My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 108: Lightning Strikes and Earthly Fires

Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Lightning Strikes and Earthly Fires

The house was eerily quiet with no one around at night, and Yingying courageously brought the man into her own room.

The moonlight was a bit cool, spilling through the gaps in the curtains onto the man’s face.

Li Guang sat on the bed, intently staring at Yingying.

Yingying was busy tending to his wound, a ghastly deep and long cut from which the blood wouldn’t stop. She frowned in concentration.

"Brother."

She looked up, her gaze meeting his.

Yingying swallowed hard, then quickly looked down, her eyelashes fluttering, "This wound on your hand is pretty deep, and the bleeding won’t stop. Should we go to the hospital?"

"No need."

His tone was nonchalant.

The wound was so long and deep it looked painful just to see it, but it seemed like he couldn’t feel any pain at all.

Not a trace of expression on his face.

Maybe it’s because they, as firefighters, often get injured. After a while, they become numb to it.

Perhaps, sometimes they are relieved, just to be hurt but still alive is indeed a great fortune.

Yingying didn’t say anything and put the medicine box back.

"Why are you silent?" he asked.

Shen Liguang could clearly feel the girl’s sudden dejection.

Yingying shook her head, "Nothing, I just think that your occupation, like my big brother’s, is so dangerous. Just a moment of inattention could cost a life."

Shen Liguang ruffled her hair, "Does it upset you?"

Yingying nodded, "A little."

Shen Liguang gazed at her, for a long time.

"The day we became firefighters, we were ready to sacrifice at any moment."

"From now on, you all have to stay safe because you go to rescue people, not to sacrifice yourselves."

The girl looked up, and Shen Liguang noticed her eyes were red.

"Okay," his voice sounded a bit hoarse.

Yingying focused on his hand, relieved the bleeding had stopped.

"Brother, you have to take good care of yourself in the future. If you’re injured, go to the hospital."

Shen Liguang nodded, feeling warmth in his heart, "Okay."

"Put in your best effort when saving people, but don’t overdo it." Yingying paused, then continued, "Remember, you are someone’s son, someone’s... boyfriend."

Shen Liguang smiled lightly with lifted brows, "Is there anything else you want to remind me of?"

Yingying shook her head, "No, that’s all."

Shen Liguang chuckled, feeling not just warmth but sweetness in his heart.

"Oh right, I have a gift for Brother."

Yingying turned around, picked up the delicate little box, and handed it over.

Shen Liguang received it—it felt airy, as if it contained nothing.

He unwrapped the box... inside, condoms lay silently...

"This is for me?"

Yingying nodded, "Yes."

Shen Liguang raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Suddenly, Yingying wasn’t so sure anymore.

She didn’t know what was inside the box, but the shopkeeper shouldn’t have tricked her.

"What is it?"

Shen Liguang took out a condom and realized there were three in total.

He couldn’t help but laugh, "Do you expect me to use them all in one night?"

"No, no."

No wonder the shopkeeper laughed so wickedly.

That’s what he was waiting for here.

She had transferred one thousand yuan to him, and in the end, all she got were three condoms...

Excessive.

"Actually..." Shen Liguang thought about it, confident in his own abilities, "Actually, I could fulfill such a request."

"Occasionally, four to five times a night is also feasible."

"..."

Yingying’s heart raced.

"What do you think?"

"Brother, you’ve misunderstood..." Yingying was extremely embarrassed, biting her lip tightly, "This, ..."

Yingying was cut off suddenly.

The man closed in, causing Yingying to step back against the wall with nowhere to retreat.

He leaned in close and kissed her.

She was too short, it was tiresome to bend down, so he picked her up in one motion and placed her on the desk beside them.

Fu Ying licked her lips, her heart racing, and placed her small hand against his chest: "Brother."

"Uh?"

Fu Ying took a deep breath, feeling ticklish inside because of the way he uttered that questioning "uh."

"I..." Her breathing was a bit rushed, "I’m kind of scared..."

"Scared of what?"

Fu Ying was at a loss for words.

Shen Liguang smiled: "It’s just a kiss."

Embarrassed, Fu Ying nodded: "Ah? Oh."

...

The moonlight outside shone in, with only a dim little lamp inside the room, casting shadows of the two people on the wall.

Kissed by him, Fu Ying felt weak all over, collapsing into his embrace.

Fu Ying felt that her breath was filled with his scent.

"Yingying."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door from outside; it was Fu Mingchuan’s voice.

Fu Ying stiffened, suddenly coming to her senses.

The romantic atmosphere slowly began to fade.

For a moment, Fu Ying didn’t react.

Shen Liguang leaned close to her ear, kissed her neck, and whispered a reminder: "You’re being called."

Only then did Fu Ying respond, calling out to the door: "Ah? What’s up?"

"Yingying?"

"What, what’s up?"

Fu Ying took a deep breath and pushed Shen Liguang away.

The kiss by her ear, she almost couldn’t help but moan.

"Have you eaten?" Fu Mingchuan asked from outside the door.

Fu Ying frowned, her hands pushing against the man, her face a mixture of shyness and indignation, her eyes conveying a warning.

"I’m not eating, I’ve already eaten outside."

"That’s fine then."

The footsteps at the door grew more distant, and Fu Ying also sobered up from the earlier romance.

Almost lost in it.

Shen Liguang reached out to button up her collar one by one: "I’ll leave later."

"After they’ve gone to sleep."

Shen Liguang nodded: "Uh huh."

"That..." Fu Ying touched her burning face, "Brother, you..."

"It’s nothing."

Fu Ying didn’t know what was wrong with him, standing by the window smoking several cigarettes. As the night deepened, she grew sleepy and, before she knew it, she couldn’t keep her eyes open, waking up the next day.

The room was empty; he had already left.

During class, Fu Ying couldn’t stop thinking about that intimate scene from the night before, nearly succumbed to it.

Even thinking about it made her face flush with embarrassment.

Where had her ancient modesty gone???

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Lishan reached out, pinching her face, "So red."

Fu Ying slapped her hand away, rubbing her face: "It’s hot."

Lin Lishan "tsked" twice: "Big sister, it’s almost November, and you’re telling me it’s hot, you must be really fired up."

"I am quite fired up."

Fu Ying looked up, towards the trees lining the school paths beginning to yellow.

Hmm...

After that thunder-and-lightning-like encounter, they had been in contact by phone for four or five days.

This love was cold and depressing, yet passionate and intense.

Fu Ying silently sighed, changing the topic: "Did you go to see Sheng Chen this October, didn’t he cheat?"

Lin Lishan frowned, pushing her: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It’s just what you’ve been worried about."

Lin Lishan let out a sigh: "Ah, absence makes the heart grow fonder, didn’t even get in the door before kissing."

"Kissed and then what?"

"Do you want the full play-by-play?"

When it came to raunchy talk, Fu Ying was no match for Lin Lishan.

Seeing her laugh with a lewd face, Fu Ying packed her books and walked out of the classroom.

"I don’t."

Lin Lishan shouted from behind: "Sister, aren’t you into that sort of thing?"

Fu Ying’s face turned red, speeding up her pace to leave.