She Said She Has Feelings For Someone - Chapter 62
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Chapter 62: Sleeping Together — Your Misunderstanding of Old Buildings…
Lu Shuyu was stunned for a long time. She turned to look around uncertainly, then turned back: “The… the restroom?”
Hearing this, Xia Leshuang also fell silent. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head firmly: “That’s not necessary.”
Pfft…
Lu Shuyu burst out laughing. Since the school’s renovation, the hygiene management had always been quite good. Being collectively disdained by the two of them felt a bit impolite to the facilities…
“Actually, it wasn’t inside.” She pulled Xia Leshuang toward the restroom area and stopped in front of the communal sinks. “It was here.”
As she spoke, she stood on her tiptoes, leaning close to Xia Leshuang’s face. Facing her directly, she cupped Leshuang’s chin and tilted it up slightly.
“It was pretty much like this.” Having whispered this, Lu Shuyu stepped back.
Xia Leshuang didn’t speak. She turned her head to look at the wall separating the restroom from the rest of the area. “So, you were standing right there?”
Lu Shuyu nodded: “Yes. But later, I hid up on the stairs.”
Fragmented memories surfaced in her mind, and Xia Leshuang finally understood. She put down the wooden box, raised both hands to cradle the sides of Lu Shuyu’s neck, leaned in, and tilted her chin up slightly—
“Was it like this?”
With the other’s lips right in front of her, Lu Shuyu finally realized it hadn’t been a kiss; she had been blowing a speck out of an eye.
A wave of embarrassment washed over her. She shrank her neck, retreated two steps, and walked away with a flushed face: “Let’s go. Let’s find Teacher Lu.”
She fled down the stairs, but Xia Leshuang ran faster than her. Her ear was filled with the other’s teasing, amused voice: “Tell me, what was little Shuyu thinking every day ten years ago?”
“How did she decide it was a kiss?”
…
Lu Shuyu stopped, turned around, and glared back resentfully: “I was stupid, okay?”
Xia Leshuang laughed, stepped up, and lightly brushed her elbow: “No, little Shuyu was just too innocent.” Then, she blinked and whispered: “In the future, you can accumulate more experience, so you won’t misunderstand.”
Accumulate more experience? With whom?
Lu Shuyu looked over with shock and inquiry, only to see Xia Leshuang’s smiling eyes. They were sly and bright, yet the tips of her ears were turning red.
She almost seemed to hear the voice in the other’s heart: “With me, of course~”
Lu Shuyu finally understood—Xia Leshuang was actually a “closet flirt.” She was completely different from when they first reunited. But this also proved that Xia Leshuang was happy now; nothing was weighing heavily on her heart anymore.
“Teacher Xia,” Shuyu raised an eyebrow and smiled, “this is a school. Please mind your words and actions.”
Hearing this, Xia Leshuang instantly became obedient.
After a few more steps, a voice whispered again: “Shuyu…”
Shuyu looked over. The cheerfulness on Xia Leshuang’s face had vanished, replaced entirely by tension and trepidation. “Is it really okay to go empty-handed? Should we go out and buy something?”
Lu Shuyu was amused by how quickly her emotions shifted. Fearing she would stress her out too much, Shuyu hadn’t mentioned that Teacher Lu already knew about their relationship.
So, she could only say: “Teacher Lu never accepts gifts. If you break her rules, she’ll be even angrier~”
Back then, Xia Leshuang’s grades in Chinese were decent, but because she often took leave to film, her grades would occasionally take a nosedive. As a result, she became one of Lu Huaiqing’s primary targets for strict supervision. Lu Huaiqing was born with a face that didn’t look approachable; when she stiffened her expression and cast a glance, it was enough to make a student’s scalp tingle. Xia Leshuang would never forget those days of being “monitored.”
Recalling Lu Huaiqing’s stern face, Xia Leshuang followed her advice: “Okay.”
…
Having found the office through familiar routes, Lu Shuyu peeked inside, wanting to give Lu Huaiqing a surprise, only to find the office empty.
“Who are you looking for?” a voice asked from behind.
The two turned around to see a tall, thin, middle-aged female teacher.
“Teacher Wen!” Lu Shuyu recognized her immediately. “Long time no see!”
Teacher Wen also recognized her quickly, then looked at Xia Leshuang: “This is Leshuang, right?”
Xia Leshuang hurried to nod and greet her: “Hello, Teacher Wen.”
