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Chapter 66 – Love is Born in the Dark (Ergeng*) (26.1)

[*T/N: 二更 ergeng – second of the five night watch periods 21:00-23:00]

Shopping alone, Duan Shu Tong was keenly aware of his status as a single dog. Seeing all the happy couples milling about felt like a personal attack. But when he passed by a skincare product counter and saw that Spring Flower No. 1 was doing very well, his mood instantly brightened.

Duan Shu Tong suddenly had an idea. Most young men and women often stay up late nowadays, so why not make a couple’s eye cream. As long as the effect of the product was good, the sales should not be too bad.

After Spring Flower No. 2 hits the market, unless there was some special circumstance, Duan Shu Tong was unlikely to develop any more skincare products. The Spring and Autumn Hall’s skincare line was definitely going to be handed over to He Run. He heard that He Run’s fighting spirit was high lately and he just so happened to be working on a new eye cream at the moment. It would be better to go communicate his idea to He Run.

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After returning home, Duan Shu Tong tidied up his room and found that he received a lot of messages on WeChat. When he clicked into it he saw names like “Jiao Jiao,” “Yan Yan,” “Xue Xue,” etc. Their messages were emojis of either roses or lips. It would seem that they were hoping to rekindle their prior entanglements.

Duan Shu Tong: …

These “ex-girlfriends” were probably reminiscing. On this holiday of love, they recalled Young Master Duan’s previous generosity. After all, Young Master Duan spent quite a lot of money on them.

Duan Shu Tong decisively dragged all of their contacts into the blacklist.

Bored, he leaned back against the sofa and swiped through the Moments*. As a result, he was bombarded with all the sweetness on Moments. Even his dear mother didn’t let him go.

[*T/N: Moments = a social networking function of the smartphone app WeChat]

Dong Han Yue took a photo. In the photo was a man over fifty years old. He wore loose house clothes and had an apron tied around his waist. He held a kitchen knife in one hand and had his back turned towards the camera as he prepared food.

There was no text accompanying the photo, just a happy face emoji.

The picture was very warm and romantic. Duan Shu Tong couldn’t help tapping the like button.

When Dong Han Yue received the like from him, she immediately sent a WeChat message to him: Tong Tong, how did you spend today?

Duan Shu Tong smiled. Ms. Dong, this was indeed a public display of affection!

Reply: I went to the mall to do some shopping.

Dong Han Yue sent him a comforting expression, followed by her sincere and earnest wishes: Son, look, how wonderful it is to get married.

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Duan Shu Tong, who was caught off guard and urged to get marry: …

Ms. Dong, I’m afraid to say that your son may never get married in this life.

He slumped back on the sofa, with a hopeless expression on his face, and replied slowly: Mom, you know so many girls, are there any suitable ones?

Xi Yu did help him carry stuff, so he should keep his end of the bargain. It was better to get his mother to be the matchmaker than himself.

Dong Han Yue: Tong Tong, you want to get married?!!! [Fireworks] [Fireworks] [Fireworks]

Duan Shu Tong: No. It’s Xi Yu. He wanted me to help him find an auntie, so I’m asking if you know any suitable ladies to introduce them to Xi Duan.

After a good while, Dong Han Yue sent a few photos along with a reply: There aren’t really that many matches that are suitable for your Uncle Xi. I looked around for a long time. These are the ones with good looks, education, and family background.

Duan Shu Tong rubbed at his chest. It felt stuffy and uncomfortable. He opened up the first photo, looked at it for a few seconds, and then replied: Her eyes are a little small. Not suitable.

Second photo: Too gaudy. Not a good match.

Third photo: She looks a bit delicate. I don’t think so.

Fourth photo: This one looked too intense. She won’t complement him well.

Fifth photo: No good.

Dong Han Yue: …Son, these aren’t for you to choose. They’re for your Uncle Xi to choose. How about asking for his opinion?

She thought all of these women were pretty good. Why was her son being so picky?

Duan Shu Tong laid the phone flat on his chest, and after a long sigh, he started to send a few photos to Xi Yu: Show them to your uncle.

