My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 122: The most ambiguous remark, called "Firefly

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: The most ambiguous remark, called "Firefly

The bus was about to leave when the driver saw a little girl who had just gotten off, running to catch up.

Not sure why she was in such a hurry, she accidentally fell down, then got up and continued to chase like an indestructible cockroach.

The driver’s heart ached for a moment; this girl was about the same age as his daughter.

"Driver, please wait for that little girl, she fell, it’s quite heartbreaking."

Someone in the bus spoke.

Mr. Fu hesitated for a moment, saw the platform in front of him, stopped, and waited a few minutes for the girl.

Fu Ying, out of breath, caught up to the bus and was about to pay the fare when she realized she had no money on her.

She stood there awkwardly, her breath still unsteady from running too fast, her heart starting to ache, her fingernails digging tightly into her palms, preparing to get off when suddenly someone spoke.

"Girl, don’t have money? Let Auntie pay for you."

"Tha, thank you, Auntie," Fu Ying’s eyes slightly reddened, "Auntie, please give me your phone number, I will pay you back later."

"It’s just one yuan, no need to pay back, just come in and sit, your knees are even scraped."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Only then did Fu Ying feel the pain in her legs.

She looked down at her leg, the blood had soaked through her pants, a large patch of blood.

Fu Ying sat down by the window, touched herself, and realized she didn’t even bring her phone.

"Auntie, could you tell me what time it is?"

"It’s 8:10."

At 8:30, she still had a class.

Fu Ying went straight to school and thought to find Jin Can.

Jin Can was laughing and smoking with a few young guys. Surprised upon seeing her disheveled state, she asked, "Little sister, why are you here?"

"That, Sister, do you have my brother’s WeChat? Could you let me make a WeChat call, I didn’t bring my phone."

Jin Can took a drag of her cigarette and tossed her phone to her: "He might not pick up."

As Jin Can predicted, the call was immediately hung up.

Fu Ying had no choice but to send Fu Yan a voice message.

When Fu Ying spoke, she couldn’t help but cry.

Hearing his little sister’s crying voice, Fu Yan thought she was being bullied by Jin Can, and immediately called back.

Before Fu Ying could even speak, Fu Yan roared: "You damn Jin Cangcang, if you have any grudges come at me, how dare you bully my sister? Don’t think I won’t touch you just because you’re a woman!"

Fu Ying was stunned and glanced at Jin Can.

Jin Can looked indifferent and scoffed.

"What the fuck? You, you even dare to laugh, release my sister now."

"Brother, brother, I’m fine, I wasn’t bullied," Fu Ying took a deep breath and said softly, "I didn’t bring my phone, and Sister Jin Can is the only one at school who has your WeChat, so I came to borrow her phone. I wanted to ask if you could contact Brother Li Guang?"

"Contacting him is easy, don’t you have his number?"

"No one answers."

"Probably busy."

Fu Ying’s fingers gripped tightly together: "There was a fire at a factory last night, it exploded, and I heard some firefighters were injured."

Fu Yan was silent for a moment on the other end, "I see, you go to class first, I’ll contact Brother Li Guang, and if anything serious has happened, I’ll tell you."

"Okay."

Fu Ying turned around and handed the phone back to Jin Can, thanking her.

Jin Can snuffed out the cigarette and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "Nothing."

Jin Can couldn’t stand the girl’s voice, so soft and delicate, unlike anyone else, not at all artificial.

Listening to it just felt sweet.

"Was it Cheng Yiyi and her little minions bullying you again?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "No."

"If someone bullies you in the future, just mention my name."

"Okay, thank you Sister Jin Can, I’m going back to class." Fu Ying licked her dry and cracked lips, looking up, the sunlight was a bit blinding, and a cluster of white spots appeared before her eyes, slowly her eyelids wouldn’t stay open.

Her body swayed as if a slightly stronger wind would knock her petite frame over.

Jin Can watched her, and the next second, she indeed collapsed.

...

In the hospital, Shen Liguang had just woken up not long ago.

Qian Zheng looked at the person on the hospital bed and joked with a smile: "Boss, you’re in good shape now, honorably injured, take a good rest, and come back when your leg heals."

Shen Liguang frowned: "How’s Xiao Wu?"

Qian Zheng: "He, protected under you, nothing serious, just a concussion, just had two large bowls of wontons."

"Where’s my phone?"

Qian Zheng lifted his chin: "Over there, several people have called you, one of the caller IDs was rather ambiguous, named Ying, she called you the most."

"Is this Ying your girlfriend by any chance?"

Shen Liguang didn’t answer, but countered: "You didn’t pick up, did you?"

"Old rules, didn’t pick up." Qian Zheng paused, then continued, "I told Aunt that you lost your phone, you were fine, very busy, and had no time to talk, she didn’t suspect anything."

Shen Liguang nodded.

In the phone, the girl’s missed calls started in the evening, then several times around midnight, and several times again early in the morning.

Shen Liguang smiled, silently lifting his lips, and looked up at Qian Zheng.

Qian Zheng, peeling an apple, feeling the gaze, looked up: "What’s up, what’s wrong? Boss?"

"Go outside."

"Me, go outside? I’ve been watching over you all morning, even peeling apples for you, and now you’re telling me to leave?!"

Shen Liguang: "Eat the apples yourself, no need to watch over me anymore, you didn’t sleep all night, go and rest."

Qian Zheng frowned: "No, I can’t..."

"This is an order."

"Alright then, I’m going, call me if you need anything."

"Quickly."

Qian Zheng: "..."

Qian Zheng left, closing the door of the ward.

Shen Liguang hesitated for a moment while staring at the girl’s number before dialing it.

Fu Ying had set a unique ringtone for him. Hearing it, she suddenly woke up and realized that she didn’t know when she had fallen asleep in her own room.

Her mind was sluggish, feeling like everything that happened in the morning was just a dream.

She stared at the ceiling for a while, and suddenly the ringing stopped, and everything returned to silence.

Qibao came over, rubbed her face, and mewed, snapping Fu Ying out of her daze.

She sat up from the bed, immediately went to grab her phone, and saw the missed calls and called back.

It connected just as it started to ring.

"Brother, where are you?"

The girl’s voice sounded like she had just woken up, hoarse and delicate.

Shen Liguang looked around the hospital room and at his own leg, smiled and said: "Just resting at home, I forgot my phone at home last night, didn’t catch your call, called you back as soon as I got home."

"My phone was left at home?" Fu Ying’s eyelashes trembled, she sniffled, "I went to look for you at your house, Aunt also said she called you, how could she not hear it if your phone was at home?"

Shen Liguang pondered for a while: "It was on silent."

Fu Ying didn’t believe it and asked him: "Really?"

"Why else would I lie to you?"

Fu Ying hung her head, softly speaking: "I heard today that a factory caught fire last night, there was an explosion and a firefighter was injured."

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