The Escort

Shao Mingwei can always vaguely feel Min Yu’s unstable emotions, with his lack of self-confidence due to his age, he wanted to try his best to soothe his emotions, but he is not a person who can speak flowery words, he can only try his best to treat him well, but it seems to have an unnoticeable result. 

Now he suddenly thought, if he could… Then would Min Yu feel a little more at ease?

The more Shao Mingwei thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, and then he heatedly strode back to his dormitory, wanting to immediately collect information and formulate a plan.
He is a motivated and reliable person.
On the first day, he looked for information so he could study and learn and understand all of its aspects, then also completed his homework.
On the next day, he looked for materials and some classmates who could lend him a hand to start to put his plan into action.

Shao Mingwei had been preparing for nearly two weeks.
Every day after class, he would quickly pack up and go out, so that Liu Yang, who wanted to eat with him, couldn’t catch his shadow.
Finally, after he smashed his fingers three times, being wounded seven times, four plastered band-aids, and a bleeding and blackened thumbnail, he got two failed products.
After he fabricated some excuses for Min Yu, Shao Mingwei finally got a satisfactory product.

At night he was lying on his bed in the dormitory, holding a small silver object in his hand and carefully looking at it under the moonlight.
While looking, his brows gradually wrinkled, his lips pursed, thinking that maybe he was being reckless and hasty.
And when he thought about it, he suddenly felt that this thing was a little shoddy 

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After tossing and turning in the middle of the night, Shao Mingwei finally decided to call Secretary Ren.
He thought of secretly inviting him to the mall to buy a “presentable” gift for Min Yu, and then give it to Min Yu on his birthday.

The temperature dropped rapidly in November, and Beijing seemed to have turned on an air conditioner for the entire night.
The cold wind howled, and it was like a knife rushing into people’s faces.
The pedestrians on the road were early to change into their thick clothes, but Min Yu was still accustomed to wearing a single shirt and trousers, only adding a coat outside at most.
Shao Mingwei knew about this bad habit of his and reminded him many times already, to the point of even supervising him into wearing long trousers, but he was often interrupted by Min Yu’s coquettishness.
Shao Mingwei didn’t want to be too tough, so he could only make himself feel helpless.

At the beginning of December, Shao Mingwei and Ren Yiqing, the two big men, spent most of the day in the mall, entangled and at a loss, until finally choosing cufflinks with a suitable price, that has plain colors and a unique design.

Ren Yiqing jokes, “After Mr.
Min receives this, he will surely wear it every day.
When that moment comes, I will say a few words of praise and he will definitely be happy.”

Shao Mingwei also went to learn how to bake a cake so he could make them for Min Yu’s birthday.
He tried to make it twice at home and because Shao Rong couldn’t eat more, almost all of it got into his and Aunt Jiang’s stomach.

For the first time, he planned to surprise someone on their birthday, and the object was his sweetheart, so he was inevitably nervous.
But he was well prepared so the feeling of excitement prevails.
Everything is ready, just waiting for the arrival of December 12th.

However, there will always be inevitable twists and turns in the things that we anticipate the most.
One week before his birthday, Min Yu suffered the bitter fruit of his willfulness – he had a fever. 

The temperature dropped sharply the day before.
Min Yu himself didn’t watch the weather often, and silently ignored Shao Mingwei’s advice that he add more clothes, thinking that it’ll only be a short distance from the parking lot to the company building without a heater.
But who would’ve thought that just after being blown by the freezing winter wind, he wouldn’t be able to get up from bed the next day? His throat was dry and painful, like it was on fire.
He couldn’t speak, and his head was dizzy.

It was Saturday.
Shao Mingwei was in Professor Xue’s laboratory when he received a call from Min Yu.

“Mingwei, where are you?” Min Yu’s soft but dispirited voice came through.

As soon as Shao Mingwei heard it, he knew that there was something wrong with him, and anxiously asked, “In the laboratory.
What’s wrong? Are you sick?” 

Min Yu seemed to be terribly uncomfortable, or perhaps when he’s sick he would become more frail than usual, and his voice had almost become a whimper.
“En, I seem to have a fever.
Head hurts, throat also hurts… I’m so uncomfortable… Can you come over?”

“Okay, I’ll come over right away.
Do you have any antipyretic medicine there… Forget it, wait for me to arrive instead.
Just wait at home obediently, and drink a cup of hot water if you can to make your throat a little comfortable.” Shao Mingwei urged in a small and warm voice.

“En… but I’m so dizzy, I can’t get out of bed.” Min Yu put the phone under his ear and coquettishly whispered into the microphone.

Shao Mingwei smiled helplessly and comforted, “Wait for me to come, all right? I’ll be there soon.” 

“En, I’ll ask the driver to pick you up.”

Just as Shao Mingwei was about to say no, he thought of how fast Min Yu’s driver could drive.
He no longer felt any hint of refusal.

After hanging up the phone, Shao Mingwei immediately asked his senior sister to help him record the data, then looked for the assistant advisor to ask for a leave, packed up his things, and hurried to Min Yu’s condo.

Translator’s corner: I don’t know if it was because I was reading it with MTL or am I just too dumb that I haven’t guessed what the gift was until it was revealed .
What do y’all think the gift was?