Xi Yu: Duan-ge, your efficiency it too high! [Heart] [Heart] [Heart]

However, he didn’t know that his Duan-ge had already shield up his heart with walls. He sent the photos over to Xi Duan: Uncle, which one do you think looks good?

After a while, Xi Duan replied: You’re not allowed to date while you’re still a minor.

Xi Yu: …It’s not me who wants to date. It’s you who needs to date.

As soon as Xi Yu sent this message he received a call from Xi Duan.

“Where did you get these photos?” Xi Duan asked.

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He didn’t know the women in the photos, but they looked familiar to him. He seemed to have seen them at a few cocktail parties. They were all juniors brought along by this company’s boss or that company’s boss, but he didn’t pay much attention to them.

So how could Xi Yu have their photos?

Xi Duan’s serious tone made Xi Yu feel a little intimidated. Thus, Xi Yu sold out his dear Duan-ge without hesitation, “Duan-ge sent them to me.”

Xi Duan’s tone dropped a few octaves, “Why did he send you these photos?”

The teenager stammered: “I, I asked him to help me find an auntie…”

“Pack your bags today,” through the phone the man’s voice sounded cold and subdued, “Sending you back to Yan City tomorrow.”

After he finished talking, he hung up the call without further ado.

The teenager listened to the busy tone coming from the phone in a stupor. Did he do something wrong again?

With a depressed mood, he sought Duan Shu Tong out for some comfort: I sent the photos to my uncle, but my uncle seems very unhappy, and said he’s sending me back tomorrow.

Duan Shu Tong, who was lying on the sofa like a salted fish, sat up from the sofa at once. He read Xi Yu’s message over and over several times before replying with a smile: In that case, let’s put the matter of looking for a auntie to the side for now. It’s not something that can be rushed.

There was a moment where Duan Shu Tong thought his happiness over the situation didn’t seem too upright, but he couldn’t help it.

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Chapter 65 – I Like… Knitting Wool

Duan Shu Tong smiled, “I only came here to freeload for a short while. Later I will just give him a call to let him know.”

“Oh.” Xi Yu nodded and also felt that it was no big deal.

He followed Duan Shu Tong upstairs to help with the luggage.

Of course, Duan Shu Tong didn’t really mean for Xi Yu to help him. He just had the boy carry some light objects. Then he took the suitcase himself and dragged it to the living room where he bumped head-on into Uncle Sun.

Somewhat in shock, Uncle Sun said: “Mr. Duan is leaving?”

“Yeah, we’re close by anyways. If I have time, I’ll come to chat with you. I hope you’ll still welcome me.” Duan Shu Tong’s smile was gentle, and there didn’t seem to be any traces of sadness on his face.

“Mr. Duan must be joking. Does sir know?”

Before Duan Shu Tong could reply, Xi Yi opened his mouth, “Grandpa Sun, this kind of stuff you can just say it over WeChat. All right, Duan-ge and I are going first.”

Uncle Sun: “…”

He couldn’t help but sigh as he watched the two of them leave the courtyard.

He had watched sir grow up and he could tell that sir valued Young Master Duan very much.

After thinking about it for a bit, he still felt that it was better to give sir a call.

After a few rings, Xi Duan answered, “Uncle Sun?”

“Sir, Mr. Duan just moved out.”

Xi Duan was silent for a few seconds, “I see.”

After hanging up the call, he opened up his contacts list with a sullen face and looked at the name “Duan Shu Tong” at the top of the page, but still couldn’t press into it for a long time.

Cen Ning immediately noticed that his boss was in a bad mood, he even breathed shallower as he asked cautiously, “President Xi, did something happen?”

President Xi was so upset. Could it be that something happened over headquarters?

Xi Duan returned to his senses. He ruthlessly made himself exit out of the contact interface, shut the phone, and turn back to his work, “It’s nothing.”

Perhaps restraint and distance was the proper answer.

Cen Ning kept his mouth shut, but in the next second Xi Duan said to him, “Go and find out if Pei Ruo Wei has moved out.”

“…Okay, President Xi.”

Why are you suddenly asking about this? Isn’t Miss Pei living well in Young Master Duan’s house?

It wasn’t hard at all to find out about Pei Ruo Wei’s whereabouts. When Cen Ning found out that Pei Ruo Wei had moved back to her original community, and Duan Shu Tong had moved back to his house, he was full of question marks.

