stand-in model

Chapter 85

The light gray hospital gown outlines the lines of Jiang Liang's body. The mental torture of the past few days has caused him to lose weight continuously.

Jiang Liang's increasingly slender fingers hooked the red rope on Rong Sheng's wrist, and neither of them made a sound, as if they were soldiers dueling silently.

Killing each other by willpower and serious emotional injuries, their purpose is the same-the red rope.

"Give it to me, Rong Sheng." Jiang Liang's fingertips touched Rong Sheng's warm wrist. Under the skin was the fresh blood flowing in Rong Sheng's body and his strong pulse.

After a while, Jiang Liang saw that Rong Sheng was unwilling to take it off, so he could only move his body close to Rong Sheng, stretched out his other hand, and went to untie the joint at the red rope together.

"There... is the knot." Rong Sheng's voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded like he was about to cry, like someone who was robbed of his precious jewels.

He tried to provoke Jiang Liang's soft heart towards him, but the man never raised his head to see Rong Sheng's expression.

Doesn't the knot mean that he and Jiang Liang will not be separated?

In Jiang Liang's view, this person can't cry, even if he does, it's just acting.That is an acting skill that should belong to the top class.

Rong Sheng let Jiang Liang lean on his side, half prone in front of him, stalking and trying to untie the knot at the red rope, and two water-green jade beads engraved with his name dangled underneath.

This knot was tied by Jiang Liang himself downstairs in the nursing home, and now Jiang Liang will take it off again.

The so-called need to tie the bell to untie the bell is not appropriate here at all.

After a long time, the smell of rose flowers that had been placed in the ward early in the morning faded away, and Jiang Liang did not untie the knot.At the beginning, he thought of fastening it so that it would not be easy to lose, but now he is here to embarrass him.

Rong Sheng's palms were covered with sweat, and when he sensed that Jiang Liang had got up and sat back on the hospital bed in an orderly manner, he was actually more relaxed than ever.

This kind of ease is several layers higher than him signing a high-level contract.

With the joy and joy of "surviving after the disaster" on his face, Rong Sheng rubbed the two jade beads with his calloused fingertips, and fortunately, they stayed.

Jiang Liang didn't want to know Rong Sheng's emotions for the rest of his life after the catastrophe. He rested on the hospital bed for a while, relieving the pain from his organs when he moved just now.

After a while, he moved to the hospital bed in the opposite direction of Rong Sheng, and Rong Sheng beside him didn't know what Jiang Liang was going to do.

"What are you going to do?" Rong Sheng got up and walked to the side where Jiang Liang moved, and stretched out his hands to help Jiang Liang support his body.Soon there was a crisp sound in the ward.

Jiang Liang slapped Rong Sheng's outstretched hand back forcefully.

Because of some force just now, the pain that Jiang Liang had just relieved began to erode his internal organs again.

The already pale and thin cheeks looked even paler.

The hand that was beaten back by Jiang Liang landed on Rong Sheng's side, and was silently squeezed into a fist, where the veins bulged.

"You'd better beat me to death if you can't bear it." Jiang Liang glanced lightly at Rong Sheng's bulging veins, sneered and snorted, reached out and pressed the call bell on the bedside table.

Jiang Liang and Rong Sheng looked at each other in dismay and were picked up by the nurse at the nurse's desk after a few ringing bells.

The gentle female voice soon filled the quiet ward. "Hello, what do you need?"

Because it is a VIP area of ​​the intensive care unit, the nurses here have received far more training than other areas.

"It's not such a serious matter, please bring me a pair of scissors, a rope is entangled." Jiang Liang spoke briskly, and even raised his eyebrows to watch Rong Sheng's sinking expression without fear.

"Okay." Five minutes after the nurse hung up with the beep, the scissors Jiang Liang needed were delivered.

Jiang Liang fiddled with the scissors in his hand, and looked up at Rong Sheng beside him.The look on this man's face just now scared the beautiful young female nurse so that she put down the scissors and ran away.

As for?

Just a red string.

Just two jade beads.

It was just given to him by a substitute.

"You just... endured the pain and rang the call bell just for this?" Rong Sheng's eyes fell fiercely on the scissors in his hand, which were probably unused and still covered with the removed rubber sleeve.

After doing so much, enduring the pain, just to untie the red rope around his wrist.

Jiang Liang pulled off the rubber cover on the scissors, and asked suspiciously: "Why don't you sit?" He patted the seat beside him, and said with a smile on his face, "I'll cut it off."

This was the first time he felt that Jiang Liang's smile was not a smile.

A smile should be warm and nostalgic; it should appear when people are happy.

But now it just appeared on Jiang Liang's face, in a stalemate atmosphere.

"Do you want me to drag this crippled body to invite you?" His face was suddenly cold and sharp, piercing Rong Sheng's last line of defense with sharp ice.

The red string on the wrist is Jiang Liang's last warmth by his side.

It's just about 20 yuan, which is nothing compared to the dazzling array of items around Rong Sheng.But he couldn't let go.

This is what Jiang Liang prayed for him in the wind and snow. Since it was given to him, it is his. Why did Jiang Liang agree to untie it.

He has bowed his head so much for Jiang Liang, is he going to bow his head again now?

"this is mine."

"What?" Jiang Liang asked with a slight smile while touching the tip of the scissors with his fingers.

Seeing Jiang Liang's actions, Rong Sheng didn't speak anymore, he was afraid that Jiang Liang's spirit would collapse.

The psychiatrist also asked him not to always stimulate patients.

"I gave it to you. I said you can cut it if you cut it. It's just a red string."

"But you gave it to me! You begged me to get it back despite the wind and snow! It's mine!" Rong Sheng vented his temper, smashing the vase with rose flowers on the door of the ward, kicking again. Turn over the chair on one side.

Maybe it was because he had been soft-hearted towards Jiang Liang for too long that he made this person unscrupulous.Thinking about what already belonged to him, and wanting to cut the red rope.dream!

Holding the scissors in his hand, Jiang Liang watched Rong Sheng's whole venting scene.

When Rong Sheng finished smashing everything that could be done in the ward, and scolded everything that should be scolded, Jiang Liang on the side laughed lightly.

"It's so funny. So you always knew I did these things for you." Jiang Liang lowered his head and opened and closed the scissors in his hand, and said casually: "I always knew. Knowing that I am good to you, I still have to dig a hole to bury you." Me, still want to lie to me? At this point today, do I have to thank you for not taking me to bed? "

"Should I also thank you for not being willing to touch my skin texture because you like Su Ziru?"

Rong Sheng stood there panting heavily, staring at Jiang Liang on the hospital bed with red eyes.

Looking at the person who was originally as gentle as jade, now has a sword in his mouth.

Jiang Liang held the scissors in one hand, and pinched his temple with the other, which was throbbing. "Stop talking nonsense, reach out your hand, and it won't affect you if you cut it."

Rong Sheng still stood where he was and refused to come over.The whole body is full of resistance.

"impossible."

"Rong Sheng!" Jiang Liang stuck the scissors on the bed, and the sharp weapon stabbed the heavy bedding. Jiang Liang looked up at the person not far away.

He is obviously 1.8 meters seven, but he is like a person who is afraid of being beaten and refuses to approach.

"You'd better follow me in everything. After all, I'm not in a good state of mind. If I accidentally drop the scissors in the wrong place, it will be bad."

Jiang Liang confronted Rong Sheng for a few seconds, and finally Rong Sheng approached him and sat on the side.

The red rope was pinched by Rong Sheng in his sweaty palms, which inevitably got a little wet, but Jiang Liang didn't dislike it.

There was no expression on his face, the scissors opened and passed through the red rope, and the icy chill seeped into Rong Sheng's skin.With a click, the red rope split into two ends, but Rong Sheng immediately covered it with his hand.

Finally cut it, Jiang Liang thought.

In this way, even if Rong Sheng doesn't like him, it won't be forever.

There is a bit of black hair in the middle of the red rope cut by Jiang Liang, which is Jiang Liang's hair.

In this way, regardless of whether Rong Sheng's "like" is true or not, this person will live a long life, find a good family in the next life, and meet a good lover.

At this moment, the two of them did not speak for the first time.

Tears fell on the wrists of the two of them, they belonged to Jiang Liang and Rong Sheng.

The contradictory psychology repeatedly tortured Jiang Liang, and the pain of being severed stung Rong Sheng.

The two people who were supposed to be redeemed by each other could only nest in the 1.9-meter-long hospital bed in the chaotic and messy ward, weeping sadly.

They couldn't even give each other a comforting hug so far.

Jiang Liang recalled that day when he went up the mountain in the snow to ask for a red rope.

In the smoky ancestral hall, in front of the incense table enshrining the Buddhas, the host asked him if he knew what it meant to braid hair in his hair.

He said, I wish the person I love is safe and healthy, and have a smooth life.

The host asked him again, what if it was the other way around?What if that person doesn't love him later?

He shook his head and said he didn't know, and asked the host for advice.

The host's face was charitable and said: "Otherwise, there will be no redemption."

When Jiang Liang heard about it at the time, he got up directly from the cattail mat and wanted to retrieve the red string enshrined in front of the incense table, but he didn't have it soon.

The host said again, "Are you willing to let him die forever?"

What did he say?He said: "If that person doesn't love me later, I'll cut the red rope with my own hands. I don't want him to suffer, let alone doomed."

Cutting the red rope enshrined in front of the Buddha will shorten his life, but he doesn't care.

He really hated Rong Sheng, but there is no hatred where there is no love. In the end, he was still unwilling to let Rong Sheng experience pain.

He still wants his lover, the rose in his arms, to have his own grand road.

Jiang Liang may be a lunatic.Maybe not.

After all, no lunatic would weigh the pros and cons in love and hate.No lunatic would willingly lose his life to someone else.

Holding the cut red rope in his hand, Rong Sheng held Jiang Liang's face lightly, and helped him wipe away his tears.

He said, "Don't you cry, look, it's cut. Don't cry."

He said, "It's okay, I'm willing to listen to you."

He said, "Jiang Liang, I'm sorry."