Gu Mingxiâs IV drip was nearly finished. Pang Qian was about to call someone over, when a young nurse walked over. As she was changing Gu Mingxiâs medicine, she realized that Pang Qian was sitting right there. âAre you this studentâs friend?â
âYeah, I am.â Pang Qian nodded her head. The nurse said, âI say, how can this student come for his IV alone? And itâs so cold out, but he came wearing flip flops. Isnât he afraid heâll get more sick?â
She glanced down and smiled. âOh, youâre awake. Yeah, I was talking about you.â
Pang Qian looked over. Gu Mingxi had already opened his eyes. Lying in the infusion chair, he turned his head to look at her.
After the nurse left, Pang Qian sat up and stared at Gu Mingxiâs bare feet. She kept staring, and then reached out her hand to grab his foot. Good thing that the infusion room had heating, so his foot wasnât much colder than normal.
Gu Mingxi withdrew his feet from her hold. âWhy did you come?â
âWhy do you think? Pang Qian was angry again. âWhat do you mean by this, Gu Mingxi? Didnât we agree that youâd wait until I came back, and Iâd come to the hospital with you? I didnât come back late either. I got home at 3:30! Why did you run off to the hospital on your own?â
As she spoke, she started tugging at Gu Mingxiâs s.h.i.+rt. He only had on one cotton sweater. Then she tried to pull his pants, but Gu Mingxi wouldnât let her. âDonât look, Iâm not wearing the cotton pants underneath, okay! Iâm not cold!â
âNot cold?!â Pang Qian huffed. âYouâre only wearing one sweater. You have a fever and youâre coughing, donât you know! If my dad finds out, heâll definitely scold me! And youâre not wearing shoes! Why arenât you wearing shoes?! You think itâs summer time right now! I know that you need your toes to do things, but couldnât you have just waited for me to come home? You donât have arms! How can you just go to the hospital by yourself! I was nearly scared to death, do you know!â
âI left you a note.â Gu Mingxi bit his lip. Looking at Pang Qian seriously, he said, âI left it on your desk. Didnât you see it?â
Pang Qian stopped for a moment. She hadnât even thought that Gu Mingxi would leave a note.
With lowered eyes, Gu Mingxi continued, âI donât have arms, but I can still go to the hospital for an IV drip. I admit that not wearing more clothes wasnât that good, and itâs a bit cold, but the shoes⌠I used to wear flip flops in the winter all the time, so Iâm just used to it. At worst, theyâll just get a bit frostbitten. Itâs not the first time.â
Pang Qian, ââŚâ
Gu Mingxi slowly turned to look at her, being careful with the needle in his neck. He looked like he was suffering a bit, as if Pang Qian had bullied him again. He said, âIâve already brought a lot of trouble to you guys, staying at your house. Auntie had to wash my clothes, Uncle had to cook congee for me. I even took your bed to sleep in. So I didnât want to stop you from going to play.â
After a pause, he said, âPang Pang, I always thought that you didnât mind that I didnât have arms.â
Pang Qian gaped at him.
Gu Mingxi smiled and continued, âBut it seems likeâŚyouâre like everyone else, concerned about it.â
Before, Pang Qian had a lot of words to say. But after hearing Gu Mingxiâs words, she suddenly found herself without the strength, unsure of how to explain it.
She really wanted to tell him that she didnât mind that he didnât have arms, but he was sick right now. When youâre sick, isnât it a matter of course that thereâs someone there to help you? She was very willing to help, she didnât mind at all. She was angry because he was acting under an âact now, deal with it laterâ att.i.tude, not because he didnât have arms and needed someone to help him.
When Gu Mingxiâs IV drip was done, it was already 6 oâclock. Pang Qian helped him tidy his things and carried his backpack for him, and then they walked out together. When they pa.s.sed by the reception desk of the hospital, a young nurse waved at him. âYouâre going? If you come back on your own tomorrow, feel free to call me. Iâll be here tomorrow.â
Gu Mingxi smiled and nodded to her, âMm, thank you.â
When they got outside, Pang Qian asked, âYou know that nurse?â
âNot really. When I came in, I explained my situation to her, and she helped me a bit in the transfusion room.â Gu Mingxi smiled at Pang Qian. âActually, there are a lot of nice people outside [in the world]. When I need help, most people are willing to help, so Iâm not at all scared of going out by myself.â
âAlright, thatâs enough. Iâll come with you tomorrow.â Pang Qianâs expression soured. âGu Mingxi, you definitely have some kind of problem. Youâre rather have strangers help you than let me help you? Whatâs my relations.h.i.+p with you?! I! I! How many years have I spent with you?!â
She didnât know where this burst of anger came from either. When she got to the end of her tirade, her eyes were red.
