stand-in model

On the second day Jiang Liang lived in the apartment, Wu Yu brought Lu Zelin here once.

But he didn't open the door, but stood inside the door holding Mother Jiang's urn, and asked the two people outside to put down the medicine and then turned back.

He didn't even bother to see anyone else.

Jiang Liang was still wearing the black suit he put on last night. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were straight and bitter, staring at the urn in his hand.

When the sunlight poured into the entire apartment through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Jiang Liang realized that he needed to find a cemetery to place Jiang's mother's ashes.

Now he only has his own cemetery, and he has never ordered Jiang Yingxian's cemetery.Jiang Liang always thinks that Jiang's mother will live a long life, and his illness always implies that he may leave in the next moment.

He found the staff member who had sold his cemetery from the cell phone address book, and soon found a cemetery for Mother Jiang not far from his cemetery.

The scenery is good, sheltered from the wind and rain, you should have a good life underground.

Three hours had passed since Wu Yu brought Lu Zelin over in the morning and was urged to leave by Jiang Liang.

For the past three hours, she and Lu Zelin have been waiting downstairs in Jiang Liang's apartment.

The two were really afraid that something would happen to Jiang Liang, but they couldn't forcefully break in, so they could only wait downstairs.

Fortunately, after three hours, Jiang Liang finally contacted Wu Yu.

Half an hour after hanging up the phone, Wu Yu and Lu Zelin in the car saw Jiang Liang holding the urn.

The state of the whole person looks much worse than last night.

The skin of the mouth is whitish, the eyes are black and blue, and the eyes of the peach blossoms are red and bloodshot.Maybe because Jiang's mother was going to be buried, Jiang Liang still cleaned up some things, such as her hair and the scar on her forehead.

Since Jiang Liang told Wu Yu that he was going to Liaocheng Yayu Cemetery when he got in the car, he never took the initiative to communicate with the two of them.

Lu Zelin sat in the co-pilot and tried to communicate with Jiang Liang. When he asked about Jiang's mother and himself, Jiang Liang would simply reply a few words, and when he asked about his relationship and the future, Jiang Liang chose not to talk about it.

As a psychiatrist, Lu Zelin didn't know Jiang Liang that well.After all, when he first saw Jiang Liang, his purpose was not pure.

At present, facing the iron wall that Jiang Liang built silently, he can't see through and be sure of Jiang Liang's mental state.

So Lu Zelin asked if he could come to the clinic to see a doctor tomorrow, Jiang Liang was still very emotional, and refused Lu Zelin's suggestion without hesitation in front of Wu Yu.

"Doctor Lu, you should stay away from me in the future. I have never thought about you, and I think you know it."

"If a psychiatrist likes his patients, I think the psychiatrist needs to see a doctor too."

Jiang Liang leaned back against the seat, his entire face was hidden in the darkness of the carriage.

He was like a hedgehog, at this moment all the soft thorns on his body stood up, wishing to pierce through the hand that was stretched out like himself.

Whether the hand was trying to play with him or treat him sincerely, he would stab back.

It was Lu Zelin's first time chasing someone for several years. After all, he was a young master with a prominent family. Being rejected by Jiang Liang, he naturally didn't want to take care of Jiang Liang's mental illness that could occur at any time.

He looked up through the rearview mirror and looked at Jiang Liang, who had just erected the spikes, and said with a light smile: "Your relationship is not going well, don't take it out on me. It's Rong Sheng playing with you, not me. If you don't With Su Ziru's face, Rong Sheng will not follow you."

Before Jiang Liang had a fit, Wu Yu stopped the car on the curb in an emergency.Then Lu Zelin was driven out of the car by Wu Yu.

"Although you are the eldest young master, I have been really upset with you for a long time. I hope you are blessed, young master." Wu Yu put on his sunglasses, whistled at Lu Zelin with his red lips, and stepped on the accelerator to rush forward. After going out, Lu Zelin bumped into the side of the deserted main road.

"It's too exaggerated." Jiang Liang revealed a wry smile and said, "He's right."

"Hey, if you can't eat grapes, say grapes are sour, don't worry about it." Wu Yukong waved his hands a few times, with a cigarette in his mouth, looking relaxed, trying to drive Jiang Liang's pessimistic mood, but it didn't work.

Jiang Liang hugged Mother Jiang's urn and didn't make a sound.

What Lu Zelin said was correct, if he had a different face from Su Ziru, Rong Sheng wouldn't bother to give him a look.

It is only because of this face that Rong Sheng looks at him differently, and he has come to this position in the entertainment circle today.

When Jiang's mother's matter is resolved... he will walk around to see if he is still alive.

"Is there anything else you want to consult?" A white-haired psychiatrist leaned on the chair and asked his new patient.

Rong Sheng held in his hand the split platinum ring that Jiang Liang dropped on the floor yesterday in a panic.

He seemed to disbelieve what the doctor just said.

"I really like him?"

There was no doubt or shock on the doctor's face, and it was not the first time he had encountered consultation emotions after practicing medicine for decades.

It is natural to deal with it with ease.

