Lin Li wasn't shy about reaching out to hold her foot. After all, as a doctor, when treating patients, gender doesn't matter.

Even if Bai Bufan had twisted his ankle, Lin Li would still be breathing just as hard.

It's all the same.

The feel of her skin, cool from the recently sprayed Yunnan Baiyao, as he holds her heel, while his right thumb mischievously rubs across the arch of her foot. Chen Yu Ying's spine suddenly straightens, her instep forming a graceful arc, suppressing the urge to laugh. She glares at Lin Li, ashamed and annoyed, "Lin Li—"

"Class monitor, don't move around, you're affecting my massage treatment." Lin Li doesn't even look up, turning the tables on her.

And then his head gets knocked.

"Let's begin."

[Healing], activate.

Lin Li has Chen Yu Ying keep her left foot suspended by herself while both his hands start roaming and kneading her ankle.

Although there's no need to move around to achieve healing, it's always necessary to put on the appearance of performing a massage.

To ensure he can cover all the injured areas and reach the ten-second maximum duration of his ability for a single area, Lin Li kneads seriously.

"Class monitor, how is it, feeling a bit better?" After several dozen seconds, seeing no response from Chen Yu Ying, Lin Li looks up and asks, puzzled.

His gaze follows her calf upwards, and the next moment, he unexpectedly locks eyes with hers, looking down.

——Chen Yu Ying rests her chin on the palm, propping her hand on her thigh, attentively and quietly observing Lin Li's massage.

Hence, the distance is very close.

He can even feel the strands of hair on his forehead touching Chen Yu Ying's cheek as he looks up.

There's less than ten centimeters between their eyes, and every detail on the girl's face is unbelievably clear, under the faintly trembling eyelashes, Lin Li can see himself reflecting distinctively in her pupils.

The distant noise from the sports ground suddenly fades away, as if the world has paused.

Lin Li instinctively raises his hand slowly.

Pang! The sound of a referee's gunshot rings out from afar.

"Class monitor? Hey, hey?" His action stalls, and Lin Li lowers his hand, slightly leaning back to regain his senses.

"Hmm?" Chen Yu Ying sits up straight, fiddling with a lock of hair that falls at her temples.

"I was asking if you're feeling a bit better." Lin Li already has his head down again, his voice gentle as he asks.

"Yes," Chen Yu Ying nods, her eyes lowering as she looks at Lin Li's hands, then gradually shifting to the crown of his head, whispering, "I was feeling a dull ache, but now it's eased a lot."

"Ha? What did I say? Isn't it amazing? And you didn't believe me!" Lin Li boasts, unable and unwilling to hide his pride and demand for credit.

"Amazing, amazing." Chen Yu Ying praises with a hint of perfunctoriness, instinctively wanting to wiggle her ankle, but upon realizing Lin Li was holding it, she restrained herself.

She looks up towards the distant sports field.

Eh?

Chen Yu Ying suddenly notices Bai Bufan and Zhou Baowei not too far away, laughing and pointing in her direction.

When they notice her gaze, they suddenly turn 180° towards the other direction, while Bai Bufan makes an imaginary jump shot, and Chen Yu Ying can almost imagine his awkward laughter.

Zhou Baowei also takes a shot but without jumping.

No, he jumps, as there's a noticeable tremor in the stands.

Chen Yu Ying looks down at Lin Li in front of her, a blush flashing across her face.

It seems he didn't jump after all; perhaps the vibration she felt had nothing to do with Zhou Baowei.

"Lin Li, I think I didn't bring my water." Turning, suddenly feeling thirsty, Chen Yu Ying looks around both sides and asks.

"The bottle I gave you?" Lin Li raises his head, thinks for a moment, then nods: "You didn't have it when you came over, probably left it at the medical station, are you thirsty now?"

"Mm, a little bit."

Lin Li instinctively pats his pockets on both sides, then glances at his side.

He lifts Chen Yu Ying's jacket to discover half a bottle of water.

"There's only half a bottle left that I've drunk, I'll fetch another bottle for you from the medical station later." Lin Li immediately says.

