My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!-Chapter 40 - : The Little Friends

Having finished her homework at ten, Fu Ying nestled on the sofa, watching an animated series on the TV screen without really paying attention, occasionally reaching for her phone.

She stared at Shen Liguang's WeChat, clicked in, typed a message, and then deleted it.

Last time, they had agreed to meet so she could give him the hairpin, but after exchanging a single sentence that time, they had not met or chatted since.

Sometimes Fu Ying really felt that, as a good friend's younger sister, it wouldn't be strange to occasionally chat with him.

Yet, the thought of approaching him with an ulterior motive made her timid.

Fu Ying put down her phone and felt restless yet again.

She picked up her phone and then suddenly got scared and put it down once more.

Picking it up, putting it down, over and over again.

Seeing her behave oddly, Nanny Wu couldn't help but ask, "Missy, what's wrong? Are you troubled?"

Fu Ying took a deep breath, was in the midst of typing a message, and when she heard Nanny Wu speak, she guiltily hid her phone behind her back.

"No, it's nothing."

Nanny Wu couldn't help but laugh upon seeing her akin to a little kid caught doing something naughty, her face tense, "If it's nothing, why hide your phone?"

"I..." Fu Ying blushed, she could lie, but suddenly she found herself unable to utter a word.

In that moment, the lies stuck in her throat and she couldn't speak, her cheeks flushed.

Nanny Wu, having seen much of life, understood the thoughts of young girls.

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Moreover, Fu Ying had just slipped up, and it was clear to anyone observant that the young girl was troubled by something.

Nanny Wu kindly smiled, "Missy, have you been watching your phone, waiting for a reply?"

"No, not really." Fu Ying's voice was a bit hoarse, her eye flickered to the TV as she said with guilt, "I'm watching the time. There's a good movie on at half-past ten."

Nanny Wu smiled meaningfully, watching the girl's flushed face and didn't ask any further.

Probing further would only cause the girl's face to blush as if it might bleed.

Fu Ying forced herself to watch a movie calmly, then retreated to her room.

Her phone, which she had clutched tightly, was now placed down, her palm already covered in a layer of sweat.

She had just felt like Nanny Wu had eyes that could see through everything.

Almost peering into her deepest troubles.

Fu Ying lay on her bed, aimlessly flicking through her phone, muscle memory leading her instinctively to Shen Liguang's chat window, where she realized, to her shock, that she had accidentally sent the message she had been editing.

She sat up urgently from the bed, her breathing almost stopped.

She must have accidentally touched the send button while talking to Nanny Wu.

Fu Ying hugged the vibrating phone, and there was a reply from the other side.

Shen Liguang: Sorry little friend, brother has been busy with work recently.

Fu Ying looked down, biting her lip, hands trembling slightly, taking ages to compose her reply: No problem, I was just asking.

Shen Liguang: Alright, your brother is coming back tomorrow, I'll give it to him to bring to you.

Fu Ying paused, then replied: Okay.

Shen Liguang: Alright, good night.

Fu Ying: Good night.

That night, for having exchanged a few words with Shen Liguang, Fu Ying took out her diary and wrote a sentence: Why does the air taste sweeter after just a few words? Tonight, my dreams will be sweet too, I guess.

Fu Ying hugged her phone, lips curving upward, and even in her sleep, her smile lingered.

...

Fu Ying slept hotly through the night.

She dreamt of Shen Liguang.

Her body felt as if sinking into cotton, growing softer and softer.

Fu Ying slept until noon, and when she awoke, her heart sank.

Finished! She was late, and nobody had woken her up.

Fu Ying touched her face, still feverish.

Her heart raced, and she took a deep breath.

As her phone kept vibrating furiously, Fu Ying's thoughts were brought back, and she checked it to find someone had tagged her in the QQ group chat she had with Du Yong and Li Hanyi.

Li Hanyi: Boss, are you alright? I heard you got sick, it freaked me out, didn't it?

Du Yong: Hahahaha, I also really want to get sick and take time off.

Li Hanyi: Add one.

Fu Ying was replying to the message when Nanny Wu knocked on the door outside.

"Miss, are you awake?"

Fu Ying responded and went to open the door.

"Let me see if the fever has gone down," Nanny Wu's hand rested on her forehead, "It hasn't yet, go downstairs later for a meal and take your medicine."

"Okay." It was then that Fu Ying realized she had a fever last night.

No wonder she felt so excessively hot in her dream.

But last night's dream was too real.

She and Shen Liguang were...

Thinking about it, Fu Ying's breathing quickened, and her cheeks flushed red.

Nanny Wu, confused and worried, frowned and said, "Your face is all red."

Fu Ying, embarrassed: "Nanny Wu, I'm going to change my clothes."

"Okay, I've taken a day off for you, go back to school after your fever breaks."

"Oh."

...

In the afternoon, Fu Ying's fever still hadn't subsided and Fu Yan took her to the ice cream shop.

At first, she thought her brother suddenly had a change of heart and took his sister out for ice cream, which was quite touching.

Only after entering did she realize that she was just a tool since that girl worked there part-time.

Xia Jinyun was checking the accounts when she heard the door open, expecting a customer, but when she looked up, she saw Fu Yan.

She had been constantly bothered by Fu Yan recently, with him saying goodnight and good morning every day, or waiting for her downstairs at her home.

It made her dread leaving the house.

Her expression awkward, she said, "You, how did you find this place?"

"Just passing by." Fu Yan smiled and pushed Fu Ying forward, making up a story, "Well, my little sister insisted on having ice cream, she would cry and throw a fuss if she didn't get it, you know how little girls are, they love ice cream."

"But this place is quite far from your house." Xia Jinyun was surprised, one being in the east of the city and the other in the west, it hardly seemed on the way.

"It's because of the holiday. My sister wanted to visit her classmate, who happens to live in this area."

After speaking, Fu Yan sneakily nudged her.

Fu Ying reluctantly echoed: "Yeah... my classmate lives around here."

Xia Jinyun turned her gaze to Fu Ying, her tone becoming much gentler: "What flavor of ice cream would you like?"

Fu Ying stared at the shop's sign and pointed with her finger: "Blueberry."

Fu Yan: "I'll have blueberry too."

"Okay, find a seat and sit down, it will be ready in a moment."

As Xia Jinyun spoke, she wrote down on a Post-it note: blueberry×2 and then stuck it on the glass window behind her.

Fu Ying noticed that there was a pearl hairpin in her hair.

After posting the Post-it, Xia Jinyun turned around and saw that the little girl was staring at her hair.

Xia Jinyun thought there was something in her hair and reached up to feel it, touching the hairpin she had bought from the accessory store not long ago.

Thinking Fu Ying liked her hairpin, she took it off.

"Do you like it?"

Was this hairpin similar to the one from before, also a gift from Shen Liguang?

Fu Ying felt her breathing slow down, a bit of pain in her chest.

She blinked her eyes, and her gaze towards Xia Jinyun softened: "Yeah, it's pretty."

"How about I give it to you?"

She was really beautiful, and her voice as gentle as ever.

Fu Ying didn't want her hairpin, but faced with Xia Jinyun's smile, she didn't know how to refuse and accepted it.

"Thank you, Sister."