Chapter 9

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This chapter make me angry at Fu Pei for being so shameless and a jerk. He's the worst friend and boyfriend ever. He did what he wanted and didn't even care about Situ Mo at all. What choice do you think Situ Mo will make regarding Fu Pei?

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

Author: Zhou Gangan

Translation credit: Jia

Chapter 9

Fu Pei was left out by Mo, although she had not

been warm to him before. But if he was treated like a part of a harem that was loved, now he was like the prince who had been thrown into the

cold palace. He called several times a day to ask about her injuries, and all

he got were polite and alienated answers like ‘Well, thank you, much better, I

have something to do, let’s chat next time...’ He thought about it for several

days, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. He ran to her school

in a fit of anger and called her downstairs in her dormitory.

‘Mo, I'm downstairs in your dormitory.’

‘What are you doing here?’ Her voice was cold.

‘Looking for you, or what else I can do?’ He's

been so angry lately that he can't properly chat with her like usual.

‘It's not convenient for me to go downstairs.’

She said.

‘Didn't you say much better? Come down, or you just

send someone to take me upstairs.’ Fu Pei did not compromise.

Situ Mo walked downstairs with a large scab on

her leg. She had to be careful when moving, otherwise she would get her scab

pulled. She stood at the corner of the stairs and looked at Fu Pei for a

moment. He put his hand in his pocket and kicked a small stone under his foot,

looking impatient. She hesitated for a moment before she went down. She really

didn't want to quarrel with him because she knew how crazy he would be.

It was the time for the application of college

entrance. Fu Pei circled around her every day to find out what school she had

signed up for. But she really didn't want to see him change girlfriends one by

one for four years. She wanted to stay away from him and slowly cut him out of

her life, so she refused to say anything. Finally, Fu Pei got angry and kicked

over the garbage can beside the playground, then walked off.

She stood in front of Fu Pei and asked without

feeling, ‘Why are you here?’

‘Are you blaming me? I’ve said I would wait for

you but you refused it yourself. Why are you blaming me now?' He said

bluntly.

Mo was at a loss for a few seconds before she

knew what he was talking about, it was about the day of the interview. She shook

her head and said, ‘No, I didn’t blame you. It's none of your business.’

‘Why is it none of my business?’ He was provoked

by her attitude. ‘Is it necessary for you to make a clear distinction with me?

Aren't we good friends?’

‘I don't mean that. Don't think too much.’ Mo said to

him. In fact, she just wants to draw a clear line, as clear as possible.

‘It’s you who has been thinking too much, why are you

saying I’m thinking nonsense?’ Fu Pei's voice rose as soon as he caught fire.

‘Well, if you don't blame me. Why have you been ignoring me lately?’

‘Fu Pei, we're friends, right? No friends would

call several times a day just to discuss the weather and the food.’ She

confessed, ‘Even the best friend is the same.’

‘So that's the reason? Are you tired of me?' Fu

Pei stared at her coldly. 'I've been like this all the time. Wouldn’t it be too

late for you to get tired of me now?’

‘I wasn’t tired of you. It's your girlfriend's

right to care for you. I'm not qualified. Do you understand?’ She spoke kindly

to him.

‘I don't understand. I don't have a girlfriend

now. And what if I have a girlfriend? I don’t need her permission to be good to

others.'

‘How many girlfriends have had this kind of fight with

you before?’ Mo asked suddenly. In fact, she knew that Fu Pei's former

girlfriends were very upset about her existence, and she had tried to hide from

them as much as she can. What’s more, she would explain to them if it couldn’t

be avoided. She also remembered a woman who called her 'bitch', which

made her feel at a loss. Such outdated term made her lament the lack of vocabulary

of contemporary college students. She explained for ten minutes at that time,

but the other side was still swearing at her and calling her names. Mo got angry, greeted the

other side with all the dirty words she learned in her life, and then made a

phone call to greet Fu Pei with the same vocabularies. Later, she never

answered this type of phone anymore.

‘Why are you talking about this?’ Fu Pei asked,

frowning.

‘Fu Pei, do you like me?’ Mo hesitated for a

moment and asked.

Fu Pei was shocked by her direct, uncomfortably

putting his hand into the pocket: ‘Why did you ask that?’

‘I want to know.’ She said.

‘I... Maybe.’ Fu Pei hesitated, ‘We used to be

together. Of course we loved each other then.’

‘What did you mean?’ Fu Pei grasped her hand.

‘I just don't want to be one of the people you

like.’ She broke his hand. ‘You just go back, I'm busy this afternoon.’

‘Don't go too far. Stop patronising me just

because I like you a little bit.' Fu Pei kicked the tree by the road angrily.

‘You can totally ignore me.’

And she did not even care about his ‘like you a little bit' words.

‘Situ Mo! What do you want me to do? He took her

hand and refused to let her go.

‘I don't want you to do anything. I just think

you owe me at least an apology.’

‘What kind of apology? Haven’t I say sorry to

you in the hospital before?’

'I mean April Fool's Day. You owe me an apology.’

She knew it's shameful to turn over old debts, but it would be a shame not to do

that.

