On Friday, s.h.i.+ Yan waited for the letter before he went home. On his journey back, he had already ruminated over hundreds of ideas in his head, and every one of them revolved around He Nuo. He managed to arrive at his school the moment cla.s.ses ended. When He Nuo walked out of the school, he merely nodded when he saw s.h.i.+ Yan and gave him an almost imperceptible smile before he continued walking forward. s.h.i.+ Yan was so angry that he strode over and pulled He Nuo away, while the latter said earnestly, "What's the matter? Let's talk as we walk ba, I have several papers I need to finish tonight. Laos.h.i.+ will be going through the answers tomorrow, so they can't be delayed."

"I have something to ask you."

"Un, what is it?"

"Did you hook up with someone else?"

When He Nuo heard that, he paused, then answered s.h.i.+ Yan, "I don't quite understand why you're standing here? And what I don't understand even more is why you're asking such a question? But I do want to tell you, s.h.i.+ Yan, I'm very thankful that you gave me the opportunity to resume cla.s.ses. If it's not too much to ask, is it okay if you don't take this chance back? The college entrance examination is in 40 days, my time is really tight with my studies. If you don't agree to giving me this opportunity, I can return it to you1; but if you agree to my request, I would like to focus on the examination. I don't want it to be like last year when I had to hear and see some baffling affairs."

s.h.i.+ Yan's heart had been lingchi-ed2 by He Nuo's words. This busy and clear person was making a humble request — since when has He Nuo ever pleaded with someone like this before? Or rather, since when has He Nuo ever made a request before?

All of the hatred in his sea of rage and the malicious rebukes he wanted to utter became groundless as it vanished. What replaced them were feelings of guilt: he didn't give He Nuo the chance to resume cla.s.ses, he was the one who caused him to resume cla.s.ses.

"Do you agree (to give me this opportunity)?" He Nuo's voice softened, "I won't have another chance after this."

s.h.i.+ Yan stared at He Nuo and didn't say anything as his heart ached for him. After the first time s.h.i.+ Yan applied medicinal cream for him, he couldn't bear to let He Nuo suffer any grievances or harm anymore, so He Nuo's words were undoubtedly like a barbed whip that was flogging s.h.i.+ Yan.

He didn't get s.h.i.+ Yan's reply, so He Nuo seemed to become a little nervous. He tried to do his best for the sake of his future, "I really cherish this chance to resume cla.s.ses. Studying can be quite arduous, I've been working very hard. I, for our first mock examination, I was ranked 2nd; in May I was ranked 1st," This kind of bragging made He Nuo's face flush red with unease, "So, I'm a bit reluctant to give it up. I, I'd like to ask you, to please, please agree," He Nuo's voice was trembling as he wasn't used to making requests.

"Nuonuo, Nuonuo." s.h.i.+ Yan hugged him tight. If his previous words had carved out b.l.o.o.d.y wounds in s.h.i.+ Yan's heart; then his latter words kneaded and crushed his bleeding heart into mush. s.h.i.+ Yan felt like being turned into dust wouldn't hurt as much as the pain he was feeling right now, "Nuonuo, you'll definitely pa.s.s! Definitely!"

He Nuo pushed s.h.i.+ Yan away and took two steps back, "Thank you, I'll repay you after I'm done being busy for the next forty days." He Nuo gave s.h.i.+ Yan a bow before he turned around and left.

With an empty embrace and outstretched hands, s.h.i.+ Yan turned utterly silly.

This was the longest and darkest night that s.h.i.+ Yan had ever spent. He Nuo — would he ever be able to pull out this thorn in his heart? On Sat.u.r.day, s.h.i.+ Yan rested at home listlessly as he looked at the ceiling in a daze. When the phone rang at 4pm, he was so startled that he jumped up from the sofa. w.a.n.g Feng had returned. s.h.i.+ Yan complained as he asked him why he didn't accompany him back yesterday. w.a.n.g Feng actually didn't plan on coming back, but Qiu Linsong's family car had gone over so they hitched a ride back. w.a.n.g Feng wanted to go pick up He Nuo from school; he thought that s.h.i.+ Yan was willing to come back because he had reconciled with He Nuo, so since it was the weekend, they could celebrate their reconciliation by having a meal together.

