My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 191: A Bit Nervous for the First Time

Chapter 191: Chapter 191: A Bit Nervous for the First Time

After the end of July, August arrived, and summer vacation came.

Fu Ying was at home chatting with Aunt Wen, talking about how Wen Tian won’t return this summer vacation as he plans to do an internship.

Aunt Wen plans to visit him since he’s her son and she would certainly miss him if she doesn’t see him.

The air conditioning was on in the house because grandma has cold feet and stomach, so Wen Qing covered her with a woolen blanket.

Grandma didn’t move at all, just staring at the TV that played dramas from the ’80s—simple yet tumultuous content about neighborhood and family conflicts.

Grandma loves watching these, they’re close to the life she experienced back then.

"Little sister, the phone is ringing."

Upstairs, her sister-in-law called out to her. Fu Ying immediately ran to the bedroom to answer the phone.

The man was very patient, waiting on the line.

Fu Ying held the phone, gently swiped the answer button: "Hello, brother? What’s up?"

"I need to take a long trip."

Fu Ying leaned near the window outside—it was around three or four o’clock, the sun still high, the air heated with swarms of tiny flying bugs visible.

"Okay, I’ll wait for you."

"My mom’s health isn’t good, and I’m planning to take her to a major hospital for a check-up, she also wants to visit relatives back in her hometown, might take about a month."

Fu Ying cast down her eyes: "Mm, I’ll wait for you."

"Yingying." Shen Liguang leaned in the car and took a drag of his cigarette, calling her name gently, sounding like muttering to himself.

"Mm."

"Let’s get our marriage certificate."

Fu Ying’s heart skipped a beat—though she was prepared, it still made her heart race.

That was marriage.

A lifetime commitment.

Fu Ying fumbled for her ID, checking the date, carefully confirming several times—it’d be August 9th: "Tomorrow, I’ll only turn twenty."

She pursed her lips, joy reaching her brows.

"Alright, I’ll come to pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Mm."

That night, Fu Ying couldn’t sleep at all, tossing and turning in bed, simply staring at the ceiling and blinking.

Qibao jumped onto the bed, walked over, and sniffed her.

Fu Ying turned over, cuddling Qibao in bed and happily rolling around.

Qibao struggled mightily until finally breaking free, jumping onto the windowsill.

Fu Ying lay on the bed, lit by the outside light, lifted her hand, her pajama sleeve slid down to reveal the White Jade Bracelet.

The jade bracelet was crystal clear and lustrous.

She watched it quietly, mesmerized.

The man also didn’t sleep, pinching the sachet the girl gave him, absentmindedly watching a movie, his lips unwittingly curling up.

He kept the TV volume very low, not knowing what woke Li Ruolan.

"Why aren’t you sleeping? Not comfortable on the sofa?"

Shen Liguang shook his head, smiling without speaking.

"This, I never asked where it came from."

"She gave it to me."

"She can even embroider." Li Ruolan was surprised, reaching out to take the sachet to look, what could she say—though it wasn’t perfectly done, somewhat crooked and twisted, you could tell much effort was put into it.

"When you’re back this time, meet with Uncle Fu and his family, have a meal together."

Li Ruolan nodded, joy in her eyes: "Yes, I’ve been looking forward to this day."

"Go to sleep early, we have a train at ten in the morning."

"It’s still early, Mom wants to talk to you for a while." Li Ruolan turned to look at the TV showing a foreign film with incomprehensible dialogue.

Li Ruolan slowly spoke: "Don’t ever let Yingying down."

"I won’t."

"She’s young, genuinely fond of you, and you were distrustful of her."

"It wasn’t distrust, too many factors come with the future, but I’m committed." Shen Liguang’s gaze shifted toward the dark night sky, deepening, "To possess her would be my good fortune; if not, it is fate."

Li Ruolan couldn’t help but laugh: "You’re making it sound like such a grave matter."

Shen Liguang flicked his tongue against his cheek, suddenly smiling: "It is serious."

