Counterfeit

The first time Song Yuan saw Casper, he was sure that he had the same sexual orientation as himself. He stood in front of the elevator and frowned at the reminder board hanging on the wall. Casper glanced at him twice, then came up to ask him Do you need help.

The temperature in Brook City in winter was very low, Casper wore a light beige suit with a stiff texture, and the amber collar clip under the striped tie looked expensive.His nose was red with cold, and his slightly long golden curly hair was casually tied behind his ears. Song Yuan restrained his gaze and said the name of the company he was going to.

Casper was more cheerful than Song Yuan imagined. Knowing that Song Yuan was going to his company, Casper took his hand out of his pocket, opened his eyes a little wider, and said with a smile, "Excuse me, who are you looking for? Besides me No need to make an appointment, everyone else needs an appointment."

The elevator door opened, Song Yuan followed Casper up the elevator, and said with his eyes bent, "Then I'll find you."

Casper smiled happily, the corners of his mouth almost reached his temples, his hair was trembling, Song Yuan couldn't remember the last time he laughed like this, maybe it was 13 years old, maybe earlier.The elevator kept going up, Song Yuan took out his business card, Casper glanced at the name printed on it, and the smile in his eyes was even bigger.

"Ah, Xu Feng told me about you." Casper moved closer, lowered his voice and said with a smile, "He said you were taken advantage of."

It didn't take much time for Song Yuan to know that Casper grew up with the love of his family. He is a child who really sprouted in a honey pot. He doesn't need a golden spoon in his mouth. He can follow his own wishes. , choose a silver spoon or a plastic spoon.He speaks with unbridled arbitrariness, those come from enough love, and there are retreats for him to choose.

When the elevator door opened, Casper didn't go down, he looked sideways at Song Yuan, and asked him familiarly if he had breakfast.Song Yuan hasn't eaten properly for two days, but his organs seem to have pressed the pause button, and he can't feel hunger.

"No." Song Yuan looked into Casper's eyes and said.

Casper showed an expression of "I knew it", raised his hand and pressed the new floor button: "The coffee upstairs is not bad, and the muffins are delicious, especially the blueberry ones."

If Song Yuan was the person in charge of the company, he wouldn't keep a manager like Casper for more than 12 hours. Song Yuan originally prepared [-] harsh answers for this good-looking American, but now he can't say a single word.

Casper brought Song Yuan to the open-air cafe. He left Song Yuan the most suitable place for watching the scenery. He sat opposite him, ordered what he wanted to eat, and handed the menu to Song Yuan.Song Yuan didn't answer, he smiled and said he wanted the same one as Casper, not long after, the waiter brought two caramel lattes and two vanilla puffs.

Casper took a sip, his light eyebrows drawn together, he raised his hand and asked the waiter for two more packets of concentrated syrup.

"Just forgot to add the double sugar." Casper pinched the spoon with his fingers, Song Yuan's eyes fell on the letter tattoo on his right ring finger, the color was blue and the edges spread.

Sensing Song Yuan's gaze, Casper glanced at it indifferently: "It's the name of my first love, and his name is Roby."

"He confessed his love to me when he was 16 years old. I fell in love with him immediately. On his 18th birthday, I tattooed his name on my finger." Casper took a sip from his glass before continuing: "But the breakup was ugly. I caught him sleeping with someone else on the spot."

"Actually, I'm not too angry." Casper tapped the rim of his glass with his spoon, "Because I'll find the next one soon."

Casper spends 10 minutes telling his story with seven ex-boyfriends, each of which is short in duration, but all of them are intense.Song Yuan's relationship experience can be called weak. He couldn't understand how Casper quickly jumped into the next paragraph after withdrawing from the passionate love, but he was very envious.

The topic quickly shifted to Wen Ye, Casper's eyes lit up, he asked Song Yuan very excitedly if he had seen Wen Ye play basketball, and praised Wen Ye's dribbling, layup, and beautiful jump shot.

"He still has tattoos! I thought it wasn't allowed in his kind of family."

Listening to Casper's words, Song Yuan fell into a strange situation, like an effervescent tablet thrown into the water, constantly bubbling transparent bubbles, he couldn't restrain himself, because he had seen more appearances of Wen Ye Satisfied and delighted.

"He can actually do anything well." Song Yuan straightened the cup on the porcelain plate, looked downstairs unconsciously, and saw Wen Ye in a dark cotton jacket.Song Yuan suddenly fell silent, Casper gave him a curious look, then followed his gaze, stood up with a smile, and waved at Wen Ye.

Casper didn't turn around, he leaned on the railing to look at Wen Ye, and said cheerfully to Song Yuan who was sitting behind him, "I plan to chase him."

The spoon lying flat on the porcelain plate fell to the ground, Song Yuan paused for a few seconds, bent down to pick it up, and put it away again.