Why were there no signs of this at all before?

He reported the news to Xi Duan, and Xi Duan’s felt a little more depressed.

Just as he was about to pick up his phone and impulsively ask Duan Shu Tong about this, he saw that he got a WeChat message from the young man: Pei Ruo Wei moved out, so I moved back home.

Xi Duan pondered for a long time before replying: Okay*.

[*T/N: Xi Duan replied with one word “好 hao” which can be translated as “good,” or “okay / understood.” The reader knows it’s the latter meaning, but DST interprets it as the former meaning, as in “good riddance.” It’s for that flavor of misunderstanding, you know.]

When Duan Shu Tong got this reply, he laughed at himself, put the phone in his trouser pocket, and said to Pei Ruo Wei, “I’ll accompany you there.”

Pei Ruo Wei was pregnant now, so she was careful in everything she did. Therefore, she did not refuse.

After sending Pei Ruo Wei back to her previous residence, Duan Shu Tong turned around to leave, but Pei Ruo Wei stopped him out of the blue, “Young Master Duan, thank you for lending me the house before.”

Duan Shu Tong had no intention of continuing to hide the truth, otherwise he would not have moved back early in the morning.

He smiled, “There’s no need to be so polite between friends.”

Pei Ruo Wei paused and finally asked, “Does Young Master Duan remember what happened last night?”

“I remember more or less, but it’s a little fuzzy.” He didn’t want to talk too much, so he waved his hand and turned away.

Watching his thin and slender back as he walked away, Pei Ruo Wei couldn’t help frowning. When she thought about the look in Xi Duan’s eyes and his behavior last night, she kept feeling a little flustered.

She hoped she was just over thinking things.

After moving back to his house, Duan Shu Tong did not plan to be idle. In order to make himself forget the things that he shouldn’t remember, he planned to go to the mall to buy some things. It just so happened that there was no food at home, and autumn was approaching, so he had to prepare some warmer clothes.

As soon as he entered the mall he was surprised to see how packed it was. The foot traffic exceeded his expectations.

Was it some holiday today?

He looked around and saw that the crowds consisted mostly of young couples holding hands. He opened up the calendar app on his phone and saw that it was the seventh day of the seventh lunar month. It was the Qixi Festival*.

[*T/N: Qixi Festival a.k.a. Chinese Valentine’s Day]

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Chapter 64 – I Like… Knitting Wool

Upon entering his study, Xi duan calmed down. Even if Duan Shu Tong did not like Pei Ruo Wei anymore, it was impossible for him to be with Xi Duan.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Xi Duan was about to settle down to deal with some work, but then he heard a knock at the door.

“Enter.”

Xi Yu opened the door to the study and then poked his head inside through the opened crack. When he saw Xi Duan sitting behind the desk, he smiled ingratiatingly and ran over to sit on the opposite side.

With a wicked smile, Xi Yu said, “Uncle, I heard that you went to pick up Miss Pei.”

Xi Duan corrected him with a wooden expression, “It was to pick up your Duan-ge.”

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“Of course, of course,” Xi Yu nodded frantically, but his smirk revealed his true intentions, “Uncle, you are already twenty-seven years old.”

Twenty-seven years old, yet he has never even had a relationship. It sounded a bit pitiful when spoken out loud.

Xi Duan: “And you are only fifteen. Keep your mind on your studies.”

Since the relationship between the uncle and nephew pair has warmed up, Xi Yu was not afraid of Xi Duan. But he thought his uncle’s temperament was rather awkward. He’s obviously being good to the other person, but he wouldn’t let the other person know.

With a snicker, Xi Yu said, “Grandpa and grandma are dead, there’s no one to help you take care of your marriage. How about we get Duan-ge to help out? He knows a lot of people. Maybe he can help me find a good aunt…”

“Xi Yu.” The man’s gaze was sharp as he issued a warning.

The teenager knew to quit while he was ahead, so he shrugged his shoulders and said, “Okay, okay, I won’t talk about it anymore.”

In any case, he planned to ask Duan-ge for help before school starts again for him.

