The Female Lead is Looking at Me Differently (GL) - Chapter 3

This was the first time Wen Zhao had directly faced Fu Yu’s exposed emotions, and it was also the first time she had felt such a sharp, cold, and almost murderous sword intent. As an ordinary person, Wen Zhao was so frightened that her breath trembled.

Fu Yu lowered her eyes slightly, her beautiful face remained expressionless, her eyes were faintly colored, as if the previous action was just like brushing away a fallen leaf. Her skin was so white as to be pale, giving people a feeling of ice and snow at first glance, which perfectly matched her temperament.

Fu Yu frowned slightly, revealing a trace of impatience, as if she wanted to withdraw her hand immediately; but because Wen Zhao was a woman and a junior sister of You Zixia, she took care not to directly attack, and merely repelled her with a sword qi.

She paused slightly, and was about to say something, but when she looked up, her gaze inadvertently fell on Wen Zhao’s pale face, which was frightened. Seeing the other party’s slightly widened eyes and snow-white face because of fear, even Fu Yu was slightly stunned. Perhaps she didn’t expect Wen Zhao to be so scared by her.

After all, she had only repelled her with sword qi, and Fu Yu hadn’t done anything else.

But no matter what, it was true that she had scared someone. Therefore, Fu Yu’s originally cold and impersonal words rolled around on her tongue, and she restrained herself a little. Then, looking at Wen Zhao’s appearance, she slowly said, “Go away.”

Compared to her sword qi, Fu Yu’s voice was obviously much calmer, but even so, Wen Zhao was still a little afraid of her.

Her fingers trembled, timidly retracted her hand, and dared not stay any longer. A hint of water appeared in her black and white eyes… this time it wasn’t acting, but real.

Seeing Wen Zhao’s appearance as if she was about to cry, both Fu Yu and You Zixia were genuinely stunned, even the system was shocked.

You Zixia quickly walked over, feeling a little at a loss. He wanted to comfort Wen Zhao, but he didn’t know how to comfort her. Although they were senior and junior martial siblings, there were still taboos between men and women, so You Zixia took care of Wen Zhao and did not dare to reach out and wipe her tears.

“Junior Sister? Why are you crying? Don’t cry, don’t cry, Fu Yu didn’t mean to scare you, she… she’s just too tired and wants to go back to rest early, don’t be afraid, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

Wen Zhao sniffed and wiped her face with her hand.

Did she need You Zixia to comfort her? Of course, Wen Zhao knew that Fu Yu didn’t mean it. She was just a little annoyed by Wen Zhao’s entanglement, so she wanted to leave as soon as possible, that’s all.

But… but she really didn’t expect Fu Yu’s sword qi to be so scary.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhao couldn’t help but hiccup.

Wen Zhao: “…”

More… more embarrassing woo woo.

Being angry, Wen Zhao cried even harder.

Seeing that his junior sister was even hiccupping while crying (?), You Zixia was really panicked. After all, before going down the mountain, his master had repeatedly told him to take good care of Wen Zhao, but who would have thought that he would make his little junior sister cry so quickly, and You Zixia was also anxious and didn’t know what to do.

At this time, Fu Yu pursed her lips, then walked over from behind You Zixia; then, she tapped her sword sheath with her finger, and then motioned for You Zixia to move away.

Wen Zhao, who had been sobbing, stopped her movements. There were still tears on her eyelashes, and her eyes were blurry, but this did not prevent her from quietly looking up at the person standing in front of her.

Fu Yu stood in front of her, her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were lowered, her expression seemed like she was troubled or troubled, and then, her ink-black eyes looked at Wen Zhao, thought for a moment, and then extended her hand in front of her.

Wen Zhao: ?

Probably confused by Fu Yu’s actions, Wen Zhao’s intermittent sobs stopped. She sniffed, then blinked her eyes in a daze, and the tear that had been clinging to her eyelashes blinked down, sliding past her mole.

Fu Yu’s gaze slid slightly from her watery eyes to her chin.

At this moment, the system suddenly interjected: [The female lead’s favorability towards you has increased.]

Wen Zhao: ???

But she didn’t have time to care about the system at this moment. Wen Zhao looked up at Fu Yu, hesitated, and then asked her, “What are you doing?”

Fu Yu looked down at her, although her ink-black eyes didn’t contain much warmth, they were not as cold as when Wen Zhao had grabbed her at first. Her fingers naturally spread out, her fingertips like bamboo shoots, and her wrist like white lotus root.

“Come here,” she said calmly.

Wen Zhao blinked in even more confusion. Then she heard Fu Yu in front of her say in a soft voice, “Didn’t you say you wanted to go shopping? Let’s go.”

It was as natural as saying the weather was nice today.

Wen Zhao: ！！？

Hearing her say this, Wen Zhao’s eyes widened in disbelief.

In fact, she couldn’t believe it. Fu Yu just… suddenly agreed to her?! Did she soften her heart because of her tears?

Happiness came too fast…?

Of course, there was a more normal guess, which was that, rather than being moved, Fu Yu’s current behavior was more like an apology.

