After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

He Yang leaned on the back of the chair, looking at the two people by the lake.

The two protagonists are getting closer and closer, almost hugging each other.

He Yang frowned slightly, put his fingertips on the armrest, and knocked casually.

The director on the side was still explaining enthusiastically: "Today is their first kiss scene!"

After hearing this, Yuan Lie looked at the man beside him, smiled and said, "It's normal for an actor to do a kissing scene."

The man didn't respond, just continued to stare at the two men.

Yuan Lie also looked away, and when he looked towards the lake, he saw that the actor was already holding the actress in his arms.

Their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, like the intimacy between lovers.

Just when the two leading actors were about to kiss each other, Yuan Lie suddenly heard the sound of the table being overturned from beside him.

The small table was overturned heavily on the ground, and the sundries on it fell all over the floor. Yuan Lie looked up and saw the man's gloomy face.

He Yang made a lot of noise, even the lake was affected, and the filming had to be interrupted.

The director saw He Yang's expression, and immediately said cautiously: "Mr. He, what's wrong?"

He Yang didn't speak, just got up, ready to walk towards the lake.

Yuan Lie reached out to stop He Yang, and said to the director, "It's okay, he's sick."

He Yang stared closely at the figure by the lake, then glanced at the director again, his tone was cold: "Are they acting as a couple?"

The director was taken aback, but still nodded, "Yeah, it's a romantic drama after all, it's about love..."

He Yang: "Change it."

The director was stunned, and then he heard a man's voice: "I can invest as much as I want, but the kiss scene must be deleted."

"Okay, okay!" The director was pleasantly surprised in an instant, and quickly said: "I'll give you the script, Mr. He, you can change it however you want!"

The director was cheerful, and quickly brought a script to He Yang.

He Yang finished the script, flipped through it casually, and found the confession scene.

He Yang frowned, and turned a few pages back, the frown became tighter and tighter.

After a long time, He Yang said: "Delete the emotional scene."

The director was really stunned, and said euphemistically: "Mr. He, we are a romantic drama, if we delete the emotional line, there will be no plot..."

It would be fine if only the kiss scenes were deleted, originally there were only a few kiss scenes for the starring role, but there was no way to delete the relationship line.

He Yang looked at the script and said coldly: "Then write a new script."

In the lounge, Qin Zhou and Su Tang were still waiting for the filming notice.

Not long after, the assistant director hurried over and said, "We won't be filming today, we can go back."

Su Tang asked, "What's wrong?"

"The big boss is not satisfied with the script, he doesn't like to watch romance, the emotional scene between the two of you needs to be changed." The assistant director sighed, "At least the whole script has to be reworked."

Su Tang was taken aback, "But I've already taken so many pictures, now I want to change it suddenly?"

"I can't help it, after all, it's the big boss." The assistant director scratched his hair, "Anyway, there's nothing good about our crappy crew, as long as we have investment."

The assistant director said again: "Anyway, we can't shoot today, you guys go back to rest, wait for the announcement and see which scene to shoot tomorrow."

After the assistant director finished speaking, he left.

Su Tang was still digesting the news, and sighed: "I have to change the script again, why do I have to change the script every time..."

"Just get used to it." Qin Zhou didn't care.

Su Tang stood up and said, "I'm going to change."

Su Tang went to the dressing room next door to change, and Qin Zhou was the only one left in the rest room.

Qin Zhou finished removing his makeup in front of the mirror and got up to change clothes.

It's just that when Qin Zhou was about to take off his clothes, he suddenly found that the pins on the Chinese tunic couldn't be removed.

The Chinese tunic suits bought by the crew are a little too big, and sometimes the back will be blown up when the wind blows. Before each filming, he will use double-sided tape to stick the jacket and sweater together, and then fix them with pins.

It's just that this time there is a pin on the back that seems to be stuck and can't be taken off.

Qin Zhou lowered his head, stretched his hands behind his clothes, and unbuttoned them with some effort.

Suddenly, Qin Zhou heard the lounge door open and footsteps came in.

Qin Zhou thought it was Su Tang, so he said, "Sister Su Su, the pin on the back of my clothes is stuck, can you help me get it off?"

After speaking, Qin Zhou withdrew his hand, ready to wait for Su Tang to help him untie the pin.

And the person behind him also approached step by step, coming behind him.

But when the man stretched out his hand, Qin Zhou noticed something was wrong.

Su Tang is shorter than him, but now the person behind him is taller than himself, and Qin Zhou can still feel his breath falling on the back of his neck.

Qin Zhou frowned slightly, looked up at the makeup mirror in front of him, through the mirror, he saw the person behind him wearing a black suit.

And because of the angle of view of the mirror, Qin Zhou couldn't see the man's face, but he could still recognize the man behind him.

