My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 161 Don’t Get Lost

Chapter 161: Chapter 161 Don’t Get Lost

"Yingying."

His voice was hoarse and his breathing a bit heavy.

Fu Ying responded, "I’m here."

He said, "Don’t get lost."

Fu Ying couldn’t help but laugh, "I’m familiar with this place, I know there’s a pharmacy just outside the neighborhood, it’s only eight o’clock now, they should still be open, if you delay any further, they might close."

He stared at her intently, remained silent, and slowly let go of her hand.

Fu Ying kissed him on the lips again, then left the house.

Shen Liguang stared out the window, suddenly feeling an emptiness inside,

A small creature slowly entered his life, then intruded into the depths of his heart, and eventually planted a seed that began to take root and sprout.

She had given him many promises about forever, hope, like a beautiful dream, all of it seemed real.

She didn’t bring her phone, it was left by the bed, messages kept arriving on QQ, one after another, the phone screen flickering on and off, Shen Liguang saw the name Wen Tian flash past before the screen went dark.

She said her name was Fu Ying, Ying as in firefly, but fireflies... fly away.

After buying the medicine, Fu Ying found him on the balcony, the window was open, the early autumn wind was blowing in, his figure tall and leaning, a cigarette held in his mouth, surrounded by the smell of smoke.

Fu Ying walked over, frowning, "Brother, why are you smoking again?"

Shen Liguang gave her a deep look and snuffed out the cigarette.

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and with a twist, he pressed her against the window.

Fu Ying was stunned.

He lowered his head, his eyes darkened: "I really want to get you pregnant."

Fu Ying: "..."

"That way, I can keep you tied to my side using our child."

Fu Ying was frightened, cautiously calling him, "Bro, Brother..."

"Yingying." Shen Liguang took a deep breath, "I feel like you’re still you, but I’m becoming less like myself."

"It’s not, it’s not true, Brother is always Brother."

"I’m scared."

Fu Ying: "Scared of what?"

"Scared that you’ll fly away, get lost, meet more people and get dazzled when you enter society, not wanting me anymore."

"I won’t not want you."

Shen Liguang looked at her, a bitter smile lifting the corners of his lips: "I believe you."

Suddenly, Fu Ying didn’t understand what his bitter smile meant.

Fu Ying began to reflect on whether she had given him enough security.

In reality, she had hardly any male friends, just a few high school classmates who were now studying in other cities, hardly an opportunity to meet, not really a threat to him.

"Brother, my hand hurts."

Shen Liguang then realized he had been gripping her wrist too tightly, releasing it to see a red ring around her wrist.

Shen Liguang looked at her wrist, his heart trembling.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her.

He didn’t trust himself.

She went to the water dispenser to get him water, read the medicine’s instructions, and handed him the pills.

"Brother, take the medicine." Fu Ying went through the coat pocket, took out some candy for him, "Then eat some sugar."

"I don’t eat sugar." Shen Liguang swallowed the medicine and suddenly leaned over to kiss her.

Fu Ying fell back on the couch, her long black hair draped on the floor, her hands nervously unsure where to place, then slowly getting passionate, she wrapped her arms around the man’s neck.

Fu Ying began to feel confused, breathing difficultly.

Shen Liguang carried her from the couch to the bedroom.

"Let’s sleep."

Fu Ying snuggled into his arms.

"Don’t move."

"Why?"

"I want to."

Fu Ying: "..."

Fu Ying hugged the quilt and scooted to the edge of the bed, keeping her distance from him.

Shen Liguang frowned and reached out to pull her into his arms.

Fu Ying dared not move.

The moonlight outside was bright, and Fu Ying fell into a drowsy sleep.

It seemed like she had a dream, but upon waking up, there was nothing in the dream.

She turned to look beside her, his side of the bed was already empty.

Fu Ying walked out of the bedroom, there was a thermos quietly sitting on the living room table, with a sticky note on it: Yesterday was the last day of the holiday, I went back to my unit, have breakfast properly, go to school by yourself.

Fu Ying smiled; after a cloudy day, it always clears up.

That day the sun was exceptionally nice, the temperature neither warm nor dry; Fu Ying took the bus to school.

Lin Lishan sized her up as soon as she saw her: "Didn’t change clothes, didn’t come home last night?"

Fu Ying just smiled, not saying a word.

Lin Lishan started gossiping: "Fu Ying, you’re really something, you, you started living with the Firefighter brother?"

Fu Ying pulled up the sleeves of her jacket, revealing the White Jade Bracelet to her.

"Was this given to you by him?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Met the parents properly, planning to get married."

"Marrying? How long have you been together that you’re planning to marry? You’re only nineteen, isn’t it a bit early to get married?"

"When we reach the legal age, we’ll register." Fu Ying paused, lowered her head to look at her book, and slowly curved her lips into a smile, "He feels insecure, I want to give him security, if I marry him early, he won’t be so scared anymore."

Lin Lishan was astonished: "Scared you’ll run away?"

"Something like that."

"Wow, so cheesy."

Fu Ying laughed: "You haven’t been sparing with feeding me your displays of affection."

Lin Lishan: "I feel like, I was like a clown back then."

"Not at all, I was quite envious of you in high school, confessing whenever you liked someone, you were braver than me."

Lin Lishan boldly stated: "I don’t like to beat around the bush, if I like someone, I like them. If confessing doesn’t work out, we move on to the next."

Before they knew it, it was nearly noon, the sunlight shone into the classroom, it wasn’t very intense.

Listening to Lin Lishan’s words, Fu Ying envied her decisiveness; she herself would not dare.

She would hesitate, be indecisive, watch and wait, unable to bear the internal torment before trying.

But luckily, the brother she liked had always been waiting for her to grow up.

"Let’s go, time to eat."

Fu Ying nodded and gathered her books to go to the cafeteria.

It wasn’t too crowded; most of the people had finished eating and left, but it seemed lively.

The spoiled rich kid, Wang Xinyu, was passionately confessing his love to Jin Can.

Jin Can was eating with a few brothers, each more imposing than the last in their sitting posture, making Wang Xinyu seem less manly by comparison.

Fu Ying didn’t join the commotion, went to a window to get her food, and then saw her little brother.

Her little brother was wearing white clothing, masked, serving food at the window.

"Little brother, you, you started working?" Fu Ying was surprised.

Fu Yan didn’t look at her, while serving her the food, he kept staring straight at Jin Can’s group.

"Little brother, I want a lot, a lot of meat."

"Eh?" Fu Yan frowned, scrutinized her, scooped the beef and potatoes back, and filled her plate with vegetables, "You’re too fat, eat some vegetables."

Following behind Fu Ying, Lin Lishan suddenly felt inferior.

Fu Ying wasn’t tall, barely 160 cm with shoes, lean, looking less than 90 pounds; and she’s still considered fat.

How is one supposed to live then?

Lin Lishan was preparing to switch to another window when Fu Yan called out: "Next in line, hurry up, I’m short on time."

Lin Lishan reluctantly passed her meal tray over, drooling over the beef and potatoes,

Fu Yan, preoccupied with something on his mind, absentmindedly served her all beef.

Fu Ying: "?"

Really?