Watching the sea and feeling the breeze on a winter night means you are either crazy or have a mental problem.
However, Ye Kai gently broke free from his restraints, put his hands on the steering wheel, and said "OK".
The car drove up to Stanley Park. The lights of North Vancouver across the river were bright. The tide was high, and the black sea water was rising gently in waves, shaking the white yachts in the harbor. Ye Kai found a place to park and found Chen Youhan asleep, with his head slightly tilted to one side, breathing slowly, and his handsome face was illuminated by a gentle arc of light from the distant lights outside the window. Ye Kai watched him quietly for a while accompanied by the sound of the waves before waking him up.
The two of them went down to the ground and were immediately shivered by the sea breeze. Chen Youhan had drunk a lot of wine and was exposed to the wind, so he was immediately drunk. His steps became unsteady and his consciousness seemed to rise and fall with the waves.
Ye Kai stood side by side with him. The water was black, and the lights were bright yellow, swaying on the sea under the moonlight, like ethereal plankton. There were still people running against the wind on the trail, and on the lawn, there were a few young people who were as crazy as them sitting in groups of three or four.
Who would come to see the sea in the middle of winter? They are either in love or heartbroken. Although Ye Kai was wrapped in a down jacket, he still felt the cold wind seeping into his bones. He asked teasingly, "Brother Youhan, is the sea in Vancouver beautiful?"
Chen Youhan smoothed his hair and whistled softly and melodiously.
"Excuse me for asking you a question," he said politely.
"Please go ahead." Chen Youhan reciprocated.
"I didn't mean to say you're old, but," Ye Kai tilted his head and laughed so hard that he almost choked, "Are you cold?"
Chen Youhan: “…” Seventeen or eighteen years old are considered arrogant, and those over twenty-five are ruthlessly classified as middle-aged people. At the “advanced age” of thirty-three, he is still called brother. That’s really Ye Kai giving face.
"What's wrong with being cold?" In the dim light and shadow, Chen Youhan glanced at him with amusement.
"cold……"
"You want to keep me warm, right?" Chen Youhan seemed to have suddenly realized something and raised his arms to hug Ye Kai. But it was not enough, it looked like Ye Kai was cold, not him. So he went behind Ye Kai, stretched out his arms, one hand around his shoulders, the other hand across his waist, and hugged Ye Kai tightly in his arms.
Ye Kai froze.
"Thanks to you," Chen Youhan said, his hot breath blowing into Ye Kai's ears and neck, "I feel much warmer."
Ye Kai: “…”
No, that's not what he meant.
The two stood there in the dark, like the crazy couple who wanted to jump into the sea to commit suicide after watching the sea. Ye Kai's scalp was numb, his heart was trembling, and his fingertips were numb as if they were electrified. He surrendered and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, you are young and strong, and the zero-degree sea breeze can't do anything to you, right, Brother Youhan."
Chen Youhan's breath smelled of alcohol, which was blown away by the wind, leaving only a little sweet aftertaste that numbed Ye Kai's sense of smell. He said, "Will you dare to do it again next time?"
"I dare not," Ye Kai followed suit, "You will always be twenty-five in my heart."
Only then did Chen Youhan let him go and flicked his finger on his forehead, as if he had just been playing a joke on Ye Kai.
But Ye Kai didn't find it funny. He felt as if he was frozen in -100 degrees of ice, with only his heart beating wildly.
The two walked slowly along the trail. The wind seemed to have died down a little. Chen Youhan held his palm and lit a cigarette. After taking a puff, he put it between his fingertips. The two of them were silent. After a while, Chen Youhan suddenly said, "Ye Kai."
Ye Kai turned his head to look at him, waiting for what to say next.
"Am I a hopeless bastard in your eyes?"
Ye Kai's chest tightened, and he immediately thought of the conversation they had on the way to the airport. At that time, they had an unpleasant argument, and he thought Chen Youhan wouldn't care.
"I..." Ye Kai opened his lips but did not deny it immediately.
Chen Youhan laughed at himself and flicked off the long cigarette ash: "Want to hear a story?"
Maybe it was because he was too intoxicated by the red wine worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, or maybe it was because the night wind made him confused. After a subtle hesitation flashed through Chen Youhan's mind, he said calmly: "I once liked someone."
Ye Kai stopped.
Chen Youhan looked back at him and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing." Ye Kai put his hands in his pockets and followed slowly.
"He was my high school classmate and later went to college next door to me."
Really? Ye Kai responded in his heart. Chen Youhan attended a third-rate undergraduate school, a Sino-foreign joint venture with expensive tuition but a diploma that was like a piece of waste paper. Just across the wall, next door was one of the top five key universities in China.
"I've liked him since high school, but he's as indifferent as an iceberg." Chen Youhan said this, remembering something and chuckled, "He's one of my best friends. Damn, he treats me like a brother, but I actually want to sleep with him."
Ye Kai's face was calm, but his clenched fists were damp.
"Then he disappeared." Chen Youhan looked up at the night sky quietly. The stars were dim.
Ye Kai heard himself say: "So you haven't liked anyone else in all these years.
The voice was calm and cold, and didn't sound like his own.
"Yeah." Chen Youhan smiled and reached out to wipe his stiff face. "More than a decade has passed. I used to often imagine that I would suddenly run into him somewhere. For example, in the terminal, in the cabin, in the security check channel of a foreign airport, or simply when I went back to Tianyi to take a look, he would happen to be there too."
Ye Kai also smiled briefly.
"The story is over." Chen Youhan breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn it," he turned back to look at Ye Kai, "When I liked him, I was as old as you are now."