The teenager was extremely motivated. When Duan Shu Tong woke up early the following morning, he saw Xi Yu squatting outside the door of his room.

“What are you doing?”

Xi Yu quickly stood up and leaned in close to his ear, “Duan-ge, I need your help with something.”

Seeing his sneaky appearance, Duan Shu Tong couldn’t help laughing and said, “Tell me.”

Xi Yu grabbed on to his arm and headed for downstairs, “Let’s eat while we talk.”

Duan Shu Tong: “…”

Just a moment ago, the boy was acting all secretive as if he didn’t want anyone to know, but now he was practically putting on a show of it. The thoughts of young people were too changeable.

Seeing that there was no one in the living room, Duan Shu Tong asked, “Your uncle and the others aren’t here?”

“They all went to work.”

Duan Shu Tong asked suspiciously: “Why didn’t you go?”

“It’s almost the end of August.” Xi Yu tugged him to a seat and then diligently served him congee. “School starts in two days. I have to go back to Yan City. Uncle said to rest and readjust my state of mind.”

Duan Shu Tong smiled and swallowed a spoonful of congee, “All right, tell me, what’s the matter?”

Xi Yu crossed his arms on the table and said very bluntly: “I want to find an aunt for myself, but you know how my uncle is. He only knows how to work every day. Before he took an interest in Miss Pei, but now Miss Pei is pregnant. I bet you know a lot of ladies. Why don’t you help my uncle find someone?”

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The chopsticks in Duan Shu Tong’s hand stalled for a moment. Then he smiled slightly and asked, “Does your uncle know that you’re this concern about his marriage matters?”

“He knows, ah!” Xi Yu said without a flicker in his expression. “I talked to him about it last night, and he didn’t refuse either. He’s too embarrassed to tell you himself, so I took it upon myself to come to you.”

Looking at the teenager’s expectant eyes, Duan Shu Tong lowered his gaze with a bit of embarrassment. All of a sudden, the bowl of congee in his hands didn’t seem so fragrant any more.

Duan Shu Tong could somewhat understand what Xi Yu was thinking. The boy was just trying to compensate for his previous ignorance that caused him to be hostile towards his uncle.

But the most important detail of all this was that Xi Yu had not refused.

Duan Shu Tong suppressed the sudden astringency that rose up in him and ate a few more mouthfuls of congee before raising his head and pretending to be relaxed about the whole affair: “I won’t help in vain.”

Xi Yu was pleasantly surprised: “If you have any demands, just say it!”

Duan Shu Tong put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said lightly, “I’m going to move back home later, and I have a lot of luggage…”

“Leave it to me!” The teen said with great enthusiasm.

Duan Shu Tong studied the boy’s physique and found that the Xi family had really good genes. Both the uncle and nephew were tall and had long legs. Xi Yu was only fifteen years old, and he was already nearly 1.8 meters tall.

The boy had answered too quickly. It took a moment for the request to sink in, and then he reacted, “Duan-ge, everything is dandy here, why are you moving back?”

“The tenant is gone, so shouldn’t I move back?”

Xi Yu paused, “Does Uncle know about this?”

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Chapter 63 – I Like… Knitting Wool (Yigeng*) (25.1)

[*T/N: 一更 yigeng – first of the five night watch periods 19:00-21:00 a.k.a. 7 PM-9PM]

“I like…” With misty eyes, Duan Shu Tong mumbled two words.

The drinking straw that Xi Duan had pinched between his thumb and index finger was suddenly flattened. Xi Duan could see how thirsty the young man look, so he suppressed the feeling of stuffiness in his chest and brought the straw right up to the young man’s lips.

Unexpectedly, the young man assumed a gloomy expression, “…knitting wool!”

After speaking, he immediately grabbed the mouth of the straw and drank the water impatiently. Because he was drowsy, his eyes were half-closed, and his cheeks were bulging, which looked quite cute.

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Xi Duan’s expression softened a little. While holding the glass of water for Duan Shu Tong in one hand, he took out his mobile phone in the other and asked Cen Ning on WeChat: What does knitting wool mean?

After receiving the message, Cen Ning was full of question marks. Was the boss possessed by something?

