The Female Lead is Looking at Me Differently (GL) - Chapter 7

Fu Yu stood there, silently staring at the girl standing in front of her with black pupils, who was at a loss, her doe-like eyes filled with anxiety. She showed no outward emotion, but lowered her eyes and then took the spirit tablet that was broken in half from the other’s hand.

 

Wen Zhao gently released her hand, letting Fu Yu take it. Then she curled her palm up, preparing to retract her hand and hide the dirt and the punctured wound.

 

However, just as Wen Zhao was about to retract her hand, another hand grabbed her wrist.

 

The hand had distinct knuckles and slender fingers, appearing pale even in the dim environment.

 

Wen Zhao’s fingers trembled, and then she felt Fu Yu’s other fingertip lightly touch hers, carrying a hint of coolness.

 

“How did you get this?” Fu Yu asked her calmly.

 

Her first words were not asking how Wen Zhao found this place, why she was here, or what she was doing, but asking how she got the wound on her hand.

 

It was as if… she was concerned.

 

Wen Zhao lowered her eyes and saw the other person’s finger pry open her curled palm, and then gently land beside her wound.

 

“…”

 

Wen Zhao didn’t know how to answer her for a moment.

 

Fu Yu didn’t ask further, and then took out a handkerchief, as if she wanted to help Wen Zhao wipe her hand, but paused before doing so.

 

Wen Zhao looked at Fu Yu curiously, “What’s wrong?”

 

Fu Yu shook her head, and then in this dim place, patiently and gently, she wiped Wen Zhao’s hand little by little.

 

When she reached the wound, Fu Yu stopped, and then said, “…Bear with it.”

 

Wen Zhao nodded carefully, her other hand clenched a little tighter. Then, she felt a slight sensation at the wound.

 

The wound was not big, but Wen Zhao was a little afraid of pain, so when Fu Yu moved, her hand couldn’t help but tremble, and she took a shallow breath, wanting to retract her hand.

 

Fu Yu grabbed her wrist tightly, not allowing Wen Zhao to retreat even a bit.

 

Wen Zhao couldn’t help but say, “It, it hurts a little.”

 

Fu Yu lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her vision, but from Fu Yu’s perspective, it always felt like her expression was unusually serious.

 

Fu Yu: “Bear with it a little longer.” She said so, but slowed down her movements, and then gently blew on Wen Zhao’s hand.

 

Wen Zhao was comforted by her rare gentle action, so she suddenly felt… as if the wound didn’t hurt so much anymore.

 

Looking at Fu Yu’s delicate profile and chin, Wen Zhao suddenly felt a strange sense of emotion.

 

Wow, look at this female lead, she’s so kind.

 

The system poured cold water on her at this time. [Female supporting character value -10]

 

Deducted a lot!

 

Wen Zhao’s expression was truly distorted with genuine emotion.

 

But… it’s okay. She comforted herself in her heart, female supporting character points, they can come back when they’re gone, she didn’t care.

 

More importantly, it was the female lead herself.

 

Although she thought so, but… she still felt a little heartbroken.

 

After tending to Wen Zhao’s wound, Fu Yu walked around her and went inside, looking at the memorial tablets that Wen Zhao had already mostly organized. Her gaze was deep and silent, like a well, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

 

Seeing that the other party had noticed it, Wen Zhao’s heart lifted slightly. She followed behind Fu Yu, carefully glancing at the other’s back, wanting to say something and explain, but having missed the opportunity just now, Wen Zhao didn’t know where to start.

 

She tried to open her mouth several times, but didn’t know what to say first.

 

Fu Yu stood there in silence for a long time, and then Wen Zhao heard her hoarse voice, “Thank you.”

 

Hearing the hoarseness in Fu Yu’s voice, Wen Zhao was startled, and then felt a little heartache. She pursed her lips, not knowing how to reply to Fu Yu.

 

At this moment, the system suddenly interjected: “[Female lead favorability +20.]”

 

It increased by 20 all at once… Combined with Fu Yu’s thanks just now, it was enough to show that everything Wen Zhao had done secretly and carefully, was actually seen by Fu Yu.

 

From beginning to end, she had seen it all.

 

Wen Zhao was slightly startled, and then subconsciously said, “You… you saw everything.”

 

Fu Yu didn’t make a sound, but defaulted.

 

Wen Zhao stood there looking at Fu Yu with her back turned, not knowing how to comfort her. After all, words were too pale, only the death of the enemy could truly comfort Fu Yu.

 

And if she could, she would rather not have these 20 points of favorability, and would rather exchange them for a happiness index value that could make Fu Yu happy.

 

Just as Wen Zhao was thinking about how to pass this quiet time, You Zixia came over.

 

Wen Zhao couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Now she looked at You Zixia as a tool to break the awkwardness, as well as a tool to brush up her female supporting character value. Seeing him was more intimate than seeing the system.

 

Wen Zhao quickly adjusted her emotions and greeted him.

 

Probably because she was too anxious to break this suffocating deadlock, so Wen Zhao’s first sentence tried too hard.

 

“Senior Brother, you’re here, are you looking for me? It’s so dark here, I’m so scared…”

 

The fake Wen Zhao played the role of weakness, while the real Wen Zhao was helpless.

