Chapter 26: The Final Farewell
From the moment Su Mu suggested that he return to City B first, Jiang Ran's mood visibly declined. At mealtimes, she picked at the rice in her bowl, poking at the vegetable leaves with the tips of her chopsticks, unable to get them into her mouth, and she spoke less.
Su Mu wondered if he was experiencing separation anxiety, since the two had been inseparable during this time, and Jiang Ran had been particularly clingy to him.
So he could only coax it like a child.
"I promise I'll video chat with you every day, once in the morning, once at noon, and once in the evening."
"I'll take pictures of whatever you want to see: my chubby belly, me, and... my stomach."
"I will eat on time and sleep on time, and I will never let myself get tired."
"I'll come see you when you're done with your things, or when I miss you, or you can come to me later..."
He counted on his fingers, listing all the comforting words he could think of, and even leaned over to kiss Jiang Ran's lips.
After listening, Jiang Ran hummed in agreement. Her expression didn't seem to indicate disbelief in Su Mu's guarantee; she simply didn't want to be separated.
Rou Rou is no longer the dull, lifeless creature it was when we first found it. It has grown quite a bit, and its fluffy gray fur has become soft and fluffy, like a moving ball of fur—it's really chubby now.
The puppy opened its eyes; they were wet and amber in color, and it looked at people with the innocent curiosity typical of puppies.
It has already received its first vaccination and undergone basic checkups; it's a healthy little guy. Su Mu can now touch and hold it without worry. Although it's not quite steady on its feet yet, wobbling like a drunken little roly-poly toy, it's energetic and curious. Its favorite thing to do is to try its best to climb out of the cardboard box lined with old clothes when no one is looking, using its four not-so-strong little legs.
Once it successfully escapes, it will happily follow people around, no matter where they go, making soft, coquettish whimpers in its throat, and trying its round little body to rub against their ankles.
Su Mu watched as Jiang Ran squatted on the ground, holding a dog chew toy, and idly teasing the little dog that was circling around his feet.
Su's father also noticed that Jiang Ran was in low spirits. He usually liked to tease Jiang Ran, so he patted Su Mu on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Mu, what's wrong with him? It looks like there's a dark cloud over his head."
Su Mu pulled his father aside and then explained the reason to his parents.
"I was thinking, Jiang Ran, he can't stay here forever, can he? What will his family think of me?"
Staying here for an extended period is not a long-term solution for his family and social circle. Su Mu didn't want Jiang Ran to completely deviate from his original path because of himself and his child, and he didn't want Jiang Ran's parents to feel that he was the one holding her back.
After listening, Su's mother said, "Xiao Mu, you're right, that makes sense. So, are you planning to give birth in the city?"
Su Mu nodded. He had considered this decision for a long time.
After adding Jiang's mother on WeChat, this enthusiastic and highly proactive future mother-in-law shared various information with him almost every day, including introductions to several top private hospitals in B City and Jiangzhou, experts specializing in special obstetric cases, and even some relevant research and success stories from abroad.
Jiang's mother said to him in a relaxed and encouraging tone on WeChat: "Mumu, I did some research myself and found out that there are actually quite a few cases of men giving birth. Don't worry, medicine is very advanced now. We'll find the best doctors and use the best facilities, and everything will be fine."
After all, it's a major event involving surgery, affecting both of their health and the baby's safety, so no amount of caution is too much.
Su Mu felt more at ease going to a big city with better medical facilities and a higher concentration of specialists. Also, Jiang Ran could take better care of him there, and it would be easier for both sets of parents to visit.
“Well,” Su Mu said to her parents, “I’ve decided to give birth in Jiang City. The hospitals there are better, there are more specialists, and it will be easier for Jiang Ran to take care of me.”
Mr. and Mrs. Su exchanged a glance and nodded. Their son had considered everything carefully, and was thinking about the child and the future.
"When is Xiao Jiang leaving?" Su's mother asked.
Su Mu glanced at Jiang Ran, who was still squatting in the corner, silently facing Rou Rou, and felt a little sorry for her. "After visiting Grandma in a couple of days, he will go back to prepare. I may have to go a little later, after the factory work is completely handed over and my health is more stable."
It was Grandma's birthday. The whole family gathered in Grandma's yard.
Grandma Su Mu is almost eighty years old this year. Her hair has long turned white, but the old lady is still very healthy. She walks with a brisk pace, speaks with a strong voice, and her eyes are still clear and bright.
