The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

After two days, Liang Fu opened the door of the apartment and walked in. What he saw was garbage and wine bottles all over the floor.

There was an unpleasant smell of alcohol and cigarettes in the air, he frowned, walked towards the sleeping person on the sofa, kicked the foot of the sofa, "Jiang Muye, wake up."

Jiang Muye was awakened by the noise, put his hands on his eyes to cover the light, and said in a muffled voice, "Get out, don't bother me."

The people on the sofa are depressed and negative, and they look impetuous.

Liang Fu spat, and forcibly grabbed Jiang Muye by the collar and pulled him up, "Fuck, I really can't see people like you, who are going to die for some love, get out of here!"

"Get out!" Jiang Muye broke away from Liang Fu, opened his slightly swollen eyes after only sleeping for two or three hours, and leaned his head on the back of the sofa to calm himself.

His head was aching after a hangover, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.

Leaning on the sofa, Liang Fu asked him, "Have something to eat and go out to play?"

"No, I'm not in the mood to entertain you, get out!" Jiang Muye grabbed a handful of hair and threw the pillow beside him angrily.

Liang Fu turned his head away and laughed.

"Okay, I don't want this one anymore?" He said as he walked over and fished the pendant in his hand to Jiang Muye.

The crystal clear jade plate and the lifelike broken-winged bird were exactly the one that Jiang Muye couldn't find after searching for days.

He turned his gaze to follow Yu, grabbed it, held it in his palm with a treasure, and then stared at Liang Fu with a wary face, "Why are you here?!"

"Fuck." Liang Fu looked at his dead face with disdain, "You fucking threw it yourself, why don't you ask someone to pick it up?"

"I..." Jiang Muye choked up for a moment when he thought of the idiot he was when he threw the jade, but still looked at Liang Fu suspiciously.

Liang Fu clasped his hands and clicked his tongue lightly: "Okay, I'm lying to you, I met your aunt when I came here, she said you might be looking for this, so I asked her to give me the jade, and sent her not to use it today gone."

"Yeah." Jiang Muye nodded, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he turned his face away and hummed softly.

Liang Fu raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Such a treasure, did that Xueba get it for you? Why do I look so similar to Su Ruan's?"

Jiang Muye gave him a look of "you know what?", and murmured in a low voice, "It's different."

"Okay." Liang Fu nodded, too lazy to argue with the person opposite, he turned around and glanced at the door, and asked, "Your door lock has been changed? What is this now, the birthday of that student?"

"No." Jiang Muye lowered his head and fiddled with the pendant, carefully hung it around his neck again, thought for a while and said, "I don't know what it means either."

But it is indeed Xie Xingzhou who wants to change it. Since it is a very important day for Xie Xingzhou, then he should use it. At least he can keep some traces of Xie Xingzhou's living in this house.

Liang Fu nodded, looked around the apartment, and asked, "What are you going to do? Just do nothing every day and run away from everything like a coward?"

In the past few days, Jiang Muye hardly left this room. If Yang Ziao didn't find something was wrong and asked Liang Fu to come in and take a look, the team would think he died at home.

Jiang Muye glanced at Liang Fu, but said nothing.

He didn't think he was escaping, he just couldn't accept it all at once, and felt a little uncomfortable.

He tried to numb himself with drinking and sleeping, thinking that in a few days... a few days before slowly accepting Xie Xingzhou's words that night.

But even if it is simply mentioned by the third person now, he still feels a little short of breath, covering his face and leaning on the sofa in silence for a long time.

Only now did he know that it would be so uncomfortable to really love someone, but he couldn't find a reason to blame Xie Xingzhou, because the root of all this was caused by him alone——

If he didn't use Su Ruan as an excuse to deceive himself at the beginning, he wouldn't have become more and more entangled with Xie Xingzhou until he couldn't extricate himself in the end.

But on second thought, if he was asked not to meet Xie Xingzhou in the first place, would he accept it?

The answer is naturally no, he is not reconciled.

Xie Xingzhou's eyes were so bright when he saw him, his appearance was so beautiful under him, and his voice was so touching when he called his name, how could he accept that Xie Xingzhou didn't love him, how could he be willing that Xie Xingzhou had another person in his heart...

Liang Fu knew the answer just by looking at Jiang Muye's appearance - it would be foolish to ask him to leave now.

He sighed, sat down on the sofa, and said, "I checked for you. The owner of the bookstore is not from Luohai City. He has been traveling to and from various surrounding cities over the years, and he can't stay in every place." Long, I met Xie Xingzhou not long ago after I came to live in Luohai City, and it was the first time they met at that time."

Hearing the words, Jiang Muye slowly turned his head to look at him, and denied, "No, they should have known each other a long time ago...it should be before they knew me."

"So this is the strange thing." Liang Fu said, "According to Xie Xingzhou, they knew each other before, and now they should be reunited after a long absence, but the boss' brother said that they just met Xie Xingzhou."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Muye frowned.

Liang Fu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "How about saying that love makes people stupid, which means... that Yu Ze, forget about Xie Xingzhou now."

Jiang Muye was stunned when he heard the words, unable to recover for a long time.

"What, are you stupid?" Liang Fu raised his eyebrows, and was about to say that he was coming from behind, since he forgot, there is an opportunity for him to take advantage of it.

