Chapter 102 Welcome home When someone is sick, good...
When people are sick, they seem to be more likely to become like children.
When Chen Song has a fever, he likes to cling to others and loses his temper easily.
This time, he kept clamoring to go home. Gu Xingjue coaxed him, saying he'd be back as soon as he recovered. But Chen Song's immune system hadn't recovered yet, and his minor cold turned into the flu, leaving him with a fever, runny nose, and cough. It took a month for him to fully recover.
By the time Gu Xingjue had arranged everything and brought Chen Song back to China, it was already mid-October.
Chen Song was riding in a private jet for the first time, and he was somewhat curious. So, this is what wealthy people's planes look like—mysterious yet luxurious. He didn't feel any envy or yearning after seeing it. He glanced around calmly and sat down on the sofa with a normal expression.
Gu Xingjue brought him some fruit and dessert, then sat down beside him. Seeing Chen Song staring out the window, he asked, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Chen Song was silent for a moment, then turned back to look at him, picked up a small tomato and played with it in his hand: "No, it's just... I'm homesick."
Gu Xingjue touched Chen Song's head, followed his soft hair to the back of his white neck, and gently squeezed it to relax him. "To be honest, I'm a little nervous too."
"Why are you so nervous?" Chen Song stuffed the cherry tomato into his mouth, bit it lightly with his teeth, and the fresh and sweet juice slowly flowed into his mouth.
"I thought you would wake up, but I hadn't thought about returning home with you. These things have been out of reach for me for almost two years. Until this day finally comes, it still seems incredible to me. You will wake up, and I..."
"I'm really, really happy and grateful. I've been really nervous, not just today. I'm scared, scared that this is just a dream. Even if it is, I don't want to wake up. I really can't live in a world without you."
The tomato was crushed and slid down his esophagus into his stomach. The sweet juice slowly spread from his taste buds to his whole body. He had never tasted such delicious tomatoes before, so fresh and plump. But there were many delicious small tomatoes like this on the market, so it was not uncommon.
Perhaps it was Gu Xingjue who had brought the cherry tomatoes, or perhaps it was Gu Xingjue's words that were so touching. Chen Song wasn't a big fan of cherry tomatoes. He'd have one occasionally when he felt like it, but after that, he'd stop at nothing. Now he picked up another one and slowly rubbed the smooth, delicate skin.
"What will you do if I don't wake up?" Chen Song said and put the cherry tomato into his mouth.
Gu Xingjue's gaze fell on Chen Song's slightly moving lips, and a few glimmers of light flashed in his deep eyes. He restrainedly moved his Adam's apple, then raised his hand to wipe the juice from the corner of Chen Song's mouth and said, "I think I'm going crazy. Or maybe I've already gone crazy. Sooner or later, I will take you with me to die. I'll have someone put our ashes together."
Chen Song paused, his calloused fingertips stirring the ripples in his heart. Gu Xingjue's idea was crazy, but Chen Song didn't feel scared. Perhaps it was because he had truly accepted death and had never thought about waking up.
Hey, why did he wake up in the first place... Chen Song suddenly couldn't remember, and had forgotten a little.
"Are you afraid of me?" Gu Xingjue raised the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. His black eyeballs seemed to be filled with the thick night, and the sorrow and sadness in them made people suffocate and sour.
"I'm not afraid." Chen Song touched the white hair beside Gu Xingjue's ear and repeated, "I'm not afraid."
Gu Xingjue is a madman, and so is he.
"Go back and dye your hair so you look like an old man."
Gu Xingjue smiled and said, "Okay."
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When the plane landed in Vancouver, there was a strong autumn wind.
"Why hasn't the door opened yet? It's been stuck here for so long. I'm so anxious." Tang Shihe rubbed her chest with both hands, her palms full of sweat.
"Exactly what are they doing? It's so frustrating." Lu Yuan's heart was also beating fast. "Hey, do you think he can walk up such a high staircase? I'll go up and pick him up."
"You've waited two years, can't you wait a few minutes?" Lu Fenghai said, "Don't go up and make trouble, maybe he's sorting things out."
"The door is open, the door is open, come down." Ye Wenzhou said.
Everyone stared at the boarding gate nervously, silent and standing as still as pine trees. The strong wind made their eyes dry, but no one blinked.
