Chapter 127 (1/2)

The Complete Guide to the Use and Care of a Personal Assistant

Translator: Jury

Editor: NomNom

First Published on Chaleuria

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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-seven

When Feng Ji reached Ling Miao’s apartment complex, Su Yuyang and Ling Miao were still packing up Ling Miao’s things. Feng Ji found Ling Miao’s house with the address Ling Miao had given him.

Su Yuyang’s shirt could no longer be worn and out of habit, he tossed it to the side. The moment Feng Ji entered the house he saw Su Yuyang walking around half-naked.

“Yo, you two get pretty into it!” Feng Ji looked at the buttons all over the floor and said meaningfully.

Su Yuyang rolled his eyes at Feng Ji and stuck out his hand. “Give me the clothes.”

Feng Ji stood in the doorway and glanced around. He looked at the empty bookshelves and the empty closet and said in surprise, “Is Ling Miao moving house?”

“This place doesn’t really count as my home.” Ling Miao’s motions halted and he spoke in a low voice. “I think that in the future I’ll have only one home and that’s with Su Yuyang.” Ling Miao turned his gaze to Su Yuyang, who coincidentally also raised his head to look at Ling Miao. The two smiled as their eyes met, and all was said nonverbally.

“Tsk tsk tsk.” Feng Ji ruined the mood. He glanced at the time and hurried them: “Quickly. Xiao An is still waiting for us for lunch.”

Hearing Feng Ji’s sour tone and the anticipatory look in his eyes, Ling Miao asked, “Since you can’t bear to be away from your Xiao An, why didn’t you bring him with you?”

Feng Ji sighed helplessly.

“A few boxes of books, a suitcase of clothes. Damn, you’re even taking your desktop computer. Su Yuyang’s so poor the only thing he owns is money. Won’t he buy you even a computer?” Feng Ji tapped the things Su Yuyang and Ling Miao had packed.

Ling Miao touched the box containing his computer and his lips lifted. His eyes glazed over with a warm expression and he said, reminiscing: “My mother bought me this computer. It’s probably the only thing she left behind.”

His sorrowful tone brought tears to everyone’s eyes. Su Yuyang caressed Ling Miao’s hair and consoled, “When are you taking me to see your mother? I have to answer to her for taking her son away.”

“Mm.”

“Ah ah ah, let’s go. I’m hungry.” Feng Ji felt that the atmosphere now was too heavy and quickly spoke to defuse it.

Thankfully, this building had an elevator. If there wasn’t one, carrying the things in the room down eight flights of stairs would leave the three of them so tired they wouldn’t even be able to drive.

On the way back, Ling Miao kept talking and Su Yuyang occasionally answered him. Eventually, Ling Miao fell silent. He turned his head to see that Su Yuyang had leaned against the car window and fallen asleep.

Ling Miao scooted over to Su Yuyang’s side. He lightly pulled Su Yuyang’s head to rest on his shoulder so that Su Yuyang would sleep more comfortably.

“He’s very tired.” Feng Ji suddenly spoke. Ling Miao froze and guilt surfaced in his eyes.

Feng Ji continued: “When you were unconscious, he stayed by your side the whole time. Every day I’d bring him food and he’d either be cleaning you, or holding your hand and telling you he loved you, or staring at you in a daze.

“He used to be a man full of life, and because of you, he turned into a dead fish. Seeing him grow more haggard day by day, I really wanted to drag you off the bed and give you a good beating. But Su Yuyang protected you and I couldn’t even scold you.

“Actually, come to think of it, I didn’t have the right to hit you or scold you. I could only hope that you would wake up sooner.”

“Thank you, Feng Ji.” Ling Miao wasn’t sure what to say and could only say ‘thank you’ to express his feelings now.