stand-in model

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After they ate for a while, Rong Sheng said he was going to the bathroom to leave.Soon, the glass door was opened again. Jiang Liang turned his back to the door and didn't know what was going on. He just thought that Rong Sheng had forgotten to take something and came back to get it.

"Forgot to take something? I can keep the phone on my behalf." Jiang Liang picked up a glass of water, but saw the person behind him on the opposite glass.

He suddenly got up and looked at the people behind him. The hot tea in his hand was splashed on his hand because of his too much movement just now, but he didn't have the energy to suffer from other things now.

The person who came was dressed in black, with a mask and a hat, and he couldn't recognize him at all, which made Jiang Liang feel a sense of fear in his heart.

Leaning his hands back on the table, he asked cautiously, "What do you want?"

"It's okay." The man covered his mask with a hoarse voice, looked at Jiang Liang stupidly and said, "You really... you really look alike."

"What does it look like?" Jiang Liang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with his head tilted slightly.

"Why do you think you stay by Rong Sheng's side." The man chuckled and said again, "I thought you were a smart person. You don't know that Rong Sheng used you as a substitute? As a substitute for the deceased Su Ziru!"

"I know." Jiang Liang pressed his fingertips on the table, his face a little ugly.

During this period of time, the relationship with Rong Sheng was so good that he almost forgot that he was Su Ziru's substitute.

But Rong Sheng said that he would try it, yes, Rong Sheng wanted to try it with himself.

He said he was going to try to let go of Su Ziru.

Rong Sheng never lied.

The man looked at Jiang Liang's eyes running around and knew that the man was panicked, so he took out a piece of paper from his pocket with a string of phone numbers written on it and put it on the table.

"If you want to leave, call me at any time, I will help." The man in black opened the door, looked back at Jiang Liang who was in a daze, and said, "Don't trust Rong Sheng too much, this person is too hypocritical."

"Rong Sheng, he is not a normal person."

The shaking glass reflected the warm yellow color and Jiang Liang's pale face in the private room.

Jiang Liang panicked and turned around to hold the corner of the table, and threw the note with the phone number that the man in black handed him just now into the trash can, but he took it out again after a while, and put it away carefully. in the pocket.

The burnt part of the back of the hand was aching.

When Rong Sheng opened the door and approached the private room, he happened to see the restaurant staff squatting on the ground applying medicine to the back of Jiang Liang's hand.

On the other hand, Jiang Liang looked dazed.

"What happened?" Rong Sheng took Jiang Liang's hand, looked at the large area of ​​redness and swelling on it, and looked at the teacup beside him, he probably knew the reason.

"accidentally?"

"Yeah." Jiang Liang watched the staff bandage up, and raised his head to respond to Rong Sheng, but his eyes were always empty.

Rong Sheng looked at Jiang Liang's mood depressed and puzzled, but he was more dissatisfied with Jiang Liang's expression at this moment.

He felt that he had been patient enough with Jiang Liang, but this person gave him the face day after day.It's as if Rong Sheng is doing things based on Jiang Liang's emotions.

Just when he was about to lose his temper, Jiang Liang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Rong Sheng, don't be angry." Jiang Liang said slowly, "It's just that my hands hurt too much."

It hurts so much that I don't know what to do, how to face you.

"Hand hurts? Does it hurt?" Rong Sheng frowned, lowered his body and looked at his hand wrapped in several laps of gauze.

"Put on clothes and go to the hospital." Rong Sheng packed up his things, asked the waiter to collect the bill, and took Jiang Liang to the hospital.

Fortunately, the temperature of the tea water is not too high. The doctor said that it will be cured in a few days, but the water cannot be touched temporarily.

Rong Sheng asked a few more precautions before taking Jiang Liang away from the hospital.

"I'm sorry, let's go see my mother another day," Jiang Liang said while fiddling with his other uninjured hand, "I'm afraid she'll be worried when she sees my hand."

After hearing this, Rong Sheng didn't say much, and only asked Jiang Liang to take his mobile phone and send a message to Wang Qingqin who was still waiting in the nursing home.

"password."

"199753"

Jiang Liang quickly found the contact in the address book, typed a text message with one hand, and didn't notice that Rong Sheng drove the car to the river.

"Jiang Liang, look up." Rong Sheng looked at the front window of the car, looking at the river view ahead.

He honked the horn twice, and someone carrying fireworks appeared in front of him.

Jiang Liang looked up and saw two people standing by the river, greeting them in the car.

Rong Sheng honked the horn again, and the two men took a lighter and lit the fuse outside the carton, and then ran to both sides.

Jiang Liang already understood what they were going to do.

He lowered the car window, lay on his stomach outside, and looked towards the fireworks, his injured hand drooping outside the car door.

Clusters of fireworks bloomed in the dark night by the river. Jiang Liang faced the cold wind and watched the colorful fireworks bloom sideways.

His dark eyes reflected the most beautiful moment of fireworks.

The inner turmoil that was just stirred up by the man in black gradually calmed down again.

"Rong Sheng, what kind of person is Su Ziru?"

Jiang Liang threw away the beautiful fireworks, and asked him with a gentle smile under the colorful light.

"You... why do you want to know all of a sudden." Rong Sheng lit a cigarette, took a puff quietly, and didn't make another sound.