Transfer Students

"How did you find it?"

Lu Shaohang wanted to sit up, looking more energetic.

Pei Yu pressed him to keep him from moving, leaned over and turned on a small night light beside the bed, the white light illuminated Lu Shaohang's bloodless face even paler.

Pei Yu pulled the chair and sat beside the hospital bed, carefully held Lu Shaohang's palm that was bandaged like a rice dumpling, and asked in a deep voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Lu Shaohang shook his head, trying to squeeze out a smile: "The nurse wrapped it up too ugly, but it's actually not that serious."

Pei Yu lifted the thin quilt and took a look at the knees that were also bandaged. Just looking at these made his heart feel like a knife, and he didn't even have the courage to look at Lu Shaohang's bruised back.

He grabbed the part of Lu Shaohang's finger that was exposed outside the bandage, and buried his head deeply. Lu Shaohang couldn't hear any sound, but could only see Pei Yu's shoulder shaking slightly.

—he was crying.

"Brother Yu..."

Lu Shaohang hooked his fingertips slightly, brushed the corners of Pei Yu's moist eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't call me, the nurse won't let me cry."

Pei Yu let out a muffled "Hmm", kissed the cool fingertips tremblingly, and then tilted his head to look at Lu Shaohang's face.

"Why are you so stupid? Coming out of the closet should at least ensure your own safety."

"Let's hurry up, let's go all out." Lu Shaohang was really smiling this time, "Now I feel good and relaxed."

Pei Yu couldn't laugh at all.

"The matter of coming out of the closet should have been faced by me and you together."

"No." Lu Shaohang was afraid that he would blame himself, "it has nothing to do with who my boyfriend is when I come out, the focus is on myself. Could it be that if I change my partner, I won't be beaten when I come out?"

Pei Yu looked at him: "Then you shouldn't hide it from me."

Lu Shaohang closed his eyes and said, "You haven't told me yet, how did you find this place?"

"I heard that your voice was wrong that night. I called back and the nurse answered."

Pei Yu rushed to the hospital overnight, first asked about Lu Shaohang's injury and ward number at the nurse's station, and then kept guard outside.

It wasn't until today that I had the opportunity to go into the ward to take a look.

"...My mother," Lu Shaohang said in a hurry, coughing several times, "Didn't my mother see you?"

"I'm not sure if I really didn't see it, or I was ignoring it on purpose." Pei Yu lowered his head and kissed his finger again, "Those are not important, the most important thing now is that you get well soon."

Lu Shaohang nodded, slowly raised his other hand, and gently scratched Pei Yu's lips.

"I want to kiss you too."

Pei Yu obediently kissed his fingertips, and then placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Go to sleep, I'll show you the infusion bottle."

"...Then will you leave after the infusion?"

"Don't go, I'll be here with you all night."

Lu Shaohang was so obedient that he closed his eyes, but everything still felt unreal. He couldn't sleep well, and he had to open his eyes every few minutes to see if Pei Yu was still there.

But he didn't eat for several days, and his spirit was not very good, so he fell asleep when he couldn't hold on.

Early the next morning, he woke up from a nightmare.

Pei Yu immediately touched his face, and said softly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Lu Shaohang blinked and made sure that the person in front of him was not a phantom, so he shook his head and said hoarsely, "What time is it?"

"Ten past six, you can sleep a little longer." Pei Yu said.

"...you haven't slept all night?" Lu Shaohang asked.

"Sleep," Pei Yu lied, "I dreamed that you were flying an umbrella."

Lu Shaohang forced a smile.

"You go first, my mother will come later, it's not good for you to bump into each other."

Pei Yu knew what he was worried about, so he didn't bother him with refutations, and only held Lu Shaohang's hand to let him sleep for a while, and he left the ward at seven o'clock.

After simply washing his face, he went to the hospital cafeteria to buy two steamed buns and ate them, then he went back to guard the corridor outside the ward.

Today Han Zhe, Jiang Le, and Ye Sijia all came. The three of them stood by the hospital bed, their eye circles turned red one by one. Lu Shaohang pretended to be angry and said, "Hurry up, get out, those who don't know think I'm dead."

