It was easy to choke when talking and eating at the same time, especially for guys like Ran Feng Ge who would stuff their mouth full till it was bursting and then swallow after carelessly chewing twice. His expression suddenly stiffened, and then, throwing down his chopsticks, he pounded his fist on his chest. He stretched his neck and forcefully swallowed, the rims of his eyes turning red.
Su Yi Mo reminded him, “Drink some soup.”
With a look of sudden realization on his face, Ran Feng Ge threw the flattened steamed bun he had been holding in his left hand into a bowl. Then, holding up the soup bowl with both hands, he raised it to his lips and blew on it a few times before gulping down a few mouthfuls. Upon discovering that the soup wasn’t hot but lukewarm, he continued gulping it down.
When Ran Feng Ge finished the soup, he let out a sigh; he had finally choked it all down.
“You’re not acting like someone who’s dying from a serious injury.” Su Yi Mo watched as the other, throwing aside all caution to the wind, continued wolfing down his food. The former coldly spat out those words, mocking the other man.
After Ran Feng Ge had had his fill, he stood up and walked over to the bed. “Relaxing occasionally isn’t bad. Besides, didn’t you make the necessary preparations before you came?”
Su Yi Mo was silent. Indeed, at this moment, there was no need to pretend.
When Ran Feng Ge neared the bed, he suddenly turned and walked towards the bathroom instead. He casually waved his hand, saying, “Ah, sorry. As you have made all the preparations and no one will be able to discover us, I want to go to the bathroom. I don’t know how many more days I’m going to have to lie on that bed, and I don’t really want to die from holding it in.”
“Are all the people in your line of work this thick-skinned?” Su Yi Mo continued mocking him.
“This is only a basic physical need. Why does it translate to being thick-skinned in your eyes? Do you not pee then?” Ran Feng Ge gave Su Yi Mo a disdainful look. He then walked into the bathroom, pulled up the toilet seat, and indifferently pulled out a certain “thing.” After pointing it at the toilet, he started peeing.
Su Yi Mo coldly said, “Don’t you know how to close the door?”
“I don’t mind if you see.” Ran Feng Ge replied good-naturedly.
“I’m not interested in seeing that part of you!”
“But you’ve been looking since the start.” Ran Feng Ge turned his body around, nonchalantly shook his “thing,” and stuffed it back in. He tidied up his light blue, elastic hospital pants and walked over to the sink to wash his hands. His gaze, however, was on Su Yi Mo the whole time. “Are all the bigwigs ice-cold like you? You act as if everybody owes you money or something.” Not to mention, Su Yi Mo was also moody, never spoke what was in his heart, loved to click his tongue in distaste, and was full of other shortcomings.
Su Yi Mo finally turned his head, and his voice sounded as though he was speaking through gritted teeth. “Don’t forget your current identity.”
Identity? Ran Feng Ge gazed at the unfamiliar face staring back at him from the mirror and nodded understandingly. “Oh, I almost forgot. Your relationship with me right now is that of… lovers.”
So in other words, his unintentional movements could have gotten on the other man’s nerves and possibly even aroused his desire.
All right, it was his own fault for being negligent.
“Can you act somewhat normal? Don’t speak in your own voice for a while and then switch to his voice. I’ll think you have split personality disorder.” Facing this sort of unreserved person, Su Yi Mo felt a headache coming on for the first time.
“I’m so used to it that I can’t help it. In my line of work, we have to know the person we are substituting for so well that we can act like that person under any circumstance.” Ran Feng Ge walked to the bed and looked at Su Yi Mo seriously. “You need to learn to get used to it. I can’t be him every minute, every second of the day. Take right now for example: if you can’t get used to it and fall in love with me instead, that would be a disaster. I come and go whenever I want; I won’t be held responsible.”
Uh, he accidently did it again. How narcissistic of him.
Ran Feng Ge fearlessly added a few more words: “Also, I’m not gay.”
“You don’t have to worry; I would never fall in love with a body double.” Not even a single ripple of emotion could be heard in that voice.
“Then that’s good; otherwise, I would be very troubled.” Ran Feng Ge scratched his head. “Having to act as a man’s lover is very troublesome. I want a pay raise; this wasn’t listed in your initial conditions.”
“In my opinion, your commission fee is already high enough.” Thirty million, this guy really demanded too much. If it wasn’t for the fact that Ran Feng Ge was highly reputed in his field and that Su Yi Mo was very worried about Qiu Han, there was no way he would ever hire the man. Furthermore, Ran Feng Ge wasn’t all that reliable. He had a careless personality and appeared very sloppy. How could he be a renowned and competent body double?
“How about adding one million more to my fee for psychological trauma?” Ran Feng Ge didn’t really believe the other would agree. He knew there was no way he would get anything from this stingy person. What he said just then wasn’t something to be taken seriously.
“Your midnight snack tonight was something the head chef of a five star restaurant prepared. It’s more than enough to serve as your psychological trauma fee.” Su Yi Mo stood up. “It’s pretty late, you should sleep. Tomorrow, you can pretend to wake up from your coma.”
“What about him?” Ran Feng Ge sat on the bed and crossed his legs. He shook his foot around and then straightforwardly asked, “Is he awake yet?”
“It’s none of your business. You just need to do your part of the job.” Su Yi Mo walked toward the door without looking back and then closed the door after himself.
“All right, my part of the job.” Ran Feng Ge shrugged indifferently and smiled. He then started fiddling with his props, quickly disguising himself as a seriously injured person who had just woken up from days of unconsciousness.
Proofreaders: PiKairi, Sherry