Chapter 35： Everyday is April Fools

The doctor asked, "How important is it?"

"It's very important." He Yang lowered his eyes, "I like it very much."

Doctor: "Then does he like you?"

He Yang held the ring and said nothing.

He knew that Xu Chengyan liked him.

So on the phone at the time, he said not to come back.

Because he knew that no matter what, Xu Chengyan would come back in the end.

And he did wait until Xu Chengyan came back—

But what he was waiting for was a corpse.

Too late.

Everything is too late.

He Yang put the ring back in the box, then got up and left the psychological clinic.

After returning to the apartment, He Yang turned on the light and habitually came to the balcony.

The balcony is still full of potted plants, and the flowerpots are still the same as before, but the plants in the flowerpots have been changed.

It turned out that the flowers planted in the pots had long since died due to long-term lack of water, so they had to be replaced with new ones.

He can't take care of potted plants, and the nanny aunt only comes here once a week.

After a long time, the newly planted flowers in potted plants are still short of water, and they cannot be raised for too long each time.

You can only clean the pot again and again and replace it with a new one.

He Yang closed his eyes and half leaned on the reclining chair, holding the wooden sign in his hand and stroking.

When he was half asleep, He Yang heard a familiar male voice behind him—

"gentlemen."

He Yang slowly opened his eyes and did not look back.

He knew there was no one in the apartment.

hallucinations again.

He Yang opened his eyes and looked out of the window in a trance.

Time passed very slowly.

Slow down to every day, every minute, every second... it's been a torment.

Time passed quickly again.

It was almost until he could not even remember what Xu Chengyan looked like, and even the memories of the two of them getting along became more and more blurred.

The last memory left in his mind was his long wait in this apartment alone.

It was as if every time he turned his head, he could see the young man still behind him.

But he can't wait for anything, and miracles won't happen.

Every day is April Fool's Day.

Outside, the seasons change.

The leaves on the tree turned from green to withered yellow, and then fell to the ground from a height, leaving only bare branches—

It's winter again, here it is.

A week before the new year, He Yang returned to the old house.

Qiqi was still the same as before, when he saw He Yang's car approaching, he rushed over to look for Xu Chengyan.

Qiqi circled around He Yang and saw no one, so he ran to the car door again.

He Yang ignored the big dog and just entered the villa and came to the rest room.

Father He was still in a wheelchair, playing chess alone at the table.

And in the corner of the table, there is also a photo frame—

The photo shows a young woman in a bright red cheongsam smiling at the camera.

He Yang walked over step by step, and Father He also heard the movement and looked up.

"I'm back..." Father He nodded and asked again, "I've been back a few days ago, why are you here again today?"

He Yang sat opposite Father He and said lightly, "I came back last month, and now I'm back for Chinese New Year."

"It's almost New Year's Eve..." Father He's expression became a little dazed, he shook his head and said, "I'm too old, I can't remember..."

Father He looked over again and asked, "What about that child?"

"The child you brought back before, didn't he come?"

"Looks like a piano teacher. What's his name? Can't remember..."

Father He frowned slightly, still recalling.

But He Yang just said coldly, "He's dead."

"Dead?" Father He then reacted, "Yeah, he's dead..."

Father He couldn't help looking at the photo frame on the desktop and whispered, "Maybe A Ruan wants to see him..."

"He's going to see A Ruan..." Father He picked up the photo frame, his eyes were a little red, "I want to see A Ruan too..."

"Why didn't she take me with her..."

Father He was immersed in his memories, and his emotions were a little excited.

He Yang just stayed by the side quietly, and only got up and left when Father He was emotionally stable.

The housekeeper stayed outside the rest room, and when he saw He Yang came out, he followed behind He Yang.

The housekeeper said: "Master, my memory is still confused recently, and I can't remember many things."

"Yeah." He Yang was a little cold.

The housekeeper looked at He Yang's back and couldn't help but ask, "Young Master He, will you be sad?"

He Yang stopped and asked, "Why are you sad?"

To cry for days and nights beside the corpse, like his father, and then be admitted to the hospital?

Butler: "Madam, she's already—"

Before the housekeeper could finish speaking, He Yang interrupted: "It's not sad."

He will not be sad.

