reverse strategy

Zhou Chengen was discharged from the hospital, and Zhou Xing also left Xuancheng's home.

When he returned to Shencheng, Jiang Xingyu was still on a business trip in Southeast Asia.

Counting the days, the trip should be over in two or three days. Zhou Xing specially trimmed his hair and beard, and called Jiang Xingyu.But the phone was quickly hung up.After a while, Jiang Xingyu texted back: "Sorry Zhou Zhou, I'm in a meeting. I'll get back to you later."

Zhou Xing looked at the time, it was getting dark, and it was almost time for dinner over there, so he couldn't help but feel a little bit like complaining about what kind of meeting he ordered, then he thought again, maybe Jiang Xingyu was having dinner with a client.

So he sent a message to Jiang Xingyu: Ah Xing, I'm home.I'm not used to it without you at home.

After a while, Jiang Xingyu replied: I miss you too.But I have to wait four or five days.

Four or five days?Zhou Xing rolled on the sofa with his mobile phone, and continued to reply messages: Isn't there three more days?What, isn't the project going well?

"No. I met a college classmate." Jiang Xingyu replied, "There will be her concert in three days, and I promised her to go to see it. The Asian tour, I will go to Hong Kong after a while, and then I will also go to Shenzhen."

University classmate? !

Alarm bells rang in Zhou Xing's heart.

My mind is full of Jiang Xingyu's first love in university, the person who held his hand for the first time in Melbourne, the person who kissed him for the first time, the first time...

This person has short hair and short hair. Maybe his relationship with Jiang Xingyu is... next?

Who is he, who is he?His name is Zhou Xing?Still have the same face as yourself?

Jiang Xingyu went to see a college classmate's concert, this memory of the past, should it be...

Zhou Xing's heart was disturbed.

He was in no mood to make dinner or tidy up the house, so he accidentally took out the black improved Hanfu style pajamas that Jiang Xingyu gave him last time, shook them out and spread them on the bed.This dress has no collar tag.

He used an omnipotent shopping platform to scan and search several times, but he couldn't find the same style of this dress.

He shook off Jiang Xingyu's white one to scan again, but found no related merchants either.

There are many Hanfu, but the related ones are different.

Could it be custom made?

Maybe it is.

Can......

Zhou Xing always had a strange feeling.

He picked up the black clothes and took a closer look. Although there were almost no traces of use, it was true, but... Judging from the traces of the wiring and the inner welt, it seemed that it was not newly bought.And that white one is especially obvious, the lining welt near the neckline, the silk fabric will be slightly yellowed.

These two clothes...are old!The last time Jiang Xingyu was with him, he didn't show it; this was after he cut his hair short.

He wants him to wear this, to see someone else through his face and body? !

Then, who are those warm cares and caring loves for? !

Zhou Xing began to feel his scalp tingling, his heart, which was originally hot, seemed to have fallen into icy water, shrank into a ball, and bubbles of resentment were rushing up.

It's not that he hasn't asked people related to Jiang Xingyu University about that person, such as Xu Junfeng.

But when Jiang Xingyu was in his sophomore year, Xu Junfeng graduated.According to him, freshman Jiang Xingyu was single, that's why he wanted to catch up with him, but he didn't expect to be rejected very simply.

As for the others... Except for Lu Jiaming who insisted that Jiang Xingyu only likes Zhou Xing, the other witnesses are gone!

No, there will be another one in a while, the college classmate Jiang Xingyu met in Thailand is about to hold a concert in Shencheng, maybe you can ask her.But...that was too long ago.No, it is almost impossible to wait a moment.

Zhou Xing overturned the jar of jealousy, fidgeting and fidgeting, and couldn't care less about being a gentleman or not.

He gritted his teeth and called Qin Yan, but no one answered.Not reconciled, he sent another wechat message: Xiaoqin, where is the number?

"Brother Zhou is here. What's the matter?" Qin Yan actually replied to the message! !

Zhou Xing sat up straight and replied, "Is it convenient to call? It's a long story."

"Wait a minute, I'll finish writing this code. Then I'll call you."

After a while, Qin Yan called Zhou Xing's cell phone back.

When Zhou Xing heard the background sound, it was full of crackling and typing on the keyboard, and asked with a frown, "Are you... in an Internet cafe?"

"No, no, I don't, what about working overtime? Oh, I went to a software company, and recently the internal testing of a new project..." Qin Yan's tone of speech was still shy, but it was much better than before.

"You actually went out to work. Your Yi brother agreed?! And your social fear..." Zhou Xing was surprised and asked curiously, "Are you ready?"

"...Forget it, let's count it. Brother Yi took me out to practice for a long time." Qin Yan said with some embarrassment, "I don't know how to say it...but Brother Zhou, I am quite Thank you."

"Congratulations, Xiao Qin." Zhou Xing smiled wryly, "If you appreciate me, please do me a favor. I'm about to...be tortured to death by that feeling."

"But Brother Zhou, I promised Brother Xing not to do anything like intrude into the system!" Qin Yan said with some embarrassment.

Zhou Xing sighed, and opened up his heart to talk to Qin Yan about his confusion and pain as a "stand-in".

