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]
The single dog received a -10,000 HP critical hit.