My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 93 Holding Your Hand in Sleep

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Holding Your Hand in Sleep

Outside, a torrential rain was pouring, with occasional flashes of lightning and thunder. The wind was howling, branches swaying noisily, and raindrops loudly pattering against the glass which was indeed a bit frightening.

Suddenly, there was a power outage.

Only the lightning outside occasionally lit up the room with streaks of white light.

The little girl’s face grew paler and paler.

"Power’s, power’s gone out."

"Mhm." Shen Liguang felt her shivering in his arms and raised his hand to gently pat her back, "It’s probably because of the strong wind."

Fu Ying slightly lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling lightly.

If not for this situation, she wouldn’t have a reason to nestle in his arms.

Listening to his heartbeat, smelling his scent, Fu Ying’s breathing became a bit heavy.

"Fu Ying."

Fu Ying was momentarily startled.

"Hmm?"

He rarely called her by her full name.

One could say, he almost never called her by her name.

The first time he called her name was probably a couple of days ago when she had that fever after having that dream about the spring breeze.

His voice was very pleasant.

"You..." his voice was a bit hoarse, "you’re too close."

Before she could react, he pulled her out of his embrace.

"I’ll go close the windows; you sit properly on the sofa."

Fu Ying’s cheeks were warm, she nodded: "Okay."

She turned to look toward the balcony.

Having entered summer, there were many such thunderstorms.

One second there was clear sky for miles, the next, dark clouds filled the sky, sometimes it would suddenly turn dark, feeling like something was pressing down, making it hard to breathe, creating a panic.

Today, fortunately, she was not alone at home.

With the occasional bright flashes, Fu Ying watched his figure.

It inexplicably gave her a sense of security.

Perhaps it was related to his profession; he always managed to give a feeling of safety.

It seemed like seeing him was seeing hope.

But, she didn’t dare to think too deeply, how many firefighters lost their lives each year in fire rescues and disasters.

In critical moments, wasn’t it a life for a life?

Sometimes, Fu Ying really worried for him and his older brother.

That day when she overheard Zhou Wei’s conversation, she even heard such comments, a wealthy second generation becoming a firefighter?

Fu Ying suddenly wanted to laugh, why couldn’t a rich second generation be a firefighter? You want to enjoy success without effort, while others wish to serve the people; the intentions differ.

"The power probably won’t come back on tonight, are you scared?"

Fu Ying was daydreaming when she heard him speak.

She originally wanted to shake her head, but suddenly she felt cheeky and softly said, "Scared."

"You go back to your room to sleep; I’ll stay beside you, you still have school tomorrow, otherwise, you won’t be able to get up."

His way of speaking, at times, carried a bit of an old man’s flavor.

He was only older than her, actually 26 wasn’t old at all.

Finally, he added, "If you can’t get up, you’ll be late for school and the teacher will make you stand as punishment."

Fu Ying wanted to laugh, she bit her lip, entered the room, and climbed into bed.

Due to the power outage and the lightning, the room was dimly lit occasionally.

Fu Ying felt even more unable to sleep with him staring at her like that.

Her eyes wide open.

"Can’t sleep?"

"Yeah."

"What should we do? You still have class tomorrow."

Fu Ying licked her lips, not knowing why, she felt particularly bold this night, she reached out and grasped his hand, her heartbeat speeding up.

"Like this, I can fall asleep."

Shen Liguang chuckled lightly, "This way you can fall asleep?"

Fu Ying’s heart was beating a little fast, her voice especially soft: "Mhm."

"Then go to sleep."

Fu Ying closed her eyes and pulled the man’s hand into her embrace, suddenly feeling very at ease.

Shen Liguang, to accommodate her, tilted half of his body towards her.

He could hear the slight snoring of the girl, and he could feel the warmth of her breath.

Soon, she fell asleep.

Shen Liguang had never thought he would be a cure for insomnia.

After the little girl was completely asleep, Shen Liguang pulled his hand back, sat on the edge of the bed staring at her for a while, and only after a long time got up and left the bedroom.

Fu Ying slept exceptionally well that night.

The rain had fallen all night, leaving the air fresh.

Fu Ying didn’t have many friends in class; during breaks, except for going to the restroom, she just sat at her desk daydreaming and doodling on paper.

The seat next to her was empty; Lin Lishan had gone to meet her boyfriend.

How nice.

Big brother is in love, dad is in love, my deskmate is in love, little brother is somewhat love-deprived, wandering around looking for love, then getting betrayed by love.

She...

Thinking about last night, Fu Ying’s face felt hot.

She had been quite forward last night, almost pulling him under the covers.

"Fu Ying, your little brother is here looking for you."

Hearing Lin Lishan’s voice, Fu Ying turned around to see Fu Yan’s sullen face.

The next class was physical education.

The siblings sat on the playground steps, one on the left and one on the right, about three meters apart.

Lin Lishan passed between them and asked with a smile, "What’s this, a galaxy between you two?"

Fu Ying glanced at Fu Yan’s dark face and carefully moved closer, saying, "Little brother, how about you practice asceticism for a year and a half?"

"Fu Ying, I’m going to strangle you..." Fu Yan gritted his teeth, his words almost pressed through his clenched teeth, "you damn jinx."

Fu Ying shrank her head and looked away.

"It’s not my fault; it’s your karma," muttered Fu Ying discontentedly, "the retribution for you being too flirty in the past."

"So, you just curse me that cruelly?"

Fu Ying looked tearful, as if her words actually held such power to curse.

"Little brother, it really has nothing to do with my curse."

"How could it not? Ever since you cursed me, which of my relationships has gone smoothly?"

Fu Ying frowned. "Then, should we go to the temple to pray someday?"

Fu Yan glanced at her and cursed, "Pray my ass!"

Fu Ying: "..."

"Or maybe I’ll go and pray for you during my holiday?"

"..."

"Can you let me have some peace?"

"Oh." Fu Ying gave her little brother a sympathetic look, then happily went off to play with Lin Lishan.

Fu Yan: "..."

"Damn it, heartless."

Fu Ying couldn’t help but sneeze; he lifted his hand to rub his nose.

"Got a cold?"

Fu Ying glanced at the distant Fu Yan and shook her head: "I think my little brother is swearing at me."

"Your little brother, what’s wrong with him? As soon as he walked in, he gave you a love chokehold, looking furious, as if he wanted to strangle you to death," Lin Lishan scanned Fu Yan, "Why does he seem dispirited now?"

"Hahaha..." The idea of her little brother being cuckolded several times made Fu Ying unable to stop laughing.

Lin Lishan frowned and pushed her, "What are you laughing at? Your little brother’s matter? What happened?"

"I can’t say." Fu Ying laughed so hard she couldn’t straighten up, leaning on the railing and waving her hand, "My little brother would kill me."

Fu Yan, feeling gloomy, threw away the pebbles, preparing to leave, but from afar, he could hear his little sister’s hearty laughter.

Fu Yan cursed angrily: "Vicious woman."

"..."