“Only a couple days, Chinhua. It’s just play-acting.”
She bit her lip, sorry she’d answered the ad in the South China Morning Post. “Wouldn’t it be easier to just tell them?”
He paled. “My parents are very traditional. Gay is not a thing they would ever understand.”
She sighed, then took the notepad he held out.
It was straightforward.
They’d met the year before, started dating.
Her name was now Lan. She was a student. They were in love.
Later he’d tell them they’d broken up.
It was only for a few days.
After the New Year, they’d leave Wuhan.