stand-in model

Chapter 3. Not Similar

Ginger Cool is really like the citrus, sweet and sour taste.

When he was young, every winter morning when he went to school, Jiang's father would stuff several citrus in his schoolbag in advance, saying that it would help him grow faster and supplement his nutrition.

Perhaps because of the thought of Jiang's father who had passed away long ago, Jiang Liang felt a little sentimental, thinking that when the contract ended, he would go home to spend time with Jiang's mother, and take Jiang's mother on a trip to relax.

Speaking of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, although their marriage was just in the name of their parents and the words of a matchmaker in the early years, they have been in the same boat for more than ten years, and they love each other.

Jiang's father died in an accident while driving a taxi, and Jiang's mother was so anxious that she couldn't afford to fall ill. In the past few years, under Jiang Liang's care, her physical condition has gradually improved.

Jiang Liang thought of his parents' love in the past, why didn't he want the two of them to love each other and raise their eyebrows together?

But thinking about my current situation, I thought, forget it, I only have one heart, but I gave it to someone who will not look back.

What else can he get?

Rong Sheng heard the sound of closing the door early in the morning, and knew that it was Jiang Liang who had returned.But he just sat quietly in the study and waited for Jiang Liang to come and ask him to eat.

A qualified stand-in, probably like Jiang Liang?

Can cook, can act, don't talk much, don't ask too much?

Sure enough, after a while, Jiang Liang knocked on the door and asked him to eat.

The man stood outside the study door, with a black apron hanging in front of him, and a band-aid wrapped around the fingertips of his right hand.Rong Sheng in the study curled his lips, he is very satisfied with his current life.

While eating, Rong Sheng looked up and noticed Jiang Liang's already dyed black hair.

He remembered that his hair was still yellow this morning, and that would be nice to look at.

Rong Sheng quietly picked up some pieces of braised beef, as if he was thinking about something.

Looking up, he saw Jiang Liang's right hand with the Band-Aid on it, and asked with a smile, "Why are you left-handed when you chop vegetables?"

Jiang Liang's right hand paused slightly, ignoring the teasing in Rong Sheng's tone, and replied with a light smile, "I'm just used to it."

Rong Sheng nodded and didn't think too much about "why some people are left-handed".

From an angle that Rong Sheng couldn't see, Jiang Liang's eyes fell on his left hand, and there were several unclear white marks on the wrist.

The gentle eyes on Rong Sheng fell on him, but suddenly became deep and gloomy.

Where he set his sights, it was an unspeakable secret from the beginning to the end.

After dinner, Rong Sheng thoughtfully put away the bowls and chopsticks, and went to wash the dishes by himself.

"Want some juice?" Jiang Liang, wearing disposable gloves, took the juicer off the shelf of the bar and said, "It's more comfortable to drink some hot juice after eating."

"Okay, orange juice." Rong Sheng turned his back and scrubbed the countertop and said, "Ziru likes oranges, likes to eat oranges, you say it's a coincidence, your body smells almost the same as Ziru's. It's a bit different now. "

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden bang at the bar, and Rong Sheng turned to look at Jiang Liang, who was squatting on the ground picking up oranges.

Rong Sheng thought it was an accident, and didn't think about anything else.

Jiang Liang lowered his body and picked up one orange after another, smelling the citrus smell on his body, laughing at himself that even the smell he likes is similar to Su Ziru, but he can't get rid of this smell, and he can't quit.

"It's a little different now", isn't it because the hair color doesn't look like Su Ziru's?

He got up and cleaned the oranges again with a fruit plate, and quietly cleaned up the pulp by himself at the bar.

He first prepared Rong Sheng's orange juice and brought it to the living room before he started making his own.

He squeezed peach juice for himself, washed two peaches, cut them into small pieces, put them into the juicer, poured in half a bottle of water-soluble C, installed the juicer, and started working.

After tidying up the bar, Jiang Liang went upstairs to the second bedroom with peach juice and oranges, and never went downstairs again.

Jiang Liang stayed in the apartment for a few days, and he didn't leave until he was notified by the crew to enter the set early.

He carefully packed his luggage, knelt down and took out the couple mobile phone case and pendant customized with Rong Sheng from the drawer of the bedside table.

