stand-in model

"You know it all?"

Jiang Liang asked Rong Sheng, who was already sitting on the chair beside him, but raised his eyes to look at Wu Yu in the corridor outside the window. A person who is usually gorgeous and has red lips will be dirty and messy.

He threw a comforting smile at the worried Wu Yu, turned his head and continued to look at Rong Sheng, waiting for an answer.

After seeing this person nodding with a guilty conscience, he just picked the rose flowers on the bedside table and let out a little chuckle.

Wu Yu has been complaining about his foolishness for so many years, and now that the "eight years of Ai Rongsheng" has been exposed, he only feels very relaxed.

There is relief and relief in the emotions, but there is no shame and embarrassment after the fact is discovered.

If you like it, you will like it, love is love, there is no shame in secretly loving someone, and even this kind of persistent sincerity makes Jiang Liang feel surprised and fulfilled his wish.

Look, he loved this man for eight years, and now this man has finally loved him back once.

Only this time, Jiang Liang didn't plan to turn back.

"When did the doctor say I could be discharged?" Jiang Liang tilted her head and looked at the fresh flowers.

You can still smell the faint scent of rose flowers in the nose, and there are a few drops of dew on the stamens—as if they were specially picked early in the morning.

"Two weeks later." Rong Sheng had some reluctance on his face, after all, after Jiang Liang was discharged from the hospital, he had to let this man fly out of the cage beside him like a bird. "But the doctor said to rest, it's probably inconvenient for you to be alone, how about I..."

"No need." Jiang Liang interrupted Rong Sheng's next words, he left his hand from the rose flower, and stuffed it into his quilt again to feel the temperature of the quilt.

His expression was calm, and Rong Sheng couldn't tell whether it was bored or helpless.

Jiang Liang knew what Rong Sheng was going to say, so he just let him go back to the apartment for a few more days.

But if he really enters that apartment, it will be the same as before, how many days do those days represent, and it probably depends on what Rong Sheng means at that time.

"I'll hire someone myself."

"Then your mental state..."

"I'll find a psychiatrist." Jiang Liang pulled the quilt on the bed, and all his thoughts flew out of the window.

Because the scenery outside is beautiful, the winter snow has melted, everything is revived, and there are vibrant scenes everywhere.

Jiang Liang calmed down, Rong Sheng's disappointment naturally fell into his eyes, but at this time he couldn't soften his heart, otherwise he would only become more entangled.

So Rong Sheng heard Jiang Liang say: "If you didn't forcefully bring me back from the airport that day, I should drink tea in a small town, bask in the sun and raise cats and dogs. I should be very healthy, and I won't have much on my body." Such an unwarranted wound."

Every time these words came out, the pain in Rong Sheng's heart became more serious.

Jiang Liang was right.

If I hadn't brought him back forcibly, imprisoned him by my side, and didn't go to that apartment, right...they wouldn't have come to where they are today.

It was his fault, he should have separated Su Ziru and Jiang Liang long ago.

After agreeing to Jiang Liang's words, he should immediately take measures to let Jiang Liang say goodbye to Su Ziru.

"The stairs in the apartment... I will ask Sister Wu to give you the compensation later, sorry. I couldn't control myself."

"And the damage in the apartment, I will also compensate."

"Okay." Rong Sheng didn't say anything to persuade him to stay this time.

It would be easier for Jiang Liang to leave him, so let him go.

A week later, Jiang Liang began to inform Wu Yu to start preparing to leave the hospital.During this period, he kept asking Wu Yu to move a lot of things into his apartment.

Rong Sheng also secretly helped on the side, but he didn't dare to let Jiang Liang and Wu Yu know, otherwise Jiang Liang would probably have to decline his kindness again.

The ringing of the mobile phone landed in the mezzanine of the single sofa in the apartment, and Rong Sheng was still lying on the side sofa in a daze.

He had just finished an emergency meeting on a plan in the company last night, and then went to the hospital late at night to secretly see Jiang Liang, and it was already past three o'clock in the morning when he returned to the apartment.

There was no one upstairs or downstairs, so Rong Sheng naturally didn't bother to go upstairs again.

Simply put on a suit and just lay down on the sofa and slept for a few hours.

Rong Sheng didn't intend to answer the phone call at first, after all, no one wants to be woken up after sleeping for several hours.

But the phone kept ringing continuously. After hanging up a call, I dialed another call immediately.

He could only rub his swollen and painful temples and get up to see who was brave enough to disturb his lucid dream.

After the call was connected, before he got angry, he said anxiously: "Mr. Rong, I just found out today that Mr. Jiang will be discharged from the hospital alone."

When Rong Sheng heard this, he opened his eyes and glanced at the contact note on the phone—it was the psychiatrist Wen Zhijin introduced to him to help Jiang Liang.

He woke up, opened the curtains and looked at the scenery outside the window, and frowned: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Jiang is very suicidal right now. I went to inquire about him this morning."

"Then why didn't you find out before?" Rong Sheng opened the window, leaned out to breathe in the fresh air and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

He remembered that the doctor told him that day that Jiang Liang's mental state was not that serious.

