The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

Fu Cheng scratched behind his reddish ears, the envelope was sprayed with perfume, and as long as he stood by the desk, he could smell the sweet smell, reminiscent of a girl’s scent blown by the wind.

“Brother, don’t get me wrong!”

This kind of misunderstanding is a bit embarrassing for a male high school student who is truly innocent, and the person with the misunderstanding is also his brother. In his eyes, his brother is an elder-level figure.

“Shen Yi’s?” Fu Yuhe finally turned his head, his voice radiating a chill.

Fu Cheng didn’t notice this slight change, “Well… I saw it when I came back, the name on the letter is Shen Yi’s. She must have stuffed it into the wrong school bag.”

Fu Yuhe: “You are in your third year of high school, aren’t you worried about your studies?”

Fu Cheng was flattered by his sudden concern: “It’s okay, I’m doing good.”

Fu Yuhe walked to the table, opened the test paper covering the pink envelope, and tapped the envelope with his fingertips, “What are you going to do with this thing?”

“Of course give it back to Shen Yi tomorrow.” Fu Cheng said as a matter of course.

Fu Yuhe pursued his lips, and he asked: “Is he interested in any girl back at school?”

Fu Cheng: “Nope…he is mostly with me every day, and no one else…”

He paused, and asked, “Brother, why are you asking this?”

Fu Yuhe thought, this question was too tricky.’

Instead of answering Fu Yuhe, he just changed the subject: “If you gave him this letter, have you thought about what he would do?”

Fu Cheng looked at his brother blankly.

“What if he had no intention of falling in love, but because of this his attention is diverted, what happens then? He is in his third year of high school, so he shouldn’t be disturbed by these things. Both of you only have less than a year left, it’s time to work hard now and improve your results.” Fu Yuhe turned the watch on his wrist, “When you get into college, you can feel free to fall in love, but it’s not suitable right now, and that’s why the timing of this letter is not quite right, understand?”

Fu Cheng felt that he was being educated by the school dean. Ever since his brother was young, he usually took such a serious attitude towards things that needed to be dealt with seriously— meaning that this matter was important. The letter needed to be taken away.

Until, the door was gently closed and there was a crisp “click”, Fu Cheng woke up like he was in a dream.

No, when he first saw this letter, his brother didn’t have such a big reaction! Even if his brother didn’t like Shen Yi, he shouldn’t take other people’s love letters… What kind of caring attitude was this?

Fu Cheng had a strange feeling in his heart as if Shen Yi was his brother’s real younger brother.

…

The perfume on the envelope lasted for a long time. It represented the fresh fragrance of a young girl. Fu Yuhe could even imagine that there was a girl who was full of shyness and solemnly wrote down the letter stroke by stroke on the paper.

Maybe she wrote a lot of letters, but due to typos or bad handwriting, she rewrote them a lot of times, and finally carefully selected the letter she thought looked the best.

The pink letter paper carried the shy thoughts of a young girl.

The more he thought about it, the more bitter and depressed Fu Yuhe felt.

He got himself into trouble.

He was sitting in his study, the letter was in front of him, his eyes were lowered, his lips pursued, he shouldn’t have brought this over, he shouldn’t have allowed these emotions to fester, and he shouldn’t have acted in such a childish manner. But at that time, he felt like he was living a nightmare.

After a while, Fu Yuhe frowned and raised his hand to his forehead.

He was going crazy.

Fu Yuhe had also received love letters when he was young, and he also saw others write theirs carefully. Girls lay on the table thinking about how to write it and then writing it on paper during class or after class

But at that time, Fu Yuhe was busy dealing with all sorts of family problems, there was no such thing as a youthful romance.

The reason he told Fu Cheng was too far-fetched, even he couldn’t even believe it.

Fu Yuhe glanced at his mobile phone, and put the love letter into the desk drawer.

No one here will tamper with his things, as long as he doesn’t take the initiative to take it out, no one will know that there is an incomprehensible love letter hidden in a drawer, but hiding it wasn’t what Fu Yuhe wanted to do…

He got up and left the study.

Early morning, the next day, at the gate of the villa, a teenager dressed in his school uniform was wearing earphones, and the hood of his jacket was pulled over his head to block the wind and cover up his messy black hair. The young man stood almost lazily as if he hadn’t woken up.

Shen Yi was indeed not completely awake yet, he would be sleepy for a period of time after waking up in the morning, it rained at 5 o’clock in the morning this morning, and the ground was wet, so he didn’t go out for a run, let alone wake up. He was sending a message to Fu Cheng, asking him to come down and open the door. He didn’t know that Fu Yuhe’s returned last night, so when the door on the other side opened and Fu Yuhe’s car was revealed, he was stunned for a moment.

Shen Yi was leaning against the wall on the side, completely inconspicuous, but Fu Yuhe still noticed him. Fu Yuhe was also taken aback, asked the driver to stop the car and lowered the window and looked towards Shen Yi, yet Shen Yi continued to look down at the phone like he didn’t see him.

Fu Yuhe waited for three seconds before he opened the door and got off.

A pair of leather shoes came into view, Shen Yi took off one earphone, raised his head, and showed his never changing bright smile, and called out: “Brother Fu.”

Before when there were only two of them, Shen Yi rarely ever called him ‘brother’. Fu Yuhe keenly noticed this change.

“What are you doing here?” Fu Yuhe asked.

Shen Yi: “Waiting for Fu Cheng.”

Fu Yuhe opened his mouth and was just about to say something when Shen Yi’s phone vibrated, and then Shen Yi was diverted. Fu Cheng just sent him a message. Shen Yi clicked on the voice message.

