The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

"He's outside the store!" Yu Tangtang pointed Xie Xingzhou to the corner facing the plane tree outside the door.

Xie Xingzhou looked out the door, Yang Ziao was standing under the tree, waving at him anxiously.

This person must have come for Jiang Muye again, Xie Xingzhou hesitated and didn't really want to go out.

At this time, Yu Tangtang stretched out his neck from behind the bar and asked curiously, "Brother Xingzhou, is he your friend? Why don't you come in and sit in the shop?"

Xie Xingzhou regained his senses, pushed Yu Tangtang back to the bar, and told him: "Be careful, don't climb so high, I'll go out and have a look."

"Okay." Yu Tangtang pursed his lips and watched Xie Xingzhou go out.

Yang Ziao was walking up and down under the tree, looking anxious, when he saw Xie Xingzhou coming out, he hurried up to meet him.

"Thank you senior!" he said loudly.

Xie Xingzhou asked him calmly, "What's the matter?"

Yang Ziao looked even more anxious, scratching his head and said, "The captain hasn't been to school for a week. Senior Guan Cheng went to his apartment to see, but no one opened the door, and no one answered the phone. We are all worried about him. I want to ask if you can contact him. Senior Xie, have you seen the captain these days?"

"No." Xie Xingzhou remained expressionless, not flustered when he heard that Jiang Muye had lost contact.

They are all mature adults, he doesn't think Jiang Muye has been hit so badly that he can just disappear.

"Then..." Yang Ziao obviously didn't expect Xie Xingzhou to be so indifferent, he choked up for a while, and then said again: "Then can you ask the senior to go to the captain's apartment, I heard that you have the password of his house. "

Xie Xingzhou listened quietly, but said: "He and I are not even friends now, you should find someone else."

After that, he turned around to go back to the shop.

Seeing this, Yang Ziao blurted out anxiously: "Senior Xie, aren't you afraid that something will happen to the captain because of you?!"

Xie Xingzhou paused with his back.

He was seriously thinking about whether Jiang Muye's actions were due to him, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone's white sneakers not hidden properly at the corner.

It's still a brand that someone you know likes to wear.

Xie Xingzhou laughed from the bottom of his heart—Jiang Muye was as naive as ever.

He turned his head, smiled faintly at Yang Ziao, and said in a word: "Then wait until he dies, and then come to me."

After all, he didn't stop, turned around and pushed open the door of the store and walked in.

"die……"

Yang Ziao was frightened by Xie Xingzhou's smile and heartless words, and he didn't recover for a while.

It wasn't until the harsh sound of sneakers rubbing against the ground came from the corner that he turned pale and walked towards Jiang Muye.

Yang Ziao lowered his head and said cautiously: "I'm sorry Captain, I didn't know Senior Xie would say that, otherwise I wouldn't have come up with such a bad idea..."

"Understood, get out." Jiang Muye leaned his head against the wall with a hurt face, not in the mood to talk to the person in front of him at all.

He thought about Xie Xingzhou's last words for a long time, clenched his fists hanging by his side tightly, he couldn't believe that Xie Xingzhou would be so ruthless.

"Captain..." Yang Ziao's face turned red, his head almost dropped to the road.

Jiang Muye glanced at him coldly, "Get lost!"

"Then... the captain, be careful when you go back, I'll go first!"

Yang Ziao looked worriedly at the black eyes in Jiang Muye's eyes and said, he ran away before Jiang Muye got angry.

There were few people walking around the corner, Jiang Muye leaned against the wall for a while, feeling that his heart was very blocked, he took out a cigarette from his pocket with trembling hands and lit it.

Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw a no-smoking sign posted at the end of Yipin Bookstore from the corner of his eye.

He froze for a moment, then put down his cigarette, walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi.

The taxi quickly stopped at your feet.

The master turned his head and glanced at the ignorant man in the back seat, and couldn't help but said: "Young man, pay attention to safety, I stood so close just now, if I didn't have good driving skills, I would have rubbed against you!"

Jiang Muye didn't respond.

The driver shook his head and sighed, started to play the watch, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Luohai Hongfu Sanatorium." Jiang Muye leaned his head on the back of the back seat, his voice hoarse.

