Gone with the Bustling World Chapter 63: Chapter Fifty-Nine

Then he threw away the jar, placed his cheek on the right hand, smiling faintly. The pure white flying clothes shone in harmony with the bewitching full moon.

Seeing the scene, some words hidden in Fang Junqian's heart couldn't help but rush out, “Truly an unparalleled gorgeous man…”

Xiao Qingyu took a glance at him sideway, soft eyes half drunk, and self-ridiculed, “Just gorgeous, but not unparalleled.”

Li Shenghu said carefully to Fang Junqian, “Childe seems to be drunk.”

Duke Fang nodded and turned to Xiao Qingyu, “Qingyu, let me take you back to rest.”

Xiao Qingyu rested his forehead on the hand and didn't make a reply.

Duke Fang smiled: He was really drunk…

Breathing out a long sigh, Duke Fang reached to the handles and wheeled his chair towards the commander's tent.

“Qingyu?” he whispered. Yet, Xiao Qingyu still shut his eyes in sleep, without giving a response.

There was no other way, so Duke Fang had to carry him in his arms and then gently put him on the bed. The mellow scent of fine wine and the cold fragrance from Xiao Qingyu made Duke Fang's body slightly tense…

Xiao Qingyu was terribly drunk, as he believed.

This man had two different kinds of beauty when he was sober and asleep.

He lay on the bed, with his clothes on. Fang Junqian saw clearly his frowning brows, as if he was worrying something even in his dream.

Qingyu, what is it that you're worrying about?

Unconsciously, his fingers brushed over his clean cute forehead.

The warmth reaching to his hand and his heart was addictive and hard to quit…

“Qingyu…” He murmured, “Probably you'll never know that Fang Junqian has fallen in love with you…”

Fang Junqian just sat by the bed and stayed with him, until exhaustion dragged him into sleep.

He didn't see that after his breath became long and regular, Xiao Qingyu secretly opened his eyes, which were still clear bright and calm like the cold stars in the sky, without any trace of drunkenness.

Glancing to Fang Junqian beside him, Xiao Qingyu displayed a complicated expression.

Finally, he couldn't help sighing and gently put the fur quilt over Fang Junqian's body.

Hence, from that night, everything changed…

The next day, Bafang Army set off to return to Bafang town. Fang Junqian didn't ask why there was a quilt over him. Neither would Xiao Qingyu ask Duke Fang the meaning of that sentence.

Everything went on as usual, but everything seemed to go off its track into an uncontrollable unpredictable direction…

“Back!” “Back!” “We're back home!!”

“Dad! Mom! I'm back alive!... Don't cry. It's a good thing, isn't it?” The family of three cried and laughed and hugged together.

“Aunt, Wangzi…he died in war…” Then came the heartbroken cry of a woman!

Reunion, joy, death, departure. All of the scenes were on play in Bafang. Fang Junqian and Xiao Qingyu walked on the back of the team, both silent, not knowing their own feelings.

“Childe! Childe!” In the crowd, a little boy popped up and down and waved hand towards them. Zhang Jinya, with a small body, took his physical advantage to squeeze himself through the crowd and came to Xiao Qingyu.

“Childe…” Tearfully, Zhang Jinya pulled Xiao Qingyu's sleeve, “Awhoo~~ Childe, why did it take you so long to come back? I miss you so much~~~”

Xiao Qingyu smiled gently, eyes overflowing with affection. Zhang Jinya checked him from head to toe, “Woo… Child, you're thinner!” As he said so, he gave Duke Fang a nasty glare, “You didn't take good care of Childe!”

In Zhang Jinya's mind, it was definitely Duke Fang's fault even when Childe Wushuang lost a hair.

Duke Fang sweated.

“But anyway, you're back!” Zhang Jinya's joy was beyond words.

Looking at the familiar face and the town, Xiao Qingyu and Fang Junqian surprisingly said in unison, “Yes, we're finally home …”

Chapter end