He Yang turned around, went back to the room alone, and sat on the sofa.

On the table next to it, there was an old photo album.

He Yang looked at the album, and after a long time, he finally reached out and took it, slowly opening the first page of the album.

He Yang flipped through the album page by page and quickly finished it.

Only half of the photos in the album were put in, and there were still many empty pages behind.

He Yang picked up the phone and called Jiang Lin.

After the call was connected, He Yang asked, "Are there any photos of Xu Chengyan?"

Jiang Lin: "What's wrong?"

"His picture."

"What do you want his photo for at this time?" Jiang Lin on the other end of the phone frowned, "You didn't ask me for it before, so you came to ask me now?"

But He Yang just repeated: "Photo."

Jiang Lin became a little irritable, scratched his hair, but still came down: "I'll bring it to you in a few days."

During the few days of Chinese New Year, Jiang Lin came to the old house.

The old house of the He family was very deserted, all the servants had left, except for He Yang and He's father, only the butler was still there.

Qiqi was still quite energetic, running around in the yard and rolling on the snow.

Jiang Lin walked across the yard with the gift box, and after entering the house, he glanced at the man on the sofa.

"My dad asked me to come here to pay New Year's greetings." Jiang Lin put the gift box on the table.

But the man didn't look up, he just looked down at an old yellowed album.

He Yang said, "Photo."

"Got it." Jiang Lin took out a few photos from his bag, all of which were taken when his sister-in-law was in college.

There are photos of the school sports meeting, photos of club activities, and photos taken in bachelor's uniforms at graduation...

There are not many photos left by my sister-in-law. He has been looking for these photos for a long time and got them from my sister-in-law's college classmates.

Jiang Lin handed over the photo, glanced at the photo album on He Yang's lap, and saw the photo of Shen Xiuzhu at a glance.

Jiang Lin frowned slightly, looked away and didn't look any further, just sat on the sofa next to him and played with his mobile phone.

The living room was very quiet, and occasionally there was the sound of flipping through albums.

The two of them did their own thing without saying a word.

Until Jiang Lin raised his head inadvertently, he saw He Yang turned to a blank page of the album, holding a photo of Xu Chengyan and slowly put it in.

When Jiang Lin saw it, he immediately said, "Why did you put his photo with Shen Xiuzhu?!"

"You asked me for a photo, just to put the photo with Shen Xiuzhu's!" Jiang Lin exploded in an instant, "If you like Shen Xiuzhu, go after him! Don't pretend to be affectionate here!"

Jiang Lin: "I put the two photos of them together to confuse who they are!"

"Jiang Lin." He Yang's face sank.

"I don't know what you think!" Jiang Lin got up and said coldly, "I'm going back."

Jiang Lin didn't want to stay any longer, so he turned and left.

The housekeeper on the side came over and sent Jiang Lin away.

But when it was delivered to the gate of the courtyard, the housekeeper suddenly said, "Young Master Jiang, that album was left by Mrs. He."

In the past, the He family and the Shen family lived very close together, and the young master of the Shen family would run over from next door to accompany Mrs. He every time.

Mrs. He likes the young master of the Shen family very much. Every time there is something fun and delicious, she will leave a copy for the young master.

Mr. He's character is relatively dull. Mrs. He prefers the lively temperament of the young master. She often takes two children out to play together. She also specially asked the V brand finisher to make some children's clothes, and dresses up like the young master as a model. .

He Shao doesn't like to be a model, so he always watches from the side, while Mrs. He is tossing the young master, choosing clothes from a lot of children's clothes to match, and letting the young master change them.

Gradually, the two children grew up, and Mrs. He always accompanied them.

Mrs. He also took a lot of photos of the two children, and put the photo of He Yang and the young master into the family album.

But before Mrs. He could fill up the family album, she left suddenly.

The housekeeper recalled the past and explained, "Young He is looking through that album because he misses Mrs. He."

Mrs. He has been away for nine years.

When Mrs. He had an accident, Young Master He was the calmest of all—

There was no fuss, just calmly came to the bedside and glanced at the corpse.

Even on the second day of his death, Young Master He still went out as usual, and could not see the impact of his mother's death on him at all.

But nine years later, He Shao still hadn't come out.

