My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 84 Hug

Chapter 84: Chapter 84 Hug

When Shen Liguang arrived at the bar, the little one was already dead drunk.

Shen Liguang glanced at the table, two bottles of beer...

The little girl couldn’t hold her liquor, two beers and she was out.

Several waiters were looking after her, a child crying, with no experience handling kids, they were all at their wit’s end.

As Shen Liguang approached, a male waiter grabbed at him like a lifeline: "You’re the kid’s brother, right?"

Shen Liguang glanced at the girl sprawled on the ground, acting crazy from the alcohol, and nodded: "Mhm."

"Please, take the child away quickly. She’s been crying nonstop, and when we ask her what’s wrong, she doesn’t talk, just cries her eyes out."

"Sorry for the inconvenience."

The waiter smiled: "It’s not too much trouble, it’s just she hasn’t paid for her drinks."

"How much? Give me the bill."

"You can settle the bill at the front desk when you leave."

Shen Liguang nodded.

The bar staff went off to attend to other matters.

Shen Liguang squatted down and the girl lifted her head, her little face flushed from the alcohol, her eyes wet with tears. Seeing Shen Liguang, she opened her arms wanting a hug.

"Brother, hug."

Her voice was very soft, soft enough to melt one’s heart.

Shen Liguang saw that the little one had been crying fiercely, with tearful puppy eyes and a red nose, a sight that tugged at the heartstrings.

His heart softened, and he responded: "Mhm?"

"Hug."

"No hug."

"If you don’t hug me, I’ll cry."

"Then cry, let me see."

Fu Ying blinked and squeezed out a few tears.

Shen Liguang chuckled lightly: "Brother’s heart is very tough, crying won’t work."

"Then will brother’s heart be moved?"

Fu Ying was heavily drunk, leaning on the man’s chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Then surprised: "It beats as fast as mine."

Shen Liguang laughed: "If it didn’t beat, I’d be dead."

The little girl pointed to her chest, looking pitiful: "I so wish, my heart wouldn’t beat."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Shen Liguang raised his hand, gently touched her head, "If it didn’t beat, you’d be dead."

"I really wish I were dead."

Shen Liguang frowned, not understanding why a sixteen or seventeen-year-old kid would say such a thing.

Seeking death was not something he would allow.

"Why do you want to die?"

Fu Ying bit her lip, looking at him, her face either red from being drunk or embarrassedly blushing, and spoke awkwardly: "Because I’ve been dumped."

"..."

"Have you been in love?"

Fu Ying nodded emphatically: "I suppose so, I’ve been in love with him in my heart."

"Then how did you get dumped?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "I don’t know, but I just feel like I’ve been dumped, brother, my heart hurts so bad, comfort me."

"How should I comfort you?"

"Hug me."

"No hug."

"..."

Fu Ying became anxious, her eyes immediately filled with tears, ready to cry at any moment.

How come in her dreams, brother doesn’t obey anymore?

Before, in dreams, brother would do whatever she asked.

So obedient.

Fu Ying sighed: "Why aren’t you obedient."

"Mhm?" Shen Liguang found her nonsense quite amusing, "How is brother not being obedient?"

"You should hug me."

"I won’t hug."

"..."

Fu Ying got angry, moving forward, she came close wanting a hug.

Shen Liguang was between laughter and tears: "I’ll take you home."

"I don’t want to take a car, I’ll throw up."

...

On this early spring night, the evening breeze was cool.

Fu Ying leaned on the man’s shoulder, murmuring: "Brother, it hurts so much, I think I’m going to throw up."

"Will you drink again in the future?"

"Yes."

Shen Liguang laughed in spite of his frustration.

"Quite the temperament."

"Because I’m a Princess." The girl said, tugging at his clothes and wiping her nose, her voice resonant with snot.

"Mhmm, Princess."

After that, the girl quieted down, and he could hear her steady breathing by his ear.

The night sky was littered with stars as the man carried the little girl forward.

Shen Liguang, weighed down by his thoughts, didn’t dare to approach her proactively.

So, these past few months, he refrained from seeing the girl.

...

During class, Fu Ying suddenly laughed out loud.

Was last night’s dream that realistic?

Her brother was carrying her.

She even smelled the scent on him.

Fu Ying lay down on her desk, hiding her face in the crook of her arm.

Her shoulders shook as she laughed.

Lin Lishan looked puzzled and patted her shoulder, "What’s so funny?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "Nothing."

"You, something’s off with you."

"What’s off is you, right? Did Sheng Chen explain to you?"

"He explained. That was his sister, he lied about being at home because he was afraid his sister would find out about him having an early romance and then tell his mom."

"I knew it was a misunderstanding."

Lin Lishan: "You didn’t tell me it was a misunderstanding, you just joined me in drinking, and you drank even more fiercely than I did. Who sent you home last night?"

Lin Lishan’s question made Fu Ying suddenly remember last night; she remembered calling her older brother.

As soon as class ended, she immediately took out her phone.

At the top of the call log was the word "Brother" written starkly.

Fu Ying’s heart skipped a beat.

Feeling that her phone was burning hot.

No wonder, it felt so real, it turns out last night’s dream was true.

She was causing trouble last night, refusing to ride in a car, so she asked him to carry her home.

And he really did carry her home.

She even asked him for a hug.

Resulting in him not giving her one.

Fu Ying’s face was so embarrassed that she covered it with her hands.

How awkward is that?

She didn’t even know if she had talked nonsense last night.

"Why are you blushing? Did you meet a handsome guy last night?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Yes, a very handsome guy."

Lin Lishan got excited, "How handsome?"

Fu Ying smiled: "Handsommer than your Sheng Chen."

Lin Lishan snorted dismissively.

At noon, during break, Fu Ying couldn’t help but send a text message to Shen Liguang.

Hesitating, she sent the message: Brother, thank you for last night. I wasn’t too much of a bother, was I?

Shen Liguang: You were very good.

Fu Ying: That’s a relief.

Shen Liguang: Just that you wiped your nose on my clothes.

"..." Fu Ying embarrassedly typed: I’ll wash your clothes for you.

Shen Liguang: No need, I’ve already washed them myself.

Fu Ying: Didn’t I say any nonsense last night?

After Fu Ying sent the message, there was silence on the other end.

Just when Fu Ying thought he wouldn’t reply, her phone vibrated.

Shen Liguang: You said you were in love, then you got heartbroken.

Fu Ying felt her face heating up: I was talking nonsense, don’t believe it.

Shen Liguang: I didn’t believe it, how could you be heartbroken without even confessing.

Fu Ying’s fingers trembled, typing slowly: I, I said those things?

Shen Liguang: You said, you fell in love with him in your heart.

Fu Ying gripped her phone tightly.

Just one name short, and the secret in her heart would be revealed.

She did hope to say it out loud, to know clearly whether he liked her or not.

But she was also afraid that if he didn’t like her, she might not even be able to remain friends.

Fu Ying replied: I was drunk and talked nonsense, brother, don’t believe me.

After sending the message, she never got a reply.

Meanwhile, when the alarm sounded, the firefighter’s first reaction was to drop everything at hand and respond to the call immediately.

Fu Ying looked at her cellphone for a while longer, confirming he wouldn’t reply before putting the phone away.

Behind her, Xiao Minghui poked her with a pen, still not giving up, "Fu Ying, be my girlfriend."

Fu Ying: "Get lost."