The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

Drops of water hanging from the corner of the sink fell drop by drop and hit the travertine floor of the bathroom, making a slight muffled sound.

"Duan...what?"

Jiang Muye froze by the door, his face pale from lack of oxygen, like a fish that can't breathe when it lands.

He clenched tightly to the smooth edge of the sink, took a breath as if waking up from a nightmare, and became a fool who had just learned to breathe, carefully sucking in the meager air.

Xie Xingzhou was drunk and raving intermittently, and after calling that taboo name, he couldn't speak clearly.

But he still hugged Jiang Muye's waist relyingly, as if he was hugging his closest lover.

There were soft and soft kisses on Adam's apple and chest, but Jiang Muye didn't dare to move at all.

Even though there was no hot water in the bathroom, he felt that his eyes were foggy and he couldn't see everything around him clearly. He felt unreal to the point of absurdity.

Xie Xingzhou ruthlessly bit his collarbone.

Jiang Muye recovered from the pain, and subconsciously raised his hand to hold Xie Xingzhou's shoulder blades, but he didn't dare to use any force, he just pulled Xie Xingzhou into his arms.

He leaned his head against the wet bathroom wall, closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the sourness fermenting in his heart and nose, but to no avail, his eyes turned red in embarrassment.

The pain on the collarbone gradually subsided, Xie Xingzhou's breathing was steady, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Jiang Muye bent down and picked him up horizontally, put him on the hospital bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Xie Xingzhou didn't sleep well, the smell of alcohol was washed off his body indiscriminately, but the drunkenness made his cheeks flushed, nestled in the hospital's not-so-soft pillow, a lump of soft flesh was pressed out.

Jiang Muye stretched out his hand to straighten his head, he grunted and turned back to bury it.

"never mind."

Jiang Muye laughed and pinched Xie Xingzhou's face.

It was cold at night, so he put on some clothes, opened the door of the ward lightly, and went to the corridor of the hospital to call Liang Fu.

Liang Fu hadn't slept yet, he left the noisy crowd and found a quiet place.

"I haven't slept so late, why?" He promised to help Jiang Muye find out about the unknown Yu Ze last time, but he didn't find out, so he didn't have time to tell Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye gave a faint "hmm", feeling very depressed.

Liang Fu's mood of talking nonsense stopped in time, and he talked about serious business: "Yu Ze and Yu Tangtang have no relatives or close acquaintances, and it is almost impossible to find out their past, but in the hospital in Yutangtang's hometown, we found Tai Ze's medical records. , The injury on his body should be burns, but I can’t find the local fire records that year, so I’ll try again.”

"No need, just check the fire in the game city four years ago." Jiang Muye said.

Liang Fu was stunned for a long time, hesitatingly said: "The game city...isn't it the one you experienced back then?"

Jiang Muye breathed out in silence, without speaking.

"I see. I'll go and investigate the victims whose identities were not confirmed back then. If you hurry up, I'll give you the results tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Jiang Muye hung up the phone, staring blankly at the dark corridor.

The dark corridor is winding and long, and the depth is like a monster with a bloody mouth, attracting people who are teetering on the edge of the cliff to jump down.

Things that you don't want to believe may be the truth.

Jiang Muye suddenly wanted to smoke, but he couldn't find the cigarette case in his pocket, and in a blink of an eye he saw a no-smoking sign on the wall.

He scratched his hair impatiently, feeling his heart scratching.

In fact, why bother Liang Fu again?

Jiang Muye leaned against the heavy door panel of the fire door, and made up his mind to pull out the information about Duan Jingcheng compiled by the Hongfu Sanatorium four years ago.

That name, he just needs to take another look to confirm it.

Duan Jingcheng, divorced, has a son.

Duan Jize, 21 years old, born on October 10, XX, died in an accidental fire in the game city of Qingshang District.

It was really Duan Jize, he heard it right, that was the name Xie Xingzhou called in a daze.

It turns out that Yu Ze's real name is Duan Jize, the Duan Jize who saved his life...

No wonder Duan Jingcheng would recognize him when he went crazy, no wonder Xie Xingzhou would disguise his nostalgia for Duan Jize as love and give him alms.

It turned out that all these chaotic dramas started because he looked like Duan Jize, and Duan Jize just "died" because of saving him!

But he was still arrogant, thinking that Xie Xingzhou must have him in his heart, and that as long as that Yu Ze couldn't remember Xie Xingzhou, he would still have a chance to snatch Xie Xingzhou back.

But the fact is that after he met the mad woman that day, he asked Xie Xingzhou by mistake, and he had already decided his life and death in the dark.

'I won't blame you, but I can't accept you, I will choose not to see you. '

So even if he could make up for Duan Jingcheng, what should he use to atone for Xie Xingzhou's four years of pain?

When Jing Cheng fell ill in the previous paragraph, he always accused why he was not the one who died.

