Extra (58) Fu Yi'an



Extra (58) Fu Yi'an

"Miss, there's a traffic accident here and the traffic is stuck. It might take me a long time to get through. How about you take a taxi home?"

Fu Yian sighed, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the heavy rain outside and wanted to call a car to pick her up at school.

But after waiting for a long time, no car came to take the order and I was stuck in the queue.

The roommate said it was difficult to get a taxi on rainy days, and Fu Yian also experienced it.

She has passed the driving test, but her parents don't let her drive to school because she was in a car accident while driving her classmates out for fun half a year ago. Although there were no casualties, the car was confiscated.

On weekends she has to be picked up by her family driver when she goes home.

Fu Yian packed her things into her bag and walked out of the library.

It was raining so heavily that if she walked from the library to the school gate, she would definitely be soaked.

Just when he was in distress, an umbrella suddenly appeared in front of him.

Fu Yian turned around and saw a very handsome boy.

That boy didn't blush like other boys when he saw her. He handed the umbrella to her expressionlessly without saying a word, acting very cool.

Fu Yian didn't rush to take the umbrella, but asked: "Give me the umbrella, how are you going to leave?"

The cool boy didn't answer, put the umbrella in her hand and ran straight into the rain.

Fu Yian: “…”

She wanted to ask if they could go together, which would at least block half of the attack, but the cool boy ran so fast that she couldn't catch up with him.

She stared at the boy's back for a while before opening her umbrella and walking into the rain.

When she reached the door and was about to take a taxi, she saw the boy who had lent her the umbrella standing at the bus stop.

He was very tall, estimated to be over 1.85 meters, and looked thin, with his rolled-up sleeves revealing a pair of strong arms.

The white shirt was soaked and stuck to his body.

He scratched his hair casually and looked in the direction of the vehicle coming from the left.

Fu Yian walked up to him and asked, "What's your name?"

The cold boy turned his head to look at her, surprise flashing in his eyes.

Fu Yian said again: "Thank you for the umbrella. My name is Fu Yian. What's your name?"

The boy's lips moved: "Zhou Xian."

Fu Yian muttered softly: "I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

She spoke very quietly, but Zhou Xian still heard it and his eyes lit up.

Fu Yian returned the umbrella to him: "I don't need it anymore, I'm giving it back to you."

Zhou Xian took it.

Fu Yian waved for a car, and it stopped in front of them. Fu Yi looked at Zhou Xian and said, "Get in the car. Let's go together. I'll take you home first, and then the driver will take me."

Zhou Xian: "No, it's not on the way."

Fu Yian: "I know, it's okay, I'll ask the driver to take you first. If you find it troublesome, you can take this one first, and I'll call another car over."

"Need not."

Zhou Xian looked at her with a red face. At this time, a bus came to the bus stop and Zhou Xian quickly ran up.

Seeing the bus going away, Fu Yian had no choice but to take a taxi and leave.

When they got home, Shang Wuyou hurried over and said, "I was worried you'd get wet. It's raining so hard today."

Fu Yian: "I was about to get wet, but a classmate lent me an umbrella."

"Oh, male or female classmate?"

"Male classmate."

Shang Wuyou asked curiously, "Is he handsome?"

Fu Yian narrowed his eyes and said, "So handsome! How come I didn't realize there was such a handsome boy in our school before?"

"But he's a little aloof, Mom. You say I'm such a beautiful woman standing in front of him, but he's so cold and indifferent. I invited him to take a taxi with me, but he refused and took the bus instead."

"Mom, do you think he's playing hard to get with me, trying to get my attention?"

Shang Wuyou: “…”

She poked her daughter's forehead with a finger and said, "Don't be so narcissistic, okay? You think everyone likes you. Maybe they don't like your type."

Fu Yian: "Then why did he lend me the umbrella? I don't know him well."

Shang Wuyou: "Maybe he just likes to help others."

Fu Yian: “…”

is that so?

A few days later, Fu Yian met Zhou Xian on campus. He was holding two books, walking in a hurry, and there was sweat on his forehead.

Fu Yian ran in front of him, blocking his way: "Zhou Xian!"

Fu Yian called out his name.

Zhou Xian was stunned for two seconds and then asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Fu Yian looked at him suspiciously.

Zhou Xian was so cold, not showing any excitement at all.

Could it be that she really guessed wrong, and Zhou Xian lent her the umbrella just to be helpful and had no such intention towards her?

Regardless of whether Zhou Xian was interested in her or not, she had some interest in him.

She curled her lips and said, "Yes, I want to treat you to a meal. Thank you for lending me your umbrella that day."

Zhou Xian still had that expressionless look on his face: "No thanks, I'm in a hurry to go to class now."

Zhou Xian walked around Fu Yian and ran towards the teaching building.

Fu Yian frowned, somewhat unable to believe it.

The first time she asked a boy out for dinner, she was rejected!

In the past, if someone asked her out, it would depend on whether she would agree.

This Zhou Xian is quite interesting.

She ignored her roommate's calls and ran towards the teaching building.

It was night time and there were not many classrooms occupied. Fu Yian quickly found Zhou Xian in one of them.

Zhou Xian sat in the last row with no one next to him.

Fu Yian walked over and sat next to him.

Zhou Songyan was taking notes when he noticed someone sitting next to him and looked over here.

When he saw Fu Yian, there was surprise in his eyes.

Fu Yian smiled at him and waved his hand.

Zhou Xian frowned, turned his head and continued taking notes.

But I felt a little absent-minded afterwards and my ears were burning.

Fu Yian's cell phone rang.

She took it out and looked at it. There were already more than a dozen messages in the roommate group.

[Fu Yian, where have you been? I'm in class.]

At first, she was called to go to class.

That’s right, she also has classes tonight, just downstairs.

Fu Yian replied: [Cover me up, I won’t go over.]

Suddenly there was another message in the group.

[Fu Yian, was the person who just spoke to you Zhou Xian? ]

Fu Yian was stunned for a moment, and slid his finger across the phone screen: [Do you know Zhou Xian? ]

Roommate: [Zhou Xian, who doesn't know him? He's our school's most popular boy. We used to chat in the dorm. Have you forgotten?]

Fu Yian thought about it and it seemed to be the case. She didn’t know Zhou Xian at the time and didn’t care.

The main reason is that her family is full of handsome guys, and she doesn't have any feelings for handsome guys.

[Can you please explain Zhou Xian to me more?]

Roommate: [Zhou Xian is a year older than us, in the Management Department, and has been our school's most handsome boy for three consecutive years. It's said that his face was kissed by God.]

[Many girls like Zhou Xian, but he doesn't have a girlfriend yet.]

Fu Yian asked: [Why?]

Roommate: [Because his family is poor. I heard he has a gambling father, a sickly mother, and a younger sister in elementary school. With a family like that, no matter how handsome he is, no one would dare date him.]

[Also, Zhou Xian is very busy. I heard he works several jobs every day. Dating him wouldn't be romantic at all, and you might even have to pay for it yourself. Who would want that?]

Fu Yian remembered that day when he asked Zhou Xian to take a taxi, but he refused and took the bus instead.

So that's the reason.

She turned her head and looked at Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian felt her gaze but did not turn around.

There is more information in the roommate group.

Fu Yian clicked it.

[I heard that a wealthy woman once wanted to support Zhou Xian, but he rejected her. She even came to trouble him.]

Fu Yian clenched his fingers, his anger soaring, and he typed hard: [Who is that bitch? ]

There was silence in the roommate group.

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