After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

It was already early morning when Xu Chengyan received the call.

"Come and pick me up." The man on the other end of the phone had a hoarse voice, and the background sound was chaotic.

After that, I hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Chengyan received another location message, and the location showed that it was in a local bar.

Xu Chengyan held back his sleepiness, got up and changed his clothes, picked up the car keys and hurried out the door.

Winter had just passed, and it was still a little cold outside. Xu Chengyan wrapped his coat tightly and got into the car.

Although it was already one o'clock in the morning, there was still a lively scene on Central Street, with shop lights lit everywhere.

Xu Chengyan came to the bar, passed through the crowd skillfully, and walked towards the private room inside. When he opened the door, he saw the man surrounded by the crowd at a glance.

The lights in the box were dim and chaotic. Several young boys were sitting and drinking together, while the man in the middle of the sofa was leaning on the back of the chair casually, shaking a wine glass in his hand.

Suddenly, the man seemed to notice something and looked up in the direction of the door.

Someone in the box also noticed the figure at the door and coaxed: "Yanyan is here!"

"It's really here! It's all here!"

"After all, it was Shao He himself who made the call, so Yanyan must come!"

A group of young men jokingly looked at the man in the middle of the sofa.

The man glanced at the black-haired youth at the door, put the wine glass on the table, and said to the others, "Go back first."

"Hey, is He Shaozhen leaving?"

"Young Master He, won't you have a few more drinks?"

The man ignored the voices around him, and just walked straight out of the box, and because the bar was a little hot, he pulled his tie at will.

After getting in the car, the man leaned back in the seat tiredly and closed his eyes.

Xu Chengyan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, leaned over to help the man fasten his seat belt, noting the man's frown.

The two were very close, and Xu Chengyan could still smell the strong smell of wine on the man's body, and said softly, "If Mr. doesn't like it, don't drink so much next time."

The man still closed his eyes and didn't respond, as if he fell asleep and didn't hear it.

The man didn't wake up until the car stopped under the apartment.

Back at the apartment, He Yang took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa.

Xu Chengyan walked over, hung the clothes on the sofa on the coat rack next to him, and said, "Sir, I'll make soup."

Xu Chengyan walked towards the kitchen, preparing to make a hangover soup.

"No need." He Yang leaned on the sofa, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "Are there any more wontons?"

"Only the last meal of wontons is left." Xu Chengyan came to the refrigerator, "I plan to keep it for Mr. tomorrow morning."

"Then eat wontons now."

Xu Chengyan smiled and couldn't help but ask, "If you eat now, what will you eat tomorrow morning, sir?"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." He Yang said casually.

Xu Chengyan held back his smile and took out a bowl of wrapped wontons from the refrigerator.

Mr. still likes to eat wontons so much.

Xu Chengyan suddenly remembered that when he first moved in to live with his husband, he made a bowl of wontons on a whim one day for his husband to eat. After that, the husband became fond of eating wontons, and he would prepare wonton wrappers in advance at home.

Then this habit has been maintained for five years.

Xu Chengyan went into the kitchen, and after the wontons were cooked, he went to the dining room and shouted to the living room, "Sir, it's done."

He Yang, who was leaning on the sofa, got up and walked step by step.

Xu Chengyan took a spoon and placed it on the plate, reminding, "It might be a little hot."

He Yang didn't say a word, just looked at the young man at the table, a little dazed.

The young man's peach blossom eyes were filled with tenderness. He was wearing a white shirt with slightly rolled up sleeves. It seemed that the top two buttons of the shirt were not fastened because it was hot in the kitchen.

He Yang's eyes fell on the young man's fair collarbone, he suddenly got up and leaned over, hugged the young man from behind, and lowered his head to rest on his shoulders.

Xu Chengyan was stunned for a moment and said, "Sir?"

He Yang still didn't answer. He lowered his head and rubbed lightly on the young man's shoulder. His lips were pressed against the young man's side neck. He stretched out one hand in front of the young man and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

The two had been in close contact many times, and Xu Chengyan also knew what He Yang meant, but still asked, "Sir, won't you eat first?"

"Wait before eating." He Yang replied casually, with a little force on his hand, he picked up the person and walked towards the living room.

He Yang put the young man in his arms on the sofa and looked down at the person in front of him.

He Yang looked at the pair of peach blossom eyes, slowly raised his hand, untied the tie around his neck, then covered the tie over the young man's eyes, and leaned down.

And the bowl of hot wontons was still alone on the dining table, from steaming to cooling.

Until the end, He Yang was not able to eat the wonton.

However, He Yang had already "eaten" another supper.

When He Yang woke up the next morning, the pillow was empty.

He Yang got up and walked to the corridor, smelling the fragrance from the kitchen.

He Yang leaned against the kitchen and saw the young man in pajamas making breakfast in the kitchen.

Xu Chengyan also heard the movement behind him, looked back, and smiled: "I got up a little late in the morning. I didn't buy wonton wrappers, so I bought dumplings and came back."

The dumplings in the pot were already cooked, Xu Chengyan turned off the heat and brought two bowls over.

After the two of them had breakfast, He Yang went back to the bedroom to change clothes.

He Yang had to go to the company in the morning, and Xu Chengyan was holding a tie beside him.

Xu Chengyan helped to tie his tie, and asked again, "Sir, are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

"It should be." He Yang said lightly.

Xu Chengyan adjusted his tie, raised his head, and smiled at the man, "Then I will wait for Mr.

"Yeah." He Yang responded indifferently and turned to leave.

Xu Chengyan looked at He Yang's back, but didn't feel anything, after all, he was used to the indifference of men.

The husband has always been like this. He is indifferent to everyone around him. Even in front of his friends, he is always calm and rarely shows his emotions.

At the beginning, Xu Chengyan was still at a loss, whether Mr. Tangle liked him or not.

But later, after the two got along for a long time, he gradually let go, because Mr. is such an iceberg character.

He has also been waiting, waiting for the day when the iceberg melts.

But even if the iceberg doesn't melt, the status quo is enough.

At least he is the most special person around Mr.

They lived together like a couple for five years.

And the gentleman is the only one by his side, there are no other messy little lovers or anything.

Everything was so beautiful, it was like a dream.

He is already, very satisfied.