My Childhood Sweetheart Gradually Puffed Up CH.82
Chapter 82: Exhaling like orchids, the heart’s monkey and horse
Perhaps the shaking of her body woke her up a bit, and Fu Chengque raised her head.
“What… what are we doing?” She was still somewhat groggy.
“What are we doing? When you wake up!” Wen Yu was somewhat annoyed, then grumbled, “Why learn to drink alcohol? It’s not only cliché and bad for your health but also ridiculous.”
“Huh? I-I didn’t drink!” Fu Chengque suddenly exclaimed.
After a brief silence, she chuckled twice, “Hehe…”
Then, with a “smack,” her head hit Wen Yu’s shoulder, and she fell asleep with a gradual tilt.
Buddha.
Was this the responsibility of childhood friends?
Truly speechless.
Wen Yu hooked his hands around Fu Chengque’s legs, adjusting her position and evenly distributing her body weight.
Doing so would make her more comfortable and himself more relaxed.
But through the layers of clothing, his sensitive touch gave Wen Yu’s brain another faithful feedback: she was so delicate.
As this thought arose, other thoughts and emotions retreated, and every cell in his body seemed to riot at this moment, each rushing to converge on his back.
Every point of contact was extremely clear in that moment.
The indentation where his fingers gripped sank deeply. Despite the thick clothing and rough texture, he could still feel the silky smoothness between the fabric and the most intimate skin.
Her thighs lay across his waist, encircled by his arms.
Was this her waist circumference? He thought, then couldn’t help but self-deprecate: How odd, why am I thinking about this?
Wen Yu took a step forward.
Wrapped in thick winter clothes, the two were close together.
Fu Chengque’s little belly rose and fell slightly, but Wen Yu could clearly sense her rhythm.
Her hands encircled his neck lightly, her whole body soft and boneless against his back. After adjusting her posture, even her head rested on his shoulder, her breath blowing against his ear as she breathed.
It was slightly ticklish, but he didn’t want to move.
Exhaling like orchids, the heart’s monkey and horse.
So, was this Fu Chengque from high school?
All the knowledge he had of her on ordinary days, combined with her current weight, the sound of her breathing in her sleep, the frequency of her breath, and the feedback of sensation from her whole body…
This was the most complete version of her.
He suddenly wanted to know all the numbers representing her at this moment, but she would probably pout and be unwilling, wouldn’t she?
The cold wind of winter was so fierce that his ears must have turned red by now.
But this cold wind is so frustrating, unable to suppress the hot blood surging within.
Fu Chengque on his back suddenly let out a heavy sigh, which was absurd. Clearly asleep, she suddenly sighed heavily.
She moved her body slightly, then remained still again.
The cold wind suddenly turned and blew gently from behind. Amidst the smell of alcohol, Wen Yu also detected a hint of citrus.
It wasn’t the orange scent of today.
It was the elegant and sweet citrus fragrance emanating from Fu Chengque, with a hint of indistinguishable yet pleasant undertones.
This sweetness was close; Wen Yu even felt as if when he smelled it, it flowed down his throat, blending into his body, becoming one with her scent.
And this scent of citrus, warmed by her body, made him feel sweet and warm all over after smelling it.
Was this the scent of her body or her clothes?
Regardless, they were both scents from her!
Wen Yu’s head was filled with random thoughts, especially regret. He regretted starting his rebirth so early!
It would have been so much better in university; they were all adults, could be responsible for their own actions, and wouldn’t have to go home…
He glanced over at the brightly lit sign of the “Garden Hotel” not far away.
Turning his head slightly, he felt the girl sleeping peacefully nearby and sighed helplessly in his heart.
Ah, going home.
After walking a few hundred meters, Fu Chengque slowly woke up.
“Where are we…”
“Just arrived at the ‘Garden Hotel.'”
“Oh!”
Fu Chengque suddenly became spirited again, as if she had thought of something, and exclaimed, “Wen Yu!”
“Yeah?”
“It’s you!”
“Of course it’s me! Did it take you this long to recognize me after carrying you for so long?”
“Hehe, where… are you taking me?”
“Taking you home.”
Fu Chengque’s lips were close to his ear as she spoke, the airflow making him slightly itchy and flustered.
Wen Yu tried to turn his head to look, and saw Fu Chengque leaning against his shoulder, her eyes closed, only her mouth moving.
“I’m not going home.”