Every time I have to look through the albums left by Mrs. He for a long time, but I have never added a photo.

Until today, He Shao finally added a new photo.

And that album was used by Mrs. He to record her family.

After Jiang Lin left the He family's old house, he went to a psychological clinic.

And because of the Chinese New Year, the streets are a little deserted.

Jiang Lin came to the clinic and saw that the doctor was already waiting inside.

Sitting opposite the doctor, Jiang Lin couldn't help but ask, "If you don't go back during the Chinese New Year, are you still open?"

"You called to come over, I just ran out of the house." The doctor smiled.

"Ah?" Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt a little guilty, and whispered: "It's actually nothing..."

"It's okay." The doctor's tone was gentle, "You can tell me anything."

"It's nothing..." Jiang Lin was a little confused, and whispered: "It's my brother who's weird..."

After the doctor heard it, the expression on his face also became more serious, "Mr. He's situation is more serious."

The doctor added, "But it looks like Mr. Jiang should be fine now."

Jiang Lin nodded, "I'm fine now."

He is doing fine now.

Jiang Lin took a deep breath and said, "I'll be looking for a job in a few days."

After graduating, he has been traveling outside to relax, and he doesn't even have a job.

The family couldn't stand it anymore and kept urging him to go to work.

But he didn't want to go to work in his family's company, and he always felt like he was being watched, so he told his family that he was looking for a job.

"What direction are you going to take?" the doctor asked.

"It's fine." Jiang Lin doesn't care, "Anyway, try it first, and then change it if it doesn't fit."

After thinking about it, the doctor said, "If you don't mind, you can come to my company."

"Your home?" Jiang Lin was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Is it a clinic?"

"No." The doctor laughed, opened the drawer again, took out a business card and handed it over, "It's an entertainment company."

Jiang Lin looked at the business card. Although he didn't know anything about the entertainment industry, he had heard the name of this entertainment company before, and it was quite famous.

"Really?" Jiang Lin was a little stunned and asked, "Aren't you a doctor?"

"It's the doctor." The doctor sighed, "If you don't work hard, you will have to go back and inherit hundreds of billions of property."

Jiang Lin hesitated: "But my major is not suitable for the entertainment industry..."

"It's okay." The doctor smiled, "I'll open the back door for you, so you can drop off."

In the end, Jiang Lin went to the entertainment company in the doctor's house.

Jiang Lin was too embarrassed to be airborne, so the doctor arranged for him a temporary job as an intern in an office.

The work of the interns is very messy, running around in the workshop every day, and there are a lot of documents to sort out.

The office is very busy, and my colleagues check the artist's work on the computer every day, arrange the itinerary, and plan promotions...

Some messy and trivial things are all handled by the office.

Jiang Lin was running around, just after checking the process with the next department, he returned to the office a little tired, ready to take a rest.

There were two other girls in the office, discussing together.

"How long does it take to finish the show? Is Reuters ready?"

"Wait, I'll tell Qin Zhou to let him cooperate..."

"It's a pity that the crew is too poor, and this suit is too cheap to rent..."

Jiang Lin listened to the discussion and walked past the two girls.

But when Jiang Lin inadvertently looked at the computer screen, he was instantly stunned.

On the screen, a black-haired youth in a suit leaned against the railing and turned his head to look at the camera.

And the black-haired facial features are very familiar, with a pair of peach eyes with a smile, and a small mole under the right eye.

Looking at the photo, Jiang Lin couldn't help asking, "This man... Who is he?"

Jiang Lin's voice trembled a little, staring at the photo closely, refusing to let go of every detail.

The girl at the computer desk looked up, looked back at the screen, and said, "He, Qin Zhou."

Jiang Lin opened his mouth, but his throat was hoarse, and he couldn't say a word.

In the end, Jiang Lin just went back to his work place, went through the company's artist list again, and found Qin Zhou's name.

Qin Zhou…

Jiang Lin hurriedly searched for the name on the Internet, and in an instant, he found a lot of information.

Jiang Lin couldn't wait to open the photo albums, and read them one by one, his heart beating faster and faster.

It's so similar.

Almost exactly like my sister-in-law.

It's as if my sister-in-law is still alive in this world.