Chapter 96: Pure Puppy Song Xingmian
Lin Shiyu merely gave a light scoff, not taking the youth to heart. “You haven’t even graduated from university yet. What can you do by A-Yu’s side? Be a little tag-along?”
Song Xingmian wasn’t affected by his words in the slightest. “I’ll be graduating this summer. Besides, Gege doesn’t even mind me staying; who are you to come here and gossip?”
Wen Yuhuai indeed had no objections and simply said, “As long as it doesn’t affect your graduation, follow if you want”.
Song Xingmian was quickly coaxed back into a good mood.
Wen Yuhuai was currently looking for flight tickets to Shenzhen. As long as he didn’t leave the country, not having his physical ID card was fine; as long as his electronic information was in the system, travel wouldn’t be affected.
Song Xingmian’s documents were still at the hotel, but he was too lazy to go back for them. He simply called the hotel manager, paying extra to have them delivered.
While waiting, the group found the noise outside annoying and sat in the VIP lounge for a while. Wen Yuhuai used this time to buy a new mobile phone.
His previous phone had been left in the car that was totaled.
He didn’t change his phone number again. From before the New Year until now, he had lost count of how many times he had changed his number, and he really didn’t want to exert the mental energy to memorize a new string of unfamiliar digits.
By the time the new phone was set up, Song Xingmian’s documents had been delivered. With over half an hour left until their flight took off, the group sat inside for a bit longer.
“If you have work to do, go back first. If there’s no problem on Fu Xingjian’s end, then there’s nothing else here that can trap me. We’ll be leaving once the time is up”.
Lin Shiyu didn’t leave, his gaze fixed directly on Wen Yuhuai’s face. “There’s nothing at the company. I’ll sit with you a while longer”.
Wen Yuhuai found this kind of gaze a bit difficult to handle, though it wasn’t as hard to accept as it had been in the past.
Perhaps it was because Fu Xingjian’s actions throughout this ordeal had been so excessive that they had heightened his tolerance levels significantly.
The airport broadcast began its announcements. Wen Yuhuai checked the flight number on the large screen and stood up with Song Xingmian to leave the VIP lounge, heading toward the jet bridge at the boarding gate.
Lin Shiyu also left the lounge but didn’t follow them further. He merely watched Wen Yuhuai’s back until it disappeared into the jet bridge.
Seeming unable to bear this moment of parting, Lin Shiyu’s fingers hanging by his side curled uncontrollably.
There will be a time when we meet again, he comforted himself in his heart.
East City Airport, Hai City.
Having lost count of how many times he had watched Wen Yuhuai being taken away from right under his eyes, Fu Xingjian could no longer maintain his usual dignified and elegant facade. His entire presence was in a state of chaotic, unhinged disarray.
“Stop them—”
He stared at the back that was gradually moving away into the crowd and gave the order to his men.
His subordinates immediately moved to pursue that figure, but before they could catch up, another group of people blocked their path.
“Gu Yanxiu, are you determined to oppose me?”
Gu Yanxiu still stood his ground with a straight back. Aside from a certain paleness in his face, not a trace of abnormality could be seen.
He even had the leisure to hook his lips into a smile. “If you insist on thinking that way, I have no choice”.
He simply didn’t want to keep making mistakes like him.
Fu Xingjian moved to make a call to continue the pursuit, but before he could dial, his phone rang. He looked at the name dancing on the screen and finally answered the call.
“Uncle”.
It was unclear what was said on the other end, but Fu Xingjian’s face gradually turned gray and defeated. Until he hung up the phone, he didn’t say another word.
He merely tilted his head back to look at the airport’s vaulted ceiling. Seeming to find the lights piercing, he raised a hand to cover his eyes, though the trembling in his palm grew more and more pronounced.
At the same time, the men who had gone out to pursue the person upon his orders returned and surrounded him, looking at him with difficult expressions.
“President Fu, the private jet is about to take off. It is time for you to board”.
During the three-hour flight from Hai City to Shenzhen, Wen Yuhuai’s tense nerves finally relaxed, and he fell asleep halfway through.
Song Xingmian, however, couldn’t sleep at all; his nerves were excited to the extreme.
Every few moments, he would glance at Wen Yuhuai, who was sleeping soundly against his shoulder. He felt an intense sense of unreality in his heart.
The person he had been longing for for so long was right beside him, leaning weakly and vulnerably against his shoulder, as if he wouldn’t resist no matter what was done to him.
Countless dark thoughts rose uncontrollably in Song Xingmian’s heart. There were always so many people coveting his Gege; if only he could hide Gege away—hide him in a place where only he knew, so he would never have to share Gege with anyone else again.
But very quickly, he snapped back to his senses.
With the lessons of Fu Xingjian and Gu Yanxiu before him, he was still much better off than them. At the very least, Gege wasn’t sick of him yet. Under the circumstances where he hadn’t done anything wrong, he really didn’t need to follow in their footsteps.
Just a kiss would be enough. He only wanted one kiss.
Thinking this, Song Xingmian gently lifted Wen Yuhuai’s neck from his shoulder and let him lean against the back of the seat.
In truth, Wen Yuhuai had originally been in that position; Song Xingmian had been the one to press his head against his shoulder.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t stolen kisses before, but Song Xingmian was still a bit nervous. He held Wen Yuhuai’s shoulder with a touch of innocence, leaning his body in gently to land a kiss on the corner of his lips.
The kiss was very light at first, merely four lips touching gently, but very quickly, Song Xingmian was no longer satisfied with such contact; he wanted more.
The tip of a soft, pink tongue poked out, licking Wen Yuhuai’s lip seam with some impatience. Only after the two slightly dry lips were licked into a moist state did he cautiously push past the teeth and invade bit by bit.
In his sleep, Wen Yuhuai seemed to feel uncomfortable. His brow furrowed instinctively, and a few blurred low moans escaped his mouth.
Song Xingmian immediately stopped his movements and withdrew his tongue, though he felt he hadn’t had enough. He gently cradled Wen Yuhuai’s cheek in his palm to soothe him.
“Sleep, Gege. With me here, everything is fine”.
Wen Yuhuai heard the familiar voice in his dream, and his brow relaxed slightly. His head tilted imperceptibly to the side as he fell into a deeper sleep.
Song Xingmian’s heart seemed to tremble. His Adam’s apple rolled with difficulty, and he leaned in once more…
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