“Ten years have passed. You’ve matured a lot.” After a few more pleasantries, Teacher Wen said, “Huaiqing went home right after school. she has no classes this afternoon.”
The house was close to the school; it took less than five minutes to get there. As they stood at the bottom of the apartment building, both of them stopped. The thought of the last time they stood here together—ten years ago—made them feel dazed.
“Aside from looking a bit older,” Xia Leshuang sighed, “it’s just like before.” She couldn’t help but take a deep breath. “The smell is the same too, almost exactly as I remember.”
Lu Shuyu chuckled: “You remember that?”
“Yes,” Xia Leshuang smiled. “Even though I didn’t come many times, I was very nervous every time. The memory is fresh.” Especially the last time; she had waited here for over two hours. To ease her anxiety, she had looked over the area dozens of times.
This was one of their regrets from back then. Returning to the old place now, the timing was too perfect. Lu Shuyu didn’t want to wait anymore.
She looked up at Xia Leshuang: “Actually, the reason I didn’t answer you back then wasn’t just because I didn’t know you liked me. I had secretly written you a love letter, but Teacher Lu found it.”
Xia Leshuang’s eyes widened. She asked worriedly, “Was she very angry? Did she…”
“No,” Lu Shuyu quickly interrupted. “It wasn’t as scary as you think. But she did scold me. Even if Teacher Lu and I are like friends, it was still a bit shocking to her back then.”
Speaking of this, she smiled: “If only you had left a week later. Teacher Lu burned my love letter one moment, and the next, she went to research and understand things about this community. Then she told me to pursue love bravely and strive to be a campus couple everyone envied once we got to university!”
…
Xia Leshuang was shocked over and over, finally feeling a bit desperate. “So, when Teacher Lu heard the news of my sudden transfer?”
Meeting those eyes filled with confusion and a sliver of hope, Lu Shuyu suppressed her laughter and nodded ruthlessly—
“She said: ‘If she looks down on my, Lu Huaiqing’s, daughter, she has no taste! We don’t want her either!'”
These were indeed Lu Huaiqing’s original words—extreme words spoken to comfort her daughter. Xia Leshuang felt her vision go dark for a moment. After a pause, she turned to walk away.
Lu Shuyu grabbed her: “Where are you going?”
“I feel,” Xia Leshuang said, flustered and helpless, “that I absolutely cannot show up empty-handed.”
It seemed she was truly terrified. Lu Shuyu had a headache. Just as she was about to say something, a familiar voice echoed in the stairwell: “Shuyu said your cooking is good.”
The voice grew closer. By the time the last syllable fell, the speaker was standing right in front of them. “Then you can cook dinner tonight.”
Xia Leshuang was stunned. Her mouth moved faster than her brain, and she blurted out: “Okay.”
“Teacher Lu!” Lu Shuyu protested. “Who asks a guest to cook the first time they visit?!”
Lu Huaiqing turned her gaze over: “The relationship hasn’t even been fully formalized yet, and you’re already taking her side? I punish you to help her.”
After saying that, she turned to walk out. Lu Shuyu shouted, “Where are you going?”
Lu Huaiqing didn’t look back: “A date with my girls. I’ll be back tonight.”
Only after she was far away did Xia Leshuang breathe a sigh of relief: “Cooking… then I should go buy groceries? Where is the supermarket?”
Grabbing the distracted woman’s hand, Lu Shuyu led her toward the stairs: “No rush. Let’s go back and put the box down first.”
…
Lu Huaiqing hired someone to clean twice a month, precisely so that Lu Shuyu could stay whenever she returned on her irregular schedule. The wooden box was placed on the desk. Xia Leshuang looked around the room; it hadn’t changed since ten years ago.
The shock from earlier finally began to dissipate, and she finally grasped a key point. “Teacher Lu said the relationship ‘hasn’t even been fully formalized yet’?”
She looked cautiously at Lu Shuyu, who smiled and nodded: “It means she approves of you, of course~”
“Really?” Xia Leshuang confirmed once more.
Lu Shuyu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “Confirmed, definite, and absolutely! Teacher Lu may be fierce, but she always keeps her word!”
Feeling the relief of a narrow escape, Xia Leshuang’s legs went weak, and she slumped onto the bed. Heaven knows that before returning to City S, she had planned to take things slow and gradually test the waters to get Teacher Lu to accept her. She didn’t expect everything to land like a bomb, suddenly dropping and suddenly exploding, leaving her blindsided.
