The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

The electronic clock on the bar was ticking, and the time just skipped nine o'clock, and it was still 10 minutes away from half an hour.

Xie Xingzhou approached slowly, and stopped at a palm distance from Duan Jize.

The scent of Duan Jize's shampoo filled his nostrils. He blinked violently, feeling that his breathing had almost stopped, and his hands on the bar couldn't help curling up.

"Hello, a cup of peach gum milk tea, thank you." A customer came to order.

Xie Xingzhou was startled, quickly stood up straight, and poked his head out from the bar.

He coughed lightly, and conscientiously ordered a good meal for the guests, then turned to the kitchen and handed the receipt to the drink maker, Ma.

When he returned to the bar, the customer who ordered was still standing in front of the bar, not looking for a seat.

Xie Xingzhou looked around the store, found an empty seat, and said to the customer: "Hello, you can go to the seat first, and I will bring the drinks."

The other party was a sweet-looking female student with a camera hanging around her neck. She smiled ambiguously at Xie Xingzhou and said, "No, I'll leave after buying milk tea."

Xie Xingzhou was stared at a little awkwardly, he couldn't help lowering his head, and let out a faint "hmm".

The female guest's gaze fell from Xie Xingzhou to Duan Jize who was taking a nap aside. She lowered her head and called out the misplaced photo that she had just secretly taken.

"Hello, your peach gum milk tea." Xie Xingzhou packed the milk tea made by brother Ma and handed it to the female customers outside the bar.

The other party took the milk tea, raised the camera and waved at him, and walked away bouncingly, with the high ponytail swaying, and the back was cheerful and energetic.

Xie Xingzhou smiled helplessly, looked away, and saw that half an hour had passed.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to nudge Duan Jize, and said softly, "Brother, it's half an hour."

Duan Jize's eyelashes trembled slightly, he straightened up sleepily, and smiled at Xie Xingzhou: "I'm so sleepy, I almost couldn't wake up."

As he spoke, he glanced at the time, and found that it was almost ten o'clock, and said, "Xingzhou, it's almost time, you should go back and rest first, is there still class tomorrow?"

"I'll stay until the store closes, I want to go with you." Xie Xingzhou said.

Duan Jize thought for a while, then nodded: "Alright, it's safer to be together at night, I'll go to the warehouse and ask Tangtang to pack his schoolbag."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went to the warehouse.

Xie Xingzhou followed him and turned around, but suddenly he couldn't help calling him, "Brother..."

Duan Jize paused slightly, turned his head and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Xie Xingzhou didn't speak, just dipped his index finger in the water in the cup at hand, and wrote three words one stroke at a time on the black bar table - Duan Jize.

His handwriting is the same as his person's, clear and handsome, with a beautiful thin golden body.

Duan Jize stared at the words written with water stains for a long time, until the water stains slowly evaporated, then slowly raised his head to look at Xie Xingzhou.

Xie Xingzhou's eyes were red and his nose was sore, he wanted to say something but couldn't say it, he just clenched his palms tightly.

"Is this my previous name?" Duan Jize asked.

Xie Xingzhou nodded, but he didn't dare to look at Duan Jize, so he had to lower his head.

"It's very nice, I... like it very much." After a long time, Duan Jize smiled gently, but still stared at the dry desktop.

A feeling of confusion that was lost and found but like a bystander rose in his heart. He tried very hard to remember something with this name, but he had no choice but to fail.

Xie Xingzhou calmed down his emotions, and finally dared to look up at Duan Jize, but saw that his brows were tightly knit together, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xie Xingzhou worriedly took a step towards Duan Jize.

"It's okay." Duan Jize leaned on the bar and waved his hands, "It's an old problem. Every time I try to remember it, I get a headache..."

He paused, realized that he had said the wrong thing, then looked up at Xie Xingzhou, and said with a sad expression: "Xingzhou, I'm sorry, I may not be able to remember it for the time being."

"No, it doesn't matter." Xie Xingzhou's heart clenched, he knew that Duan Jize's body was more important, but he still couldn't help feeling lost.

He was still a little scared, afraid that Duan Jize would never remember him in his life.

Duan Jize's headache slowly subsided, he sighed, not knowing how to comfort Xie Xingzhou.

"Brother, Brother Xingzhou, the customers are almost gone, let's close the store and go back!" Yu Tangtang packed his schoolbag and ran out of the warehouse in a bouncing manner.

Duan Jize quickly concealed his expression, turned around and patted Yu Tangtang's head, and asked him, "Have you brought all the books?"

"It's all ready!" Yu Tangtang patted his schoolbag and raised his chest.

Then he got out from under Duan Jize and ran to Xie Xingzhou's side. Seeing that Xie Xingzhou's eyes were red, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, Brother Xingzhou?"

