Certificate Of Conformity Chapter 15-16

Translator: Cheerydandan

oof…technically I only said later…Song Wenze is really ambiguous hmmmmm….

1.15- The thousand year Spare Tire(15)

Just as the atmosphere became tense, the youth in front of him frowned and cried out in a soft voice, "Brother, you're hurting me."

If he was Su Yi, then he would have certainly released his hand with a pained face and then repeatedly apologize to Song Wenze along with expressing his self-blame. But Chen Heng was not Su Yi, he did not think that the youth in front of him was weak. After spending some time with him, Chen Heng found out that Song Wenze was smarter and more dangerous than he imagined.

As a result, Chen Heng did not release his hand, but his tone was somewhat restrained: "I am not used to being touched by people."

Song Wenze listened, he paused for a moment then whispered: "I just looked at brother getting hurt here, that's why for a moment I felt anxious." He paused, looking down to hide the darkness in his eyes and continued: "Now can you let go of my hand?"

When Chen Heng heard his words, the iron grip on his strong palms loosened. Song Wenze took that opportunity to move away. He stood on one side and while pressing the red mark on his wrist he spoke in a joking manner: "Brother, you're too sensitive ba. I'm not gonna do anything to you."

The torn robe was pulled up and Cheng Heng used both of his hands as support to get up from the sofa. He then bowed his head to tie the belt.

His slightly long bangs covered his eyes and his tone was gentle: "Sorry, I overreacted"

Seeing that the other side didn't seem angry, Song Wenze breathed a sigh of relief but his heart was still wrapped in a layer of darkness that made him restless and uncomfortable. After enduring it for a while, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Now can you tell me what's going on with you?"

Chen Heng's head hung down and he faintly said: "Nothing, happened, don't think too much."

Staring at the piercing red marks all over the man's chest, the youth's forehead slightly creased. He reluctantly squeezed out a smile.

"I'm not trying to limit brother's right to make friends, I'm just afraid you'll be deceived."

"I know you care about me" Chen Heng's hoa.r.s.e voice gently appeased him: "I'll pay attention."

Afraid that continuing on this would further provoke the man's resentment, the youth quietly s.h.i.+fted the topic: "Yi Chen first had something to do in his company." It was a reply to Chen Heng's question just now.

"En."

"That's right! I bought you a lot of clothes, try it on to see if it fits."

With that, Song Wenze went over to the sofa, picked up the flattened brand-named bags and pulled out the clothes inside one by one.

Chen Heng paused in his place for a while then stepped forward, his eyes glancing at the considerable cost of the clothes, "Don't buy anymore clothes for me in the future. I won't be able to fit the clothes in my closet."

The youth did not look back, "I like seeing brother wear the clothes that I bought." He kept moving, picking and choosing a set of clothes, finally shoving it on to Chen Heng's arms, "Try it on."

Chen Heng did not move and looked firmly at the youth, "These clothes are so expensive, I don't need to be dressed so nicely."

It was only then that Song Wenze looked up and stared at him, there was a cold look on his snow-white face, "I bought it for you, if you won't wear it, throw it away." After that, the youth gathered all the things on the sofa and moved to stuff them into the trash can in front of Chen Heng's face.

Finally, he raised his eyebrows and his lips hooked up into a malicious smile, "It was Ou Yi Chen's money anyways."

At this point, the youth's upper body was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed on his chest, chin slightly raised, his face somewhat tilted towards Chen Heng showing a blank smile[1].

The corners of Chen Heng's mouth stiffened while in a smile, and for a while, faintly nodded his head eyes flas.h.i.+ng a trace of frustration and helplessness.

"You shouldn't do that"

Shaking his head, he took the set clothes and turned around to change when the youth called out to him.

"Brother, we're both men. You don't have to worry about me when changing clothes."

After taking a step, Chen Heng bowed his head to hide the sharp look in his eyes, "I don't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Having said that, he ignored Song Wenze's suddenly dark face and walked into the room with his long legs. The youth who remained in place, stared fixedly at the recently closed door. His fists were clenched leaving deep impressions of his fingernails embedded in his palm.

Perhaps because Song Wenze was a graphic model that the clothes were really good. The clothes he picked for Chen Heng were all simple and cla.s.sic styles. When worn on his body, it added a touch of calm and elegance to the otherwise dull appearance. Coupled with the original host's tall height, wide shoulders and narrow waist, it was especially suited for wearing white s.h.i.+rts. Song Wenze had bought him many white s.h.i.+rts of various styles.

When Chen Heng got dressed and came out, Song Wenze regained his good mood back in order and is talking and smiling at him.

"Brother, you look good in that."

Chen Heng feigned a shy smile, "Really?"

"En. But I think it's missing something." Song Wenze touched his chin and repeatedly nodded, he knitted his eyebrows in thought for a moment. He then pulled out a belt from the pile of new clothes, "Try this belt."