As soon as s.h.i.+ Yan heard that, he wanted to fabricate a reason to reject him, because he really didn't dare to experience He Nuo's pleas again. His words of courtesy could kill even though they had no concrete form, s.h.i.+ Yan was afraid that he might go crazy if he heard them again. But w.a.n.g Feng said that it was Ah Song who suggested to have dinner together, so s.h.i.+ Yan immediately changed his clothes and left. He met up with the w.a.n.g Feng who was waiting at the intersection before they went to their high school. During the weekend, students rushed out the moment their cla.s.ses ended. When He Nuo and Qiu Linsong came out to get their bike, w.a.n.g Feng and s.h.i.+ Yan saw two people who were chatting happily as they walked. Qiu Linsong had one foot on the ground as he waited for He Nuo to sit down at the back properly before he rode off. w.a.n.g Feng greeted them. The He Nuo who was sitting at the back responded, then smiled politely at s.h.i.+ Yan.

w.a.n.g Feng didn't see He Nuo jump off to sit on s.h.i.+ Yan's bike, so he hesitated for a moment. He thought that since they had just reconciled, they might still feel awkward with one another, so he tried to adjust the atmosphere as he complained about his hunger, "Let's eat a bit earlier today, hurry hurry."

Qiu Linsong picked a place, and Qin Mingxu went home to pack his things before he would meet them at the restaurant. The funniest thing happened when they were choosing their seats after everyone entered the room they had reserved. w.a.n.g Feng was used to sitting next to s.h.i.+ Yan, and Qiu Linsong casually sat next to w.a.n.g Feng, but He Nuo actually sat beside Qiu Linsong. w.a.n.g Feng was about to call He Nuo over, but Qin Mingxu chuckled as he sat on the other side of s.h.i.+ Yan. This round table had eight seats. w.a.n.g Feng blamed this guy for playing gooseberry, "You have a big a.s.s, come over here."

"I won't." Qin Mingxu squinted his eyes. He knew what his intention was, but he didn't want to move.

"Why is your f.u.c.king a.s.s so heavy…"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter where we sit. Start ordering, aren't you hungry?" s.h.i.+ Yan interrupted.

This meal had suffocated w.a.n.g Feng to death. He learnt a lesson today: it wasn't easy being the good guy. The atmosphere around the table was strange; s.h.i.+ Yan kept staring at He Nuo, and he stared at him with the kind of gaze that made him look like he wanted to gobble He Nuo up. Yet when He Nuo looked up, his line of sight would drift away. He Nuo appeared to be sitting on pins and needles — it was as if he had forgotten that he needed to pick up some side dishes as he ate, and it was Qiu Linsong who often got the side dishes for him. All you could hear were his thanks in return. And there was a Qin Mingxu who seemed to fear that the world wasn't chaotic enough as he kept adding fuel to the fire — he would either ask about the resumption of He Nuo's cla.s.ses, or discuss with s.h.i.+ Yan about whether or not his girlfriend was hot enough. No matter how hard w.a.n.g Feng tried to create an opportunity for s.h.i.+ Yan to say something to He Nuo, his efforts would always be reduced to naught by this "brute".

They were about to go their separate ways after the meal. w.a.n.g Feng didn't want to put in any more futile efforts. He wasn't going to be so stupid as to suggest that s.h.i.+ Yan should send He Nuo back — he knew that they hadn't reconciled yet, so he wasn't going to eat this meal that was difficult to swallow. Yet the person at the dinner table who hadn't spoken a single word to He Nuo actually spoke up and said that he would send He Nuo home. And He Nuo sat on his bicycle's backseat without any objection. That was when w.a.n.g Feng felt like he hadn't eaten this meal in vain.

When he sent He Nuo to his doorstep, s.h.i.+ Yan asked, "Can I go in?"

"Sure."

After they entered, he greeted He Nuo's family and exchanged pleasantries with them, then they went to He Nuo's room. He Nuo poured a cup of water for him before quietly sitting at one side as if he was awaiting trial.

1. He Nuo is saying 'nin' here again, which is the formal version of saying you. Makes him sound really distant↩

2. Lingchi = an old form of capital punishment that can be called "Death by a Thousand Cuts", where someone is killed by slowly slicing off bits and pieces of their flesh↩