Counterfeit

The plane passed through hazy clouds, and the sky outside the window was a grayish blue, with sporadic lights flickering in the distance.

Wen Ye turned his head and looked down at Song Yuan who was sitting next to him.Even on a long-distance flight, he sat very well, the reading light above his head was still on, casting an orange light on him.

Wen Ye remembered that the first time he felt his heart for Song Yuan was at a class reunion.We sat drinking together that day, and played some clichéd truth or dare. The girls around smiled and asked his ideal type. He stared at the beer foam gradually disappearing in the wine glass, and suddenly thought of Song Yuan's face .

From that time on, he didn't know what went wrong, even Song Yuan's cold eyes and slender eyelashes made him feel ambiguous.

Thinking of this, Wen Ye laughed because of his terminal illness.

Song Yuan frowned slightly, then opened his eyes, his eyelashes drooping wearily, he moved, and the blanket covering his body slipped to his waist.

"Finally woke up." Wen Ye rubbed his shoulders pretendingly, and turned his body towards Song Yuan, "You used me as a pillow, so I didn't dare to move."

"I never sleep next to someone." Song Yuan's voice was low and hoarse, he cleared his throat, and two seconds later, Wen Ye handed him a bottle of mineral water.

Song Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then reached out to take the water.

The bottle cap was half loose, and Song Yuan opened it with almost no effort. After taking a sip, he realized that he was much thirstier than he imagined.Wen Ye raised his hand to turn on the indicator light, and not long after, a stewardess in a dark red uniform came over, Wen Ye smiled at her: "The order is ready for delivery now."

Wen Ye turned his head, and his eyes quickly passed Song Yuan's wet lips. He stretched out his hand and lifted the blanket that Song Yuan had slid to his waist.

After a while, the stewardess came over with a plate. Song Yuan glanced at it. It was fried asparagus, cheese cake, and seafood noodles.

Song Yuan is very squeamish in some aspects, for example, he can't smell the smell of airplane food when flying, and he doesn't know how to cook, but he is very good at picking and choosing.

"It's so greasy." Song Yuan held the spoon, frowned and pushed the cheesecake a little farther away.

"Really?" Wen Ye's voice was muffled, he looked at Song Yuan's frowning brows, raised his hand, grabbed his wrist, and leaned over to hold the spoon in Song Yuan's hand.

The light in the cabin was very dark, Wen Ye's lips looked soft, and the warm and moist breath fell on Song Yuan's fingertips.

"It's a bit greasy." Wen Ye moved away a little, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, then put the cheesecake aside: "Then I won't eat it."

"Don't you know that I used this spoon?" Song Yuan asked him.

Wen Ye raised his eyes, his pupils became darker in the dim light, he suddenly smiled, tilted his head and leaned into Song Yuan's ear: "Is it because you and I haven't kissed for a long time that you ask this question?" kind of problem."

Song Yuan froze for a moment, trying to find a breakthrough to refute, but the facts were regrettable.

Although Wen Ye was stating the facts, Song Yuan didn't like this kind of intimate tone, he avoided his eyes, frowned, and pushed Wen Ye away.Song Yuan lowered his head and put a small piece of asparagus into his mouth. The taste was very light, so light that he couldn't fault it.Song Yuan looked at the porthole, and Wen Ye's facial features reflected on the glass were a little fuzzy, like ice cream that would melt away anytime in summer.

Song Yuan looked at it for a while, then looked away, lowered his head and ate up the asparagus in front of him.

After more than three hours, the landing announcement sounded in the cabin, and the plane would land at Vancouver International Airport in four or ten minutes. At 10:26 p.m. local time, the temperature was 51.8 degrees Fahrenheit, much colder than Qiancheng.

Song Yuan turned his head, Wen Ye's head was resting on the back of the chair, a few strands of hair fell on his eyelids, maybe because he felt uncomfortable, Wen Ye frowned slightly.

Perhaps because of kindness, five seconds later, Song Yuan stretched out his hand and brushed the hair off Wen Ye's eyelids.Wen Ye seemed to be sleeping soundly because of his actions, and he didn't open his eyes until the plane had completely landed.

After successfully getting the checked luggage, Song Yuan walked out of the airport and got into the car that came to pick him up.

Shen Feng sat in front and handed him the final contract. Song Yuan carefully read the temporary clauses and signed them after confirming that they were correct.

When handing the contract to her, Song Yuan saw Shen Feng's hesitant gaze resting on Wen Ye's face.

"Just say it."

Shen Feng paused, and then said: "The new human resources director privately embezzled the employee's insurance premiums to buy a regular term."

"Yeah." Song Yuan looked at her, "Call the police if the amount is enough."

"But it seems your uncle's relatives—"

"I have no relatives." Song Yuan said to her.

Shen Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded at him, and turned back.

The car stopped in front of Canada Place, Song Yuan opened the door, the cold wind poured into the car in an instant, he shrank his shoulders unconsciously.Song Yuan put his hand on the door handle, Wen Ye suddenly stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand caught the half-closed car door.

"The wind abroad is so cold." Wen Ye looked at him through the crack of the door, pulled the hem of the clothes with the other hand, and took off the sweater on his body.

Wen Ye handed over the clothes, the veins on the back of his hands protruding slightly due to the force: "Put it on."

"I'm going to sign the contract."

"Signing a contract will be cold." Wen Ye sent the clothes forward again, with a rare serious expression on his face.

Song Yuan originally wanted to tell him that to sign a contract, you need to wear formal clothes and be indoors, so you won't be cold.He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Ye's reddened tiger's mouth. After a few seconds, he stretched out his hand, took the clothes, and said "thank you" to him softly.The body temperature on the cotton sweater made Song Yuan feel warm for a short time.

