Chapter 126 Reluctant to Part
Do you want to come with me?
Just as Duan Mingxiao had expected, the boy in front of him refused.
Cong Chun's home is here, and his family is here too.
The next second, Cong Chun smiled faintly at Duan Mingxiao.
The boy spoke softly, his voice as light as a raindrop falling into a pool.
"I'll go back after the holiday."
Although Young Master Duan was somewhat disappointed, he still reluctantly accepted Cong Chun's choice.
Duan Mingxiao pursed his lips. He originally wanted to ask again, but when he thought about his current image as an understanding, considerate, and gentle person, the young master pretended to be "strong".
Unfortunately, the boy's tone always betrayed a hint of reluctance.
The young master's temper and emotions were never concealed; they were clearly written all over his face.
Duan Mingxiao had never suffered any injustice since childhood. Even if someone dared to cause trouble, the young master would always seek revenge and retaliate on the spot.
However, now, when facing people he cares about, Duan Mingxiao is willing to say things against his conscience.
"Okay, then we'll wait until you come back, Chun Chun."
"I'll come pick you up."
[What color clothes should I wear when I pick up Chun Chun at the airport? Should I wear the matching outfit I wore when I met Old Man Xu last time?]
[Hmph, if we walk down the street like this, everyone will know we're a couple.]
I'd like to see if anyone else is so foolish as to covet this young master.
[One sand comes, one sand comes; a pair comes, a pair comes; all sandy.]
Cong Chun looked happy, and the boy nodded slowly, his tone deliberately relaxed.
"Young master, see you after the holiday."
The young master has his own things to do, and Cong Chun cannot say that she is reluctant to let him go.
Cong Chun knew Duan Mingxiao's dream. The young master was talented, but he still put in unimaginable effort for this dream.
The bruises that appeared out of nowhere on my arms, the training hours that piled up day and night, the faint dark circles under my eyes, and the countless drops of sweat on the field.
Cong Chun had previously watched Duan Mingxiao train. During the strength training, the veins on the boy's body bulged. After getting off the training equipment, the young master walked towards him in a relaxed manner.
However, Cong Chun had already noticed that the boy's arm was trembling uncontrollably.
The empty water bags in the corner, after being replenished, were all soaked with the sweat of the boy in front of me.
The thought of trying to persuade the person to stay flashed through Cong Chun's mind.
But in an instant, Cong Chun suddenly felt very sad. He was extremely annoyed and guilty, even though the young master had been so good to him.
How could he be so selfish?
He could only suppress the reluctance in his heart and tell the boy in front of him.
See you after the holiday.
Although Duan Mingxiao sensed something was wrong, the boy took the initiative to step forward the next second.
He gently brushed aside Cong Chun's hair and stepped forward to place a kiss on the boy's smooth forehead.
It's so light you can barely feel its weight, like a swan feather landing on a calm lake.
Feeling the soft touch on his forehead, Cong Chun couldn't help but reach out and grab Duan Mingxiao's sleeve.
A hint of sadness flashed in Cong Chun's eyes as he suppressed a touch of grief.
He has disliked parting since he was a child.
Leaving home and coming to the big city, Cong Chun has become a strong adult, and he is happy with himself.
However, when Cong Chun got home, he found himself back to being the crybaby he used to be.
It turns out he hasn't changed at all.
Cong Chun's lips opened and closed, but no sound came out.
However, Duan Mingxiao did not discover any of this.
Cong Chun's silent words were like raindrops disappearing into the mud, leaving no trace. Those words clearly said...
(I don't want you to leave.)
Finally, Cong Chun let go.
He should not be a stumbling block in anyone's path.
Night will eventually fall, and the migratory birds that return home will eventually go back to their nests.
The two snuggled together on a small bed, while outside, a cold, strong wind blew against the window, making a dull thud.
Duan Mingxiao winked at the person.
"Please help me say goodbye to Grandma, Baochun."
Cong Chun nodded without saying anything.
A moment later, Cong Chun seemed to realize that the young master's eyes were fixed on him.
Cong Chun raised his eyes, the long, raven-feather-like hairs casting a shadow in his eyes, and the boy slowly replied with a sentence.
"Okay, I'll tell Grandma."
Duan Mingxiao curled his lips and asked him in a slightly relaxed tone.
"When are you planning to bring Grandma to Jinghai City, Chun Chun? We'll take her out for fun together."
“I asked my mom to invite all the aunts and uncles in the family as well, since they are older people and they will definitely have common topics to talk about.”
Cong Chun didn't want to spoil Duan Mingxiao's fun, so he nodded.
No, he thought to himself, Grandma won't go, because she can't bear to part with Grandpa.
Just like how he couldn't bear to part with the young master.
However, Cong Chun raised his eyes and spoke earnestly to Duan Mingxiao.
"I will take my grandma to the capital when I have the chance in the future."
Immediately afterwards, Cong Chun said something slowly but firmly.
"I will."
Duan Mingxiao looked at him with a face full of pride and smugness.
Yes, you will.
My wife is just too good!
Cong Chun was stunned for a moment, and the boy's slender fingers involuntarily tightened their grip on the bed sheet next to him.
Just as Cong Chun was about to ask for clarification, a cell phone ring interrupted his thoughts.
Duan Mingxiao clicked his tongue impatiently.
He answered the phone casually.
Because the two were lying on the same bed, very close to each other, Cong Chun could also hear the sounds coming from the phone.
It was Ji Ruhui who made the call to Duan Mingxiao.
"Hey, Ah-chan?"
Will I be able to catch the 6 a.m. flight tomorrow?
Duan Mingxiao sighed inwardly, the boy frowned, a hint of annoyance in his eyes.
"Enough with the nonsense, I'm hanging up now."
Immediately following was the sound of Ji Ruhui breaking through her defenses.
"Hey, A-Can, you're something else."
"I told you I was leaving tonight, but you insisted on staying."
"If you stay a few hours less, people won't run away."
Duan Mingxiao's face immediately turned cold, and a hint of guilt flashed in the young master's eyes.
"None of your business, shut up."
Immediately afterwards, the young master hung up the phone without hesitation.
On the other side, Ji Ruhui's gaze fell on the darkened phone screen, and the boy's lips twitched involuntarily.
Honestly, he never imagined that Duan Mingxiao would become such a love-struck fool after meeting someone he liked.
Before tonight, Ji Ruhui was absolutely certain that the most important thing in Duan Mingxiao's heart was "racing".
But now, he was somewhat uncertain.
Duan Mingxiao had originally agreed that because of the heavy rain, he would only visit Cong Chun briefly and then leave, as Cong Chun was safe.
In the end, the young master stayed for a day and a night, and then stayed until the next day, even though he was supposed to leave in the afternoon.
This way, there will be rest time before the exhibition match.
Unexpectedly, it dragged on until the early hours of this morning. Ji Ruhui said he couldn't bear to watch. He was originally worried that his brother would be lonely for life, but now it seems that the other brother has already gotten a marriage certificate, while he himself has not found a suitable marriage partner.
As for the opinions of Duan Mingxiao's elders, Ji Ruhui never imagined that the two elders of the Duan family would object.
After all, he and Duan Mingxiao had known each other since childhood, and they shared everything the other wanted to do or obtain.
In the end, without exception, Duan Mingxiao was able to achieve or obtain everything.
As for pursuing someone, it's likely that when this young master truly falls for someone, it's hard for anyone to refuse him.
No, I should say, no one can refuse.
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