“But…that doesn’t count as anything,” Duan Yuche yanked Cao Feng’s hand off. “We were just playing a game.”
“What kind of friends play like this?” Cao Feng finally understood why Duan Shumin had made Duan Yuche transfer to another school, and why he had specifically told Cao Feng: “He doesn’t listen in class, so if he sleeps in class it doesn’t matter. Just don’t let him skip class. Once he skips class, he’ll go out and play with that bad choice of friends. Xiao Feng, if you find him skipping class, call Uncle right away.”
It seemed that Duan Shumin also knew that Duan Yuche’s friends were not good people.
“Xiao Che, promise me that you won’t play like that in the future.” Cao Feng stood up, gripping Duan Yuche’s wrist with one hand.
“You want to control who I make friends with?” Duan Yuche scowled.
“Ge isn’t controlling you making friends, I just don’t want you to go astray.” Cao Feng thought, didi is such a good kid, how can he get mixed up with those kinds of people?
“What right do you have to control me?”
“I’m not controlling you. I know that my words have no importance. But if you don’t listen to me, you should listen to your dad, right?” Cao Feng’s tone was a little unstable, and he stood in that private room with the flickering lights, both sides refusing to back down.
Duan Yuche’s expression turned cold for a moment: “So you’re going to tell my dad again? You’re the one who’s unreasonable, rushing in and beating people like an insane person! I really should’ve let them call the police and arrest you!”
Cao Feng was so upset that he couldn’t speak: “Call the police, call the police and arrest me, but you have to listen to me. If you make friends with bad people, sooner or later it will go wrong.”
“…You’re nuts!” Duan Yuche turned away and left angrily. “It’s my right to make whatever kind of friends I want!” As long as he could make friends, and have friends, Duan Yuche would feel very happy. It didn’t matter whether those friends were bad people or not. But it was impossible for Cao Feng to understand how he felt.
And what Duan Yuche hated the most was others interfering with his life under the banner of “for his own good”. They just didn’t know what was good for him.
Duan Yuche shook off Cao Feng’s arm, picked up his denim jacket and the gift his friends gave him, and ran out. Cao Feng chased after him, calling: “Didi, didi.”
Cao Feng was a long-distance running champion, and within a few steps he caught up with Duan Yuche. Cao Feng grabbed his arm and said, “Come home with gege.”
“I won’t go back!” Duan Yuche’s rebellious attitude resurfaced, and he tried to shake Cao Feng off with an irritable expression. But when he turned his head, he saw Cao Feng’s neck covered with blood.
Cao Feng’s expression was very determined, as if he would never let him go even if he died. There were green and purple bruises and marks on his face from the beating, and his eyelids were uneven and unbelievably swollen. In his deep gaze, there was a hint of hoping Duan Yuche would stay.
“Listen to me, come home with gege.” Cao Feng said again.
Duan Yuche stared at him, pursed his lips tightly, and was silent for a few seconds. He said, “Let’s go to the hospital.”
Cao Feng thought Duan Yuche was injured and became very anxious. “Did I accidentally hit you just now?”
His frantic expression seemed like sarcasm to Duan Yuche. “You’re f*cking bleeding so much. Don’t you feel anything, Cao Feng?”
“I’m bleeding?” It was then that Cao Feng felt the hot liquid flowing from his neck. He reached out and wiped it, and his hand came back covered in blood. “It’s nothing. It was probably poked by the glass. I can put on a plaster and it’ll be fine, let’s just go home.”
“Go…” Duan Yuche really couldn’t help but swear. “Do you have any common sense! Come with me to the hospital for stitches.”
The nearest hospital was only one kilometer away. Cao Feng simply and roughly used his hands to cover the wound, forcefully stopping the bleeding. The two got into a taxi in silence, and the driver couldn’t stop looking at them in the rearview mirror. Then he said, “Kid, do you want to go to the police station?”
Cao Feng shook his head.
What he wanted was to talk to his didi, but his didi wouldn’t pay attention to him. Duan Yuche just lowered his head and texted, and it seemed like he was asking after his friend.
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Duan Yuche asked the driver to go to a different hospital that was only another mile away, and turned to look at Cao Feng: “Can you hold on? Does it hurt?”
Cao Feng said it didn’t hurt. Even though he was bleeding, he didn’t seem to feel anything.
Duan Yuche looked at him incredulously. He thought, this guy must be made of iron.
The driver drove very fast, and arrived at the emergency department of the hospital in a few minutes. He also reminded them: “Go straight in, find a doctor first, then get a queue number.”
Cao Feng apologized to the driver: “I think I accidentally got blood in your car.” He handed him some extra money, which was taken as the car wash fee.
Cao Feng walked into the emergency room. He was tall, dark-skinned, and covered in blood, looking like a savage god.
“Is there a doctor?” Duan Yuche came in. “My friend got injured.”
“How did this happen?” A nurse went to examine him and said, “Such a big wound? It’ll need more than ten stitches. Did you get in a fight?”
Cao Feng said in a low voice, “I saw injustice in the world, a hooligan, he deserved a beating!”
Duan Yuche: “…”
“Why do you have so much nonsense to say? Hurry up and get your stitches.”
Cao Feng ‘En’-ed, and sat down on the hospital bed. The nurse pushed a cart over and began to treat his wound.
The nurse said, “It’ll be slightly painful, bear with it a little.”
As soon as Duan Yuche saw the needle, he felt pain to the point that his teeth were sore. Cao Feng didn’t say anything, and just raised his hand to cover Duan Yuche’s eyes: “Don’t look.”
Duan Yuche closed his eyes obediently. “Does it not hurt?”
“En.” But Cao Feng’s expression showed his endurance, and his other hand held onto his own knee with such force that the veins in his arms and forehead bulged.
