After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

On Ching Ming Festival, He Yang went to the cemetery.

However, He Yang still sat in the car and did not get off, quietly watching the people coming and going in the cemetery.

And He Yang was still holding the wooden sign in his hand.

【May you be safe and sound all year round】

He Yang lowered his head, rubbed the handwriting with his fingertips, and was a little lost in thought, as if he was remembering something.

He Yang sat outside the cemetery from noon until evening, and then he said to Uncle Zhou: "The bar."

Uncle Zhou has also gotten used to it, every time He Yang would just take a look outside the cemetery and would not go in.

Uncle Zhou sent it to the bar, and He Yang came to the box as usual.

It's just that when He Yang came in this time, he saw Shen Xiuzhu in the box besides the group of rich second-generation sons who like to play crazy.

Shen Xiuzhu seldom comes to the bar, only occasionally come to get together.

He Yang walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"

"They said you've been drinking for the past few days." Shen Xiuzhu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Let me come over to persuade you."

He Yang didn't reply, opened a bottle of wine from the table, and came to the sofa.

Shen Xiuzhu persuaded: "It's better to drink less, it's not good for your health."

The person next to him saw it, and boldly came over, persuading him: "Young Master He, it's been so long since the banquet, it's time to come out."

"Yes, He Shaohao should cherish the people around him."

Suddenly someone said: "Young Master He, do you want to have a try with Xiu Zhu?"

As soon as these words came out, other people followed suit.

"Xiuzhu is pretty good too. Hasn't Young Master He known Xiuzhu for a long time?"

"Yanyan is gone, but Xiuzhu is still here!"

"If Xiuzhu hadn't gone abroad, Young Master He and Xiuzhu would have been together a long time ago..."

He Yang looked down at the liquid in the glass, didn't speak, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Shen Xiuzhu squinted at the side, until the others had finished speaking, then smiled and said: "Okay, let's stop joking."

The others couldn't bring it up anymore, so they quickly changed the subject.

And He Yang didn't react at all from the beginning to the end, leaning on the sofa drinking wine, not paying much attention to everything around him.

After the party was over, He Yang got up and said to the people beside him, "I'll take you back."

The Jiang'an community is not very far from the bar, so He Yang sent Shen Xiuzhu downstairs to the apartment.

But just when He Yang was about to turn around and leave, he was suddenly stopped.

"He Yang."

He Yang turned his head and looked at Shen Xiuzhu.

Shen Xiuzhu stood on the steps and said slowly: "It's been two years, I still hope you can come out."

"If he saw it in the sky, he would definitely not want you to do this." Shen Xiuzhu's voice was very soft, and he walked towards the man step by step, "You still have us."

"No matter what, we will be by your side." Shen Xiuzhu reached out and gently hugged the man in front of him.

He Yang was still standing there, feeling the warmth in his arms, lowered his eyes, and slightly raised his hand.

But just when He Yang was about to push away, he suddenly noticed a figure in front of him, and the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.

In the garden not far away, a gentle young man stood under the street lamp, looking up and smiling at him.

He Yang stared closely at the young man under the street lamp, pushed the man in his arms away with his hands, and walked towards the garden step by step.

Shen Xiuzhu noticed He Yang's movements, followed He Yang's line of sight, but saw nothing, so he called out with some doubts: "He Yang?"

He Yang ignored it and just continued walking towards the young man.

But when He Yang was about to walk in front of the young man, the young man's figure suddenly faded.

The figure disappeared into the air little by little, He Yang stepped forward quickly, stood alone under the street lamp, and reached out to touch it.

It's just that there was a piece of air in front of him, and he didn't touch anything.

He Yang looked at his empty palms and was lost in thought for a moment.

Another hallucination.

"What's wrong?" Shen Xiuzhu was a little worried, and came to He Yang's side.

He Yang lowered his head and stared at the palm of his hand for a long time, as if he didn't hear it, he didn't make a sound.

Shen Xiuzhu looked at the ring on He Yang's hand, frowned slightly, and said: "He Yang, we are all worried about you, Xu Chengyan has already—"

"Shen Xiuzhu." He Yang interrupted and said slowly, "You should go back."

Shen Xiuzhu opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just turned around and entered the apartment building.

He Yang also returned to the car, and was sent back to the apartment by Uncle Zhou.

The apartment was very deserted, He Yang didn't turn on the light, and habitually came to sit on the balcony, holding the wooden sign in his hand.

The edges of the handwriting on the wooden sign had faded to off-white, but He Yang was still rubbing the handwriting over and over again.

After a long time, He Yang got up and went to the study room, and put the wooden sign in the drawer of the bookcase.

He Yang looked at the wooden sign in the drawer, and finally closed the drawer and locked it.

