The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

The location of the back park of the city hospital is relatively remote. Patients who usually take a walk prefer to go to the front yard and seldom come here.

After Xie Xingzhou left, Duan Jize was the only one left in the huge park.

He watched Xie Xingzhou's back disappear around the corner, and was stunned for a long time before he raised his hand to check the time, turned and left.

"Duan Jize." After walking a few steps, someone stopped him.

He looked up and saw that the person leaning against the hospital bulletin board was very familiar. He recognized that the person was the owner of the economics textbook last time, Jiang Muye who had a close relationship with Xie Xingzhou.

He was a little surprised, and confirmed, "You know my name used to be..."

"I know." Jiang Muye straightened up and walked towards him, looking at him indifferently, with no expression on his face.

Duan Jize thought about it and nodded, "That's right, you and Xingzhou are friends."

"It's not because of him." Jiang Muye said, "We've met before."

"Really?" Duan Jize didn't know whether to believe it or not, and just looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.

The two are about the same size, almost looking at each other.

But Jiang Muye's aura is inherently cold, and standing with the gentle Duan Jize, it seems that the visitor is not kind and harbors evil intentions, making it impossible for people to believe it casually.

"Believe it or not." Jiang Muye said, "But I can help you remember the past, and I can find you the best brain doctor, or even a plastic surgeon, to repair the scars on your face. You cooperate with me."

Duan Jize was taken aback when he heard the words, and realized that the other party knew his situation well, but there will be no pie in the sky, he warned: "Why?"

Jiang Muye didn't answer immediately, but stared at him deeply, as if he wanted to see his former appearance through his mask and the scars on his face.

"Why help me?" Duan Jize asked again.

Jiang Muye slowly withdrew from the silence, suddenly gave a sad smile, looked at him and said, "Probably to repay your favor...and also to atone for your sin."

"Favour..." Duan Jize murmured, and asked, "What kind of favor do you owe me, and who do you want to redeem from?"

Jiang Muye staggered away from him and walked towards the hospital gate.

"When you think about it, you will naturally know everything. Contact me after you think about it."

Jiang Muye stuffed a note with contact information in Duan Jize's hand, he didn't continue to ask, just held the note and watched Jiang Muye leave.

A flimsy piece of yellow label paper felt heavy in his hand.

Jiang Muye's words kept recurring in his ears, as did Xie Xingzhou's lonely back.

Does he want to remember everything from the past?

Of course I do.

Does he want to get rid of this ugly scar on his face and see what he used to look like?

Of course I do.

But this means trusting Jiang Muye. Duan Jize is cautious and can't make up his mind in a short time, but in fact he knows that he already has the answer in his heart.

After Xie Xingzhou came out of the city hospital, he went straight back to the rental house.

He took a hot shower as soon as he entered the door, to wash away the messy smell of alcohol on his body last night, and also tried to wash away the complicated and uncomfortable emotions in his heart.

After taking a shower, Xie Xingzhou stood in front of the sink and looked at himself in the mirror—eyelids were swollen, his complexion was pale, his lips were covered with dead skin, and he looked terrible.

He has always been a person who seldom shows his emotions. Even when he heard the news of Duan Jize's "death" before, he never changed himself into what he is now.

He hates himself like this.

Xie Xingzhou bent down, turned on the faucet forcefully, took a handful of water and poured it on his face.

The jade plate that was returned to Zhao was placed on the sink by him, soaked in the wet water, and was accidentally swept to the ground by his violent movements.

"Bang—" There was a crisp sound.

Xie Xingzhou froze suddenly, realizing that he had knocked something, he didn't dare to open his eyes for a while.

The sound of water droplets flowing could be heard quietly in the bathroom. After an unknown amount of time, Xie Xingzhou slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look in the direction of the falling object.

Not surprisingly, the piece of jade was shattered and shattered to pieces.

The bird on the jade plate was not finished at all, but now it is so broken that you can't even tell what is carved.

Slowly, when Jiang Muye returned the jade, his resolute and indifferent look appeared in front of his eyes.

Xie Xingzhou laughed suddenly, disregarding his image, laughing loudly, until his stomach ached, and squatted down along the bathroom wall.

It's really crumbled so well!

Who does Jiang Muye think he is? Does he think that pretending to be an open-minded, carefree and easy-going look can make people feel grateful?

Who wants his bullshit to come true!

Xie Xingzhou can't get anything now, so why should Jiang Muye pat his ass and leave? They are stupid people who are used to living in self-deception, they should rot together, why bother to torture others who depend on each other for their lives? Pure emotion!

Yes, he should die with Jiang Muye...

Xie Xingzhou suddenly stood up from the ground, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, and ran out the door with wet hair.

He broke into the shop out of breath, startled the tattoo artist with tattooed arms, and slowly got up to greet him.

"Hi, tattoo?"

Xie Xingzhou didn't speak, and lay down directly on the tattoo bed, with his wet hair on the blue pillow towel.

The tattoo artist couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, then used the tablet to call up some designs and handed them to Xie Xingzhou.

"Guest, can you see if you like it first, or do you have an idea yourself? You can tell me your idea."

"No need." Xie Xingzhou poked no expression on his face, exposed his left ear, pointed and said, "Get a mole tattooed here."

"A mole? A mole?" The tattoo artist was shocked, "You can go to the small workshop in the beauty salon next door to do it, so don't come here."

