Put Your Head On My Shoulder Chapter 13

If I have to say where I started to hate Fu Pei (in the novel), then it would start from this chapter. The guys is just shameless and overall no good. Fu Pei has always been a loser and he proves it to me that once you become a loser, then you'll stay a loser. I'm glad that Mo end up with someone else who's absolutely better for her and also care for her

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 13

It was in the middle of the night, dark and stormy.

‘Mo, wake up, Mo.'

The voice with a gentle shake woke Mo from sleep. She struggled to open her eyes. In the darkness, she saw two dark shadows standing in front of her bed. She was shocked. It was Hu Niu and Meng Lu.

‘Why didn't you two go to sleep instead of scaring me in the middle of the night?' Mo moaned and covered her head with the quilt.

Hu Niu tugged at her quilt. ‘w.a.n.g Shan hasn't come back all night.'

‘Let her go --' Mo pulled back the quilt, closing her eyes. Three seconds later, she pop up, ‘Not back?'

‘I made a phone call, but she had turned off the phone, and she didn't answer the text message. Would something happen?' Hu Niu slept beside w.a.n.g Shan. She should be the first to find out that w.a.n.g Shan was not there.

‘Do you know who she went out with?' Mo got out of bed to wear slippers.

‘I don't know, maybe it's... Fu Pei?' Meng Lu thought it over before saying.

‘Let me call and ask.' Mo fumbled for her phone in the dark but hesitated when she pressed the number. What should she ask?

‘Mo, Mo.' Hu Niu screamed urgently.

‘Oh.' Mo pressed Fu Pei's number and went through. No one answered it for a long time. She dialed it several times in succession, but still no one answered it. Well, he must be drunk in a sweet surrender. Otherwise, according to her way of dialing, even the dead people would drill out of the earth to at least reject the call.

‘I went through, but n.o.body answered.' Mo put down her phone and said.

After a moment of silence, Meng Lu said, ‘Do you have any other ways to contact him? It's three o'clock. If she's not with him, where did w.a.n.g Shan go?'

Mo hesitated for a moment, picked up the phone and dialed Fu Pei's dormitory number. Also, she had dialed several times until the phone was answered.

‘Uh... Is Fu Pei there, please?' It's very immoral to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night. and Mo was very guilty.

‘No.' The voice sounded very angry.

‘Is Gu Weiyi there?' The voice sounded like his, ‘I'm Situ Mo.'

‘What's the matter?' The voice didn't calm down because of this. ‘Did you know that Fu Pei was not the only one who lived in this dormitory!'

Mo was blamed and found a valuable fact, Gu Weiyi would be grumpy when he got up, very serious.

Consciously, she had to say, ‘I'm sorry, I didn't want to disturb you, but w.a.n.g Shan didn't go back to the dormitory. We were afraid that something might have happened to her, so we wanted to ask Fu Pei.'

After a moment of silence, a voice came slowly over there: ‘I saw them having dinner together at dinner time.'

Er... What should she say next?

Mo looked at Hu Niu and Meng Lu, who were sitting beside the bed, said foolishly, ‘Then, has the house been decorated yet?'

Hu Niu and Meng Lu looked surprised. Was this woman out of her mind? To discuss the renovation of the house with others in the middle of the night?

Obviously the opposite was also stunned. It took a long time for him to respond and say, ‘Yeah, I'll clean up the day after tomorrow. If you are free, come to help me.'

‘Oh, fine. I won't bother you, bye-bye.'

The phone was hung up and there was no ‘Bye-bye', really grumpy.

‘What did he say?' Meng Lu asked.

‘He said he had seen them eating together in the evening.' Mo blinked hard. ‘They should be together.'

Meng Lu suddenly climbed up to Mo's bed, and Hu Niu followed. Mo was stunned by their actions. After a while, she asked foolishly, ‘Why did you come to my bed?'

Hu Niu smiled wickedly: ‘Mo, just surrender and follow our wills.'

Meng Lu rubbed her hands and said, ‘We'll be gentle.'

Mo shrank into the corner and said with a trembling voice, ‘Don't come here. I'll scream if you come -'

‘Come on, no one will come to your rescue even if you 'break your throat'.' Hu Niu said with a grim face.

Mo shouted, ‘Break your throat, break your throat.'

Meng Lu rushed up and said, ‘I hear nothing.'

‘Haha... Idiot... Haha...'

In a girl's dormitory on a spa.r.s.e night, three girls rolled into a pile with laughter.

Years later, every time Mo visited the forum and see the silly joke of ‘Breaking your Throat', she would think of that night and deeply thank the two girls for bringing her out of the most difficult night of her life with laughter.

w.a.n.g Shan didn't appear until after lunch. As soon as she entered the door, she smiled and said to Hu Niu, ‘Gee, I didn't wake up until noon and forgot to turn on the phone. Sorry, I forgot to tell you.'

