stand-in model

Jiang Liang's complexion was pale, and his whole body was nestled in the soft quilt, while his upper body was exposed, and the sutured wound on his chest was a little broken, and blood kept oozing out.

The doctor kept holding the gauze with tweezers to stop the blood on the chest, while the nurse on the side held the tray.

"Mr. Jiang was in a bad state of mind and body. Mr. Rong didn't have any major problems and tried not to disturb the patient. Today, because Mr. Jiang moved too much and tore the wound, he still needs to recuperate. He fainted because he was emotionally stimulated. "

The doctor took off his gloves, raised his hand, took out some anti-inflammatory medicines from the medical box, and gave them to Rong Sheng one by one.

"You still have to continue to take the medicine that assists the mind. It can be staggered with the anti-inflammatory medicine for an hour."

After the doctor finished speaking, he looked up at the messy Rong Sheng in pajamas.

While listening to him talking about related matters, the man stared sideways at Jiang Liang's face.

From Rong Sheng's body, he couldn't see the madness in the bedroom on the second floor half an hour ago.

Aunt Zhou obediently stood on the side to send the doctor downstairs, leaving only the unconscious Jiang Liang and the sluggish Rong Sheng in the bedroom.

During this period of time, Rong Sheng's emotional changes were not only felt by Aunt Zhou, but even Rong Sheng himself could feel it.But the more he tried to control this emotion, the more he couldn't control it.

It was like trying to put a restless lion in a cage. The harder he tried, the more he tried to lock the lion, and the greater the resistance and restlessness of the lion.

It's not the lion that's trapped, it's his increasingly irritable mood.

When he was arguing with Jiang Liang, he didn't see the man's face gradually turning pale. He just felt that Jiang Liang's struggling movements became smaller and smaller, and the sound of friction between the handcuffs and the wooden pole at the head of the bed became softer and softer.

At that time, his eyes were full of things that Jiang Liang had touched, and he hated those things to the extreme.

Jiang Liang belongs to him, how can he collide with those things, how can he have a relationship with those things.

So he smashed the cookbook that Jiang Liang would look at every day.Jiang Liang got up to obstruct, and Rong Sheng handcuffed the handcuffs prepared in the bedside table early in the morning to Jiang Liang's wrists.

Then he smashed the meaty peach eggs that Jiang Liang took care of for more than an hour every day; and the two goldfish that he used to lure Jiang Liang were also thrown from the sky by him.

Only when everything is smashed can Jiang Liang stay by his side safely and belong to him completely.

But later...

Later, amidst his roars, Jiang Liang gradually lost his voice, gradually bent his back, gradually lowered his hands, and then slid from the side of the bed onto the thick and comfortable carpet.

Rong Sheng was scared.

He is always losing, always unable to grasp the most important things, always too late to reach out, so he becomes more and more afraid and timid.

Making loud noises and roaring loudly is not because he has much confidence, but because he has no confidence and everything is in the unknown.

It was a demonstration for the faint of heart, a cat in lion show.

Rong Sheng is a coward, and he is also the cat in the show.

Jiang Liang is the fuse, and it is also the existence that Rong Sheng is afraid of losing.

The curtains in the bedroom were not drawn, the bookcases were messy, the servants downstairs were silent, the person on the bed was breathing lightly, and Rong Sheng had mixed feelings in his heart.

He did one more thing wrong today, but how can he apologize?

You can't lower your head, you can't bend your waist, you can't fall in love, and you can't hold your lover's hand.His 29 years were full of absurdity, embarrassment, confusion, fear, and emotion.

Under the glamorous skin, there is a decadent and inconsistent him.

Aunt Zhou, who was downstairs, hurried upstairs. She looked at the messy room, and finally said, "Mr. Jiang's manager Wu Yu and Master Zhang Xuanzhang are outside, do you want to bring them in?"

