My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!-Chapter 75: Unrequited Love Discovered

In October, it was either overcast or raining, so the clothes Fu Ying washed were hanging on the balcony and never dried, leaving a certain scent.

At night, she finished her homework, then got up to wash clothes.

A man’s garment, she treasured incredibly, washing it with laundry detergent until it was fragrantly clean.

By the time she went to bed, it was already past midnight.

For the morning reading class, she rushed into the classroom as the bell rang.

Lin Lishan frowned: "Where were you last night?"

Fu Ying put down her backpack, glanced at Tan Ruonian who had followed her into the classroom, and said quietly, "Did some chores, went to bed a bit late."

Lin Lishan puzzled: "Chores?"

Fu Ying smiled, nodding her head.

Lin Lishan looked confused—doing chores in the middle of the night, that’s really quite special.

Sophomore year studies were pretty intense, and as she got busy, half a month passed by—she kept meaning to return the clothes, but never found the time.

During break, Lin Lishan wanted to go buy stationery and asked Fu Ying to come along.

Fu Ying followed her.

Lin Lishan picked out a very girly pink stationery and asked her, "Does it look nice?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Pretty."

"And this one?"

Fu Ying nodded again: "Pretty."

Lin Lishan: "This one?"

"Pretty."

Faced with Fu Ying’s repetitive, nonchalant responses, Lin Lishan became unhappy: "Fu Ying, you’re saying ’pretty’ without even looking, like those scumbag boyfriends in TV dramas."

"Ah." Fu Ying snapped back to reality, pointed at the pink stationery, and said seriously, "This one is pretty, let’s buy it."

Lin Lishan felt that Fu Ying had the same good taste as she did, so she purchased it.

"I plan to write him a love letter with this."

The "him" from Lin Lishan’s mouth was the boy who had crashed into her heart.

Fu Ying hadn’t paid attention last time and didn’t know what "his" name was.

When it came to love letters, Fu Ying thought of the one she had written to Shen Liguang.

Back then, she haphazardly tore off a piece of paper from her notebook to write on, which seemed more crude compared to the specially bought stationery of Lin Lishan.

On the way back to the classroom, Fu Ying asked Lin Lishan, "Have you started dating that guy?"

Lin Lishan smiled sweetly: "It’s a flirtation."

"Is puppy love okay?"

"I don’t care about puppy love; if I like someone, I’ll confess. Otherwise, holding it in is too uncomfortable."

Lin Lishan’s words hit home for Fu Ying.

It was not just uncomfortable; it was particularly tormenting.

Fu Ying: "So once you’ve written your love letter, how will you give it to him?"

"Of course, I’ll give it to him face-to-face."

Fu Ying muttered to herself: "What if you can’t, give it to him in person?"

"You can mail it."

During the weekend, Fu Ying bought a set of stationery from the stationery store.

She planned to transcribe the love letter and then mail it to him.

As she was leaving the stationery store, she encountered Wen Tian.

At that moment, Fu Ying was daydreaming because she hadn’t filled in the signature yet—it was still blank.

She didn’t hear Wen Tian calling her.

Not until Wen Tian walked up to her and tapped her shoulder did she come back to her senses.

"It’s not safe for you to walk around daydreaming."

Fu Ying scratched her head and smiled: "I just got lost in thought for a moment."

Wen Tian nodded: "Better not to get distracted while walking, there’s a lot of traffic."

Fu Ying nodded.

Wen Tian really was a rather steady, gentle boy.

Wen Tian: "What did you buy?"

Fu Ying held the stationery in her hand, her expression slightly unnatural: "Stationery."

"To write a letter?"

"Mm."

Fu Ying was afraid that Wen Tian would ask who she was writing to, but his words stopped abruptly right there.

After a while, when they were about to part ways and head home, Wen Tian awkwardly said, "Fu Ying, I have something to tell you."

Fu Ying nodded.

"Your dad seems to be getting quite close to my mom."

Fu Ying was startled for a moment.

Seeing her confused, Wen Tian pushed up his glasses and said, "Your dad and my mom were classmates before, and my mom had a crush on your dad. You know what I mean, right?"

Fu Ying took a while to digest this: "You mean, my dad is dating your mom."

Wen Tian paused for a moment, not expecting Fu Ying to be so blunt with the words "dating." His face turned slightly red.

"Probably."

"That’s great, I really like you, Wen Tian. If it’s true, then we’ll be family in the future, and you can tutor me every day."

Wen Tian looked down and was silent for a while: "But I don’t want to become part of your family in that way."

"Huh?"

As Wen Tian spoke, a car passed by on the road, stirring up the fallen leaves with a "whoosh" sound.

Fu Ying didn’t hear clearly.

Wen Tian smiled, shaking his head, "The bus is here, I’m going back."

"Mm, see you tomorrow."

It got dark quickly, and as soon as Fu Ying got home, she copied the love letter onto the stationery, leaving the signature blank as usual.

Fu Ying thought hard for a long time and decided not to write it.

After all, even if she did write it, it wouldn’t be her own name.

Whether she wrote it or not, it was all the same.

"Fu Ying."

Hearing her brother Fu Yan’s voice outside the door, Fu Ying quickly hid the letter and went to open the door.

"Big bro, what’s up?"

"Are you going to the birthday party tomorrow?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "I’m not going, it’s full of your classmates, I don’t know anyone."

Fu Yan stared at her pink cheeks, smiling meaningfully: "Brother Li Guang will be there."

Fu Ying tensed up, her eyelashes quivering.

"Fu Ying, are you having a secret crush, pining after Brother Li Guang?"

Fu Ying hastily shook her head: "No, not at all, big bro, don’t talk nonsense."

"I’ve found out."

Fu Ying froze.

She didn’t expect her older brother to find out.

How did he notice?

She has been keeping her diary very securely, even if she didn’t bring it to school, it was locked in the drawer.

How could big bro have discovered it?

Fu Ying wanted to argue stubbornly, but then she heard Fu Yan speak: "How come there’s a man’s name on a girl’s draft paper? I remember when I was in high school, those girls would always secretly write the names of their crushes on scrap paper, and back then, your big bro’s name was very popular."

Fu Ying breathed nervously, looking at Fu Yan anxiously: "Big bro, don’t tell anyone, and don’t tell dad and older brother, okay?"

"Pff..." Seeing her flustered, with her face turning red, Fu Yan couldn’t help laughing, "Look at you panicking, I’ve known for a while, I would’ve said something if I wanted to."

"How did you find out?"

"Do you remember the day I went to the library to find you? You had a piece of scrap paper under your notebook, with Shen Liguang’s name written under a mess of equations, do you think I’m blind?"

Fu Ying’s ears were burning, not expecting her secret crush to have been discovered by big bro.

She was extremely embarrassed.

"I... I know he’s much older than me, but I just like him."

"What’s the rush, I don’t care who you like, besides, nine years isn’t a big age gap, geez..." Fu Yan frowned, "I digress, I’m just asking if you’re coming to my birthday party, older brother will be on a night shift, so even if you can’t help yourself and end up kissing someone, I won’t meddle, I’m actually creating an opportunity for you."

"What, kissing?" Fu Ying’s face was crimson, "I’m not like you."

"So you’re going?"

"I am."

"Because of Li Guang?"

"Not because of that, it’s because it’s your birthday, big bro. What gift do you want for your birthday?"

Fu Yan stroked his chin and pondered for a while: "I want money..."