stand-in model

Jiang Liang didn't choose to go to many places.

His purpose was very clear. He bought a lot of prayer flags near the Nagin Pass and carried them in his black backpack and then went to the Nagin Pass.

Before leaving Liaocheng, the plaster cast on his leg had already been removed. Because Rong Sheng took good care of him, he naturally did not recover slowly, and now there is no chance of getting in the way when he walks.

This is also convenient for him to act alone at this moment.

There are many people who come to hang the prayer flags, all kinds of people speak different local dialects, but they are all praying for themselves or their loved ones in their hearts.

Jiang Liang pulled the down jacket that he had changed in the bathroom, looked up at the mountain pass, and then walked up.

The prayer flags in front of me can no longer be described as thousands, but tens of thousands. They flutter in the wind and are colorful.

Jiang Liang took a deep breath, grabbed the backpack strap with both hands, and then found a place to hang the prayer flags.

As he fastened it, he silently prayed to many people.

If there is a God, please be sure to hear his prayer.

Wu Yu's life is going well, the one he loves is healthy and sincere, and the lovely child can be safe and wanton; Jiang Yingxian must meet Jiang's father in heaven, and if he is too lazy on the way there, Jiang's father must hold his mother's hand and be gentle with her Some; if Jiang's father and Jiang's mother really can't let go of each other, then they hope to meet each other again in the next life, to live a long life in the next life, to be guarded by the white prime minister, and to see only the lover in their eyes except for the stars.

In the end...Rong Sheng is happy, healthy, long-term, wanton, joyful, and safe for the rest of his life.

Jiang Liang hung up the prayer flag while meditating in his heart.

When all the work was done, he booked the earliest flight to Suzhou.

Because Tibet is not the place he planned, but he just wanted to come here suddenly, so there is no need to waste too much time on this kind of extra thoughts halfway.

In fact, he didn't even know why he came to Suzhou.

All the while he seemed to just want to have a look.

Jiang Liang has an inexplicable idea about Suzhou.He has always wanted to visit Suzhou since he knew Suzhou in junior high school.At that time, he always had one idea—to make more money and move to Suzhou to live in the future.

At first when he was in high school, he regarded Soochow University as his goal. After all, it seemed that there would somehow resonate with him in his heart.

But later, when he found out that he liked acting, he gave up Soochow University and chose Kyoto Film Academy, which was more friendly to him.

After work, he also thought about taking Jiang Yingxian to Suzhou to have a look around, but he was very busy with work at that time, and he had to accompany Rong Sheng to shoot various variety shows every now and then, so as to increase the CP feeling of couples.He has to take care of his own career at other times, which makes him often dizzy with busy work, not to mention the rest of his time.

It is estimated that during his appearance in Suzhou, many media were still chasing and intercepting him in Liaocheng.

After all, Rong Sheng and Jiang Liang have broken up now.

The couple who used to be the most promising couple in the entertainment industry, the couple who were too sweet, and the couple who had each other in their eyes, now they are so sudden and unprepared to let everyone know.

Jiang Liang brought a complete set of equipment, and he tried his best to avoid crowded times, quietly got out of the airport and took a taxi to the reserved hotel.

Suzhou in March was already warm enough, but Jiang Liang didn't even dare to take off his mask because he was afraid of entertainment reporters.

The driver master smiled and asked him why he didn't take off his mask in such hot weather, Jiang Liang smiled lightly and said it was inconvenient.

The room he booked was a homestay.There are two small buildings up and down, the stairs are wooden and white stairs, and there is a tatami mat on the bay window not far away, which is suitable for him to read.

In the evening, Jiang Liang randomly took a few vegetables from the vegetables prepared by the owner of the hotel and prepared two dishes. After eating in a hurry, he sat on the tatami on the bay window with a small table and packed up travel guides.

It took him four days to see all the places marked.

Jiang Liang checked in the most famous Suzhou Museum, the most Kamakura-like Dongshan Ishii stop sign, went to Suzhou Jinji Lake Art Museum once, looked at the rockery in the Lion Forest Scenic Area, went to Taihu Lake to see the mountains and mountains of Taihu Sanbai, and went shopping again Visit the Eslite Bookstore.

In the early morning, he went to Wu Chaofang to eat a bowl of Wu Yu's favorite bubble wonton stew. On the last night, he dressed properly and went to Shantang Kunqu Opera Hall to listen to Jiang Yingxian's favorite Kunqu opera.

Jiang Liang opened the wooden window early the next morning. With a coffee cup in his hand, his thin body leaned out of the window, trying to breathe the smoke and fire in the alley.

A newly bought fruit knife is placed on the tatami mat. It has been destined for its use since it was bought.

After Jiang Liang stood at the window for half an hour, the coffee in his cup became cold, and he drank all the remaining coffee in one go.

After a while, Jiang Liang put down his coffee cup, lay down at the window and wrote with a newly bought stationery.

Liaocheng - Rong Zhai

The study room was pitch-dark. Looking through the darkness with the help of the light under the heavy curtains, Rong Sheng was lying back on the chair. It looks like it used to bark its teeth and claws.