Lu Yuan's family, Ye Wenzhou and Dong Jingming had been waiting at the airport two hours ago, their nerves were tense, and they were all praying for them to land safely.
The boarding gate slowly opened, and after a moment, the figure they expected did not appear. Instead, a group of light yellow dogs rushed out, braked suddenly at the boarding gate, and were so scared that they circled around the door and whimpered.
Everyone: “…”
Ye Wenzhou asked, "Hmm...is this definitely theirs?"
Dong Jingming: "Didn't you see the huge Yansheng Group logo?"
"Then where did this dog come from?"
Chen Baisui wandered around the door and barked a few times, but was too afraid to go down the stairs. He turned around and ran back to Chen Song, tugging at his legs pitifully, howling.
Chen Song was very nervous at first, but after being teased by Chen Baisui, he calmed down a bit. He patted the dog's head and said, "Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. Sui Sui."
"Don't hold on to your dad. You've chewed up his new pants. It's such a big dog, how can it get down on its own?" Gu Xingjue pulled it away, put a leash on it and threw it to the bodyguard, "Take it down first. If its legs feel weak, carry it down."
"Okay, young master." The bodyguard took the leash.
Gu Xingjue pulled Chen Song's jacket over his shoulders and zipped it up. "It's windy outside, are you ready?"
Chen Song took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Yes."
"How about I carry you down. It feels too high and difficult to walk." There was some worry in Gu Xingjue's eyes.
Chen Song frowned.
"Okay, okay, you walk by yourself, I'll hold you. If you get tired, just call me for a hug, okay?"
Chen Song ignored him and walked straight ahead, thinking Gu Xingjue was exaggerating. But as he stood at the plane door, his calves suddenly felt weak. The wind ruffled his hair, blurring his vision. He blinked twice before he could see the people on the ground. His heart began to pound.
Gu Xingjue stood beside him and took his hand: "Let's go, little darling, I'll take you home."
The golden afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the ground. It turned out that there were some people in this world waiting for him to come home.
Chen Song's eyes became moist and hot. He lowered his eyes, raised his leg, and took the first step back to his homeland.
The two walked slowly but steadily. When they were close to the ground, everyone came up. No one spoke, but their red eyes soaked with tears contained thousands of words.
Amid the howling autumn wind, only the puppy was howling, as if to encourage Chen Song for everyone.
The two of them stood before the crowd with their thin and haggard bodies. Chen Song opened his mouth, but didn't dare look at them: "Thank you... Thank you so much. Thank you for coming..."
Before he could finish his words, everyone came forward and hugged him.
Tang Shihe had already burst into tears: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
Lu Fenghai's eyes also turned red: "You've suffered, kid."
Lu Yuan: "You are enjoying yourself abroad, but you won't let us come to see you! Are we brothers? I know you don't treat me as a brother!"
"Boss! You're really back! I missed you so much. We took time off to come and see you."
"Doctor Chen... welcome home."
Everyone's embrace shielded Chen Song from the dry autumn wind, and his tears gradually fell.
For the first time, he thought, it’s good to be back.
"Let's go back first. It's windy here." Gu Xingjue said, "He's a little tired from the flight. He'll go back and rest for a couple of days before treating everyone to a meal and a good reunion."
"Okay, okay." Tang Shihe touched Chen Song's face again and again, looking at him carefully. "The house has been cleaned up. Go back and rest first. Call me when you wake up, and I'll go cook for you."
Chen Song nodded.
Everyone sent Chen Song to the car. Before leaving, Tang Shihe stopped him and said, "Wait."
Chen Song turned around: "What's wrong, Aunt Tang?"
"This, this is for you," Tang Shihe held up a small Buddha jade with a red string and put it on Chen Song's head. "I prayed for your safety."
"This is the necklace my mother recites every week when she goes to the temple to chant sutras and pray for blessings. You must wear it well." Lu Yuan said.
Chen Song touched the heavy jade and smiled, "Thank you, Aunt Tang. I will wear it well."
"Okay... okay." Tang Shihe said, "Then be careful on the road."
"Um."
Chen Song felt the wind outside the window and watched the sunset gradually sink, holding the jade in front of his chest in his hand.
Gu Xingjue pulled him closer and closed the window: "You've just recovered from your illness, you can't be exposed to the wind."
