Social temperature

Chapter 31

The non-distance relationship between Song Yuanxun and Fang Zhaomu, if counted from the day Fang Zhaomu asked Song Yuanxun to reform himself to the day Fang Zhaomu returned to China, a total of 56 days.

Fang Zhaomu's flight left Hong Kong at 06:30 in the evening in City C time, and Song Yuanxun still had school work to do, and it would take at least half a month before he could go back.

The night before, Song Yuanxun went to Fang Zhaomu's house, and the two of them packed Fang Zhaomu's luggage until two o'clock in the morning. During this time, Song Yuanxun went home and took a large suitcase of his own to pack Fang Zhaomu's things.

Because first of all, Fang Zhaomu was a bit of a procrastinator, procrastinating all the time, and even remembered the date of returning home by mistake, only to wake up from a dream after being reminded by Song Yuanxun; The things that are called waste products are placed in a small home, and they are still piled up neatly, which is endless.

At first Fang Zhaomu was very stubborn and refused to let Song Yuanxun intervene, so Song Yuanxun sat on Fang Zhaomu's bed and watched him take care of him for half an hour.

Fang Zhaomu stacked his shopping inside the suitcase row by row, filling up half of the suitcase. Song Yuanxun pointed to the simple hanger beside him and asked Fang Zhaomu, "Mumu, do you still take all your clothes?"

"Take it." Fang Zhaomu replied Song Yuanxun standing up and fanning the wind with his hands.

He was wearing a short jacket that day, half of his waist was exposed when he raised his hand, and his waist was full of marks left by Song Yuanxun.

Fang Zhaomu rested for a while, and found that Song Yuanxun's eyes were wrong, looked down, immediately put down his hands, pulled up the hem of his clothes, and asked Song Yuanxun, "Why do you ask this?"

Song Yuanxun stood up suddenly, Fang Zhaomu was afraid that he would mess up, so he took a step back and stammered, "I only dealt with one-tenth of it."

"Your suitcase takes up half of your suitcase," Song Yuanxun said, squatting down and picking up a box that Fang Zhaomu had left there, opened it to look at it, and asked Fang Zhaomu, "The box is so small that the pendant can't be disassembled." Throw it away?"

"No." Fang Zhaomu was a little obsessive-compulsive, and everything had to be put in the original box.

Song Yuanxun shook his head and said, "You keep these and I'll send them back to you."

Fang Zhaomu made sense after thinking about it, so he accepted Song Yuanxun's help, and took out all the things that had been left for half an hour.

"That's a lot," Fang Zhaomu looked at his room, which had barely moved, feeling hopeless in his heart, and finally began to reflect on how late he started to clean up. He looked at the time, it was two o'clock in the afternoon, and turned his head helplessly Go to see Song Yuanxun and ask him, "What should I do?"

Song Yuanxun rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let me help you."

Facts have proved that Song Yuanxun has rich theories but lacks practical experience, and the more he helps, the more busy he is.

Fang Zhaomu just bought too many miscellaneous small things and caused excess luggage. He still has the ability to organize and pack luggage, but Song Yuanxun can't even fold his clothes well.

Fang Zhaomu looked at the clothes Song Yuanxun folded for him, and became even more worried, and said to Song Yuanxun, "Oh, don't do it. Young Master Song should sit still."

Kiss him again, and kiss away the unhappiness on Song Yuanxun's face.

The two stumbled and cleaned the room, compressed two 32-inch suitcases, and agreed that Song Yuanxun would send the rest back to Fang Zhaomu. The two ran upstairs and downstairs twice, and stuffed them into Song Yuanxun's car , went to Song Yuanxun's house.

Tidying up was too much work, and Fang Zhaomu was woken up by Song Yuanxun at eleven noon the next day. The two went out for a meal, and Song Yuanxun was about to send Fang Zhaomu away.

When they said goodbye, the two hugged, Song Yuanxun grabbed Fang Zhaomu's hand, Fang Zhaomu didn't want to tell him to let go, but after a few seconds, Song Yuanxun still let go.

He kissed Fang Zhaomu's forehead and said, "Go back and wait for me obediently."

Fang Zhaomu said "Yes", looked at Song Yuanxun, and said, "Got it."

Don't think about it too much while you are parting, turn around and leave.

Fang Zhaomu got on the plane back to China, and felt that a year of exchange was like Nanke Yimeng, which was both long and short.

He gained knowledge, lost his temper, and decided his future in a daze. From the age of 21 to 22, many things happened, but nothing seemed to change.

Fang Zhaomu's family came to pick him up at the airport, and his younger sister sat in the back seat with him. The younger sister asked questions enthusiastically. Fang Zhaomu always flashed in his mind the way Song Yuanxun let go of his hand and asked Fang Zhaomu to wait for him obediently when he left. Many questions were answered slowly. .

Ask Fang Zhaomu to talk about his project at T school. He can talk about his life in C city all day long, but he doesn't know where to start.It seems that you can't talk about the unhappy ones, and you can't talk about the happy ones. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Back at school, Fang Zhaomu was busier than he expected.