Seeing this, the driver put away his thoughts of chatting and concentrating on driving.

Two days ago, Jiang Muye personally went back to the capital to appease Duan Jingcheng, and took her to the Luohai City Division.

The Luohai City Division has just been established, and the surrounding scenery is pleasant, which is very suitable for long-term recuperation.Moreover, there are not many patients in the division, and the manager is a subordinate who used to work under Jiang Wenshan, so he is reliable.

After he received Jiang Muye's order to take special care of Duan Jingcheng, he attached great importance to it, and almost used the best resources of the whole hospital on Duan Jingcheng.

The car stopped at the Nursing Home in Hongfu District, Luohai City. Just as Jiang Muye got out of the car, Zhang Bo, the manager of the district, had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Master Jiang, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Mrs. Duan is in a stable condition today. I heard that you are coming to see her today. I was so happy that I took a nap early. I guess I am awake now." Zhang Bo respectfully waited in Jiangmu wild side.

Jiang Muye frowned: "Don't call me that, I don't follow my father's tricks, just call me Jiang Muye."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Zhang Bo responded, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, he just led Jiang Muye to Duan Jingcheng's ward.

The two stopped at the door of the ward, and Zhang Bo was about to open the door to enter, when he saw Duan Jingcheng in the room sitting on the bed through the small window, fiddling with bloody hands, but the nurse was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Bo was taken aback, and turned to look at Jiang Muye in fear.

"Is this the stable condition you said?" Jiang Muye's complexion plummeted, he glared at Zhang Bo, and immediately opened the door to enter.

"My son is coming to see me today, and I'm going to sew gloves for him... the fire must be very painful, and it won't hurt when he puts on gloves. I'm going to sew one for him, and it'll be over soon..."

Duan Jingcheng lowered her head and muttered to herself like a demon, holding a lot of extremely thin needles and piercing the rags in her hand. The blood stained the quilt into a ball the size of a bowl.

The scene was shocking, Jiang Muye couldn't help closing his eyes.

Zhang Bo rushed over to take the dangerous needle ball away from Duan Jingcheng's body, and persuaded him, "Mrs. Duan, who is here? I don't want this one anymore, give it to me..."

"Don't touch my son's gloves!" Duan Jingcheng broke away from his hand and stared at him fiercely.

Jiang Muye waved to Zhang Bo to signal him to go out, approached Duan Jingcheng alone, carefully touched her hand covered with pinholes, and whispered: "It's me, I'm here, is this for me?"

Duan Jingcheng looked at him in a daze for a while, then suddenly pushed him away vigorously, and cursed: "Get out! It's not for you, it's for my son! Don't try to snatch it, don't try to snatch it from anyone..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and began to prick the needle again.

Jiang Muye stabilized his footsteps, bent down and continued to comfort her: "I am your son, look at me."

"You're not! You're not!" Duan Jingcheng yelled, her slapping and shoving movements became more violent.

Jiang Muye didn't hide, and endured her madness——

Duan Jingcheng's condition is serious again, at least before seeing him, he would calm down, but now he can't recognize him immediately.

"My son's gloves will be ready soon, you all get out! Don't try to snatch them from me..." Duan Jingcheng hid the cloth ball full of silver needles in her arms, and several of them almost pierced the skin on her hands Wearing it, she didn't even feel it.

Jiang Muye tried to get close to her again, but she kept screaming and struggling violently, constantly hurting herself.

"Look at me!" During the struggle, Jiang Muye grabbed the ball of cloth regardless of the needles in his hands, stared straight into Duan Jingcheng's eyes, and lowered his head to call her: "Mom, don't be afraid, it's me, I'm the one with the gloves." Dai, no one will snatch it."

Duan Jingcheng calmed down in an instant with the eloquent address. She froze and burst into tears.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since no one called her that.

"What did you call me? Who are you?" Duan Jingcheng looked at Jiang Muye, his eyes gradually cleared up, but he didn't know if he was sober.

Jiang Muye has never seen his mother since he can remember, and he can't remember how many years he hasn't called "Mom". Never called it that.

He thought that he would never be able to scream in his life, but seeing Duan Jingcheng hurt himself so much, he still couldn't help screaming with red eyes.

Jiang Muye took Duan Jingcheng who had calmed down into his arms, patted her on the back, and called out again comfortingly: "Mom."