The elderly of that era didn't have many special skills. Su Mu's maternal grandfather was a craftsman, a carpenter. His skills weren't particularly exquisite, but he was able to earn a living for his family. He could make furniture and weave delicate bamboo strip handicrafts such as baskets, crates, and small stools. In those years of scarcity and hardship, he managed to raise his children little by little, ensuring that none of them went hungry or cold.
Unfortunately, my grandfather passed away early and did not live to see the good life he enjoys now, with a house full of children and grandchildren and a gradually improving standard of living.
When Su Mu and his group arrived, his uncle's family had already been there.
My maternal grandmother's house has a large courtyard, in the old-fashioned style, facing south, with blue bricks paving the ground and the walls covered with lush green ivy. In one corner of the courtyard, several rows of seasonal vegetables are planted, full of greenery, while in another corner, some firewood and old things are piled up. Although the village has had gas for a long time, the old folks still prefer to burn firewood.
My grandmother was used to being frugal. She never went to restaurants for her birthday, feeling it was impractical and a waste of money. She preferred the whole family to gather together and eat a meal they cooked themselves, which she considered better than anything else.
Therefore, dining tables are usually set up in the yard.
Several tables of different sizes were put together and covered with clean plastic tablecloths. The adults were busy in and out of the kitchen and yard, washing vegetables, cutting meat, stewing soup, stir-frying dishes, and the sounds of pots and pans clattering and oil sizzling filled the air.
The children are all playing.
Xiaofen's aunt and uncle have a son, Su Mu's cousin, who just turned thirteen this year. He's at an age where he's energetic and mischievous. He inherited his uncle's tall stature, but his personality is like his aunt's—lively and outgoing.
He had heard that Su Mu had returned and brought a very handsome friend with him. As soon as he saw Su Mu and Jiang Ran appear at the gate, his eyes lit up like a cannonball. He shouted "Brother Mu!" and then, without thinking, opened his arms and rushed towards Su Mu. Judging from his posture, he wanted to give Su Mu a bear hug full of youthful enthusiasm.
Before Su Mu could react, he saw a blur before his eyes and his feet left the ground.
It's Jiang Ran.
Almost the instant the boy charged at him, he instinctively stepped to the side, swiftly and steadily lifting Su Mu up, avoiding the boy's deadly pounce.
When Su Mu came to her senses, she was already nestled comfortably in Jiang Ran's arms, her nose surrounded by his refreshing and pleasant scent.
The cousin who missed his target was so rushed that he almost couldn't stop. He staggered a couple of steps before regaining his balance, scratched the back of his head, and looked at Su Mu, who was being held tightly in Jiang Ran's arms and had a slightly bewildered and embarrassed expression on his face. He muttered somewhat apologetically, "Uh, Brother Mu, is this your friend?"
Su Mu, being held in front of everyone by Jiang Ran, said, "Put me down, I'm fine."
Jiang Ran seemed not to hear her, tightened her grip on her arm, and said to her cousin who was still standing there dumbfounded, "He can't bump into you, be careful."
My cousin was even more embarrassed by his serious tone and nodded repeatedly, "Oh, I know, I know, I won't do it again next time."
Jiang Ran then gently placed Su Mu back on the ground.
Su Mu looked at Hao Hao, who had grown much taller since the last time they met, and couldn't help but laugh as he patted Hao Hao's strong arm: "Hao Hao, you've really grown up now, you're such a big guy, like a little calf. My bones can't take a bump from you so carelessly."
Hao Hao was a little embarrassed by what he said: "I know, brother, I'll be more careful next time."
Su Mu then turned to the side and introduced Jiang Ran to him: "This is my brother's friend, you can just call him Brother Jiang."
Hao Hao asked curiously with his bright black eyes, "Brother Jiang, you must be the super handsome guy my dad was talking about. My dad even said that the friend Brother Xiao Mu brought back is better looking than the celebrities on TV."
Jiang Ran took out a beautifully packaged imported chocolate from her pocket and handed it to Hao Hao: "This is for you. But you absolutely must never rush over and hug your brother like that again, understand?"
Hao Hao took the chocolate and immediately nodded vigorously: "Yes, sir! Brother Jiang! I guarantee I'll complete the mission."
I greeted a few relatives.