‘It was so long ago! You're too touchy, aren't

you?’

‘Ha, it has been circulating for thousands of

years that women are touchy. Don’t you know that?' Mo laughed angrily. ‘Forget

it, I don't want to quarrel with you. I'm going back.’ She couldn't pull out

the hand he had grasped and turned back to glare at him.

‘Well, I apologize.’ Fu Pei was expressionless.

‘Is that all right?’

Mo didn't expect that he would apologize. She

was stunned for five seconds before saying, ‘Ok.’

‘Then shall we make all the things go away?’ He

looked down at her.

‘Well.’ Mo nodded. How could he get closer? ‘Fu

Pei, I warn you, don't lean over.’

‘I see.’ He pouted his lips and straightened up.

‘I'm taking a step back.’

After two steps, Fu Pei stopped and said to her back, ‘Mo, what if you are the only one in my heart?’ He then went

straight away without waiting for her answer.

Situ Mo watched him walk away quietly, with her

heart turning a thousand times. She knew Fu Pei so well that it was harder for

him to settle down than to dig out diamonds from coal. So there’s no if, even

if there was, she would not bet.

It had been a short time later when Mo found out that Fu

Pei and Wang Shan got very close. Every time Wang Shan answered the mysterious

phone call, she would come over and ask Situ Mo, ‘Mo, Fu Pei asked about your

wound.’

‘I wouldn't die.’ Mo answered coldly every time.

One night, Fu Pei called Situ Mo.

‘Yes.’ Mo sat on the bed, holding the diary she

had written for him, turning the pages by pages.

‘I've been talking to your roommate

lately.’ He said tentatively.

‘Just say what you want to say directly.’ Mo

tore off a few pages of the diary.

‘What if I'm together with her?’ Fu Pei asked

carefully.

Mo grabbed the paper in her hand and said, ‘Why

do you ask me? You’re going to be together with her, not me.’

‘You don't like me to be together with the people

around you.’ He said.

‘It's none of your business whether I like it or

not.’ She tore down a few pages off her diary. ‘I don't care who you love to be

together with.’

‘Mo, you're angry.’ There's a laugh in his voice. ‘Of

course, it's my business whether you like it or not. What about you become my

girlfriend?’

Mo’s hand that held the mobile phone shook, he's saying

exactly the same thing like before…

She tore off the last pages of her diary

vigorously and said slowly, ‘Fu Pei, why didn’t you die when so many people

die?’

‘Ha-ha, Mo, how lovely you are!’ Fu Pei burst

out laughing. ‘That’s all, I’m going to seduce your roommate. Don't regret it

then.’

‘Go die.’ Situ Mo hung up the phone.

If Situ Mo had had a glimmer of hope for Fu Pei,

now she had succeeded in extinguishing the flames of hope. Over the past few

years, Situ Mo had been pretending that she didn’t care. She didn’t care

whether Fu Pei called her or not. She didn’t care that Fu Pei had another

girlfriend. She didn’t care how Fu Pei felt about her. She had been so tired of pretending, so she gave up the play. He could just do everything anything that he wanted. Don’t expect her to hold a candle over him.

‘Mo, are you all right?’ Meng Lu, the only one

who stayed in the dormitory, inevitably heard their conversation.

‘It's all right.’ Mo took a deep breath. ‘My

legs itch. Maybe the scab will fall off.'

‘Take some medicine, don't scratch it, or a scar

would be left.’ Meng Lu hesitated for a moment and said, ‘Mo, it might be

better to say something if you feel uncomfortable.’

‘In the second year of high school, Fu Pei

confessed to me, and then we dated for a week. Then I found out that the day he confessed was April Fool's Day. I was very angry and ran to

question him. He said unconcerned that he had been afraid I would refuse him. I

was so angry that I said I was going to break up. He agreed, and soon made a

new girlfriend.’ Mo grinned bitterly. ‘I offended my good friend for being with

him. Oh, his girlfriend before me was my good friend.’

‘I can see that Fu Pei is quite a cheap man.’ Meng Lu

sighed. ‘I thought he was a good man. What did he just say to you?’

‘He asked me whether he could be together with

Wang Shan. Then asked if I wanted to be his girlfriend.' Mo crumpled the paper

on her hand slowly into a ball.

‘Wow, cheap enough. Isn't he just too shameless?' Meng Lu

was full of righteousness and indignation. ‘What did you say then?’

‘Didn't you hear what I said? I told him to die.’ Mo

laughed, I found that I felt much more comfortable after she said it.

‘Do you still like him?’ Meng Lu asked

‘I don't like him now.’ Mo aimed at the trash

can beside the table with the paper ball in hand, shot and scored. ‘What I'm

worried about is Wang Shan. I've known Fu Pei for a long time that I haven't

seen him dating any girl for more than three months.'

‘It's her problem and she had been warned. You can never stop people from falling in love.’ Meng Lu saw that Mo wanted to scratch the wound on her arm. She patted her and said, ‘Don't scratch them.’

‘All right.’ Mo retracted her hand and knead the

diary into paper balls and make another shoot again.