The Female Lead is Looking at Me Differently (GL) - Chapter 17

Wen Zhao almost choked on her food. She paused for a moment, then covered her lips with her hand, and under Fu Yu’s gaze, she chewed the food in her mouth with difficulty; her eyes were clear and bright, with a hint of innocent water, and her cheeks moved slightly, making her look like a little hamster.

—Wait, let me swallow this mouthful of food first.

However, Fu Yu didn’t seem like she was waiting.

She supported her neck with one hand and casually placed the other on the table, her fingers tapping lightly on the surface, looking very relaxed, as if her previous words were just a casual question that came to mind, but only Wen Zhao, who was being watched by her, knew that this was far from a casual question, but rather that she cared deeply about her answer.

Fu Yu slightly lifted her eyelids, her ink-black eyes locked onto Wen Zhao like a hunter’s net, not giving her the slightest chance to escape. This made her look not like she was waiting… but more like she was taking the initiative with a fierce attack.

The cold light in her eyes was like a sword, making Wen Zhao’s limbs stiff, and she didn’t even have the slightest thought of resistance.

Fu Yu seemed to care deeply about this matter.

Wen Zhao was about to cry. Forced by the situation, she couldn’t help but say, “Then, then why don’t I go and keep watch, and you two can go find the city lord’s daughter together.”

Look, she had scared the poor child like this.

Hearing her answer and seeing her pitiful and cowardly appearance, Fu Yu paused slightly, frowned slightly, then covered her eyebrows with her fingers, as if she sighed helplessly, and the originally fierce aura dissipated.

Wen Zhao stopped being aggrieved and blinked, looking at Fu Yu in confusion; although she didn’t understand why Fu Yu suddenly reacted this way, but… anyway, as long as she didn’t look at her so scarily.

Then, taking advantage of Fu Yu’s inattention, she quietly turned her gaze to You Zixia, silently expressing her helplessness and difficulty, as well as her confusion.

After all, although Wen Zhao could probably guess that Fu Yu did this because she didn’t want her to get too close to the male lead, Wen Zhao didn’t understand why? It was clear that she couldn’t see at all that Fu Yu had fallen for the male lead.

This made Wen Zhao puzzled. Could it be that… Fu Yu was actually a big tsundere?

However, it was obvious that You Zixia didn’t know anything either. You Zixia was in the same state as her, with a look of “I don’t know” in his eyebrows, but this didn’t stop him from continuing to play the peacemaker.

“That, Fu Yu?”

Fu Yu withdrew her hand and looked up at him.

You Zixia said, “You… do you want my Junior sister to go with you?” He made a bold guess.

Hearing You Zixia’s question, Fu Yu’s eyebrows moved, and she subconsciously wanted to look away at Wen Zhao, but the next moment she controlled her subconscious action, Fu Yu lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment before denying, “No, I didn’t.”

Wen Zhao thought to herself, of course not, she wanted to go with you!

Then You Zixia seemed to receive Wen Zhao’s telepathic communication, and he asked again, “Then, Fu Yu, do you want to go with me?”

Fu Yu answered without thinking, “No.”

You Zixia: “……….”

Wen Zhao: “……….”

Ah, she must be shy, yeah.

Then Fu Yu realized that it was inappropriate for her to say that, so she said again, “Just let her go with me, you go to the city lord’s daughter yourself, be careful.”

You Zixia nodded blankly, looking like he still didn’t understand why Fu Yu was changing back and forth like this; but since Fu Yu had said so, he didn’t argue any further, and nodded, “Okay.”

Wen Zhao, who still hadn’t been asked for her opinion: “…….”

No, why did things end up like this?

Since you, the female lead, want to go with the male lead, then face your feelings honestly! It’s okay for her to be alone, really.

Wen Zhao propped her chin up, puffed out her cheeks, and didn’t know how to react for a while. But she knew… she was going to be with Fu Yu for the next move, hopefully nothing would go wrong.

There’s no way they would deliver boxed lunches so early, right?

But it was too early to think about that now, because Wen Zhao quickly realized that there was a more important and imminent matter that she needed to deal with.

That was—sharing a room and a bed with Fu Yu.

The two of them stood at the door of the room, neither of them moving first.

Wen Zhao swallowed hard, her hands nervously twisting together, her eyes darting around nervously, and she was so nervous that she didn’t even dare to be the first to push open the door. Instead, she carefully glanced at Fu Yu beside her, hoping she would give some kind of reaction, or even a hint.

Fortunately, Fu Yu didn’t deliberately try to tease her, nor did she look at Wen Zhao with her unpredictable emotions again; she took a step forward and pushed open the door, her slender waist outlining a delicate curve.

Wen Zhao caught a glimpse of her movement and quickly followed.

The inn room looked exactly like Wen Zhao had imagined, and except for the different arrangement of furniture, it was not much different from the previous inn, especially the bed… it was really the same small size.

