After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

He Yang kissed on the lips, not deeply, just a touch of lips to lips.

The mood of the young man in his arms seemed to have stabilized a bit. He Yang put one hand on the young man's back and stroked it gently. He lowered his head slightly and put his forehead against his forehead.

"I'm sorry." He Yang leaned forward, wanting to kiss again.

"Stop talking..." Xu Chengyan turned his head to avoid touching, his eyes were red.

He Yang stretched out his hand, put his fingertips against the young man's face, and slowly wiped away his tears, "Don't cry."

Xu Chengyan blinked, already trying very hard to control his emotions.

It's just that I don't know why, the tear glands seem to be out of control, and they can't stop at all.

After suffering so many grievances, the whole accumulation exploded at this moment.

Xu Chengyan closed his eyes, feeling that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and his fingertips couldn't help but clung to the bed sheet under him, pulling them into a ball.

"I want to go back..." Xu Chengyan's voice was still a little hoarse.

"Okay, go back tomorrow." He Yang coaxed softly.

Xu Chengyan lowered his head, unable to speak, and suddenly felt difficulty in breathing, and his heart beat fast.

Xu Chengyan couldn't help but grabbed He Yang's sleeve, and the next second, his head became dizzy and he lost consciousness.

"Feast—"

In the middle of the night, He Yang sent Xu Chengyan to the hospital.

The doctor was doing the examination in the ward, and He Yang sat alone on the chair outside.

In the corridor, there was a rush of footsteps.

The agent hurried over, his face was full of anxiety, and he went to the door of the ward to take a look.

Immediately afterwards, the manager looked at He Yang who was at the side again, completely losing his good attitude.

"Mr. He, I trust you to hand him over to you, why is he still in the hospital now!" the agent asked.

He Yang remained silent.

The manager anxiously walked around the door of the ward until the doctor came out and hurriedly asked about the situation.

Fortunately, there was no major problem with Xu Chengyan, but the doctor still suggested that he needed psychological counseling.

After the doctor left, the manager hurried into the room to see Xu Chengyan.

On the other hand, He Yang stayed in the corridor, didn't go in to disturb him, but just watched outside silently all night.

The next morning, Yuan Lie came over.

Yuan Lie came outside the ward and saw that the young man on the bed had woken up and was talking to the manager beside him. He seemed to be in a stable condition.

Yuan Lie went to the rest room next door to find He Yang.

He Yang was sitting by the window smoking, the ashtray next to him was full of cigarette butts.

Yuan Lie walked over and couldn't help asking: "I was fine when I passed yesterday, why did it happen overnight?"

Yuan Lie still didn't understand. When he sent the invitation last night, he saw that the relationship between these two people was very good, like a young couple.

As a result, in one night, he was so troubled that he was sent to the hospital.

"What happened last night?" Yuan Lie sat beside He Yang.

He Yang pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray to extinguish it, while still holding a wooden sign in his left hand, he said in a low voice, "The conversation fell apart accidentally."

"The conversation is over?" Yuan Lie frowned slightly, looked at the wooden sign in He Yang's hand again, and sighed, "You still keep it."

Yuan Lie still remembered the wooden sign.

When He Yang came to him for psychological counseling before, he often brought this wooden sign with him.

Unexpectedly, He Yang still kept it now.

"Yeah." He Yang held the wooden sign tightly, and said slowly, "I used to treat him badly."

Yuan Lie was at the side, listening quietly.

He Yang stroked the words on the wooden sign, and said softly: "If at the beginning..."

He Yang didn't finish the following words.

He Yang looked at the wooden sign, a little lost in thought.

If he had had a better attitude at that time, the ending might have been different.

If only he had responded sooner, if only he had found out sooner...

Everything will be different.

He Yang put the wooden sign into his pocket, and didn't speak any more.

Yuan Lie looked out the window and said, "I saw him wake up just now, do you want to go over and have a look?"

He Yang should come down, get up and walk towards the next ward.

In the ward, the young man was sitting quietly on the bed.

He Yang knocked on the door and went in, the young man on the bed also looked up.

The manager was still by the hospital bed, and when he saw He Yang coming, he found an excuse to leave first, leaving room for the two of them.

He Yang came to the bed and looked at the young man.

The young man's face was still pale and looked a little weak.

He Yang broke the silence and asked, "Is it better?"

"It's all right." Xu Chengyan smiled on his face, and his voice was very gentle. He still looked the same as usual, and there was no abnormality.

