After transmigrating, I use Slag Gong as a stand-in

Xu Jingzhou walked over, as if he wanted to pick up the album.

Wei Zhun kept the album behind him.

He was short of breath, and it sounded like a drum was beating in his chest, knocking on his eardrums.

Half an hour ago, he just got this album.

"Have you forgotten? On the day of the heavy rain, Mr. Xu didn't open an umbrella. He climbed over the wall into Wei's house in his pajamas, and hurried to find Mr. Wei just for this picture album!" The nanny who took care of Mr. Wei was also middle-aged. Running all the way over, panting with exhaustion, he congratulated with a smile: "Mr. Xu really loves you."

He raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Speaking of which, it is because of you that Mr. Xu came to Mr. Wei several times." The nanny said: "The first time I chatted with Mr. Wei at Wei's house, I kept talking about you."

With that said, he took out the album from his bag and handed it to him.

"I heard that you are already planning to marry Mr. Xu, aren't you?" The nanny winked, "Congratulations! I don't expect to go to the wedding of the two of you, as long as I can give you a few candies."

Wei Zhun took the album, and was stunned for a moment,

"Married?" He asked, "Did Xu Jingzhou tell you?"

"That's right. On the day the album was delivered, Mr. Xu told the old man that you are getting married soon and hoped to get the old man's blessing. That's why the old man rummaged through the boxes and chests to find a pen and wrote his blessings in block letters neatly." The nanny was a little puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wei Zhun was a little distracted, "But I'm going to propose, and I'll invite you and the old man to come." Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his assistant, asking him to help prepare the proposal ring.

He didn't know when Xu Jingzhou made this album, and it probably cost a lot of money.

Regardless of the materials or details of the work, it is obvious that you have put your heart into it.Wei Zhun remembered that the man had mentioned on Weibo earlier that he was going to give him some kind of gift. During this period, he fell ill and quarreled, which dragged on for a long time.

Wei Zhun turned to the first page and saw a portrait of a man outlined in a black and white sketch.

The eyebrows and eyes that are [-]% similar to her are lifelike, the peach blossom eyes are bent when she smiles, and the double eyelids extend to the end of the eyes and are thinly drawn, showing a bit of tenderness and pampering.

A letter was vaguely drawn on the back of the man's neck.

Wei Zhun paused.

"When Mr. Wei was writing, I watched from the side. Mr. Xu really put a lot of effort into it. It is said that every painting and article in this was conceived and written by Mr. Xu himself." The nanny was still envious, "If my old man had Mr. Xu's hard work, I wouldn't be able to quarrel with him every day!"

Wei Zhun didn't understand what the nanny said.

He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, as if the person in the painting was not like him, but he couldn't tell what was different.

This feeling became stronger after he opened the scenes of the next few paintings,

"I didn't even know that Mr. Wei and Mr. Xu knew each other when they were young?" The nanny was packing up, "I see that many of these paintings are from when you and Mr. Xu were young."

The teenage boy had bright eyebrows and eyes, as if he could only pretend to be one person with his eyes and heart.

Wei Zhun frowned, "No, I didn't know Xu Jingzhou before."

"Ah?" The nanny was taken aback, "Maybe it's an illustration or something?"

Wei Zhun didn't speak.

Looking at these paintings, it seemed like he was reading the story of Xu Jingzhou and another man. He couldn't tell, but he felt soreness like a tight heart.

After finishing the last painting, the next step is the text.

Large pieces of characters were carved with a knife and inlaid with gold pieces.There are roughly two thousand words on one side.

"I didn't read the following article, and the old man also thought it was not good to read the private conversation between you two, so he just turned it over." The nanny smiled embarrassedly, "But I'm still curious, what are you talking about?"

The scene corresponding to each painting is described by someone with exact records in words, and the words and sentences reveal extremely strong longing and dependence.From childhood to adolescence, from relatives who tell each other their hearts to lovers who love each other.

The protagonist in the story was finally identified,

Han Zhou.

An ambulance siren rang outside the window, making people panic.

I don't know if it was the poor man who heard the bad news. His heart-piercing cries pierced the silence of the hospital. Every cry seemed to take his breath away, making people feel deep despair and powerlessness.

The nanny felt that the atmosphere was awkward, and she wanted to talk about it with a smile.

The person in front of him suddenly closed the album and threw it towards the concrete wall beside him!The square and regular picture book was instantly bent by a corner, and fell to the ground in pieces.

Wei Zhun's eyes were terribly red, and he went to pick up the picture album again. The tens of thousands of yuan was just carried by him casually, and the corners were torn apart by brute force.

Without saying a word, he turned and left, so anxious that he even forgot to take his mobile phone.

"Where is Mr. Wei going? What's the matter?" The nanny hurriedly grabbed her phone and followed her. She had just gone out and walked two steps, when she ran into this man at the elevator entrance and met a young man with red eyes.

The obedient and beautiful child a few days ago seemed to have thorns all over her body at this moment, so strange that one wondered if she had never seen it before, and she didn't run over to call her Aunt Li as intimately as last time.

Xu Jingzhou frowned and stood up, "Can you return the things to me first?"

The man picked up the album, ignored him, and stepped forward a few steps to walk behind him.

The cameraman who was following him had just climbed up the stairs after all the hard work, and he hadn't even caught his breath. The man with a fierce look was directly in front of the camera, and he overthrew his machine with a blank face.