Probably because she was always thinking about sleeping at night, Wen Zhao’s gaze couldn’t help but shift to the bed, and she didn’t even notice when Fu Yu came to her side.

When Wen Zhao came back to her senses, she was surprised and then restrained her conditioned reflex of nervousness, asking Fu Yu, “Wh-what’s wrong?”

After she finished speaking, she realized that her tone was too weak. As a vicious white lotus female supporting character, this was unqualified. But Wen Zhao glanced at her female supporting character value, which had already reached 81 points, and thought… Hmm, she shouldn’t be stubborn at this time, she would find another chance to act and earn it back later.

Fu Yu didn’t speak again, but stared at her with those black eyes, making Wen Zhao feel guilty, and at the same time, she couldn’t help but think in her heart that she hadn’t done anything to upset Fu Yu today, or rather, just now, right?

Right? Right.

So why was she staring at her like that without saying a word?

At this moment, Wen Zhao really wished she could disappear into the ground.

“Mu…” Fu Yu finally spoke, uttering a syllable, and then that was it, because the next moment, she stopped talking. Leaving Wen Zhao full of question marks.

Mu? Mu? What, what?

She raised her eyes, staring at Fu Yu, trying to figure out what she wanted to say, but after uttering that syllable, Fu Yu closed her lips and pursed them slightly, no longer speaking.

When she saw Wen Zhao looking over, she turned her head and avoided her gaze.

Wen Zhao: ?

Fu Yu pinched her fingers slightly, her ears slightly red, and then she suddenly put down her sword and left without saying a word, leaving Wen Zhao alone in the room.

Eh…?

She blinked blankly, not quite understanding what was going on.

Why did Fu Yu suddenly leave?

Although she wasn’t as nervous being alone here, where was Fu Yu going?

Would she come back later? Why did she suddenly leave?

Wen Zhao couldn’t figure it out.

But after confirming that she hadn’t offended Fu Yu, Wen Zhao wasn’t as nervous anymore.

A moment later, the innkeeper knocked on the door.

Wen Zhao went over and opened the door, only to see the innkeeper carrying a bucket of hot water and saying to her, “Guest, this is the hot water you asked for earlier, shall I change it for you now?”

Wen Zhao was a little puzzled, “I didn’t…”

Then, she realized that it was Fu Yu who had asked for it. So Fu Yu had gone out because she wanted to take a bath, so she went to ask for a basin of hot water?

Realizing the truth, Wen Zhao clapped her hands, “Oh, I see.”

So Wen Zhao nodded and stepped aside to let the innkeeper in.

Who would have thought that the innkeeper who had just finished changing the water and was about to leave would say to Wen Zhao again, “This was ordered by another guest, who said you should use it first.”

Wen Zhao couldn’t help but point at herself, “Um? Me first?”

The innkeeper nodded and then retreated.

Wen Zhao looked at the closed door, thought about it for a while, and finally came to a conclusion, so the “Mu” just now meant “mu” (bath)?

Wen Zhao walked over and looked at the wooden bucket of steaming hot water. She leaned over the edge of the bucket, dipped her hand in the water, and watched as the water droplets slid off her fingertips. She couldn’t help but lean on her arm and thought:

So Fu Yu left on her own initiative just now, thinking she should take a bath first?

It seems that Fu Yu wasn’t angry or displeased with her, but was taking care of her in every way.

Wen Zhao was suddenly moved by Fu Yu’s thoughtfulness and consideration. Just then, the system interrupted, “[Full of murderous intent.]”

Wen Zhao: “…”

What the hell, how do you manage to butt in everywhere?

She angrily slapped the water’s surface, then interrupted her thoughts and prepared to undress and bathe.

Her white robe slipped off her shoulders and piled up in the corner. She lifted her bare feet and stepped into the water, her white toes rippling the surface. The warm water slowly enveloped her feet, then her slender, straight legs, and her delicate, curved waist…

Wen Zhao sat in the bathtub, letting her long hair hang outside the tub to avoid getting wet.

The constantly rippling water gently patted her delicate collarbone. In a moment, the warm water dyed her fair skin a light pink, and occasionally water droplets slid off her skin and fell into the water, causing a ripple.

The sound of splashing water finally stopped, and the room returned to quiet.

Wen Zhao exhaled and wiped her face, feeling that soaking in hot water like this was really healing.

Hearing the sound of the water in the room subside, the person standing outside slowly released their tightly clenched hands.

Fu Yu leaned against the wall, slightly raising her head to look into the distance. She felt an inexplicable restlessness and agitation welling up within her, and then she gently clenched her fist and punched the wall.

The cold wall behind her was unable to extinguish the flame that had inexplicably ignited within her.

Fu Yu took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then opened them again. Her eyes were filled with a deep, ink-black darkness.

T/N: Hmmm…