Previously, Pang Qian rarely did any household ch.o.r.es. Before she entered high school, sheâd lived a very pampered life (lit. ten fingers have never touched the spring water). Even her underclothes were left to Jin Aiâhua to wash. But after the change in her parentsâ work schedules, their formerly stable and ordered life was broken. In order to catch the bus in the mornings, Jin Aiâhua got up at the crack of dawn, and she would return home very late. Although she hadnât asked anything of Pang Qian, Pang Qian really couldnât bear sitting back and seeing her parents come home from a long day of work, to still have to take care of all the ch.o.r.es.
So, when Pang Qian got home, she would sweep and clean the floor, wash and cook rice, and hand wash some clothes. It wasnât something that she tried to take credit for or make known, but Jin Aiâhua still spoke with Pang Shuisheng privately, saying that Qian Qian was growing up and understood a lot more things.
Pang Qian stood at the sink to help Gu Mingxi wash his clothes. They were all undergarments, but she didnât feel there was anything particular about it. At this time, Pang Shuisheng pa.s.sed by the washroom, wearing a coat. The father and daughterâs eyes met. Pang Shuisheng lifted his cellphone and said quietly, âIâm going outside for a smoke, and Iâm going to give Mingxiâs dad a call.â
âDad!â Without a care for the soap all over her hands, Pang Qian reached out to grab a hold of his arm. After thinking for a moment, she said softly, âJust let Uncle Gu know that heâs safe. Donât tell him about all the other stuff.â
Pang Shuisheng looked at his daughter, then hesitatingly asked, âDo you know something?â
Pang Qian bit her lip, then said, âWhen I went over to Gu Mingxiâs house today, I heard Uncle Gu and Auntie Li fighting. It was a really big fight. Thatâs why Gu Mingxi came to our house. Dad, Uncle Gu⌠He seems to be having an affair. And Auntie Li was really hurt. Gu Mingxi told me not to tell you guys, butâŚâ
As Gu Guoxiangâs longtime friend and former coworker, Pang Shuisheng definitely had some ideas about Gu Guoxiangâs private life. He wanted another child, and everyone knew that. But Li Han had problems conceiving. So, a lot of the workers in the factory estimated that the two of them would divorce.
Pang Shuisheng couldnât accept such an outcome, but he was, after all, an outsider in their affairs. And then his own daughter was also linked in many ways to their sonâs disability, so who was he to comment on it.
He only felt wronged for Gu Mingxi. He was such a good boy, and none of this was his fault, but he would be the one to bear the terrible outcome.
Pang Shuishengâs eyes gradually warmed. He pat his daughterâs head and said, âYou did the right thing, telling me about it. Donât worry. When I call Mingxiâs dad, Iâll just let him know that heâs safe. As for everything else, weâll talk about it when both his parents return.â
Pang Qian nodded.
Pang Shuisheng said, âSince youâre on vacation now, spend some more time with Mingxi. Donât bully him anymore, okay?â
Pang Qian pouted. âWhen do I bully him? Iâm even helping him wash his clothes.â
Pang Shuisheng looked at the clothes in the sink and sighed. âYou should be helping him. If not for Mingxi, how could you have gotten into such a good school?â
Pang Qian nodded obediently. Pang Shuisheng was just about leave, when he turned back around. âBut you canât help Gu Mingxi with things like using the toilet again. If he needs help, just tell him to find me. You two arenât little kids anymore, so itâs better to avoid such situations.â
It would have been fine if he hadnât mentioned it. But now that he had mentioned it, Pang Qian recalled that summer, when they were in a public washroom in the Shanghai convention center, and she saw⌠Pang Shuisheng left the house, and Pang Qian went back to was.h.i.+ng Gu Mingxiâs undergarments, but her whole person wasnât quite right.
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When Pang Qian returned to her room, Gu Mingxi had already worked a bit on his homework.
He turned the ceiling light on and sat on the bedding on the floor. His notebook was opened on the floor, the pen in his hand writing nonstop. There were a few sheets of scratch paper to his side, filled with images and formulas. Pang Qian had spent the first several days of winter break very leisurely, but seeing him put in so much effort, a very urgent feeling started to emerge within her.