As if nothing happened last night.

He Yang thought for a while, but still asked: "Yanyan, do you want us to have a talk?"

Xu Chengyan just smiled politely, looked away slightly, and didn't answer.

He Yang held the young man's hand and said in a low voice, "Talk about the past."

"No need." Xu Chengyan withdrew his hand, not wanting to mention the past.

"Okay." He Yang nodded and didn't press anymore.

But He Yang still said: "The psychiatrist will come later, can I talk to the doctor?"

Xu Chengyan shook his head, "Don't bother, it's okay."

"No trouble."

"He Yang, I'm really fine." Xu Chengyan smiled with his eyes bent.

He Yang didn't speak.

The little hedgehog is still too guarded against the outside world and hides himself.

It was hidden too deep, and he only discovered the abnormality belatedly until now.

He Yang sighed softly, helped the little hedgehog tidy up the quilt, then got up and left.

But after leaving the ward, He Yang still contacted the psychiatrist.

The psychiatrist rushed over quickly and entered the ward.

It's just that the communication with the psychiatrist was not very smooth, and the patient still didn't say anything.

The psychiatrist came out of the ward, found He Yang, and still said: "It's better to take it slowly, try not to stimulate him."

He Yang nodded in response.

Yuan Lie was also on the side, looking at the psychiatrist with a half-smile.

After the psychiatrist walked away, Yuan Lie said to He Yang, "You're looking for other psychiatrists, but you don't look for me?"

He Yang: "You are his boss."

"I'm a professional psychiatrist." Yuan Lie pushed down his glasses and said slowly, "My suggestion to you is to have a good chat with him."

Yuan Lie was a little clearer about the situation of the two of them, and persuaded: "It's useless for others to persuade you about emotional matters."

"If you have any misunderstandings, please make it clear."

"En." He Yang responded, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

What happened five years ago, he explained before, never acted as a stand-in.

However, it seems that the misunderstanding has not been solved, and it still exists.

He Yang stayed in the lounge, took out his mobile phone, and checked related cases online.

Until the evening, He Yang went to the ward to find Xu Chengyan.

At this time, Xu Chengyan had just finished dinner and was quietly watching TV.

He Yang looked at the TV screen, and found that what was playing on the screen was a cartoon, and it was Xiao Cheng's favorite big sheep cartoon.

He Yang came to the bedside and softly called: "Yanyan."

Xu Chengyan looked over and met He Yang's gaze, "Huh?"

"Do you want to talk?"

Xu Chengyan still shook his head and smiled: "It's really not necessary, it's all over."

Xu Chengyan's tone was light and airy, as if he didn't care about the past at all.

However, He Yang did not avoid the topic this time, and continued: "Let's have a good chat about the matter of those five years."

"He Yang." Xu Chengyan suddenly became a little tired, and the smile on his face also disappeared, and said softly: "There is really no need to talk, it's meaningless."

"It makes sense." He Yang still insisted.

Xu Chengyan lowered his head to look at the man beside the bed, his eyes unconsciously shifted down, and landed on the man's coat.

In the pocket of the coat, a small piece of wooden sign was exposed.

Xu Chengyan looked at the piece of wooden sign, and said unhurriedly: "It's all in the past, and it's all changed now."

He is not the "Xu Chengyan" four years ago, nor is He Yang the "Mr. He" four years ago.

He is living well now, and he doesn't want to recall the past, and he doesn't want to go back to the past.

It's just that He Yang is different from him, He Yang is very nostalgic.

He Yang will keep the old photo album from more than ten years ago, and he will keep that wooden sign.

Even the layout of the bedroom in the old house has not changed, and his things are kept in it.

"I still want to talk." He Yang lowered his voice, "The misunderstanding must be explained clearly."

Xu Chengyan shook his head and said: "No need, there is no misunderstanding."

There was no misunderstanding between them, it was just that he was being sentimental.

"There was a misunderstanding." He Yang said slowly, "Back then——"

"He Yang." Xu Chengyan interrupted with some displeasure, "I've already said that I don't want to talk, do you have to force me?"

Obviously, four years have passed, and he has cured himself.

But now, He Yang insisted on bringing up the past and tearing open the wound in front of him——

It hurts.

Xu Chengyan looked away, "Change the subject."

He Yang nodded, stretched out his hand, and said, "Then let's talk next time."

