Chapter 31 (1/2)

Chapter 31

Edited by: Planetes

Song Yuanxun’s and Fang Zhaomu’s overseas romance, if they started counting it from the day Fang Zhaomu asked Song Yuanxun to change, to the day Fang Zhaomu returned home, was a total of fifty-six days.

Fang Zhaomu’s flight leaving C City was at 6.30pm. Song Yuanxun still had some things to deal with at school, and needed at least a couple more weeks before he could return.

The night before, Song Yuanxun had went to Fang Zhaomu’s place. The two of them packed Fang Zhaomu’s luggage until two in the morning, and in the mean time, Song Yuanxun even went home to take his own bigger luggage for Fang Zhaomu to store his things.

Firstly, Fang Zhaomu liked to procrastinate, always putting it off and did not pack his luggage. He even remembered the wrong date for his flight, and only became aware after a reminder from Song Yuanxun. Next, after coming to C City, Fang Zhaomu had bought many many things that Song Yuanxun referred to as junk. When placed in his little place, they were all piled up neatly, but when packing them up, there seemed to be no limit to them.

At the start, Fang Zhaomu was very stubborn, refusing to let Song Yuanxun help him. Song Yuanxun sat on Fang Zhaomu’s bed and watched him pack for half an hour.

Fang Zhaomu arranged everything in his luggage row by row. When his luggage was half-filled, Song Yuanxun pointed at the wardrobe. “Mumu, are you bringing your clothes back?”

“I am.” Standing up, Fang Zhaomu fanned himself with his hand.

His shirt was rather short today. With his arm raised, his waist was revealed, and on it were all marks left by Song Yuanxun.

Fang Zhaomu rested for a while, and noticed that Song Yuanxun’s eyes were a little dangerous. Looking down, he immediately put his arm down and adjusted his shirt. “Why did you ask?”

Song Yuanxun suddenly stood up. Fang Zhaomu was afraid that he would do something funny, and took a step back, stammering, “I’m only about 10% done.”

“Half your luggage is already full,” Song Yuanxun crouched down and picked up a box Fang Zhaomu had packed. Opening it, he asked Fang Zhaomu, “Such a small pendant, can’t you throw the box away?”

“No, I can’t.” Fang Zhaomu was a little obsessive. Every item had to be stored in their original packaging.

Song Yuanxun shook his head. “Just leave all these behind, I’ll help you mail them back.”

Fang Zhaomu thought that made sense, and so accepted Song Yuanxun’s help. He again took out everything he had packed within the last half an hour.

“There’s so many,” Fang Zhaomu looked at all the items in his room that had barely been moved, and a despair welled up within him. He finally started to reflect that he did put off his packing too late. Looking at the time, it was two in the afternoon, and a little helpless, he turned to look at Song Yuanxun. “What should I do?”

Song Yuanxun rolled up his sleeves. “I’ll help you.”

Reality showed that although Song Yuanxun was full of theoretical knowledge, but he was weak in practice, and only made a further mess out of things.

Fang Zhaomu had only bought too many miscellaneous things that could not fit in his luggage, and he did have the ability to pack his luggage. As for Song Yuanxun, he couldn’t even fold the clothes.

Fang Zhaomu looked at the clothes Song Yuanxun folded for him, and became even more anxious. “Ah, don’t touch it anymore. It’s better that Young Master Song remain sitting there quietly instead.”

He then kissed him, kissing away the unhappiness on Song Yuanxun’s face.

Stumbling about, the two of them cleared out the room and compressed everything within two 32-inch luggages. As for the rest, they would be mailed to Fang Zhaomu by Song Yuanxun. Making two trips up and down, they packed everything into Song Yuanxun’s car and left for Song Yuanxun’s place.

Packing up was very exhausting. At 11am the next day, Fang Zhaomu was woken up by Song Yuanxun. The two of them went out for a meal, and Song Yuanxun would have to send Fang Zhaomu off after that.

At the airport, the two of them hugged. Song Yuanxun held Fang Zhaomu’s hand, and Fang Zhaomu also did not want to ask him to let go. However, after a few seconds, Song Yuanxun still let him go.

He kissed Fang Zhaomu on his forehead. “Wait for me obediently.”

“Mn.” Fang Zhaomu looked at Song Yuanxun. “I know.”

Before he could start missing him even more, Fang Zhaomu turned and left.

Boarding the plane that would send him home, Fang Zhaomu felt that this exchange was like a dream, it lasted for a long time, but not enough.

He matured, his temper improved, and muddle-headedly decided his future. From twenty-one years of age to his twenty-second birthday, many things had happened, but it also felt like nothing had changed.

Fang Zhaomu’s family had all came to the airport to pick him up. He sat in the back seat with his sister, and his sister animatedly asked him many questions. Fang Zhaomu kept thinking about how Song Yuanxun asked him to wait for him obediently, and ended up taking a long time to reply her questions.

If Fang Zhaomu was asked about the project he did in T University, he could talk all day about it. However, if he was asked about his life in C City, he did not know where to start. It felt like he could not talk about the unhappy matters, nor could he talked about the happy things. Other than that, there was nothing else he could talk about.

Back at school, Fang Zhaomu was busier than he expected.

After he completed his application, he was dragged to work on a project by his professor, who called it “letting him adapt to the environment”. He was a native of A City. There were only three subway stops between his house and the school, and the laboratory of his future tutor was right at the subway exit. Fang Zhaomu was used to staying alone, and did not want to stay in a dormitory. As such, he commuted back and forth everyday, leaving early and coming home late, his life slowly getting back to normal.

Song Yuanxun was also busy. With the time difference, they had no time to chat with each other.