My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 42 He’s Crazy Too

Chapter 42: Chapter 42 He’s Crazy Too

Fu Yi watched the petite girl tightly grasp Shen Liguang and found it amusing.

The cutest height difference really sparked the imagination.

Shen Liguang: "She’s your sister."

Fu Yi: "Isn’t my sister your sister too? Why are you being so formal with me?"

"But..."

"She’s just feeling sick because of the fever. When my dad comes back, you can hand her over to him." Fu Yi dumped the troublesome Fu Ying onto Shen Liguang and returned to his room.

The delicate body in his arms trembled slightly, the shoulders heaving because of the crying.

The girl’s tears soaked through his shirt, it must be very uncomfortable, she cried particularly heartbreakingly.

Shen Liguang just stood there, maintained the initial posture, motionless, letting her hold onto him, waiting for her to stop crying.

The girl’s arms tightly encircled his waist, it was only the second time for Shen Liguang to be in such close contact with a girl besides work.

Feeling the softness in his arms, burning hot, like a fire about to consume him, Shen Liguang licked his lips, feeling a dry throat.

His eyes darkened, and he thought he was going crazy.

To have such feelings for an underage girl.

Perverted?

He definitely didn’t have pedophilia.

Shen Liguang suppressed those feelings, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Is it okay to let go of brother?"

Fu Ying raised her hand to wipe her tears and stepped back.

The fragile little thing left, and Shen Liguang suddenly felt an emptiness in his arms.

"Sorry, brother, for wetting your shirt."

Fu Ying rubbed her eyes which were softer after crying.

Shen Liguang hurriedly glanced at her face and said, "It doesn’t matter."

Fu Ying looked at him, biting her lip, tears fell again.

She quickly raised her hand and wiped her tears away.

She had never expected to fall in love with a man in this world, a man who had a girlfriend.

Such a feeling, truly bitter.

Shen Liguang: "Is it very unbearable?"

Fu Ying hung her head, her hair messy like a sad little kitten.

"Mm, very unbearable."

The girl’s voice was sticky and choked.

"Suddenly miss mom."

He raised his hand, hesitated a moment, then gently touched her head, his tone gentle, his words childish: "Your mom went to a very beautiful place. She will watch over you growing up from there, silently protecting you."

Shen Liguang suddenly found his own words a bit funny.

Even kids wouldn’t believe such things.

Fu Ying nodded, but still felt a blockage in her heart.

"When the fever subsides, and you have a holiday, shall I take you out to have fun?"

She sniffed, nodded, and returned to her bedroom.

Shen Liguang watched her go back to the room, suddenly feeling uneasy.

He walked to the window, stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, lowered his head, and lit it.

He took a deep puff, but his irritation grew deeper.

He pondered whether his lack of girlfriends in recent years was the reason.

...

Fu Ying ran to the bathroom to wash her face, then lay on the bed, staring at the sketch of Shen Liguang in her diary.

Her heart pounded fiercely, feeling an uncontrollable urge.

She wanted to tell him, she liked him.

But he had a girlfriend.

They were adults, one handsome, the other beautiful, matched perfectly.

What about her, merely sixteen years old, just a little kid in their eyes.

Perhaps, he always saw her as a sister.

Only she, every deep night writes in her diary for him, feeling sad for him, restless for him.

Perhaps, as she grows up, meets many people, with time, her feelings might change.

Should she, thus kill the flurry in her heart?

But every time she thought of him, saw him, her heart beat passionately, that fondness ready to burst out of its cage.

She especially wanted to grow up, to stand in front of him as an adult, and tell him that she liked him.

Fu Ying felt conflicted, but gradually came to terms with her feelings.

If he really had a girlfriend, then she would keep her feelings deeply hidden in her heart, not telling him, not letting him know, so as not to affect him.

Once she grew up, she would slowly tire out and gradually give up.

Fu Ying closed her eyes and placed the diary on her chest.

It turned out, after meeting him, her emotions became this complicated.

Fu Ying fell asleep in bed, and then Fu Mingchuan called the doctor back.

She was given an IV drip, and her fever subsided in the latter half of the night.

Fu Mingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, tucked her in, and gently took the diary from her hand.

His daughter had grown up and had her little secrets; Fu Mingchuan didn’t intend to read her diary, but his gaze unintentionally caught the name Shen Liguang.

Seeing a man’s name in a little girl’s diary, Fu Mingchuan quickly realized what was going on.

He couldn’t help himself and read that entry in the diary.

It wasn’t long.

2021.4.29, sunny.

Suddenly realized that I can’t suppress my feelings for him, always involuntarily wanting to be close to him.

After reading, Fu Mingchuan felt conflicted.

Although he hadn’t specifically warned Fu Ying against dating early, she was only sixteen years old, and Shen Liguang was a full nine years older than her.

Shen Liguang was an adult, and she was still a child.

Fu Mingchuan silently put the diary back, left the room.

...

After attending school for a day, Fu Ying had a holiday for May Day.

Shen Liguang really came to take her out.

Fu Ying sat in the car, rolling down the window.

Shen Liguang glanced at her through the rearview mirror: "Motion sickness?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Yes."

Shen Liguang didn’t say anything, just slowed down the speed a bit.

Fu Ying leaned on the window, staring out at the roadside shops, her eyes dazzled by the sights.

They didn’t know where to go, so they let Fu Yan decide.

Fu Yan was full of ideas.

Deciding where to go was never a problem for him; others would really have to think about it for a while.

He looked at his phone, directing Shen Liguang: "Brother Li Guang, let’s go to the amusement park first, have lunch outside, and go to a haunted house in the evening, how about that?"

Shen Liguang held the steering wheel, his gaze focused on the road ahead: "Alright."

Fu Yan nodded: "Then it’s decided, I’ll send you the amusement park address."

Fu Yan sent the address to Shen Liguang, then bowed his head searching through his contacts, then he didn’t know who he was calling, but the call rang for a long time and no one answered.

Fu Yan was a little annoyed, frowning.

This Xia Jinyun was definitely a major difficulty in his pursuit of girls.

The more challenging it was, the more he wanted to take it on.

Fu Yan put his phone in his pocket, turned his head to look beside him.

The girl was too quiet, lying at the window, her gaze fixed intently outside.

Fu Yan clicked his tongue and reached out to pull her back into the car: "What did I say last time, don’t put your head out the window."

"Oh." Fu Ying touched her nose, her voice muffled.

"Feeling unwell? Are you sick?" Fu Yan raised his hand to touch her forehead, "No? Then why the lack of energy?"

"I get motion sickness."

"I remember you didn’t used to get motion sickness."

"Now I do."

Fu Yan: "You’re quite willful."

Fu Ying glanced up, briefly catching sight of the rearview mirror.

The man’s lips were pursed, his gaze focused, but there was an unwritten rule that she would get caught whenever she tried to sneak a peek, and sure enough, the man suddenly raised his eyes to stare at the rearview mirror.

Their eyes met for 0.1 second, Fu Ying hurriedly shifted her gaze, turning to Fu Yan saying, "Little bro, what are some safe and fun activities at the amusement park?"

Fu Yan: "Yes."

Fu Ying blinked her brown eyes: "What?"

"Merry-go-round." saying this, Fu Yan sized up Fu Ying, his tone mocking, "It suits your height, like a elementary school student."