Pang Qian huffily went over to the bike racks and unlocked her bike. Gu Mingxi followed after her a bit helplessly. âPang PangâŚâ
Pang Qian ignored him, standing up straight, walking her bike out the hospital gates. Gu Mingxi walked next to her, occasionally turning to look at her, âPang Pang, donât be angry.â
âHmph!â
âI know that I wasnât right, but I really left a note.â
âYouâre mentioning the note again?!â
Gu Mingxi curled his lips, âI really left one. Youâre the one who didnât see it.â
âYouâre so annoying!â Pang Qian was so angry that she tried to kick him, but Gu Mingxi jumped out of the way.
He laughed, âAlright, I apologize. Donât be angry.â
Pang Qian stopped in her tracks, then turned to look at him. She spit out two words, âGet. On.â
Gu Mingxi looked at her doubtfully.
âI said, get on the bike. Itâs a half hour walk from here back home.â Pang Qian pat the backseat on her bike. âHurry up, Iâll take you home. My dadâs probably already home, making dinner.â
âNo!â Gu Mingxi shook his head, refusing. âYou can ride your bike back. Iâll just walk.â
Pang Qian glared at him fiercely, âIâm. Getting. Angry. Again!â
Gu Mingxi, ââŚâ
âHmph!â Pang Qian turned back around, tossing her braids. With a huff, âHmph! Getting on my nerves! Hmph!â
She turned back to look at him once more. Her mouth turned down, she rolled her eyes slowly. âHmph! No conscience! Hmph!â
Gu Mingxi, ââŚâ
Five minutes later, Pang Qian brought Gu Mingxi home, riding her bike all the way into the Golden Compound.
It was dusk, and the sky was already dark. The wind was blowing, the street lights were on. Pang Qian rode her bike and was becoming soaked in her sweat. Cold wind blew at them from the front. Gu Mingxi was hidden behind Pang Qian, so he didnât feel it was cold at all.
Pang Qian could take others around on a bike. All the grown-up kids at the compound could. But giving a ride to Gu Mingxi was a bit more trouble. Pang Qian pedaled on, and the bike swung back and forth a bit. Gu Mingxi sat on the low back seat of her bike, his long legs bent. The people they rode past were greeted with such a surprising sight, and Gu Mingxiâs face turned red as a tomato.
âGu Mingxi,â the driver girl called. The pa.s.senger gave a sound of acknowledgment. The driver girl asked, âHave you ever given me a ride on a bike?â
Gu Mingxi thought for a moment, âDoesnât seem like it.â
âHave you ever given someone else a ride?â
âNo.â
âDo you still have your bike?â
âYeah, itâs in the parking shed at the new house. I havenât ridden it in a long time.â
âYou should give me a ride.â
ââŚâ Gu Mingxi smiled and answered a bit bashfully, âOkay.â
A while laterâŚ
âPang Pang! Stop!â the pa.s.senger called out to the driver girl. The driver girl asked, âWhat is it?â
The pa.s.senger said, slightly vexed, âOne of my flip flops fell off!â
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The third night that Gu Mingxi slept at Pang Qianâs house, he still slept on the bed, and Pang Qian slept on the floor. He felt much better that day, so lying in bed, he chatted with Pang Qian.
They talked about when they were younger. Kindergarten, primary school, junior high⌠Pang Qian talked about w.a.n.g Tingting, Zhang Wei, Sun Mingfang, which high schools they were at, how their first semester exams went. Gu Mingxi talked about Jian Zhe, Liu Hanlin, his friends of nine years. When he moved, he also invited the two of them over to visit.
âw.a.n.g Tingting is still at Origin of Flight (they had a connecting high school),â Pang Qian said. âShe called me over winter break and said that Teacher Cao was pregnant. Aiya, Gu Mingxi, do you know, I really didnât like Teacher Cao. When my test scores were bad, she didnât even know who I was. When I did well, she accused me of cheating. When my scores started improving again, she treated me like a precious student. It makes me disgusted when I think about it. What a sn.o.b.â
On the bed, Gu Mingxi responded, âMm.â
Pang Qian continued, âI still like Teacher Dai more. Sheâs the best teacher that Iâve ever had, and sheâs pretty. When my scores were bad, she never talk to me with an att.i.tude. Hey, what do you think?â
There was no response from the bed.
Pang Qian slowly sat up and kneeled on the floor to look at Gu Mingxi. He was sleeping, his head turned to the side, his eyelashes covering the bottom of his eyes. It was a very serene scene.
Pang Qian looked at him with her chin in her hands. It was without a doubt that Gu Mingxi had a good looking face. In Cla.s.s 2, a lot of girls called him handsome.