Hu Niu nodded and said, ‘Remember to tell us next time.'

Mo was washing clothes on the balcony when w.a.n.g Shan entered the dormitory room, hearing the voice of the conversation from a distance. She turned the tap up so that she could not hear anything under the rushing sound of the water.

w.a.n.g Shan pushed the balcony door, saw Mo and said, ‘Are you washing your clothes?'

Mo didn't answer her, thinking why is she talking nonsense? Didn't I do exactly that right now? Or did she think she's sneaking a peek at the clothes instead?

w.a.n.g Shan turned on another tap, took some whater, and then splashed it on her face, turned off the tap, stood at the end and dried the water in her hand. ‘When you called Fu Pei, he was taking a bath. I had fallen asleep. We didn't see the caller's id until morning.'

Mo turned off the tap and said when the water came out of the basin, ‘Oh.'

What a late bath. What a restrictive bath.

w.a.n.g Shan didn't want to walk away. She leaned back against the wall and shared her experience. ‘Mo, Fu Pei said I was just like a piece of white paper.'

Mo pulled the corners of her mouth, took a piece of clothes out of the basin and said, ‘Very good. He's sparing no effort to blacken you.'

w.a.n.g Shan shook her hand forcefully. A few drops of water splashed on Mo's arm. Mo ignored her, put her clothes on the hanger and hung them on the clothesline with her fork.

w.a.n.g Shan walks back into the dormitory room without looking back. She pushed her fork to the left, and the wet clothes were slapped onto the laundry of w.a.n.g Shan the day before yesterday. It was so cool!

Mo wiped her hands and went back to her position to turn on the computer. She flipped through a novel to pa.s.s the time of waiting for the computer to turn on. The phone on the bed rang, and she dropped the novel to answer the phone. It was a strange number: ‘h.e.l.lo.'

‘Mo, I'm Xiaoqing.'

‘Oh, Sister.' Mo's heart suddenly rose.

‘You're hired. The internship starts next Monday.' Sister's voice sounded excited.

‘Really?' Her heart jumped for joy

‘Yeah, I know from the inside that you will receive the mail in the afternoon. Congratulations. It's amazing. There were so many people coming for the interview that you've been squeezed in.'

‘Great. Thank you, Sister, I'll treat you to dinner. I love you so much.' Mo was a little incoherent with excitement. Later, she had checked the Internet again and found that the advertising company was very good in the industry, so she didn't hold much hope.

‘Well, I'd like to welcome you on behalf of the company first.'

‘Well, thank you, Sister.'

‘Bye-bye.'

‘Bye-bye.'

Hang up the phone, Mo cheered to the nearest Meng Lu. Meng Lu, who was playing games, was frightened with the shake of her hand, stabbing her husband (in the game) to death.

Meng Lu broke Mo's hand, ‘You killed me! I would be blamed by my man later. How could I have murdered my husband...'

‘Meng Lu, Meng Lu, I've found a job.' Mo insisted on holding her neck and not letting go.

‘Really?' Meng Lu turned and hugged her. ‘Congratulations!'

Hu Niu ran over to her and said, ‘Is it the last company that you had an interview with? Mo, invite us to dinner.'

‘Well, it's my treat.' Mo nodded, ‘You can eat whatever you like!'

‘Yeah!' Meng Lu and Hu Niu both cheered and said, ‘I want to take my family with me.'

‘Take whoever with you, family, relatives, friends, pets, whatever you like.' Mo said with a small wave of hands, proudly.

Mo received the email 3 o'clock in the afternoon. The internship would last for three months. The salary was good. Mo was relieved, her life was on the right track at last. No wonder people said that if G.o.d closed a door for you then he would open a window for you. Fu Pei's broken peach door was closed and the window of work was opened. Yes, that's good.

At dinner time, a group of them went into a restaurant near the school with families. When Mo saw Fu Pei, she was still stunned. Yes, Fu Pei had become w.a.n.g Shan's family.

It's the sixth pot. Mo couldn't help looking at Fu Pei again. The man was really shameless. He just needn't drink like that because he didn't have to pay for it. Besides, she went here for celebration, why had he been wearing that dirty look all night. To whom?

‘Fu Pei, you will have to pay the money if you drink more beer.' Mo couldn't help saying that. But she just wanted to smoke herself after speaking.

w.a.n.g Shan took the beer from Fu Pei's hand and said, ‘Don't drink so much.' Fu Pei stared at her gloomily, and she immediately retracted her hand.

Mo couldn't bear it any longer, ‘w.a.n.g Shan, take the beer away, don't waste my money.'

w.a.n.g Shan reached for the beer again. Fu Pei waved her hand and swept down a bowl beside her. The crisp sound of cracking silenced all the people at the table. Everyone held his breath, with his eyes moving between these three people. Fu Pei was still drinking, and w.a.n.g Shan's eyes began to flush.