"You still have the strength to swear at people!" Han Zhe cursed in a low voice, angry and distressed, "Dare you can't see how scary you are now!"

"...I have never seen the world." Lu Shaohang said weakly.

"Don't be silly," Jiang Le wiped his eyes, "Auntie said you refused to eat, what's going on? You really want to die, you can't do this!"

Ye Sijia had been crying for a long time, sobbing: "You have to eat as much as you want, Pei Yu is still waiting for you."

Lu Shaohang understood that they were lobbyists invited by Song Ya.

"Don't worry about it, I have my own ideas."

He is easily lethargic now, and he is a little out of breath when he speaks a few words, which frightens the three of them, so he hurriedly called the doctor for an examination. The doctor advised Lu Shaohang to eat, but he still turned a deaf ear and closed his eyes tightly.

The strong summer sun illuminated his bloodless face like a thin sheet of paper.

He just wanted to force Song Ya.

Only then did Pei Yu, who was guarding outside, know that Lu Shaohang was on a hunger strike.

Rarely, he lost restraint, punched the wall heavily, and said angrily, "Why didn't you say something so important!"

The little nurse was taken aback by him, and said timidly, "You, you didn't ask..."

Pei Yu was not in the mood to entangle her with this, and when he wanted to go into the ward to persuade Lu Shaohang to eat, he bumped into Song Ya who pushed the door out.

There was no surprise on Song Ya's face, she glanced at Pei Yu coolly, and said in a tired tone: "Come with me for a walk outside."

Pei Yu glanced into the ward.

"He's sleeping now," Song Ya said, "you come with me first."

She closed the door gently, and walked towards the elevator without looking back. Pei Yu strode to follow. The two arrived at the hospital parking lot together, and he stopped.

Song Ya braked the car and stopped in front of Pei Yu: "Get in the car."

Pei Yu was unmoved: "He can't do without people now."

"I'm his mother, and I care more about him than you do," Song Ya leaned forward and opened the passenger door, "Come up."

Pei Yu hesitated for a moment, then got into the car.

"Where?"

Song Ya didn't answer, but just drove in silence until the car drove into the gate of the community, she said: "I never dreamed that I would find a tutor for him last summer, and this would end up in this situation."

There was a cold light in Pei Yu's eyes, and he didn't speak.

"How long have you been together?" Song Ya asked again, "Did he just stay with you during the Chinese New Year?"

Pei Yu didn't deny it, he looked at Song Ya: "It's pointless to pursue this issue now."

"Yeah, it doesn't make sense."

Song Ya smiled bitterly, drove the car to the garage, turned off the engine and got out, and brought Pei Yu into the house together.

She went straight to the kitchen, took the chicken out of the refrigerator and washed it, and then took out the casserole, as if she was going to make soup.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Pei Yu watched her busy around the stove, and said coldly, "Did you ask me to come to see how you can be a loving mother?"

Song Ya paused, put the chicken into the pot, and then turned to look at Pei Yu: "Although I don't want to admit it, I can't help it. Xiaohang probably only listens to you now, so I can ask you to persuade him ?"

Pei Yu said, "I don't need your request for this matter, I will do it."

Song Ya shook her head and said, "It's what you should do to care about him; please, it's what I should do too."

Pei Yu didn't speak any more, he walked to the kitchen counter and helped Song Ya.

Song Ya looked at him, and the tip of her nose suddenly felt sore. She turned her head and suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart before continuing to work.

After the soup was cooked and put into the thermos, the two hurried back to the hospital. Before entering the ward, Song Ya stopped Pei Yu again.

"There is one more thing, I would like to ask you for help." Song Ya pursed her lower lip, seemingly unable to speak, "About his father...it is wrong for him to beat someone, but can you please persuade Xiaohang..."

"No," Pei Yu interrupted her, "Sorry, no one is qualified to persuade him to forgive."

Song Ya lowered her head in embarrassment, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "You are right."

Pei Yu looked at her: "But I will let him know your intentions in making soup."