Chapter 3

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Finally it's chapter 3! In this chapter, Situ Mo finally meet with Gu Weiyi. What do you think will happen?

Title: Put Your Head on My Shoulder (致我们暖暖的小时光)

Author: Zhou Gangan

Translation credit: Jia

Chapter 3

Having clearly said to go at 10 o'clock, Wang Shan,

a woman with a springy heart, had to get up and toss at 8 o’clock. She looked

at the mirror and dolled herself up. Nobody would say anything if she didn’t make

any noise, even if she is painted herself like a big cat. But she mustn’t and

kept dropping her eyeliner and liquid foundation. What’s worse, she would give voice

to every action - ‘Oh, my eyeliner.’ ‘Oh, the eyeshadow dropped.’ ‘Ah,

foundation solution.’

Hu Niu, who had a shallow sleep in the dormitory

was not happy, ‘You have been muttering endlessly, just to meet a lover brother!’ Hu Niu’s

original name was Jiang Xian, a very small girl from Dongbei province, who is

different from the northeastern girl in our impression. So we all decided to

give her a strong nickname to show that she comes from northeast.

‘Don't say nonsense.’ Wang Shan is also in a

coy mood.

Situ Mo take a look at her cell phone, and the time is only 8:20! Her anger came up in a flash. She did not sleep well

last night, because Wang Shan had been tossing and turning over the whole

night. What’s wrong with her this morning? Did that face deserve two hours?

Taking two deep breaths, Situ Mo opened her

mouth and said, ‘Wang Shan, if you're in such a hurry, you can go first, there

is need to wait for me. You’d better go out as soon as possible. Don't leave

your friends waiting. We'll make up for sleep then.’ After that, she turned

over and went to sleep again.

Wang Shan was very aggrieved. Her nose was sour

and she wanted to cry, but she did not dare to. Then she went on with her makeup.

This time, she made little noise.

At about 10 o'clock, Situ Mo was awakened by a

cry of ‘Mo, Mo’. Opening her eyes, she saw Wang Shan standing at the head of

the bed and asked carefully, ‘Mo, it's 10 o'clock. You're not getting up?’

Situ Mo looked at the pitiful girl, and sighed

in her heart. She said while getting up, ‘Wait ten minutes.’

Situ Mo sent a message to Fu Pei upon getting on

the bus. Fu Pei called back quickly and said, ‘Mo, I was trying to call you

again. Be careful on the bus. Call me two stops in advance.’

‘Ok.’ Situ Mo was too sleepy to talk with him

and hung up the phone.

She leaned her head against the glass window and

looked at the rows of high buildings retreating back. All of a sudden, she was wondering on how she could be in this city. A strong sense of wandering suddenly surged into

her mind. This feeling had happened to her in her freshman year, when she fell

asleep in a public class and woke up a little confused, as if she were still in

the high school classroom, the countdown of the college entrance exam could be

seen with a turn of the head and… Fu Pei's smiling eyes.

Shaking off her dull head, Situ Mo turned her

head and saw Wang Shan fixing her makeup with a mirror. In fact, Wang Shan

looked very good, with fine eyebrows, eyes and mouth, and grace that comes from the

south of the Yangtze River. She seemed like a girl who's coming out of an ink painting, but

she had too heavy of makeup, making her look not very coordinated, like a mixture

of ink and oil paintings. Suddenly, Situ Mo wanted to laugh, because she

remembered the words in Mulan, ‘ By the window l combed and coiffed my cloudy

hair, before the mirror l adorned my forehand with a yellow pattern’

It’s sure enough that women dress up for their

beholders. Looking down at her casual clothes, she shouldn't have cared about

it long time ago.

Before getting off the bus, Situ Mo received

another call from Fu Pei, ‘Didn't I ask you to call me? Where are you now?’

Well, she's forgotten to call him.

Situ Mo hung up the phone, jumped out and waved

to Fu Pei at the station. He rushed over in a rage and said, ‘I have tried to call you every minute, but I don't get your call, neither could I get through to your phone.'

‘Calm down, calm down. My cell phone had been

that way since it fell. I'm here right now.’ Situ Mo stood on tiptoe and

patted him on the shoulder. ‘Let me see, it's quite a beast in a bachelor's

uniform.’ This is true. Fu Pei has dashing eyebrows, phoenix eyes, tall and

straight nose and slightly thinner lips, which makes him charming.

Fu Pei stared at her and looked around to see

the person behind her. ‘Who did you bring?’

‘My roommate, Wang Shan.’ Situ Mo pulled Wang

Shan out of her back. ‘She has friends from your school who took graduation

photos today as well.’

‘Hey, remember me?’ Wang Shan greeted shyly.

