Put Your Head on My Shoulder (致我们暖暖的小时光) - Chapter 60

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

Chapter 60

Because Xu Jieer had sacrificed her charms to amuse Fu Pei, Mo, who was the real beneficiary, spent another day at home. On the third day, three people boarded Xu Jieer's red car and watched Mo’s mother getting smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror.

 

There was a strong smell of perfume in Xu Jieer’s car. Gu Weiyi had kept frowning since he got on the bus. Mo remembered the bottle of perfume he had smashed, and he really hated perfume.

 

‘Would you like to open the window?’ It was rare for Mo to ask so intimately.

 

Gu Weiyi looked at her thin sweater and shook his head, ‘No.’

 

Mo looked at Xu Jieer, who was driving in front of her, and leaned in Gu Weiyi’s ear, asking, ‘Would it be rude for us to sit in the back seat like this?’

 

Gu Weiyi shrugged his shoulders and looked like ‘I was going to sit in the back seat at first, it was you, who had followed in.’

 

Mo felt so embarrassed that she leaned on the back of the chair in the front seat and said, ‘Jieer, tell us if you feel tired and just let Gu Weiyi drive.’

 

‘Never mind.’ Xu Jieer said with a slight skew.

 

Xu Jieer had to drive carefully, Gu Weiyi didn't speak much. Mo was only active for a while in the first half of her journey, and then fell asleep by the window.

 

Gu Weiyi took off his coat and put it on her.

 

Mo fell asleep bumping. As long as the car bumped, her head would tap on the window. While she did not react and just kept sleeping, but Gu Weiyi watched with horror. She had already been silly, if she kept knocking her head on the window, she would be completely stupid when they arrived. Seeing that the car was about approaching a deceleration belt, his hand quickly passed her shoulder and gently grabbed the head, which was about to hit against the window. And Mo lay on his open palm and went to sleep until another big bump. She blurred her eyelids, hummed two sentences, turned her head in his direction, pillowed his shoulder, and went to sleep again. Gu Weiyi simply leaned on her head and closed his eyes.

 

Xu Jieer had been trying to force herself not to look in the rearview mirror. She knew she herself was an extreme person. And she would do something extraordinary if she was stung, like committing suicide in high school, like grieving when she quarreled with her husband. Now, when she saw them, who looked like cross-necked Mandarin ducks, she felt like to drive into the mountain wall.

 

Gu Weiyi had already found the bruise behind Xu Jieer's neck. Although she always had her hair scattered, he always walked behind them when they went out. He saw it when there was a strong wind. After that, he noticed that there were still some shallow scars on her body, but she had covered them with powder. When he saw that, he was a little shocked, but more worried. When he was in college, he took criminal psychology as an elective course. He knew that people who suffered from domestic violence were easy to be extreme. Xu Jieer was a sensitive person. What’s more, there were countless past between them. How could he rest assured that such a person was beside Situ Mo? And he could not let Situ Mo know that, with her personality, she would only feel sympathy and maybe suddenly feel a sense of justice to do something.

 

So what could he do, how could he make sure that Xu Jieer was harmless? Or how could he get Situ Mo away from her automatically?

 

Gu Weiyi glanced Xu Jieer’s hands, which were holding the steering wheel tightly, with the corner of his eys. Her knuckles were slightly whitened by excessive exertion. He grabbed Situ Mo quietly, put his hand on her shoulder and patted her gently, like coaxing a child to sleep.

 

Xu Jieer felt her heart was like a drum. Gu Weiyi’s hand on Situ Mo’s shoulder was a drumstick, which knocked her deafening pain.

 

Years of laboratory experience, having observed a variety of particle binding, color change... He had already trained a pair of extremely sensitive eyes, so he could clearly see that Xu Jieer's hands holding the steering wheel were slightly loose, tight and then loose again.

 

Gu Weiyi had understood something in his heart, and he knew it's on the highway after all. They're still in her car, he should not overdo it.

 

His hand that was clapping Situ Mo on the shoulder suddenly strengthened. Mo was stiffly awakened, blindfolded and asked, ‘Are were there?’

 

Gu Weiyi said, ‘Get up, we are getting into the rest station, and I'll drive then. Don't sleep again.’

 

Mo promised vaguely, tilting her head and trying to sleep again. Gu Weiyi had no choice but to curl his finger and hit her on the head.