He didn’t know what Xi Duan was asking at all, but he couldn’t not answer, so he quietly went to Liu Zhi Fei’s room to discuss it with him.

“What do you think President Xi means?”

Liu Zhi Fei was playing games with his head down. He turned his head to look at Cen Ning, and said absentmindedly, “A piece of wool?”

Cen Ning: “Do you think the boss would ask such a mentally retarded question?”

There must be something odd about it.

Liu Zhi Fei, who was immersed in the game, suddenly put down his mobile phone and sighed, “Damn, I just formed a team with someone. He was so eloquent with his words, so I thought that he must be good at the game, but turns out he was nothing but a wool, ah!”

Cen Ning turned his head faintly: “What did you just say?”

“I teamed up with a loser.”

“The last thing you said.”

Cen Ning figured something out. His eyes lit up and he immediately replied to Xi Duan: I need the context.

Xi Duan replied almost in seconds: I like… knitting wool.

Cen Ning: That means I don’t like!

As soon as he sent the message, he suddenly realized something and panicked immediately. President Xi definitely was not asking this casually. If someone else said this to President Xi, then it’s still fine if he didn’t understand, but if he understood, wouldn’t it…

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While his little heart was beating wildly, another message on WeChat came through.

He looked down nervously. Eh???

The boss actually sent him a red envelope*! He didn’t understand why but he was still filled with expectation as he clicked into it. Two hundred yuan! It was the greatest denominator that one could send with the red envelope!

[*T/N: Apparently you can send money to people through WeChat, and it goes through as a red envelope, like the kind that is used on Chinese New Years.]

President Xi was such a wonderful boss! What was sent was not money, it was friendship!

On one side, Cen Ning was happy. On the other side, Xi Duan was also happy.

The dullness and depression in his heart dissipated quickly, and the space that he thought was cramped and gloomy seemed to be bright and spacious all of a sudden.

This is great, he thought.

During the time that he was texting, Duan Shu Tong had finished drinking the glass of water. He leaned back in bed. Xi duan thought he was going to sleep, so he put down the glass of water, and reached out to cover him with the blanket, only to see the young man sit up suddenly.

“What’s wrong?”

“I need the bathroom.”

Duan Shu Tong put on his slippers dazedly and found his way to the bathroom based on memory and touch. Without even closing the door, he started to unfasten his pants.

Xi Duan: !!!

He hurriedly picked up the glass, rushed out of the room at a sprint speed of one hundred meters, and closed the door behind him. But after taking a few steps away, he stopped again.

Shu Tong was drunk. What if he accidentally slipped? And didn’t he hurt his waist a few days ago?

Worried, Xi Duan returned to the door of the room and waited a minute outside before reopening the door to enter.

The wall lamp in the room was opened, bathing the interior in a hazy halo.

The young man was lying on his side atop the bed without the blanket covering him. The hem of his off-white T-shirt was rolled up, and from Xi Duan’s perspective, he could see a sliver of the young man’s slender waist.

It looked fair, supple, and strong.

It was just that there was a shocking splotch of purple on that waist.

Even after several days the bruising had yet to dissipated. It must have been a strong collision with the washstand. Xi Duan was a little helpless and a little remorseful, feeling like he didn’t care enough about the young man.

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He walked over to the bed on light feet, pulled up the blanket, and covered Duan Shu Tong with it. Then he remembered something. From his pocket, he pulled out Duan Shu Tong’s mobile phone and placed it near the bed.

Then Xi Duan turned off the light and closed the door behind him on the way out.

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Chapter 62 – Do You Still Like Her?

Xi Duan’s voice was very, very low. Pei Ruo Wei could only feel a vague chill running down her back. She answered honestly, “The company held a celebration banquet, and Young Master Duan got drunk.”

“Address.”

Pei Ruo Wei quickly reported the name of the restaurant and ended the call.

Knowing that there was someone to pick them up, Zhai Jun arranged for the others to leave first. After a while, everyone in the private room was gone, leaving only Pei Ruo Wei and Duan Shu Tong.

The young man was laying on the table, frowning slightly, his face full of unhappiness.

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard footsteps behind her, and she turned around.