Perhaps because she felt guilty for scaring her, she agreed to Wen Zhao’s request.

In this way, Fu Yu was simply a good child.

Seeing Fu Yu take the initiative to be friendly, You Zixia also relaxed, “That’s fine, I’ll leave my junior sister to you, Fu Yu.” Then he said to Wen Zhao, “Now that Miss Fu has agreed to your request, don’t cry anymore, okay?”

Wen Zhao quickly wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve, and then remembered the female supporting character persona she had thrown to the back of her mind. She tried to act… but forget it, she had just cried, and this female supporting character persona was a bit difficult to maintain.

But Wen Zhao didn’t go too far out of character, and simply nodded, whispering, “I know, Senior Brother.”

Then, she looked at the hand that Fu Yu extended, hesitated slightly, and placed her hand in hers.

Feeling the temperature of a stranger’s hand in hers, Fu Yu paused, then lowered her eyes to look at the two hands clasped together, her fingertips moved slightly, and she said nothing more, then nodded slightly to You Zixia and left with Wen Zhao.

Wen Zhao also sniffed, drew back the last bit of tears, lowered her head and obediently followed behind Fu Yu.

••••

Soon after they walked out, Fu Yu naturally let go of Wen Zhao’s hand; Wen Zhao waved her hand in mid-air, greeting the air, feeling a little disappointed. She thought she could go shopping hand-in-hand with the female lead and successfully become Fu Yu’s little bestie.

Recalling the feeling just now, Wen Zhao thought that Fu Yu’s palm had calluses from holding a sword for a long time, a thin layer, not overly rough, but one could clearly feel some traces in her palm.

Although she was a cultivator, Fu Yu’s hands always seemed to have a bit of coldness, as if… all the warmth in her body and heart had disappeared on the day of the massacre.

Similarly, this slightly cool temperature seemed to also symbolize Fu Yu’s personality; indifferent, distant, and full of defenses against outsiders.

After all… the current Fu Yu should hope to be free from any attachments and be completely cold; her whole body and mind were filled with revenge, not allowing herself a moment of pause or retrospect, because once she had something to cherish, she would not be able to walk on that path filled with mud and thorns.

But…

Wen Zhao looked at Fu Yu’s figure walking in front of her, and suddenly felt touched. Because just now, she seemed to have inadvertently glimpsed the soft spot in the female lead’s heart that had not yet completely cooled.

It was so heartbreaking and sad.

Wen Zhao glanced at Fu Yu who was walking in front of her, her gaze sliding from the other person’s side face to her snow-white neck exposed due to her tied-up hair, and she recalled the system’s words just now.

Wen Zhao tapped the system in her heart and asked it, [System, what’s the situation with the female lead’s favorability increasing just now?]

The system replied honestly, [When you were scared by the female lead and cried, it was detected that the female lead’s favorability towards you increased. The current favorability is: 11.]

Wen Zhao: “…”

She didn’t know what to say for a while, perhaps she was a little confused, and slightly surprised?

It felt like she was suddenly favored by the female lead.

But then again, why did the female lead give her favorability? Was it because she saw her crying pitifully and beautifully?

The system coldly poured cold water on her. [You’re thinking too much. Since the female lead wouldn’t give you favorability for your appearance at first, she wouldn’t give you favorability for crying beautifully either.]

Wen Zhao: [You don’t have to say that, maybe the female lead just likes me crying.]

Of course, she knew this was impossible. Although it was a bit inexplicable, if she followed the previous situation, the favorability that Fu Yu had added just now should be related to the little softness in her heart and the fact that Wen Zhao was scared to cry because of her. That’s what Wen Zhao thought.

At this moment, probably noticing that Wen Zhao was distracted and her pace slowed down, Fu Yu stopped walking and then turned to look back, her dark eyes looking at her without any emotion. Although there was no emotion, Wen Zhao seemed to have inexplicably guessed her meaning.

The emotionless gaze seemed to be looking at Wen Zhao and waiting for her.

… Then Wen Zhao suddenly felt guilty, as if she was cheating on the female lead behind her back.

She coughed lightly, shook off the messy thoughts in her head, and then walked over to stand side by side with Fu Yu.

••••

The two of them turned a corner and came to another street. There were many small stalls on this street, selling all sorts of miscellaneous things, it was as lively as a market.

Wen Zhao looked around with the curiosity of a country bumpkin, and Fu Yu followed beside her, holding her sword in her arms, her eyes slightly lowered, and her face expressionless as she followed Wen Zhao through the crowd.

She had no expression on her face, her eyes were dull, and she seemed to care about nothing and look at nothing, but when someone was about to bump into Wen Zhao, she used the hilt of her sword to block those people and separate them.

Fu Yu raised her eyes and looked at the girl who was getting more and more happy and even unconsciously showed a naive smile, her eyes paused on her face for a moment, then she looked away and looked at the other side.

Her black eyes were deep, and it was impossible to guess what she was thinking.

System: [Congratulations, the female lead’s favorability towards you has increased by 5 points just now.]