My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!-Chapter 33 - Cried

"Return to formation."

Fu Ying didn't say a word, nodded slightly, and returned to the formation.

For some reason, Wu Xiaowu and Qian Zheng felt the atmosphere was a bit strange.

The coach was a bit strict at work, but he seemed too harsh on the little girl just now.

After all, the little girl was limping when she came down, clearly having difficulty moving which slowed her pace.

"Let's do it again."

The students went upstairs and the drill was repeated.

Shen Liguang withdrew his gaze from Fu Ying, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Wu Xiaowu, "Xiao Wu, go to the supermarket at the school entrance and get some chilled water to distribute to these students later."

Wu Xiaowu nodded, "Okay."

The drill started again, this time the students ran out of the building in an orderly manner.

The last to run out was still Fu Ying, who tripped on flat ground and then got up again to keep up with her classmates in front.

It was forced, but she managed not to fall behind.

Tan Ruonian checked the number of people: "Captain Shen, everyone is here."

"Alright, you guys go have your PE class now. It's hot, so after disbanding, go to those two firefighters over there to get some water."

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Once the formation was dismissed, the students scattered like loose sand, wilted like frost-stricken eggplants.

All the students gradually went to get water, only Fu Ying slowly walked in another direction.

Shen Liguang's gaze fixed on her petite silhouette, so young yet appearing so solitary.

Shen Liguang recalled his tone just now, realizing it might have been too harsh.

He once made a female firefighter cry because he was too severe; she was just a girl, probably even less tolerant of it.

Shen Liguang took a bottle of water from Qian Zheng and followed behind Fu Ying towards the deeper part of the playground.

She was dragging her right leg, kept walking, kept walking.

Finally, the little girl found a shady spot to sit down, then bent her knees and gently rolled up her trousers.

Fu Ying bit her lips, enduring the pain. It was only when she rolled up her trousers that she saw her knee was scraped and bleeding.

Due to the heat, her blood was thick and a large piece of skin stuck to her school trousers.

After enduring for a long time, Fu Ying's eyes reddened from the pain.

Shen Liguang walked over, focusing on her knee, his eyes wavering, "Sorry, I was a bit harsh just now, I apologize."

Fu Ying wiped away her tears and looked up at him.

For some reason, thinking of him laughing and talking with that girl, made Fu Ying feel unbearably heavy.

She felt as if she was suffocating, the tears she had been holding back welled up again, and as she looked up at him, tears unexpectedly rolled down from her eyes.

Shen Liguang stiffened, suddenly at a loss.

"Don't cry, I apologize to you. I'm sorry, please don't cry, okay? I was harsh just now because if it weren't a drill, you would have been in danger."

"You've experienced it, you should know that a big fire is merciless; it won't give you hope just because you're a child."

Shen Liguang squatted in front of her, looking at her suddenly crying heavily, somewhat flustered, using his sleeve to wipe her tears.

His movements were gentle, very light, and cautious, as if afraid to hurt her.

Fu Ying didn't know where she found the courage, but suddenly she reached out and hugged him.

The bleeding knee touched his clothes, and it was rubbed painfully, yet she bit her little teeth and did not let go.

The little girl's action was sudden, and for a moment, Shen Liguang felt a brief stupor, not knowing where to place his hands.

Fu Ying cried on his shoulder, her small sobs so heart-wrenching.

Shen Liguang stood still, allowing her to embrace him, and after coming to his senses, he gently patted her back.

"What's wrong? Is it your knee hurting?"

Fu Ying shook her head, not saying a word.

"Did I scare you just now with my fierce tone?"

Fu Ying still shook her head.

"Why is that?" Shen Liguang sighed slightly, finding the little girl's thoughts too difficult to guess.

Fu Ying sniffled and leaned on his shoulder, her voice nasal as she spoke, "Because..."

Because... I like you.

Because I saw you with another girl.

I'm crying for you, but I don't dare to tell you.

And I, can only hold you as a friend's younger sister.

The child's words suddenly stopped, Shen Liguang frowned and asked gently and patiently, "Because of what?"

Fu Ying bit her lip and lied, "Because it's too hot, I don't want to do the drill."

"Okay, the drill is over," Shen Liguang comforted him gently, suddenly feeling like he was coaxing a child.

Fu Ying stepped back from his embrace, her palms covering her knees, blood seeping through her fingers.

"Are you sure you're not crying because your knee hurts?"

Fu Ying looked up, staring straight at him.

Shen Liguang felt very uncomfortable under her gaze.

Why does a little girl's eyes look so profound?

Shen Liguang didn't even know why he had said that; he just wanted to lighten the mood.

Feeling like he had been particularly thoughtless just now.

"I'll help you with that."

Fu Ying nodded, her face blushing as he held her calf, "Thank you, brother."

With limited resources, Shen Liguang could only use the water in his hand to simply clean her wound, gently pulling off the pants stuck to her skin, and then rolling up the pants to prevent them from touching the wound.

"Where is your school's infirmary?"

"Over there." Fu Ying pointed to the other side of the playground.

Shen Liguang didn't say a word and picked up the girl.

Her body suddenly suspended in air, Fu Ying instinctively hugged his neck, then felt it was inappropriate and loosened her grip.

Shen Liguang took her to the infirmary and then left.

That evening, Fu Mingchuan, who came to pick her up rain or shine, was startled to see his daughter limping.

"What happened?"

"I fell."

"Why weren't you careful?" Although Fu Mingchuan was scolding, his tone was full of concern, "Does it hurt?"

Fu Ying smiled sweetly at Fu Mingchuan, "It hurt at first, not now."

Fu Mingchuan thought about how his daughter had fallen at the age of five or six, got up by herself without crying or fussing, and seeing her character hadn't changed, he felt a wave of relief, "Hmm, Yingying is really great!"

Back home, Fu Ying grabbed some snacks and went upstairs.

She put down her backpack and pulled out her homework.

She stuffed a small piece of bread into her mouth while looking at the problems.

Although she was struggling academically, she was diligently doing her best.

She wrote all the homework assignments, whether they were correct was another matter.

After finally finishing her homework, Fu Ying took out the diary from yesterday.

Looking at what she wrote yesterday, she felt she was being melodramatic.

Still, she couldn't help wanting to be melodramatic for a while.

She lay down on the desk, slowly writing in her diary: He and that sister are a great match, I suddenly realized, in this dark unrequited love where there is no light, I have no hope.

I secretly like him under the identity of a friend's younger sister, afraid he will find out, afraid he won't.