Chapter 158 The wallpaper on his phone is Yun Zheng!
Fu Linghe gently embraced Yun Zheng in his arms, his arms around her shoulders, his palms against her back, giving her a sense of security.
His chin rested gently on the top of her head, his breath carrying a light woody scent, and his warm breath brushed against her ear, carrying a soothing feeling.
"What's wrong?" His voice was low and gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing her. "Did someone bully you? Or...did I do something wrong?"
Yun Zheng leaned on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her nose filled with the familiar scent of him, but the bitterness in her heart grew stronger.
Her fingers tightly grasped the corner of Fu Linghe's clothes, her fingertips trembled slightly, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, her breathing became a little rapid, and the sour emotion in her heart almost overwhelmed her.
She knew that it was Fu Linghe's privacy and she shouldn't ask, but the shadow of the photo always lingered in her mind, like a thorn, pricking her painfully.
"Fu Linghe..." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, with a hint of hesitation and uneasiness. "Who is that girl on your phone's desktop wallpaper?"
Fu Linghe's body stiffened slightly, then he looked down at her, with a bit of doubt and tenderness in his eyes, "Did you see..."
Yun Zheng's tears welled up in her eyes. She bit her lip and said in a trembling voice, "Yeah, I saw it."
Fu Linghe frowned slightly, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
He was silent for a moment, then gently let go of her, took out his phone from his suit pocket, unlocked it, and handed it to her, "Is this what you are talking about?"
The lock screen wallpaper on his phone was still the confident and bright girl wearing the uniform of Beijing No. 1 Middle School.
Although it was just a back view, it was not difficult to see that Fu Linghe had deep feelings for her, otherwise he would not have been reluctant to replace her for so long.
Fu Linghe's voice was low and gentle, with a faint smile on his face, the kind of smile that comes when you think of your lover, "She is the one I like."
Yun Zheng's heart sank suddenly, and tears rolled down her eyes uncontrollably.
Although I had anticipated the answer, my heart still tightened uncontrollably when I heard it from his own mouth.
Her fingers tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, and her choked voice was filled with stubbornness. "Since you already have someone you like, why do you want to marry me?"
"I've always known that I'm not worthy of you, but I, Yun Zheng, don't want to be so humble as to be used as a substitute."
Fu Linghe looked at the tears sliding down Yun Zheng's eyes and panicked instantly.
He gently stroked Yun Zheng's cheek with his fingers, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of breaking her.
His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with heartache and helplessness, "Zheng Zheng, what are you talking about? What substitute? What's unworthy?"
Yun Zheng couldn't stop her tears from falling, her voice trembling so much that she could barely speak. "That photo...that silhouette, that's not me. Are you nice to me because I look a lot like her? You...you're actually seeing her through me, right?"
Fu Linghe's breathing stagnated slightly, and then he lowered his head to look at the photo on the phone screen, a gentle smile flashing in his eyes, "Silly boy, look carefully, who is the person in this photo?"
Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the phone screen.
The girl in the photo is wearing the school uniform of Beijing No. 1 Middle School. Her back is slender and elegant, her long hair fluttering gently in the wind, and the sunlight shining on her shoulders, outlining a faint halo.
Her fingers gently touched the screen, as if she could feel the sunshine and breeze of that day through the photo.
Yun Zheng's gaze uncontrollably fell on the sunflower hairband, and she felt inexplicably that it looked familiar.
She was sure she had seen it before, but the impression in her mind was very vague.
Fu Linghe suddenly reached out and took the phone back from her hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "I can't recognize it."
Before Yun Zheng could react, he quickly found a photo and handed it to her, "You should be able to recognize it by looking at this."
Yun Zheng turned her head slightly and didn't have the courage to look at the content on Fu Linghe's phone screen.
Fu Linghe held her little face, turned her head around, and asked her to look into his eyes. "Take a good look first."
Although she didn't want to look, driven by curiosity, her eyes uncontrollably looked at Fu Linghe's mobile phone.
Yun Zheng's heart suddenly trembled, and her fingers trembled slightly, "This... is this me?"
What was clearly displayed on his phone was Yun Zheng wearing a school uniform. This time it was a frontal photo. The angle and background were the same as before, but it was taken when she turned around and looked back.
Fu Linghe's mouth corners slightly raised, with a bit of doting in his eyes, "What else? Who do you think it is?"
"I couldn't recognize myself from behind, and even after seeing my face, I still couldn't recognize myself"
Yun Zheng's tears welled up again, her voice choked with sobs, "But how did you get my photo? Who took it?"
Although she and Fu Linghe were both students of Beijing No. 1 Middle School, they had no connection at that time. How could Fu Linghe have these photos?
The key point is that Yun Zheng herself has never seen these photos, so it is impossible that they were taken by Cen Lian'an or Zhou Yushen.
But...it's impossible that Fu Linghe took the photo himself!
Fu Linghe didn't beat around the bush this time and admitted it directly, "I took the photo. It's a good photo, isn't it?"
Yun Zheng: Is this a question of whether the filming was good or not? Mr. Fu!
She looked up at the serious Fu Linghe, her heart trembling, her eyes filled with disbelief, "But...we didn't even know each other at that time, why did you take a picture of me?"
Yun Zheng's little head is now full of doubts, and she just can't figure it out no matter how hard she tries.
At that time, Fu Linghe was the dream of all the female classmates, a true child of destiny, the kind who usually kept everyone at a distance.
The male students might say a few words, but they completely keep their distance from the female students.
A trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed across Fu Linghe's eyes, but it only lasted for a moment before he adjusted his mind again. "Yun Zheng, just because you don't know me doesn't mean I don't know you."
"Do you know me?" Yun Zheng was confused now.
Her high school years were dull. Apart from studying, she was always around Zhou Yushen. How could Fu Linghe notice her?
Fu Linghe reached out and rubbed the top of her head, his tone doting on her. "Xiaoxuejie is so beautiful and talented. It's not surprising that I know you, right?"
Fu Linghe leaned closer to Yun Zheng, and the distance between them instantly shortened. Their breaths intertwined, and the air was filled with an indescribable ambiguity.
His gaze was deep and fiery, as if to envelop her completely.
Yun Zheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in her eyes, "But...but we didn't have any contact at all back then."
Fu Linghe's lips curled up into a faint smile, with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes, "Yeah, at that time, your heart and eyes were full of Zhou Yushen, how could you possibly notice my existence?"
When mentioning Zhou Yushen, Fu Linghe's tone unconsciously carried a hint of jealousy, his brows slightly furrowed, and his eyes became complicated.
He reached out and gently pinched Yun Zheng's chin, forcing her to look up at him. "You know what? Every time I see you walking with him, there's not a single moment when I don't want to snatch you away."
But you like him and you are happy with him, I just need to stand behind you and watch you happy.
You don't need to know I exist!
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