Put Your Head on My Shoulder (致我们暖暖的小时光) - Chapter 28

In this chapter, we see the same scene as in the drama, where Gu Weiyi and Situ Mo have a heart-to-heart discussion with each other. The decision is made

Title: Put Your Head on My Shoulder (致我们暖暖的小时光)
Author: Zhou Gangan
Translation credit: Jia

Chapter 28

He said yes.

It was because of her that he didn't go to America.

There were some move, but more disturbances. She had been so important? Was she about to influence his life? Would he regret it? Would he blame her? Suddenly there was a feeling that life could not bear. So Mo collected a few clothes overnight and went back to school, leaving only a note: I went back to school to stay for a few days, no need to look for me, have something to tell you when I’m back.

She knew it's irresponsible, but she really didn’t know how to express herself completely with him without being selfish and cowardly.

When she returned to school, she found that many things had happened during her absence. Wang Shan had gone home. Meng Lu had found a job. Hu Niu and her boyfriend had decided to get married as soon as they graduated, and even had chosen the date. The dormitory aunt had changed. A rope for hanging clothes in the dormitory had been broken... She seemed to have neglected her friends for too long. She should have spent more time staying with them. So she was enthusiastic to communicate with them, but she was abandoned. First she slept with Meng Lu for two days, then she was driven to sleep with Hu Niu for one night, and on the fourth day she was packed and thrown home. Of course, they gave her a grand reason that she was lost and her eyes were full of the shadow of missing. But she preferred the reason that the two guys had disliked her for competing with them for toilets, beds and computers every day, especially computers, the source of all bloody crimes.

It was almost dusk when Mo entered the door. Gu Weiyi was in the balcony. The sky was in orange and the boy was looking over the fence. There was only a black figure in the limited light. Mo coughed intentionally. He heard the voice without turning back. He was probably angry. Haven't seen such a cruel guy, she had left for three days without receiving any text messages from him. He didn’t know that the women had double-dealing, although saying needn’t to find her, in fact, still need to find.

Of course, it was her fault to have left without saying goodbye. It was also a virtue to lower her profile. So Mo went to the balcony and stood side by side with him, ‘I'm back.’

Gu Weiyi gently closed the book in his hand, ‘Say it.’

Mo recalled what she had been thinking about these days, and... What her mother had said to her.

Mother called her the next day after his parents came to see her. Mother said, ‘Mo, I heard from Aunt Wang that you’ve been dating with her son, right? Her son is good enough to study abroad, right? But he's going to stay at home because of you, right? Men's aspirations are everywhere. I didn’t remember having taught you to delay the future of others. Although her mother were kept asking ‘Right?’, she didn’t leave her room to speak at all. Her heart was wronged, although she did not want Gu Weiyi to leave, she hadn’t stopped him yet. However, everyone took her as a barrier in his life, wishing to ride a shovel to level her, even her mother thought so. Gu Weiyi was dissatisfied because she had not detained him. In this way, she was stuffed into a dilemma.

‘What are you thinking?’ Gu Weiyi tapped her on the head with a book.

Mo rubbed her head and flattened her mouth, ‘I wondered how could I have found such a gifted boyfriend.’

He took off her hand which was rubbing her head, and held it in his hand, ‘I know they've shifted the pressure that I wouldn’t go abroad to you.’

Mo looked at the hands that were crossed, said nothing.

Gu Weiyi went on to say, ‘There is no reason that I must go abroad. I feel happier here, so it's not just because of you that I won't go.’

Mo looked up at him, ‘If we were not together, would you go?’

He held her hand tightly, ‘Maybe, I don't know. As I said, there was no reason that I must go. You just gave me the reason not to go. So you don't have to blame yourself or feel stressed. It's my own decision.

That’s true, but how could she feel unstressed? If he didn’t go, she should be caught in the ranks of ‘ From then on, the emperor wouldn’t have an early Dynasty’.

Mo leaned on him and murmured, ‘It seems that we are both too young to make any decision for fear of regretting later.’

Gu Weiyi patted her head, ‘Don't think so much, This little head has a limited capacity. Don't be too hard on it.’

She pulled out a laugh in coordination, ‘You're the smartest.’

Relying quietly on each other, looking at the clouds in the sky, watching the traffic downstairs, sometimes happiness was so simple.

In such a peaceful atmosphere, Mo poked at Gu Weiyi's ribs and counted them one by one, ‘You have many ribs.’

Gu Weiyi gave her a white eye, ‘You have as many ribs as I do.’

Mo took back her hand and touched her own ribs. ‘Doesn't God take a rib out of Adam to make Eve? Shouldn't men have one less than women?’

He couldn't help laughing, ‘Fool, that's a legend. Both men and women have twenty-four ribs which are symmetrical. There is no saying that there is one more rib or one less rib.

Mo couldn’t help but be disappointed. The ribs, which were the only structure in human body that could be called romantic, were fabricated to deceive people. This reminded her of Fu Pei, who had enthusiastically told her one day in high school that the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai was phoney. They were from different dynasties, but just happened to have close cemeteries.