Duan Jingcheng cried when she heard the sound, hugged Jiang Muye tightly and murmured: "Son, my son, mom misses you so much..."

Jiang Muye felt sour and took a deep breath.

Not long after, Duan Jingcheng became happy, she was no longer crazy, but she looked like a child, obviously still immersed in the crazy world, but her mood was stable anyway.

She pulled Jiang Muye to talk, and said what she had for breakfast, and there were birds singing outside the door when she was taking a nap...

At the end of the chat, she took another look at the cloth ball full of needles in her hand, then took it over, grabbed Jiang Muye's hand, and said expectantly: "Son, the gloves that mother sewed for you, you wear them for mother Look, okay..."

Jiang Muye took a look at the needlepoint covered with lumps, stretched out his hand calmly, nodded and smiled, "Okay."

Duan Jingcheng immediately laughed happily, took a cloth ball and put it on Jiang Muye's hand, the needle tip scratched Jiang Muye's skin, moved up with difficulty, and forcibly cut countless bloody mouths on the palm and back of his hand.

Jiang Muye groaned in pain, watching the cloth ball slowly being stained red by his own blood, but remained silent, and raised his head to show a gratified smile to Duan Jingcheng's childlike demeanor.

In the afternoon, Brother Ma went back to the shop, Xie Xingzhou came out of the small kitchen and went to the bar to take over the order from Yu Tangtang.

On the way, a female student walked into the store. Instead of ordering food, she put a book and notebook in front of him and said, "Hello, I heard that you live with Jiang Muye. This class is over." The class is over, but Jiang Muye didn't come, the exam is about to start, the teacher asked me to give him his book and notes, and remind him of the exam, but I can't reach him, please do me a favor, just tell him , if he doesn’t hand in the usual homework and take the exam, he will fail this course, and if he fails, he will have to wait until the next year to retake it, or he will have to postpone his completion.”

The girl finished speaking in one breath, Xie Xingzhou didn't have a chance to interrupt her.

When she finally finished speaking and Xie Xingzhou wanted to remind her to find someone else, she had already left without looking back.

Xie Xingzhou looked at the girl's back and hesitated to speak, but finally did not chase her out.

He withdrew his gaze and landed on an economics book that he didn't quite understand.

He did remember this—although Jiang Muye spent all his time on the team, he majored in economics in college.

Xie Xingzhou turned the pages of the book, and saw Jiang Muye's name was written on the first page in a flying style. The writing was vigorous and powerful, in line with Jiang Muye's unruly character.

It's just that the word "Mu" has too many strokes, and Jiang Muye was obviously impatient with writing, and many strokes were omitted.

Xie Xingzhou stared at the name for a long time, forgetting what he was doing.

Duan Jize came over at some point and reminded him: "Xing Zhou, what are you looking at? There are guests."

"Oh, good." Xie Xingzhou closed the pages of the book in a panic, his eyelashes fluttered quickly, and hurriedly turned around to order for the guests.

Duan Jize smiled, his vision was blocked by the suddenly closed pages, but he still saw the words "Jiang Muye".

He didn't say anything, just lowered his head and wiped the bar.

After Xie Xingzhou ordered dinner, Duan Jize said again: "Xingzhou, if you have something to do in the afternoon, go and do it first, there are not many things in the store."

"I'm fine." Xie Xingzhou said, "There is still more than an hour of afternoon class."

"Let's take a seat first." Duan Jize insisted, "Study is important."

As he spoke, he handed the books and notebooks to Xie Xingzhou.

Xie Xingzhou was startled, took it over calmly, nodded hesitantly and took off his apron, "Okay, then I'll go to class first."

"Yeah." Duan Jize looked at Xie Xingzhou's back and walked out of the shop, then lowered his head and sighed.

He actually knew that the possibility of him remembering it was very small, and he didn't want to delay Xie Xingzhou, but he couldn't say this, because no matter what he said, it would be a kind of harm.

Xie Xingzhou went straight to the gym with the books and notebooks in his arms.

The weather is good today, the autumn air is crisp, and the team members are training on the outdoor basketball court outside the gymnasium.

