Chapter 140 Lovesickness In short, can you please not teach him?
"Don't bother seeing me off tomorrow, I can go back by myself," Jiang Yueming said.
Yesterday, on my way back to school, I ran into Xue Ang and the others. They told Li Leshan not to forget his homework. Their explanation was complicated and multifaceted; Jiang Yueming listened for a long time but still couldn't understand. Li Leshan has been spending all his time with me lately, so he probably hasn't had time to do his homework. And then there's the afternoon spent arguing at the station, leaving even less time.
"What's wrong?" Li Leshan had just finished washing up, and his bangs were still a little wet.
"I...I won't waste your time."
“It won’t be delayed,” Li Leshan immediately thought of the homework Xue Ang had mentioned. “I only have a little left, it won’t be delayed.”
He sat down on the edge of the bed. "Don't say that. When you came to see me, why didn't you say I was taking up your time?"
Jiang Yueming was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say something, but he knew it wouldn't be good to say it, so he held back.
Because our schedules are different. My time isn't as valuable as yours. Or rather, I can afford to waste it, but you can't.
Li Leshan looked at him for a while, then slowly lowered his head and leaned against Jiang Yueming's chest. He held Jiang Yueming's hand and gently stroked it for a while.
Jiang Yueming had almost never seen Li Leshan like this before. She knew he was probably reluctant to part with her, but he wouldn't say anything. Fortunately, they had known each other for so many years and were quite familiar with each other's unspoken feelings.
"Are you going back to Shengping for the New Year?" After a long silence, Li Leshan looked up and asked.
Jiang Yueming hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll go back. But I probably can't stay too long; things will be busy at home during the New Year."
"Then I'll come to you, okay?" Li Leshan gestured. "I can help if I can."
“No need,” Jiang Yueming looked into Li Leshan’s eyes. “There’s no need, Lele. How can I trouble you with my family matters?”
Li Leshan looked a little puzzled. "But I'm also troubling you with my family matters."
He didn't understand why the same thing became a troublesome matter for Jiang Yueming, something he couldn't help with. There were clearly things he could help with; it wasn't like he was incapable of doing nothing.
"I'll find a hotel myself, and then..." Before Li Leshan could finish speaking, Jiang Yueming grabbed his hand.
“Really, there’s no need,” Jiang Yueming said, holding his hand. “I will go back to Shengping. I’m afraid you won’t be used to it there.”
He worried that Li Leshan wouldn't be familiar with the area, and if he went to the South, the only person he would know would be himself, but he wouldn't be able to take care of him much. He wouldn't be familiar with the place, the people, or even the language. When he first went to the South, he couldn't even speak fluently, couldn't understand Cantonese, and everything was difficult.
Moreover... Li Leshan really can't go.
Li Leshan lowered his head and pulled his hand away from Jiang Yueming's. "I know, I just wanted to... see you more."
Jiang Yueming's heart softened immediately. Looking at Li Leshan's appearance, he felt terrible. "Okay, I promise you, I will definitely go back to Shengping and stay for a few more days."
Before parting, Li Leshan went to the station to see him off. On the way back, he didn't take the train but instead took the high-speed rail, and Li Leshan bought the ticket.
Although the high-speed rail journey is not short, it is indeed much more comfortable than the regular train. Jiang Yueming dared not say anything more, for fear of displeasing Li Leshan.
No wonder the capital city has such a rich cultural heritage; the Beijing West Railway Station is built to look amazing. Shengping also has a West Station, called Shengping West. Compared to Shengping, these two are practically from different generations; they're more like great-great-great-great-grandparents.
This place is so big that anyone who's disoriented would probably get completely lost.
"Okay, don't bother seeing me off." Jiang Yueming looked at him through the railing. "Take good care of yourself here, okay? Eat well, don't skimp on anything, the weather's getting colder, you need to get a thicker blanket..."
Li Leshan nodded, his gaze lingering on his face.
“You too,” Li Leshan told him, “take care of yourself and don’t overwork yourself.”
“Okay, okay,” Jiang Yueming hesitated, “I know.”
"Call me more video calls," Li Leshan pointed to his phone, "and there are messages too."
Jiang Yueming quickly agreed, "Okay..."
Tickets were being checked immediately. Jiang Yueming checked his ID card, then looked at Li Leshan standing in the crowd seeing them off. His emotions surged, and he suddenly felt a lump in his throat. "Lele, um, um, please don't teach Xue... I don't remember his name, but please don't teach him, okay?"
“I know he must be super smart, much smarter than me, so teaching him will definitely be easier and less strenuous…” Jiang Yueming’s eyes reddened as she spoke. “I know this is a bit wrong, a bit petty, but… can you please not teach him the way you taught me?”
These words had been stuck in Jiang Yueming's throat for days, and he hadn't dared to say them. But as he was about to leave, he couldn't hold back any longer and blurted them out. Actually, it wouldn't have been a big deal if he had just taught them, but as a classmate, the thought of it was something he just couldn't accept.
