Counterfeit

Wen Shu is getting engaged.

Song Yuan's fingers hanging on the screen paused, then slid to the side button, and pressed to turn off the phone.

It is said that the battle for the engagement is very big, and the long-distance love race with the first love girlfriend will finally reach the end next month. Friends around me have sent blessings one after another, and those who could not attend the engagement banquet also sent flowers and gifts in advance.

Today, Song Yuan is also going to send blessings.

He opened the closet and took out a shirt from the bottom cabinet, light gray and made of pure cotton, it was given to him by Wen Shu when he graduated from college.Wen Shu's eyes, which seemed to always be out of focus, were rarely bent, and his thin lips were turned up, and then said to him: "It's very beautiful."

Song Yuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror. He was only slightly thinner than the previous few years, and his eyebrows and eyes were still childish.He took out the eyeliner from his pocket, moved it closer to the mirror, touched a small mole under the eyelid, and then smiled with satisfaction.

Everything is the same as it was at the beginning, clothes, hairstyles, and my heart that was beating endlessly because of what I heard.

Song Yuan didn't ask the driver to drive today. He sat in the driver's seat, took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and sent a voice message to Wen Shu.

[Brother Wen Shu, I'll be there in 10 minutes. ]

The car turned into the alley, Song Yuan looked at the not-so-spacious parking space not far away, took out his mobile phone and dialed.

There was a connection sound from the opposite side, followed by Wen Shu's less enthusiastic voice.

"Brother Wen Shu, I'm downstairs." Song Yuan's voice was soft and soft, he leaned back, and continued, "But that parking space is a bit small, I can't seem to park in it..."

There was a slight sound of the mouse on the opposite side, and after a few seconds, Wen Shu hummed before saying, "I'll go down."

After waiting for too long, Song Yuan saw Wen Shu push the door out of the apartment building.

He should have just come back from going out, still wearing a white shirt and stiff trousers, his hair glued up, revealing his beautiful forehead and browbones.Song Yuan rolled down the car window, poked his head out, called Brother Wenshu, and then waved at him with a smile.

Wen Shu came over and opened the car door, Song Yuan got out of the car, the two exchanged places, Wen Shu glanced sideways at the rear view mirror, and turned the steering wheel.Song Yuan stood aside obediently, and after Wen Shu parked the car, he said with a smile: "You are still the best, I just fell for a long time and didn't fall in."

"Then you should take the driver's license test again." Wen Shu got out of the car and returned the car keys to him. When Song Yuan reached out to pick it up, he pushed upward slightly, and Wen Shu's fingertips touched his palm.

"Why didn't Wen Ye come?" Wen Shu asked suddenly.

"He." Song Yuan sighed, his steps up the stairs were light, "Maybe he got too drunk at someone's house again."

Wen Shu frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but then he didn't say it.

"I heard your voices from a long distance away." The woman stood tall and straight by the door. Hearing that the pace of going upstairs was quicker, he walked up to the woman and put his arm around her waist.

"Don't do that." Lu Keying shyly pushed Wen Shu twice, "Song Yuan is still here..."

Song Yuan raised his head and smiled at Lu Keying.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Yuan could smell the smell of seafood. When he walked around the entrance, he saw a pot of crabs placed in the center of the table.

Lu Keying took Song Yuan's arm and walked inside, then turned her head and said to him: "I know you are coming today, Wen Shu and I went to the market early in the morning to buy crabs, they are very fresh."

Song Yuan sat down at the table, he stared at the glowing red crab shell, and said with a smile, "Brother Wen Shu has been exposed to me again."

Wen Shu didn't speak, but Lu Keying was really happy, she picked the biggest one from a pot of crabs for Song Yuan.

"He can't eat too much if he likes it, it's not good for his stomach."

In the white porcelain plate, a huge crab nestled in all directions, and its two stupid-looking eyes were wide open, probably dying.Song Yuan pulled off a crab leg very skillfully, and bit open the crisp crab shell, revealing the snow-white crab meat inside.

"There is rice wine, would Song Yuan want a drink?"

"He doesn't drink." Wen Shu rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his fair arms.

"It's okay." Song Yuan shook the crab legs in his hand, "To celebrate your engagement, I'll drink a small cup."

Lu Keying took out the wine glass from the kitchen and poured him a small glass of rice wine. The orange light from the top of her head was cast into the wine, and the glass of wine was yellow as if poisoned.

Song Yuan lowered his head and took a sip, his facial features squeezed together, and he smiled wryly while fanning his mouth: "It's too spicy, too spicy!"