âWhat are you going?â She sat down on the floor next to Gu Mingxi and looked over at his notebook. Gu Mingxi turned to look at her. Pang Qian had just showered, her wet hair spread over her shoulders, her face flushed, a light scent of shampoo still lingering on her.
He suddenly felt that him sleeping in her room was a terrible idea. His heart grew restless, but he had to use all his efforts to calm himself.
Gu Mingxi couldnât help his toes curling up, as the back of his foot grew taut. He pushed the book towards Pang Qian and said, âI found a math practice book. Every night, I do one exam set.â
Pang Qian took his book to see, âIs it hard?â
âFor you, it might be a bit hard.â
Pang Qian made a face at him, then gave him a shove. âShow off!â
Gu Mingxi was unhappy, âHow was I showing off?â
âYouâre showing off by saying youâre smarter than me!â
âI just put more time into it.â Gu Mingxi smiled. âYouâre actually very smart.â
This delighted Pang Qian. âHaha, you finally realized.â
Gu Mingxi turned away, and said lightly, âBut sometimes, youâre really a bit slow.â
Pang Qian smacked him on his head with the book. âYouâre the slow one!â
It was already very late, and Pang Qian really didnât want to do anymore homework. She picked up a romance novel and lied down on her bed. Gu Mingxi was still going over test papers on the floor. But it was hard for him to concentrate, because every so often, Pang Qian would let out a noise.
As she was reading, she would laugh out loud, âkekekeâ or âhahaha.â It was getting on Gu Mingxiâs nerves, but he could only clench his teeth and endure through it.
Pang Qian also ate snacks â scorched rice. Crunch, crunch, crunch as she chewed happily. Occasionally, she would ask Gu Mingxi, âHey, Gu Mingxi, do you want to eat some? Iâll feed you.â The scorched rice made her thirsty, so she would also drink some cola. After she gulped down the cold cola, she let out a big belch. âAh⌠So refres.h.i.+ng!â
Gu Mingxiâs face was covered in black lines. But he had to endure!
But all that was nothing. Pang Qian also rolled around on her bed, and when she got to a particular spot, she would reach her leg out and kick Gu Mingxiâs back. It was always very sudden, and would give Gu Mingxi a scare. One time, she used so much power that she nearly kicked him over.
When she kicked him, Pang Qian would call out, âFoshan shadow kick!â
Gu Mingxi, ââŚâ
Heâd only completed half of his test paper, but he just gave up.
Pang Qian held her scorched rice, sitting on her bed. She watched as the black-faced Gu Mingxi used his feet to tidy his bedding. She asked, âYouâre not working on your practice problems anymore?â
âMm.â
âAre you saying Iâm noisy?â
ââŚâ
She blinked at him, then said pitifully, âContinue doing your things. I wonât bother you anymore.â
âForget it, itâs already late.â Gu Mingxi looked up at her, not even a tiny bit angry. âGo to sleep.â
When they were was.h.i.+ng up before sleeping, Pang Qian helped Gu Mingxi prepare a new toothbrush, and even helped him squeeze the toothpaste. Gu Mingxi stood in front of the sink, his right foot up on the counter. With toothbrush in foot, he bent over to brush his teeth.
No matter what, it was much more convenient living in his own home compared to Pang Qianâs. So he had to accept Pang Qianâs help. For example, when she helped him hold the cup to rinse after brus.h.i.+ng. In the end, Pang Qian helped him wash his face with a towel.
It had already been a long time since Gu Mingxi asked anyone to help him with such small matters, like was.h.i.+ng his face or brus.h.i.+ng his teeth. Even Li Han wouldnât concern herself with those things. So, when Pang Qian stood in front of him, warmly was.h.i.+ng his face with a towel, a strange feeling started to surface inside his heart. He knew that this would be considered a pretty intimate act. It wasnât something just anyone would be willing to help him with. And he wouldnât accept most peopleâs help.
These were small things that he could do on his own, but he didnât turn away Pang Qianâs help. On the contrary, he quite enjoyed it.
