Chapter 23
Chapter 23: Your bun is still tastier
On Saturday, Fu Chengque was busy practicing dancing and missed the activity of going out to buy gifts with her group members.
On Sunday, she had to go alone.
Early in the morning, Fu Chengque took a bus to the nearby largest Womer and purchased some materials inside:
Several appropriately sized sunlight jars, fluorescent paint, paintbrushes, and a strange toy symbolizing friendship.
With everything prepared, she returned to her own bedroom to start working on it…
First, she wiped the inside of the sunlight jars clean, then evenly spread the paint, and then used a paintbrush to draw patterns inside the jars in reverse.
The inner walls of the sunlight jars have special fluorescent paint that glows in the dark after absorbing sunlight, making it a suitable gift. However, just giving an insincere jar is not enough, so Fu Chengque has to take matters into her own hands and use fluorescent paint to create her own unique patterns, which will surely surprise, appreciate, and delight Wen Yu.
The difficulty lies in drawing in reverse on the inside.
This is something Fu Chengque has never tried before, and even with her increased ability to draw from her “golden finger,” it is still quite difficult.
Looking at the several jars she bought, Fu Chengque pouted, “I can only learn as I go…”
***
Wen Yu felt it was rare to have a weekend without Fu Chengque disturbing him.
But it’s also understandable, with the performance and mid-term exams coming up, time is tight, and it’s quite difficult for her. Originally, with mid-term exams approaching, more time needed to be devoted to review. Wen Yu checked the calendar, from the end of the performance to the mid-term exams, there was only one week in between, which means that from now until the exams, Fu Chengque is essentially not going to review. Intensive dance practice and even affecting class efficiency… with this, it’s almost certain her grades will drop.
“But Fu Chengque’s recent academic performance has improved so quickly…”
“In her previous life, her grades were even worse than mine. Lately, it seems like she’s had a breakthrough, almost like she has a golden finger…”
“I thought that with my golden finger, it wouldn’t be long before I surpassed her, and then stood at a high place waiting for her future brilliance to shine. Equal status, equal relationship.” Wen Yu lay on the bed, realizing that his understanding of his neighbor Qingmei was completely insufficient.
“Is this a parallel world? Qingmei doesn’t seem to have come over…”
He smiled and got up to start studying.
After studying for a while, he thought of Fu Chengque again: Is she unable to review?
Should I help her?
As they say, better a neighbor close by than a relative far away.
“We’re neighbors, not helping out, wouldn’t others say I’m heartless and unkind?”
“Well… the neighbor’s business is my business.”
Wen Yu took out a brand new notebook and wrote in the “Name” column: “Mid-term Exam Knowledge Review.”
Opening the first page, he began to contemplate…
***
It’s really difficult.
Fixing the broken jar is super difficult.
Fu Chengque felt her scalp tingling from making the gift, and she accidentally dropped and broke one because she didn’t hold the bottle properly.
Frantically and angrily cleaning up, she accidentally cut her hand, a very classic move.
She was almost crying from her own foolishness.
Lying defeated on the bed, Empress Fu covered her face and cried out, “A mountain boar can’t eat fine bran, why should a rough person like me choose such delicate work?”
“Damn it, why should I, an Empress, do such things…”
“Wait a minute, if all the people named Wen Yu suddenly disappeared from the world… No, no, without Wen Yu, how can I become an Empress? It’s okay to suffer a bit to become an Empress!”
“Why isn’t my golden finger the Death Note.”
Regret is useless now, time is running out, and a finished product must be produced today.
As the hour hand passed the number 1 and gradually approached 2.
In the early hours of the morning, a rather satisfactory jar finally came into being.
“Done, yay!”
“The painting… isn’t bad! Put the doll in, wrap it up, and it’s ready to be delivered.”
The girl hugged the jar and rolled happily on the bed.
As she rolled, drowsiness surged, holding the glowing gift, she gradually fell asleep…
***
The next day.
Fu Chengque’s dark circles were so obvious that it was like she had changed her face.
“Miss Fu, please take care of yourself.”
“Thank you for your concern, it’s all thanks to you.”
Wen Yu thought about it and realized that it was indeed his suggestion that made her go dancing, so maybe he had some responsibility.
“Miss Fu, come, have some of my breakfast to replenish your body.”
Fu Chengque glanced over and saw a half-eaten bun.
“You’ve already eaten this!”
“Doesn’t that just prove that it’s edible? Come on, take a bite.”
“Get away, it’s covered in saliva. Did Auntie make buns today? If you don’t bring me two, you’re heartless.”
Fu Chengque was about to get angry when suddenly she saw Wen Yu magically pull out two buns in front of her nose.
“Wow, they smell good!”
“My mom said you would definitely want them, so she asked me to bring them specially for you. I suspected that these buns were different from mine, and when I smelled them, I felt that yours were much more fragrant…”
“Are they really more fragrant? Let me taste.”
The girl half-believed, took a small bite from the corner.
“They’re definitely more fragrant, I licked each one to confirm.”
Fu Chengque: “…”
The girl froze with the bun in her mouth, her expression beginning to distort.
After several changes in color, she finally realized that Wen Yu was teasing her again.
“Wen Yu!” Fu Chengque took a bite of the bun fiercely, “Are you going to die if you don’t tease me!”
She found out that Wen Yu, although usually quiet, always liked to talk nonsense seriously when with her, and lies came out as soon as he opened his mouth.
Damn it.
The Empress hadn’t grown up yet and could only be bullied.
Just like Wu Zetian, wasn’t she washing clothes for others in the early days?
Wen Yu laughed and, with a sweep of his eyes, noticed a small wound on Fu Chengque’s hand.
He grabbed Fu Chengque’s wrist, leaned in closely to inspect carefully, and asked, “How did you get hurt on your hand?”
“I…”
Fu Chengque panicked and blushed, “I accidentally scratched it while working yesterday!”
“Why were you so careless?”
“I… just… haha…”
Fu Chengque laughed awkwardly, unable to let Wen Yu know about the gift-making. For now, she had to go along with it vaguely.
But this hand…
She tried to pull it away but couldn’t.
“Wen Yu, let go of my hand.”
“Hmm? What hand?”
“Your hooves are gripping me!”
“I need to see your wound.”
“I’ve seen it, I’m fine, let go…”
“Do you see that tree in front? When we were kids, you pulled me and ran towards it. You were taller and faster than me back then. When we were about to reach it, you suddenly stopped, but I couldn’t, and I bumped into that tree.”
Fu Chengque’s momentum weakened instantly, “I… I didn’t.”
But she didn’t mention letting go of the hand again and let Wen Yu pull her wrist forward.
As they reached the tree, Fu Chengque still blushed and broke free from Wen Yu’s grip.
Wen Yu turned back with a smile, “Miss Fu, there’s oil at the corner of your mouth, it’s been there for a while…”
Fu Chengque was embarrassed, “You… why didn’t you tell me earlier!” Hastily wiped it away, finding nothing.
Fu Chengque looked at the back of the teenager in front of her and thought fiercely: When I become the Empress, with unparalleled strength, the first thing I’ll do is beat up Wen Yu.
Behind them, a fat and a thin boy watched the whole thing silently.
The fat one sighed, “Such good relations between hand-in-hand neighbors.”
The thin one felt even more resentful, “And they say they’re just neighbors!”
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