 

‘Ah, Gu Weiyi, you're neurotic!’ Mo woke up at the moment, was about to beat Gu Weiyi, suddenly she found out the existence of Xu Jieer. So she had to bite her teeth hatefully and said, ‘You remember it.’

 

Entering the rest station, Gu Weiyi went to buy some bottles of water and a bag of snacks. Then he drove on the road instead. Xu Jieer sat in the back seat, chattering with Situ Mo while eating the snacks Gu Weiyi had bought.

 

Xu Jieer said that when Gu Weiyi was in high school, many girls liked him. Unfortunately, he just looked like ‘I loved reading, never bothering me’. So countless of girls were frightened away. Xu Jieer said that he liked to wear a white jersey with the number of 22 on it, so many girls gave him the code of No.22. It was often heard in the ladies that No. 22 had passed by somewhere today. No. 22 was praised by the teacher again. No. 22 was going to represent the school to participate in Olympic Mathematics. Xu Jieer also said that all his major subjects in high school were almost always the first, but his music and art were always failing. Once, the art teacher showed them a representative work of a famous Western painter. Gu Weiyi was sleeping then, so the art teacher asked him to comment in a fit of anger, and he rubbed his eyes for a while, honestly said that he couldn’t understand. When the teacher saw that he had a good attitude, he persuaded him to say, ‘Look at the grey sky, what does it look like?’ He hesitated for a long time and said, ‘Is that industrial pollution?’ The teacher was almost angry to death, saying that it was rainy, rainy, rainy!

 

When Mo heard this, she turned to see Gu Weiyi. He was driving without expression, as if Xu Jieer was talking about Lao Wang next door. Mo felt very strange. Gu Weiyi’s attitude towards Xu Jieer was so cold that Mo felt a little uneasy. Was it because he had cared too much?

 

Fortunately, Mo was not a person who would be lost in various fancies and conjectures. After Xu Jieer had driven her red car away, Mo forgot her worries just now and played the finger-guessing game with Gu Weiyi at home, and the one who lost should cook the meal.

 

Gu Weiyi was the man who always won, no matter how Mo cheated, changed one game to two wins out of three, and then to three wins out of five, and then five wins out of seven, she had the same fate, that was, she had to cook.

 

Willing to lose in gambling just meant you have to bear it when nobody was willing to give in to you.

 

Mo didn’t need to, she could fool around, she could covet her face and say I don't care, you go to cook, I'm tired, who let you just didn’t let me sleep in the car, so you go to cook, cook, cook.

 

When Gu Weiyi was silent, she shrank her hands into her sleeves and fanned the empty sleeves, saying, ‘Please, please, you go to cook.’’

 

Gu Weiyi said, ‘Take off my coat and then go to cook.’

 

Mo grasped the front of the coat tightly, ‘I won’t! If you ask me to cook, I'll use your coat as an apron.’

 

Gu Weiyi was going to beat her up. She held her small chest and said, ‘Come on, kill me. I won't cook even I'm killed.’

 

Gu Weiyi felt that he must have killed and set fire in his last life, otherwise God would not have punished him so much.

 

When Gu Weiyi brought the dishes to the table, he found that Situ Mo had fallen asleep on the sofa, and her little body was buried in his big coat, like a child who had played at home in adults' clothes. When she was tired of playing, she fell asleep.’

 

Gu Weiyi shook his head and laughed.

 

‘Situ Mo, get up to eat.’ He patted her on the face.

 

Mo muttered in protest, she closed her lips and eyes. Suddenly Gu Weiyi felt that she looked very cute. He could not help but come up and peck her gently, ‘Situ Mo, get up to eat, be good.’

 

Mo opened her eyes dully and said, ‘Gu Weiyi, am I dreaming? Why are you so gentle?’

 

Gu Weiyi smiled and went up to rub her nose with his nose, ‘I'll beat you if you don't get up.’

 

Mo squeezed her eyes hard, took Gu Weiyi’s hand and sat up, muttering to herself, ‘I knew it's a dream, I knew it.’

 

When Mo began to regain her consciousness at dinner, she stared at Gu Weiyi suspiciously and said, ‘I remember you told me to be good.’

 

Gu Weiyi raised his eyebrow and sneered, ‘You are so idle and lazy, are you deserve to be good?’

 

...

 

Mo felt that she must have been raped and plundered in her previous life, otherwise she would not have met such a poisonous man.

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