Mo put down her chopsticks and resisted the impulse to lift the table. She said word by word, ‘Fu Pei, are you here to make trouble?'

Fu Pei looked up at her and squeezed the aluminum can in his hand until it was deformed. He put it heavily on the table, ‘No drink, fine, I'm going. Congratulations on finding a job.' After that, he opened his chair and left. w.a.n.g Shan chased after him.

Mo picked up the gla.s.s which was a full cup, lifted her head to dry it.

Mo was the last one to leave the restaurant. Everyone else went out on a date in twos and threes. She was too lazy to act as a third wheel. She deliberately delayed for a while when paying the bill. When she left the restaurant, everyone had gone somewhere.

Mo was slightly drunk, and wake up a lot when she was blown by the night wind.

After a few steps, she was startled by the sudden darkness from a tree on the secluded forest road. Master Fu? Hadn't he leave just now? Mo glanced at him: ‘You're drunk, go back early.'

Mo's wrist was pulled. She sighed and knew it wasn't so easy to get away. As usually shown on the drama in the television, later, the boy would press the girl on the tree. Then he would say those 'three words' affectionately, and they would cry in each other's arms.

‘Don't live with Gu Weiyi.' Fu Pei bowed his head and said.

Mo said patiently to him, ‘Fu Pei, you have drunk too much'

He suddenly pressed Mo on the tree. Mo thought that here came the most cla.s.sic plot in the TV drama. Which part of him should she kick later?

He did nothing but press hard on her shoulder, just stared at her angrily.

It's been a long time. Mo couldn't help but say, ‘What on earth do you want to do?'

He lowered his head. Within 0.01 seconds, Mo said, ‘Believe it or not, I'll cut off your lips and stir-fry a dish.'

He paused and pressed his head on her shoulder. ‘Mo, I lost.'

Mo didn't understand for a short while. 'What did you lose? Money?'

Fu Pei sighed, ‘I broke up with w.a.n.g Shan. Shall we be together? You live with me after graduation. We would have a good time.'

It took three seconds for Mo to react, then she slowly lifted her knee and gave Fu Pei a hard push on his stomach. Fu Pei crouched down and covered his stomach with a choked cry.

Mo looked down at him. ‘I thought you were at most uncertain, but I didn't think you were inhumane!'

Fu Pei managed to straighten up his waist: ‘Are you enough? Why am I inhumane? Didn't I just like you?'

Mo took a deep breath: ‘What did you do with w.a.n.g Shan yesterday?'

Fu Pei was uncomfortable with evasive eyes. ‘What did she say?'

‘She said nothing but you were a good person.' Looking at his guilty manner, Mo's heart suddenly became very bright.

Fu Pei's eyes flashed with disdain and hummed, ‘I'm really a good person compared to her.'

Mo's ear sharply heard something, she suppressed for a long time to the rushing fire. What's your thing? To speak ill of the girl behind her back. ‘You just rolled away with her all night yesterday, but today you said she's not a good person. What's your thing?'

Fu Pei was also angry: ‘I was just outwitted by her!'

Mo really wanted to slap him down: ‘Could a girl force you to do that if you were not willing?'

Fu Pei suddenly laughed strangely. ‘You just think of me like that?' Haha, I'm not a high-minded person either. I'm not a man if I could stand that when she took off her clothes. Just going to bed. In this day and age, do you expect me to marry her and support her?'

The beer she drunk just now began to work. Mo had a nausea. She covered her stomach and retched. Fu Pei came to pull her. She waved his hand and said, ‘Don't touch me.'

He stretched out his hand again to pull her: ‘Don't be cross!'

Mo slapped him with all her strength and said, ‘Don't touch me, nausea!'

Nausea? He grabbed her waving hand and shook it away.

Mo raised her legs to kick him. It's not in vain that she had fought with her brothers at home. He squatted down after a kick from her hard shoe on his calf bone, grabbed Mo with his hand and pulled her down.

Mo fell on the gra.s.s and saw stars in her eyes. Fu Pei immediately pressed her up and began kissing her brainlessly. Mo was stunned, then struggled desperately, turned her head crazily to avoid his lips, and kicked him with her hands and feet. Fu Pei was so annoyed that he pressed her legs hard, grabbed her hands with one hand, pressed them over her head, and sucked down her neck.

It was unknown that how long it took. Mo felt that it had been a century. She felt so tired, exhausted and unable to struggle. Fu Pei's lips were still gnawing on her neck. It was hot, like burning iron which was burning down to her flesh.

She was soft, tired, crying and pleading, ‘Fu Pei, let me go, I beg you, please, Fu Pei, I beg you... Please...'

Fu Pei looked up. She closed her eyes tightly. Tears were seeping out from her shaking eyelashes.

His heart trembled fiercely, collapsed on her drawing out his strength, panting heavily.

Night was dark and the wind was blowing. The boy was breathing while the girl was crying, which made up of a strange sobbing.