Chapter 59. "Don't go, I love you."

Song Huai stood there dumbfounded, thinking he was hallucinating from being in the dark house for too long.

A series of questions popped into his mind: How come Bai Xiao is here? How did Bai Xiao know his flight information? How did Bai Xiao know he would leave at this time?

Just as he was deep in thought, Bai Xiao got out of the car and walked towards him.

Bai Xiao, who used to be meticulous, now had wrinkles all over the hem of his clothes, bloodshot eyes, and faint blue stubble on his chin. It was unclear why he looked so disheveled.

"Let's go." He took Song Huai's luggage with a calm expression and put it in the trunk of the car, as if he were seeing off an ordinary friend.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Huai got into the car.

"Thank you for your help," he said politely.

"It's still early, what do you want to eat for lunch?" Bai Xiao turned the steering wheel, looked straight ahead, and asked.

Song Huai's flight was at 2 p.m. He originally planned to grab a quick meal at the airport for lunch, but now he suddenly changed his mind.

"Let's go eat Chen's Beef Noodles."

A hint of surprise flashed in Bai Xiao's eyes, and she nodded, "Okay."

The car turned around and headed towards the beef noodle restaurant in the university town.

Song Huai vaguely remembered that the last time he ate at Chen Ji was when he secretly slipped out of the hospital to have dinner with Song Chengping.

That time, he was caught lying to Bai Xiao, but Bai Xiao not only didn't get angry with him, she went to great lengths to book out the whole place and take him to eat Chen Ji Beef Noodles.

He also harbored ulterior motives and told the shop owner that Bai Xiao was his husband.

Before anyone knew it, Song Huai silently broke into a smile.

While Song Huai was lost in thought, Bai Xiao secretly glanced at him and instantly understood what he was thinking, and she also laughed.

Laughing and laughing, the car arrived at its destination.

However, the original "Chen's Beef Noodles" sign is gone, replaced by a steamed bun shop.

Undeterred, Song Huai approached the owner of the steamed bun shop and asked, "Auntie, do you know where the beef noodle shop that used to be here moved to?"

"Those two," the aunt said, her voice filled with envy as she mentioned the couple who ran the beef noodle shop, "that old couple, they've retired now and gone home to enjoy their retirement, otherwise they wouldn't have transferred the shop to me... Young man, want some freshly baked meat buns?"

Song Huai's heart sank, but he still forced himself to stay strong: "Okay, here... four steamed buns."

There were four steamed buns. Song Huai, who has a small appetite, ate one, while Bai Xiao, who has a large appetite, ate three.

In fact, although Bai Xiao could eat a lot, eating three large meat buns was a bit too much. However, Song Huai still kept his old habit of cooking extra food to prevent Bai Xiao from not having enough to eat.

Bai Xiao silently accepted the steamed buns that Song Huai handed her and ate them bite by bite without saying a word.

The two of them sat in the car and ate the most haphazard lunch they had ever had.

This meat bun looked ordinary on the outside, but it was full of surprises inside. When Song Huai took a bite, the soup inside burst out and splashed all over him.

Song Huai looked down at the new clothes he had just changed into before leaving the house, and felt like crying.

Just as he was feeling down, Bai Xiao's voice rang out: "There's another piece of clothing in the car, you can change into it first."

This white shirt is one that Bai Xiao often wears; it's the kind of clothing that Song Huai likes to see Bai Xiao wear the most.

Song Huai always felt that the more handsome a man like Bai Xiao was, the simpler his clothes should be. This white shirt could perfectly complement Bai Xiao's temperament and perfectly outline his figure.

Also, when Song Huai first met Bai Xiao by the lake, the boy was wearing a clean white shirt just like this.

Song Huai held the shirt, glanced at Bai Xiao sitting next to him, and looked troubled.

Bai Xiao was puzzled and looked at him with her eyes, asking why he hadn't changed his clothes yet.

Having no other choice, Song Huai said in a low voice, "Um... could you go downstairs for a moment?"

Bai Xiao then realized that the two were no longer as close as before. He had no choice but to get out of the car and let Song Huai change his clothes inside.

The shirt fit Bai Xiao perfectly, but on Song Huai it looked like a huge robe, making him look very awkward.

Song Huai straightened his clothes, smelling the lingering scent of Bai Xiao on them, and was quite satisfied.

He tentatively asked, "Then how am I supposed to return this garment to you?"

Bai Xiao said calmly, "No need to return it, just throw it away."

"……good."

Silence fell over the car again.

The roads were unusually quiet today, and the car drove smoothly all the way to the airport. There were still two hours left before boarding began.

However, there are only two hours left.

Song Huai looked at Bai Xiao expectantly, "Do you have anything else to do later?"

"fine."

"Well...why don't you sit with me for a while?"

"Can."

The two sat down side by side.

Song Huai lowered his head, intently playing with his hands, as if he had discovered some new and interesting toy.