Rong Sheng raised his hand to cover the quilt on Jiang Liang's body, paused for a while, and said: "Bring it in." Then he said softly: "Anyway, I can't escape anyway."

Downstairs, Wu Yu and Henry Zhang have been let in by the servants. The two of them looked serious. Wu Yu didn't even sit on the sofa. Could it be that Rong Sheng, who was holding the stairs down, asked humanity directly: "Give Jiang Liang to Me. You don't fit in with him."

The living room on the first floor had already been cleaned by the servants, and Wu Yu didn't know that there had been a "fierce battle" here before that.

"No." Rong Sheng took out a lighter and a cigarette from his pajamas pocket, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and took a puff. The white smoke was lingering, covering the sadness in Rong Sheng's eyes.

"Why? He doesn't belong to you. What's the use of keeping people around you!"

Wu Yu's roar echoed in the empty living room, as if he wanted to call Jiang Liang from upstairs.

"Don't be so loud. Jiang Liang is already asleep so don't disturb him." Rong Sheng took another puff of cigarette and exhaled white mist: "I can't leave him."

Yes, he couldn't do without Jiang Liang, not Su Ziru.

I am afraid that Rong Sheng, who lost his lover back then, did not think that one day he would be reluctant to part with Jiang Liang, who had been with him for four years in the future.

When the spring breeze enters the night, it soothes the heartbroken.The autumn wind is in my arms, feeling sad.

"If I leave him, I will die."

Rong Sheng chuckled and extinguished the cigarette under the surprised faces of Wu Yu and Henry Zhang. His steps were a little light, as if he was afraid of disturbing Jiang Liang upstairs.

Is this the first time to be cautious?

"I can't do without him. If I leave Jiang Liang, I will die immediately. I know he is not Su Ziru, I know he is Jiang Liang. I know he likes to paint, cook, and put a glass bottle on the dining table every day. Only flowers, like dogs and cats, like reading books, like basking in the sun, like drinking Tieguanyin, like saying "I love you" to the person you love every day."

"You see, I really know him very well. But how do I know this? I discovered it bit by bit from my observations these days."

Before that, if someone asked Rong Sheng "what Jiang Liang likes to eat and what he likes to do", he would probably be in a daze for two seconds, and he might even wink at Jiang Liang, and maybe ask the host to change the question.

So that's what liking is love.

You will subconsciously observe this person's behavior, subconsciously guess this person's expression, and subconsciously guess this person's preferences.

There will be a notepad hanging in your heart, which will record all kinds of weird little hobbies and idiosyncrasies about your lover.

Rong Sheng was standing there, with a window of warm sunshine behind him, but it gave people a very sad feeling.

"I love him. I can't let him go. I did make mistakes in the past, but you can't take away my right to keep him by my side."

"I can only meet one Jiang Liang in my life. If I miss it, I will really lose it."

The living room, which was noisy just now, was quiet at this moment. Everyone—Wu Yu, Henry Zhang, Aunt Zhou, and the servants saw tears welling up in Rong Sheng's eyes.

He didn't wipe it, but let the teardrop slide down on the ground, making a pattering sound.

Zhang Xuan grew up with Rong Sheng, knowing that such Rong Sheng would not tell lies, he simply helped his good brother and said to Wu Yu: "Rong Sheng is indeed an asshole, but if he really wants to treat Jiang Liang well, this I'm afraid the world won't be able to find another one, so you can let go of this time first, okay?"

"Wu Yu, you don't know...Jiang Liang committed suicide in Suzhou." Rong Sheng leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, with the corners of his mouth raised, but said the cruelest thing to him.

"Take me to the hospital for a few minutes, and we'll probably have to meet at his funeral now." Rong Sheng beckoned Aunt Zhou to go upstairs to pick up the suicide note left by Jiang Liang.

He didn't take over, but asked Aunt Zhou to hand it to Wu Yu directly.

When Wu Yu started watching, he started to say again: "What do you think I was so anxious about? Suzhou is my hometown. He committed suicide there and was notified by the director of the hospital."

