stand-in model

"Have you packed it?" Rong Sheng stood on the first floor of the apartment, holding the car key in his hand, and shouted to Jiang Liang in the bedroom on the second floor.

"If you don't come down again, I'll go upstairs to catch people." He leaned on the handrail of the wooden stairs, looked upstairs a few times, and then lowered his head to look at the stairs.

The style of this wooden staircase is Su Ziru's favorite style back then.

Young people at that time always liked to dream.

I want a stable future, and I want to decorate the house as I like it.

I want to raise a cat, but I also want to raise a goldfish and a rabbit.

After that year, Rong Sheng left the sentimental water town with his parents, and came to this bitingly cold north to study at university and start a business.

When his father and mother gave him this house on his 20th birthday, the first thing Rong Sheng did was to visit the furniture city, and finally found the staircase style he remembered.

Later, he had a successful career and inherited the Rong family.

Rong's father and mother were relieved, and the old man went abroad to travel.

For so many years, without Su Ziru's participation, he would be 29 years old in a daze.

If that person is still there...

Rong Sheng's fingers lightly tapped on the armrest, making a deep sound.

It's also ridiculous, people are gone, it's useless to feel sad for spring and autumn.

Rong Sheng gently caressed the wooden handrail, but in the end he just let go.

"I'm sorry, I...I'm too slow." Jiang Liang ran down the stairs with his coat in his arms, and a velvet box containing red string jade beads in his hand.

"It's okay, I didn't wait long." Rong Sheng tugged at his stiff face, and finally forced a little smile.

There is not a bit of sincerity in the smile, like wine mixed with water, it is fake after all.

But for Jiang Liang, it was enough.

In the past, this person didn't smile, get close, or hold hands.

But now... everything in Jiang Liang's dream has come true.

It's just that he didn't dare to respond.

Who knows if it is Nankey Yimeng or Zhuangzhou Mengdie?

"Okay, let's go, don't keep auntie waiting." Rong Sheng pressed his hands on Jiang Liang's shoulders, pushed the man to change his shoes and went out the door.

Jiang Liang got into the car with Rong Sheng, sitting in the co-pilot, rubbing the velvet box in his hand, but his mind had already gone far away.

this car...

This car has been there since he came to Rong Sheng.

In nearly four years, nothing has changed on this car.

The maintenance of the vehicle has also been done very well, as if deliberately protecting it.

It's not that Rong Sheng doesn't have other cars, he has them.

It's just that every time I take him out for personal reasons, I use this car.

Moreover, the entire body has been recolored and changed to orange.

He stayed by Rong Sheng's side for so long because he clearly knew that Rong Sheng didn't like this color.

Rong Sheng's favorite colors are sapphire blue and black.

But this car is obviously loved by Rong Sheng.

Once Jiang Liang tried to ask Rong Sheng why he loved this car so much, but every time he saw Rong Sheng keeping silent.

He also gradually lost the desire to know the reason.

Probably something to do with that person.

Jiang Liang thought.

In the past, if Rong Sheng didn't give him any response, he wouldn't feel heartache.

But during this time, Rong Sheng gave him an emotional response, and he actually wanted more like a greedy businessman.

Are you crazy?

Jiang Liang, Jiang Liang, are you finally crazy?

He looked at the passing scenery outside the window, leaning his head against the car window, his lips pressed against the glass, and white mist fell on it, and then he wrote miss again and again.

is miss.

It is his desire for everything.

It's what he asked for.

Liaocheng at the end of December is full of happy atmosphere about the New Year's Eve.

On the street lamps on both sides, there are red lanterns hanging high, and the streets are filled with joy.

"New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow, come back from the crew at night. The distance is not far anyway, let's celebrate the New Year together." Rong Sheng said while holding the steering wheel with one hand, and glanced at the dazed Jiang Liang.

It seems that the attack on Jiang Liang has to be strengthened.

Going to see Jiang Yingxian today is the best way to shorten the distance between him and Jiang Liang.

Jiang Liang cares so much about his mother, if he treats Jiang Yingxian better, Jiang Liang will fall into it unconsciously.

Even... If something happens, he will save Jiang Yingxian at that time.

Then Jiang Liang would be extremely grateful to him.

Jiang Liang, who was in a daze, had no idea that her beloved mother had become a tool used by Rong Sheng.

He casually accepted Rong Sheng's suggestion.

Not long after, the Liaocheng Private Sanatorium appeared not far away.

It is far away from the urban area, and the environment is quiet, but it is also a place suitable for rest.

And the people who recuperate here are either rich or expensive.

Privacy is strong.

Rong Sheng's arrangement reassured Jiang Liang that Jiang's mother would not be disturbed by entertainment reporters.

Jiang Yingxian lost her husband in the early years and suffered from depression early.

In those few years, Jiang Liang studied and worked part-time to treat her mother's illness.A lot of pressure.

In the past few years, according to the contract with Jiang Liang, Rong Sheng has been looking for someone to take care of Jiang Liang's mother.

Even heal Jiang Yingxian.

But there has been no effect.

Her physical health has also plummeted all the way, or it can be said that her life is not long.

Passing through the iron fence gate of the nursing home, Rong Sheng drove the car a little further in before letting Jiang Liang get out of the car, while he parked the car himself.

Jiang Liang got out of the car and tightened the woolen coat on his body, put the red rope box in his pocket, and stood there waiting for Rong Sheng to stop and come back.

He looked around, the winter was too cold, no one wanted to stay outside anymore.

However, the greenhouse not far away was overcrowded.

It looks like it is enjoying the flowers again.

"Is it cold?" Rong Sheng was standing on one side with something in his hand, seeing Jiang Liang's frozen red nose, he put a big hand around Jiang Liang's waist and led him inside.

Jiang Liang shook his head, not very cold.But my legs couldn't bear it.

Can't blow cold wind.