Counterfeit

A superhero movie was playing on the flight to Palau. Although this was a field Song Yuan had never set foot in, when Wen Ye handed him another earphone, he still took it and put it on.Wen Ye looked very happy, the light from the electronic screen shone on his face, as if even his eyelashes were glowing.

Song Yuan exposed his shortcoming after 3 minutes of playing the opening title. He leaned his head against the back of Wen Ye's chair. Ask: "Is this Superman?"

Wen Ye smiled helplessly, turned his body towards Song Yuan, his eyes were still fixed on the screen: "This is Marvel."

"Oh." Song Yuan nodded, leaning his head on Wen Ye's shoulder, the blue progress bar walked slowly for a while, and he couldn't help asking Wen Ye: "Then this is Batman?"

Wen Ye turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at Song Yuan. It didn't take long for Song Yuan to notice his gaze and looked up at him.The dimly lit cabin seems to be very suitable for kissing. The second the flight attendant closed the curtain, Wen Ye unbuckled his seat belt, bowed his head and kissed Song Yuan.Originally, kissing at high altitude was considered romantic, but when Wen Ye kissed the corner of Song Yuan’s mouth, the protagonist who was kissed said in an unpleasant way: “The safety manual says to fasten your seat belt during the flight.”

Wen Ye moved away a little, looked into Song Yuan's eyes, and said, "You can also violate the rules when necessary." Song Yuan didn't answer, he just leaned forward to deepen the kiss, and at the same time released his own safety. bring.The movie was still playing, and even though he had watched the movie no less than ten times, he would temporarily forget the well-known plot development when he kissed Song Yuan.

The long flight time can be consumed by kissing and holding hands a few times. When getting off the plane, the blond stewardess stood at the door of the cabin and said to Song Yuan with a smile in her unproficient Chinese: "I wish you a good journey! Happy." Song Yuan glanced at the back of Wen Ye's head who was walking in front, then turned to the stewardess and said, "Yes."

Song Yuan booked the air ticket to Palau, but Wen Ye took care of the specific itinerary. As soon as he walked out of the airport, Song Yuan saw a dark-skinned man holding a card that said Song and Wen.Wen Ye handed him the luggage in his hand, and greeted him in English with a familiar tone. The man paused for a while, and looked over Wen Ye to land on Song Yuan.

"It's Song, it's right at first glance." The man didn't continue the topic, he pulled the suitcase and walked forward, briefly introducing them to the hotel they were going to stay in later.Song Yuan followed Wen Ye, and when he was about to get in the car, he asked Wen Ye if he had been to Palau before. Wen Ye smiled, and answered him with a relaxed tone: "It is."

After being with Song Yuan, Wen Ye would occasionally think back to that somewhat shabby unrequited love time, and think of the useless work he did in this relationship, for example, because Song Yuan looked at the page of the geography magazine in Palau when he was in school. After staying for more than ten seconds, he walked through all the mangrove forests during the next vacation, wishing to count how many ebony and banyan trees there were in the entire island.But these are not all useless efforts, just like now, when Wen Ye is holding hands with Song Yuan, he can casually tell the scientific names of strange-looking plants on the roadside, and the El Niño phenomenon that occurs every ten years in Jellyfish Lake. Received Song Yuan's adoring gaze five times.

The itinerary arranged by Wen Ye seemed a bit sloppy. When the weather was fine, Wen Ye would surf with his board in his arms, and Song Yuan lay paralyzed under the parasol with a smirk as he watched Wen Ye being thrown down by the waves.I would also catch a glimpse of a couple next to each other rubbing sunscreen, ran to the convenience store to buy the largest sunscreen, walked up to Wen Ye and wanted to wipe it for him, but in the end the crotch was wet by the sudden waves, and changed to Wen Ye Holding a surfboard and giggling.

Surfing ended at four in the afternoon, Song Yuan was not in the room when Wen Ye came out of the shower, the phone screen was on, Wen Ye picked up the phone, there was a map of the exhibition hall on it, and there was a red dot at the location of the aquarium.

