My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 73: Love Letter

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Love Letter

In the afternoon, the heat was oppressive; they had a gym class.

During roll call, several security guards, each armed with a tool, ran over to warn the students about a snake in the grass on the field, advising them not to go in that direction when they dispersed and to be careful of their safety.

At that time, the blazing sun was overhead, making it nearly impossible to keep one’s eyes open.

Fu Ying looked up and saw two or three firefighters walking towards the deeper part of the field.

Fu Ying recognized Shen Liguang at first glance; whenever he appeared, he attracted attention.

Shen Liguang subconsciously glanced in her direction, and Fu Ying quickly diverted her gaze elsewhere.

"Lin Lishan, it feels like something got into my eye."

Lin Lishan leaned in close: "Let me blow on it for you."

Shen Liguang’s lips curled upward slightly as he indifferently withdrew his gaze from the girls.

The sunlight is just like her...

"Alright, feel free to do your own activities now."

Fu Ying’s thoughts were all on him, not looking but mentally engaged.

Hearing the gym teacher announce their dismissal, she was slow to react.

Lin Lishan nudged her, asking if she wanted to go watch the firefighters catch the snake.

Fu Ying glanced in that direction, and at that moment, several girls ran over to watch the firefighters.

She smiled and shook her head: "It’s too hot, I don’t want to go."

"Okay then."

The two girls found a shady spot to sit, and Lin Lishan excitedly took out her phone to show Fu Ying: "It’s the guy that I told you about last time, who really got my attention, remember?"

Fu Ying nodded: "I remember, what about him?"

"I have his WeChat now."

"That fast?"

Lin Lishan raised an eyebrow proudly: "There you go, let me show you his photos."

Fu Ying took a brief look, nodded, and said: "He’s handsome."

Her eyes were on Lin Lishan’s phone when the man got up to leave; when Fu Ying looked up, she saw his tall figure walking away.

She withdrew her gaze, chatting intermittently with Lin Lishan.

Lin Lishan mentioned that the boy she liked was from class 1, a straight-A student named... Fu Ying didn’t listen closely because she was thinking about the man.

Lin Lishan, who was quite experienced with romance, shared with Fu Ying many techniques to quickly advance a relationship with the opposite sex.

Like watching a horror movie with a boy and then snuggling into his arms when scared.

Or pretending to fall accidentally, creating physical contact.

And who knows, maybe even a kiss.

Or an inadvertent seductive gesture that makes a man act unnaturally.

All these tips, Fu Ying silently took note of.

"You are quite experienced."

"I learned it from reading novels." Lin Lishan said with a mischievous wink, "Want to hear even more exciting tips?"

Fu Ying thought of a trendy internet slang she had seen online: "You must be an LSP."

Lin Lishan readily admitted: "That’s right, if you’re ever unsure how to snag a boyfriend, come to me."

Fu Ying’s face turned red like a sunset.

...

Studying in the second year of high school was intense, and although Fu Ying had tutored during the summer break, she still found it challenging.

There was an endless amount of stuff to memorize.

Piles of tests to complete.

Neverending math problems to solve.

And a person she couldn’t stop thinking about.

Under the pressure of intense study, Fu Ying looked forward to Saturday.

That night, he and his older brother came to her house.

At ten o’clock at night, she got up thirsty and went downstairs for water, and as soon as she stepped out of the bedroom, she saw him and his brother laughing and walking upstairs.

Fu Ying’s heart tightened, her drowsiness vanishing all at once, leaving her wide awake.

"Haven’t gone to bed yet?" Fu Yi reached out and touched her head.

She stood up straight and obediently: "I’m going downstairs to get some water."

"Alright, go ahead."

Fu Yi affectionately patted her head, then went back to his room.

The man brushed past her, and Fu Ying caught the faint scent of tobacco on him.

Fu Ying couldn’t adapt to the scent and rubbed her nose with her hand.

She walked downstairs with her head down and stopped when she heard the door closing behind her, glancing back at the entrance.

At night, just by seeing him, Fu Ying lay in bed, flipping over and chuckling like a fool.

Laughing until she couldn’t stop the corners of her mouth from curling upward.

Next door.

Fu Yi frowned, "What are you looking at?"

Shen Liguang leaned against the window, looking down at the grass by the road where a few fireflies were flying, twinkling green.

Hearing Fu Yi’s question, he carelessly replied, "Nothing much."

"You’ve been preoccupied lately."

Shen Liguang chuckled, "What concerns could I have?"

"We’ve known each other for so many years, you can’t hide it from me," Fu Yi laughed without composure, "Thinking of women?"

"Thinking of girls."

Shen Liguang laughed carelessly, and Fu Yi heard it with half belief and half doubt.

"You keep thinking, I’m off to sleep."

"Mhm."

September slipped away quietly, and the weather turned cool.

On Thursday, as usual, Fu Ying was on duty.

She and a few classmates who were on duty would delegate the task of taking out the trash to Fu Ying.

The others simply didn’t want to take the trash out, but Lin Lishan intentionally let Fu Ying do it.

Lin Lishan didn’t know her specific secret. Fu Ying wouldn’t tell, and she wouldn’t ask.

Kicking stones along the way, Fu Ying paused now and then. On her way back from disposing of the trash, she saw him waiting for a bus at the platform.

Fu Ying couldn’t resist stopping to watch for a while.

Soon, the bus came and blocked Fu Ying’s view of him, and after the bus left, he was already gone.

Fu Ying couldn’t help but curve her lips and returned to the classroom.

She suddenly realized she wasn’t like this at the beginning.

At first, seeing him, she couldn’t resist wanting to get closer; getting closer, she couldn’t resist speaking to him.

Now, just a distant glance at him was enough to satisfy her heart.

It seems she’s becoming more and more afraid to act rashly.

Fu Ying returned to the classroom to find her desk mate Lin Lishan quarreling with Xiao Minghui at the back.

"Xiao Minghui, are you sick? Give Fu Ying’s things back to her!"

Xiao Minghui laughed, "Why are you so anxious, it’s not even yours."

Fu Ying’s heart constricted, thinking it was her diary book. She immediately rushed over and snatched it, only to find it was a love letter.

Fu Ying frowned, looking at Xiao Minghui with disgust, "If you touch my things again, don’t blame me for being rude."

Everyone knew that Fu Ying used to be wild, but now she’s tame, and they feared provoking her would lead to no good.

Also, considering her brother attending university across the street, Xiao Minghui backed down, giving a sheepish laugh, "Alright, I won’t touch your stuff again."

Fu Ying sat down and opened the love letter, expecting it to be from Shi Xiaofeng again but saw a different name.

Lin Lishan exclaimed, "Fu Ying, you’ve actually received a love letter."

"Who put it on my desk?"

Lin Lishan shook her head, "Not sure, when I came back I just saw Xiao Minghui taking your things, then the scene just happened."

Tan Ruonian walked into the classroom, and before Fu Ying could think more about it, she stuffed the love letter hastily into her school uniform pocket.

During the self-study class, Fu Ying was restless for a while, then began to dwell on the love letter.

In the early autumn evening, the weather started to cool.

Fu Ying lay on the writing desk and wrote him a love letter.

Weighing her words carefully, not daring to be too sentimental, nor too insincere.

Writing and tearing, tearing and writing, back and forth, until at last she was barely satisfied.

In the end, when signing her name... she looked up at the window.

And then at the signature she wrote: Firefly.

She stared at the character for "firefly," feeling as if she was revealing herself, then crossed it out.

Pondering deeply and unsure of what to sign, she yawned and climbed into bed.

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