Rong Sheng lowered his head, as if he was thinking about how to organize his words.Probably the scariest thing in this world is death.

When he was almost relieved, Rong Sheng calmed down and spoke again.

"In my life, the first time I was closest to death was when Su Ziru pushed me away and I was hit by a car and died."

"The second, third, and fourth time, when the closest to death, are all about Jiang Liang."

After going through these things...Rong Sheng was already scared.He was afraid that Jiang Liang would leave.

"What should I do to bring Jiang Liang back?"

He looked sideways at the roses that had been planted in the flower room to please Jiang Liang, they were so beautiful but not interesting at all.

After reading Jiang Liang's suicide note, Henry Zhang and Wu Yu were like broken duds and didn't make any sound.

Jiang Liang's suicide not only stagnated Rong Sheng, but also stagnated Wu Yu's idea of ​​taking Jiang Liang out of here.

The two armies confronted each other, and in the end they bowed their heads softly.

"You have to let me meet Jiang Liang, otherwise I don't feel at ease." Wu Yu tilted her head, unwilling to look at Rong Sheng again, those were already her biggest concessions.

This time Rong Sheng didn't stop him, he just asked Aunt Zhou to sit on the sofa with Wu Yu, while he turned around and went upstairs to the study.

When passing by Henry Zhang's side, Rong Sheng's face was a little strange, he couldn't tell whether it was disgust or anger, he just felt that Henry Zhang was a little bit on Wu Yu's side, but it was his brother after all.

Rong Sheng glanced at it and said nothing.

When entering the study, Rong Sheng took another look at Jiang Liang.

The black electronic shackles on the ankles were still not removed, and he raised his hand to stroke the smooth surface of the shackles. This was something that trapped Jiang Liang, and maybe it would never be removed in the future.

After Aunt Zhou settled Henry Zhang and Wu Yu, she entered the bedroom behind Rong Sheng. When she saw the gentleman standing by the bed, she lowered her head and did not speak, and buried her head in cleaning up the messy bedroom.

"Aunt Zhou, bring up a few more cookbooks in the future, goldfish... you can also find some time to buy two, and put them in the original place."

Rong Sheng lowered his head and said softly, his eyes narrowed, and he pulled the soft quilt to Jiang Liang's body again.

"Ask him what else he likes, and add them to him."

Today is his mistake.

Possessiveness made him lose his temper.

A "love" letter (testimonials on shelves)

Judges!Dear readers!Hello everyone.This is a very sincere and serious letter written by Jusan to everyone!

From the creation of inspiration in mid-February to the beginning of "Stand-In Model" in early May, this book has been with me and you for more than 70 days.finally!clang clang clang!It ushered in the shelves!

Our charges are still very cost-effective and appropriate, and I will not choose chapters that are too early.I know it's not easy for everyone, hehe.

The inspiration for this book was also very strange at the time.It's when I'm mopping the floor and singing and then suddenly I have an inspiration.

At first I only had the phrase "I'm just a stand-in model" in my mind, but then I fabricated the protagonists and supporting roles with flesh and blood one by one.

There are no villains in this book, everyone is pitiful and pathetic.

Although He Zining destroyed Rong Sheng and Jiang Liang, he couldn't even take a look at Su Ziru's urn.

Rong Sheng was trapped in the same place by the death of his lover, and no one could save him except Jiang Liang.

Although Jiang Liang and Su Ziru are similar in appearance, they have opposite personalities.Jiang Jiang is passionate, gentle and generous; Su Ziru is lively and cheerful, willful and willful.

Some readers told me that He Zining is very pitiful!So I satisfy the reader's heart, I created a boyfriend for He Zining to redeem him ~ I will write about it later!

Jusan (Fafa) is here to thank everyone for your love and the appreciation of the judges, I will continue to work hard.

A journey of mountains and rivers, Sansheng is lucky!May you all be safe and healthy!