"What about it? If one day she wants a divorce or something, do you still plan on keeping her with you for life?" Li Ruolan’s face turned cold.

Shen Liguang just smiled, not saying a word.

"I don’t want to think about the future, I just want to think about now. After we get our marriage certificate, I will be a husband, and it’s different. The responsibilities on my shoulders will be different, you know?"

Shen Liguang nodded: "You don’t need to worry about it."

Li Ruolan held his hand, gently patted it, and sighed deeply.

It’s not about worry or unhappiness, just emotion.

"Go to sleep."

Li Ruolan nodded, told him to go to bed early, and then returned to his room.

That night, stars filled the entire sky, and that silver curve shined with white light.

On a summer night, with the faint sound of frogs and cicadas, Shen Liguang suddenly received a message from a girl saying: I like the stars, if we have a girl in the future, we should name her Stars.

Shen Liguang smiled and replied: Shen Xing?

The girl replied: What a perfunctory name.

Shen Liguang chuckled and replied: Go to sleep fast, or will you be able to get up tomorrow?

The girl replied with a "good" and then entered dreamland.

In the dead of night, Shen Liguang stared at the message that the girl liked, and smiled for a long time.

...

Early in the morning, the girl dressed up beautifully, wearing a white short top, a light-colored skirt, white socks, and canvas shoes, looking spirited as she followed the man.

Fu Mingchuan sighed.

Wen Qing said: "It’s a happy occasion, why the sigh?"

"I guess she’ll soon be thinking about moving out."

"That’s normal, after they get their marriage certificate, legally they are husband and wife, it’s perfectly normal for them to live together."

Fu Mingchuan sighed again, always feeling that his daughter was too young to marry.

As a legal couple, Fu Ying rested her face on the car window, watching the streetscape, thinking about these words, her lips curved up uncontrollably, filled with joy.

Finally, she was going to marry him.

It felt like a dream.

"Don’t stick your head out the window."

"Oh." Fu Ying obediently pulled her head back in and listened to the GPS announcing that they were 50 meters from the destination; her fingers nervously grasped her skirt.

The man parked the car and held her hand as they walked inside; he felt the little figure beside him walking stiffly: "Nervous?"

Fu Ying nodded lightly: "Yeah, a little, it’s my first time."

"Your first time, you want a second time in the future?"

"No." The girl looked down, her voice containing a hint of coquettish protest, "I just wanted to express that I’m nervous."

The two of them sat on a bench outside and waited; the girl sat upright with her hands on her thighs, just like a primary school student, visibly nervous.

The man whispered in her ear: "Then let’s go back, we don’t have to get the certificate."

The girl lifted her eyes to look at him and coquettishly hit him with her hand.

Shen Liguang caught her small fist and pulled her over to kiss her lips.

Fu Ying’s face suddenly turned red, and she quickly withdrew her hand and looked down.

Shen Liguang slightly lowered his gaze, licked the corner of his mouth, and a playful smile spread across his face.

They arrived early, and there weren’t many people around; the staff asked them to fill out the application forms. Fu Ying’s hand shook with every word she wrote.

Then they handed over their IDs, and when she saw the two red booklets being stamped, Fu Ying’s heart throbbed violently.

"Keep it with you."

Fu Ying nodded, pursed her lips, and took his booklet.

Shen Liguang looked down at her,

"Why aren’t you talking?"

Fu Ying shook her head, lips pursed, eyes reddening.

Shen Liguang, feeling somewhat helpless, pulled her into his arms,

and slipped a ring onto her ring finger.

Fu Ying was stunned for a moment, dazed, and looked up at him.

The man smiled, raised his hand to rub her head: "I’m leaving now, wait for me at home obediently."

"Are you leaving now?"

Shen Liguang looked at her with an indulgent tenderness, "Mmm," he grunted, finding it hard to bear.

"Don’t do this."

Fu Ying bit her lip looking at him.

Shen Liguang cast his gaze downward, suddenly reached out, pulled her tightly into his arms, and kissed her fervently.