Fu Cheng: “Wait a minute, I’ll be there soon. I just realized that my phone was turned off. It probably ran out of battery. Wait for me…”

“Want to go in?” Fu Yuhe asked.

Shen Yi: “Well, Brother Fu, I’ll go in first, I’m sure you are busy.”

[Shen Yi: I ran into your brother.]

He took two steps towards the gate, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground behind him caught up, Shen Yi paused for a moment, and turned sideways.

“I have something to give you.” Fu Yuhe said.

Shen Yi: “What?”

Fu Yuhe: “Let’s go in first, it’s cold outside.”

“Okay.” Shen Yi turned back and walked inside.

Fu Yuhe could sense the estrangement between the two of them, and the ambiguity that only they understood seemed to have disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

When the two entered the door one after the other, they ran into Fu Cheng who was changing his shoes at the door.

“Morning.” Shen Yi took out a pair of slippers and put them on like a fish in water.

Fu Cheng: “…Morning.”

Seeing his brother following behind Shen Yi, he immediately remembered what happened last night, he hesitated to speak, “Have you eaten yet?”

Shen Yi: “I have.”

He took off the hood on his head, and exhaled: “Eat slowly, there is still time.”

The earphones were hanging around his neck, and they could fall off anytime, he wanted someone to help pick them up for him. With this thought, Shen Yi’s earphones slid down and then were caught by the palm of one hand.

Following along the arm, he realized it was Fu Yuhe’s. Fu Yuhe handed the earphone back to Shen Yi: “Don’t drop it—come with me to the study.” “Thank you.” Shen Yi took the earphone and greeted Fu Cheng before following Fu Yuhe upstairs.

Fu Cheng looked at the backs of the two, he could guess what his brother wanted to tell Shen Yi, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t feeling a little confused… Why is his brother meddling in Shen Yi’s affairs? Could it be that because Shen Yi is his friend, it’s like love the house and love the crow¹, and now his elder brother regarded Shen Yi as his younger brother too?

His brother… was he that kind of person?

Fu Cheng tossed this thought away, horrified.

Shen Yi followed Fu Yuhe into the study room, Fu Yuhe said, “Close the door”, and Shen Yi obediently closed it.

Fu Yuhe tapped the table with his fingertips, thinking about how to start, he opened the drawer, put the pink letter paper on the table, and pushed it toward Shen Yi’s direction.

Shen Yi raised his brows, his eyes playful, “This is what you wanted to give me?”

He took the unopened envelope, pinched it between his index and middle finger, looked over and over again, and found that there was something scribbled on the side of the envelope. In the lower right corner, he saw two characters Juanxiu.

——Shen Yi understood.

“It’s a love letter.” Fu Yuhe said, “Given to you by someone else.”

Shen Yi: “Well, I can see that—why is it with you?”

“That’s not important.” Fu Yuhe didn’t want to explain himself, “Don’t you want to see it what it says?”

“Of course, you have to read this kind of thing in secrecy. Thank you, Brother Fu.”

He shook the pink envelope in his hand, and the smile on his face was bright and dazzling.

“You sure are happy.” Fu Yuhe’s voice was very soft.

Shen Yi: “Being liked by someone is of course something to be happy about.”

Fu Yuhe: “After reading it, what are you going to do?”

Shen Yi: “I won’t know until I read it.”

Fu Yuhe: “…”

The short silence added tension to the atmosphere as if wrapped in a silkworm chrysalis, and there was almost no way to breathe.

If it was in a meeting, when Fu Yuhe was silent and expressionless, the people below would not dare to breathe and would reflect on whether there was something wrong with the plan.

His powerful aura came out naturally.

Fu Yuhe was a little angry and Shen Yi could feel it.

“Brother Fu, don’t you want others to like me?” Shen Yi asked.

Fu Yuhe twitched the corners of his lips: “Why won’t I want to?”

Shen Yi: “That’s good then.”

Fu Yuhe: “…”

It was as if he had punched cotton, he couldn’t even vent, holding it all inside his heart.

“I thought you would be angry.” Shen Yi said, “If there is nothing else, I’ll go out first.”

Fu Yuhe: “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Shen Yi: “Ah… I forgot to wish you a good morning.”

“That’s not it.” Fu Yuhe touched the inside of his cheek with the tip of his tongue, “Why didn’t you reply to me?”

“Reply?” Shen Yi thought for a while, remembering that a few nights ago, Fu Yuhe sent him a message saying “Are you busy?”, he said, “I had fallen asleep, and you didn’t send any more messages afterward, so I thought it was nothing important as you didn’t seem to be in a hurry.” Fu Yuhe didn’t know whether he believed it or not, but looking at Shen Yi’s deceptive face, it seems that no matter what kind of lies he tells, people can’t help but want to forgive him.

Aside from other things, Shen Yi’s face, after restraining his aggression, could easily gain a person’s favor and shorten the distance between them. Fu Yuhe was initially suspicious of him because of his hidden disobedience, but at the same time, he was inadvertently attracted by the contradictions displayed by him.

——His clothes were soaked in the rain, his thin waist was exposed when he lifted his clothes to wipe the sweat off his face, his upper body muscle lines after taking a bath and coming out without clothes on, his small and attention-grabbing incisors showed the vigor of a teenager when he smiled… It seems to display a clean and simple image, hiding away his bad intentions.

In addition, his sweet talks were like a honey pot, he knew how to make a person’s heart soften, and while kissing, he was domineering enough to make someone’s legs weak, and his clinginess a while ago… All of these things became clearer in Fu Yuhe’s mind.

But unfortunately, this kind of person sometimes easily incurs a person’s hatred.

He really wanted to catch him and teach him a good lesson.

 

Translators Note:

¹: If you love me, you should love everything related to me too.