have you ever cried?"

Su Jiangbai shook his head, held back the sourness in his eyes, and said hoarsely, "No?..."

Su Jiang's white head was still a little dizzy, and he didn't have the strength to resist being held in Shao Zixin's arms.

Shao Zixin raised his hand and touched his forehead. Compared with last night, today's temperature has dropped a bit, but it seems that his fever has not completely subsided.

"Didn't take any medicine?"

Su Jiang paused, then nodded.

"Don't want to eat?" Shao Zixin asked again.

Su Jiangbai shook his head, not because he didn't want to eat it, but because he forgot to eat it.

The frown that was tightened became even tighter, and Shao Zixin saw the bowl of untouched porridge on the table.

With a gloomy tone, he said, "You don't take medicine, you don't eat food, why do you want to become a fairy?"

Being reprimanded by others, Su Jiangbai just lowered his head and remained silent. Seeing his honest appearance, Shao Zixin felt that the anger in his heart made him ache, but he had nothing to do with Su Jiangbai like this , could not bear to bully him.

Shao Zixin looked at him indifferently, then took out his mobile phone and called the butler, asking him to bring the dinner and bring him a glass of boiled water.

In less than 5 minutes, the butler delivered the dinner. As soon as Su Jiangbai saw outsiders, he couldn't help hiding on the bed, trying to cover himself with the quilt. Shao Zixin saw all these powerless struggles.

Fortunately, the butler left after delivering the dinner. As soon as the door was closed, Shao Zixin picked up a bowl of white porridge: "Take the medicine after the meal."

Su Jiangbai didn't reach out to pick it up, Shao Zixin raised his voice: "Do you want me to feed it or you eat it yourself?"

"...?...I'll eat it myself." This time Su Jiangbai responded to him. He reached out to take the porridge, took a sip and then looked at Shao Zixin, asking, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I've already eaten out."

Su Jiangbai nodded blankly, holding a spoon and eating a mouthful of vegetables and porridge. Because of his illness, the chef prepared him very lightly.

— A bowl of porridge with a small dish of mustard and a small dish of Chinese cabbage.

Perhaps because of his illness, Su Jiangbai's movements were a little sluggish. When he was eating cabbage, he would bite from the head to the tail, just like a rabbit, with a naive attitude.

Shao Zixin watched him finish eating, and took out a tissue to wipe the porridge stains from the corners of his mouth.

"Why don't you go out today?" After dinner, it's time to talk about business.

As soon as he came back, the housekeeper reported Su Jiangbai's situation to him, and locked himself in the room for a whole day.

Su Jiangbai carefully raised his eyes, looked at Shao Zixin and begged: "There are many people here, can you... restrain yourself in front of them?"

Shao Zixin touched Su Jiangbai's head: "What do I need to restrain myself?"

"That's right, last night..." Su Jiangbai stammered, "There is no sound insulation here."

Although he couldn't speak clearly, Shao Zixin still understood that he messed with this man for a long time because of his ridiculous sense of shame.

"Su Jiangbai, don't forget your identity."

Su Jiangbai lowered his head, his eyelashes trembling slightly. If he raised his head, Shao Zixin would definitely find that his red eyes were even redder, and even a touch of moisture appeared on the surface of his pupils.

"This is my house. I can do whatever I want." The hand touching his head slid down to the back of his snow-white neck, with gentle movements.

"Besides, they all know that they will avoid it. What do you care about? Are other people's opinions so important to you?"

Of course it's important, because he needs face...?...

He didn't know if it was because of the fever, but he felt sore in his eye sockets, so sore that he wanted to shed tears.

"And so what if the family saw it? It's not like you haven't been seen, have you forgotten the video?"

Su Jiangbai was touched by Shao Zixin in a humiliating way, obviously feeling so uncomfortable in his heart, but his body trembled uncontrollably, his body was soft and his eyelashes trembled.

It was only one night, and everyone in this room knew about his relationship with Shao Zixin.

So what if he is sad, he is incapable, who can blame him, maybe what he should do more is to get used to it, after all, there are still two years left.

Thinking so in his heart, but when Shao Zixin pressed him on the sink and was seen by a helper, Su Jiangbai was still flushed with shame and indignation, that kind of humiliation was no less than the first time, it was the pain of wanting to commit suicide.

He, he no longer knew how to face the people in this room. Thinking of the pictures they saw and the sounds they heard, Su Jiangbai squatted in the toilet with his head in his hands and wept.

Shao Zixin never thought of restraint, he bumped into Su Jiangbai almost every day, and made all kinds of nonsense.