“Then where do you want to go?”
Glancing at the sign again, he felt reluctant, but his steps toward home remained unchanged.
“We’re going to conquer… the world! I… I’ll take you, I can… beat everyone!”
“Wow, that’s impressive.”
“Yeah! Because God… chose me! Didn’t choose… you… you guys!” After speaking, she burst into laughter, still laughing with her head motionless and only her mouth moving: “Hahaha—”
The laughter by his ear directly dispelled all the romantic feelings gradually rising in Wen Yu’s heart.
“Lower your voice, lower your voice!” he exclaimed angrily.
“Okay, okay… Can’t let… anyone… hear, right?”
“Are you implying you’re only shaking my ears?”
“Hehehe.” Fu Chengque chuckled, leaning in closer as if to share a secret: “Wen Yu… In the future… I will definitely become the most powerful… powerful person in the world. As long as… as long as you stay by my side… I can protect… protect you… and also protect Xiao Gua, Fang Ling, Lu Min, and Mom and Dad…”
She opened up, continuing: “Recently… I’m so happy… did many things I’ve never… done before! Presented… gifts I made myself… danced on stage… and had a birthday party, yes… a party! Saw… shooting stars, made wishes, and they all came true…”
Then she exclaimed again, “It’s so great!”
Wen Yu listened to her incessant chatter.
His heart surged.
He never thought there would be a day when Fu Chengque would say to him: “As long as you stay by my side.”
Perhaps only he knew that this gentle and soft sentence carried the heaviest weight.
Yes, so many things had happened during this time.
There were first experiences:
Making a big poster, climbing a mountain together, becoming desk mates, performing on stage with Fu Chengque and playing the piano, organizing a birthday party for her, and summoning a shooting star. And even the first time he carried this girl home.
There were also regrets being made up for:
Finally saying the suppressed words to her and giving her books that had been sitting unread for years.
Honestly, even if he woke up from this dream now, it wouldn’t matter.
Wen Yu thought.
***
When they reached a crossroads, the cold wind suddenly became fierce, blowing loudly.
Fu Chengque was blown to cry out twice. When she lifted her head, she took in a deep breath of the cold air.
“Ouch… Wen Yu, the wind is so cold.”
“I’ll walk faster.”
“Okay, Wen Yu… Do you like… winter? If you don’t… like it, tell me! I… I can make winter… disappear in the future!”
Wen Yu glanced at Fu Chengque, her face flushed, the smell of alcohol still on her.
She was still talking nonsense while drunk.
“I didn’t used to like winter.”
“Why?”
“It’s too desolate, too lonely. When it snows, everything is the same color everywhere. When you stand here, you feel like you’re alone.” Wen Yu raised his head, looking into the distance, gazing at the lights of the buildings at the end of the road, “The windows of the houses will be tightly closed, the doors will be shut, snow can’t get in, the cold wind can’t get in, nothing can get in.”
Fu Chengque responded with a vague “Mm,” seeming to understand but not entirely.
Wen Yu ignored her and continued, “People don’t want to go out anymore. They can’t see each other for several days. Even when walking, they lower their heads, unable to see faces, let alone eyes. But I quite like winter now.”
“Oh…”
“Do you know why?”
“Mm!”
“You know nothing.”
“Mm…”
“Because when I stand here now and watch the snow, there will be people wearing red, white, or other colored clothes in the snow. The tightly closed windows and doors will open for me, even if it’s just for a while,” Wen Yu smiled faintly. “My story is gradually taking shape this winter, so I’m starting to like winter.”
“I see.”
“That’s right.”
“When it snows heavily, I want to wear… blue clothes!”
“You didn’t listen at all, did you?”
“Blue!”
“Okay, okay! But why blue?”
The girl pointed to the dark sky. “The… sky… is blue?”
Her head was a bit confused: Why is it black?
Wen Yu exclaimed loudly, “I get it now, because you’re… the sky?”
“Wow!” Fu Chengque suddenly straightened up, vigorously shaking Wen Yu’s head. “Yes yes yes! Wahahaha—”
From the intensity of this shaking, Wen Yu could discern what she wanted to say but couldn’t articulate:
Wen Yu!
You got it!!!
After the shaking, she leaned back on his shoulder again and noticed the white breath coming out of Wen Yu’s mouth.
“Aren’t… you cold?”
“That gust of wind just now was a bit chilly.”