Just as the pin had been undone, Qin Zhou turned his head and said respectfully, "Thank you Mr. He."

He Yang lowered his head, looked at the distant young man in front of him, and suddenly said, "You did the kissing scene."

Qin Zhou responded with a smile: "Yes."

He Yang lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I asked them to delete the kissing scene, and the script will be re-edited."

Qin Zhou was slightly puzzled, "Mr. He, I don't quite understand what you mean..."

"Yanyan, it's enough to pretend to have amnesia once." He Yang leaned over slightly, put his hands on the young man's side, almost trapping the young man in his arms, "If you want to film, it doesn't matter."

"But you can't do kiss scenes, and you can't act as a couple with others." He Yang's voice sounded a little hoarse.

Qin Zhou said euphemistically, "Mr. He, it's my freedom to film kissing scenes, and we've only met three times so far, so we're not very close."

Qin Zhou's attitude was very polite, as if he was talking to a stranger.

"Yanyan, stop making trouble." He Yang red-eyed, almost begging: "Come back with me."

He Yang raised his hand, wanting to hold the young man in his arms.

But Qin Zhou took a step back to avoid touching him, looked at the ring on the man's left hand, and said slowly, "Mr. He, you are already engaged."

"It's better to keep a distance, and I don't want to be called a mistress." Qin Zhou said calmly.

He Yang lowered his head, looked at the ring on his left hand, and took a step back suddenly.

Qin Zhou also took advantage of this gap and walked past, keeping a distance from the man.

Qin Zhou took the coat on the sofa and put it on, ready to leave.

At this moment, He Yang suddenly said, "The ring is your name."

He Yang reached into his pocket and took out a ring box.

This ring box has been locked in a drawer for a year, until now, it was finally taken out again by the owner.

"The rings are a pair." He Yang opened the ring box, revealing the engagement ring inside, "I should give you the ring earlier."

Qin Zhou turned his head and saw the diamond ring box in the man's hand.

He Yang raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, as if he had a lot to say.

He wanted to say that the potted plants on the balcony had bloomed, and he finally learned how to grow flowers.

He also wanted to say that the fridge was already full of wontons and that he had learned to make them himself.

In three years, many things can change.

He has learned many, many things, and he is used to living alone.

I am used to being alone, and I am also used to missing.

Every minute, every second, I miss someone.

But in the end, He Yang didn't say a word and just handed the ring box to the young man.

The proposal ring, which was three years late, was finally sent to another owner, waiting for the other party's acceptance.

"Yanyan." He Yang stared at the young man in front of him, and said softly, "Qiqi has been waiting for you."

"Every time I go back, it will come to the car and wait for you."

No matter how many times others explained to Qiqi, Qiqi couldn't understand and insisted on running to the car to wait for someone.

"It misses you very much." He Yang paused, and after a while, he whispered, "Me too."

He misses it too.

"Come back with me, okay?"

He Yang calmed down, waiting for the young man's response.

Qin Zhou looked at the man in front of him with no emotion on his face, he just glanced at the ring box.

The ring in the box is indeed a pair with the one He Yang is wearing on his left hand.

And this ring was also something he had dreamed of.

Now, it's within easy reach.

As long as he takes over this ring, his five years of love, his passion for giving, will be able to wait for a satisfactory result.

Qin Zhou raised his head slightly, met the man's gaze, and saw that he was the only one in the man's cold eyes.

The man in front of him was looking at him affectionately, and this scene was just as he had imagined before.

He had imagined the day when a man proposed to him countless times, even if he knew it was an extravagant wish, he would always fantasize about it over and over again.

But now, he waited for this scene.

The tall man finally softened his posture, and the iceberg melted——

But it was too late.

Three years later, he no longer wants it.

"Sorry, Mr. He." Qin Zhou took a step back, "I don't know why you always treat me as someone else, is it because you look a lot like me?"

"But your behavior has caused me a lot of trouble." Qin Zhou's tone was polite and distant.

"Banquet." The man grabbed the young man's wrist, as if trying to explain something.

But Qin Zhou just moved the hand on his wrist, and said patiently: "Mr. He, I told you that I am Qin Zhou, you misidentified the person."

He Yang looked at those peach blossom eyes, unknowingly exerted a little force in his hands, and tightly held the ring box.

The edge of the ring box sank deeply into the palm, but He Yang seemed to be unable to feel the pain.

The young man still had a gentle look on his face, but there was no emotion in those gentle peach blossom eyes.

There is no love, not even hatred.

It was nothing more than a polite and courteous attitude towards a stranger.

Seemingly gentle and polite, but so indifferent.

"Mr. He, I am not the person you know, and I hope you will stop pestering me in the future."

Qin Zhou turned around and left the lounge.

He didn't need the love that was three years late.