Legend was beautiful while reality was disappointing.

Go Weiyi saw her depressed and teased her, ‘Well, what about breaking one of my ribs, then I'll have one less than you do.’

She was made to laugh by him, ‘Then hold on a little, maybe it hurts a little.’

He looked as if taking death calmly. She really pounded him hard.

‘Hey, hey, hey, you are so cruel.’ Gu Weiyi blocked her hand. ‘Three of which have been broken.’

Mo suddenly encircled his waist and buried her face in his chest, ‘I don't want to be a stumbling block for you. You can do whatever you planed. In our world, we should not only have each other, but also consider friends and family, and... dream

He wanted to pull her away, but she held him tightly and cried, ‘Go ahead, I'll wait for you to come back. I will work hard, I will live earnestly, you go to fulfill your dream, and I try to pursue my dream, and then one day we can let our family know that our love is mutually respectful and mutual growth.

Gu Weiyi was silent, he always knew that Situ Mo was a rational girl, but did not expect her to be so rational. Did she love too less or love too much? The clothes in front of his chest were slowly wetted with tears, and the wet and soft cloth was sticking to his chest, burning him fiercely. He sighed and hugged the gile in his arms, ‘Situ Mo, can you really adapt to long-distance relationship?’

She said in a strong nasal voice, ‘I can... and you?’

He had twists and turns in his heart: to stay was hoping to see you laugh every day, if this was not what you want, if this would make you feel a bit uncomfortable, then it was not my intention. You have such a big mind to let me fly, and I have such a big mind to fly for you as well. I can stay for you, and of course I can go for you.

Gu Weiyi grinned bitterly, ‘As long as you can, of course I can.’

Mo could not understand his thoughts yet, only thought with all her heart that they were going to be separated, they were going to be separated... Thinking of this, her tears couldn’t stop falling down. Though she had spoken so smartly, in fact, her heart was sad to death.

Gu Weiyi wiped her tears but could not speak comfort words. He could do nothing but pat her back and say repeatedly, ‘Don't cry, don't cry...’

Mo cried for a long time, and since she had not received the professional training of Qiong Yao’s crying method, she was a bit ugly. Her tears and runny nose, together with swollen peach-like eyes and red nose, making Gu Weiyi really heartbreaking. He tried his best to tease her, ‘Situ Mo, you have been so indecent to rump your tears on my clothes, haven’t you?’

Mo cursed him with two lines of tears, ‘What's wrong with you!’

Gu Weiyi crooked his head and laughed at her: ‘Tut-tut, how ugly you’re crying and how fierce you’re cursing me.’

Mo was teased so angry that she broke his hand and was about to walk into the room. He reached out and pulled her back, pushing her down on the railing and approached her with a grinning face: ‘I have something wrong with me.’

His breath sprayed on her face. She wanted to retreat, but there was no way to retreat. So she had to thrust her hand against his chest and stammered a little, ‘You... What's wrong with you? You... Don't be so close to me...’

Gu Weiyi flicked her forehead, ‘It's to amuse you.’

Mo pouted his mouth and tried to reach out to touch the forehead that had been flicked. However, who could ever thought that her hand was held tightly by Gu Weiyi as soon as she loosened it. She was in a hurry to break it off with other hand. Gu Weiyi smiled and clasped her hands with one of his hand. ‘Why are you so nervous?’

Mo stammered even worse, ‘I... Did I? You... You... What are you doing?’

Gu Weiyi laughed badly, ‘I want to kiss you.’

Mo blushed and faltered, ‘No...’

Gu Weiyi raised his eyebrows and put his face close to the tip of her nose, ‘Why?

Mo almost got mad by his teasing and tried to pull her hand out of his grasp but failed. She had to turn her head hard and hide from him, ‘You said I cried uglily...’

Gu Weiyi nodded his head and agreed, ‘Yeah, it's ugly, but I won’t dislike my own girlfriend.’

Mo instinctively turned her head to talk back to him. The second she turned his head, his lips came up.

This is their third kiss in the strict sense. For the first time, Mo felt only a pain in her front teeth. For the second time, she was in a state of shock. For this time, there are more things in her mind. First of all, what in her mind was the ‘artistic blankness’ that the teacher in the course of aesthetic principles emphasized repeatedly, and her head was really blank for several seconds. Then, she felt the wonderful touch, his lips were warm and soft, a little like the soft rice cake she loved when she was a child. After that was the smell. His smell was very good, just like a sheet just laid by her mother after washing, with the fragrance of laundry powder, the taste of sunshine, and the warmth of home.

By the end of her life, her little face had turned red. His face was actually flushed, but he still pretended to be very authoritative and experienced and sighed, ‘Well, don't you know how to breathe?’

When he let her go, her little face was red. His face was actually flushed, but he still pretended to be very authoritative and experienced and sighed, ‘Well, didn’t you know how to breathe?’

‘...’

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