Bai Xiao looked up and suddenly became very interested in the flight information on the electronic screen in the lobby, as if she were looking at a stock market candlestick chart.

My heart was churning with turbulent emotions, and I didn't know where to begin.

After a long while, Song Huai finally spoke: "Bai Xiao..."

Bai Xiao also opened her mouth at the same time: "You..."

The two of them shut their mouths at the same time.

After a pause, Song Huai said, "You go first."

Bai Xiao's Adam's apple bobbed, and he instructed, "Once you've settled in there, remember to let me know you're safe."

"good."

"I've contacted the doctor there. Your hand still needs treatment. I'll give you his contact information later."

"good."

"It's cold over there, unlike here. You'll need to wear more clothes."

"good."

"Remember to eat well when you get there, and eat more at every meal. You... are too thin."

"……good."

Bai Xiao patiently explained every little detail of daily life to Song Huai, and Song Huai responded to each of his sentences.

Later, when he had run out of things to say, he finally asked, "What were you trying to say?"

Before he knew it, Song Huai's eyes were getting hot, and his throat was getting tight. He took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress the sob in his voice. He smiled and said, "It's nothing. Take good care of yourself."

Time seemed to speed up, and two hours flew by.

"Attention passengers traveling to Country Y: Boarding for your flight ZG928 is now commence. Please take your belongings with you, present your boarding pass, and proceed to Gate 1. Have a pleasant journey, thank you!"

Song Huai stood up, his eyes red-rimmed, and smiled brightly, "Well... I'm leaving now, bye-bye!"

They had only taken a few steps when they heard Bai Xiao call out urgently from behind, "Song Huai!"

Song Huai turned his head: "What..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Xiao strode over to his side, cupped his cheeks in her hands, and pressed her lips to his.

Their lips and teeth intertwined relentlessly, each trying to capture the other's breath, until the air in their lungs was completely depleted, and only then did the kiss end.

Bai Xiao still couldn't bear to let go of Song Huai. He held him tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to crush him into his own body.

He choked back tears and pleaded, "Song Huai, don't go..."

"I love you."

These three words were too heavy, but he knew that if he didn't say them now, it would be too late.

After holding it in for several days, he finally lost his composure at the last moment.

In an instant, Song Huai's body stiffened like a piece of wood. He buried his head in Bai Xiao's arms, breathing heavily. After a long while, he reached out and pushed Bai Xiao, trying to break free from his embrace.

Bai Xiao still held him tightly, refusing to let go.

Song Huai grew anxious and pushed Bai Xiao with even more force.

Bai Xiao then let go of his hand.

Tears blurred Song Huai's vision, and Bai Xiao's figure became a hazy blur in his eyes.

"I have to go, I'm going to be late." He avoided Bai Xiao's gaze and turned around with difficulty.

With his back to Bai Xiao, he could no longer hold back his tears.

He kept wiping his eyes as he quickened his pace toward the boarding gate, inwardly mocking himself: "Song Huai, you're such a coward. It was your own choice, you knew this day was coming, you made countless mental preparations beforehand, but in the end, how could you still not control yourself?"

Pedestrians on the roadside turned to look at the man who was crying with tears streaming down his face and wiping them with his sleeve. They couldn't help but feel sorry for him, wondering what kind of misfortune he had suffered to make him cry so bitterly.

The plane took off on time, preparing to fly to another continent 12,000 kilometers away. After a short run-up, it soared straight into the sky 10,000 meters above the ground.

People on the ground looked up at the sky, their necks aching, but they could only see a tiny white dot slowly moving across the sky, and a long white line drawn by an airplane.

On the plane, Song Huai leaned against the window, looking down at the land where he had grown up. The roads, streetlights, and pedestrians on the land all looked as small as ants. Although finding a specific person among them was like looking for a needle in a haystack, he still stubbornly craned his neck and stared intently, searching this bustling land.

After a long while, he still hadn't found anything, and finally, he sheepishly withdrew his head.

He slumped back in his chair, exhausted, and put on a blindfold, trying to hypnotize himself by sleeping.

He hoped that when he opened his eyes again, he would be facing a brand new day.

Just before he fell asleep, he vaguely remembered that today seemed to be some kind of important day.

He racked his brains, and finally, before falling asleep, he vaguely had a thought—August 11th, a year ago today, wasn't that the day he and Bai Xiao got married?

So, it's already been a year...

After Song Huai left, Bai Xiao took out a small box from his pants pocket. When he opened the box, there was a pair of platinum rings inside. On one of the rings was a square sapphire, the color of which was almost exactly the same as the roses in the yard.

The rings the two exchanged at their wedding were just something Bai Xiao casually asked someone to buy. He had been thinking about it and had ordered the rings several months ago, intending to give them to Song Huai today.

Unfortunately, he can't deliver them anymore.

He stared at the two rings for a while, carefully closed the lid, put the box back in his pocket, and then strode away from the airport.

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