Chapter 45.2: Touch

Father and Mother Yao hoped that Yao Yi would communicate more with her classmates, so people didn’t think it was troublesome to communicate with her. They were happy that Fu Chuan was able to interact with Yao Yi.

“You can invite Xiao Fu to our house for dinner.” Lin Xiuyu patted her daughter’s head and said softly.

“I know.” Yao Yi agreed in a low voice.

…

“Delay?!” The male voice on the phone was full of disbelief, “This time we are so determined to discuss with the other party, how can…”

Fu Chuan cut off the words of the person opposite: “It’s just a reservation before the date, it’s not considered a delay. I have something to do here, you should stabilize the situation first, and I’ll go back next week.”

“…Okay.” Although the person on the opposite side was helpless, he also knew that Fu Chuan was still a student, and he did not have a lot of free time.

“Young master, I’ll take you to school in the afternoon.” Uncle Li knocked on the door, “The weather forecast says it will rain.”

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School uniforms were good. Yao Yi liked school uniforms the most. They were wide and more clothes could be stuffed underneath!

Unlike the clothes that Yao Yi’s mother bought for Yao Yi, they were pretty but couldn’t fit several layers. Thus, Yao Yi didn’t like to wear them very much.

It wasn’t raining when he went out, but the chilly wind had already started to blow.

“Young master, it looks like it’s going to get cold today.” Uncle Li pressed the wiper button to sweep the dead leaves off the windshield glass.

Fu Chuan replied absently, and suddenly saw a round ball coming down from a distance, and immediately opened the car door to welcome it.

Yao Yi was geared up in ‘equipment’, as if it was already winter. When she came downstairs, she was still shaken by the wind twice.

“Why are you wearing so little, isn’t it cold?” Yao Yi was afraid of the cold, and she also thought that everyone should be as afraid of the cold as she was.

Fu Chuan did not reply, but stretched out his bony fingers to pull up the zipper of Yao Yi’s school uniform. In his opinion, although Yao Yi wore a lot of clothes, she didn’t cover up the areas vulnerable to wind properly, like her neck.

Yao Yi followed Fu Chuan, staring at his long silky hair with envious eyes.

Long hair was still good in winter, it could keep out the cold.

“If only I had hair as long as yours.” Yao Yi unconsciously murmured what was in her heart.

Fu Chuan turned around and asked, “Why don’t you keep your hair long? As long as you don’t cut it, it will grow long.”

Yao Yiyi looked a little aggrieved, and muttered: “If the hair is too long, I can’t comb it.”

Not only was it difficult to comb, but Yao Yi was messy, and her skin was sensitive. She used too much force sometimes, and her scalp would hurt. In addition, she didn’t want to waste time taking care of it, so she simply cut her hair really short when she went to high school.

However, now Yao Yi’s hair has grown back to her neck, and sometimes her neck would itch from the hair.

Fu Chuan stopped and reached out to stroke Yao Yi’s hair. Her hair was rough to the touch, but it wasn’t stiff, it should simply have not been taken care of.

Yao Yi looked up at Fu Chuan, not aware of the ambiguity of this action. She also reached out and touched Fu Chuan’s hair: “Your hair is so soft, mine is not easy to touch at all.”

Fu Chuan said “mhm”, and didn’t care about the ‘molestation’ in Yao Yi’s actions.

The two got into the car, and Yao Yi tried to do her homework, but was stopped by Fu Chuan.

“Reading in the car is not good for your eyes.” Fu Chuan covered the book Yao Yi had just opened.

“I’ll only read it for a while.” Yao Yi quietly took out the book, trying to explain.

“No.” Fu Chuan frowned, closed Yao Yi’s book. “Read it in the classroom. You don’t need to be so rushed.”

In the end Yao Yi stuffed the book back into her school bag angrily, glared at Fu Chuan, closed her eyes and took a light nap.

Fu Chuan must have hated to see she was studying, for fear that she would surpass him! Yao Yi thought firmly.

But once they started to date, Fu Chuan’s grades would plummet, and by then…

Thinking about it, the corners of Yao Yi’s lips began to rise.

The author has something to say: Fu Chuan: You can touch my hair for the rest of your life Yao Yao ^_^