"I'm fine." Xie Xingzhou looked away, took out a piece of candy from his apron, and handed it to him, "Dangtang, here, chocolate flavor."

Yu Tangtang's eyes lit up, he took the candy, unwrapped the wrapper and threw it into his mouth, happily ran out of the store and waited.

Xie Xingzhou and Duan Jize tidied up in the store for a while, handed over the key to Xiao Ma, and told him to remember to close the door before leaving, and go home with Yu Tangtang.

The three of them walked towards the community along the sidewalk outside the Luo University wall.

The dim street lights sprinkled on the road, sticking the shadows of the three together, looking peaceful and beautiful.

Xie Xingzhou bowed his head and walked forward step by step, watching the shadows of the three people slipping from under his feet to behind him.

He shook his chaotic head lightly, and smiled to himself——

One can't expect too much at once. Although Duan Jize hasn't remembered it yet, at least he is willing to accept the past. This is already a good situation, and he can't be in a hurry.

"Hey, look, this streetlight is recessed!" Yu Tangtang was lively and active, pointing to a streetlight pole by the side of the road and said to the two.

"It must have been accidentally hit by something."

Duan Jize shook his head, and told him worriedly: "Tangtang, watch the road carefully."

Yu Tangtang pursed his lips and went to thank Xingzhou, "Brother Xingzhou, don't be in a daze, let's go!"

Xie Xingzhou tripped a step and hurriedly followed.

Yu Tangtang ran very fast, and Xie Xingzhou was forced to speed up his pace, and the two of them gradually started running on the sidewalk.

The evening breeze brushed against the cheeks, which made people feel extremely refreshed.

The two ran all the way to the downstairs of the community and stopped. Xie Xingzhou was so tired that he bent over and leaned on the bulletin board at the door to breathe.

"Brother Xingzhou, you laughed! You look good when you smile!" Yu Tangtang who was opposite suddenly pointed at him and said loudly.

Xie Xingzhou was taken aback for a moment, reached out to touch the corner of his mouth, and touched the slightly raised corner of his mouth, "Really?"

"Really!" Yu Tangtang squinted his eyes with a smile, went to meet the lagging Duan Jize, and then chattered to him about how beautiful Xie Xingzhou's smile was just now.

Duan Jize listened gently, occasionally turning his head to look at Xie Xingzhou.

Xie Xingzhou lowered his head in embarrassment, followed the two upstairs, and was embarrassed to speak the whole time.

Xie Xingzhou lived downstairs, and the three of them prepared to part at the entrance of the corridor.

Yu Tangtang jumped up to open the door, Duan Jize took a step behind, said goodbye to Xie Xingzhou, turned around and prepared to go upstairs as well.

The lights in the corridor were extremely weak, and such a dark and quiet environment made Xie Xingzhou inexplicably uneasy.

When Duan Jize went upstairs, half of his figure was hidden in the darkness, Xie Xingzhou couldn't see his appearance clearly, he could only see a familiar silhouette.

Xie Xingzhou was slightly stunned, thinking that the person standing opposite him was Jiang Muye, and Duan Jize's resurrection was just a ridiculous dream.

This feeling was too terrifying, Xie Xingzhou's heart trembled suddenly, and he called Duan Jize to stop.

"elder brother!"

Duan Jize paused, walked down the two steps high again, stood in front of Xie Xingzhou, looked down at him: "Xingzhou, what's wrong?"

"I..." Xie Xingzhou covered his heart, slowly calmed down, he shook his head, "I want to give you something."

"Okay." Duan Jize waited patiently.

Xie Xingzhou took off the bag he was carrying, took out a picture album from the inside bag, and handed it to Duan Jize.

Duan Jize took it, hesitating whether to open it now.

Xie Xingzhou then said: "Go back and look at it again, it's... some clips about the past, I drew them."

"Okay." Duan Jize then smiled gently, carefully put away the album, and solemnly said to Xie Xingzhou, "Thank you, Xingzhou."

Xie Xingzhou shook his head with red eyes, unable to speak.

"Go to rest early." Duan Jize said, "Good night, Xing Zhou."

"Brother, good night."

……

When Xie Xingzhou turned out of the stairs, he was still in a daze, unable to recover.

He lowered his head, walked slowly to the end of the corridor, and stopped at the door of the house, but a pair of familiar sneakers broke into his sight.

Xie Xingzhou was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but take a step back, looked up at Jiang Muye vigilantly, and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Muye leaned against the wall at the entrance of Xie Xingzhou's rental house. The dim light in the corridor also made his silhouette unclear, reflecting a silhouette that Xie Xingzhou could easily mistake.