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A tall man strode inside. Although he was only wearing a low-key casual outfit, he was more imposing than those in suits and leather shoes. The warm lights of the restaurant shone on his expressionless face, giving off a faint feeling of indifference and arrogance.

But the moment he saw the young man, his eyes softened.

Pei Ruo Wei: …Why does something feel strange here?

She was as quiet as a cowardly chicken. She watched as Xi Duan picked up Duan Shu Tong’s mobile phone, put it in his own pocket, and stretched out his hands to help Duan Shu Tong stand up. Then he glanced at her.

“Follow.”

Pei Ruo Wei quickly picked up her bag and hurried to follow.

She didn’t expect Xi Duan to drive here himself. Standing outside the restaurant, she silently watched as the imposing man gently helped Duan Shu Tong into the passenger seat and thoughtfully fasten the seatbelt for him.

Then he turned his head indifferently towards her, “Get in the car.”

Pei Ruo Wei: …

Without any hesitation, he got into the car.

The fragrance in the car made people sober a little bit. Pei Ruo Wei shrank behind the passenger seat and tried to pretend that she was nothing but the empty air.

When Duan Shu Tong opened his eyes, he dazedly found himself in a car. He subconsciously turned to look at the driver’s seat. He blinked in stupor for a moment and then he started to laugh. He seemed a little foolish.

“How come you came?”

Xi Duan: “To pick…”

“I know!” The young man interrupted him. He bounced in the seat from excitement, jabbing at his forehead with his index finger. “You came to pick up Miss Pei.”

Xi Duan: “…”

Pei Ruo Wei: “…” Injustice, too injustice.

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Before Xi Duan had time to refute, the drunken young man asked again with a doubtful voice, “Where is Miss Pei? Why don’t I see her?” He asked as he looked around.

Xi Duan frowned slightly and tapped his fingers against the steering wheel subconsciously.

He was still thinking about Pei Ruo Wei when he was drunk? Did he really give up on her?

Pei Ruo Wei raised her hand weakly, “Young Master Duan, I’m behind you.”

Duan Shu Tong: “…Oh. Oh no. We have to change seats!”

According to his logic, Pei Ruo Wei should be in the passenger seat, and he should be in the back seat. Annoyed by the mistake, the young man stretched out his hand to open the car door.

“Duan Shu Tong!” Xi Duan said suddenly. His voice was deep and strong, with a hint of warning.

The young man seemed to be frightened. He quickly retracted his hand, and looked at Xi Duan with a lost expression.

Xi Duan took a deep breath and calmed down, “Be good. Stay seated.”

“Oh.”

A strange atmosphere took over the car while it drove into the villa area and stopped in front of Duan Shu Tong’s villa.

Pei Ruo Wei said her thanks and got out of the car conscientiously.

The young man in the passenger seat, who was in a drowsy state, suddenly opened his eyes. Before Xi Duan could stop him, he unbuckled his seat belt and walked towards the courtyard door in a daze.

Pei Ruo Wei: “…Young Master Duan, where are you going?”

Duan Shu Tong’s face was an image of innocence, “Going home.”

Pei Ruo Wei: “…”

There was a wealth of information in this sentence. Pei Ruo Wei had to slow down to think about it. So this villa was actually owned by Young Master Duan, but he rented it out to her at a low price in the name of a friend?

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Before she could fully think things through, Xi Duan got out of the car, came over, and took the young man by the wrist, “Wrong way, your home is over there.”

Duan Shu Tong looked like he had been wronged. “Oh.”

But he felt that he was right. This was his home, was it not?

Xi Duan simply left the car and led Duan Shu Tong to his home.

Pei Ruo Wei stood there and looked at the two figures hugging each other under the street lamp. For a moment, she felt as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

After returning home, Liu Zhi Fei and Cen Ning came over to express their concerns. Xi Duan asked Liu Zhi Fei to drive the car back, and then helped the young man upstairs.

It wasn’t easy getting the young man into bed.

Duan Shu Tong blushed, “Thirsty.”

Xi Duan poured a glass of water, inserted a straw and bent it towards the young man. He stared at Duan Shu Tong with a searching look, “Do you still like her?”

“Who?”

Xi Duan bent down. His eyes darkened.

“Pei Ruo Wei.”

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