Chapter 310 There's No Escape
In the afternoon, there were general elective courses.
Lu Yuwu and Luo Luo sat in the middle row.
Fu Yan and Zhou Zixuan also chose this course and sat diagonally behind them.
Halfway through the class, the teacher was speaking very quickly, and Lu Yuwu didn't quite understand one point of knowledge.
She was frowning slightly when a hand with distinct knuckles reached out from the side and placed a notebook in front of her.
The notebook contained Fu Yan's handwriting, sharp and free, which happened to be the knowledge point and supplementary explanation that she hadn't understood.
Lu Yuwu was stunned and subconsciously tried to push him away.
Fu Yan's voice came softly from behind, breathy, and only she could hear it: "Listen carefully, don't get distracted. Here, you can borrow my notes, you're welcome."
Lu Yuwu's ears suddenly felt hot. She stiffened her neck, neither turning around nor touching the notebook, but she also didn't immediately push it away.
The teacher on stage has started teaching new material again?
She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist, her gaze quietly falling on the neat notebook.
Luo Luo, who was standing to the side, saw everything clearly. She covered her mouth and chuckled, nudging Lu Yuwu with her elbow and giving him a suggestive look.
When the bell rang, Lu Yuwu reacted as if she had been burned, quickly pushing her notebook back, muttering "You're too nosy," and then pulled Luo Luo away quickly.
Fu Yan watched her fleeing figure, slowly put away his notebook, and gently stroked the spot where her gaze had lingered, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.
...
Fu Yan's pursuit was high-profile and relentless.
Soon, the news that Fu, the school heartthrob from the business school, was pursuing Lu Yuwu, the beauty from the design institute, spread throughout the entire campus.
The discussions were lively on forums and various WeChat groups.
[Breaking News! Fu Yan is really pursuing Lu Yuwu! One piece of solid evidence after another!]
[I witnessed Fu Yan serving food to Lu Yuwu, although she refused...]
Poor architecture student at the library, he was completely intimidated by Fu Yan's aura.
So, did they know each other before? Or did Fu Yan fall in love at first sight?
[Lu Yuwu doesn't seem to have agreed yet. Has School Heartthrob Fu met his match?]
"Now the whole school knows that Fu, the school's most handsome guy, is pursuing you, Xiao Wu."
Luo Luo scrolled through her phone, marveling, "Your popularity is almost on par with that of a celebrity."
Lu Yuwu scratched her hair in frustration: "Who wants him to pursue me! It's so annoying!"
Wherever she goes, she seems to feel the curious, envious, or inquisitive gazes of others.
When she went to class, people whispered about her; when she went to the cafeteria, people secretly sized her up.
Even when she went to the art studio, she would hear people mentioning her and Fu Yan's names.
Fu Yan did it on purpose!
He used this high-profile approach to clearly tell everyone that Lu Yuwu was the person he had his eye on, and that outsiders should stay away.
Lu Yuwu was very unhappy, but deep down, there was a flutter in her heart that she didn't even want to admit.
She had to admit that Fu Yan's pursuit was domineering and annoying, but it was indeed ubiquitous and hard to ignore.
In the evening, Lu Yuwu came out of the art studio.
Fu Yan appeared out of nowhere and naturally followed beside her.
"It's so late, I'll take you back to your dorm."
Lu Yuwu was too tired to argue with him, so she simply ignored him and continued walking forward on her own.
Reaching the dormitory building, Lu Yuwu stopped and finally couldn't help but speak, her tone filled with helplessness: "Fu Yan, haven't you had enough? Is it really that interesting to make this public knowledge?"
Fu Yan stood before her, his gaze unusually focused in the night.
"interesting."
"I want everyone to know that I'm pursuing you, so that no one will dare to bother you anymore, and you..."
Fu Yan paused, took a step closer, and stared into her somewhat evasive eyes. "Sooner or later you will get used to my presence, so used to that you can no longer live without me."
Lu Yuwu's heart was scalded.
She opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but couldn't say anything.
Finally, Lu Yuwu glared at him fiercely, then turned and ran into the dormitory building.
Fu Yan smiled and left, satisfied.
His high-profile pursuit lasted for nearly half a month, and the results were remarkable.
Everyone in the school knew about it, but Lu Yuwu, the target of his attention, remained unmoved and treated him as if he didn't exist.
Zhou Zixuan, with a lollipop in his mouth, looked at Fu Yan across from him, who was holding his phone but was clearly distracted, and clicked his tongue twice.
"I say, Mr. Fu, your charm means nothing to Miss Lu."
Fu Yan frowned in annoyance.
Food delivery was refused, pick-up and drop-off were ignored, and gifts were returned.
He tried almost every method to win her over, but Lu Yuwu was like a stone that couldn't be warmed up. In fact, because of his actions, she became even colder towards him.
We have to change our strategy.
A less-than-gentlemanly approach.
Fu Yan narrowed his eyes.
Lu Yuwu may seem fierce and aggressive, but she's actually very soft-hearted, especially towards those she cares about.
"Are you going to play in the friendly basketball match between the Business School and the School of Economics and Management this afternoon?" Zhou Zixuan asked.
Fu Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he tapped his fingertips on the phone screen, sending a pre-edited message that was scheduled to be sent at a set time.
He stood up, stretched his wrists, and a smile played on his lips.
"Yes, of course we'll go."
...
The atmosphere on the basketball court was lively.
As the main force and the face of the business school, Fu Yan attracted everyone's attention as soon as he stepped onto the stage, causing the girls on the sidelines to scream.
Lu Yuwu was dragged here by Luo Luo.