That's right, why wasn't he the one who died!

Why is it not he who is disfigured and missing...

Why is the person Xie Xingzhou cares about not him...

Why did Xie Xingzhou lose his composure and call out to him when he was drunk?

Jiang Muye had already turned into a long-stranded fish, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle to the death.

He twisted the jade plate hanging from his chest, and the overwhelming pain caused him to die again, but there was no rain after a long drought.

The inpatient department of the city hospital was always quiet, Xie Xingzhou woke up from the smell of disinfectant water.

The intuitive feeling after the hangover was a headache. He stayed on the side of the bed for a long time and rubbed his wrinkled face before opening his eyes.

What caught his eye was the white furnishings of the hospital. He was stunned for a moment. He couldn't remember how he drank himself into the hospital last night. He only vaguely remembered that last night was not as uncomfortable as he imagined. Bundle.

Could it be that he has been reduced to a homeless man on the street and needs to be sent to the hospital by kind people?

Xie Xingzhou laughed at himself, and remembered what Duan Jize said last night.

What is the difference between him now and a helpless tramp?

He should have expected it, should have known that a few years of separation and blank memories are enough to change all the intimate relationships around a person, not to mention that he and Duan Jize have never had that throbbing | ambiguous relationship.

Duan Jize and Yu Tangtang depended on each other, and the innocent and lovely Yu Tangtang accompanied Duan Jize when he was most difficult, painful, and confused. The family, friendship, and even love he lacked were all lively and lively shadows of Yu Tangtang.

And what about Xie Xingzhou?

In the past four years when Duan Jize "died", he was sad and lonely, but he was also selfish, decadent and self-defeating. In order to make up for that emptiness, he was willing to sink into Jiang Muye.

Probably on the day the warehouse of the student union kissed Jiang Muye, his feelings for Duan Jize were no longer pure.

He also tried in vain to throw away the past and be alone, but in fact he was just deceiving himself and others.

Jiang Muye regarded him as Su Ruan's stand-in, Jiang Muye was selfish and despicable, but why wasn't he?

He and Jiang Muye were always the same kind, equally sad and ridiculous, and ended up with nothing.

"Are you awake?" The door of the ward was pushed open, and Jiang Muye came in with breakfast in his hand.

Xie Xingzhou came back to his senses, looking a little tired towards Jiang Muye.

It turned out that the kind person last night was Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye only glanced at him, then looked away, came over to help him put down the table, put the breakfast in front of him, carefully arranged them one by one, and said softly, "Eat while it's hot."

Xie Xingzhou felt that Jiang Muye seemed to be a different person this morning, as if he had been reborn, the layer of looseness and aloofness that had been exposed on the surface was hidden, and only the gentleness and care that he did his best remained.

"Thank you for what happened last night." Xie Xingzhou was referring to picking him up from the side of the road so that he wouldn't be left dead on the street.

Jiang Muye was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's okay, let's eat."

Xie Xingzhou was slightly stunned by Jiang Muye's slowness, he slowly picked up the porridge bowl, lowered his head to blow away the drifting mist, and ate in a gentle manner.

After drinking the warm porridge into his stomach, his body felt much more comfortable, and his chaotic mind gradually began to function.

Xie Xingzhou's spoon for spooning porridge stopped suddenly, and some fragments flooded into his mind——

He took off his clothes in the bathroom and hugged Jiang Muye, they entangled in kissing, biting each other, and maybe they had sex afterward...

How ridiculous!

He might as well drink to death on the street.

Look, no one has wronged him, he is just so selfish and coquettish, he can't stand a little bit of wronged!

Duan Jize made him feel uncomfortable, so he wanted to find comfort from Jiang Muye, he was really bad in his bones, that's why he was so shameless.

"boom--"

Xie Xingzhou hurriedly put the porridge bowl back on the table, turned over eagerly and got out of bed, and began to put on his shoes.

Jiang Muye stood up from the sofa, "Where are you going?"

Xie Xingzhou had already walked to the door, he stopped and said in a low voice, "I was drunk last night, we..."

"Well, I know, nothing happened to us." Jiang Muye interrupted him, walking towards his thin back step by step.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Muye would answer like this, Xie Xingzhou was completely stunned.

Hearing the approaching footsteps behind him, he turned around, and Jiang Muye had already walked in front of him.

The tall man bent down and looked at him warmly, and asked him, "Do you still remember the elder who lost his mind as I mentioned?"

Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?

Xie Xingzhou couldn't react and didn't speak.

Jiang Muye forced a smile, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't remember, I will find a chance to take you to meet her."

Xie Xingzhou's eyes followed Jiang Muye's strange expression, as if he wanted to ask him why.

Jiang Muye didn't say anything, but tore off something from his neck and stuffed it into his hand.

Xie Xingzhou spread out his palms, it was the jade plate engraved with broken-winged birds.

