Chapter 63
Chapter 63: It’s the Puppy Talking
This chat with Xiao Gua lasted until two in the morning.
The next morning, feeling both tired and cold, she lingered in bed until she was scolded before reluctantly getting up.
As she left, Wen Yu looked at her with a smile on his face, seemingly delighted that she got scolded.
Feigning anger, Fu Chengque said, “What’s up? Are you happy that I got scolded?”
But Wen Yu ignored her, went downstairs on his own, and casually asked, “Why did you wake up so late?”
“Xiao Gua came to chat with me yesterday. I chatted with her for three hours, so I almost couldn’t wake up today…”
“Wait, don’t say anything…” Wen Yu suddenly interrupted Fu Chengque, who was about to continue speaking. “Let me guess. Xiao Gua came to you to talk about relationships, right?”
“Wow! You guessed quite accurately, that’s exactly it.”
“Does Fan Liming want to break up or cut ties completely?”
“He’s older than you, and why are you guessing so far?”
“Just tell me if I’m right.”
“I don’t know either. Xiao Gua told me yesterday that the guy contacted her again, added her contact information, and said he wanted to chat this weekend…”
The two of them reached the downstairs.
The north wind was getting stronger, and even a slight breeze felt like a sharp blade cutting across their faces.
Walking into the wind, the knife would cut into the gap on both sides of the neck, taking away what little warmth the body had. Fu Chengque held her neck, took a few breaths, and then laughed heartily at the breath she exhaled turning into a puff of white mist.
She imitated Sun Wukong from “Journey to the West” and made a strange gesture, blowing a breath of “immortal energy” towards Wen Yu’s face.
“Transform! Transform into a puppy!”
“Woof, I’ve turned into a puppy!”
“That’s right! With my boundless magical powers, you’re a puppy now. Learn to bark like a puppy!” Fu Chengque clapped happily.
“That’s right! With my boundless magical powers, you’re a puppy now. Learn to bark like a puppy!” Wen Yu repeated.
“?”
“?”
“Why are you copying me?”
“Why are you copying me?”
“…”
Poor Empress, she was defeated early in the morning.
Fu Chengque, with a huffy face, said, “I’m not talking to the puppy anymore!!” Then she took a few steps forward angrily.
Wen Yu laughed twice from behind and caught up.
“Don’t run, continue talking about Xiao Gua.”
Fu Chengque didn’t respond but turned around.
She quickly walked a few steps behind Wen Yu and said, “It’s so cold, General Wen, break the wind ahead.”
“Did you wear long johns today?”
“I’m wearing leggings!”
“How can leggings keep you warm! Long johns are the best for resisting cold. I only recognize long johns for warmth.”
“But I don’t have any.”
Fu Chengque widened her eyes. What’s wrong with Wen Yu? Leggings are thicker and denser than long johns.
“I have some.”
“?”
“Here, take mine. I can’t bear to see Qingmei freeze. I’m willing to endure this severe cold…”
Fu Chengque raised her hand to hit.
Once on the bus and feeling warm, Fu Chengque felt like continuing the conversation.
“Where were we?” Fu Chengque asked.
“Changing pants.”
“I hit you!”
“We were talking about her reconnecting with Fan Liming.” Wen Yu suddenly looked around, “Not on the bus, right? Hmm, not here. Go on.”
“Yes, that guy contacted her yesterday and wants to meet her this weekend. So, he came to ask me whether she should go. What do you think, Wen Yu?”
“Is there even a need to ask? She’s already conflicted, so she wants to go. She asked you just to seek support.”
“I also think so… Oh, I really don’t want Xiao Gua to continue contacting that guy.” Fu Chengque looked distressed. “It’s all his fault, making Xiao Gua absent-minded in everything!”
“How did they break up?”
“Oh, about that. We all thought it was because of a fight over gifts, right? Actually, it’s not! Let me tell you, it’s because they were found out!”
“?!”
“Yeah, Xiao Gua said so. Don’t tell anyone else.” Fu Chengque made a hush gesture and lowered her voice, “The night of your birthday, when they went back, Xiao Gua’s dad saw them doing that…”
Wen Yu was suddenly alert:
“What?!”
Fu Chengque winked.
“Intimacy between a man and a woman?”
She nodded.
Wen Yu was about to exclaim, then suddenly realized something, “Wait, they were seen doing that on the way back?”
“Oh? I didn’t ask. Probably on the way back…”
Feeling something amiss, he confirmed again, “That is?”
Fu Chengque glanced around, leaned in, and whispered, “Kissing.”
Damn it.
She said it as if it were nothing.
Wen Yu suddenly lost interest, “Just kissing?”
“Yeah, lower your voice!! It’s just a kiss on the cheek!” Fu Chengque felt embarrassed, her face starting to blush. “If you’re so loud, you’ll die.”
Realizing her voice was too loud, she quickly lowered her head, as if saying, “It’s none of my business,” waiting for this embarrassing moment to pass.
Meanwhile, Wen Yu was processing.
That night, Xiao Gua and her boyfriend went back together and kissed on the way, and they were seen. For high school students, this was indeed a dead end. It’s senior year now; if it were freshman year, one of them might have changed schools.
After being discovered, Xiao Gua’s parents must have caused a scene at school. At least their class must know, but the news didn’t spread.
The result was they broke up, forcibly separated.
It wasn’t anything particularly novel; there were too many of such incidents in high school, happening in every school.
But for the parties involved, it felt like the end of the world.
Now, if the boy actively seeks out the girl, whether openly or secretly, it can only mean he’s unwilling to let go, still holding on to past feelings, probably hoping to continue their relationship in secret until the end of senior year.
After considering this, Wen Yu asked, “How did Xiao Gua respond?”
Fu Chengque’s blush gradually faded as she heard the question. She snorted heavily in response, “I don’t want her to meet him. It’s best they broke up. Since she’s been with us, her grades have improved. We used to talk about going to the same university, but later, you know what? I was worried if she could even get into a university!”
Emphasizing with annoyance, she said, “It’s better they broke up!”
“I guess that boy went to ask for reconciliation. They still like each other, right?”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“So, she’s decided to go this weekend, right?”
Fu Chengque remained silent, looking even more annoyed.
“Haha, forget it, forget it. It’s already decided by her anyway. Ask her about the outcome this weekend, comfort her if needed, support her if needed, just protect her.”
The girl sighed, her face devoid of joy or anger.
The bus swayed forward, and several sleepy young office workers standing inside were also nodding off. Occasionally, the wheels of the bus rolled over shallow pits or stones, gently rocking the passengers, dispersing some dreams that were never meant to come true.
On the condensation on the window, Fu Chengque wrote two transparent words with her finger—
High school.
Then she wiped them off with resentment.
Wen Yu saw it but didn’t say or do anything.
This was high school, the latter part of a dream, the awakening, signifying the impossibility of returning here once awakened.
Only those in the dream were unaware.
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