After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

The sound of the horn was urgent and loud, which shocked Shen Heng to a halt. He turned his head to look curiously, his eyes froze when he touched the body of the silver-gray sports car.He is too familiar with this car, Jiang Zhiyu used to drive this car when he was in a good mood and took him out.

Sure enough, the car door was pushed open, and Jiang Zhiyu, who was dressed meticulously, got out of the car. He stood where he was and looked at Shen Heng with an extremely complicated expression.

He sneaked out today while Jiang Wenhuo was not at home. During the half month of being locked up, he missed Shen Heng all the time, almost going crazy.

The first time he ran out, he went to the place where Shen Heng used to live, but was told by the landlord that Shen Heng had moved out, and then he called Xiangyi while the landlord complained that he had paid three times the rent, and checked Where does Shen Heng live now.

When Xiangyi sent her the latest address, Jiang Zhiyu had already waited downstairs in that room all night, without eating or closing her eyes all day and night.

He was a little angry and a little aggrieved at the moment.

Before he escaped from the house, he deliberately took care of himself, so that Shen Heng could see his most handsome and charming appearance, but as soon as he came over, he saw Shen Heng and Song Chenghao holding hands inseparably from a distance, It doesn't seem to know how intimate it is.

After getting out of the car, he was a little afraid to go forward, he was afraid that he would be uncontrollable and scare Shen Heng again, these days were like years for him, and he hadn't seen Shen Heng for a long time, his eyes had changed since he got off the car. He didn't leave the person in front of him, as if he made up for the moment he didn't see a while ago.

Shen Heng was a little panicked, he was alone here now, he didn't know if Jiang Zhiyu would go crazy again like that night, he could tell that Jiang Zhiyu was not in a good mood from the few horns just now.

"Shen Heng." Jiang Zhiyu couldn't bear the desire to get closer to him, and took a step forward.

The distance between the two was actually very far, but Shen Heng still took a step back defensively, then turned around without hesitation and wanted to go upstairs.

A trace of injury flashed in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes, he paused, but seeing that Shen Heng was about to leave, he still strode up to follow.

"Does seeing me make you want to run away so much?" Jiang Zhiyu blocked him at the elevator door, and said in a deep voice, "I just want to see you and have a few words with you. My dad... shut me up After half a month, I sneaked out today, Shen Heng, can you not be so heartless, can you not run away as soon as you see me?"

Shen Heng felt uncomfortable at what he said, he frowned slightly: "You have seen me now, but is there anything else we can talk about?"

"Why not." Jiang Zhiyu tried hard to find something to talk about. Before he came, he felt that he had a thousand words, and he wanted to tell Shen Heng all his thoughts, regrets, and mistakes in reflection these days, but now The two really stood face to face, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Why did you and that man hold hands just now?" He closed his eyes, this question has been flooding his mind since he saw the two of them together, if he didn't ask, he couldn't think of anything else.

"What do you think?" Shen Heng was blocked by the wall by him, he straightened his back, and asked him calmly.

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned for a while, trying to get rid of the uneasy thoughts that kept popping up, he raised his eyes and looked at Shen Heng, for some reason, those clear eyes made him feel guilty.

"Are you together?" Jiang Zhiyu's voice trembled when he said this, he almost prayed in his heart that Shen Heng could give him a negative answer.

Shen Heng didn't speak.

In the past, Jiang Zhiyu always hated Shen Heng's character who refused to speak when he was talking, but at this moment, he felt a little lucky because of Shen Heng's silence.

"No." Shen Heng said lightly, and Jiang Zhiyu's relieved and joyful expression hadn't appeared for a few seconds before he heard Shen Heng say again: "But I am very happy with him, maybe we will establish a relationship soon .”

Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be choked by someone, unable to breathe, he froze in place, shook his head, held Shen Heng's thin shoulders with both hands, and said sadly: "No, Shen Heng, you won't like him, Don't you like me? Why don't you like me anymore. "

There was a flash of pain in Shen Heng's eyes. He turned his eyes away and felt his body being pulled into a familiar generous embrace. He heard Jiang Zhiyu's choked and pleading voice: "I'm sorry, I know I treated you badly before, I'm a bastard, let's get back together, let's make up...I will respect you and treat you as a lover, I was wrong before, what do you want me to do, please give me a little hope, okay?"

Shen Heng was hugged tightly by him, as if he was afraid that Shen Heng would run away. Jiang Zhiyu's strength almost forced the thin man in his arms into his body. Shen Heng was almost out of breath. , but nothing works.

"You have said the same thing many times." Shen Heng whispered in his ear: "I have also repeated it many times, you should know what my answer will be."

Jiang Zhiyu closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, he saw the determination and disregard that Shen Heng couldn't see from this angle. He raised his hand and stroked Shen Heng's back, and said in an almost calm tone: "I won't let you be with others, even if you hate me, I won't let you be together."

"What do you mean?" Shen Heng heard a hint of danger and coercion that could not be ignored from his tone, he raised his voice slightly, and felt a numbness on the side of his neck, and his eyes instantly blurred.

Jiang Zhiyu couldn't bear to look at the body of the man lying limp in his arms, a look of shame flashed across his face, he bent down to pick him up, leaned over and kissed his forehead, and walked out of the corridor with Shen Heng in his arms.

He knew that he would do more and more mistakes like this, but instead of seeing Shen Heng with others, he could only choose to hide people by his side first, at least that way he could see him all the time, at least he would not be sad Confession all night and all night tormented by longing.

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Jiang Zhiyu didn't strike hard, and Shen Heng woke up not long after.He stared blankly at the familiar crystal chandelier on the ceiling in front of him, still a little confused.

He glanced sideways at the familiar furnishings around him, as well as the bedside lamp he had chosen by himself before, and was taken aback for a moment, then instantly realized where he was now.

Jiang Zhiyu has been watching him by the bed, and when he saw him move, he leaned over with a concerned face: "Shen Heng, you woke up, do you feel uncomfortable or dizzy?"

Shen Heng sat up from the bed, took two steps back, and distanced himself from Jiang Zhiyu. He stared at Jiang Zhiyu's face in disbelief, unable to speak a word.

"I cooked a pot of porridge, and I'll serve some for you." Jiang Zhiyu lowered his head, Shen Heng's resentful and panicked eyes made his face burn, and he didn't even have the courage to just look at each other.

He turned around and left the bedroom. Shen Heng quickly got out of bed. He searched all over his body and checked all the places beside the bed but couldn't find his mobile phone or any communication tool. It seems that Jiang Zhiyu hid it for him. Woke up.

He unscrewed the bedroom door and went downstairs, just in time to meet Jiang Zhiyu carrying a bowl and was about to come up, he didn't even look at it, hurried downstairs, shook off Jiang Zhiyu's hand that was going to hold him, and ran to The door, but found that no matter how to open the door.

"I changed the combination lock." Jiang Zhiyu held the porridge bowl in both hands, whispered, his expression and movements were like a child who did something wrong, but the words he said were almost cruel: "The door is also locked, can you get out?" go."

Shen Heng glared at him angrily, leaning against the cold door, with an expression close to despair, he smiled wryly: "You said you knew you were wrong, you would change, you would respect me, is this the way you respect me? "

"I'm sorry." Jiang Zhiyu apologized to him in a low voice, and he walked up to Shen Heng, "It's almost night now, you should have something to eat first."

The bowl of porridge in his hand was researched after studying online tutorials for an afternoon. It has been cooked for a long time and has a bit of a burnt taste, but it is still barely drinkable.

Shen Heng stared at the bowl of porridge for a few seconds, twitched the corner of his mouth ironically, and waved Jiang Zhiyu's hand away, Jiang Zhiyu was caught off guard, the snow-white porridge spilled all over the floor, and the bowl was also smashed into pieces of broken porcelain piece.