"Enough!" Xu Chengyan pushed He Yang's hand away, "I said I don't want to talk about it, and I don't want to talk about it next time!"

"What exactly do you want to hear? Do you want me to miss the past with you?" Xu Chengyan became a little excited, "You miss the past, but I don't!"

Xu Chengyan's eyes were red, and his breathing became a little short.

He really didn't want to go back to five years ago at all, the memories of those five years would only remind him how embarrassing he was over and over again.

He still can't figure it out, it was obviously He Yang who drove him away from the beginning, but when he really left, He Yang suddenly became so "affectionate".

Is this really like?

Does He Yang like him, or does he like that perfect little lover who is obedient, well-behaved and sensible?

It's like using the daily necessities that you are used to, and one day you find that the daily necessities suddenly disappear, and you will become obsessed with it.

It's not like, it's habit.

Xu Chengyan couldn't breathe for a moment, he covered his heart, his head was hot.

"Yanyan." He Yang hurriedly stepped forward to hug the little hedgehog, comforting him: "Don't get excited, breathe slowly."

Xu Chengyan also noticed the abnormality in his body, closed his eyes, and tried to calm his breath.

"It's my fault." He Yang leaned on the young man's back, stroking back and forth along his back, "I'm sorry."

Xu Chengyan didn't speak, his chest was still heaving violently, and his mood was unstable.

"I'm sorry." He Yang apologized over and over again, "I'm sorry."

"It's all my fault that I treated you badly." He Yang lowered his head slightly, and pressed it against the young man's face, "I'm sorry for you."

Xu Chengyan couldn't bear it any longer, and buried his head on He Yang's shoulder.

He Yang felt the trembling body in his arms, and comforted him: "Don't cry."

He Yang gently rubbed the back of the young man's head, and apologized again: "It's my fault, I'm sorry."

"You never asked me..." Xu Chengyan's voice was choked up, and it became more and more difficult to speak.

He Yang never asked him how he felt.

Just remembering those five years is painful.

He is obviously the person he likes, and he will feel satisfied and happy by his side.

But when he recalled, there was only pain and grievance left.

It was too painful.

Couldn't even breathe.

"Never ask me if I like it..."

He Yang hugged the little hedgehog quietly, without speaking.

It wasn't until the little hedgehog's trembling body gradually stabilized that he tentatively said, "Then can I ask you now?"

He Yang stretched out his hand, held the young man's face, put his fingertips against the young man's face, and said, "Tell me anything you don't like."

Xu Chengyan looked a little embarrassed, his eyes were red and swollen.

Xu Chengyan lowered his head, and after a while he opened his mouth and said, "I don't like cakes."

"I know."

"I don't like...you accompany others." Xu Chengyan thought about Shen Xiuzhu again.

Even though He Yang later explained that it was just a life-saving grace, he still couldn't accept such a "friend" relationship.

It's not a couple, but the relationship has become so ambiguous that it's just like a couple, there is no difference.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry." He Yang kept stroking the young man's back to help smooth the air, and continued to ask: "Is there any more?"

"I don't like covering my eyes." Xu Chengyan felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "I don't like the posture behind..."

"My fault." He Yang lowered his head, and kissed the young man's eyes with his lips.

Whether it's covering his eyes or posing behind him, it's all his little sexual fetish.

In order to satisfy oneself, but neglect the other person.

"And kissing, you both..."

Xu Chengyan opened his mouth, unable to continue.

They rarely kiss.

Even when he asked for a kiss, he would be rejected.

He Yang also thought about the kiss, and exerted a little force on his hands, unknowingly hugging the young man even tighter.

"It's all my fault, I'm not good." He Yang lowered his head and kept kissing the young man's face, as if he wanted to make up for those five years of kissing.

"sorry."

It's all his fault.

Relying on the fact that someone likes him, he is unscrupulous, even refusing to kiss.

He Yang tightly hugged the little hedgehog in his arms and kept coaxing him.

The little hedgehog's condition has also become a little more stable, and the spikes on his body seem to be showing signs of softening.

"I'm sorry." He Yang held the young man's face, lowered his head slightly, and wanted to kiss his lips.

The hot air exhaled was entwined, and the distance between the lips was getting closer and closer.

But when he was about to kiss his lips, He Yang's movements still stopped.

He Yang turned his head to the side and did not kiss the person in his arms. He restrained himself and lowered his head to kiss the young man's hair.