That Nameless Summer Chapter 53

waiting for you

When he entered the house to change his shoes, Song Li’s phone buzzed. It was an overseas competition itinerary sent by the team’s assistant. The departure date was set for three days later, and a long luggage list was attached.He glanced at it and threw the phone on the entrance cabinet. When he bent down to tie his shoelaces, Ling Qingye had already clicked through the list.

“The temperature difference is big over there, so you need to bring two thick coats.” Ling Qingye traced the screen with his fingertips and raised his eyes to look at him.

Song Li turned around and walked to the living room. As soon as his butt touched the sofa, Ling Qingye sat down with him, holding a pen and a notepad in his hand, the tip of the pen pressed against the paper: “Make a list and don’t leave anything behind. You must bring the charger, converter, and your bottle of medicine for stomachache.”

“I know, I know, don’t you bother me.” Song Li pulled his hand away, but still reported a few things, “You need to wear noise-canceling headphones and wristbands. Don’t take the ones that were worn out during the last training.”

Ling Qingye lowered his head to memorize, the pen tip rustled on the paper, and the sunlight fell on the back of his hand through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The knuckles were clear, and the posture of holding the pen was still the same as in high school.Song Li was distracted as he watched, remembering that Ling Qingye was like this in his sophomore year of high school. Before he went to participate in the city competition, he listed a page full of precautions, including how many towels to bring.

“Why are you dazed?” Ling Qingye raised his head and poked his forehead with the pen tip, “Any more? Contact lens care solution, you almost forgot it in the training room last time.”

“I want you to take care of it!” Song Li slapped his hand away and said furiously, “I’m not a child, how can I forget this?”

Having said that, when packing his luggage at night, Song Li squatted in front of the closet and rummaged through it for a long time before folding in the thick coat that Ling Qingye had carried.Ling Qingye leaned against the door frame and looked at him. He was holding a storage bag in his hand, which contained newly opened quick-drying clothes and wristbands, as well as a small bottle of stomach medicine. There was a note on the bottle with the daily dose written on it.

“I have divided them into categories for you. Clothes belong to clothes, and medicines belong to medicines. It is convenient to find them.” Ling Qingye handed over the storage bag and stretched out his hand to help him straighten the crooked sweatshirt. “There is a small pocket on the side of the suitcase, where you can put the charger and adapter. It is easy to grab when boarding the plane.”

Song Li took the bag and stuffed the things into the suitcase without saying a word, but his ears quietly turned red.Ling Qingye’s fingers brushed against his wrist, bringing with it a bit of warmth. He subconsciously shrank his hand, but was held by the other party.

“Nervous?” Ling Qingye looked down at him with a smile in his eyes, “It won’t take more than half a month, and you’ll be back soon.”

“Who is nervous?” Song Li broke away from his hand and zipped the suitcase with a loud clang. “It’s just that it’s troublesome to pack things. What does it have to do with being nervous?”

Ling Qingye didn’t expose him. He just bent down and pushed the suitcase to the corner, and rubbed his hair: “Cook some porridge tonight. If you have a weak stomach, don’t eat anything too spicy.”

Dinner is vegetable and lean meat porridge with cold cucumbers, which is light but tasty.Song Li drank two bowls. When he put down the bowl, Ling Qingye handed over a card: “Take this card. It’s convenient to swipe the card over there. Don’t be reluctant to spend it.”

“I have money.” Song Li pushed the card back and frowned, “You don’t need to give it.”

“Take it.” Ling Qingye put the card into his hand again, pressing his fingertips on his palm, “I’m not with you, don’t treat yourself badly. Just buy whatever you want to eat, don’t make do with it.”

Song Li curled his fingers, and the warmth from his body spread through his palms, making him feel a little uncomfortable.He slowly stuffed the card into his wallet and muttered: “I know, it’s really verbose.”

Before going to bed, Ling Qingye sat by the bed and helped him warm the baby. It was cold in the morning and evening overseas, so he bought a large pack and stuck it in the mezzanine of the suitcase.Song Li leaned on the bedside and looked at him. The light fell on the side of his face, and his eyelashes cast a shallow shadow. His movements were meticulous, even the distance between the warm babies was the same.

“Ling Qingye.” Song Li suddenly spoke, his voice a little soft.

“Huh?” Ling Qingye looked up at him, holding a piece of warm baby in his hand.

“After I leave, don’t always eat takeout and cook some food yourself.” Song Li turned away and looked at the night outside the window, “Also, don’t always stay up late working, it’s not good for your health.”

Ling Qingye paused, with a smile in his eyes, and reached out to pinch his face: “I know, boyfriend.”

“Who is your boyfriend!” Song Li slapped his hand away, blushing fiercely, “Hurry up, go to bed, you have to get up early to pack things tomorrow.”

Ling Qingye responded with a smile, quickly put the warm baby in place, stood up, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay down next to him.In the darkness, Song Li’s breathing was a little messy. The person next to him turned over slightly and wrapped his arms around his waist. The force was very light but very stable.

“Go to sleep.” Ling Qingye’s voice sounded in his ears, with a warm breath, “I’ll take you to the airport tomorrow.”

Song Li didn’t respond, just shrank into his arms and gently put her arms on his waist.The moonlight outside the window filtered in through the cracks in the curtains and fell on the hands of the two of them, quiet and gentle.

On the day of departure, Ling Qingye got up very early, cooked wontons and fried a poached egg.Song Li ate quickly, and when he put down his bowl, the team’s car had already arrived downstairs.

Carrying the suitcase downstairs, Ling Qingye helped him put the suitcase in the trunk, and then stretched out his hand to straighten his collar: “Send me a message when you get there. Don’t be too tired from training, and pay attention to safety.”

“I know.” Song Li nodded, opened the car door, and looked back at him, “Go back, don’t stand here anymore.”

Ling Qingye smiled and waved to him: “Go ahead and wait for you to come back.”

As the car left the community, Song Li looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Ling Qingye was still standing at the door, his figure getting smaller and smaller until he disappeared from sight.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ling Qingye: [I’m leaving, don’t worry.】

Soon, the other party responded to the message with a smiley face: [Waiting for you.】

Song Li looked at the screen, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, then quickly tightened his grip, put the phone back into his pocket, and looked out the window at the scenery.The sun was shining brightly, the road ahead was open, and he knew there was someone behind him, waiting for him to come back.