Lu Shuyu sat down beside her and took her hand, firm and serious: “I didn’t tell you beforehand because I was afraid you’d be nervous. So don’t worry. Between us, there will be no obstacles.”
Hearing this, Xia Leshuang looked at her. Although the words were said lightly, she could imagine the pressure Lu Shuyu had carried back then. Lu Huaiqing was Shuyu’s mother, comrade, and only family for many years. Their relationship was good and seemed equal, but Leshuang understood that Shuyu looked up to her mother.
“Shuyu, no matter what happens in the future, let’s face it together, okay?”
“Of course,” Lu Shuyu smiled back.
…
The two went to a large supermarket further away. When they arrived, Lu Shuyu suddenly let out a “hiss.”
Xia Leshuang asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I couldn’t be that unlucky…” Lu Shuyu muttered, shaking her head. “It’s nothing, let’s go.”
Just as they finished shopping and were about to breathe a sigh of relief, someone called out to her.
…Was City S really this small?
Seeing she couldn’t avoid it, she quickly whispered a brief explanation into Xia Leshuang’s ear: “Blood relative. Very annoying.”
A few words later, her uncle, sporting a large belly, walked up to them: “Isn’t this Shuyu? Why didn’t you tell us you were coming back?”
Lu Shuyu didn’t hesitate to give a cold laugh: “You and I are essentially strangers. What need is there for notification?”
“Your wings have grown strong,” the uncle sneered. He added, “Then again, a woman like Lu Huaiqing—what good could she teach?”
Xia Leshuang frowned, immediately realizing this man was likely a relative from Shuyu’s biological father’s side.
Lu Shuyu wasn’t provoked. she just smiled, her gaze falling on his belly: “True. Then you should give birth early and teach your child well.”
While men might be indifferent to attacks on their appearance, they still cared about dignity. The uncle gave two “hehe”s, his gaze moving between the two women. Xia Leshuang was wearing a mask and a baseball cap the whole time; he couldn’t see her face, so he continued with the old cliches.
“Shuyu, your uncle advises you: don’t go astray like her. For a woman, focusing too much on work is no good. Look at her now—approaching retirement and still all alone, without a man to care for her. What will you do when you’re in another city later?”
He spoke with the condescending tone of an experienced elder giving “kind” advice, thinking he had struck at a woman’s greatest weakness. Lu Shuyu only found it humorous. She couldn’t emulate Min Wutong’s arrogance, but she had learned a bit of her sharp tongue.
She glanced at the man’s empty hands, then looked toward the exit behind him—sure enough, her aunt was walking toward them, carrying large bags in one hand and leading a misbehaving grandson with the other.
“Your words are still biased,” Shuyu smiled. “Your grandson isn’t being led by you, and you aren’t carrying the bags—doesn’t that just prove that men aren’t of much use?”
“So please rest assured. Without a man, Lu Huaiqing will only live better.”
Behind them, the little grandson suddenly started struggling and throwing a tantrum: “I want a lollipop! Waaah—I want one—”
“You—@%@!” The man turned red with rage and began swearing.
Lu Shuyu ignored him completely and pulled Xia Leshuang away.
…
Back home, the two began preparing dinner. Not long after, Lu Huaiqing actually returned. Xia Leshuang, flustered, came out of the kitchen holding a knife to greet her: “Teacher Lu!”
Lu Huaiqing stood still, not daring to move. Lu Shuyu came out and took the knife away: “Why so early?”
Lu Huaiqing put her phone on the table: “Isn’t it because of what you did?”
The two looked down at the screen. It was a text message. There was no name, but one look at the tone revealed who it was from. Lu Shuyu turned and saw the same expression of disdain in Xia Leshuang’s eyes.
“Why don’t you block him?”
“He needs an outlet,” Lu Huaiqing said. “It would be more troublesome if he came to the school.”
Indeed, ordinary people couldn’t learn Min Wutong’s arrogance.
Lu Shuyu pursed her lips: “I’m sorry, Teacher Lu.”
Lu Huaiqing reached out and patted her head, then reflexively patted Xia Leshuang’s as well. The latter shrank back like a startled small animal. This made the teacher laugh: “Young girls’ hair quality is so good~”
“Don’t be sad. I’m retiring next year. What is there to fear?” With that, she took out an apron. “How much have you done? Let’s do it together; it’ll be faster.”
Lu Shuyu’s dejection vanished instantly: “Don’t! The kitchen can’t fit three people!”