“I’ll give you… a scarf…”
“There’s no need…”
Fu Chengque continued, then directly pulled out a section of the scarf around her neck, wrapped it around Wen Yu’s neck, and pulled it tight.
Wen Yu internally exclaimed, quickly turning his neck to loosen the scarf a bit, allowing him to breathe.
Satisfied with her handiwork, Fu Chengque resumed her previous position.
Feeling the warmth around his neck, Wen Yu glanced at the checkered woolen scarf and then at the girl behind him—this scarf still retained her body heat. If Fu Chengque remembered this tomorrow, she would probably blush and hide away.
The fragrance of oranges wafted through, refreshing the heart and soul.
The scarf tied the two of them together intimately, a closeness Wen Yu had never dared to imagine in both his past lives.
During this time, Fu Chengque quieted down, but only for a moment.
“Where are we?”
“More than halfway there, almost.”
“Oh…”
They fell silent again, one with closed eyes, the other walking silently.
There weren’t many pedestrians along the way. Occasionally, a few passed by, casting curious glances at them. After seeing that both were wearing school uniforms, they unconsciously displayed expressions of reminiscence, as if recalling their own youth, or expressions of realization like, “These young people nowadays, wow!” Then they passed by.
A motorbike drove past them, honking twice at them. The middle-aged rider quickly left when Wen Yu shook his head.
A young girl by the roadside was selling bunches of flowers, mostly red.
Seeing Wen Yu carrying someone on his back, she picked up a single flower bouquet and caught up, coaxing, “Classmate, buy one? Today is perfect for giving flowers as gifts.”
Wen Yu didn’t buy any. The roses were too bright, and the other flowers too pale.
The girl left somewhat disappointed.
They walked past a busier street corner, and the surroundings quieted down again.
Fu Chengque started making muffled sounds.
“How are you feeling?”
“Um… feel like throwing up.”
Wen Yu was startled. “Don’t vomit on me!”
“Hehe… just… kidding.”
“You’re teasing!”
Wen Yu wanted to throw her off right then and there.
But the girl seemed to sense something and tightened her arms around his neck, pressing closer to him.
His cooling emotions began to warm up again, but reason still prevailed.
“You’re so warm… cozy.”
“Not an Empress anymore, turned into a demon practitioner? Absorbing my warmth to counter your cold?”
“Empress!”
Fu Chengque exclaimed, then asked, “President Wen, how should I… manage the many, many… people I’ll have in my twenties, thirties, and beyond?”
“Use ‘benevolence’.”
“Benevolence!”
“Aren’t you an Empress? You say what you want and do what you want.”
“I… I want eternal youth.”
“Alright.”
“I’m super duper powerful.”
“Absolutely.”
“What about you?”
“Me? Then I’m super duper powerful too.”
“Hehehe.” Fu Chengque chuckled twice, suddenly feeling down. “Wuwu, President Wen, tell me… Are we all going to die?”
“Huh?”
“Hey, only I… can live forever… and you’ll all die… boring!”
“What do you want to do about it?”
Wen Yu laughed. He found Fu Chengque’s rambling quite cute.
She began earnestly rambling on, “Humans have limits… yes… limits. Lifespan is… only that long, bit by bit! Strength is also… bit by bit! President Wen, do you think I’m drunk… spouting nonsense…”
“Rambling.”
“Yes! Rambling.”
“No, keep going.”
“Where was I?”
“You were rambling.”
“Oh, right. So… I think you should… be more bold… don’t see yourself as human… um… like the TV series Xiao Gua likes… the male lead in it… is not human.”
“Oh oh oh.”
“Huh? Don’t you believe me? Let me tell you, I’m not drunk… if I were drunk, I wouldn’t say these things… I don’t say these things to you, to you.”
“I know, I know.” Wen Yu nodded.
After a few more incomprehensible ramblings, she buried her head in Wen Yu’s neck and started wiping tears. “Wuwuwu, it’s too hard! Wen Yu, it’s so hard to be an Empress. I can’t be an Empress at all. I can’t do anything. Wuwuwu, living is too hard, I want to be a cat in my next life, I want to snatch Banben’s position, I’ll be a kitty, I won’t be a human anymore—!!”
Wen Yu was speechless on the spot, so he stood there waiting for her to finish crying.
Inside, he was racing with wild thoughts:
Am I really responsible for this sweet mess with my childhood friend?!
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