stand-in model

"Are you crazy!" Jiang Liang stepped back, took his wrist out of Rong Sheng's hand, and took the other hand holding the medicine bottle out of his pocket, struggling under Rong Sheng's control .

The two really started a tug-of-war in the lounge.

"I'm not crazy!" Rong Sheng pinched Jiang Liang's two wrists with one big hand and raised them above Jiang Liang's head, with one knee between Jiang Liang's two legs, and pressed Jiang Liang on the black leather sofa.

The wound on his forehead had scabbed long ago because the fragments of the teacup were not large.

Rong Sheng looked down at Jiang Liang, the man's hair was hanging down in front of his forehead, he was a little embarrassed, but his whole face was full of anger.

"Don't be angry." Rong Sheng's free hand subconsciously touched Jiang Liang's side face, but Jiang Liang tilted his head to avoid it, and the hand fell there in such an embarrassing way that he finally took it back.

Jiang Liang didn't want to talk to Rong Sheng at all at this moment.

He thought to himself, this person is just out of his mind.When I like him, I love him and ignore him, if I don't like him, I have to keep him.Probably because he couldn't accept "Su Ziru" to leave, or because he looks like Su Ziru.

What if the face is destroyed?

Jiang Liang's nerves were not suppressed by the medicine and ran around, but he would still be suppressed by him, so he had to stay awake.

He took a deep breath, looked up at Rong Sheng who was pressing above him and said: "You can't let go of Su Ziru, but can you let me go? I will return the money, Su Ziru's name, and the relationship between your lovers belonging to Su Ziru Here it is. Can you just take pity on my mother who just passed away?"

Jiang Liang pulled out a smile, but it was not as warm and gentle as before.It was as if he was trying to tear open the scar between the two of them.

No, maybe he just wanted to tear his body apart, and wanted Rong Sheng to let him go, so that he could have a chance to breathe.

Jiang Liang raised his head, because this action made him a little uncomfortable, and the pain in his heart and the activation of nerves became more and more intense.

Rong Sheng stared at Jiang Liang without turning his eyes, as if he was chewing on the meaning of his words just now.After a long time, he said: "You come back with me, I don't treat you as Su Ziru. I will treat you well, don't run away."

"Hahaha," Jiang Liang stopped moving his body, his eyes filled with tears of laughter, "Do you think I still believe you!"

His eyes were full of grief and indignation, and his eyes were full of tears as he looked at the man who was pressing on him.

Su Ziru is Su Ziru again.

Because he believed in Rongsheng, he sank in that person's sentence after sentence "I like you, do you like me"; it was because he believed in Rongsheng that he highlighted his weaknesses like this person, and Mother Jiang Kidnapped; it was because he believed in Rong Sheng that he ended up in this situation.

In the end, this person wants to ruin his face, kill his mother, and make him become Su Ziru forever.

dream!

Rong Sheng didn't notice that Jiang Liang suddenly became a little agitated, and still held Jiang Liang silently.

He knew those things were ugly and inappropriate.But he really didn't know that those emotions that made him feel angry were because he liked Jiang Liang.

"I really didn't want to do this. I was just short-tempered at the time. Be good and be obedient, and I will give you all the resources. You will definitely occupy the front-line entertainment industry in the future."

"I don't want it!" Jiang Liang stood up and struggled, but his eyes were on the fragments of the teacup on the ground at the door, and a voice kept saying "ruined face" "ruined face" in his head.

That's right, without Su Ziru's face, Jiang Liang would be nothing.

He was just Jiang Liang...just himself, no longer anyone's substitute.Thinking of this, Jiang Liang couldn't help but kicked Rong Sheng's thigh, making his lower body off the sofa, and finally pushed Rong Sheng up from the sofa.

Soon, he kicked Rong Sheng's waist mercilessly with both feet, with some seventy to eighty percent of his strength in the movement, but Jiang Liang didn't want to hurt Rong Sheng in the end.

When Rong Sheng was pushed forward by him, Jiang Liang's body went straight to the target, turned up and ran to the teacup that had just been smashed by the door, raised his hand and picked up a small fragment and placed it on the side of his face.

Rong Sheng paused after chasing him, he pinched the hem of the woolen coat with nervous hands and said, "Don't be so cold."

"Let me go." Jiang Liang squeezed the jet-black shard with his fingers, and the sharpness of the ceramic pierced Rong Sheng's eyes.

Rong Sheng didn't make a sound, he just shook his head subconsciously.

"You fucking let me go. I've got nothing! What more do you want? What else can I give you?"

"Is it...is it because of this face?" Jiang Liang's eyes became numb and hollow, and he said "this face...Su Ziru...plastic surgery...leave..."

Rong Sheng hung his hands in the air, as if trying to stop Jiang Liang's behavior, but he didn't dare to touch Jiang Liang at all.

Since Rong Sheng learned about those psychotropic drugs that day, he asked related questions.What the doctor told him was that during an attack the patient is not rational and either hurts himself or someone else.

unless suppressed by drugs.

