Translated by Twelve_Months_of_May
Xie Yiâs too cool! Heâs just too cool!
Before Christmas, Pang Qian, Wang Tingting and Zhang Wei went to the stationary store to buy Christmas cards. Each of the card booths were piled high with a hill of cards. The three girls crowded around, carefully picking out cards.
Wang Tingting asked Pang Qian, âCrab, how many are you planning to send?â
Pang Qian said, âIâm sending one to all the girls, but for the ones Iâm not close with, Iâll just send them 50 cent ones.â She picked up a really nice looking Korean greeting card and looked at the price sticker. She pointed it out to Wang Tingting, âThis oneâs 2 dollars, Iâll just send it to you guys.â
Zhang Wei said, âThatâs what Iâm thinking too. Oh yeah, Crab, are you sending any to the boys?â
Pang Qian thought for a moment, then said, âIâll probably buy a few. At the least, I have to send one to Gu Mingxi.â
Wang Tingting and Zhang Wei laughed. Pang Qian glared at them, âWhat are you laughing at?!â
Zhang Wei pulled Pang Qianâs hand and asked, âCrab, does Gu Mingxi like you?â
âNo way!â Pang Qian said, taking offense. âHe and I are neighbors. His parents and my parents are coworkers. We just grew up together.â
âThen you already knew him before he lost his arms?â Zhang Wei was Pang Qianâs good friend who she met in junior high. She didnât understand the history of Pang Qian and Gu Mingxi, so she was still very curious about him.
Pang Qian nodded her head after a moment, âMm.â
âOh?â Zhang Wei asked excitedly, âThen, before he lost his arms, what was he like? I heard that his arms were destroyed by an electrical transformer. How can a transformer be that powerful?! Oh, and when he lost his arms, did you see it? Was he in a lot of pain? Did he cry?â
Pang Qian was a bit unhappy, and with a muffled voice, âIâve forgotten.â
Zhang Wei was going to continue asking, but she was stopped by Wang Tingting. Wang Tingting said, âDonât talk about Gu Mingxi anymore. Letâs hurry and pick out our cards. Ah, Zhang Wei, didnât you say that you were going to buy a really pretty card for Xie Yi?â
Zhang Wei blushed and said, âMm. Aside from Xie Yi, I also have to buy a nice one for Gu Mingxi. Crab, do you know what kind of card Gu Mingxi would like?â
Pang Qian, ââ¦â
Zhang Wei asked again, âDo you know what color he likes?â
Of course Pang Qian knew. Gu Mingxiâs favorite color is blue, that kind of pure and deep blue, as deep as the vast ocean. He also liked light yellow. The cup he drank from was that kind of light yellow. Pang Qian even made fun of him, saying it was girly.
Not entirely sure of her own intent, Pang Qian said to Zhang Wei, âGu Mingxiâs favorite color is black. He thinks the colorâs really cool.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Oh! God in heaven above, please forgive her for lying.
Black was the color Gu Mingxi disliked the most. He once told Pang Qian that the color black puts him in a very bad mood.
After hearing Pang Qianâs response, Zhang Wei was a little uncertain. âWhere would I be able to buy a black card?â
Pang Qian shrugged, âYou can buy something else. Red or green would both be fine.â
On Christmas day, when Pang Qian arrived at school, she gave out a card to each girl in her class. After seeing Pang Qian make her way around the class and back to her seat, Gu Mingxi was so excited that his face was completely flushed.
A bit later, Zhang Wei walked over to their desk, with her hands behind her back. From behind her, she pulled out a card for Pang Qian, âCrab, Merry Christmas.â
âThanks!â Pang Qian happily accepted it. She saw that Zhang Wei was still standing there, twisting back and forth a little. And from behind her again, she pulled out a card to give to Gu Mingxi, âGu Mingxi, Merry Christmas.â
Gu Mingxi was a bit surprised, and hesitated for a moment. Zhang Wei looked at Gu Mingxiâs legs resting on his desk, and then saw the sleeves hanging from his shoulders. A bit embarrassed, she placed the card onto his desk, and then ran off with a red face.
Zhang Wei really had some kind of magic power. That card was actually black. With some guilt, Pang Qian laid on her desk, secretly looking at Gu Mingxi. But Gu Mingxi calmly used his foot to put the card into his backpack, not even opening it to see inside.
And then, one after another, seven or eight girls also came to give Gu Mingxi a card. Pang Qian was stunned. Looking at the envelopes of the card, you could already tell that they werenât cheap.
She suddenly realized that Gu Mingxi was actually pretty popular.
