My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 72 Youthful Love Is Hard to Last

Chapter 72: Chapter 72 Youthful Love Is Hard to Last

During the break, Fu Ying took out her diary and placed it on the desk when suddenly one of the more boisterous boys in class snatched it away.

Fu Ying immediately stood up, trying to snatch it back.

The boy chuckled, "You’re always doodling in this notebook, what exactly are you drawing?"

"Xiao Minghui, give me back my notebook!"

"Let me have a look."

Fu Ying frowned, and just as Xiao Minghui was about to flip open the notebook, she quickly stepped forward and snatched it back.

Xiao Minghui shrugged his shoulders, "So stingy."

Fu Ying blushed with anger and blurted out her first swear word in her life, "Stingy your sister."

Her delicate and gentle voice made it sound less like a curse and more like coy complaining.

Xiao Minghui felt tickled by the comment, "Hey, Fu Ying, I just wanted to have a look. Do you have some kind of secret?"

Fu Ying frowned, gave him a glance, and without a word, returned to her seat.

Seeing that she was ignoring him, Xiao Minghui touched his nose and sulkily walked out to the corridor.

Fu Ying sighed with relief and put the notebook back into her backpack.

It needed to be hidden well.

"Fu Ying."

At the sound of the bell, Lin Lishan ran back into the classroom, her face flushed red.

Lin Lishan blushingly said, "Fu Ying, I’m going to fall in love."

She said it bluntly as soon as she sat down.

Fu Ying was startled, "Huh?"

"I said, I’m going to fall in love?"

"What’s the matter?"

Lin Lishan took hold of Fu Ying’s hand with one hand, her face flushing with shame, "I saw a boy who made my heart flutter."

Fu Ying asked, "And then?"

"Just now, when the bell rang, I wasn’t paying attention and bumped into him." Lin Lishan paused, and the last few words she uttered were shy and quick, "Ran right into my heart."

Fu Ying couldn’t help but laugh, "Really, or are you joking?"

"Would I lie to you? Anyway, I’m going to fall in love."

"You do realize he doesn’t even know you, right?"

Lin Lishan confidently declared, "Sooner or later, I will pursue him, before he becomes someone else’s boyfriend. I will win him over."

As she spoke, Lin Lishan’s face turned even more red.

Just then, the math teacher walked in, and while Fu Ying thought about Lin Lishan’s words, she took out her textbook.

That math class seemed to drag on especially long.

Fu Ying tried hard to concentrate on the lecture, staring at the blackboard, watching the math teacher’s signature move—rapping on the board.

Listening to his catchphrase: "I’ve taught a similar problem before, how do you still not understand it?!"

Fu Ying lowered her head and wrote the word ’solution’ on her draft paper, and then, inadvertently, she wrote Shen Liguang’s name after it.

She paused in shock and quickly scribbled out his name.

She raised her hand to pat her head, then refocused on the lecture.

After school, she ran into Wen Tian at the doorway.

After the classes were divided, Wen Tian had gone to the science class and was still ranked first in the grade.

Fu Ying walked over and saw that this study machine was waiting for the bus while solving problems, admiring his self-discipline.

"Wen Tian."

Wen Tian looked up, saw Fu Ying, and shifted his gaze away.

"Mhm."

"Why are you so hardworking?"

Wen Tian nodded, "Well, we’re in our second year of high school now."

Fu Ying sighed; there was a reason she was not doing so well.

Study machines really loved studying too much.

Noticing the young girl’s frustration beside him, Wen Tian pushed his glasses up and comforted her in a soft voice, "You’re already doing great. At least, you used to skip classes and fight, but now you’ve begun to study. That’s progress."

After finishing, Wen Tian’s face turned slightly red.

Fu Ying’s gaze was fixed on the bus stop across the street, completely oblivious to what had just transpired.

She indifferently responded with a simple, "Mhm."

Wen Tian lowered his head and continued to solve the problem.

The number 7 bus passed by without a glimpse of that figure.

Fu Ying withdrew her gaze and looked at Wen Tian.

She considered Wen Tian reliable, smart too. After a long thought, with a face that seemed indifferent, she asked, "Wen Tian, do you think it’s normal for someone our age to like another person?"

Wen Tian was startled for a moment, then fell silent.

Then he asked, "Is it you?"

"How could that be?" Fu Ying smiled, thinking of Lin Lishan saying she wanted to be in a relationship, she could only use her as an excuse, "It’s my deskmate, Lin Lishan. She said she wants to be in love, so I asked."

"Oh..." Wen Tian pondered seriously, "At our age, it’s easy to feel affection for the opposite sex, called the budding of young love, which is normal. It’s just that we’re too young and fickle. It probably won’t last long."

It won’t last long.

Hearing these words, Fu Ying felt both discomfort and relief.

Perhaps, she would change her mind before turning eighty, and then it wouldn’t be so hard.

Wen Tian paused, then added, "But not necessarily, people are different. What I say applies to most."

The girl listened and nodded.

It was dusk, and the temperature was also high.

A layer of fine sweat broke out on Fu Ying’s forehead.

Wen Tian’s mother came to pick him up.

That enthusiastic aunt lit up at the sight of her, and Fu Ying was scared to death.

Wen Qing looked at the little girl and asked with a smile, "Your dad didn’t come to pick you up?"

Fu Ying shook her head, "My older brother is coming, I have to wait a while."

If it weren’t for a stretch of road inaccessible by car near her house, she would take the bus herself.

Her older brother would only come to pick her up after dealing with his own matters.

"Alright, then auntie will leave first."

Fu Ying nodded politely, "Goodbye, auntie."

After Wen Tian left, Fu Ying waited at the school for a while until Fu Yan arrived.

Fu Ying was so hot she was red in the face, and she quickly got into the car.

The air conditioning was on in the car, and the cool air was blissfully refreshing.

Fu Ying grabbed a tissue and cursed Fu Yan several times in her mind.

Fu Yan frowned, "How did you get so hot?"

Fu Ying gave him a glare, "If you were any later, I’d be dried out."

Fu Yan: "..."

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After her shower, Fu Ying wiped her hair and stuffed her homework into her backpack, then went to fiddle with the computer.

Fu Mingchuan just bought it for her today. The previous one, possessed by the original Fu Ying, had been broken, and after seeing she didn’t study, Fu Mingchuan didn’t buy a new one.

In the second semester of the first year of senior high school, seeing that Fu Ying had changed a lot and begun to study hard, he bought her another one.

Fu Ying already found the smartphone magical, and now she had a computer.

She played around with curiosity, starting before it was dark, and didn’t stop until nighttime.

When she began to feel eye strain and prepared to turn off the computer and sleep, she heard the conversation between her oldest brother and Shen Liguang downstairs.

Fu Ying walked to the window and looked down.

Fu Yi got out of the car, but instead of going straight into the house, he leaned on the car window with a smile and teased, "That face, going to need reconstructive surgery, huh?"

Shen Liguang frowned and wiped the blood from his hand, "I don’t make a living with my face anyway."

"You old bachelor, don’t you know young girls these days like good-looking guys?"

Shen Liguang suddenly laughed and cursed at Fu Yi without good air, "Get lost."

Fu Yi laughed, waved at him, and went into the house.

He didn’t stay, just dropped off her brother.

Afterwards, he drove away.

Fu Ying watched for a long time until his car completely disappeared from sight before she returned to her bed.

She closed her eyes, and Wen Tian’s words popped into her mind.

The love of youth is hard to sustain for long.

If it lasts, it’s for a lifetime.