Lu Huaiqing gave up.
Closing the kitchen door, Xia Leshuang asked curiously, “Teacher Lu can cook?”
“She can—” Lu Shuyu elongated the word, “—not.”
The uncle was right about one thing: Lu Huaiqing valued her work highly. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have divorced so resolutely back then, even temporarily giving up her daughter. Later, it wasn’t that she intentionally neglected Shuyu, but when she got busy, she couldn’t even take care of herself.
“All these years, it’s been either takeout or the school cafeteria. Occasionally she cooks, but she likes to improvise on a whim—even a dog would shake its head at the results.”
Xia Leshuang was amused: “Is it really that exaggerated?”
Lu Shuyu sighed: “If you’re curious, I’ll let you experience it sometime.”
…
They made a few simple home-cooked dishes, all of which were Lu Huaiqing’s favorites. She was so happy she opened a bottle of wine.
“Where did the wine come from?” Lu Shuyu picked it up to look. The packaging was quite fashionable—it was a fruit wine.
“Recommended by my girls. The taste is pretty good,” Lu Huaiqing said.
“The alcohol content is quite high,” Xia Leshuang noted. “You shouldn’t drink too much.”
Lu Huaiqing snatched the bottle: “Just a small drink, it’s fine!”
The three of them ate and drank together. Having not seen each other for a long time, there was much to talk about. By the end, Lu Shuyu was a bit tipsy, and Xia Leshuang had to help her back to her room.
Lu Huaiqing had a good tolerance for alcohol. When Leshuang came back out, the haze of alcohol in the teacher’s eyes had dissipated, replaced by seriousness: “Leshuang, sit down.”
There were some things that weren’t appropriate to say in front of Shuyu. Xia Leshuang understood and sat down with a serious expression: “Teacher, please go ahead.”
“How much do you know about Shuyu’s childhood?”
“Probably,” Xia Leshuang thought for a moment, “everything.”
Lu Huaiqing smiled: “Then I won’t beat around the bush.”
“Shuyu had a hard time when she was little. I didn’t raise her; she grew into the person she is today through her own strength. But I know you are very important to her. At the very least, she found the path of making variety shows because of you.”
“She never liked anyone growing up, except for you. I was shocked when I found out. But later I realized that there’s no difference between men and women; good people are naturally attracted to each other. Now that you’ve finally come together after all these years, it’s a deep fate. So I hope you two can support each other and keep going.”
Xia Leshuang’s eyes grew moist. She nodded solemnly: “Don’t worry, Teacher Lu. Shuyu and I definitely will.”
…
Lu Huaiqing took on the task of washing the dishes and sent her off to shower. When she came out of the bathroom, Xia Leshuang belatedly realized—
Was she going to sleep in the same bed as Lu Shuyu?
She hesitated at the door for a moment, just as Lu Huaiqing came out of the kitchen. “What are you doing? Not going in?”
Xia Leshuang gritted her teeth and opened the door: “Goodnight, Teacher Lu.”
There were two air-conditioning blankets on the bed. Lu Shuyu was lying on the side near the window, her breathing steady; she was likely asleep. Xia Leshuang climbed onto the bed quietly. Once she was lying on her back, facing the ceiling, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before the breath was fully finished, the person beside her flipped over and hugged her with both arms and legs. Then came a muffled chuckle.
Xia Leshuang was helpless: “Not asleep?”
“What misunderstanding do you have about the soundproofing of old buildings? I heard everything.”
It was magical. She had been so nervous just a moment ago. Now, she felt calm.
“Nervous?” Lu Shuyu asked again.
Xia Leshuang replied with a smile: “What misunderstanding do you have about the soundproofing of old buildings?”
The embrace tightened. Lu Shuyu suppressed her laughter, her body shaking. After a long time, she stopped and moved up a bit. Xia Leshuang smelled the fruit wine.
“A pity,” Lu Shuyu sighed softly. Then she leaned over—
Mwah.
The warm sensation lingered on the cheek for only a second before the person beside her rolled back to her original position.
“Goodnight kiss,” Lu Shuyu’s voice was a bit hazy. “Just make do with that~”
In the darkness, Xia Leshuang smiled and turned on her side. She waited until Lu Shuyu’s breathing became steady. She was asleep.
Leshuang leaned closer again. A little while later, Lu Shuyu turned in her sleep—Xia Leshuang extended her arm, and the forehead of the person in her arms was right at her lips.
She gave it a gentle kiss.