"That's right. You can't let go of that Mr. Su just because he pushed you away and lost your own life. You are just mixed with personal emotions. But these don't mean you don't like this Mr. Jiang. On the contrary , the tension you felt because of Mr. Jiang's accident and the heartache when you had conflicts are all because you fell in love."

Without waiting for Rong Sheng to ask back, the doctor said again: "Mr. Rong doesn't have to be troubled by the similar faces of the two. Can't you also distinguish the difference between two people? You will also be emotional for a moment because of Mr. Jiang, and you will also be emotional because of Mr. Jiang's treatment of you." The tenderness and heartbeat. Like is the first, love is the last. You love him. That's why you can't leave him. You can get used to this person because of love."

Rong Sheng listened to what the psychiatrist said, but he didn't refute.

Subconsciously, I hope that what the doctor said is right.Until now, he really didn't want Jiang Liang to leave him.

When he was depressed, he didn't have that sweet and sour smell in his arms.Jiang Liang's bedroom closet in the apartment was searched by him, but he couldn't find a piece of clothing with a sweet and sour smell.

"Then why did I do it yesterday? I hit him." Rong Sheng spread out his palms, poking the ring with his fingertips, which didn't have the temperature and smell of Jiang Liang.

He seemed to be able to see the determination on Jiang Liang's face last night when he closed his eyes.

It was his fault, from start to finish.

The black pen in the doctor's hand moved up and down twice, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "You just kept holding up your figure, facing your own entanglements and Mr. Jiang's vague answers. If you want to get the other party , you have to put your figure down. You and him are just ordinary people."

People with unequal status are separated by a gap.People in high places don't bow their heads, and people in low places dare not go up, how can there be good results.

"Besides, according to what you said, the conflict between you was so sharp yesterday, Mr. Jiang must have feelings for you."

"Really?" Rong Sheng finally heard what he wanted to hear.The eyelids that had been drooping suddenly lifted, and his face was full of joy and doubt.

But soon Rong Sheng's face darkened. "But someone said he had someone he liked for eight years."

"But you have been with him for four years. How can Mr. Rong not know whether he has been with others in these four years? Don't easily doubt Mr. Jiang just because of other people's words. You have to be sure of this."

The psychiatrist had a gentle voice, and with a smile on his face, he comforted the love-struck top streamer in front of him.

There are always some people who question and doubt because of groundless words, and they are unwilling to ask the person concerned to bow their heads and ask.

If I had asked, would there be fewer resentful spouses in this world?Will there be many people who no longer break up but spend the rest of their lives in peace?

Rong Sheng didn't leave the psychological clinic until the sun went down.

His heart felt as if it had been stirred by a meat grinder, and it was painful and unbearable.

If you ask, there is regret at the beginning.

Henry Zhang said he fell in love with Jiang Liang, and the psychiatrist said he fell in love with Jiang Liang.Everyone around him said so, only he didn't know.

Only he was foolishly trapped in place by Su Ziru's death that year for so many years.

So much so that he loves without knowing it, so much so that he ridiculed Jiang Liang, so much so that he used violence against Jiang Liang.

People who have been sitting in a high position for a long time will be bent down by their children's love.

Ridiculous.control. .colorful

Rong Sheng sat alone on the sofa in the apartment, looking at the French windows for a while, looking at the kitchen for a while, and looking up upstairs again.

He tried to imagine that Jiang Liang was still by his side.Still reading the script in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, still squeezing juice at the bar, watching him wash the dishes upstairs, and preparing dinner for him in the kitchen.

But wanting to see real people is greater than fantasy.

Rong Sheng will never smell Jiang Liang's sour and sweet smell in his nose, nor will he see Jiang Liang's affectionate eyes again.

Wu Yu accompanied Jiang Liang to bury Jiang's mother, and personally bought a bouquet of rose flowers to put in front of the tombstone.

On the photo of the tombstone, there is a beauty who has been neglected by the years.

She sleeps forever before the spring night and after the winter night.

Jiang Liang was sent back to the apartment by Wu Yu, this time he still did not leave Wu Yu here, and guarded here alone.

The rattan chair and rattan table were placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows as they were in Rongsheng's apartment.

Everything looks the same as before, but it's not the same anymore.

He probably has to thank Rong Sheng for never lying in the same bed with him even though he signed a contract with him in the past four years.

Otherwise, the feeling of being alone and sleepless is really uncomfortable.

When he finished his shower and lay back on his big bed, Jiang Liang finally let go of his disguise all day long.

Jiang Yingxian left him to look for Jiang's father, and their pair of fateful couples finally got together.

What about him.

Jiang Liang was at a loss and at a loss, his heart sank bit by bit.

He curled up like an insecure baby and buried himself in the blanket, seeking a little comfort and comfort.

Jiang Liang's eight years of loving Rong Sheng are over.Not easy or enjoyable.

Jiang Liang knew that his mental state would get worse and worse, and he had to rely on medicine to end the whole day today.

Over time, he will definitely feel a lot wrong.Maybe he should take a look outside while he's still awake.

And then... finally come back here and end it all.

Jiang Liang closed his eyes and thought.