Su Mu led Jiang Ran towards the main house. Grandma was old and preferred peace and quiet; while the younger generation bustled around outside, she stayed inside watching television. It was an old-fashioned color television with a small screen, playing a local channel.
Su Mu and Jiang Ran carried the prepared gifts inside. Grandma was leaning against a wicker chair with a cotton cushion. Hearing the noise, she turned around. Seeing Su Mu, the old lady's face immediately lit up with a kind smile, her eyes narrowing into slits.
She reached out her hand to Su Mu: "Little Mu, you're here! Come over here and let Grandma take a look. Hmm, you seem to be in better health lately, and your face is a little fuller."
She held Su Mu's hand, carefully examining his face, then frowned, her voice full of concern: "But you're still too thin. You need to eat more. Has your mother not been cooking for you properly?"
Su Mu thought to herself: I've gained almost ten pounds, but she obediently replied: No, Mom's cooking is very good.
As he spoke, he handed over the beautifully packaged gift box: "Grandma, happy birthday. This is a massager I bought for you. You can use it when your back or legs are uncomfortable. And this is a scarf I bought for my mom and aunt. You have one too."
"Grandma, this is my college classmate, Jiang Ran. He happened to be visiting, so he came with me to see you."
Jiang Ran immediately stepped forward, bowed slightly, her posture respectful, and said in a clear voice, "Grandma, I wish you boundless happiness and longevity."
Grandma listened with a smile, nodding repeatedly, her gaze falling on Jiang Ran as she looked her up and down. After a few seconds, she suddenly exclaimed, "Wait, wait, I'm getting old, my eyesight isn't what it used to be."
As she spoke, she turned around, rummaged on the small coffee table beside her, found her old reading glasses that were tied with a thin string and whose temples were a little loose, and put them on shakily.
She turned back and, through her glasses, scrutinized Jiang Ran more closely, looking her up and down.
After looking at her for a good ten seconds, the old lady took off her glasses and said, "She does look energetic."
She beckoned to Jiang Ran, her voice gentle: "Little Jiang, right? Come, come, don't stand, sit down, sit next to Grandma."
I've passed the first impression test with my maternal grandmother.
Grandma pulled Jiang Ran to sit down on another rattan chair next to her. The rattan chair was quite old, and the bamboo strips were worn smooth and warm.
"Xiao Jiang, Huanzhen said you're a very sentimental child."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ran looked at Su Mu standing to the side and silently questioned him with her eyes: What exactly did you say to your mother?
Su Mu gave an innocent look.
“This is Xiao Jiang’s first time visiting, Xiao Mu,” she turned to Su Mu, “why don’t you have him keep me company while I watch TV for a while? We old folks like to have someone to talk to and watch a show with.”
Su Mu replied, "Okay, Grandma, you two chat. I'll go out and see if there's anything I can help with."
Su Mu entered the kitchen, where a flurry of activity was taking place. Aunt Xiao Fen was stir-frying, the spatula clattering against the wok, the air filled with the aroma of cooking oil. Seeing Su Mu enter, Aunt Xiao Fen, still busy cooking, smiled and asked, "Mu Tou's here? How long are you planning to stay this time?"
Su Mu leaned against the door frame and replied, "I'll stay a while longer, until the factory is completely handed over."
My aunt is out of town and busy with work, so she couldn't come back this time. She only sent a red envelope and blessings in the family group chat. My uncle was at the chopping board, skillfully slicing meat. When he heard Su Mu's words, he didn't even look up. He just casually picked up a piece of meat that was cut exceptionally well with the tip of his knife, flicked his wrist, and the piece of meat flew precisely to Su Mu's mouth.
The uncle's voice was loud and clear: "Go out and play. The kitchen is full of grease and smoke. What are you doing in here, little kid? Don't get in the way."
So, Su Mu obediently strolled out again and saw Hao Hao sitting outside the main room, engrossed in a game on his phone. Su Mu walked over, sat down next to him, and took out his phone to join the game.
The aroma of the food grew stronger, and cold dishes and bowls and chopsticks were gradually set on the tables in the yard.
When it was almost time to eat, Jiang Ran came out, walked to Su Mu's side, and sat down next to him naturally.
Su Mu sensed Jiang Ran approaching and turned to look at him. He then noticed that Jiang Ran's eyes were red and swollen again.
Su Mu: "What's wrong? You're crying again? What did Grandma say to you?"
