I made the hero cry after being dressed as a double

When he came out of the hospital, it was exactly noon, and the scorching sun shone straight over, making Wen Heng feel like his whole body was going to burn.

The moment his brain froze, a car stopped in front of him, and the car window lowered to reveal Qu Mubai's cold and delicate face,

"boarding."

Wen Heng didn't speak, just opened the co-pilot silently and sat in.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and it was cool, which relieved the burning sensation on his skin a bit.

Both of them were silent at the same time, Wen Heng didn't speak, leaning his head against the window, staring out of the window, watching the rapidly changing scenery, lost in thought.

Why is it him?

Thinking back to his previous life, he crawled over by himself, but when he was about to graduate from senior year and had already found a job in advance, God made a fucking joke, he wore it.

The same orphan character, the same carefree, the difference is that the current life is like being installed with a countdown stopwatch, and when the pointer returns to zero, he will be gone.

Ah.

Wen Heng thought it was ridiculous and grinned, but felt uncomfortable for a while.

The people of the Qiao family have already offended, but they probably won't give up easily. The person next to him is just using him as a substitute. There is a high probability that there is no hope, so what should he do?In the collision between capital and ordinary college students, how should he win?

The fingertips kept tapping on the knee, Wen Heng didn't show it on the face, but he couldn't stop thinking in his heart.

"Why don't you say it?"

The sudden sound from the side made Wen Heng, who was in awe, unable to react for a while, and after a moment of stupefaction, he realized what Qu Mubai asked. He rubbed his swollen temples, with a calm tone,

"It's all over, it's all over."

"How to solve it?"

Wen Heng could hear the suppressed anger in his voice, but he didn't understand where this anger came from, and why he got angry at him for no reason.

"Don't mention it after it's over." Wen Heng was also agitated for a while, and didn't want to speak too much.

"squeak--"

The vehicle was stopped suddenly, and it was about to stop after a black mark was thrown on the road. Qu Mubai violently pulled his tie twice, took two deep breaths before speaking,

"Then do you have any questions?"

"No."

"good very good."

Wen Heng was inexplicable, and turned to look at Qu Mubai, only to find that the collar of this man's shirt had been damaged by the man's violent behavior just now, and his black eyes, which felt that they could not hold anything, were glowing red at the moment, and there was still a bit of unexplained in them. The grievance dissipated.

This kind of him has never been shown in front of people, and Wen Heng couldn't help but be stunned.

"you……"

"It's okay." Qu Mubai closed his eyes, buried all his emotions in his heart and restarted the car.

It's just that the car stopped heading towards the apartment, turned a corner, and arrived at the gate of Beijing in ten minutes.

Both of them held back their energy, and Wen Heng didn't want to speak first, but after getting out of the car, the car in front of him kicked the accelerator and sped away, leaving only a burst of heartache in the car exhaust.

Qu Mubai in the car was not much calmer than him. A phone call passed, but the person on the other side was still asleep.

"Master Qu, it's only 12 o'clock, what are you doing?"

"Come out for a drink."

"Now?!"

"Well, meet at the Red Pavilion."

"what!"

Regardless of the other party's wailing, as soon as the accelerator was stepped on, the vehicle drove towards the target.

The Red House, the largest bar in Beidu, Qu Mubai handed over the key to the waiting waiter, and opened the door to Yong Ye.

Even in the daytime, the place is still very lively, with the changing flickering lights in conjunction with the deafening music, the crowd swaying and dancing in the center of the dance floor, the wine glasses colliding everywhere, the smoky space, and the depraved and thirsty hearts are satisfied here.

Qu Mubai had just arrived, his eyes were indifferent, and compared with the crazy crowd, he looked extremely out of place.

"Mubai, here." Lu Zhiming, who most likely slept upstairs, waved at him, looked at the man's messy clothes, raised his eyebrows,

"Yo, is this still that delicate ditty?"

He and Qu Mubai were young, and according to the old people, they had been friends since they wore open crotch pants. They were used to his neatly dressed young master, and this was the first time they saw such a wild outfit.

"What's the matter? Call me to drink in broad daylight."

Qu Mubai didn't speak, he drank the whiskey on the tea table in one gulp, stared at the ice cubes left in the glass, with a forbearing tone,

"Zhiming, I found him."

The explosive information made Lu Zhiming's eyes widen unconsciously, but before he could ask,

The man next to him slammed himself into the sofa, covering his eyes with his right hand, his voice trembling uncontrollably,

"But he really doesn't remember me."