Chapter 491: Zhao Feiyan's Thoughts Zhao Feiyan lifted her head and just happened to meet Lu Yun's steady gaze. Her face flushed again, and she lowered her head, using the towel to wipe the damp clothes on Lu Yun. "You're here to see Hongyu, aren't you? She went to the canteen to get water. Just wait a moment, please," she said. This content is the textual content of Chapter 491 of "Rural Beauty 491." "Feiyan..." Whether it was because Zhao Feiyan looked just like Xiao Yu when she blushed, Lu Yun now only wanted to hold her warm little hand tightly, never wanting to let go. Ever since the time in the classroom when Lu Yun single-handedly defeated five or six students, and later even challenged the top student, Zhao Kai, in a wrist-pressing contest, Zhao Feiyan had found herself quietly glancing at Lu Yun during every class. It wasn't until the homeroom teacher adjusted Lu Yun's seat that she realized her deepest wish was for Lu Yun to sit right beside her. When he learned that his homeroom teacher had assigned him to sit beside Wang Shiyu, a new student who had just joined the class, his hopes instantly vanished. Previously, he could still catch occasional glances of her during class; now, sitting right behind him in the back of his row, even that modest wish seemed lost. His spirits sank to a low point, and for the entire two or three days, he struggled to concentrate in class, barely able to follow the teacher’s lectures. When she returned to her dorm in the evening and lay alone in bed, Zhao Feiyan would often recall that poignant legend. Yet she wasn't Zhu Yingtai, and Lu Yun wasn't her Liang Shanbo—mere classmates, really. Throughout the entire night, even in her dreams, Lu Yun's face, always smirking, would remain vivid. As if enchanted, the more she knew it was impossible, the more she felt herself drawn to him, yearning for his presence. There were plenty of good boys around—why did she have to hold her heart so tightly to a boy who was always prone to arguments, even daring to physically confront her teachers? Whenever she felt restless or frustrated, she would console herself with these very thoughts. Yet, no matter how often she did, she found herself just as deeply devoted to him as before. Until now, Lu Yun had simply reached for her hand without any warning. At that moment, her heart seemed to leap right out of her chest, pounding wildly—so fiercely that it felt as though the one holding her wasn’t Lu Yun’s hand wrapped in bandages, wounded as it was, but rather a drumstick, striking each movement with forceful, resonant beats directly upon her heart. “You release me,” Hua Feiyan stammered, her face flushed with embarrassment, yet still maintaining a touch of composure, struggling desperately to free herself from Lu Yun’s grasp. Perhaps the pull had aggravated the wound on her forearm, Lu Yun’s brow furrowed slightly, and she suddenly regained her awareness, lowering her gaze to find Hua Feiyan gazing at her with a deeply flushed face. Only then did she realize that she had actually been holding her hand. She quickly let go, her mind racing for suitable words to ease the current awkwardness, and then cleared her throat with a theatrical laugh: “What did you just say? Where did Xiao Yu go?” Zhao Feiyan pulled her hand back, blushing, "I went to the canteen to get water. I should be back soon. Just wait a moment, I'll head back to my dorm first." Saying that, she turned and hurried off, as if afraid that Lu Yun would once again grasp her hand. "Ah..." Lu Yun watched Zhao Feiyan's flushed face as she walked back to the dorm, recalling how, just moments ago, he had unconsciously touched her. He wanted to explain, yet found no suitable words. He called out, but could only watch her step steadily toward the dorm building. As Zhao Feiyan was nearly at the dorm door, she suddenly turned around and said to Lu Yun, "Go back to your dorm and change into some warmer clothes. The morning air is cool—be careful not to catch a cold." Hmm... Lu Yun nodded slowly, still standing there, watching Zhao Feiyan enter the dorm room. He looked down at his right hand, still holding the softness of her hand, and shook his head with a wry smile. Fortunately, Zhao Feiyan didn't lose her temper. If she had erupted right then and there, especially in front of Xiao Yu'er, the situation would have become completely unclear. Lu Yun himself was puzzled—how had he, who was quite well-versed in the arts of romance, ended up unconsciously grabbing her hand? He hadn't reached the point of casually holding hands with every girl he met, after all! Could it be that, at a subconscious level, he had already incorporated Zhao Feiyan into his grand plan of establishing a harem of three thousand wives? Since joining the university, Lu Yun had interacted with the girls in his class only sparingly. His awareness of Zhao Feiyan stemmed primarily from that incident when Xiao Yu'er was attacked—the entire dormitory girls had taken refuge, while Lu Yun had fully focused on handling the group of men brought by Juan's boyfriend. It was Zhao Feiyan who stepped forward to care for the unconscious Xiao Yu'er, showing genuine concern. Even so, during class or when they encountered each other during breaks, their interactions remained merely polite and formal—simple, loud greetings, with no deeper feelings or intentions apparent. Holding her tightly, Zhao Feiyan didn't lose her temper or get upset—she merely looked shy. Lu Yun suddenly had a thought: Could it be that this girl didn't mind his constant brawls and his generally disheveled, untidy demeanor? If so, then perhaps in the future... While standing there, lost in thought, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "What are you thinking about? You seem so dazed, as if you've lost your mind—have you taken a liking to one of our dorm girls?" Lu Yun quickly regained his composure. Xiao Yu was currently going through her menstrual period, and her mood was unusually irritable; no one could be bothered with her during that time. He hurried to smile and say, "Which one? I've been wondering why you've taken so long to return—have you been sidetracked by some other male student?" "Go on!" Liang Hongyu scolded softly, "I'm not like you at all—always full of complicated schemes, falling for one person after another." %... Novel reading downloads updated swiftly. Explore more: / Rural Beauty 491, Main Text 491 – Zhao Feiyan's thoughts now updated!