"Get lost." Shen Heng stared into his eyes, finished word by word, turned and went upstairs under Jiang Zhiyu's sad eyes.

He searched every room upstairs, and searched all the corners where things might be hidden, but he couldn't find his mobile phone. He leaned against the wall of the study room tiredly, when he heard Jiang Zhiyu come in.

"Shen Heng." Jiang Zhiyu called him.

Shen Heng didn't move, staring blankly at the floor in front of him, turning a deaf ear to his words.

Jiang Zhiyu stepped forward to hug him sadly, ignoring Shen Heng's struggling movements, put his face close to his shoulder, and took a deep breath: "I don't want to do this either, I'm sorry, I really miss you, I miss you these days I miss you all the time, Shen Heng, forgive me."

"Forgive you." Shen Heng seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke, he laughed, his laughter was sad and bitter: "What do I forgive you, forgive you for using me as a double for four years, forgive you for repeating the same thing again and again Humiliation, forgive you for giving me this extra scar on my chest, or forgive you for locking me up now?"

He was exhausted, and stood there wearily, without even the energy to get angry: "I forgive you, who will let me go."

Jiang Zhiyu hugged him tightly, although the body in his arms was warm and soft, but he couldn't feel any warmth, Shen Heng's tone was cold, and he was so frozen that he couldn't move from his heart to his body.

"I..." Jiang Zhiyu was stuck in his throat, and his voice became hoarse because of the extreme sadness: "You can hit me, scold me, you can do it, I will leave the same scar for you, and I will take the pain you have tasted and suffered. I will suffer all the sins, will you forgive me, will you feel more comfortable?"

Shen Heng didn't move for a while, but said slowly in that extremely calm tone that made Jiang Zhiyu feel flustered: "Stop doing meaningless things."

Jiang Zhiyu kissed him on the cheek, and whispered aggrievedly: "It's meaningful, everything related to you is meaningful."

Shen Heng sneered in his heart.

He definitely can't get out now, but he feels that within a day or two, Song Chenghao should sense something is wrong and run out to find him.He didn't waste any more words and energy with Jiang Zhiyu, but just sat in the bedroom silently, not wanting to move or make a sound.

Jiang Zhiyu went to take a cold shower, sat beside Shen Heng with a body of cold steam, and hugged his waist.Shen Heng didn't resist, and let him hold her there.

The two just sat in silence all the time, maintaining an intimate posture. Jiang Zhiyu occasionally said a few words in his ear, and the hope in his eyes was answered, but Shen Heng seemed to be unable to hear or feel it. Ignore him and don't move.

"I'm sleepy." Jiang Zhiyu's tone was sleepy. He stayed up all day and night yesterday, and he didn't sleep well after Shen Heng left. The person who thinks about the night, he unconsciously feels comfortable and at ease.

Shen Heng got off the bed, turned around and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Zhiyu's eyes suddenly became clear, and he grabbed his wrist.

"You sleep, I'll go to the living room." Shen Heng said coldly.

Jiang Zhiyu's sense of disappointment suddenly became very strong, and he whispered, "You stay here."

Shen Heng shook off his hand, and before he could take a step, he was hugged by his waist and fell onto the bed.

He struggled violently, grabbed Jiang Zhiyu's arm and bit down hard. He tasted blood in his mouth, but Jiang Zhiyu just grunted, gritting his teeth to endure the pain.

"I won't move you. I haven't slept well for a long time since you left." When he calmed down, Jiang Zhiyu hugged him from behind, raised his arm and looked at the deep tooth mark on his hand , let out a low laugh: "Does this count as leaving me with a scar?"

Shen Heng ignored him.

"I really miss you." Jiang Zhiyu put his arms around Shen Heng, narrowed his eyes, and whispered, "When will you like me again?"