Pang Qian wasnât being idle either. During the class break, she pulled out a card from her backpack to give to Xie Yi. Sheâd been watching, and a lot of girls had already given Xie Yi a card, so another one from her wasnât a bit deal.
She ducked under her desk and pulled out her card, checking it once more to make sure she didnât misspell any words. After she put the card back into its envelope, she turned and saw a deep stare from her deskmate.
Gu Mingxiâs expression was very strange! Pang Qian looked at him a bit guiltily and without a sound, she stood up and lightly stepped around the room to Xie Yiâs desk.
Xie Yi was chatting with the boy behind him. When he heard Pang Qian call him, he turned around, his expression the same.
âXie-xie Yi.â Pang Qian stuttered and blushed as she handed her card to him, âMe-merry Christmas.â
The boy beside him let out a jeer. Xie Yi graciously accepted her card with a smile, âThanks, Crab.â
Pang Qian scratched her head and gathered her courage to ask, âXie Yi, are you going to perform your violin at the arts concert in a few days?â
âHuh?â Xie Yi chuckled as he looked at her, and then asked, âWhy do you ask?â
âI saw all of your performances in elementary school. It always sounded really nice, oh oh oohh.â Pang Qian smiled foolishly. âIf you were to perform this year, our class would definitely win first place.â
Xie Yi stood up, leaning on his desk, spinning a pen in his hands. Lazily, he said, âI donât play violin to win first place. I really like to play violin.â
âAhâ¦â Pang Qian nodded. âI like to listen to you play too. I think youâre really good at it!â
âHave you learned it before?â
Pang Qian shook her head, âNo.â
Xie Yi smiled again and said, âA few days ago, Teacher Cao asked me about it, if Iâd be willing to participate. I thought it wasnât good for me to always take the classâ chance to perform, so I rejected.â
Pang Qian felt it was such a shame, âThenâ¦â
Xie Yi suddenly winked at her, smiling, âBut, if you want to listen to it, Iâll ask Teacher Cao about it again and see if I can be added. Itâs just a few minutes of time, so it shouldnât be a problem.â
Pang Qian was all excited, âReally?!â
âMm.â The way Xie Yi held his arm, leaning against his desk, looked especially chic. âMy violin teacher said that playing the violin for a good friend, when someone wants to hear it, it makes the violin happy.â
When Pang Qian returned to her seat, her whole person felt like it was floating. She happily prepared for her next class, even humming along to a song. Gu Mingxi kept silent the whole time. Even when he turned to look at her, she didnât notice. He finally turned back and pulled out a math workbook with his foot, silently doing math problems.
After enjoying herself for awhile, Pang Qian poked Gu Mingxiâs leg with her pen. âWhat are you doing?â
âMath.â He turned in avoidance and answered quietly.
âHey, Gu Mingxi, give me your pencil box.â
âWhy?â
Pang Qian already bent over and grabbed his pencil case near his feet. The contents of Gu Mingxiâs pencil case were very simple. There wasnât any fancy stationary. Pang Qian looked at this and then that, and finally returned his case.
Gu Mingxi asked her, âWhat are you looking at?â
âNothing.â Pang Qian rested her chin in her hands and smiled at him. Her eyes and her smile made it clear that she was in a very good mood.
Gu Mingxiâs mood, on the other hand, turned a bit sour. But he didnât say anything, only turning away again.
Up until school ended, Gu Mingxi still hadnât received Pang Qianâs card. He felt a bit disappointed, but didnât let it show in his expression. He tidied his bag and got ready to go home. He pulled out a small box from his inside his backpack, and pushed it in front of Pang Qian.
âI didnât buy you a card. Hereâs a small present. Pang Pang, Merry Christmas.â
Pang Qian was pleasantly surprised, but when she opened the box, her whole body froze, looking at it.
Gu Mingxi seeing her strange reaction, asked, âYou donât like it?â
ââ¦â Pang Qian giggled. âNo, I like it. Thank you.â
That evening, when Pang Qian brought her homework over to Gu Mingxiâs house, he finally found out why she had such a strange reaction to his present in the afternoon.
Because Pang Qian brought over a small, wrapped up box and gave it to Gu Mingxi. Sitting cross-legged at his desk, he unfolded his legs and opened the box with his feet. He was surprised to find that inside the box, there was a deep blue Hero fountain pen.
He had also gifted Pang Qian a fountain pen. Other than it being red, the style, brand, and packaging was exactly the same as the pen that Pang Qian had given him.