Sometimes Su Jiangbai was so tired that he couldn't get up the next day, and he wandered downstairs at noon, which further confirmed his identity as a sleeping companion.

He would feel ashamed when he went out of the room, and he didn't dare to meet other people's eyes. He stayed in the bedroom all day, and only went downstairs when he heard Shao Zixin came back.

to meet.

Shao Zixin, who was gradually getting into work, didn't pay much attention to Su Jiangbai anymore, except for coming back at night to hug Cao—Cao, he didn't care about anything else.

It was three months later when he realized that something was wrong with Su Jiangbai. That day he invited his collaborators to cook at home, and one of the men had studied psychology early on.

When he saw the unknown Su Jiangbai with his head down, he asked Shao Zixin, "Has he always been like this?"

At this time, Shao Zixin looked at Su Jiangbai with his eyes. His body was weak and his skin was pale. The light shone on his body slightly, and the skin seemed to be slowly disappearing. He lowered his head and looked at his toes. It leans forward and bends like a shrimp, without any temperament.

Because of taking "medicine" for a long time, his figure is not bad, but he doesn't look like a man, all the hair on his body has fallen out, and he doesn't even have a long beard.

Shao Zixin didn't know how to answer for a while, Su Jiangbai was not like this, he was very different from when he first met, it was like a different person in just two and a half years.

"What's the matter?" Shao Zixin asked. At this time, Shao Zixin still had a conscience, and he knew how to express his concern for Su Jiangbai.

"I feel that he is not in a good state of mind," the man said.

Shao Zixin told him about Su Jiangbai's situation. For example, he is very introverted and withdrawn now, he doesn't like to talk, and he likes to shut himself in the bedroom all day long, not talking to other people, and he doesn't even have eyes.

The man was silent for a moment, and said: "You should pay more attention to him. A good person has become like this, and there must be a psychological problem. I preliminarily judged that he should be suffering from depression. It is best to take him to the hospital."

Shao Zixin froze: "Depression?"

The man nodded.

Shao Zixin's treatment of depression is still seen on the Internet, ranging from mild to severe. Recently, there has been a lot of noise on the Internet, such as XXX stars committing suicide due to depression.

Shao Zixin was taken aback and felt his back was cold.

"Then what to do?"

"He just came abroad, and he is very unfamiliar with things, things and people. The only person he is familiar with is you. You should accompany him well and care about him. At the very least, talk to him more, so that he can integrate into the world as soon as possible. here."

After the person left, Shao Zixin went to pull Su Jiangbai's hand, his stiff neck twisted slowly, Su Jiangbai looked over.

Shao Zixin didn't see his shadow in those dark eyes, his chest seemed to be stuffed with cotton and swollen.

Shao Zixin asked for three days off, and wanted to take Su Jiangbai to the hospital for an examination the next day, but he lay on the bed coldly like a puppet and refused.

Helpless, Shao Zixin had no choice but to call the doctor to his home.

In the closed room, the doctor asked Su Jiangbai to be silent, tears streaming down without saying a word.

Like a child who has fallen into a desperate situation, he is at a loss, fearful and restless.

As expected, he suffered from depression.

The doctor prescribed medicine, and he may have been running here recently.

Before leaving, the doctor patiently instructed Shao Zixin to pay attention.

Shao Zixin sighed, and when he looked at Su Jiangbai, there was a little bit of pity in his eyes, but that touch of pity was too little, so tiny that it was almost gone.

He couldn't figure out why good people would get sick.

Next, Shao Zixin shortened his working hours and spent a lot of time with his old man.

Su Jiangbai only speaks when facing Shao Zixin, but Shao Zixin always answers when he asks a question.

Shao Zixin could tell that Su Jiangbai didn't like this very much. He wanted to leave here and go back to China, or more precisely, he wanted to escape from his side, but how could he allow it?

Su Jiangbai's condition gradually improved. At night, Shao Zixin didn't touch him but hugged him to sleep, and said softly: "Don't be afraid of this place, I'm here, I will always be with you to give you a sense of security , In addition, I promise you what I said before, respect you in front of outsiders, control you, and restrain yourself."

"If you're not used to the crowds here, I'll arrange for some to go to the company, leaving only the housekeeper and two or three servants. The chef doesn't want it. From now on, you can treat this as the place where we used to live, go out to buy vegetables during the day, and walk around. Come back and cook for me."

"Well, I see." Su Jiangbai finally accepted after hearing Shao Zixin's words.

He's actually quite coaxable, just a little bit of respect.