My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 45: So She Has a Crush on My Brother

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: So She Has a Crush on My Brother

Xia Jinyun dropped her off, and then it started to rain.

Fu Ying looked at her slender and tall figure, which appeared especially frail, as she walked through the door and then turned back.

"It’s raining."

Xia Jinyun turned around and smiled: "It’s no big deal."

Fu Ying stepped forward, grabbing her clothes without uttering a word.

Xia Jinyun found it amusing and adorable.

The little girl, who was half a head shorter than her, stood by her side, her small hand clutching at her clothes, not letting her go because of the rain.

Xia Jinyun felt a warmth in her heart.

Xia Jinyun looked up, glanced at the second floor, and hesitated: "Alright then, thank you."

At night, the two girls slept in the same room.

The little girl’s room had a girlish, pastoral style, filled with a gentle and peaceful atmosphere.

Fu Ying set down her backpack, glanced at the diary on the writing desk, then hastily tucked it back into the drawer.

After taking a bath, they lay in bed without speaking, probably due to not being very familiar with one another.

Fu Ying turned over, perhaps feeling slightly uncomfortable since it was her first time sleeping with someone else.

Beside her, Xia Jinyun took out her phone, put on headphones, not knowing what she was listening to.

Fu Ying was curious: "What are you listening to?"

Xia Jinyun: "Do you want to hear it?"

Fu Ying nodded: "May I?"

"Sure." Xia Jinyun took off the headphones and put them on her.

And so, the two girls lay side by side in bed, each wearing one earbud, listening to a song about a crush, sharing the same thoughts and the same bitterness.

The melody and the lyrics of the song word by word seeped into Fu Ying’s heart.

"How do I broach

This deeply hidden affection

That for years has resided in my journal - it’s you

The one who doesn’t spare me a glance as we pass by

Having a crush is a solitary affair

..."

Fu Ying felt a sting in her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering lightly: "Sis, what’s the name of this song?"

Xia Jinyun curved her lips, smiling bitterly: "Having a Crush is a Solitary Affair."

"It’s nice." Fu Ying paused, then carefully asked, "Sis, do you have someone you secretly like?"

"Uh-huh."

"Who is it?"

Fu Ying turned over to face her.

Xia Jinyun did the same, the two girls now facing each other, eye to eye.

The music in the earbuds continued to play, the lyrics echoing repeatedly in their minds. Xia Jinyun sighed deeply, with a feeling of oppression in her chest.

She stayed silent for a while: "If I tell you, you must keep it a secret."

Fu Ying nodded.

Xia Jinyun turned again, staring at the ceiling, her voice light: "Your big brother."

Fu Ying was taken aback.

She truly hadn’t expected her to be in love with her own big brother.

She had thought Xia Jinyun liked Shen Liguang because she saw them laughing together and even wearing matching hair clips, causing her to cry twice over a misunderstanding.

Especially sentimental of her.

"Why don’t you tell my big brother?"

Xia Jinyun shook her head: "I don’t dare to. He was excellent in school, and I was just average. Your brother always had beautiful girls around him, and I was too insignificant."

"Having a crush is an addictive thing; the longer you don’t say it, the harder it is to express."

"I never used to believe in love at first sight," Xia Jinyun said, laughing, "until I met your big brother."

"But getting to know him happened six years ago, and it’s only now that he’s aware of my existence."

Fu Ying wanted to give her a hug. She got up, pulled out a piece of orange candy from the drawer, and handed it to her.

Xia Jinyun: "Thank you."

That night, Fu Ying and Xia Jinyun talked a lot. The two girls, not very familiar with each other at first, grew closer because of it.

Because they were the same.

They both had someone they secretly loved.

In the end, Xia Jinyun exhaled contentedly: "Ah, I’ve secretly kept this in my heart for so many years, and talking about it now makes me feel much more relieved."

Fu Ying also felt a tightness in her chest.

But she didn’t have the courage to speak her mind, at least not for now.

"Alright, sleep early, you still have classes tomorrow." Xia Jinyun reached out, gently patting her head very tenderly.

Fu Ying suddenly really liked this feeling.

Fu Ying smiled with her eyes and said, "Sister, can I secretly think of you as my sister-in-law, is that okay?"

Xia Jinyun couldn’t help but laugh: "Let’s stick with sister."

Fu Ying obediently nodded.

"Time for bed."

Fu Ying obediently closed her eyes.

That night, Fu Ying had a good sleep, even her dreams were sweet.

When she woke up at dawn, her cold was gone.

...

Fu Ying woke up early; last night, Fu Yan had not returned, and Fu Mingchuan wanted to take her to school.

Xia Jinyun said it was on her way, and Fu Ying was happy to go with her, so Fu Mingchuan followed them.

Fu Ying quickly finished her breakfast, grabbed her backpack, and followed Xia Jinyun out the door.

Fu Mingchuan reminded them from behind, "Jinyun, ride slower and be safe."

"Got it, Uncle Fu."

That day, Fu Ying was spirited in class.

But she still found English and math classes to be very long.

The bell rang at the end of the last class, and it was time for Fu Ying’s competition; Tan Ruonian, who rarely showed her such importance, specifically came to remind her.

"Don’t be nervous during the competition, just take it as usual."

Fu Ying nodded: "Got it."

Tan Ruonian seemed to want to say something more, opened her mouth, but then swallowed her words.

After all, her representing the school in the competition at another school took everyone by surprise.

Who would have thought that a girl who fights, skips classes, and is more mischievous than boys would represent a school in a competition?

But that was a fact.

Fu Ying took the school bus to the competition, and on the way, passed a fire truck head-on.

Fu Ying sat by the window, her gaze following the fire truck.

The man behind the wheel, with a stern look, was staring straight ahead, as if contending with death.

She looked at the man, but the man did not see her.

Fu Ying noticed that he only failed to notice her watching him when he was working.

As the two vehicles passed each other and gradually distanced themselves, Fu Ying suddenly thought of a very philosophical question.

Would she and Shen Liguang be like these two vehicles in the future, getting further and further apart, heading to different places?

When the bus stopped, Fu Ying shook her head, suppressing all pessimistic thoughts, and entered the competition venue.

The scene was very formal, with many people, judges, and competitors, and Fu Ying felt a bit restrained.

She took her place as arranged by the teacher.

"Why are you here?"

Suddenly, someone spoke to her, and Fu Ying looked up.

Before her was her aunt’s daughter, Cheng Yiyi.

Cheng Yiyi was looking at her with a surprised gaze.

"You’re here to compete too?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Yeah."

Cheng Yiyi had an incredulous expression: "Seriously? You know how?"

Fu Ying: "I know a bit."

Cheng Yiyi mocked with a laugh: "How terrible must your school be to let you compete?"

"Our school is okay."

Cheng Yiyi smiled and advised her, "You better go back, get eliminated in the first round and it’s not just your face you’ll lose, but your school’s reputation as well."

Fu Ying: "They also said I’d be eliminated in the first round during the preliminary competition."

"..." Cheng Yiyi was at a loss for words.

She only felt that Fu Ying was extremely arrogant.

Her?

Competing?

It would be good enough if she lasted one round.

Fu Ying’s clear eyes sparkled, clear and innocent like a deer’s, which made people envious.

"Students, please take your seats according to your names, the competition is starting."

Upon hearing the announcement, Cheng Yiyi sneered and returned to her own seat.