After the application was completed, he was arrested by the professor and entered the laboratory and projects, which he called adapting to the environment.He is a native of City A. The school and his home are only three subway stops away. When he exits the station, he enters the laboratory building where his future mentor will stay. Fang Zhaomu is used to living alone and doesn’t want to live in a dormitory. Life also returned to normal.

Song Yuanxun was also busy, and the two of them didn't have time to chat properly due to the time difference.

On this Sunday afternoon in late May, Fang Zhaoling returned to school on Sunday afternoon. It happened that Fang Zhaomu's parents were on a business trip, and Fang Zhaomu didn't go to the laboratory, so she forced Fang Zhaomu to take her out for lunch before sending her back to school.

The siblings went to a newly opened restaurant near Fang Zhaoling's school and were waiting for a table when Fang Zhaomu suddenly received a message from Song Yuanxun.

"Are you at school?" Song Yuanxun asked him suddenly.

Fang Zhaomu glanced at his sister who was sitting on the side, and replied, "Wait outside for dinner."

"With friends?" Song Yuanxun asked again.

Fang Zhaomu replied: "Sister."

After a minute, Song Yuanxun said, "Send me a location."

Fang Zhaomu's heart skipped a beat, and he almost missed the phone. He told his sister to make a call, walked to a place where there were fewer people, and dialed Song Yuanxun.

Song Yuanxun answered quickly. Fang Zhaomu heard Song Yuanxun's voice and the airport broadcast in his background sound. His originally calm heart seemed to be covered with hot water. He asked Song Yuanxun: "Are you back?"

"Well," Song Yuanxun said, "I'm back."

"Don't tell me either," Fang Zhaomu complained to him, "I could have come to pick you up."

"Surprise inspection," Song Yuanxun said, "to see if you are good."

"——Brother, the queue is up!" Fang Zhaoling walked over to Fang Zhaomu and called him.

Fang Zhaomu hurriedly spoke to Song Yuanxun in a low voice, hung up the voice, and sent Song Yuanxun the location.

The waiter took them to a four-person booth, Fang Zhaomu blocked it when collecting the tableware, and said to keep a set, Fang Zhaoling let out a "huh" with a gossip smile, and said, "Brother, did you find a tableware?" Girlfriend, do you want to check the post?"

Fang Zhaomu said: "A friend of mine is coming, a classmate from the laboratory of T school."

"Male and female?" Fang Zhaoling tortured him.

"Male." Fang Zhaomu said.

Fang Zhaoling was disappointed for a few seconds, then asked him: "Is it handsome?"

Fang Zhaomu thought for a while, then admitted, "Yes."

"You didn't even say you had handsome classmates in the lab!" Fang Zhaoling slapped the table.

Song Yuanxun came sooner than Fang Zhaomu imagined, and the waiter led him over before the dishes were ready.

Originally, Fang Zhaoling was still talking to Fang Zhaomu about the school, but when he raised his eyes and saw Song Yuanxun, he suddenly fell silent. Fang Zhaomu turned his head and saw Song Yuanxun was standing half a meter away from him, looking at him.

Song Yuanxun dressed more casually than at school, with a T-shirt, trousers and sneakers, similar to what he wore at home, and he looked less aggressive.

The four eyes met, and Fang Zhaomu's heart seemed to shrink a little, only to realize that he really missed him a little bit, perhaps no less than Song Yuanxun thought of Fang Zhaomu.

Song Yuanxun and Fang Zhaoling nodded, sat next to Fang Zhaomu, took a look at the menu ticket next to him, and Fang Zhaomu said to him: "Lingling and I ordered a few at random, you can add more if you don't have enough. "

Song Yuanxun unceremoniously asked the waiter for the menu. Fang Zhaomu leaned over to look at him, but remembered that he hadn't introduced him, so he said to his sister, "My classmate, Song Yuanxun."

Hearing Fang Zhaomu's introduction, Song Yuanxun withdrew his gaze from the menu, turned his head and glanced at Fang Zhaomu, Fang Zhaomu felt a little guilty, and added an attributive to Song Yuanxun: "The one with the best relationship."

"You never said that." Fang Zhaoling accused Fang Zhaomu.

Song Yuanxun interrupted suddenly and asked Fang Zhaoling, "Did he say anything?"

Fang Zhaoling said to Song Yuanxun: "Fang Zhaomu refuses to say anything about what he went to exchange. He keeps talking about protein that I don't understand. He is really stingy."

Fang Zhaomu was about to speak when Song Yuanxun grabbed the hand under the table.

Song Yuanxun's hands were very hot, but he didn't use much force. He just gently opened Fang Zhaomu's half-clenched hands, and then pulled them together completely.

"He is very stingy," Song Yuanxun echoed Fang Zhaoling, "The ticket for May 70th is only [-] yuan cheaper than the ticket for May [-]th, and he has to leave on the [-]th."

Fang Zhaomu wanted to clarify, why Song Yuanxun held grudges so much, it was his mentor who urged him to go back to China as soon as possible, not because he was stingy, but with Song Yuanxun wrapped his hands, his heartbeat was so fast that he even opened his mouth to say no After speaking, I just want to quickly find a dark room where there is no one, so that I can hug and kiss Song Yuanxun with peace of mind.