Put Your Head On My Shoulder Chapter 23

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

Chapter 23

Mo closed the bathroom door and leaned against it for breath. Omg, her heartbeat was so fast, she's going to bite her tongue and kill herself! She admired herself very much. She'd just performed well. At least she had maintained the reserve and shyness that a girl should have, and without lacking the tough style that modern women should have. What a beautiful rose!

After brus.h.i.+ng her teeth and was.h.i.+ng her face, she finally calmed down and began to think about the feasibility of this relations.h.i.+p. The key was not the question whether she should accept his love, but the question whether he would go abroad. She dared not ask, for fear that it would pressure him and affect his decision. Whether he went or not, she wanted him to make his own decision, which was about his life. She was too careful to mix it up. However, if the two people really got together, she would be bound to blend in with his life. What was the difference between early blending and late blending?

Her head was about to burst but she didn't come up with a clue. Also, people have said that love is not rational, what about tossing a coin to decide whether she should be with him or not.

Mo went out of the bathroom door and looked into the living room. She didn't know where Gu Weiyi had gone. She called, ‘Gu Weiyi?' There was no response. She went to his room, n.o.body. That's strange. Did he regret and slip away after his confession? Did what just happened was that she was sleepwalking herself?

Mo wandered around the room and finally found a message paper on the table of the living room, which said as follows:

Situ Mo, the professor just called me. I have to go back to school. There's something to eat for breakfast in the refrigerator that I made by myself. Don't skip breakfast. From Gu Weiyi.

His handwriting was illegible, but beautiful.

Mo folded the paper and put it in the drawer of the room. She had wanted to lay back in bed to make up for sleep. But having thought about, she went around to the kitchen to make a simple breakfast. When she returned to her room, she was sleepless. She simply turned on the computer and surfed the Internet. As soon as she logged on to QQ, she found that the head portrait of her cla.s.s were flas.h.i.+ng constantly. She opened the dialog box and found that they were discussing how to make the graduation alb.u.m. Mo make herself invisible quickly. Unfortunately, it was too late. The head portrait of the monitor flashed in the lower right corner. She had no choice but to open it. Sure enough, ‘Mo, aren't you working in an advertising company? The graduation alb.u.m of our cla.s.s is you responsibility.'

Mo did not respond and tried to pretend that she was not there.

After a while, the monitor said again, ‘Mo, don't pretend to be dead. I'll call you if don't reply my message.

Mo had to go back to reply her: Here I come. I just went to the toilet. I've been busy recently. How could I have time to make a graduation alb.u.m?

The monitor replied: Don't worry. There's still a month before graduation. You can take your time. Anyway, you can just finish it one week before graduation.

Mo:...

Monitor: On behalf of the whole cla.s.s, I thank Mo for her hard work.

Mo felt sad and had to promised, there had been nothing she could do with the monitor who would temper justice with mercy. Mo was the person who took it as her principle that: Do it today, but she had no experience in making graduation alb.u.ms, so she had to download several templates from the Internet. After referring to the wisdom of predecessors, she found that it was not as difficult as she had imagined. It was just a booklet composed of photographs and inflammatory words. She put an announcement in the QQ group to ask the cla.s.s to send the photos like single and group photos to her mailbox. Only then had she found that the most difficult part of making the graduation alb.u.m was to wait and remind the somebodies in cla.s.s to send pictures to her. Anyway, she could not do it today, so she simply shut down her computer and laid in bed to turn over the notes of the training course. The names of books recommended by many training teachers were written on the last page. Mo thought now that she was free today, why not buy them at the bookstore. She tore the sheet of paper from her notebook and stuffed it into her handbag. She tidied it up simply and went out. She hadn't expect to meet Gu Weiyi as soon as she went downstairs. She did not expect to see him again so soon and felt a panic of unprepared, stunned and blushed.

Gu Weiyi looked at her strangely. ‘Hey, why are you blus.h.i.+ng?'

‘Did I?' Her intuitively answered and diverted the topic, ‘Didn't you go to school?'

‘I got a call halfway which asked me to go tomorrow. What about you? Where are you going?'

‘Book mall.'

Gu Weiyi had a faint smile on his face, ‘Why, pretend to be an intellectual?'

Mo gave him a white look. Is there such a cheap mouth? ‘Yes, just because you're an intellectual, keep staying at MIT and don't bother me.'

He patted her on the shoulder, ‘MIT is just a smoke that would pa.s.s quickly. I think it would be more fun to hara.s.s you. Let me go with you.'