A double, a suspected double!Especially when you love each other deeply, the torture of uncertainty and doubt will misinterpret the other party's sincere love! The word "substitute" is like a thorn, the deeper the love, the more painful; the more you want, the more tormented.

After listening to Zhou Xing's narration, Qin Yan didn't speak for a long time. He felt the same pain and compassion, and didn't need to express it in words.He simply agreed to Zhou Xing's request - to help him find information related to "another Zhou Xing" in Jiang Xingyu's phone and computer.

Zhou Xing hated his own self-pity and worrying about gains and losses, but the rapidly changing plot in his mind was out of control. Even when Jiang Xingyu called back, he seemed a little absent-minded because he was immersed in pain.

"Ah Xing, I miss you so much..." Zhou Xing's nasal voice was thick, it sounded like he was being coquettish, he was lying on the bed, his eyes were red.

So uncomfortable.

He longed for Jiang Xingyu's embrace, longed for the release of pressure, longed for that long-lost sense of security.

"Hey~ There are only a few days left, I'll go back..." Jiang Xingyu comforted him gently, and in order to ease his emotions, he simply changed the topic. "By the way, how is the progress of your bidding project?"

"The bidding qualification has been obtained." Zhou Xing said, "The bidding will start next Monday, but before the opening of the bid, there will be a negotiation period. This is when we can do our work."

"It's indeed Zhou Zhou. It's always reassuring to entrust you with anything." Jiang Xingyu's laughing voice was also magnetic and pleasant, like a clear and gentle spring watering the dry and scorching vegetation.He has never been stingy in complimenting Zhou Xing, whether it is appearance, temperament or ability to handle affairs.

Before he knew it, Zhou Xing changed, he was different from before.Maybe Jiang Xingyu really admired him, or maybe he was deliberately guiding him in a certain desired development direction...Zhou Xing, who suddenly realized this, held his phone for a long time and didn't speak.

"Zhou Zhou, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Xingyu asked.

"No, it's nothing...I'm a little tired." Zhou Xing closed his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed, muttering as if sighing.

"Okay, let's go to bed early, Zhou Zhou. I'm going to a client in Pattaya tomorrow, and I'm going to leave early in the morning."

"Pattaya? That place with many beautiful ladyboys?" Zhou Xingqiang cheered up and said in a joking tone, "Ah Xing, be careful not to be caught by them."

"Nope~ It's just to talk about work, I'm not interested in those." Jiang Xingyu's voice was like breathing in his ear. "As long as I have you, I am enough."

The sweet love words are the same as before, but the mood has changed, and the sound and feeling have completely changed.Zhou Xing had a splitting headache, and what he said was still the hope that penetrated his heart: "I only need you. As long as Ah Xing loves me."

Qin Yan is probably a genius in information processing and programming decryption. Before Jiang Xingyu came back from a business trip, Qin Yan had preliminary search results.

"It's nothing special, Brother Zhou." Qin Yan said, "There is no information about the existence of another person at all. I even picked up his mailbox and class address book when he was in college, let alone taking photos. There isn't even a single interactive message. He doesn't like to keep a diary, and there isn't one on Space Weibo either. So you're just worrying too much, right?"

"Really?" Zhou Xing slowly descended with a hanging heart, but he never fell to the bottom.

"En." Qin Yan nodded, quite sure. "Brother Xing's emotional world, there is no other person. It used to be blank, but now, in the past two years, he has saved a lot of your photos. There must be thousands of them? You know, the most exaggerated is What?" At this point, Qin Yan's tone was somewhat gossipy.

"What is it?" Zhou Xing asked.

A photo was sent to his WeChat, Zhou Xing subconsciously clicked on it, and his whole body instantly petrified. .

Qin Yan was still chattering vigorously: "This picture is from P, and it's from P recently. It's so natural, if I can't check the code of the file, it's really hard to see it with the naked eye! Brother Zhou, he should I really love you, and I want to use you to make up for the regret of being single in college!"

"Thank you, Xiao Qin..."

Zhou Xing didn't dare to listen any more, and hung up the phone with trembling hands.

Zhou Xing stared at the P photo, covered his mouth, slid along the windowsill and sat on the window sill of the bay window.The long-standing doubts were cleared up at this moment, but the truth was extremely cruel.

That was Jiang Xingyu's college graduation photo by his bedside.

Jiang Xingyu was wearing a bachelor's uniform, and leaned gently next to Zhou Xing, who was wearing a suit with short hair, and the smile on his face was sweet and hearty.

He finally understood!Why did I always feel that this photo looked weird.With Jiang Xingyu's standing posture, there should be someone next to him!Yes, put Zhou Xing on P, whether it is the action or the space, the whole picture looks more harmonious and natural, as if this is the original one!

This position should belong to that Zhou Xing, right?

No wonder Jiang Xingyu had that kind of look when he saw Zhou Xing with short hair; no wonder Jiang Xingyu liked to photograph him so much since he cut his hair short!Just to put the picture back together!

Hot and sour feelings poured out of Zhou Xing's eyes and flowed down his cheeks.

Jiang Xingyu always loved that person!His tolerance for him, his guidance for him, his doting for him... just to make him look like that person!