Chen Song liked to enjoy the breeze and the scenery while riding in the car. Maybe because he was in a good mood, he didn't make a fuss with Gu Xingjue. He sat obediently beside him, lowered his eyes and touched his necklace.
Gu Xingjue pulled his other hand, and Chen Song saw from his peripheral vision that he produced a red bracelet from somewhere, which looked very familiar.
"This is……"
"Yes, I wove one for you, just like you did for me before. No matter how many you lose or break, I'll keep making new ones for you. I'll keep making them for you for the rest of your life. Although I haven't gone to the temple to pray for you yet, I've prayed to the gods in my heart millions of times. They must have heard my heart and returned you to me."
"My weaving is not as good as yours, please don't despise it." Gu Xingjue tied the knot for him.
Chen Song raised his hand and looked: "How could you..."
"Learn it online. How can you know that? I will learn it all and use it to love you well."
Chen Song's eyes moved slightly and he lowered his hand.
"Want to go to the back and get some sleep?"
Chen Song shook his head.
"What do you want to eat tonight? Seafood now that we're back? Hairy crabs, lobsters, or abalone soup?"
"It's all fine. It's up to you."
Chen Song fell asleep halfway through the journey and didn't know how long he slept before Gu Xingjue came to call him.
"Get up and eat something, baby, then go back to sleep. Otherwise you will have a stomachache when you wake up tomorrow." Gu Xingjue rubbed his soft hair and said softly.
Chen Song woke up, but didn't want to get up. He was still sleepy and ignored him.
Gu Xingjue leaned close to his ear and called him: "Chen-Song-"
Gu Xingjue's voice is a little different from before. It is low and has a hoarse grainy feeling. It is more magnetic when it is close to the eardrum, like a tingling electric current.
Chen Song moved slightly, and tried to move forward, but was pulled back by Gu Xingjue: "Then I'll bring it to you, okay?"
Chen Song just moved and regained consciousness. He realized that he was lying on a bed. The touch was very familiar. It was different from the small bed in the car. It should be the big bed at home.
Arrived...home?
Chen Song opened his eyes. The light from the stairs outside the door shone in. In the dim light, he could see clearly the scene in front of him.
An old grey wardrobe stood beside the bed, its wooden and glass doors reflecting the orange light...
Chen Song blinked his sore eyes. A gray-yellow ball ran in from the door, rushed to him happily, and licked his face. Its body smelled of soil.
"Chen Baisui! Get down quickly! Look how dirty you are! You've even soiled the freshly changed sheets. Stop licking your dad! You're making him dirty!"
Chen Baisui ignored him and continued to make a scene beside Chen Song.
"Tsk," Gu Xingjue stood up impatiently, walked around the bed to the other side and grabbed the dog's neck, "You stink."
"Just now when I was cooking, it ran to the backyard and rolled around." Gu Xingjue reported to Chen Song, "I'll take it down and then bring the meal up."
Gu Xingjue said this and led Chen Baisui downstairs.
Chen Song was stunned. He sat up from the bed and looked around the room. All the furniture and their arrangement were exactly the same as before.
Didn't he already sell it?
Chen Song rubbed his temples and after waking up for a moment, he confirmed that this was not a dream.
He returned home, the home that Chen Shengping left for him.
Chen Song said he wanted to go home, but he didn't know which home he was going back to. It seemed that he had lived for so long, wandering all the way, and there was no place that could truly be his "home".
The only place he defined as "home" was the small suite rented by Gu Mo.
That was the home that Gu Mo gave him, and it was also the home he wanted to give to Gu Mo.
Maybe that's where he really wants to go back.
But this place seems not bad either. His roots are born here. Although it comes with a lot of pain, blood and tears, it has witnessed his difficult growth and is the "mother" who can tolerate everything about him.
Gu Xingjue came up with the food: "I'm going to turn on the light. Close your eyes first, don't hurt them."
Chen Song didn't close his eyes. Gu Xingjue turned on the light, but Chen Song still blinked.
"I told you to close your eyes, idiot." Gu Xingjue put the dishes on the coffee table and sat down beside the bed to rub his eyes.
Gu Xingjue did not use the hand with the scar on the palm, but the other hand that was slightly unable to close.
"You...did you buy this house back?"
"Yes."
"when?"
"Hmm..." Gu Xingjue thought about it.
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