In the thick night, Ye Kai's figure swayed.
It felt like a knife had stabbed into somewhere in his body, and his vision was blurred due to the pain.
"You came to Canada... because you heard about him?" Ye Kai asked softly.
"What?" Chen Youhan laughed, "How is that possible? I haven't looked for him for a long time." He paused and said calmly, "I came to see you."
Ye Kai breathed with difficulty. The sea breeze was humid. Stanley Park was a famous natural oxygen bar. The negative ion content here was high enough to cure patients with pneumoconiosis, but he felt that his breath was getting shorter and shorter. Chen Youhan didn't notice his abnormality at all. He thought Ye Kai was frightened by his fucked up secret love story. He smoked a cigarette silently before walking towards him: "Go back, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Kai's eyes were empty. When Chen Youhan asked him, he shrank violently as if he was pricked by a needle, and then said, "Nothing, maybe I was a little cold."
Chen Youhan cursed, took off his coat, wrapped Ye Kai in it, and hugged him tightly in his arms: "Blame me, I'm having a seizure."
It happened to rain on the way back, the rain was heavy and icy, hitting their faces. Chen Youhan lifted his coat and covered them. They jogged in the rain, and Chen Youhan laughed as they ran, "What a horrible weather, it's raining when I'm walking with you." Chelsea boots splashed rainwater. When they got in the car, they were both in a mess. Chen Youhan turned on the air conditioner, and Ye Kai noticed that his hands were red from the cold because he was holding his coat in the rain.
My body grasped it before my consciousness did, and it felt icy cold.
"Is it cold?" Ye Kai asked seriously.
In fact, it was cold. People in Ning City were not cold-resistant and had never seen the extreme cold of ice and snow, not to mention Chen Youhan, who lived a life of luxury. When the heater was turned on, he felt his fingers swell and ache, as if they were pricked by needles or burned by fire, as if the secret agents had inserted bamboo sticks dipped in chili water into his nails.
Without waiting for his answer, Ye Kai grabbed his hand and placed it against his cheek, with his palms touching his face and the back of his palm covered by Ye Kai's palm.
Chen Youhan felt as if he had touched a piece of warm jade in the midst of ice, as smooth as solidified fat.
"Are you stupid?" Chen Youhan cursed, and pulled his hand back without saying a word. He quickly grabbed a few tissues and started wiping Ye Kai's wet face.
"Brother Youhan." Ye Kai let him toss around and called him for no reason for a long while.
"What?"
"I feel so uncomfortable." He raised his eyes, and the look in his eyes made Chen Youhan feel indescribably heartbroken.
"What's wrong?" Chen Youhan stopped and thought to himself, is there any justice in this world? If you feel bad, why should I feel bad too?
"I don't know, maybe I'm sick." Ye Kai said aggrievedly, and suddenly sneezed like a puppy.
Chen Youhan felt soft in the heart: "I'll take you home."
After all this trouble, he was sober a long time ago.
"No need." Ye Kai refused.
Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, hitting the window like crazy. The water flowed past the wipers, but was immediately covered by raindrops again.
Amid the thunderous rain, Ye Kai's eyes were moist and pitiful, "That is... that, can you hug me?"
"……ah?"
Ye Kai said awkwardly: "I know this is an unreasonable request."
Chen Youhan: “…It’s not that exaggerated.”
"Then hug me. I'm so cold. I need the warmth of Brother Youhan, who is always 25 years old and as bright as the morning sun."
Chen Youhan: “…” I see you’re feeling pretty good now.
Ye Kai moved closer to him and opened his arms slightly: "I have another secret to tell you."
"I'm so unlucky. Not only do I have to hug you but I also have to listen to your secrets. After listening to them, do I have to keep them for you?"
"Yes."
"Can I just hug and not listen?"
"Can't."
"Ancestors."
Chen Youhan opened his arms and hugged Ye Kai into his arms. He had taken off his soaked suit, leaving only a half-wet shirt and vest. His body temperature was scalding, and the smell of perfume was dispersed by the rain, leaving only the cold top notes, which intertwined with his aggressive masculine scent and burned Ye Kai's heart.
Ye Kai rested his head on his shoulder, blinked, and said faintly: "I think I also have someone I like when I was 17."
Chen Youhan froze: "What are you doing?"
"I don't know, I think so." Ye Kai's voice was a little hoarse: "I'm so pitiful. Just like you, I fell in love with someone at the age of 17." Chen Youhan was speechless.
"I won't be as miserable as you."
What are you talking about!
Chen Youhan pinched the back of the little animal's neck and said, "No, my 17th year was a mess, but your 17th year was full of glory. I took away all the bad 17th years, so your 17th year must be great in every way."
"Does that include love?"
"It's a bit early to fall in love at 17." Chen Youhan said coldly.
"Then will the person I like be indifferent to me like your white moonlight?"
It hurts. Chen Youhan gritted his teeth and said, "No."
"Do you think he will like me?"
"Yes." His steady voice rang in Ye Kai's ears: "No one will dislike you."
Ye Kai pushed him away: "That's good."
Chen Youhan was very dissatisfied with his behavior of throwing things away after use, and immediately changed his face: "What's good about that? I told you not to fall in love before going to college."
"Is it not okay for me to secretly like him?"
"I don't think it's possible."
"You better be careful."
Chen Youhan pretended to beat him up, but then he thought it was not nice to bully the weak, so he said viciously: "Besides, he is not my white moonlight!"
The car started with a roar, stirring up a cloud of rain and mist. Ye Kai looked at the snow-white road ahead illuminated by the car lights, pursed his lips and raised the corners of his lips.
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