"No filming," Wei Zhun said, "Xu Jingzhou has something to do, the recording is suspended."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for any reaction from the follower, he turned around and grabbed the young man's wrist, and unreasonably pulled him into the elevator next to him.There was no one in the elevator, so Wei Zhun went directly to the top floor.

The interior of the elevator is a mirror design,

He stared at someone through the mirror, but the other party refused to give him even a look, and kept staring at the album in his hand, calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care what he said just now,

His mother only cares about that Han Zhou, right?

The elevator dinged, indicating that it had reached the top floor.

"President Wei," Xu Jingzhou walked out of the elevator by himself, pushed open the roof door, walked to the open space, and turned around.His voice was slightly drowned out by the wind, "Do you have to come here to give me the album?"

The opponent threw him against the wall in a few steps!

The wind on the roof was so strong that the two people's hair was messy and intertwined. Xu Jingzhou was so fascinated that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Let me ask you," Wei Zhun said hoarsely, "Who is in the album?"

Xu Jingzhou answered truthfully: "Brother."

The opponent's hand pinching his lower back was violent!Not allowing him to struggle, he clasped his wrist, "Answer well, don't fool me with these vague words!"

"It's brother." The man felt aggrieved after being pinched, "I've always called him brother since I was a child."

Wei Zhun laughed coolly: "Only called him?"

Xu Jingzhou nodded.

"What about me?" He gritted his teeth, "Xu Jingzhou, are you fucking playing stupid with me?"

Xu Jingzhou was stunned for a moment,

"What do you mean?" he asked with a wink.

"Say package

Caregiver｜Sleep, you feel good too, don't you? "Wei Zhun sneered, "After all, I look very much like your brother, so fuck|you and Han Zhou|you are not that different, are you? ? "

The young man's smile froze, and his eyes stared blankly at him.

"Let me ask you," the man pulled off his trousers like crazy, and pointed to a scald on the skin on the heel of his leg, "Is this also done by Han Zhou? Your brother was accidentally burned by boiling water when he pulled you to do it." of?"

"Your brother is really amazing," Wei Zhun slashed out like a knife, his lips trembling violently as he spoke, he didn't know whether he was torturing the other party or himself, "Your brother let you be slept, don't care about you, don't ask you."

The person in front of him suddenly pushed him away!

"You're talking nonsense!" Xu Jingzhou retorted with trembling breaths: "Why don't you care about me? What do I have to do with you? I just wanted to take my own things when I came up with you. Wei Zhun, don't go too far."

"Your own stuff?" Wei Zhun blocked his way, his mind was muddled and he didn't know what he wanted to say. He met the crying eyes of this man, and his words stopped in his throat instantly.

Breaking through with thicker and deeper sourness, he sneered: "Oh, then are you going to give it to brother again?"

The person in front of him opened his mouth, panting heavily in the howling cold wind.

"It's your elder brother who has always let you down since you were a child." He stared into the young man's eyes, as if he wanted to know the truth from his eyes, and said difficult words from his lips:

"Or take money and resources to support you, brother who fucked you until you were hurt all over?"

He watched Xu Jingzhou wake up a little bit, and the violent ups and downs in his chest gradually subsided.

at dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun came from the sky far away, dividing the whole world into two parts, bright or dark, and the wind stopped slowly, and the busyness and noise of the whole city could be seen from the rooftop.

The light of the setting sun fell on the young man's side face, clearly showing the redness from crying at the end of his eyes and the bite scar on his lips, and reflected them in his clear and clean eyes.

Xu Jingzhou calmed down.

Illusion and truth are clearly separated in the dividing line between light and dark, no matter how much he tries to deceive, he can't deceive anyone.

"Yes," he said, "you are a stand-in."

Wei Zhun stopped breathing.

"After careful calculation, from the very beginning, the deal between me and Mr. Wei was very fair," the man seemed to have lost his soul, and his tone was weak, "I didn't accept the money and resources you promised me."

"The money is in the card, and I returned it when I broke up with you last time," he said with a sob in his throat. "As for the resources, I don't like the script you gave me, and I didn't even act it."

"From beginning to end, it was nothing more than that,"

Xu Jingzhou raised his eyes and looked at him directly and frankly, "It's just that you sleep with me and I sleep with you."

"Mr. Wei got the pleasure of torture from me, and I got the life of self-deception from Mr. Wei." At this point, he suddenly laughed, "It's fair."

"It's just that now, I see something clearly," he said calmly. "This is an unwritten cooperation. There is no mandatory agreement and no time limit."

"You break the contract, I break the contract." Xu Jingzhou said: "It should be over."

Wei Zhun was silent for a while,

He didn't seem to know what to say, and after a long time, he whispered from his lips: "Are you always so rational?"

Xu Jingzhou ignored him, and stepped forward to grab the album in his hand.

Wei Zhun calmed down and took two steps back,

He raised his hand in the cold wind, and every page of the picture album was turned by the wind, as if it was about to be blown off the roof with the wind at any time, as if it was about to be blown apart.

Xu Jingzhou stopped, not knowing what he wanted to do,

Wei Zhun paused when he tore the painting,

He saw the panic in the young man's eyes, as if he was about to cry again, crying endlessly, no one could coax him.

I don't know if his brother can coax him well.

Seeing him withdrawing his hand, Xu Jingzhou let go of the heart that raised his throat, his eyes were wide open,

"Return it to you?" The man's voice was erratic, "Then when will you pay me what you owe me?"