Xie Xingzhou stood outside the fence and looked carefully for a while. He saw Yang Ziao and Zhao Lin among the crowd, but he didn't see the person he was looking for.

Normally, Jiang Muye, as the captain, should be present at this kind of training camp, but he wasn't there today.

In the morning, he and Yang Ziao co-authored to come to the book club to trick him...

Remembering the teasing in the morning, Xie Xingzhou couldn't help snorting, and raised his feet to walk into the gymnasium.

A familiar figure came oncoming.

Guan Cheng blocked his way and said, "Brother Mu is not in the hall."

"Then I'll trouble you to give these to him." Xie Xingzhou thought it was just a coincidence, and didn't say anything, just handed the book in his hand to the person in front of him.

Guan Cheng refused to answer, and his attitude towards Xie Xingzhou was not as good as usual. He said with a cold face: "I heard about the matter between you and Brother Mu. Xie Xingzhou, I thought it was Brother Mu who was sorry for you, so many I have been helping you all the time, but you not only lied to Brother Mu, but also lied to the friends in the team who treat you sincerely."

Guan Cheng took a deep breath as he spoke, and continued: "Xie Xingzhou, you pretended too well. We never thought that you were not sincere to Brother Mu. Don't blame us for being brothers with Brother Mu for so many years. We now blame you."

"I know, I didn't want you to forgive me." Xie Xingzhou's expression was also flat, "This is between me and him. We probably won't be friends anymore. I don't want to explain to you. I'm sorry."

Guan Cheng nodded and said, "In this case, you should go to Brother Mu and explain it yourself. He hasn't been in the team for many days. I heard that he has an old heart problem. We are all worried about him."

Xie Xingzhou nodded and took back the book he handed out, then turned and left without any fluctuation.

Guan Cheng looked at his indifferent back and clenched his fists.

He stopped Xie Xingzhou, gritted his teeth, and said, "Xie Xingzhou, you don't really think that you and Brother Mu have always used each other, do you? Don't underestimate your ability to seduce people, Brother Mu has never treated you like that." The original feelings."

Xie Xingzhou paused, but said nothing, and continued walking towards the teaching building after a while.

The afternoon class was a boring theory class. Xie Xingzhou sat in the back seat with Jiang Muye's book in hand.

After one class, there was not a word in his notebook, but he stared at the incomprehensible economics book in a daze.

What a soft heart.

He shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, stood up, skipped class with his book and left.

……

Xie Xingzhou stood in front of the cold black door for a long time. After a while, he opened the door lock shell and tried to enter the string of numbers 10241024.

"Drip, welcome home—" The sound of successful unlocking sounded, and the automatic door opened a crack.

Xie Xingzhou was slightly stunned, and hesitantly opened the door and walked in. As soon as he entered, he was frowned by the pungent smell of alcohol and smoke.

He took a step forward, and there was a "click" under his feet. He kicked something, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a finished beer can.

Xie Xingzhou bent down to pick up the empty soda can, threw it into the trash can at the door, and continued walking into the living room.

Immediately, he saw wine bottles and cigarette butts all over the room. He didn't know what Jiang Muye was doing. The good high-end apartment was turned into a home for homeless people.

"Jiang Muye." Xie Xingzhou looked around, there didn't seem to be anyone in the room, so he tried to call out.

But the room was silent, and no one responded.

Xie Xingzhou was slightly stunned, and absurd thoughts came to his mind—look at the mess of the room, so many wine bottles and cigarette butts, I don’t know if it was the result of a few days, and the possibility of Jiang Muye’s death here is not out of the question .

He held his breath and walked towards the door of the bedroom, every step he took was careful and difficult to avoid the wine bottles on the ground.

Finally standing at the door of the bedroom, Xie Xingzhou was about to press the doorknob, but suddenly there was a sound behind him, he was startled, and was about to turn around.

Overwhelmed by a familiar aura, Xie Xingzhou was embraced from behind, and a pair of bandaged hands were placed on his waist.

The blue veins on the arm that were stretched out by the bandage were clear and familiar.

Jiang Muye rested his chin on his shoulder, his voice was hoarse, but he couldn't hide the joy in his tone——

"Didn't you just want to see me after I die?"

The author has something to say:

I found that Duobao left after watching Gong and knew that he was a stand-in

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