‘Beauty, How could I forget?’ Fu Pei said with a

smile, ‘You have graced our school with your presence.’

Wang Shan smiled behind her hands while Situ Mo rolled her eyes.

‘Come on, let's take photos.’ Fu Pei said while trying of putting his hand on Situ Mo’s shoulder, but he had to put his hand down

because Situ Mo was glaring at him.

Fu Pei's school was really a well-known

Polytechnic school. Although not brilliant, at least it's magnificent. There

are many people selling flowers at the entrance. It is estimated that they are

temporary sellers for the graduates.

Fu Pei ran over and soon came back with two

bunches of flowers. He handed one of which to Wang Shan and said, ‘This one is

for your friend, wish her a happy graduation.’

Wang Shan took the flower with a red face and

whispered, ‘Thank you.’

Situ Mo wanted to smash his head with flowers.

It seems that the man would die if he didn't pick up beauties in a day.

After a few steps, Situ Mo met the friend of

Wang Shan. A girl with an ordinary appearance, but seemed hot and arrogant. The

girls who were slightly better looking in general polytechnic schools all had

this problem, because of boys’ favour.

Wang Shan followed her friend and turned to look

back at each step, as if her friend was going to sell her to a brothel.

‘Your roommate's friend is very famous.’ Fu Pei

handed the remaining bunch of flowers to Situ Mo.

‘What is her famous for?’ Situ Mo did not accept

the flower, but was interested in the gossips.

‘As soon as she entered school, two brothers

fought for her, and it was heard that someone had committed suicide for her.’

Fu Pei stuffed the flowers into her arms. ‘Just hold these and give these to me

when I take photos, so I can gain face.’

Situ Mo held the flowers and asked curiously,

‘How wonderful it is, what about the follow-up? Do you know her?’

Fu Pei knocked her on the head and said, ‘You're

in charge of other people's affairs. Why should I know her?’

‘Because you'd rather kill the wrong than let it

go.’ Situ Mo shook her head twice.

‘Idiot.’ Fu Pei reached over and rubbed her

head.

‘Come on, don’t you want to take photos.’ Situ Mo tilted

her head to avoid his hand.

There were people in black robes along the way.

Fu Pei stopped many times to say hello. He took photos with different people.

It seemed that he had a better popularity after he went to college. Finally

he led her to stop in front of a group of boys.

‘Now, let me introduce her.’ Fu Pei clapped

his hands vigorously, arousing the attention of the boys who were playing,

‘This is Situ Mo, my baby.’

Situ Mo held flowers in one hand and pinched him

at his waist with the other. At least, these are future elites of our

motherland, how could he destroy her market.

‘Hello, everybody, just call me Mo.’ Situ Mo

smiled and nodded at them. Situ Mo didn’t like to be called her by name,

because her surname was antique, like the heroine in kungfu fictions. She would

always feel that in the next second, she had to draw a sword from behind her to

start cutting demons, eliminating evil spirits, enforcing justice on behalf of

heaven, helping the strong and supporting the weak, robbing the rich to help the

poor, and so on.

‘You are the baby Mo who has been hidden by Fu

Pei for four years?’ A man sitting on the grass patted himself and stood up.

‘He describe you properly. You're really a great beauty.’

Looking at him, there are only two words left in

Situ Mo’s head - amazing. His thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly with a pointed

and pedantic stare, and his sexy lips raised lightly to reveal a mocking smile.

Mo was confused, when had she offend such a

handsome man? Why had he talk in such mean way and stare at her in disgust?

‘That's right. Our Mo has always been

beautiful.’ Fu Pei put his arm around Mo’s shoulder and sounded very proud.

Mo looked up and smiled at him, thinking that Fu

Pei, oh, you’re the only person who would think he was praising me sincerely.

Her brows frowned even tighter when she saw the super handsome boy in the

corner of her eyes, and her heart was crying. No wonder I haven't heard about

Fu’s new girlfriend lately. Has he been entangled by male compatriots?

‘Hello, I'm Gu Weiyi. Nice to meet you,’ said

the handsome boy, who came with evil intent.

‘Ha ha, nice to meet you.’ Mo gave him a gentle

handshake. It was strange that she hasn’t been well adapted to shake hands

since she hasn’t stepped out of school yet.

She looked at him once again. He had a

temperament to wear a black scholar's robe with a distinctive taste.

Gu Weiyi was also looking at Situ Mo. Is this Fu

Pei’s unique treasure? She's barely beautiful, and there's nothing particular about her,

except those bright eyes which were very attractive.

Next,

Mo got to know Eyeglasses, Big Fat and Ak in turn. Ak's skin is dark, so people

translate black into Chinese, and call him Ak for short.