Chen Heng was about to reach out and pick up the belt when the youth dodged his hand and went around him, "I'll help you."

"You don't need to." He blurted out a refusal, but the youth didn't seem to hear it and suddenly reached around to wrap his waist.

The moist, warm, ambiguous breath was on his neck causing a weird sense of numbness on his limbs. Chen Heng's body was stiff. He stood silently on one side, forcibly trying to resist the urge to beat the other person. Breathing in, Song Wenze smelled fresh and clean. To restrain himself, Chen Heng put both his hands to the side of his body, ultimately clenching them into a fist.

The atmosphere between them was enough to seemingly hear both their breaths.

With a snap, the youth buckled the belt and fingertips carelessly stroked Chen Heng's waist. Before the latter had time to react, he stepped back and gave a faint smile, "Perfect."

Chen Heng perfunctorily smiled, s.h.i.+fting the topic, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Song Wenze touched his stomach and suddenly reverted back to his childish self, "Brother, I'm hungry."

The man stroked his hair, "You rest first, I'll call you."

"Okay"

Watching the man turning back to go to the kitchen, Song Wenze's smile faded and his eyes darkened.

After that day, Song Wenze no longer ran out, opting to stay in the living room every day, hugging a pillow and curling up his legs while watching TV. Chen Heng wondered and asked him why he didn't go out to play with Ou Yichen. The youth only said that he was tired and wanted to rest at home.

Chen Heng figured the two of them were fighting again and didn't take it too seriously.

However, in the past, Song Wenze stayed in his room, aside from meeting during breakfast and dinner, the rest of the day, his figure couldn't be seen. Now whenever he looked up, he would see him everyday. Chen Heng's heart felt irritable but he couldn't let it show.

But each time Song Wenze saw him, he would enthusiastically pull him over to watch TV with him. Faced with the bad special effects and poor drama on the TV, Chen Heng was completely unable to enjoy it and was just simply dealing with Song Wenze.

Song Wenze wasn't this annoying before ah. He didn't know what kind of medicine he ate.

Just as Chen Heng's patience was about to reach its limit, he got a call saying that the owner of the used car he was looking at was back.

The car was carefully chosen by Chen Heng. The brakes weren't good, the airbag was broken, if it wa.s.s. .h.i.t head-on by a truck, it would definitely result in death. He even found a reason to let Song Wenze drive the car to the auto repair shop alone. Then he will destroy the brakes ahead of time. Everything was in order. The issue of the car's brake failure can be explained as an alibi. Song Wenze's death could only be ruled as an accident.

[1] Originally, 'a smile yet not a smile' which is an idiom. He is being pa.s.sive aggressive.

T/N: Song Wenze still being weird… what do you think of him? Tell me your thoughts on the comments!

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Translator: Cheerydandan

Finally, we've reached the end of Arc 1 (technically…you'll find out soon)! There will still be more to come in the upcoming arcs! Be sure to read the note at the end.

1.16- The thousand year Spare Tire (16) [END]

In the warmly furnished living room, the faint yellow light shrouded the room giving it a hazy veil.

Chen Heng lazily yawned and made a casual remark: "ze, do you have time tomorrow?"

"En." Song Wenze pressed the remote, boredly, "What's the matter?"

Glancing at the constantly changing channels in the TV, Chen Heng replied, "Oh, I just got a phone call saying that the owner of the car was back, so I'll go do the transfer procedures tomorrow.

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow." Song Wenze did not suspect him and was very happy to agree.

Getting a positive response, the corner of Chen Heng's lips hooked up into a warm and tender smile. As usual, he caressed the youth's hair, "It's getting late. Go to bed."

Song Wenze didn't really want to watch TV either but simply wanted to spend more time with the man. When he heard those words, he turned off the TV and rested his head on Chen Heng's broad shoulders. Carelessly acting like a spoiled child, "Brother, I want to sleep with you tonight."

Sleep together?

Chen Heng unnoticeably raised his brows, "How come you suddenly thought of sleeping with me?"

The youth had his head on his shoulder, the fluffy, soft hair brushed against the man's neck, giving a tickling feeling. Chen Heng resisted the urge to push aside the youth's head but still listened to the other's soft voice: "I sleep alone, it's cold."

Song Wenze had a special const.i.tution. All year round, his body was cold so that was a good reason.

Chen Heng thought about it a little. He was wondering how to refuse. The youth held his palm and whispered in a nostalgic tone: "I remember before I went to school, I often ran to brother's room. Brother is very nice and warm so if I hug brother to sleep, it won't feel cold."

After saying that, the atmosphere became a bit silent. Then the man's deep and low laughter was heard, "It's been years and you still remember ah."