But he has no medicine... The medicine that Jiang Liang left with him a few days ago has already been sent to the research institute for further testing.

Then there is only Jiang Liang.But Jiang Liang's state at this time is not sober at all.

"Jiang Jiang." Rong Sheng tentatively called Jiang Yingxian's name and said softly, "Jiang Jiang, can you put the tile down?"

"Jiang Jiang?" Jiang Liang murmured along with Rong Sheng, and he relaxed his fingers holding the tile.

Jiang Jiang is his nickname that contains happiness and warmth in his memory.That's how kind his parents are to him.

Seeing Jiang Liang's movements, Rong Sheng felt relieved, but soon he was startled by Jiang Liang's next movement.

I saw Jiang Liang tilting his head, and his cheek was even closer to the tile, even a centimeter away.Rong Sheng, who is a top class, knows the importance of a face to an actor better than anyone else.

If Jiang Liang's face was scratched by a tile, it would leave marks to some extent.Will Jiang Liang blame herself even more when she wakes up?

"I'll let you go!" Rong Sheng gritted his teeth and agreed to Jiang Liang's request. "Jiang Liang, I'll let you go, don't torture me, don't...don't hurt yourself."

He pushed back a few steps, trying to wake up Jiang Liang's sleeping sobriety.

Jiang Liang watched the person in front of him backing away, and the tile in his hand was some distance away from his cheek.

His mind is vague and lucid, like the fusion and pulling of black and white poles.

"You let me go?"

"Yes, I will let you go, and I will never see you again."

"Okay." Jiang Liang's face was full of tears, and the hand that had been holding the tile for a long time was relaxed, and there were a lot of wounds on the fingers that were cut by the tile.

Bright red drops of blood flowed from the fingers across the palms of the hands, down the wrists and into the sleeves of the arms.

He murmured "okay" while bending over to pull up the suitcase beside him.

Rong Sheng watched Jiang Liang's movements and silently clenched his hands into fists behind his back. Just as Jiang Liang turned around and opened the frosted door of the lounge unprepared, a strong wind came from behind.

Rong Sheng put one palm on the door and locked it behind his back.One hand tightly grabbed Jiang Liang's hands and pressed the person between him and the frosted door.

"I beg you, come back with me!"

"I like you."

"I finally fell in love with someone after 11 years, can you not leave me behind."

Rong Sheng buried his head on Jiang Liang's shoulder, smelling the sweet and sour smell of Jiang Liang that he longed for like an obsessed person.

"You fucking bastard! Ah!" Jiang Liang slammed his head back against the door, his face full of pain.In desperation, he let out a roar of anger and sorrow.

The two bodyguards guarding the door glanced at each other and did not speak again, still guarding the staff lounge used by their boss to handle affairs.

Soon, the back of Jiang Liang's head was protected by Rong Sheng's free hand, and he carefully held it in the generous palm.

Like holding a fragile object.

At this moment, the roaring and crying in the living room were chaotic, there were broken teacups on the floor, and the black leather sofa not far away was also in a mess.

Jiang Liang's down jacket was half-faded in the crook of his arms, his whole face was pale, and his mouth was trembling constantly. "I'm going. I'm going."

His eyes were wide open, and Rong Sheng let him go until Jiang Liang couldn't make any roar or make any struggling movements.

After being released, Jiang Liang leaned against the frosted door and sat on the floor weakly, but was still half-embraced by Rong Sheng.

This is Jiang Liang's performance after exhaustion, no matter what he does, Jiang?Will not fight or run away.

"I'll give you medicine."

Rong Sheng got up and carried Jiang Liang to the sofa. He took out the medicine bottle from Jiang Liang's pocket with unprecedented tenderness, poured out four white pills according to the doctor's previous statement, and pushed Jiang Liang away. Liang Liang's lips, stuffed the medicine into Jiang Liang's mouth.

Then he took out another undamaged teacup from the side of the table, poured a cup of tea, and tasted it himself for fear of scalding Jiang Liang, before putting it into Jiang Liang's slightly opened mouth.

"Take the medicine, and you'll be fine." Rong Sheng chuckled and hugged Jiang Liang, who was half sitting on his lap, and patted his back like putting a child to sleep.

He knew he could take Jiang Liang home.Back to the apartment they lived in for four years.The two of them will still be the same as before, Jiang Liang will squeeze juice for him, cook for him, and break into his world with sweet and sour taste every day.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Liang fell into a coma due to the onset of the effect of the medicine.

Rong Sheng didn't care about the scar on his forehead, put on a mask, wrapped Jiang Liang in his woolen coat, and left the lounge with only his eyes exposed.

When he passed by the two bodyguards guarding the door of the lounge, he ordered Jiang Liang's suitcase to be taken away, and then happily hugged Jiang Liang and left.

Rong Sheng took the sleeping Jiang Liang back to the apartment where he and Jiang Liang lived together.

While he had someone put a soft bag on the furniture in the apartment, he also asked someone to contact the doctor to ask about some remaining precautions.

This time he didn't let Jiang Liang go back to the empty bedroom, but put him directly on the bed in his room.