My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 113 Always Safe

Chapter 113: Chapter 113 Always Safe

University time was free, and most of it belonged to oneself.

Fu Ying would hide in her room and embroider sachets whenever she got the time, but her needlework was not very good, pricking her hands every day.

It took her half a month to complete the sachet intermittently, and it still turned out ugly.

Fu Ying looked at it from all angles, and it just looked unpleasant no matter how she looked at it.

However, with Chinese New Year approaching, she couldn’t manage to embroider a new one and decided to use the existing one.

She cut a lock of her hair and put it into the sachet along with some spices, planning to give it to him during New Year’s.

On New Year’s Day, Du Yong and Li Hanyi came back, and they gathered together.

That day, Jiazhou City saw its first snow of the winter, and several people met up in the KTV, where it was especially lively after a long time apart.

When frequently together, it’s hard to notice any changes; it’s after several months apart that one realizes the significant changes in everyone.

When Lin Lishan entered with Sheng Chen, Li Hanyi joked with a laugh, "Finally willing to bring your boyfriend out."

Lin Lishan: "I wasn’t hiding him at all; it’s just that he doesn’t blend well with our personality."

Sheng Chen smiled elegantly, looking clean and a bit shy with the air of an academic.

He also had a good temper, and even when Li Hanyi and Du Yong teased him, he didn’t get angry.

That night, they spoke endlessly about all sorts of topics, as if there were countless stories to share.

Only after Fu Ying slowly integrated into modern society did she understand that maintaining relationships was the hardest part.

It was eleven at night when Fu Ying left the KTV.

Walking along the artificially created lake, the cold wind laced with snowflakes stung her face.

Ahead were several firefighters, and as Fu Ying got closer, she witnessed Shen Liguang removing his jacket and jumping into the lake to save someone attempting suicide.

At that time, it was still snowing with temperatures below freezing.

Fu Ying stood motionless as Shen Liguang came ashore and their eyes momentarily met.

He looked away, dabbed his head with a towel, and then followed the fire truck back.

Fu Ying received his message: Go home.

That night, Fu Ying researched many posts about firefighters online, saw photos of their water-soaked, rotten feet and hands, their faces burnt by fire, struggling through mud, exhausted, collapsing inside the vehicles.

Every firefighter bore scars.

She suddenly had insomnia and didn’t sleep well the whole night.

Early in the morning, just at dawn when Fu Ying had finally fallen asleep, she was awakened by Fu Yan.

Fu Ying, extremely sleepy, frowned at him.

"Your classmate..." Fu Yan hesitated for a moment, "that Jin Can, is her sexual orientation really a bit off?"

Fu Ying, having barely slept and just awoken, was a bit confused.

Her brain was slow to respond.

"She..." Fu Yan suddenly blushed, waved his hand, "never mind, just stay away from her, her orientation isn’t quite normal."

Fu Ying slowly nodded: "What did she do to you? Little brother, did I see that right? You actually felt embarrassed?"

"Kids shouldn’t meddle in adults’ affairs, just stay away from that Jin Can."

"..." Fu Ying frowned, "I’m an adult too, you know?"

Fu Yan glanced at her chest, snorted coldly, and everything was implied without words.

Fu Ying looked down and saw her own toes.

Fu Ying: "..."

I’ll grow up eventually, right?

...

After New Year’s Day, Fu Ying didn’t get a chance to see him and thus she ran to his apartment building.

She waited for a long while before he came downstairs, accompanied by his older brother.

She was startled and quickly hid behind a trash can, watching the two walk out of the estate.

She was about to head back and plan another time to give her gift, when the person who had initially left, returned.

"How did you come here?" Shen Liguang stared at her thinly clad figure, frowning.

"I came to give you something."

Fu Ying reached out her hand, holding a somewhat ugly little sachet.

Fu Ying sheepishly said, "I sewed it myself, it’s a bit ugly, brother, don’t mind it."

Shen Liguang was taken aback for a moment, then reached out to take it; the sachet actually looked quite nice.

With her head down, Fu Ying handed it to him, instructing him, "Brother, you must carry it with you at all times, no matter when."

"I know, I will always keep it with me."

Fu Ying bowed her head, standing in front of him, actually having a lot to say, but after meeting him, she found herself unable to speak.

She started feeling uneasy and became nervous.

The figure approached her, Shen Liguang took off his scarf and wrapped it around her: "You know to go home later, right?"

Fu Ying nodded.

She smelled his scarf.

It had his scent.

Shen Liguang stared at her and rubbed her head, "Sorry, I don’t have much time to spend with you."

Fu Ying smiled, "It’s okay, I’ll wait until you have time."

Shen Liguang looked at her hesitating to speak, and after a while, he finally spoke, "I have to go now, you should head home later."

Fu Ying obediently nodded, "Mhm."

"I have to go." Shen Liguang leaned over, kissed her hair, and turned to leave.

"Brother."

Fu Ying was slightly teary-eyed, her nose unconsciously feeling sour.

She dashed towards him, holding him tightly: "I hope every time you go out to work, you’re safe."

Shen Liguang took a deep breath, his heart softened unbearably: "I know, go back now."

Fu Ying watched him leave and then went home alone.

Suddenly feeling listless, she locked herself in her room as soon as she got home.

Nanny Wu was chatting with the grandmother.

While petting Qibao, the grandmother smiled and said, "Our Yingying, she’s always concerned about someone."

That night, unable to sleep, she ran into her grandmother’s room to talk.

The elderly voice flowed smoothly; whenever she talked with her grandmother, she gradually calmed down.

There would be gains.

She would start to figure out some issues.

As someone who had been through it all, once she sat beside the bed, she could tell, "Yingying, you’re troubled."

Fu Ying slowly exhaled and gently nodded, "Mhm, grandmother, I, I feel anxious every day."

The air fell silent for several seconds.

"For whom?" the grandmother asked with a smile.

Fu Ying hesitated, thinking of him, feeling a bit unnatural, "The person I like."

"Oh, that brother who is nine years older."

"Mhm."

"That’s normal, you’re worried about him," the grandmother sighed and rubbed her head, "You’ve grown up, really grown up, learning to care for others."

"I’m afraid he will get into trouble," Fu Ying awkwardly confessed after a long time, "His job is too dangerous."

"Do you think he likes you?"

Fu Ying nodded.

"Then he wouldn’t easily allow himself to be harmed, because he also has people he cares about."

Fu Ying pondered this sentence for a long time and later understood.

Fu Ying sighed.

The grandmother chuckled at her, "Not even married yet, and you’re always worrying about him; such a young girl should be more reserved, sighing like an old lady."

Fu Ying lay on the bed, expression numb, murmuring, "In front of the person I like, I don’t want to be reserved."