When he laughs, his shoulders will tremble slightly. Song Wenze lifted his head and looked at him with all seriousness, "I remember everyday with you."

Chen Heng gave an indifferent grunt, but his heart felt extremely sarcastic.

If Song Wenze really cared so much about past feelings, then for what reason did he have to s.n.a.t.c.h away the original host's possessions time and time again?

For many years, Song Wenze has always painted his sense of existence in front of the original host. Showing off his good relations.h.i.+p with Ou Yichen, showing off how perfect his life is, the original host was an even bigger fool for still congratulating the adulterous couple.

If Chen Heng was Su Yi, they would have been slapped in the face long ago. He would have killed the sc.u.m couple to feed the dogs.

He heard the sound of the youth's voice in his ear, "Brother, just one night, I want to relive the memories of the past."

Chen Heng lowered his head, he happened to see the look on the youth's expectant eyes. The pair of moist glistening eyes were clear and pure reflecting his shallow figure.

Anyway, he's going to die tomorrow. It's not impossible to satisfy his wish.

Thinking that way, the man's eyes were soft and gentle. He smiled and agreed.

This was the first time that Chen Heng slept in a bed with another person. This experience for him was both unfamiliar and strange. He really wanted to push away the youth who was leaning on his chest. His fingers stretched into the air. He didn't know what he was thinking. In the end, he put his hands down.

Song Wenze slept very well. The moonlight casually flowed down like water and his pitch-black hair was coated with a light glow. Chen Heng gazed silently around his face. Finally, his eyes slowly began to close. He originally thought he was going to have a difficult time sleeping through the night, but upon hearing the youth's soft shallow breathing, he unexpectedly felt a bit sleepy.

Unknowingly, he fell asleep.

The next day.

Cheng Heng, as usual, served breakfast in the room, quietly waking up the youth who was sleeping soundly. Eyelashes, as thin as cicada's wings[1], trembled softly. The youth who just woke up was still a little disoriented. He slowly blinked. When he remembered that he slept with Chen Heng last night, his eyes and brows bent[2]. He rushed to Chen Heng, beaming with all smiles, and said: "Brother, good morning!"

Faced with the bright sunny smile of the youth, Chen Heng squinted slightly, seemingly unable to bear such a dazzling smile, "Good morning." He put the breakfast on the table, "Get up and eat breakfast ba."

Song Wenze nodded and rubbed his eyes, "What time is your appointment ah?"

"Nine o'clock"

"Oh." Song Wenze whispered: "Then I'll let Yichen to drive us over."

When Chen Heng heard it, his eyes flashed for a moment. "Good." Since the last time when he gave Xia Ming a verbal hint, the other side still has not taken any action. Chen Heng, who had been waiting was already a bit impatient.

Half an hour later, Ou Yichen drove to their apartment building.

"Yichen, Sorry to bother you, ah." Chen Heng smiled at the other person.

"How can it bother me?" Ou Yichen shook his head and Helped Chen Heng open the door.

Chen Heng smiled, he stooped over and sat in the back seat. Without waiting for him to adjust into a comfortable seating position, Song Wenze squeezed in from the other side of the door. Chen Heng instinctively swept a glance at Ou Yichen but saw the other was unbothered and went around to sit in the driver's seat in frony.

It has to be said that Ou Yichen truly pampered Song Wenze. For Song Wenze, that kind of proud person was likely hard to lose his temper[3]. As for provoking Chen Heng behind his back, it maybe because of the men's inferior nature[4] or the commonly known fact that an animal uses the lower half of its body to think.

As Ou Yichen drove, he looked at the two persons at the back through the rear-view mirror, "Wenze, why don't I buy you a car?"

"I don't like driving." The youth frowned, "Unless you're the one driving me, ah."

The CEO of the great Ou group was actually reduced to a driver. This kind of thing, only Song Wenze could say it.

Ou Yichen chuckled shaking his head and said in a helpless tone, "I'm just your driver now, aren't I?"  

He hummed a small laugh. Song Wenze then turned his head to look at Chen Heng: "Brother, I'll ride with you later."

"Okay," Chen Heng's eyes curved.

He was unconcerned, afterall in his heart, he knew there would be no later.

The mood inside the car was good, melodious music slowly spread, accompanied with the warm sunlight, everything seemed quiet and peaceful.

No one noticed the car across the street that was lurking in a corner and was slowly accelerating towards them.

By the time Ou Yichen realized it, it was already too late, and the shrill sound of the brakes tore through the sky.

Screech—

At the most critical moment, Chen Heng instinctively wanted to jump out of the car and leave but a meat s.h.i.+eld[5] suddenly pounced on him preventing him from moving. The loud roar of the crash overshadowed the youth's voice. Chen Heng was tightly protected in Song Wenze's embrace, the broken fragments of the car window smas.h.i.+ng onto the youth's back.