Jiang Ran seemed a little embarrassed by his question and turned her head slightly away: "I didn't say anything. My grandma dragged me to watch several episodes of a melodramatic drama."
His tone became more complex: "It's the kind of story that's really tragic, where the husband betrays her, the mother-in-law abuses her, she loses her child, and in the end, the female lead gets a terminal illness. My grandmother watched it with great interest and even told me that I would definitely like to watch it."
Su Mu: "…………"
Su Mu imagined the scene: a kind grandmother, pulling the aloof and cold-tempered young master Jiang, who was visiting for the first time, sitting in an old rattan chair, talking incessantly about the plot and reflecting on life in front of a TV playing a melodramatic soap opera.
Jiang Ran, on the other hand, could only sit upright and watch with a stiff upper lip, occasionally offering a few words of agreement.
Su Mu reached out and, with his fingertips, very lightly and carefully touched the corner of Jiang Ran's slightly reddened eyes. Then he leaned closer and blew on it, saying, "Okay, okay, it's not that red anymore."
In the courtyard, the call to start dinner rang out.
Grandma sat in the main seat facing the main entrance, the most respected position in the family, with a kind and contented smile on her face, looking at her children and grandchildren with bright eyes.
Jiang Ran sat next to Su Mu, the two of them very close, their arms almost touching.
The table was already laden with food: chicken, duck, fish, meat, seasonal vegetables, homemade tofu and preserved meat, as well as longevity noodles and red eggs that Grandma had specifically requested. The food was steaming hot and the aroma was irresistible.
Just as everyone was about to start eating, Su's mother's phone suddenly rang; it was a video call invitation.
It was my aunt calling. She had already sent blessings and red envelopes in the family group chat, and now she was making a special video call, clearly wanting to have a virtual reunion with her mother and siblings through the screen.
Su's mother quickly answered the call, pointing the phone screen at the dining table so everyone could take turns greeting her aunt. The phone camera panned around, scanning the smiling faces, and naturally also caught sight of Jiang Ran, who sat quietly and reservedly next to Su Mu.
On the other end of the screen, the aunt's voice, tinged with doubt and curiosity, came through the speaker: "Hey? Who's that young man sitting next to Mom, by the wood? He looks unfamiliar, but he's really handsome!"
Su's mother pointed to Jiang Ran and said naturally, "It's Xiao Jiang, he's our Xiao Mu's boyfriend."
A brief silence, lasting only a few seconds, fell over the table.
Hao Hao, who was engrossed in struggling with a piece of braised pork, looked up blankly, his face still smeared with sauce, and asked with great curiosity, "Mom, what's a boyfriend?"
Sitting next to him, Aunt Xiaofen reached out and patted the back of her son's head, then gently pushed his head into the rice bowl in front of him: "Why are you asking so many questions, little kid? Keep eating."
The uncle suddenly realized, "No wonder, they gave us such expensive things."
Jiang Ran blushed and said, "Hello, Auntie."
The old lady still had a kind smile on her face: "Alright, alright. Now we're family, family. Let's eat, the food's getting cold."
"Xiao Jiang, after you finish eating, go with Xiao Mu to the back room and light an incense stick for your grandfather so he can recognize him."
Offering incense and recognizing people.
Rural people still value these customs of ancestor worship. After burning incense, they are formally incorporated into the family in the simplest and most sacred way. It is not only an acknowledgment, but also a entrustment and blessing.
Everything seemed to have returned to its previous hustle and bustle, yet something was clearly different.
Su Mu quietly reached out from under the table and grasped Jiang Ran's hand, which was slightly sweaty.
The family continued eating.
As they were leaving, Grandma took out a thick red envelope carefully wrapped in red paper and stuffed it into Su Mu's hand.
Su Mu was taken aback, and quickly declined, "Grandma, no need, we're all working, how can we take your money..."
Grandma pressed the red envelope into his palm without saying a word, not allowing him to break free: "This is not for you, it's for the little baby."
Little baby.
Su Mu could only lower his head, softly humming in agreement, and carefully put away the red envelope, as if accepting a blessing and expectation that transcended generational boundaries.
Compared to the acceptance from my maternal grandmother's side, it was even less of a problem with my aunt's side.
