Chapter 43: Transformed into a Cat (Thirteen)
It was the first time that He Wenshi experienced the feeling of falling to the bottom and then being pulled back.
After a moment, he found his voice again.
"Pei Song."
Pei Song said "Hmm?"
"Let's make a deal, okay?" He Wenshi exhaled, scratched his hair, and said with both anger and a smile, "Don't breathe heavily when you talk in the future, I was almost scared to death by you."
Pei Song raised the corner of his lips slightly.
"You interrupted me before I finished speaking," he said calmly, "How can you blame me?"
"Okay? Okay? Okay? I don't blame you, it's my fault." He Wenshi didn't care much about this issue, and smiled, "Then what's the deal, wait until the college entrance examination is over?"
He said it himself, but it was still a bit embarrassing to say it again. Pei Song licked his lip and tilted his head uncomfortably.
After a while, He Wenshi heard a very soft "Yeah, I said so."
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After the National Day, the two of them returned to their intense studies.
During this period, He Wenshi suggested that Pei Song should cancel the dormitory and live directly in his apartment.
Pei Song thought about it and still refused.
"I'm afraid it will be distracting." He said.
He Wenshi was playing with his fingers at that time. He paused after hearing the words, then laughed for a long time, and repeated slowly: "Will you be distracted by staying with me?" Pei Song hummed
.
He was indeed distracted.
He was so straightforward that He Wenshi, who wanted to tease him, choked.
He Wenshi turned his head and coughed lightly, and the tip of his ear was slightly red. Then he turned around, raised the corners of his mouth, and pretended to be nonchalant and said "oh".
Happy.
Although the second year of high school was not as stressful as the third year, there were still many large and small exams. I don’t know if it was due to metaphysics, but every time the scores came out, Pei Song would always score a few points lower than He Wenshi.
At first, Pei Song thought it was because of his weakness in Chinese, but after he gradually made up for it, he would still score one or two points lower than He Wenshi due to various factors. He
never failed to overtake him, as if he was under a spell.
Pei Song: "..."
Pei Song looked at the ranking list without any expression, tapping the table with his index finger, and his lips were flat. He was very
unhappy.
When he was unhappy, he didn't want to pay attention to someone who was ranked above him, and he could hold his breath for several days and ignore them.
As a result, He Wenshi was so scared every time he took an exam.
He Wenshi thought about whether he should secretly let go and deliberately make a few mistakes in the exam, but then he thought that if Pei Song knew about it, he would probably die even more miserably.
He Wenshi covered his paper, trying to change the subject, and coaxed him skillfully: "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make you fish soup? Do you want some snacks?"
Although he has passed the transition period, Pei Song still needs to be a cat for at least two days a month to stabilize himself. During these two days, he will live in He Wenshi's apartment. Today is just the time for him to stabilize.
"No need." Pei Song's tone became more and more flat, and he even sneered with an ambiguous meaning, "You are so good, how can I afford to eat what you make."
He Wenshi: "."
Pei Song was unhappy, but he knew that it was not He Wenshi's fault, but his own ability.
But he still felt a little depressed.
Pei Song curled his lips.
He had only one way to solve his depression, and that was to double the paper.
If he couldn't be the first, it must be because he didn't work hard enough.
He Wenshi originally thought that after they confessed, even if Pei Song hadn't agreed yet, he would soon be able to live a happy campus life of hugging and sticking to his deskmate every day.
But in reality, Pei Song would only give him a look that said "please don't disturb me while I'm studying" when he got close to him.
In the past, he could still rely on Pei Song, but now, if he just leaned on his shoulder, Pei Song would think he was in the way and push him aside to concentrate on memorizing and doing exercises.
He Wenshi: "..."
Tsk.
At the end of the last semester, Pei Song had been working part-time in a coffee shop during the winter vacation. He Wenshi would come over and order a cup of coffee when he had nothing to do, waiting for Pei Song to get off work. The two would walk together for a while under the street lights, and then walk back shoulder to shoulder.