A warm liquid dripped down Chen Heng's face. He blinked, at a loss.  His eyes fell on Song Wenze who was still pressing on him. At this moment, the youth fell on him without a sound. He was covered in blood that the red stained half his face.

Looking over the youth's shoulders, Ou Yichen was also similarly lying unconscious on the steering wheel. He didn't know if he was dead or alive.

He can only think of the last thing Song Wenze said to him: Brother, be careful.

In the closest moment to death, Song Wenze unexpectedly did not want to protect his lover, Ou Yichen, rather, he subconsciously threw himself at him, as if…he wanted to protect him? Chen Heng suddenly felt that this was all a bit ridiculous and beyond his understanding.

Things seemed to be developing differently from what he imagined.

Pus.h.i.+ng away Song Wenze, he laboriously opened the door and got out of the car. Standing under the sun, Chen Heng deeply smelled the fresh and clean air of nature. His arm was pierced by the gla.s.s fragments. He pulled the debris out expressionlessly, throwing it into the ground with a ding[6].

His slightly narrowed black eyes reflected the face of the owner whose head was severely dented in the opposite car.

It was Xia Ming.

It was estimated that his goal was Ou Yichen but he didn't know that he was also in the car.

Blood flowed down his arm and immediately died his snow-white s.h.i.+rt bright red. Chen Heng tore a piece of cloth and unflinchingly wrapped it around his wound. He wondered how he would deal with the three when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slender figure walk towards him.

There was no one else on the road. Chen Heng looked straight at the figure moving closer and closer before finally stopping by Xia Ming's side. Slim fingertips pointed into the air in a very subtle move. Chen Heng's eyes for an instant flashed in disbelief.

What did he see just now? Could the man be retrieving a soul fragment?

On the other side, after Qi Wei retrieved the soul fragment from Xia Ming's body, he stood up straight, lips slightly hooked up, showing a hint of a smile.

"Who are you?"

On Chen Heng's eyes which were painted like ink, appeared a look of vigilance. Darkness covered his face making him look sharp and fierce.

Qi Wei listened, his eyes vaguely displaying traces of a smile. He lifted his slender legs and took step by step walked towards the direction of Chen Heng. When the distance between the two men was only one fist, he stopped and pulled out a white handkerchief from his pocket. Gently and meticulously, he wiped the blood off the man's face. Naturally, it was Song Wenze's blood.

The warm sunlight shone down. The slender fingertips were sculpted like jade. White hands, red blood, together the image formed was quite pleasing[7].

Qi Wei carefully wiped Chen Heng's face restoring it back to its original color. The white handkerchief used was stained red but instead of taking it back Qi folded the handkerchief and stuffed it into Chen Heng's s.h.i.+rt pocket. Under the cold gaze of Chen Heng, he slowly leaned over to his ear, thin lips gently parted with a lowly smile: "I'll tell you a secret. That night in the laboratory, the guy who 'a.s.saulted' you, the person you have been looking for[8], was me."

"What did you say?"

How could that be? He definitely killed that man, how did Qi Wei know about it? Was it true that Qi Wei was the one who really did such a disgusting thing to him? In that case, it would explain that anonymous letter.

Really unforgivable!!!

Deep black eyes overflowed with strong deep-seated killing intent. Suddenly, Chen Heng, with lightning speed, tried to choke Qi Wei's neck. Right before he was about to break his neck, the tall figure before him suddenly spread like mist, and in an instant dissipated before Chen Heng's eyes.

There seemed to be a lingering laugh in the air before Qi Wei disappeared: "Chen, we'll meet again, in a new way."

Chen Heng stood quietly in his place. The emotions in his eyes were cruel and dark. Like the prelude to the onslaught of a storm, it was shrouded in the deathly still gloom.

No matter what way Qi Wei will appear, he'll personally kill him with his own hands.

[1] Cicada's wings, could also mean thin and delicate.

[2] Basically what happens when you do an eyesmile

[3] 那么骄傲的一个人硬是被磨得没了脾气. I'm not sure what this actually means together.

[4] Saying they have a small d.i.c.k.

[5] Meat s.h.i.+eld is a human s.h.i.+eld. So someone wanted to protect Chen Heng with their body.

[6] Onomatopoeia: a clanging, jingling sound.

[7] Originally: 赏心悦目 (idiom)– warms the heart and delights they eyes

[8] This one is a bit funny. Qi Wei used the words 那个人which means, figuratively, the person you are looking for in love, aka, Mr. Right. So aside from telling Chen Heng that he was the guy that night he's also telling him that he's the one.

T/N: Yesss~~~ We're done with Arc 1. Well, sort of. The beginning of the next chapter still tells us about what would happen after this. I'm planning on translating that chapter into two parts and I may post the first part tomorrow just to get the flow going and to not leave you hanging (^…^;)
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