Looking at his reddened eyes, Li Leshan felt a pang of sadness. He finally managed to squeeze to the front, shaking his head as he explained, "I didn't... I didn't teach him."
How could he teach Xue Ang the same way he taught Jiang Yueming?
“And another thing,” Li Leshan had something else to say, he was a little anxious and his sign language was not very clear, “you are not stupid at all, I was very happy when I was teaching you.”
That was the first time in his life he had encountered someone who "wanted to understand him." Every time Jiang Yueming appeared in his field of vision, skipping and hopping, Li Leshan's heart seemed to melt a little. The scene was still vivid in his mind.
The announcement began urging passengers to check their tickets again; it really was time to part ways. Li Leshan ran from east to west, trying to catch one last look at Jiang Yueming, until she disappeared into the crowd, turning back every few steps.
These past few days have felt like a dream, and this meeting feels like a dream too. It's like I had a very real dream, and now it's time to wake up. Everything I just experienced seems like an illusion again.
This fleeting happiness is truly hard to let go of. After parting, we'll have to count down the days until we meet again, and the longing will never cease until that day comes.
He stayed at the station for a long time, witnessing countless scenes of relatives and lovers parting ways, before slowly leaving the place.
During the few days he spent with Jiang Yueming, his life seemed to have been paused, briefly pulled away from the hectic pace, giving him some time to catch his breath. He really couldn't stay in this place.
This isn't Shengping. People like him are everywhere. Li Leshan can't stop. He's come this far with great difficulty, and he can't stop now.
Back in his dorm, Li Leshan started packing to go to the library. He planned to finish his homework today, study a bit more, and then go back to work at Qiu Xin's place tomorrow.
He mentally planned out everything that would happen next. Li Leshan stood in front of the table, lost in thought, staring blankly at the books on it.
"Leshan," Zhuang Jie pushed open the dormitory door and saw Li Leshan standing in front of the table, holding a bag, probably heading to the library. He grinned, "Thanks for the gift your friend gave you. He said thank you for taking care of you. Oh, we're so embarrassed. We didn't do anything. Your friend is so nice, and so handsome too. Do you have a girlfriend...?"
Li Leshan's brain suddenly went blank for a moment. He heard Zhuang Jie's voice becoming weaker and weaker, and less and less clear in his ears.
His gaze fell into the backpack, and he suddenly saw a corner of something. He quickly took out the book he had just stuffed in, and a wad of money was quietly placed inside.
I don't know when Jiang Yueming put it in, maybe when he brought him to the dormitory.
"Leshan...?" Zhuang Jie asked, noticing his lack of response. "Are you alright?"
Li Leshan realized what was happening, hurriedly wiped his eyes, and turned back to smile at him.
"Hey, so does your friend have a girlfriend? If not, I can introduce him to someone. There are plenty of girls out there. There's one in our department, she's my high school classmate..."
Zhuang Jie talked for a long time like a matchmaker, but Li Leshan just waved his hand, picked up his schoolbag, and hurriedly rushed out of the dormitory.
Tears blurred his vision, and his heart began to pound. He wiped away his tears, but his vision blurred again the next second.
The high-speed train seat was by the window, and Jiang Yueming kindly helped the girl next to him put her suitcase on the shelf above. The girl blushed and said thank you almost eight hundred times.
To be honest, that suitcase was indeed quite heavy. It was comparable to Xu Qing's. He had helped Xu Qing carry her luggage before, and that suitcase looked like it had been compressed hundreds of times, as heavy as dozens of kilograms of iron.
Sitting in his seat, he looked out the window at the platform, still feeling somewhat unreal. The thought of truly drifting further and further away from Li Leshan made his thoughts become chaotic again.
I started missing him shortly after we parted.
Is this some kind of illness? Why does this happen every time? If it is an illness, how should it be treated?
Lovesickness, is it incurable?
Jiang Yueming took out his ID card from his pocket, unzipped the zipper of his backpack, and froze when he was about to put his ID card in. He always lost his ID card, as if he was on some kind of mission, like it couldn't stay with him peacefully for a certain number of days.
There was a wad of cash that had somehow appeared in the mezzanine, neatly and orderly placed there. My aunt hadn't told him there was money there...
Was it Li Leshan who released it?
Suddenly, a strong, indescribable bittersweet feeling, mixed with emotion, surged up. The longing she had managed to suppress in her heart regained its dominance, almost overwhelming Jiang Yueming.
His hands trembled as he zipped up the zipper, his eyes brimming with tears that threatened to spill over at any moment.
It felt like something was stuck in his throat, making even breathing painful. He tightened his grip on his schoolbag, trying to suppress his slightly trembling shoulders.
Lele, I really hate to part with you.
But I'm really drifting further and further away from you, what should I do?
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Author's note: Baby's love is always a two-way street [pity]
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