He stared blankly for a few seconds, then looked up at Jiang Muye: "Why give me this?"

"I..." After organizing the words for a whole night, Jiang Muye felt as timid as a fellow countryman, and couldn't say anything.

After a while, he turned away from looking at Xie Xingzhou, and said with difficulty: "I know you had a conflict last night, you should go find him."

he?

who is it?

Duan Jize?

Xie Xingzhou looked at Jiang Muye's profile, and after a while, he laughed at himself——

Even Jiang Muye knew that he was just a clown who couldn't let go, and knew his hypocrisy and despicableness.

So now even Jiang Muye looks down on him...and doesn't want him anymore.

"Okay, I see, thank you."

The taste of self-inflicted crimes is so so, Xie Xingzhou felt so cold that he was shivering all over, he clenched the jade in his palm, opened the door of the ward and ran out without looking back.

Xie Xingzhou from the city hospital didn't come often. He couldn't tell the way to the hospital. After getting out of the elevator on the first floor, he turned a few corners and finally stopped on a small road in the hospital park.

He sat on a bench in the park panting, spreading out the piece of jade in his palm, as if he wanted to look through it to examine everything in his past.

See if it's really ridiculous, it's really not worth mentioning.

But looking around, he found that it wasn't Duan Jize or Jiang Muye who was ridiculous, but only himself.

"Xingzhou." Someone approached and called him.

Xie Xingzhou trembled, and looked up at Duan Jize who suddenly appeared.

What happened last night reappeared, his lips trembled, and he didn't respond to the person in front of him.

Duan Jize said guiltily, "Shall we talk?"

Xie Xingzhou came back to his senses, took the jade into his palm again, stood up after calming down his emotions, and looked at Duan Jize coldly: "What are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry about what happened last night." Duan Jize said sincerely, "Tangtang is allergic to alcohol, but he was stimulated yesterday and drank alcohol after running out. I wanted to send him to the hospital, but he refused. I can only do what he thinks. Do it, or I wouldn't have said those things to you so hastily."

"Really." Xie Xingzhou has always been good at disguising, even though his heart is riddled with holes, his face is still expressionless.

I'm afraid Jiang Muye is the only one who has seen him with the most emotions...

He questioned: "I don't care about your sloppyness, I just feel chilled by your ambiguous | ambiguous attitude towards me. Why didn't you tell me that you have that kind of thought about Tangtang? If you tell me, I won't take love away."

"Xingzhou, you misunderstood, I have no other thoughts about Tangtang." Duan Jize said anxiously, "I treat him as a younger brother, as a family member. I have lost my memory for so many years, and I have always depended on him. He is an orphan and has no one to rely on. And it saved my life, so I..."

"I know." Xie Xingzhou interrupted him, not wanting to hear how close he and Yu Tangtang used to be.

Duan Jize was still immersed in it, and he continued: "Xingzhou, I always thought that you and Tangtang regarded me as relatives. I have seen all the paintings you drew, and we get along like brothers. I thought you He also regards me as an older brother, did we have that kind of relationship before..."

As Duan Jize spoke, his voice gradually decreased, and he actually felt a little scared. He couldn't remember everything, so he didn't know how important the person he pushed away was the first person.

"No." Xie Xingzhou denied, "We've never been together, I'm to you..."

He looked into Duan Jize's eyes, and after a long while, he said one sentence at a time: "I don't have any other thoughts about you, I just regard you as my brother, because I miss you too much, so I misunderstood."

"That's good." Duan Jize heaved a sigh of relief, and gave Xie Xingzhou a relieved smile under the mask.

Xie Xingzhou found it extremely ironic, and turned to leave.

Duan Jize suddenly stopped him again and said, "After Tangtang recovers from his illness, I will explain clearly to him and ask him to come and apologize to you."

"No need." Xie Xingzhou stopped, but didn't look back.

Duan Jize walked towards him, "Yes, we will still be relatives in the future, and... I don't want you to be deceived by your missing me. You have someone you love more in your heart, and that person should be by your side. I I can feel his presence."

Xie Xingzhou was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and subconsciously rubbed the jade in his hand.

No, how is it possible.

He doesn't love Jiang Muye!

"You don't have to worry." He turned to look at Duan Jize, "I said I won't take love away. As for being a relative, we will meet again when you think about it, when you think about it."

Xie Xingzhou never thought that there would be a day when he would be so open-minded and decisive towards Duan Jize. After he finished speaking, he left the hospital without looking back.

Seeing Xie Xingzhou drifting away, Duan Jize clenched his palms tightly, and felt a dull pain in his heart and temples for a while, as if some important fragments were about to break through the confinement and appear.

He couldn't help bending over to prop himself up on the back of the bench, and the overwhelming emotions of regret and shame began to torment him.

Duan Jize looked away, not daring to look at Xie Xingzhou's thin back.