Song Yuan is very bad at making surprises, but even though Wen Ye has already guessed the plot that will happen next, when he saw Song Yuan appearing in the huge glass tank wearing diving equipment, he still couldn't help it Heartbeat.Song Yuan's swimming posture was a little stiff, his hands were pressed against the glass, and his lower body floated up uncontrollably.

Wen Ye walked over and looked up at Song Yuan in the glass display window.

Some vague human voices sounded above his head, and after a few seconds, Wen Ye saw Song Yuan take off his mask and respirator, his raised hair looked soft, and fine drops of water condensed on his eyelashes.Compared with the flopping black flippers, Wen Ye paid more attention to Song Yuan's squinting eyes and the shape of his mouth. Although the duration was very short, Song Yuan was saying to him: I love you.

When Song Yuan came out from behind the pillar, his hair was still dripping and his face was pale, but he said excitedly to Wen Ye, "Did you see it? How is it? Isn't it very romantic?" Wen Ye looked down at Song Yuan Yuan paused for a moment and raised his hand to wipe off a large drop of water on his temples. Even though the diving posture was stiff and his expression was not very good when he said I love you, Wen Ye still replied to Song Yuan: "It's very romantic. "

This is the romance given to Wen Ye, and the romance Song Yuan got was at 27:[-] pm the next day.Song Yuan and Wen Ye still took a casual walk on the beach. After Wen Ye introduced the bread tree to Song Yuan, they joined a beach volleyball match.The match was initiated by a German couple. When two players were missing, a man in beach shorts ran up to Wen Ye, grabbed his shoulders, turned his head and yelled at the people behind him: "This is my player! "And Song Yuan was forced to become Wen Ye's opponent.

Although Wen Ye kept feeding Song Yuan, Song Yuan still failed to catch any of them. After five rounds in a row, when the sixth ball came to Song Yuan, Song Yuan used all his strength to catch the ball. hit the opposite side.The yellow and white volleyball spun past everyone and hit the half-built sandcastle not far away.

The five-year-old owner of the sandcastle, who hadn't noticed the bad news, was squatting on the ground, pouring sand into the small blue bucket over and over again.Song Yuan stood still and didn't move until Wen Ye bent over the ball site beside him, pulled his wrist and led him to run forward, and Song Yuan's escaped soul returned to its place.

Hit and run is not Song Yuan's style, Song Yuan's pace slowed down, Wen Ye turned to look at him, the black hair on his forehead was blown up with the wind, exposing his forehead.Fingers went down the wrist bone, and after interlocking with Song Yuan, Wen Ye smiled and said to him: "Run fast."

Song Yuan really couldn't escape this time.

Wen Ye stopped, and before he had time to tease Song Yuan's frail body, he was hugged by Song Yuan. Song Yuan's strength was so strong that Wen Ye unconsciously took two steps back.Because Song Yuan didn't say anything, Wen Ye followed him silently.The ultraviolet rays on the island are strong, Wen Ye forced Song Yuan to apply thick sunscreen every day, but the skin on the back of his neck still slipped through the net.

Wen Ye covered Song Yuan's flushed skin with his palm, and lightly touched Song Yuan's back with the other hand: "It's okay, I'm here."

Song Yuan hid in Wen Ye's arms, his eyelids and ears were hot, he could hear his own noisy heartbeat, the surrounding waves, beach and bread trees seemed redundant at this moment.

Song Yuan raised his head, looked at Wen Ye for a long time, and then said to him: "Wen Ye, can I propose to you?"

"I know it's not very popular to get passports these days, but I'm just tacky and I want our names to be on the same piece of paper."

Wen Ye didn't think about it for a long time this time, he brushed off the sand from Song Yuan's neckline, then bent his eyes and said to Song Yuan: "It depends on your performance."

"I can make a performance appraisal form, and you rate me based on my performance, which is true and fair."

The smile on Wen Ye's face was even bigger: "Mr. Song, have you always been this rude?"

"Earth?" Song Yuan refused to admit it.

"Ah."

"Then do you like it or not?"

"I like it." Wen Ye said, "I like it very much."

Like all vulgar things, they are the first-time traitors in the universe.

——End