It was given to him by Rong Sheng before participating in activities at the beginning of the year, and he was asked to wear it when he went out to participate in activities or filming in the future.

Pretend to be a couple, you have to look good.

He put it on with a wry smile, and took out the couple umbrellas, couple rings, and couple cups prepared by Rong Sheng from the drawer one after another.

It's good to be liked by Rong Sheng, Jiang Liang thought.

This person can prepare everything well and be organized clearly. He is basically an all-rounder.

However, he will never be able to compete with a dead master, so he can only be willing to be a substitute.

When Jiang Liang packed everything up, the manager had already called several times, urging him to go downstairs quickly.

While dealing with Wu Yu's phone call, he prepared dinner for Rong Sheng.

"Sister Wu, wait for me to go downstairs in half an hour."

"You're not preparing dinner for Rong Sheng, are you?"

Wu Yu leaned on the seat, admiring the manicures under the warm light in the car.

She didn't understand what Jiang Liang did so much for, and Rong Sheng didn't really like him.

"Sister Wu, my good sister, just turn on your phone and watch an episode of TV series, and then I'll go downstairs."

When Wu Yu in the car heard this, he knew that Jiang Liang was cooking for Rong Sheng.

There was a time when Jiang Liang was in a rush to film a series and didn't prepare a meal. Rong Sheng, who couldn't cook, simply didn't eat. In the end, he was hospitalized with a stomachache in the early morning, which directly deepened Jiang Liang's sense of responsibility.

From then on, as long as Jiang Liang joins the group, every time before entering the group, he will prepare the meal that Rong Sheng will eat that day before he is willing to leave.

Once she got anxious while waiting in the car, and went straight into the apartment to arrest people.

Jiang Liang was anxiously looking for words to deal with her, while carefully making soup dumplings, and said that Rong Sheng wanted to eat this.

At that time, Wu Yu was left speechless.

Wu Yu was already very familiar with this situation, so he simply said yes, and the person on the other side hurriedly hung up the phone.

Jiang Liang, who hung up the phone, quickly put the phone into the pocket of his apron, and pushed the baking tray with carp into the oven wearing gloves.

The rice cooker also started working.

He didn't put too much pepper in the grilled fish, and he added a little more cumin according to Rong Sheng's taste.

Jiang Liang took off his black windbreaker from the hanger at the door, dragged the suitcase, closed the door, and took the elevator to the underground garage.

He didn't leave a single word to Rong Sheng.

Because Rong Sheng never noticed his presence or absence.

Each of these four years has been the same.

Rong Sheng will always find out the next day when he joins a filming group.

On the way, Rong Sheng entered the group to visit, and performed the sweet daily life of couples.

Finally, I will give him a gift after the finale, wish him a happy finale, and hit the hot search list.

Seeing him coming, Wu Yu quickly opened the back door to welcome him into the car, and asked the driver to put Jiang Liang's suitcase into the trunk.

The heating in the car kept going back and forth, and Jiang Liang's autumnal air-conditioning was covered by the heating, and the whole car was filled with the faint citrus smell that Jiang Liang liked.

"I said that you are a nanny every day, so you really went to be a nanny?"

Wu Yu took off his sunglasses and pinned them to the collar of his professional suit.A pair of flaming red lips opened and closed, and her wavy hair swayed as she shook her head.

"Sister Wu, I still have a contract relationship with him."

"Fart, you just like him, you can't worry about him, look at him, he has ignored you from the beginning to the end."

Wu Yu's nail-painted fingers gently poked Jiang Liang's forehead, resentful that the mud would not be able to support the wall.

"Listen to my sister, set up a personal studio early, when your contract is terminated, you will fly solo."

Jiang Liang shook his head, he was a little reluctant.

His current signing company is Rong's Film and Television Company under Rong Sheng's name.

If he sets up a personal studio after the contract expires, then he really has nothing to do with Rong Sheng anymore.

He can't let go.

Wu Yu looked at Jiang Liang's melancholy look, so he could only grit his back molars, forget it, who made her meddle in other people's business.

"Drive, drive, Director Zhang is waiting." She was wearing high heels, and the toe of her shoes lightly kicked the driver's seat.

The driver quickly started the car and drove away from the underground garage.

Then the nanny car slowly merged into the off-duty traffic.

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