Auntie married not far away, in a neighboring town. When Su Mu and Jiang Ran arrived with gifts, Auntie was drying radishes in the yard. Seeing them, she wiped her hands, her gaze immediately falling on Su Mu, looking him up and down: "Xiao Mu, are you... pregnant?"
Su Mu was caught off guard by her direct and uncompromising question, and a faint blush instantly rose on his face.
Seeing his hesitant and helpless expression, his aunt became even more certain: "Don't hide it from your aunt. I knew about your father's pregnancy with you."
Su Mu was enlightened by her words: "...Yes."
When her aunt received an affirmative answer, her tone was both reproachful and concerned: "You're so naughty, causing such a big problem."
Su Mu felt a little wronged by her "really naughty" comment and whispered in defense, "...It's because my parents didn't tell me beforehand."
Aunt: "Alright, since you're here, come in and sit down. You're not alone anymore, you need to be more careful. This child seems alright, but I don't know if he's reliable."
Su Mu: "...Auntie, my boyfriend is still here."
Auntie said to Xiao Jiang, "Sorry."
I didn't stay at my aunt's house for long. After having a meal and listening to some advice from the elders, I said goodbye. But before I left, my aunt gave Su Mu a basket of free-range eggs laid by her own chickens so that he could have some nourishment.
When her uncle brought up the time he had tricked Jiang Ran, her aunt said he still had the nerve to talk about it.
I've visited all the most important family members on both sides, met the people I needed to meet, and said the things I needed to say.
Jiang Ran felt a little embarrassed and stood there awkwardly.
Jiang Ran held his phone, the screen displaying the ticketing app interface, his finger hovering over several time options. He looked up at Su Mu, who was crouching in the corner, teasing the chubby boy with his finger.
The little guy is very lively now. He sticks out his pink little tongue and tries to lick Su Mu's fingertips, making a satisfied purring sound in his throat.
"Did I buy a ticket?"
Su Mu casually replied, "Okay. Go ahead and buy it. I'll drive you there and return the rental car while we're at it."
Jiang Ran was furious.
These words were spoken so lightly, so naturally, so carelessly, as if what he was about to do was not a separation that might last for months and span thousands of miles, but merely a visit to the next village where they could meet again soon.
In a daze, it was as if I saw Su Mu again, the one from college who was always alone, quiet and somewhat aloof, and seemed to care little about anything.
Jiang Ran chose the afternoon of two days later.
In the past two days, Su's parents have gone to even greater lengths to treat Jiang Ran well. Su's mother cooks his favorite dishes for every meal, with braised pork ribs and sweet and sour fish served in generous portions. Su's father, on the other hand, brings Jiang Ran some cured meat, dried bamboo shoots, freshly harvested peanuts, and other local specialties, saying he wants him to take them back for his family to try.
Jiang Ran looked at the mountain of local specialties and felt even worse.
Even Su Mu's parents are so reluctant to part with him, how could Su Mu...?
Su Mu looked at the pile of things and said, "Dad, Mom, how can Jiang Ran carry all this stuff by herself? It's inconvenient to travel. Let's just mail it to her; it'll save us trouble."
The day Jiang Ran left, the weather was actually quite nice. But Jiang Ran was enveloped in a visibly oppressive atmosphere. He was wearing the clothes he had come in, his suitcase neatly packed. Standing in the courtyard, looking at the little courtyard he had lived in for quite some time and was now very familiar with, looking at the still lush green pothos in the corner, and at the little chubby boy who had peeked out of the cardboard box curiously when he heard the noise, he felt a tightness in his throat and a stinging sensation in his nose.
Su Mu drove him to the high-speed rail station in the county town. The car slowly drove out of Fenghuang Village, passing Meng Lingxuan's house.
Su Mu parked the car. Meng Lingxuan was shelling edamame at the door, a cigarette dangling from his lips. Seeing him, he smiled and greeted him, "Hey, Xiao Jiang, you're leaving already?"
Jiang Ran nodded, forcing a smile: "Brother Meng, I have to go back now. If you have time to come to Jiangzhou, be sure to come and see me."
Meng Lingxuan readily agreed: "Sure! I'll definitely go! Be careful on the road, and have a safe journey!"
The car started up again. Meng Lingxuan watched the departing car and turned to his wife, muttering, "That's strange. I feel like Xiao Jiang isn't going home, but rather like he's being dragged out and abandoned halfway? He looks so dejected."
His wife rolled her eyes at him: "You talk too much."