He can't leave yet, [Healing] can't be paused, and the ability only lasts one minute, it must not be wasted.

"Or you could compromise and drink from my half bottle?" Lin Li suggests with a smile as he gestures with his chin.

"Let's compromise then." The water is lifted, the cap effortlessly twisted open, Chen Yu Ying tilts her head back as the liquid flows from the elevated bottle mouth.

Gulps.

The cherry-colored lips are moistened anew, who dares to kiss?

"Tastes good." She says.

"Of course it does, I've drunk from it, it's Sweet." Lin Li seamlessly transitions, as though this were not an odd thing at all.

"I meant I was very thirsty, dummy." Chen Yu Ying retorts after drinking from the nearly empty bottle, then caps it and knocks it against Lin Li's head, "Meaning I was so thirsty I had no choice but to compromise!"

"Right."

The one-minute ability time ends, Lin Li releases his hands and stands up: "Class monitor, the massage is about done, does it still hurt?"

"It seems... it doesn't hurt at all?" Chen Yu Ying states uncertainly.

She doesn't know if it truly doesn't hurt anymore, or if her elevated spirits have made her overlook the slight pain that doesn't affect much.

"Not for nothing, learning this massage." Lin Li checks, seeing that the redness and swelling in Chen Yu Ying's ankle have completely disappeared, feeling like the treatment is done.

It seems that the [Healing] ability has also 'grown' nicely with his own growth.

"What kind of massage is this? So magical." Chen Yu Ying moves her left foot for a bit more, discovering the absence of any blockage feeling, asking curiously.

"To whom would you give it if taught?" Lin Li inquired.

Chen Yu Ying blinks, "Si Han?"

"Then it's really regrettable, class monitor, this is Lin Family's secret art, only teachable to Lin Family members." Lin Li has no choice but to shake his head.

Just as Chen Yu Ying is about to laugh and tease a few words, her face suddenly flushes, unsure what she's thought about, she turns away her gaze.

Return to her senses, and Lin Li is staring at his own hand.

Thankfully, without giving it a sniff, salvation isn't beyond Lin Li yet.

"What are you doing, Lin Li?" Chen Yu Ying asks.

"I heard hands can get athlete's foot too." Lin Li turns his head to explain.

"They can, athlete's foot is a fungal infection, not just…" Chen Yu Ying nods, abruptly halting her speech, after deliberating for three seconds, she stares at Lin Li and asks, cheeks slightly puffed, "Lin Li, what did you just think?"

"I was worried the lovely feet might have—"

Lin Li's words are cut short by a flying water bottle.

Lin Li catches the empty water bottle with precision, then squints his eyes: "Using my magic against me, leaving not a drop for me? Class monitor, you've angered me, I will retaliate in the kindest way possible."

"What do you mean by kindest way?" Chen Yu Ying tilts her head, not quite grasping Lin Li's meaning.

Lin Li closes the distance, smiling gently.

Then he picks up the shoe off the ground and sprints away.

Chen Yu Ying: "?"

Lin Li runs to a distance, turns back and waves to Chen Yu Ying, laughing loudly as he delivers a pun so corny it borders on genius: "Class monitor, what defeats you isn't innocence, it's 'shoelessness'."

Innocence is indeed very kind.

"Lin Li!!" Now realizing this is the kind way of retaliating, after being stunned for a while, Chen Yu Ying calls to Lin Li with a flushed face, "Lin Li! You elementary schooler! Give it back to me!"

Chen Yu Ying thinks she wants to scold him, that she is angry, but as the words leave her mouth, it's as if she can hear the amusement in her own voice.

"Come get it yourself!" Lin Li makes a face in the distance.

"Fine, I'll come!"

Chen Yu Ying stands up, presses her lips together, slightly puffing out her cheeks, hopping on one foot towards Lin Li,

"Hey, hey, hey, don't trip! Here, here, here—" Lin Li approaches with her shoe.

As the pursuit turns into a meeting problem, doves perched in the stands take flight upon the pair's movement, the flapping of wings covering the uncontrollable pounding of two young hearts.

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