Hearing footsteps, he opened his slightly closed eyes, got up and turned to Xie Xingzhou, but did not speak.

There was a smell of fermented malt in the aisle, Xie Xingzhou felt his throat itch, he couldn't help but clenched his backpack tightly, and said firmly, "Jiang Muye, you're drinking again."

"No." Jiang Muye spoke now, his tone a little flustered, "I didn't drink a few sips, and I wasn't drunk...really."

The smell of alcohol around him was stronger, and the face of the person opposite was also turning red. How could it be that he didn't drink much, but he was just trying to stay awake.

Xie Xingzhou frowned, a little impatient.

"Get out of the way." He said wildly to Jiang Mu.

Jiang Muye stood still at the door and said eagerly, "Xie Xingzhou, let's talk."

"There's nothing to talk about." Xie Xingzhou staggered away from him, and took out the key to open the door.

Jiang Muye was bumped and swayed to the side. Looking at Xie Xingzhou's white back, he couldn't help but took a deep breath, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Xie Xingzhou didn't know why he hadn't found the keyhole for a long time. After several attempts, he gradually became impatient, loosened his grip, and the key fell to the ground.

The metal hit the concrete floor, making a crisp sound.

Xie Xingzhou squatted down and looked for the key in the dim light.

The tall figure behind him fell half on his back and half on the wall. He saw the shadow on the wall slowly and tentatively bent down and leaned towards him.

Xie Xingzhou could have avoided it, but he stayed still by a strange coincidence, and Jiang Muye squatted down from behind and hugged him.

The warm body temperature enveloped him, and the smell of malt fermentation and familiar body fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose.

Jiang Muye leaned on his shoulder and said hoarsely, "Xie Xingzhou, tell me why."

"What why?" Xie Xingzhou stood up and turned to face the drunk who claimed to be sober who was hugging him tightly.

Jiang Muye's eyes were red, he looked down at Xie Xingzhou's indifferent eyes, and asked, "Why did you go to someone else?"

There was deep resentment in his eyes, he couldn't help but punched the wall behind Xie Xingzhou, and continued, almost gnashing his teeth: "I saw you kiss him, and I heard you call him brother, and say goodnight to him... You only did this to me before, why did you give this to that person, why!"

"Oh, really." Xie Xingzhou raised his eyes and said casually.

It turns out that he used to be called Brother Jiang Muye, would he say goodnight to Jiang Muye?He didn't notice it.

"Didn't you say you only like me? Why are you looking for someone else, Xie Xingzhou, tell me..." Jiang Muye seemed to be talking to himself, his voice hoarse and trembling.

He couldn't help but pull Xie Xingzhou into his arms and hold him down hard, wishing he could become one with Xie Xingzhou.

But his hand on Xie Xingzhou's back was shaking, he really panicked.

Xie Xingzhou felt Jiang Muye's uneasiness, and couldn't help laughing from the bottom of his heart.

His eyes were calm and unwavering, he raised his hand to touch the eyebrows of the person on his body, and said with a light smile: "Because I have said it long ago, you just look more like him before you were disfigured."

Jiang Muye's mind was a little confused, he asked anxiously: "What does he look like? Some people say he looks like me, but you did it on purpose, on purpose..."

Xie Xingzhou looked at him quietly, waiting for him to finish speaking.

But Jiang Muye froze suddenly, he couldn't speak anymore, a terrible thought swept over him, making his hands tremble even more uncontrollably.

"What on purpose?"

Xie Xingzhou picked up his words, and his words became more and more cruel: "Deliberately find a substitute to anger you? Jiang Muye, have you ever thought that from the beginning, you and him look alike, so I approach you That’s why I kissed you in the warehouse of the student union, slept with you the second time we met, and fell in love with your eyes so much, oh yes, it’s because your eyes are so similar to his, I’m too I like it..."

Xie Xingzhou was laughing when he spoke, looking into Jiang Muye's eyes and laughing—a touching and cruel smile.

"Impossible!" Jiang Muye suddenly interrupted him loudly. After the stiffness passed, he couldn't stop panting violently.

He raised his hand in a panic, trying to cover Xie Xingzhou's mouth, his voice trembling: "Impossible, you are lying to me, you must be lying to me!"

Xie Xingzhou broke his hand away, made sure to explain clearly, and then continued to smile: "Why am I lying to you, do you know why all the portraits in my painting team are so similar, but yours is not like it? Because I have never drawn you, every time I look at you, I am actually looking for his shadow in you, so every time I put pen to paper, I draw him..."

"No, it's not true."

Jiang Muye hugged Xie Xingzhou tightly, trying to stop the person in his arms from continuing, his voice was so choked up that he could hardly make a sound, and begged: "Xie Xingzhou, that's enough, stop talking..."