On the way to the county town, Jiang Ran leaned back in the passenger seat, her face turned to the side, watching the farmland and distant mountains rushing past the window, without saying a word.
After a long time, he seemed to finally be unable to hold back and repeatedly instructed, "Mumu, you have to video chat with me every day, morning, noon, and night, not once can you miss it."
"Take pictures and show them to me. Take pictures of yourself eating, taking a walk, being chubby, and yourself."
"If...if I message you and you don't reply within half an hour, I'm going to call you."
"Eat on time, sleep on time, and don't overwork yourself."
"If your stomach feels uncomfortable, be sure to tell me right away, don't try to tough it out on yourself."
"besides……"
He talked on and on, from food and clothing to shelter and transportation, to his mood, down to the smallest detail, as if he wanted to put all his worries and concerns into words and stuff them into Su Mu's ears and heart.
Su Mu listened quietly and said, "Okay, I know. I'll come to see you in a month, okay?"
The car is parked in the garage.
All around were hurried travelers, the sound of suitcase wheels scraping the ground, the clear train information broadcasts, and various unfamiliar dialects and telephone conversations, all blending into a noisy background.
Jiang Ran stopped, turned around, opened her arms, and pulled Su Mu into her embrace. Her arms were so tight that Su Mu could barely breathe: "If you miss me, you have to be good."
Su Mu also reached out and gently hugged Jiang Ran back, patting his back twice in a comforting manner.
The hug lasted only a few seconds. Jiang Ran seemed to have exhausted all his courage, or perhaps he was afraid that if he hugged her for even a second longer, the tears he was holding back would burst forth. He abruptly let go, not even daring to look at Su Mu's face again. He just lowered his head and mumbled, with a heavy nasal tone, "I'm leaving." Then he quickly pulled up the handle of his suitcase, turned around, and almost fled, swiped his ID card and hurried into the flow of people at the security checkpoint.
Su Mu stood there, watching that familiar, tall figure disappear into the surging crowd, growing smaller and smaller, blurrier until it was no longer visible.
The surroundings were still noisy, with people coming and going.
But Su Mu suddenly felt an unprecedented, immense emptiness.
Returning the car was a simple process: inspection, signing, and handing over the keys. Once everything was done, he stood by the roadside and watched the staff drive the car away.
He suddenly remembered the day he graduated from university. He was also the first to leave the dormitory. Jiang Ran came to see him off then.
Back then, his roommates all said that Su Mu was heartless and carefree. He ate the graduation dinner the calmest and left the most decisively, without even a proper farewell. He listened without arguing, just smiled.
But only he himself knew that he was not heartless.
When he finally belatedly realized that his feelings for Jiang Ran had long exceeded the boundaries of friendship, a complex mix of longing, dependence, jealousy, and indescribable emotions, he carefully hid his heart in a very solid and secluded corner for a long time, avoiding touching it and trying to perceive it, thinking that this would prevent him from getting hurt and losing control.
Until Jiang Ran barged in now, in a domineering and persistent manner.
Now that he's in safe mode, his heart, which he thought was dormant, seems to have been forcibly injected with life and has started beating again.
That heart that beats exclusively for Jiang Ran.
This heart is sensitive, fragile, yet full of strength. It can flutter at Jiang Ran's glance, feel a pang of sorrow at her words, and experience such sharp pain and loss at this moment of parting.
Back home, as he opened the door, Jiang Ran's scent seemed to still faintly linger in the air. He began tidying the room, organizing Jiang Ran's belongings, folding the blankets, and collecting the clothes.
As he opened the wardrobe to hang up a light jacket that Jiang Ran had left behind, his gaze inadvertently swept over a small storage box in the corner of the wardrobe, which contained some of his miscellaneous items.
My sunglasses are gone.
Su Mu paused for a moment, took the whole box off, and looked at it carefully again. It was indeed not there. He searched the wardrobe, then the bedside table and the desk, but it was still there.
Jiang Ran... took his sunglasses with her.
Su Mu found out that Young Master Jiang probably really did cry all the way back.
Su Mu clutched Jiang Ran's clothes, buried his face in them, and the thought in his mind became crystal clear: this was probably really the last time he and Jiang Ran would part ways.
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A note from the author:
Young Master Jiang did indeed cry all the way back.
Little Wooden Head is going to find her husband. [doge emoji]
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