As Wen Ye appeared in the coffee shop, sat down beside Casper, drank coffee with his head down, and smiled with lowered eyes, these originally meaningless actions began to sparkle in Song Yuan's eyes.Because Wen Ye didn't look at him, Song Yuan automatically blocked what Wen Ye said, including the comment that he was "not familiar with him".

After breakfast was finished quickly, Casper stood up first and invited Wen Ye to have dinner together. Wen Ye smiled and said yes very briefly.

One word successfully shattered the ecological balance in Song Yuan's body. In the following morning meeting, he heard it in a daze. Xu Feng asked his opinion several times, but Song Yuan couldn't say a word. To Wen Ye and Casper who were sitting opposite. Casper was probably deserting like him, but his movements were much cuter than him. Casper lowered his head and wrote a few words in the notebook, then pushed it in front of Wen Ye. Wen Ye took a look, and the next second, his eyes were beautiful bend down.

The 10-minute morning meeting progressed slowly. At the end, Casper and Wen Ye stood up and walked out. Song Yuan apologized to Xu Feng who was chattering in his ear, and hurriedly followed behind them.Watching Wen Ye and Casper walk out of the building, the two maintained a polite distance, but Casper walked unsteadily, bumping into Wen Ye's shoulder from time to time.

Just looking at their backs, they are also worthy, Song Yuan followed behind them, sniffing.

Song Yuan asked himself to keep calm, Song Yuan just laughed when Casper talked to him, and Song Yuan didn't speak when they took the elevator together.It wasn't until the elevator door opened and Wen Ye's clothes were about to disappear into the corridor that Song Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Ye's cuff.

Wen Ye turned around, looked down at him, and didn't speak.

Song Yuan subconsciously stood up straighter. He retracted his hand, but he didn't know where to put it more suitable. He paused for a few seconds before he put his back behind his back in embarrassment.

"I have something to tell you." After Song Yuan finished speaking, Wen Ye remained silent, and Casper stood aside curiously and raised his eyebrows.

In fact, Song Yuan didn't know what he was going to say, he just thought he wanted to keep Wen Ye in this place, originally he wanted to tell Wen Ye that after you give up on me, you will definitely not find anything better, but God never has mercy and doesn't understand Cherished ones, Casper is fine.

Reason tells Song Yuan that Casper has what he doesn't have. Casper came out with the blessing of his family, went to a foreign country, and might marry an Asian face in the future.He is free, cheerful, enthusiastic, and fearless. Being loved by such a person will not hurt, Wen Ye will be very happy.It's a pity that selfishness will always prevail, even if the head is broken, Song Yuan began to hope that he can also be a vivid human being.

"I want to have a few words with Wen Ye alone." Song Yuan looked at Casper, "Can you come back later."

Casper was stunned for a moment, he glanced at Wen Ye, and nodded with some disappointment: "Then I—"

"No need." Wen Ye interrupted, he glanced at Casper, and then continued: "He and I, there is nothing that others can't listen to."

Casper nodded, standing behind the tall Wen Ye, like a pitiful puppy.Clenching his hands behind his back even tighter, Song Yuan raised his head, looked at Wen Ye, smiled and said, "I'm not with Wen Shu."

"I rejected him." Song Yuan spoke very slowly, trying to make every word clear, "We haven't met since then, and some things may not be what I thought."

"Song Yuan." Wen Ye called his name, with a deep voice, and he said quietly: "What's going on between you and Wen Shu has nothing to do with me. I don't know why it's so difficult to communicate with you now."

Wen Ye took the room card out of his pocket, without much hesitation: "I won't be the listener of your love story anymore, you don't have to tell me, and I don't want to hear it either."

"Also." Wen Ye opened the door and motioned for Casper to go in first. He turned around and said, "I hope this will be the last time you meddle in my company's affairs. Whether it's the vice president or the manager, you Don't interfere with me."

Because he had seen the way Wen Ye looked at him before, Song Yuan knew that Wen Ye probably really didn't want to waste time on him.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated again, Song Yuan took out the mobile phone a little slowly, leaned against the wall, and pressed to connect.Because the surroundings were too quiet, Song Yuan clearly heard Shen Feng let out a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone.

"President Song, when do you plan to come back? The project here really can't be delayed any longer."

"Vice President Song called several major shareholders yesterday, probably because he wanted to dilute your equity."

"If possible, can I book you a ticket back to Qiancheng in four hours?"

Song Yuan didn't speak, he stood in the corridor, with the air outlet of the central air conditioner above his head, the dry wind fell on him, like jumping off a cliff.

After waiting for a long time but still unable to hear Song Yuan's answer, Shen Feng glanced at the duration of the uninterrupted call, although as a secretary, she should not interfere with the boss's personal affairs, but she stopped for a while and asked: "Mr. Song, how are you?" ?”

This time, her boss didn't make her wait too long. Shen Feng heard Song Yuan on the other end of the phone, saying in a very soft voice, "Not good."