Xie Xingzhou still didn't speak, looking stubborn.

Seeing his sad expression, the tattoo artist thoughtfully recommended: "Why don't you take a look at the other designs in our shop, you are so pretty, you can get good-looking tattoos on everything, a handsome guy came to the shop before and got a tattoo of a lisianthus. It's so sexy here!"

The tattoo artist said, pointing to his crotch.

Hearing this, Xie Xingzhou blinked his eyes, and his eyes fell on the tattoo artist's crotch.

He had seen the eustoma tattooed there, but it was a pity that he hadn't looked at it seriously before.

After a while, he looked back at the ceiling and asked strangely, "Does it hurt?"

The tattoo artist didn't know why, so he said to himself: "Are you asking if the tattoo hurts? If you get a mole tattoo, it's definitely not painful, but if the eustoma tattooed by that handsome guy, it will hurt much more. After all, it is a double flower. , it’s quite complicated, what’s wrong, are you afraid of pain?”

"Yeah." Xie Xingzhou replied in a muffled voice, then changed his voice, "I'm not afraid."

Jiang Muye is probably not afraid of pain.

"Then why don't you get one too?" the tattooist said with a smile.

Xie Xingzhou was stubborn, pointing to his left earlobe and insisted: "Just a mole."

"Okay." Seeing that he wouldn't move, the tattoo artist compromised, "Lie down, even if you only have a mole tattooed, the service in our shop must be in place."

Xie Xingzhou said "um", and lay down obediently.

The tattoo artist started to organize the tools, and chatted: "You don't have a girlfriend yet, right?"

Xie Xingzhou didn't mind, and he didn't mind, he continued: "If you have a girlfriend, you can tattoo something for your girlfriend, how romantic, just like the handsome lisianthus before, he also tattooed for the person he likes, it hurts a lot Yes, he still smirked, tsk tsk..."

Xie Xingzhou, who had been silent all this time, heard this, and suddenly cursed lightly: "You're so stupid."

The tattoo artist looked at him in surprise, not knowing how to answer the question for a while.

Xie Xingzhou didn't look at him, immersed in his own world.

If he cheated casually, Jiang Muye would believe him, isn't he an idiot...

The tattooist thinks he's met a weirdo, shuts up and gets to work.

"All right."

A mole was tattooed quickly, and the tattoo artist explained: "Don't touch the water these few days, and be careful of wound infection, but...you have a big sesame wound, and you are not so delicate. It's okay to make it casually. If you have any problems, come to me." I!"

"Got it, how much is it?"

Xie Xingzhou got up from the bed, paid the money and left in a hurry.

When he came out of the tattoo parlor, his wet hair was already half-dried and tangled on top of his head.

After finishing what he wanted to do, Xie Xingzhou finally slowed down and came out of the shopping mall slowly.

While walking down the escalator, a man in a black sportswear on the elevator next door walked towards him.

The other party looked directly at him with gloomy eyes, which made Xie Xingzhou instantly on guard. He frowned and recalled that the other party was the man who gave him the ivory necklace on the beach in Linhai City.

The man looked at him like he was looking at prey, which made him feel uncomfortable. After the elevators for the two of them staggered, he looked back.

I saw that man suddenly turned back in the upward elevator and stepped on the downward elevator where he was.

Sure enough, he was targeted.

Xie Xingzhou rang the alarm, ran down the elevator in two or three steps, and strode towards the crowded part of the shopping mall.

Feeling uneasy, he walked through the crowd coming and going, and bumped into that man again.

The man even smiled at him, Xie Xingzhou felt a chill, turned around and started running.

The people behind still followed closely.

"Thank you senior!" Someone called him.

Xie Xingzhou looked up and saw Yang Ziao waving to him in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief, stopped and looked back - the strange man had disappeared.

He hid his flustered look just now, and walked towards Yang Ziao calmly.

Yang Ziao excitedly said: "Senior Xie, why are you here? Are you in such a hurry, are you here to buy something?"

"En." Xie Xingzhou didn't explain too much, and looked at the person in front of him with a little gratitude.

Yang Ziao didn't notice it, and continued: "Would you like to have a meal together? The captain and I are here to buy something for the team. We haven't had lunch yet. The captain is looking for a restaurant."

Jiang Muye?

Xie Xingzhou was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his left earlobe.

"Here, the captain is here." Yang Ziao looked behind Xie Xingzhou and said.

Xie Xingzhou didn't turn around, but hurriedly wanted to leave.

Yang Ziao slapped his head and said loudly: "Oh, look, I forgot. Our vice team became the captain some time ago. I'm not talking about Brother Mu, but Captain Guan Cheng."

Xie Xingzhou stopped walking when he heard this, his stiff shoulders relaxed, and he turned around to watch Guan Cheng walking towards them with the things he bought.

He immediately put down his hand pinching the earlobe, and laughed at himself.

What is he afraid of?

Is he afraid that Jiang Muye will ask about the broken jade, or is he afraid that Jiang Muye will find out that he has not kept his word and let this mole appear on him again?

He is not afraid of these.

He was probably afraid that Jiang Muye would suddenly ask why he didn't go to Duan Jize after being fulfilled; why he felt unhappy; why he would feel lost when Jiang Muye left him...

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I’m about to write the climax of the ending, let’s suppress