Handsome to what extent?
âIf Gu Mingxi had arms, he would definitely be more handsome than Xie Yi,â one girl said.
Pang Qian didnât understand though, what having arms had to do with being handsome. If having arms made something handsome, then centipedes must be the most handsome things in the world.
So who did Pang Qian think was handsome?
Zheng Qiaoqiao asked her this question. âCrab, do you think Xie Yi or Gu Mingxi is more handsome?â
Pang Qian didnât even need to think before responding, âOf course itâs Xie Yi.â
The hospital gave Gu Mingxi three days worth of medicine. Pang Qian accompanied him to go for his last IV drip. They two of them took the bus.
On walk from the bus stop back to the Golden Compound, Pang Qian saw a peddler selling candied fruit skewers. She bought one and ate at it slowly. She even graciously let Gu Mingxi eat two pieces.
When they got back to the compound gate, Pang Qian brought the skewer in front of Gu Mingxi and he took a bite of Chinese hawthorn fruit. As he was chewing, someone called out to him.
âMingxi.â
Gu Mingxi and Pang Qian both lifted their heads. Gu Guoxiang stood at the compound gate, a smoke in one of his hands. Behind him was his black Santana car.
Gu Guoxiang wore a crisp black coat, his hair tidy and neat, a pair of gla.s.ses resting on his nose. Although he was middle-aged, he might be able to pa.s.s for a 30-something. Tall and towering, with a refined, elegant air.
Pang Qian always thought that Gu Guoxiang was very handsome, and was envious that Gu Mingxi had such a father. Her dad, Pang Shuisheng, was short with a round belly. His hair was course like a scrubbing brush, and because he smoked, his teeth were stained yellow.
But seeing Gu Guoxiang now, Pang Qian didnât think he was handsome at all. She only felt disgust and scorn. She looked at him coldly. Gu Mingxi swallowed the piece of Chinese hawthorn and looked at Gu Guoxiang hesitatingly.
Gu Guoxiang put out his cigarette and said, âGo up and collect your things. Iâll take you home.â
Pang Qian boldly asked, âUncle, youâre not coming upstairs?â
âNo, Qian Qian. I just came down after talking with your dad already.â Gu Guoxiang smiled, âI got you a present. I left it with your dad. Thank you for taking care of Gu Mingxi these few days.â
Gu Mingxi and Pang Qian walked up the stairs together. As Pang Qian helped him pack up his things, the two of them were both quiet. Gu Mingxi didnât have a lot of stuff. He came with the one backpack and he left with the one backpack. Pang Qian stuffed the medicine from the hospital into his bag and said, âYou have to keep taking your medicine. Donât forget it.â
Nod.
âAnd drink more water, even if it means you need to use the bathroom more often.â
âMm, I know.â
âDonât work on your homework too late. Sleep earlier.â
âMm.â
Pang Qian helped Gu Mingxi put his backpack onto his shoulders, and then the two of them walked outside together. Gu Mingxi was sitting on the stool as he put on his shoes, while Pang Qian crouched down on the floor to help him tie his laces. Then she put his flip flops into his bag.
âDonât wear your flip flops, really. Your feet will get frozen.â
Gu Mingxi turned to look at her, âIâm going. Thanks for these few days, Pang Pang.â
Pang Qian smiled, âHmph! What is there between the two of us?â
Gu Mingxi also smiled. Pang Shuisheng walked over and told him a few words. Basically that he didnât need to bother with his parentsâ matters, that the adults would take care of it themselves.
Pang Shuisheng rubbed Gu Mingxiâs hair. He said, âMingxi ah, just remember this one thing. If there are any problems with your parents, itâs not because of you. If they treat you unwell, you can just come here. I have an extra room here. We can clean it up, and you can stay there, no problem. Iâve always thought of you as my own son. A kid as good as you, there really arenât many in this world. Look at Qian QianâŚâ
He walked out the door and down the stairs. Pang Qian stood in front of their house door and looked down the stairs. When he left the building, she ran over to the balcony, grabbed onto the railing, and looked down. She saw Gu Guoxiang take Gu Mingxiâs backpack from his shoulders and pull open the door for him. Gu Mingxi bent down and got inside.
After the car left the Golden Compound, Pang Qian finally asked her dad, who was smoking at the side, âDad, are Uncle Gu and Auntie Li going to get divorced?â
âI donât know.â Pang Shuisheng shook her head.
Pang Qian asked, âIf they get divorced, what will happen with Gu Mingxi?â
Pang Shuisheng heaved a sigh. âYes⌠No matter what else, the one whoâs done no wrong is Gu Mingxi.â