 

However, You Zixia didn’t care about Wen Zhao’s “weakness” at all. After all, he didn’t know what had happened just now. In his opinion, his junior sister seemed to be timid by nature, and often liked to act coquettishly with him, so You Zixia was not surprised but accepted it well.

 

He politely patted Wen Zhao’s shoulder, signaling her not to be afraid, “Don’t panic, A Zhao, it’s okay, I’ll protect you.”

 

Wen Zhao glanced at the female lead who was still standing there and hadn’t come back to her senses, hesitated for a moment, and decided to continue acting, but she lowered her voice.

 

“Senior Brother, do you think there are ghosts here…”

 

You Zixia was a little helpless, “Junior Sister, be careful what you say.” But he still reassured Wen Zhao, “No, don’t worry.”

 

Wen Zhao nodded with two fresh points of female supporting character value, and then skipped the topic.

 

You Zixia walked over and called out softly to Fu Yu, “Shall we investigate?”

 

Fu Yu lowered her eyes and turned around. Wen Zhao didn’t know if she had overheard their conversation just now, but when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Fu Yu’s glancing gaze, she felt a little guilty. So Wen Zhao lowered her head and temporarily hid behind You Zixia.

 

Fu Yu didn’t say much, just nodded.

 

After all, just like in the original novel, that was what Fu Yu thought. Since this place had been damaged, it meant that someone—and most likely the culprit—had returned here, so an investigation was necessary.

 

Everything that followed was very procedural and didn’t require Wen Zhao’s participation much, she just followed the male and female leads, watching the plot unfold.

 

After You Zixia drew the talisman, he pasted it everywhere. Wen Zhao followed behind him, looking at the talisman paper with a bit of curiosity.

 

Come to think of it, it was very unprofessional. As a female supporting character and the only daughter of the head of the Lihuo Sect, she now knew nothing about drawing talismans, and it would definitely arouse suspicion if she said it out loud.

 

This was all because of Wen Zhao’s lack of effort.

 

In fact, it wasn’t just drawing talismans, she was… lacking in most of the original female supporting character’s abilities.

 

Wen Zhao picked up a talisman and examined it, then her fingertips gently glided across it, following the traces of cinnabar to familiarize herself with the appearance of the talisman.

 

You know, learning, you have to take it one step at a time. Start with copying!

 

Wen Zhao held her breath and secretly studied, not paying attention to the male and female leads, after all, she had seen what Fu Yu would do next in the novel, so she wouldn’t be surprised at all, and she could just do her own thing now.

 

Thinking this way, Wen Zhao withdrew her thoughts.

 

She focused her attention on the movements of her hand, copying it over and over again. Gradually, she didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she felt as if her fingertips were slightly hot…

 

Then, a small flame leaped up, and Wen Zhao let out a soft cry and released her hand.

 

The original blue talisman floated down from mid-air, with a little flame, slowly falling.

 

You Zixia and Fu Yu were drawn to her voice, and when they saw what was happening with Wen Zhao, You Zixia quickly ran over, “This—?!”

 

His eyes widened in surprise, clearly seeing something like this for the first time.

 

“My tracking talisman… how could it be?”

 

Fu Yu frowned slightly and came to Wen Zhao. She looked at the situation in front of her calmly, but couldn’t observe anything, then, Fu Yu turned her head to ask Wen Zhao, but when she saw the panicked and uneasy light in the other’s black eyes, her words were stuck in her throat.

 

“I’m, I’m sorry,” Wen Zhao’s voice trembled.

 

Seeing fire in a place like the ancestral hall, she really didn’t mean to.

 

Wen Zhao looked up at Fu Yu standing beside her, sniffed, and felt a great deal of guilt and apology.

 

Fu Yu was slightly speechless, and then she said, “It’s okay.” Fu Yu glanced at the quiet flames attached to the talisman paper that weren’t spreading, then gestured for Wen Zhao to look, “It’s okay, look.”

 

Following Fu Yu’s finger, Wen Zhao looked over and found that the flames hadn’t caused any harm, and the panic in her heart slowly subsided.

 

Her heart, which had been beating violently, gradually calmed down, and she finally completely escaped from that fearful emotion.

 

You Zixia squatted down to observe the flames, a little puzzled, “What’s going on? This has never happened before.”

 

Then he looked up and asked Wen Zhao, “Junior Sister, what did you do just now?”

 

Wen Zhao opened her lips and was momentarily stumped. After recalling, she said, “I… I didn’t do anything, I just followed the traces of the talisman you drew, Senior Brother, and traced them with my fingers, and then the talisman suddenly caught fire.”

 

Hearing this, the look of confusion on You Zixia’s face deepened.

 

And after hearing Wen Zhao’s words, Fu Yu seemed to have thought of something and looked over.

 

Seeing those black eyes, Wen Zhao felt a little nervous, “What’s wrong?”

 

Fu Yu didn’t ask Wen Zhao anything, but walked in front of her, her black eyes filled with emotion, glanced at the fingers that Wen Zhao hadn’t noticed herself, and then reached out and grabbed her wrist, holding her hand up.

 

“Is your hand okay?”

 

Wen Zhao was startled, and after being pulled up by Fu Yu, she remembered the redness and pain in her fingertips.

 

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