Wen Shu put the crab meat he had just picked out into Song Yuan's plate, his voice softened, "Eat something and press it down."

Song Yuan picked up the crab meat with chopsticks, put it in his mouth for a while, and then said inarticulately, "Thank you, Brother Wenshu."

The small glass of rice wine quickly drained, Song Yuan's cheeks flushed, and his eyes became dizzy, and he wanted to let Lu Keying pour the wine again, Wen Shu didn't speak, but expressed his opinion with his eyes.Lu Keying didn't move, Song Yuan was so cowardly, he stood up unsteadily, and went to get the wine bottle at Wen Shu's hand.

"Stop drinking." Wen Shu pressed Song Yuan's wrist, and gave him a dissatisfied look.

Song Yuan might really be drunk, his eyelids were pink, and the tip of his slightly raised eyes was half-closed.

"Brother Wen Shu won't let you drink, so I won't drink it." Seeing Song Yuan give up, Wen Shu let go of his hand, but from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Song Yuan's straightened lips, and he turned his thin white wrist. About to knock over the bottle.

Wen Shu frowned, stretched out his hand to block it, the back of Song Yuan's hand hit the wine bottle, and the slender glass bottle fell to the right along with the force.The bottle cap was not completely closed, and the translucent yellow liquid spilled out, splashing on the clean shirt.

"I'm sorry...Brother Wen Shu..." Song Yuan seemed a little flustered, the hand hanging by his side was bewilderedly grabbing the hem of his trousers, he seemed to be frightened, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

Wen Shu didn't have much expression on his face, he glanced at the wine-stained shirt, and then at Song Yuan who was standing aside.

"It's okay." Wen Shu sighed, he slowed down his tone, stood up and walked to the bedroom, "I'm going to change clothes."

Lu Keying was also taken aback. She didn't care to appease Song Yuan, and wiped the floor with a paper towel in a hurry, but the orange liquid quickly seeped into the cracks of the floor tiles, and she couldn't wipe it off no matter how much she wiped.Then Song Yuan saw Lu Keying raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

When the news came out, he had already changed into another shirt, and he handed the dirty clothes to Lu Keying.

"Give it to me." Song Yuan sniffed, stretched out his hand tremblingly, looked at Wen Shu pitifully, and quickly looked away: "I got dirty, I'll wash it."

Wen Shu originally wanted to refuse, but Song Yuan looked stubborn and scary, he turned the hand holding the shirt to Song Yuan.

"It's okay if you don't wash it clean." Wen Shu said, "I have many of the same ones."

The next meal ended quickly, Song Yuan was distracted with the dirty shirt, and he was obsessed with going back to do the laundry.Seeing that Wen Shu had a headache, he sent Song Yuan to the door, thought for a while and said, "Remember to ask for a substitute driver."

"I know." Song Yuan hugged the shirt in his arms, he glanced at Lu Keying who was standing behind, and smiled, "I forgot to wish Brother Wenshu and Sister Keying a happy engagement."

Before Lu Keying could answer, he turned around and went downstairs.

The surrogate driver was already waiting by the car, Song Yuan threw the keys to him, and opened the door by himself.

"Where are you going, sir?"

"Linjing Villa."

Song Yuan looked down at the shirt in his hand, he slowly spread the shirt out and covered himself.

Linjing Villa is a villa area on the border of Guizhou City. It takes more than two hours to drive there from Wen Shu's house, and there is no traffic jam.So when the car stopped in front of the gate, Song Yuan had already fallen asleep.

After the surrogate driver left, Song Yuan handed over the car keys to the security guard and asked him to park the car in the garage.In fact, the community security is not in charge of this business, but Song Yuan is the developer of this real estate, so he deserves the privilege.

Song Yuan held the shirt and pushed open the door, but the door was unlocked.

He opened the door and walked in, through the long straight corridor, in the empty living room, there was a person sitting on the carpet with his back to him.

He turned his head when he heard the sound, then smiled lightly and said, "I'm back."

It was a face that was very similar to Wen Shu's, with slender eye tips, bony nose bridge, and lips, all the same.

However, Wen Shu never showed such a smile to him, this is what Song Yuan was most dissatisfied with.

"Put this on." Song Yuan threw the shirt over, then raised his hand to unbutton his collar.The man took off his shirt and walked over, revealing his firm belly.

Song Yuan raised his arm and climbed up the man's neck, rubbed the corner of his lips with his index finger, Song Yuan looked up at him, and after a while, said to him softly: "Wen Ye, don't laugh like that."

"That's not like him."