He lifted his head and looked at her suspiciously. Pang Qian said, somewhat downcast, âI didnât buy you a card either. I thought it didnât hold much meaning. My dad brought this pen back a few days ago, and he said it was pretty expensive. You canât buy it anywhere either. I pleaded with him for days before I got it. I wanted to give it to you as a Christmas present, since you love using fountain pens. And then I was in such a rush this morning⦠I forgot it.â
Gu Mingxi, ââ¦â
Pang Qian said anxiously, âI really had it prepared in advance. Look, I already wrapped it a few days ago. I personally wrapped it! When I first saw the present you gave me, I was really shocked. I kept thinking about there could be such a coincidence.â
âItâs not a coincidence,â Gu Mingxi said. âThese pens were specially ordered by the metals company to give out to clients for their 30th anniversary. The companyâs logo is engraved on the pen too, but you probably didnât notice. My dad has one that he uses. I tried it out and it was pretty nice, so I asked him to help bring another one back. To give to you.â
Pang Qian, ââ¦â
Gu Mingxi looked down at the pen between his toes, thinking, so there was a blue one too. He rubbed the fountain pen with his big toe. He lifted his head, and suddenly a smile broke out. âPang Pang, thank you for your present. I really like it.â
It was still early when they finished their homework. Gu Mingxi and Pang Qian talked for awhile about the recently popular cartoons and TV series. Gu Mingxiâs eyes were focused on the pen again. He suddenly asked Pang Qian, âPang Pang, did you know that the factory is moving?â
Pang Qian didnât know at all. Surprised, she looked up at him, âAh?! Where is it moving to?â
âWest of the city. Itâs pretty far away, about an hour and a half away by car.â Gu Mingxi said, âMy dad has already gone there to see. Starting next year, heâs going to work there. In about two years, the whole factory will be moved there.â
âWhat about this place then?â Pang Qian was eating a lollipop as she asked, âItâs so far! How can my parents go to work?â
âI donât know either,â Gu Mingxi shook his head. âMy dad said that when the factory was being built here, this was still considered the suburbs. But the city slowly developed and got bigger. Now weâre at the center of the city, so itâs not that appropriate to have the factory here.â
He paused for a moment, and then said hesitantly, âThereâs something else⦠Pang Pang, I heard my dad say that theyâre putting up a new dorm near the new factory. It will have elevators, and the houses will be much bigger than here. Iâm probably going to have to move later.â
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Before New Yearâs, the Origin of Flightâs New Yearâs performance show was held in their school auditorium.
Before the performance started, Pang Qian went to the washroom. In the corridor outside the auditorium, she ran into Xie Yi and their head teacher, Teacher Cao. They were in the midst of a dispute. Curious, Pang Qian involuntarily walked past them.
Teacher Cao was holding a white suit in his hands. Xie Yi was carrying his violin case, strongly speaking to Teacher Cao about something.
When Pang Qian walked closer to them, she heard him say, âIâm definitely not going to wear this! I canât wear this kind of clothes to play violin!â
Teacher Cao said, âThen why didnât you prepare your own suit! Did you really plan to perform in your down jacket?â
Xie Yi responded loudly, âWhy canât I?!â
âThen why canât you wear this white suit?â
âIâll look like a clown if I wear that! A laughable clown!â Xie Yi stepped back and waved his hands at Teacher Cao. âIf I have to wear that suit, then I canât perform!â
When Pang Qian returned to the auditorium, her heart was beating nonstop.
The scene she just saw left her very shocked. Although Pang Qian wasnât an honor student, she was respectful and listened to the teacher. This was even more true of Gu Mingxi. He was always an obedient kid, and never brought any troubles to the teachers.
Pang Qian never knew that there would be someone who dared to rebel against their teacher, speaking back so loudly to them.
When it was Xie Yiâs turn to perform, Pang Qian grew very anxious, wondering whether or not Xie Yi would put on the white suit. Actually, Pang Qian wasnât sure why he was so adamant against wearing the suit. She only saw that the there was some gold pattern on the hem and cuffs. It would look nice, wouldnât it?
In the midst of the audienceâs applause, a youth carried a violin and walked slowly onto the stage. The stage lights were all focused on him. Pang Qian felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Xi Yi was wearing his own black down jacket. You could see his fluffy collar. Under that, he was wearing dark blue jeans and sneakers.
With a kind of grace, he lifted the violin to his shoulder. He raised his bow, and then it was like his fingers were dancing. And a melodious song flowed out.
Pang Qian subconsciously started tugging at Gu Mingxiâs sleeve beside her. She pulled tightly, murmuring, âGu Mingxi, Gu Mingxi! Xie Yiâs too cool, too cool! Heâs just too cool!â