It has been a week since Jiang Liang left him, and besides Jiang Liang's citrus scent, Jiang Liang's oil paintings, and the pair of rattan chairs and rattan tables, there is nothing else around him.

He never sleeps for more than four hours a day, even if he sleeps for six hours, he still has vague dreams about Jiang Liang and some things before him.

Since Jiang Liang left the Rong family, he has not been back, and Cheng Yesi sent him to the study for any official business.

When he was tired, he would go back to the bedroom and lie on the half of Jiang Liang's position. If he was not tired, he would sit in the study and watch his official business for a while, and then look at Jiang Liang's paintings.

Fan Pei and Rong Mingzhou would only be in charge of asking Aunt Zhou to deliver meals every time. Other times, the couple would just sit in the living room on the first floor, watching TV and listening to Aunt Zhou's words about Rong Sheng's status.

After hearing this, the couple didn't say anything to intervene in this matter. They sat there watching Rong Sheng, waiting for Rong Sheng to figure it out for himself.

The heavy sandalwood desk was a bit messy, dozens of oil paintings and documents were scattered here and there, and Rong Sheng always looked at what he got.Surprisingly, he usually holds oil paintings in his hands for a long time.

The Tieguanyin tea that he drinks every day is boiling hot and placed on one side. Rong Sheng always likes to touch the raised area on the oil painting while drinking Tieguanyin. In front of the table is a lit citrus aromatherapy.

Perhaps it was the lack of sleep for several days that made him a little unstable, and the teacup in his hand just fell on the oil painting that was so precious.

Rong Sheng got up in a panic, the chair was pressed on the ground and made a low sound, he raised his hand and hurriedly pulled out a few paper towels and pressed them on the oil painting, drinking the scalding tea.

By the time he wiped off the tea, the raised part of the paint on it was a little crumbling, even revealing the mystery underneath.

White pills were revealed from beneath the oil pastel material.

Rong Sheng was stunned, he turned around and opened the curtain behind him, letting the light shine on it wantonly.

Two pills fell out of a painting.

He is very familiar with these pills, and thinking about the frequency of Jiang Liang's paintings every day, he chuckled a few times, and then disassembled the raised parts of the remaining dozens of paintings like a madman.

Each painting has two, three paintings per day.

Except for the extra oil painting family portrait without Tibetan medicine, every other painting has it.

Jiang Liang hid those medicines in this way, and he didn't take any of them.

It's no wonder that every time I paint, I always take the medicine, and it's no wonder that I don't let him or the servants accompany me every time I paint.

I'm afraid I was cheated in the usual chat with the psychiatrist, and the psychological test before I left was also fake.

After all, the psychiatrist said before that Jiang Liang would participate in a lot of psychological investigation activities every year because of Rong, so he knew how to avoid being found out as a mental illness or a depression.

Jiang Liang's departure this time was completely planned for a long time.

Before she left, she promised him to let him watch from a distance, and he would live well.

Jiang Liang is a liar at all.

His departure this time, this journey, is not towards life but towards death.

In a place with no relatives and no one alone, even if Jiang Liang fell ill and committed suicide, no one would save him.

He might not even see Jiang Liang's body in the end.

Rong Sheng thought of this, and the sadness in his heart because of Jiang Liang's departure was gradually overwhelmed by the anger and fear of Jiang Liang's Tibetan medicine deceiving him, leaving him, and worrying about whether Jiang Liang would commit suicide.

There was an accent on the stairs, and Rong Mingzhou and Fan Pei, who were watching TV, looked at each other for some reason.

When Rong Sheng ran down, he was dressed in disorder and had an unshaven beard.The whole person seems to be sleepless for dozens of days.

His cheeks were thinner and tighter than before, and his straight back was slightly curved.

Fan Pei asked him what caused him to lose his position, and the man in front of him was not like her excellent and steady son.

"What's the matter with you?" Fan Pei got up and grabbed his son, raised his hand to caress his cheek and said with some distress: "It's just Jiang Liang, why can't you quit? Let him live freely Can't you?"

"But he's going to die! He's going to die! I let him go this time. He didn't want to live at all. He lied to everyone." Rong Sheng held the woolen coat tightly, and the phone in his pocket was a little precarious.

"He lied to me and the psychiatrist. He didn't even take medicine. How can those diseases get better?"

Rong Sheng rested his head with one hand, making a gesture to push Fan Pei away and go out to find someone.

It's all his fault, he shouldn't have allowed Jiang Liang to leave, shouldn't have believed what this person said, so he should have locked this person by his side, preferably on the head of the bed with shackles.

The kind that makes this guy have to call him to get out of bed.

"How is it possible?" Fan Pei had some disbelief on his face, allowing Rong Sheng to shake off the hand she was holding.

"How is it impossible? I said it. He wants to die! He has no home, no sustenance of his own, and there is nothing he is nostalgic for in this world."

Just as Rong Sheng's voice gradually increased, the mobile phone in his pocket finally dropped to the ground, and then it made a buzzing sound.

The three members of the Rong family all looked at the brightly lit phone screen lying on the ground.