Sometimes Pei Song would take him back to the apartment, and sometimes he would take Pei Song home.
On New Year's Eve, Pei Song asked for leave from the coffee shop owner in advance, went to the small commodity market to shop around and buy some things before going home.
"Mom." Pei Song opened the door and saw a pair of women's shoes at the door. He knew that someone had returned and called out. A
voice came from the kitchen, and soon a woman came out.
Zhang Huilan was wearing a simple apricot sweater and a single ponytail. She had a gentle temperament. Although she was almost fifty years old, she still had a glimpse of her beauty when she was young.
The owner of the house where she worked paid a high salary, but basically did not give holidays. The mother and son could only see each other once a year during the Chinese New Year.
She smiled at Pei Song: "Songsong is back. Just in time, the meal is ready."
Pei Song nodded, put down the things in his hands, and quickly walked into the kitchen to help bring out the food.
Both mother and son were not talkative, and they were quiet when they got along.
The background sound of the TV Spring Festival Gala echoed in the living room. When the New Year's Eve dinner was almost over, Zhang Huilan suddenly put down her chopsticks and clenched her hands nervously.
"Songsong."
She called out first.
Pei Song was still eating and raised his eyes: "Hmm?"
Zhang Huilan pursed her lips slightly and took a deep breath: "Well, mom wants to tell you something."
Zhang Huilan's husband died early, and she worked in other places for many years to support her children. She also met a good man and now has the idea of starting a family again.
"He has helped me a lot..." Speaking of this, Zhang Huilan still felt a little embarrassed, "A few days ago, he proposed to me."
Before Pei Song could speak, she hurriedly added:
"Of course, I will definitely take your opinion as the main one. Mom hasn't been by your side for so many years. I haven't seen how you grew up. It's really..." Zhang Huilan's voice was a little choked up when she said the last part.
"Mom, you don't have to worry about me," Pei Song interrupted her after hearing this, and smiled slightly, "You have worked the hardest for so many years. Since that uncle is a good person and you like him, of course I support him." "
And I also want to tell you something," Pei Song paused, and decided to talk about the matter first, "I have someone I like."
Zhang Huilan heard this before she completely came out of her emotions just now. She was not a particularly old-fashioned person. On the contrary, Pei Song was excellent since he was a child. She was worried that he was too tense and didn't like to play and make trouble like other children.
"Oh..." She laughed, and she also had some gossip about her son's affairs, "What kind of girl is that? Is she in the same class with you, or..."
"It's a boy."
The table suddenly became quiet.
The atmosphere of silence spread, and Pei Song tightened his hand holding the chopsticks and looked at his mother.
"Ah, a boy? Ah, that's good too."
Zhang Huilan was stunned at first, but then she smiled and her eyes were filled with tenderness.
Seeing Pei Song's face tense, she reached out and gently stroked the side of his face, "Don't worry, now the same-sex marriage law has been promulgated, and mom is not such a traditional person. You have been too tense since you were a child," Zhang Huilan smiled, "It's good to have someone to accompany you."
"Are you sure it's him?" Zhang Huilan asked.
Pei Song's originally tense heart gradually relaxed and he hummed.
Zhang Huilan smiled and said, "That's good."
...
After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, Pei Song helped wash the dishes, looked at the time, and told Zhang Huilan that he was going out.
No one knows a child better than his mother. Zhang Huilan guessed at once: "Are you going to see that child?"
Pei Song hummed.
"He has a bad relationship with his family and lives alone."
Zhang Huilan nodded: "Then I have to go."
"Then will you come back at night?" Zhang Huilan thought of something, her eyes suddenly turned worried, "Mom doesn't object to your love, but don't learn from those young masters, who are so young..." She swallowed the word back, "Even if you have to do that, you have to take precautions, understand?" Pei Song
: "..."
His mouth twitched slightly: "Mom, I'm just going to give him something, and I'll be back after delivering it."
Although he didn't have to worry about his mother's objection to his relationship with He Wenshi, he didn't have to be so open.