Wen Ye closed the car door, Song Yuan didn't know what happened, he raised his hand and knocked on the car glass, the window slowly lowered.

"I have something to do at night." Song Yuan said, "It will be late when I go back."

Wen Ye was stunned for a moment, and moved his fingers lightly on the car window. He looked at Song Yuan, and then showed a beautiful smile: "Okay, got it."

Song Yuan had nothing to say, he nodded, hugged the clothes Wen Ye stuffed into his arms, turned around and walked into the building.

After walking a few steps, Song Yuan saw Chen Kaixi whom he hadn't seen for a long time. She stood by the glass door and waved at him with her hand raised. The fire between her fingers flickered on and off.

Song Yuan walked over, just as Chen Kaixi spit out the smoke, Song Yuan frowned, and took two steps back.

"Who is that man who followed you?" Chen Kaixi dusted off the cigarette, "Looks familiar."

Song Yuan didn't answer, he glanced at Chen Kaixi's hair, and said, "What's the matter with your red hair?"

"Ah, this." Chen Kaixi looked down at the curly red hair falling on his chest, curled his lips: "The ex-boyfriend said he hates the red hair of Spanish women."

"So I went to get one right away." Chen Kaixi threw away the cigarette butt, picked up a wisp and shook it at Song Yuan, "How is it?"

Song Yuan complimented it perfunctorily, then followed Chen Kaixi into the building.

Because the contract had been revised many times before, the process was much simpler when it was finally signed.When the other party's assistant went to file the contract, Chen Kaixi lifted his chin and glanced at the sweater in Song Yuan's arms.

"What do you mean by hugging clothes?"

"I'm afraid it will be cold." Song Yuan thought about it and said to her.

After signing the contract, Chen Kaixi drove Song Yuan to a bar. She chose a seat by the window and sat down. After finding a more comfortable position, she took out a cigarette, but she didn't smoke after she lit it.

"Fuck! I'm not mistaken!" Chen Kaixi patted the table and leaned back, "The one in the car just now is Wen Shu, right?"

"You got him at last?"

Song Yuan was taken aback for a moment before saying no.

"Then who was that person just now?" Chen Kaixi took a puff of cigarette, raised his head and waved to the waiter at the side, and ordered two glasses of tequila.

"Or did you finally go crazy and make a bionic man according to what you heard?" Chen Kaixi smiled.

"No." The waiter came over with a tray, and Song Yuan took down the wine before saying, "It's his brother."

Chen Kaixi clicked his tongue, and took a sip from the wine glass, leaving a small circle of red lipstick marks on the rim of the glass: "You are so lucky, brother, if you fail, God will reward you with an identical one."

The ice cubes resting in the glass almost took up the entire glass, with a small green mint leaf on top, and half a lemon stuck in the rim.

Song Yuan held the cup in his hand, his fingertips were icy.

"It's not what you think." Song Yuan paused for a few seconds before continuing: "We are in an agreement relationship."

It didn't take long for the wine glass in front of Chen Kaixi to run out. She shook the wine list and ordered another glass.In the next ten minutes, Song Yuan summarized his relationship with Wenye in very concise words, and specifically emphasized the amount he paid Wenye every month.

But Chen Kaixi laughed.

She coiled her red curly hair loosely, raised her wine glass, and touched the glass placed in front of him: "Song Yuan, can you use your brain?"

"The youngest son of the Wen family, even if the card is suspended at home, how poor can he be?"

"Is he guilty of humiliating, looking at your face to make a living?"

Chen Kaixi's speech was very fast, like glass beads falling on a plate, and even the lingering sound was disturbing.

After Chen Kaixi drank her third glass of vodka and exchanged contact information with the waiter who had been watching her, she and Song Yuan left the bar.Song Yuan showed the driver the address of Shen Fengding's hotel. There were several lines in the English address, but the driver only glanced at it and nodded.

"Ah, this hotel is very famous." Chen Kaixi said to him.

Chen Kaixi said that the hotel is composed of more than 30 single-family villas. The exterior walls of the villas are white reliefs, surrounded by various landscape fountains. Compared with the hotel, it is more like a quiet residential area for the rich.

Song Yuan got off the car in front of the hotel. He walked in along the gravel road and saw a square swimming pool with fallen leaves, a pavilion with a light-colored roof, a wet lawn, and Wen Ye sitting on the lawn.

He was wearing a white bathrobe and slippers from the hotel, his hair was still wet, and there were two fat orange cats nestled by his feet. One black and white cat was lying on his body, hooking its paws to grab the snacks in his hand.

The streetlight above his head suddenly flickered a few times, Wen Ye raised his head and looked at him.

The air was humid and cool, as if a cold rain would fall at any moment, Wen Ye sat on the lawn, smiled at him, and said, "I'm back."

Song Yuan didn't speak, he watched Wen Ye stand up, grass was stained on his bathrobe, and there were several cat paw prints in different shades.

He picked up the cat on his body and pointed at him.Song Yuan felt that it was an uncute cat with a serious appearance, yellow eyes, and a small white spot above the tip of the nose.

Wen Ye took a few steps towards him, held up the limp cat in his hand, and said to him with a smile, "Does it look like you?"

At that moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, making the leaves and the moon turbulent.

Wen Ye bent down, put the cat on the ground, put his hands in the pockets of the bathrobe, and the shadow was stretched very long.

"Let's go back."

Song Yuan said "oh", and walked towards Wen Ye.