stand-in model

The sound of doors opening and anxious footsteps sounded in the empty and cold corridor.The electronic digital watch on the door jumped up and down.

"The patient's current situation is more dangerous. Please the family members sign the critical illness notice." The nurse stood in front of the boy with a pen and the critical illness notice.

Sweat was still beading on his brow from his haste.The black short sleeves set off the fragility of the man's fair skin.

"Critical illness..." Jiang Liang tightly held the thin piece of paper, which carried Jiang Yingxian's precious life.

"The patient had multiple ruptured organs, broken legs, broken arms, and a concussion. Plus he lost a lot of blood."

The nurse quickly explained the patient's condition to Jiang Liang, and looked at the bent back of the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy. Although he had seen many such scenes in the past, he still felt sorry for this person from the bottom of his heart.

"I will sign. Don't be afraid, I will pay for the operation fee and the like." Jiang Liang held the nurse's arm with both hands, knelt on the ground with both legs, and sincerely begged: "I beg you to save my mother. She's the only family member."

At the age of 19, when he was a freshman, his father died in a car accident. At that time, the other party was driving drunk and driving in the wrong direction. Because the family was rich, the final compensation amount was also large.

But Jiang's mother and Jiang's father have always been close, because they couldn't accept the facts, they went straight to depression.

At that time, he didn't even have time to be sad, so he could only turn around to appease Mother Jiang. The 19-year-old boy grew up rapidly in a short period of time and supported his own family.

And the compensation left by Jiang's father changed hands and began to treat Jiang Yingxian's condition.

He originally wanted to take a break from school and go home to take care of Jiang's mother, but Jiang's mother refused directly when she was awake.Jiang Liang had no choice but to take Jiang Yingxian to find a house near the Kyoto Film Academy, buy it and live in it.

During the day, he was taken care of by a nurse, and he went to class to do part-time work; at night, he went back to take care of him, and took Jiang's mother to see a doctor again on Saturday and Sunday.

Even though we have worked so hard and are so tired, accidents always come before tomorrow.

In the end, something went wrong—Mother Jiang opened the window and jumped out while the nurse was cooking.

He squatted next to the seat at the door of the emergency room, and half an hour later the nurse sent the critical illness notice again.

Jiang Liang knew that Jiang's mother's trip might be bad or bad, he was like a homeless child who was soaked by the rain, he could only squat there helplessly and cry bitterly with his arms folded.

An hour later, the red light in the emergency room was still flashing, and Jiang Liang signed the critical illness notice again.

"Family comrades, in order to rescue patients, the hospital may use and adopt the necessary equipment and treatment methods for emergency treatment without your consent without your consent. Please understand, cooperate and support."

His head slammed against the wall again and again with unwillingness, and the schoolbag fell to the ground and scattered miscellaneous things.

Knife, wood board, paint, those are what he memorized from the woodcut class.

He was very happy when he was in this class.

Because the supermarket boss paid him an extra salary of 100 yuan, because the woodcut class is his favorite elective, and because yesterday the doctor said that Jiang's mother's condition may improve.

It was all good at first, but when I turned around, I was notified by the hospital that something happened, so I sat here and signed the notice of critical illness.

Fate plays tricks on people.

Because I gave him 18 happy years, so the following years will be full of storms.

What can Jiang Liang do if he is unwilling?

"Trouble! This is the fourth critical illness notice." Panting, the nurse squatted down and put the critical illness notice in front of Jiang Liang, said a few words of comfort, and returned with the signed critical illness notice emergency room.

He buried his head between his arms, glanced at the wood carving knife at the side, and picked it up like a ghost.

Mother Jiang's life is dying, and there is not much possibility of surviving.Father Jiang also passed away.

He and He Meimei's family fell apart, and the compensation left by Jiang's father was not much left because of the treatment of Jiang's mother's illness in the past year.

He studied and worked day and night to take care of Jiang's mother, but it was useless in the end.

The burden that has been on him for the past year is now forcing Jiang Liang to yell at injustice.

What was left to do in the world alone?

What do you do by leaving him alone?

Thinking of this, Jiang Liang held the carving knife and put it in his arms. Because of the excessive force, the carving knife was sharp, piercing his clothes, piercing his skin and drawing blood. He didn't feel any pain.

Just numbness.

The stretcher transported another patient into the emergency room. At that moment, he actually wished that no one could step out of this door.All will be deprived of their lives.

Jiang Liang curled up, the carving knife in his arms sank deeper, and even moved to the left under his perception.

A boy sat on the seat next to him.

Looks a few years older than him.

The steady and calm aura all over his body made the movements in Jiang Liang's arms pause slightly, and he saw a slightly withered rose in the man's hand, which was within reach of him.

He remembered that when he was still happy before, Jiang's father would bring a fresh dewy rose to Jiang's mother every day when he came back from the taxi.

For more than ten years, it has never been interrupted.

Later, he asked Father Jiang why.Father Jiang said with a smile at the time, "A rose a day may seem insignificant, but it is an expression of love, which shows that your mother is loved every day, so she will feel very happy. "

"And I want to see her happy."

Jiang Liang turned his face sideways, his lips were white, and he glanced at the man as if looking at him. Seeing that the man lowered his head and did not move, he boldly stretched out his hand and touched the rose lightly.

Even though it was a decaying rose, he actually felt happy and relaxed.

Is there still someone in love?

While Jiang Liang was in a daze, someone took the rose back, and he just thought it was a stealthy rose and was discovered.

His pale face was flushed red, he lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound. When he came back to react, when he raised his head, the young man on one side had already left, but the rose was left on the bench beside him.

Is this for him?

19-year-old Jiang Liang, with roses in her arms, re-chosen her own life.

He thought, that rose must have come to save him in the dark, and he suddenly felt that this difficult road could still go on.

At that time, Jiang Liang not only got the rose but also remembered the appearance of that boy.

Danfeng eyes, thin lips, broken hair on the forehead, and a red mole on the neck.

Instead of committing suicide, he covered the wound on his body and went to a nurse to treat himself.

That day... Mother Jiang survived, and so did he.

As long as the rose is still there, he feels that someone will love him.Since someone still loves him, he can live because of it.

In the fourth year when he fell in love with Rong Sheng, he finally met Rong Sheng in the film crew - he was an [-]th-line actor at that time, and Rong Sheng had already become a top-notch actor.

But at first he thought he had no chance to stand in front of that person, but soon, Rong Sheng contacted him.

So even if he was a stand-in at the time, as long as he could stand beside this person, he could happily go there.

But how did it develop to this point later?

He was really left alone, and no one would love himself like this.

Even the so-called happiness and happiness with Rong Sheng are walls built with lies.

Trapped him, shut him up, created false scenarios for him.