"..." Zhang Huilan blinked, "Oh..."
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when he went out. Pei Song was already familiar with the way to He Wenshi's apartment, but when he was halfway there, it started to snow. Pei
Song didn't bring an umbrella, and when he arrived at the apartment, a layer of fine snow had already fallen on his black hair, neck and shoulders.
After ringing the doorbell and waiting for several minutes, someone finally came to open the door.
He Wenshi had just taken a shower and came out of the bathroom.
When he heard the doorbell, He Wenshi's first reaction was that Pei Song had come, but knowing that he was going home tonight to have New Year's Eve dinner with his mother, he thought it was impossible.
If it was the group of people from the He family who were still harassing him without knowing what was good for him...
He Wenshi wiped his hair and walked over with a cold face.
But as soon as the door opened, an unexpected figure appeared in front of him.
"He Wenshi," the man said, "Happy New Year."
The thin and tall boy stood in the corridor and met his eyes. His voice was light, and the coldness of the winter night still remained on the ends of his hair. The warm orange corridor light fell on his eyebrows and eyes, making him look particularly good.
He Wenshi was stunned for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses and quickly pulled the person into the house.
It was not a good time to take a taxi on New Year's Eve. Pei Song walked all the way here and was frozen by the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month, so that his nose and fingers were red. He Wenshi quickly patted the snow off his body, and ran to find a hot water bottle to cover him. After he warmed him up, he asked.
"Aren't you going back to have New Year's Eve dinner with your mother? Why are you here?"
Pei Song didn't say anything, but looked around the apartment first.
As he expected, He Wenshi's apartment was cold and deserted. There was no New Year's Eve dinner or Spring Festival couplets, and there was no atmosphere of the New Year.
Pei Song raised the things in his hand. Those were the Spring Festival couplets he bought from the coffee shop after work in the afternoon. They were all red, and looked warm and lively. He said, "I'm here to decorate your apartment."
He Wenshi opened his mouth.
He suddenly leaned over, hugged Pei Song in his arms, suppressed some impulse and rubbed his cheek with his nose, and said with a smile: "Classmate, why are you so nice? I like you so much."
Pei Song was tickled by him, shrank slightly, turned his head slightly away from him, and looked over again, "He Wenshi," he said, "You haven't replied to my Happy New Year."
He Wenshi thought Pei Song's inexplicable persistence was so cute.
"Yes, classmate," he laughed briefly, paused, and said in a very light and soft voice, "Happy New Year."
...
Time passed very quickly. After entering the third year of high school, he got up early and went to bed late. The busy time passed in the blink of an eye.
On the day when the college entrance examination results came out, both of them were a little nervous.
Pei Song was nervous about his ranking.
He Wenshi was nervous that if he scored one or two points higher than Pei Song, would Pei Song be so angry that she would break up with him on the spot.
On the afternoon of the day when the college entrance examination ended, he went to find Pei Song to fulfill his promise. He had only been Pei Song's boyfriend for a month, and he couldn't get enough of hugging and kissing.
If he really stopped for a month, it would be too miserable for him.
Both of them were firmly in the top 50 in the province, and their rankings were blocked for three days compared to other candidates. Although their teachers, schools, and university admissions offices had contacted them, for some strange sense of ritual, Pei Song refused them to tell him the rankings, and did not allow He Wenshi to know. During these three days, all messages were blocked, waiting for him to check.
"Same..." The time to check the scores has not yet arrived, and He Wenshi wants to come over to make up for some goodwill.
Pei Song stared at the time, raised his hand and pushed his face aside: "Don't talk to me first."
He Wenshi, whose face was pushed aside: "..."
became even more nervous.
When the time came, Pei Song entered his information. When the page jumped, he didn't look at the score first, but looked at the ranking first.
Taking a deep breath, Pei Song pursed his lips and looked over.
A number that popped up on the page made him very satisfied.
Ranking: 1
Pei Song's clenched fist loosened, and he felt comfortable instantly.