Beads of sweat trickled down his scalp.
The nurse was dexterous, but she still took more than a minute to sew, and finally put on a medical dressing: “Change the dressing tomorrow, and come get the stitches removed after seven days.”
The nurse pushed the cart away and closed the curtain.
Duan Yuche yanked a wet paper towel and silently helped Cao Feng wipe the blood on his face and neck.
“Do you dare to go home tonight like this?”
Cao Feng didn’t know either, and shook his head.
“My dad will definitely ask questions when he sees you, let’s make up a reason.”
Cao Feng thought for a while: “I saw a hooligan bullying someone on the street, so I beat him up.”
Duan Yuche: “…”
Cao Feng stared at Duan Yuche’s lowered, long eyelashes, and his unhappy expression. Cao Feng suddenly reached out, and Duan Yuche turned around, thinking that he was trying to touch him again. “What’re you doing?”
“You have cake on your face.”
“Oh, it was from our cake fight just now.”
“Was the cake delicious?” Cao Feng had made a cake at home, and had been waiting the whole time for Duan Yuche to come home.
“Not really.”
Cao Feng fell silent again. He thought, a cake he made himself definitely wouldn’t be as good as one that was purchased.
“Xiao Che, gege wants to ask you something.”
“……ask, then.”
“What’s your relationship with that person, the one who touched you?” Cao Feng’s tone was calm, but there were heavy waves in his eyes.
Duan Yuche wanted to scold him again, and only held back with great difficulty. “Just my friend.”
“Then why…why did you call him gege.”
“I didn’t call him gege, what’s wrong with your hearing!” Duan Yuche shouted, flustered.
“I heard you call him that with my own two ears.”
Duan Yuche finally understood, and was so angry that he could only smile. “That’s his title. Grasshopper, a kind of insect.”
A lightbulb suddenly lit up in Cao Feng’s brain: “Oh, that.” He felt happy.
Cao Feng saw the time on the wall, just after 12 o’ clock, and felt around in his clothes. “Didi, don’t be angry. Come here, sit next to me, don’t stand, I have a present for you, come, let me show you.”
“What is it?”
Cao Feng took out a small box. He had only completed it yesterday, and kept it on with him at all times.
“A birthday present for you.”
“Oh.” Duan Yuche thought that Cao Feng bought it. “Thank you, do you want me to open it now?”
“You can also go home and open it, but let’s open it now, I don’t know if you’ll like it.”
Duan Yuche thought in his heart that things like presents were all gestures of goodwill. No matter what the gift was, he would like it.
He opened the box and saw a miniature crystal ball, as big as the siu mai he usually ate. Round, transparent, and would snow when shaken.
“A crystal ball?” This crystal ball seemed to be different from the ones in boutiques. The base was actually made of metal, and inside the ball weren’t buildings, but a miniature snow-capped mountain. Upon closer inspection, looking at the texture and fake snow, it seemed to be…made of toilet paper.
Cao Feng said: “Look, does it look like the snowy mountains you had in Switzerland?” He had made it according to the photos he found on the Internet, and the snowy mountains shone with a blue glow.
“En…it’s pretty similar.” Actually, it wasn’t close at all.
The corners of Cao Feng’s mouth curled up: “This isn’t just a crystal ball. Look at the bottom. Open it, do you see a spring?”
“Spring?” Duan Yuche picked it up and looked at it, and found that the structure underneath was even more delicate, similar to the gears of a clock. “I see it, what is this?”
“Try turning it twice.”
Duan Yuche listened to him and wound the spring. It was stuck for a few seconds, and then the crystal ball began playing music.
The sound was extremely low. Cao Feng reached out to grab it and placed it at Duan Yuche’s ear: “I tried my best to fix it, but it was too difficult. I don’t know how to make it louder.”
Duan Yuche listened carefully.
The melody was Beethoven’s “Für Elise” – the first piece he ever learned to play.
Feeling strangely calmed down, Duan Yuche asked him: “Did you make it yourself? Banging around in the basement every day, it was to make this? Your invention?”
“En…I also made other things, but most of the time, I was fixing this.” Cao Feng had also figured out the principles of the mechanical music box, and now he could duplicate a mechanical music box with the same function.
Duan Yuche saw Cao Feng in a bit of a new light. Usually he didn’t have any interest in the things that Cao Feng made, but seeing this little gift, he suddenly felt like it was pretty interesting, or at the very least had a lot of care put into it.
He shook the crystal ball, and the snowflakes inside slowly drifted to the bottom. Cao Feng said, “There’s something prettier.” He reached out and moved his didi’s hand in front of the light. Cao Feng squinted his eyes, adjusting the direction, and then said, “Xiao Che, look.”
Duan Yuche lifted his head and looked.
On top of the crystal ball, he saw the light of a rainbow emerge. Even though it was very faint, he did see it. “Eh? Is there a projection on this?”
“No, it’s Newton’s ring.” Cao Feng explained in simple terms. “It’s similar to the principle of a prism.”
“So it’s like that.” Duan Yuche didn’t know physics very well. He only knew that the design was ingenious and also beautiful, and he kept looking at the light.
Cao Feng saw him smile, and did the same. But this tugged at his wound, and it hurt a little. He turned his head and hissed in pain. He asked didi: “Are you still angry?”
“I wasn’t angry.” In the crystal ball, the Swiss snow-capped mountains were snowing heavily. Duan Yuche put it back into the box and looked at Cao Feng: “It’s wrong to hit people. Promise me you won’t hit people in the future.”
“Okay, I promise.” But Cao Feng thought to himself, if he ever met another guy like that, he would still hit him.
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me, now: i was a fool.
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