It's been two years, it's time to let go.

Life gradually returned to calm.

He Yang stays in the company every day and rarely goes to bars.

There is a lot of work, and I have no energy to think about other things after I am busy with work every day.

Although occasionally you may still see Xu Chengyan's figure in the crowd, or hear Xu Chengyan's voice, but it doesn't affect much.

got used to it.

He Yang put the processed documents aside, leaned on the back of the chair and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

After a while, the secretary knocked on the door, handed over a new document, and reminded: "Young Master He, the resort is ready, do you want to inspect it?"

He Yang took a look at the document and said casually, "You arrange it."

The secretary should come down and arrange the inspection itinerary as quickly as possible.

The location to be inspected was in the west city, and the secretary was ready to hand over the work, so he and He Yang went to the west city for a business trip.

When the two arrived at the resort, the boss and the manager had already waited outside with a group of people to greet them.

When He Yang entered the hotel lobby, he suddenly noticed the movement on the third floor, so he raised his head and glanced.

In the corridor on the third floor, some staff were busy moving various equipment.

The manager quickly explained: "Young Master He, a crew has moved in over there and is moving things..."

The manager was worried that the movement of the crew would disturb He Yang, so he said cautiously: "How about I tell them to make the movement quieter?"

"No need." He Yang withdrew his gaze and didn't care.

And in the corridor on the third floor, a young woman with long curly hair was leaning against the railing, watching the group of people on the first floor.

The young woman quietly looked at the man in the middle of the crowd, and then noticed footsteps behind her, and subconsciously looked back.

"Zhou Zhou." The young woman squinted her eyes and smiled.

Qin Zhou came over and asked, "Why don't you go to rest?"

"It's too boring, let's go out for a walk." Su Tang leaned against the railing, looked at the man below, and sighed, "By the way, let's take a look at the real-life version of the domineering president."

Qin Zhou followed Su Tang's line of sight to the first floor, saw the man in the crowd at a glance, and was a little taken aback.

The man was wearing a black suit, with a cold expression on his face and a strong aura on his body, surrounded by a group of people.

Qin Zhou looked at the figure of the man, and found that He Yang was still the same as he remembered.

Two years have passed, but time has not left any marks on the man.

He Yang is still so indifferent, yet so superior.

"I don't know where the big guy came from..." Su Tang muttered, "He's pretty handsome anyway."

Su Tang hooked his hair with his fingers in boredom, and said, "If Brother Zheng recommends such a handsome guy to me, I would be willing to be adopted..."

Qin Zhou asked: "What did Brother Zheng tell you again?"

"Isn't it just those, hinting to me every day that the big boss is short of people..." Su Tang frowned, "Old and ugly greasy middle-aged people."

Qin Zhou: "Don't listen to him."

"Not now." Su Tang sighed, "I won't know in the future."

"If one day I really agree to Brother Zheng, at least I need to find a more handsome benefactor." Su Tang laughed a little self-deprecatingly, and said, "I see, the one on the first floor is pretty good."

"However, I heard that these rich people generally have some special hobbies..." Su Tang thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's not worth it if they are played to death."

Qin Zhou looked at the figure and didn't speak.

It's not clear if other people have special fetishes in bed, but at least he knows that the young master of the He family doesn't.

I just like to cover my eyes, and I also like doggy style.

"The abstinence department is really good." Su Tang stared at the big man for a long time, and sighed, "It's just like the iceberg hero in a novel."

"In the future, when I read novels, President Bingshan will have the face to substitute in." Su Tang smiled, tangling her hair with her fingertips.

"Huh?" Qin Zhou looked over.

Su Tang said patiently: "Think about it, such a cold and abstinent person doesn't care about others, but he is crazy just for you—"

Qin Zhou heard this, but suddenly laughed: "No."

Qin Zhou leaned against the railing, his pair of deep peach blossom eyes slightly curved.

An iceberg will always be an iceberg and will never melt.

"But the more cold and ascetic a person is, the crazier he will be when he likes someone." Su Tang held his chin, "It may be that I have read too many novels, and I like this kind of cold and ascetic style.

Su Tang: "Being cold and abstinent to outsiders, you are only special to the person you like, and have a unique feeling."

Hearing this, Qin Zhou responded, "Indeed."

This unique and special feeling is really fascinating.

Back then, he was also lured by this "special feeling", thinking that he was the only one around He Yang.

But in the end, I realized that I was just being self-indulgent.

Maybe the iceberg will melt one day, but the person who melts the iceberg will not be me.

Qin Zhou quietly looked at the figure of the man below, with a slight smile on his face, but his peach eyes were very indifferent, as if he was looking at an insignificant stranger——

It's really just a stranger.