"Hey, just come along with me! My crush is in the School of Economics and Management!"
Luo Luo clasped her hands together and pleaded earnestly.
Helpless, Lu Yuwu could only sit in the least conspicuous corner of the audience, looking down at her phone, trying to block out the overly dazzling figure on the field.
But out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but glance at the number 7 in the white jersey.
Fu Yan dribbled past his opponent, then jumped up to shoot, his movements clean and efficient.
Lu Yuwu cursed herself inwardly for being so spineless, forcing herself to focus her attention back on her phone screen.
The score remained close in the second half of the match.
Fu Yan leaped to grab the rebound, but upon landing, his ankle seemed to twist suddenly.
He lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, clutching his ankle, his brows furrowed, and his face instantly drained of color.
"Fu Yan!"
"Captain Fu!"
Chaos erupted on the field, and teammates and referees immediately surrounded the scene.
A gasp of surprise rippled through the audience.
"What happened? Is Fu Yan injured?"
"It looks like you sprained your ankle, it looks serious!"
Luo Luo nervously grabbed Lu Yuwu's arm: "Wow, Fu Yan seems to be badly injured!"
Lu Yuwu suddenly raised her head.
Through the crowd, she saw Fu Yan curled up on the ground in pain, his forehead covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.
It looked like he was seriously injured.
She stood up instinctively, her expression filled with worry and panic.
Just then, Fu Yan was helped up by Zhou Zixuan and another teammate, and stood on one leg, his gaze piercing through the crowd to see her.
His eyes held pain, and a hint of vulnerability that was barely perceptible.
He looked at her pitifully, his lips moved, and the shape of his mouth was clearly: "Xiao Wu..."
Lu Yuwu's mind was in complete turmoil.
She instinctively took a step forward and watched as Fu Yan was helped away.
On a hospital bed in the school hospital.
Fu Yan's right ankle had been bandaged and immobilized by the school doctor, and it looked quite serious.
He leaned against the headboard, his face still somewhat pale.
Zhou Zixuan stood to the side, trying hard to suppress his laughter, playing the role of a dutiful roommate.
"Doctor, is he alright? Should we get an X-ray?"
The school doctor adjusted his glasses: "Acute sprain. No fracture or crack has been found yet. Apply ice and observe. Absolutely no weight-bearing on this foot recently."
He had barely finished speaking when the ward door was pushed open.
Lu Yuwu stood at the door, her breathing still a little unsteady, clearly having run there.
She saw Fu Yan lying on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, his pale face showing a hint of fragility.
Lu Yuwu clenched her fists, walked over, and asked in a tense voice, "Are you... are you alright?"
Fu Yan slowly opened his eyes. When he saw her, a smile quickly flashed across his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
He tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a somewhat forced smile.
"It's nothing, it just hurts a little. What brings you here?"
"I……"
Lu Yuwu was speechless.
Should I say that I rushed over on impulse when I saw him fall?
"Luo Luo was worried about you, so she came to check on you."
Zhou Zixuan, who was standing next to him, was very tactful: "Well, Brother Yan, there are some things to take care of in the team. I'll go and deal with them first. Lu, could you please look after him for a while?"
After saying that, he disappeared in a flash before the two could react.
The two of them were left alone in the ward, and the atmosphere instantly became somewhat awkward.
Lu Yuwu stood by the bed, feeling somewhat helpless. Looking at his ankles, which were wrapped up tightly, that worry resurfaced.
"What did the doctor say? Is it serious?"
"They said it's not too serious, but you need to rest well and can't move around."
Fu Yan's voice was low and tinged with grievance, "I'll probably be limping for several days."
Lu Yuwu pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward to pick up the water glass from the table next to her.
Would you like some water?
Fu Yan felt incredibly soft-hearted looking at her awkward yet concerned expression, but he still appeared weak.
"Hmm, I'm a little thirsty."
Lu Yuwu poured water and handed it to him.
When Fu Yan took the cup, his fingertips brushed against the back of her hand.
Lu Yuwu recoiled as if she had been electrocuted, quickly withdrawing her hand.
Fu Yan lowered his eyes, slowly drinking water, concealing the smile in his eyes.
"that……"
Lu Yuwu tried to break the awkward atmosphere by saying, "Be more careful when you play ball in the future."
"Hmm." Fu Yan put down her water glass and looked up at her. "When I jumped up, I think I saw you spacing out in the audience, so I..."
He stopped at the right moment.
Lu Yuwu's heart skipped a beat.
Was he distracted and injured because he was looking at her?
A strange sense of guilt welled up inside me.
"Who told you to look at me!" she retorted, but her tone was noticeably less aggressive.
"I can't help it." Fu Yan looked at her intently.
"Lu Yuwu, I'm injured, and it hurts a lot."
He paused, then lowered his voice even further, with a hint of coaxing, "Could you be nicer to me?"
Lu Yuwu met his pitiful gaze and pursed her lips.
She discovered that she really couldn't harden her heart.
Lu Yuwu turned her face away, her ears turning slightly red, and muttered softly, "It depends on how you do."
Fu Yan was secretly pleased, knowing that his self-inflicted injury had worked.
He softened his voice: "How will I eat these days since I'm unable to move around easily?"
Lu Yuwu: "...I'll have Zhou Zixuan bring it to you."
"He's clumsy and unreliable."
"Order some takeout."
"The school hospital is far from the dormitories and the cafeteria, and the takeout is always cold by the time it arrives."
Fu Yan looked at her expectantly, "Xiao Wu?"
Lu Yuwu's heart skipped a beat, and she said irritably, "I know! I'll bring it to you when I have some free time!"
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