Mo glanced him, ‘Let the smoke get away from me, I refuse pa.s.sive smoking.'

Gu Weiyi laughed, ‘I am first-hand smoke, just go. We can have lunch after leaving the book mall, I am starving to death.'

Mo, ‘Didn't you have breakfast?'

Gu Weiyi: ‘I went out in such a hurry, how could I have tome to eat?'

Mo, ‘Don't you feel ashamed to leave a note for me to ask me to have breakfast when you didn't yourself.'

Gu Weiyi, ‘I'm afraid that something in the refrigerator may go bad.'

Mo, ‘You deserve to starve to death.'

The book mall.

Mo quickly found several books on the list, and then idly read in the comic and novel area. Gu Weiyi stood in the material science area from the moment he entered the book mall. Mo had never known that there was something called material science. Today, she had increased her knowledge.

Mo thought that the book he read was too boring and stuffed him with a novel: ‘Don't you read novels?'

Gu Weiyi, ‘I do, there's a book called ‘Hundreds of Famous Books Must Be Read in Life'. I've read all the 100 books listed above.

Mo suddenly felt that he was so cute, she smiled and said, ‘ I'll add 10 points to your score.'

He was stunned: ‘What score?'

Mo said casually, ‘I made a list. Every time you've done something that made me happy, I'll add ten points, and when I was unhappy, I'll subtract ten. I will be together with you if you pa.s.s the test finally.'

Gu Weiyi was unsatisfied, ‘You can't play like that. First, your scoring criteria is unfair. I didn't know why you were happy just now, so for the same reason, I won't know why you would be unhappy. Second, it's very naive. Why should we base our relations.h.i.+p on such a naive way?

Mo was actually making fun of it casually, but when he minded, she felt unhappy, ‘Now that you thought it's naive, I won't add that 10 points for you.'

Gu Weiyi looked embarra.s.sed and held back for a moment before saying, ‘However you score me, just add that 10 points for me.'

Mo choked her laughter and nodded solemnly.

His teeth itched with her expression but he had to keep his temper. He could only turn his head and study the colorful books on the shelves.

Mo moved the book down a little and looked up at Gu Weiyi who was on the other side of the sofa. When they came home after lunch, they had been reading quietly on the sofa. During this period, he didn't talk to her again except when he got up to make tea and asked if she wanted to drink. It was a long hour! How could he chase girls like that?

Looking up again, he still concentrated on the book ‘Hot Mixed Asphalt Material'. Mo was very helpless. She preferred cold cuc.u.mber. Finally, she couldn't help arousing him to speak, ‘Gu Weiyi.'

‘Yes?' He didn't even raise his head.

‘Do you really like me?' Suddenly she was a little suspicious.

Someone's eyes still kept on the book, but his tone was firm, ‘Really.'

‘So what do you like about me?'

Gu Weiyi finally left the book this time. He looked her up and down for a moment and said, ‘I don't know.'

Mo was angry: ‘What do you mean by saying that, you must give a reason.'

He thought seriously for a moment: ‘I can't think of it.'

Mo was forced to be shameless and threatened him, ‘Can't you think of it? Fine, deduct points.'

Gu Weiyi sighed and closed the book helplessly: ‘You have a lovely appearance of alcohol rash.'

‘I've talked too much.'

Ten minutes later, Mo tried to arise him to speak again, ‘Hey, Gu Weiyi.'

‘Yes?' Still without raising his head.

Mo thought, how could there be such a book-loving person? Just stick his eyes to the book, no wonder he can go to MIT. She suddenly asked when she thought of it, ‘Hey, you've successfully applied for MIT. Why didn't you go to Tsinghua University or Peking University?'

Gu Weiyi's hand was stuck, with gloom flas.h.i.+ng through his eyes. But he just smiled when looking up, ‘I wouldn't be able to meet you at these two universities.'

Mo scolded, too cunning, but felt very comfortable by his words, ‘Stop talking blandishments.'

Gu Weiyi laughed in buds and said, ‘You blushed. It's better to add points.

Mo stared at him: ‘Deduct points!'

He also stared at her: ‘Why?'

Mo turned her eyes around and said, ‘Blandishments and espial is far away from kind.'

Gu Weiyi, ‘No, you standards of grading is too weird.'

Mo was complacent, ‘I'm glad.'

Gu Weiyi nodded: ‘Now that you are glad, add points.'

Mo hummed, ‘I'm not happy again.'