Who told her to kick me earlier? This is her way of making it up to me, Gu Mingxi thought.
The two of them slept in their beds, each with their own delicate thoughts.
Pang Qian was a girl and this was her room. But right now, there was a boy sleeping on her floor. Occasionally, there came the sound of his blankets shuffling, or thereâd be a cough from the floor. His breathing was very steady. And in that dark room, that sound of breathing, which clearly belonged to a boy, sounded very clearly.
Pang Qian felt a bit uneasy inside. Gu Mingxi felt even more uneasy. Even though the matters at home brought him troubles, he was still a teenage boy. He was nearly 17 years old, at at that moment, the thought of the girl sleeping in the bed beside him left his heart throbbing.
Then he felt that his thoughts were getting too dirty, and he felt rather ashamed.
The two of them, one on the bed, one on the floor, were both tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Gu Mingxiâs thoughts were a big mess. And just then, Pang Qian spoke, âGu Mingxi, are you asleep?â
âNo,â he answered.
âThere are some things I want to say to you.â
ââŚâ Her tone was very serious, and it was a bit frightening. Gu Mingxi grew anxious and asked, âWhat is it?â
âI⌠I donât know how to say it.â Pang Qian hugged her blanket and bit her lip. âGu Mingxi, I-IâŚâ
Gu Mingxi waited silently. He was very curious, but didnât press her, giving her all the time she needed.
Pang Qian finally said, âI want to apologize to you.â
Gu Mingxi hadnât expected that, so he asked, âFor what?â
âIâve never apologized to you.â Her voice was apprehensive and she spoke slowly. âThat year, if I hadnât thrown the frisbee onto the transformer, you wouldnât have lost your arms. If you still had your arms, your parents wouldnât be fighting right now. And, even though I know apologizing wonât fix anything, I still never apologized to you. I⌠I didnât dare to. I was scared that you would yell at me. Even though you normally treat me really well, but I really donât know if you blame me, deep inside. I pretended to forget everything that happened back then. But I just didnât dare to think about it, and I didnât dare to talk to you about it. I⌠Gu Mingxi, actually, Iâm not asking you to forgive me. You can blame me if you want, but I still wanted to say this to you today. Gu Mingxi, Iâm sorry.â
There was a very, very long silence.
Tears fell from Pang Qianâs eyes, but she didnât make a sound. She hid her head inside her blankets, unwilling to hear the movement beneath her bed. She wished he was asleep, that he hadnât heard the things sheâd said. She even wished that he would jump up and yell at her. That would probably make her settle down a bit.
There was a sound from the floor, so Pang Qian pulled her blanket away from her eyes and secretly looked over. She was very surprised because Gu Mingxi had really pushed off his blankets and was sitting up.
Pang Shuishengâs pajamas were both thick and velvet-y. He couldnât sleep when he was wearing them, so after the lights were turned off, Gu Mingxi quietly took off the pajamas, leaving only his boxers on.
He sat on top of his bedding, the blanket spread over him, in the dark room. Pang Qian could see his naked body, and though it was only the outline, she could tell that compared to last summer, Gu Mingxiâs body had become much more developed.
His shoulders were broader, his bones were larger. Although he didnât have any bulging muscles, the smooth lines of adolescence were undergoing their final changes before adulthood.
Gu Mingxi kept silent. Then after a long time, he let out a deep breath. He turned to look at Pang Qian, and she immediately puller her blanket back over her head.
Gu Mingxi laughed, a light laughter. With a voice as clear as spring, he said, âWhen you apologize, you should be a bit sincere. Why are you hiding?â
Pang Qian flattened her lips and pulled her covers down. She didnât sit up, but just wriggled around on her bed. Her arms were crossed under her chin as she lied in bed watching him.
This way, their eye levels were about even, though Gu Mingxi was still a bit taller. He smiled faintly at Pang Qian, s.h.i.+ning eyes that could consume someoneâs soul.
Then he leaned forward so that his forehead touched with Pang Qianâs for a moment. Just a moment, then he moved back. Pang Qianâs face suddenly started burning. She looked at him distractedly, and heard him say clearly: