After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

Xu Chengyan stood outside the ward and thought about it a lot. In the end, he didn't go in to disturb him. He just sat on the rest chair beside him and waited slowly.

On the other side, Jiang Lin hesitated for a while, but did not go in, but accompanied Xu Chengyan outside.

Xu Chengyan sat quietly, looking at the white wall on the opposite side in a trance.

Jiang Lin looked at the people beside him, but secretly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to He Yang as a reminder.

Before long, the ward door opened from the inside.

He Yang came out, closed the door, and looked at the two people on the lounge chair next to him.

"Sir." Xu Chengyan got up and asked softly, "Shen Xiuzhu... Is he feeling better?"

"Yeah." He Yang replied coldly.

Xu Chengyan looked at the ward and explained, "Auntie changed the menu temporarily. I didn't notice the seafood, I didn't know he would be allergic..."

"Can I go in and see him?" Xu Chengyan asked.

He Yang didn't speak, just opened the door and let Xu Chengyan in.

The young master was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a thermos cup and slowly drinking hot water.

Seeing that someone came in, the young master looked up with a gentle smile on his face.

The young master's face is still pale and weak, the thin-rimmed glasses have been taken off, and the facial features on his face look softer.

Xu Chengyan walked over step by step, came to the bed, and whispered, "Sorry..."

"There was a problem in the kitchen this time, it was my mistake, I didn't know there would be seafood..." Xu Chengyan took the initiative to apologize.

"It's okay." The young master smiled, as if he didn't care much, "It's okay anyway."

He Yang next to him listened, frowned in disapproval, and said to Xu Chengyan, "Next time we have a dinner together, ask Auntie to send me a copy of the ingredients."

Xu Chengyan froze, a syllable uttered in his throat with some difficulty: "Okay."

He Yang came to the hospital bed again, and covered the quilt on the young master a little bit tightly, and then he looked back at Xu Chengyan, ready to say something.

It was also at this time that He Yang noticed that Xu Chengyan's left hand was still wrapped in a bandage.

He Yang asked, "What happened to your hand?"

Xu Chengyan subconsciously looked down at his left hand, and said lightly, "I was accidentally cut before."

He Yang glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and said nothing.

Xu Chengyan and Jiang Lin stayed in the ward for a while before leaving.

The young master needed a rest, so He Yang stayed in the ward to accompany him and did not go back with Xu Chengyan.

Jiang Lin sent Xu Chengyan back to the apartment. Still worried about Xu Chengyan's state, he said, "sister-in-law, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Xu Chengyan cheered up and stopped thinking about it.

It was already late at night, Xu Chengyan went to bed after taking a bath and lay down alone.

No lights were turned on in the bedroom, the curtains were drawn, and the room was dark.

Ke Xu Chengyan just kept his eyes open, staring at the pitch-black picture.

Unconsciously, Xu Chengyan fell asleep until noon the next day when he was awakened by the sound of rain outside.

The house was still deserted, and the husband didn't come back all night.

Xu Chengyan sat up from the bed in a daze, and found that his head was a little dizzy, and his body had no strength, as if he had caught a cold again.

Xu Chengyan touched his forehead, and after taking out the cold medicine from the drawer, he lay on the bed again and fell asleep.

But when Xu Chengyan was half asleep, he felt someone approaching beside him, and a big warm hand fell on his face and rubbed lightly.

This feeling was very reassuring, Xu Chengyan opened his eyes and woke up, and saw a familiar figure sitting beside the bed.

The small table lamp on the bedside table was on, and the warm warm yellow light fell on the man, and even the expression on the man's face seemed to become softer, not as cold as usual.

"Sir..." Xu Chengyan couldn't help holding the hand beside his face, put his face in the man's palm, and rubbed with some dependence.

"Have a cold?" the man asked softly.

"Well." Xu Chengyan's voice was still a little hoarse, "I have already taken the medicine."

He Yang looked at the young man in front of him, rubbed his fingertips against the young man's face, and then touched the small mole under the corner of the young man's right eye.

"I was in the hospital yesterday and didn't come back." He Yang said, "I bought a cake."

He Yang withdrew his hand and took the dessert bag from the bedside table.

Xu Chengyan propped up, sat beside the bed, took over the dessert shop and opened it with a cream cake inside.

When Mr. is nice to him, he is really nice.

The husband would buy small gifts to coax him, and would also speak to him in a very gentle tone.

It is really easy for him to fall into such tenderness, thinking that he is the one and only existence.

But in the end, I found out that I was just a cheap copycat substitute.

Xu Chengyan lowered his head and looked at the cream cake in his arms, his heart was sour without knowing it, and his eyes were slightly red.

He never liked sweets, only the young master liked it.

Xu Chengyan didn't say a word, and his eyes became more and more red.

The man also noticed something was wrong and asked, "It's hard?"

He Yang stretched out his hand and lifted the young man's face in one hand, and saw that the peach blossom eyes were a little wet, and it seemed that he would cry in the next second.

"Eyes are all red." He Yang touched the corner of the young man's eyes and rubbed lightly.

Xu Chengyan closed his eyes and shouted, "Sir."

"I'm not Shen Xiuzhu." Xu Chengyan's voice was still a little choked, "I have never liked cakes."

"I don't use perfume, I don't wear glasses..."

"But the things Mr. gave me are all the same as Shen Xiuzhu..."

"Why?" Xu Chengyan's eyes were red.

"Yanyan." The man slowed down and rubbed the young man's head, "Be good, don't make trouble."

"I didn't make trouble..." Xu Chengyan looked at the cake in his arms, holding back his emotions, "I'm already, very good..."

He has been very obedient and well behaved.

But why can't the gentleman look at him more?

Xu Chengyan couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what are we doing like this?"

"Yanyan." He Yang sighed softly, "As I said, he is my friend."

"It's my very important friend." He Yang's tone was still very gentle, and he patted the young man on the back soothingly, "Don't think too much."

"What about me?" Xu Chengyan was about to lose control, "Sir, I'll be sad too."

"Sir is so nice to another person, I will be jealous, and I will be jealous."

"Aren't we already together? But why does sir take me as a...substitute?"

"Yanyan." He Yang's voice became a little colder, and he said slowly: "I never seem to have said that we are in a relationship."