However, Jiang Muye rubbed the jade plate on his heart, and said to himself in a low voice: "Forget...then Xie Xingzhou is also suffering now..."

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed at himself, looked up at Liang Fu, and asked bewilderedly, "Do you think he feels as sad as I do now?"

Probably not, forgetting that there is still a chance to remember, but if you don’t love, you don’t love.

Xie Xingzhou doesn't love him, he really feels bad.

"Fuck, you're fucking sick!" Liang Fu stood up from the sofa speechlessly, looking at the person in front of him like an idiot.

Liang Fu was so angry that he turned around and wanted to leave, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you, I went to play with little brother Tangtang!"

"Wait." Jiang Muye called out to stop him.

Liang Fu turned his head.

Jiang Muye's face suddenly became very serious, and he said, "Help me find out why that Yu Ze forgot, his background... and their previous relationship."

"Okay, got it." Liang Fu whistled with a smile.

He knew that Jiang Muye could easily let go of what Jiang Muye believed in.

Not to mention that Yu Ze forgot Xie Xingzhou, even if they reunited after a long absence, Jiang Muye, a bastard, could do things like stealing love.

After Jiang Muye explained to Liang Fu, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and leaned back on the sofa again.

After a while, he grabbed the clothes at his heart suddenly, his face was very ugly.

Liang Fu was startled, approached him, and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you, don't you really have a problem."

Jiang Muye slowed down, waved his hand at Liang Fu, and said with restraint: "It's okay."

He had an old problem. He escaped from a fire before and inhaled some poisonous gas. There was something wrong with his pulmonary circulation. Although Jiang Wenshan used all his resources to make his lungs almost healed, his systemic circulation was affected, and his heart would burst out from time to time. A little bug.

This feeling of heart throbbing has been happening for a long time. The last time was when Duan Jingcheng came to his house and made a fuss, almost hurting Jiang Wenshan.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Liang Fu asked suspiciously, "Don't put half your life in it just for Xie Xingzhou."

Jiang Muye rubbed his heart and sneered, "Am I that weak? It's okay, get out."

"Hey, I'm going to be a donkey with good intentions. I'm leaving." Liang Fu put it in his pocket, turned and left.

Jiang Muye reminded him: "Remember what I said."

"Got it, don't worry!"

……

After Liang Fu left, Jiang Muye lay alone on the sofa again, lighting a cigarette, taking a puff from time to time, soaking himself in the lingering smoke.

A cigarette was burned out, and the phone rang.

Jiang Muye didn't want to bother, but he caught a glimpse of the words "Red Mansion Nursing Home" on the screen, so he picked up the cigarette end and picked it up.

"Master Jiang, we have prepared to transfer Mrs. Duan to the Luohai branch according to your instructions, but Mrs. Duan was very uncooperative and started to make a fuss again. The situation is much more serious than the suicide last time. Why don't you come back and help me?" , she only recognizes you now..."

Jiang Muye's frown deepened, and he said in a deep voice, "I see, I'll be back tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Muye threw himself on the sofa with all his strength, feeling very upset.

Why is Duan Jingcheng still not recovering?

If it can make her better, he is willing to return her son's life.

But such an idea is futile, and it is often said that it is hypocrisy.

Because the other party can never be resurrected from the dead, he, the rescued, will always be a sinner.

The jade plate on his heart was already warmed by body temperature, Jiang Muye took it out of his collar, put it on his lips and kissed it gently.

When he ran into a heartless Xie Xingzhou, he awoke from a dream of pride and conceit, but his wishful thinking was not dead yet.

He didn't believe that he would never get Xie Xingzhou in his life, if he couldn't get it, it would take his whole life.

It has been a week since the report, and the business in Yipin Bookstore is better than usual.

Xie Xingzhou not only helped the store arrange the books, but also learned several beverages from brother Ma. Today, brother Ma asked for half a day off, and the task of making drinks fell on him and Duan Jize.

Yu Tangtang ordered food at the bar, passing small tickets in from the small window from time to time.

Xie Xingzhou put a cup of Strawberry Probiotics in a plastic seal and handed it out, and finally couldn't help asking the people around him: "Brother, have you read that picture album?"

Duan Jize paused his hands pounding the orange juice, and said, "I watch it every day."

"Then have you..." Xie Xingzhou nervously squeezed the handle of the ice cream machine.

Duan Jize lowered his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice, "Xing Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm still..."

"I know, it's okay." Xie Xingzhou interrupted him, and started pressing ice cream.

He pressed the ice cream, held out the small window, turned his head to Duan Jize, smiled with reddish eyes, and said, "I can wait."

Duan Jize felt a little uncomfortable. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Xingzhou, your paintings are very good. I heard that you are very famous in school, isn't it?"

"I..." Xie Xingzhou was a little embarrassed, and hesitated.

"Brother Xingzhou, someone is looking for you!" Yu Tangtang suddenly poked his head out of the small window.

Xie Xingzhou was interrupted, startled, the drink in his hand almost spilled out.

Duan Jize took it over and smiled at him, "Go, it might be your friend."

"Okay." Xie Xingzhou wiped his hands slowly, delaying the time.

He had a bad feeling and didn't want to go out, after all, he didn't have many friends.