After Rong Sheng finished speaking, the psychiatrist over there hurriedly said: "Mr. Jiang may have done too many psychological tests on artists in the company, and he has learned to hide his problems."

Indeed, in order to care about the mental state of artists anytime, anywhere, the Rong Group will send psychiatrists to study and inquire every quarter. It is estimated that Jiang Liang has already learned these things by heart.

"In short, Mr. Jiang must not be allowed to live alone now. He may commit suicide anytime, anywhere."

"He no longer has any hope for this world." The psychiatrist finished these words in one breath, still pinching the painting that he had just accidentally seen under Jiang Liang's bed and secretly brought out by him.

"I see."

After the two hung up the phone, Rong Sheng sat on the sofa in a daze.

Because he didn't know what to do with Jiang Liang.

If you agree to let Jiang Liang go and let this person live alone, but according to what the psychiatrist said, see you next time, it may really be at Jiang Liang's funeral.

What if Jiang Liang committed suicide again if he refused?

Rong Sheng couldn't figure it out, after thinking twice, he picked up the phone and dialed out.

Half an hour later, Rong Sheng, Henry Zhang, and Wu Yu sat neatly on the couch in the apartment.

The brows are tightly furrowed, the brows are frowning, and the brows are tightly furrowed.

This is the current expression of the three people, and the psychiatrist is sitting on the other sofa.

"That is to say... if Jiang Liang is left alone now... the situation will be very serious? Or even commit suicide?" Wu Yu frowned, with a look of embarrassment on his face and said: "Jiang Liang sent me a letter of dismissal some time ago, and I have been dismissed. He kicked out of the network."

"He also sent me a text message, saying that he would not go to the film's promotion day, and if there is compensation, he can bear it."

Henry Zhang leaned against Wu Yu, persuading Wu Yu to open up from time to time.

Rong Sheng listened to the two people's words, and before his eyes were the harsh and heart-wrenching words that Jiang Liang said to him in the hospital those days.

Jiang Liang was pushing everyone away from him as planned, and he tried very hard to turn himself into the kind of person who is alone and has nothing to worry about.

"So my suggestion is to forcibly keep Mr. Jiang by any one of you. It's best to take care of him 24 hours a day."

"Even if he resists you, as long as we intervene later, Mr. Jiang's condition can be cured."

The psychiatrist pushed the glasses frame, folded his hands, glanced back and forth at the three people in front of him, waiting for one to stand up.

Henry Zhang said first: "I live alone, and I have to film everywhere, and I don't have time to take care of people. Moreover, Jiang Liang and I are not very close, which may make him more resistant."

"I can." Wu Yu moved forward, "I pushed back all the schedules, and I can always take care of him."

"But you're a single woman, no. And Jiang Liang kicked you out. It's impossible for you to stare at him when you sleep alone."

Henry Zhang folded his arms, but what he said was very reasonable.

Because it is indeed impossible for Wu Yu to stare at this person even when Jiang Liang sleeps.It's useless to watch alone.

Such refusal made Wu Yu lose his anger immediately.

Jiang Liang helped him when she needed it the most, but she couldn't even stretch out a hand when Jiang Liang was in the most pain.

It's just too powerless.

"I take care of him."

"But he also rejects you." Hearing Rong Sheng's self-recommendation, Wu Yu immediately rejected the idea.

If we were to make a list of Jiang Liang's most repulsive list among the three people present, Rong Sheng would directly rank first.

"I will not meet him. When he is discharged from the hospital, I will take him directly back to the Rong Zhai. He will not come to this apartment again."

Rong Sheng clasped his hands against the tip of his nose, and he was already planning how to bring Jiang Liang back.

Isn't this God giving him a chance to start over?Even God felt that he and Jiang Liang should not have ended like this, and used such a reason to re-bind him and Jiang Liang together at that time.

"Rong Sheng can do this too." Henry Zhang comforted Wu Yu and explained to the other two: "There are more servants in Rong's house, and the bodyguard servants are all full-time, and there are surveillance everywhere in the corridors and aisles."

"There is also a professional medical team in the Rong Zhai. If anything happens, he can be rescued as soon as possible."

Rong Sheng nodded, satisfied with Henry Zhang's explanation.

This is indeed the case.

Rong Zhai covers a large area, and there are also gardens and forests, which is convenient for Jiang Liang to recuperate.There are also many servants, so there is no time to take care of anything.

Seeing Wu Yu's suspicious eyes, Rong Sheng said again: "I will not provoke him anymore. I will not force him either. After all, I am the one who has no choice but to do anything now."

"My position with him has changed a long time ago. Now that he is standing above me, I will obey his arrangements."

Wu Yu originally didn't intend to trust Rong Sheng, but apart from Rong Sheng, no one else has such great ability and patience to take care of Jiang Liang.

After repeated discussions between Henry Zhang and the psychiatrist, Wu Yu agreed to Rong Sheng's approach.

This time the three of them stood in the united front, but only to keep Jiang Liang.