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Chapter 30: The Mysterious Depths of a Girl's Heart
“Eh? What?”
At Lin Tian’s words, Gan Yanyu pulled her head out from under the pillow.
Her eyes widened as she stared at him.
“I’ll help relax your thigh muscles. Didn’t you say it hurt?”
“You... want me to take off my trousers?”
Gan Yanyu clutched her chest, stammering nervously.
“Th-that’s… probably not okay, right? My pattern today is… kind of embarrassing.”
“I was joking. I just meant you should roll up your trousers and expose your thighs.”
Lin Tian felt utterly defeated.
Making a dirty joke only for it to be taken seriously—wasn’t that practically admitting he was some kind of pervert?
Back when they first met at his doorstep, she’d been able to handle his morbid suicide jokes with ease. Now, why did she seem so much more serious?
Though, admittedly, she hadn’t really been joking back then either.
“Alright.”
Gan Yanyu slowly rolled up her trouser legs.
The school-issued athletic trousers weren’t thick, and her legs were already far slimmer than most people’s.
With little effort, she rolled the fabric all the way up to her upper thighs.
Lin Tian flexed his hands.
“Where does it hurt?”
He placed his hands just above her knee, in what might be called the “absolute territory” zone.
“Here?”
Lin Tian applied gentle pressure.
“Ahh…”
Gan Yanyu immediately covered her thigh and let out a small cry.
“Be gentler.”
“First time? Has no one ever done this for you before?”
She nodded.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
After delivering a series of suggestive remarks, Lin Tian placed both hands on Gan Yanyu’s legs.
In truth, Lin Tian had already been careful to restrain his strength.
But alas, the softness of Gan Yanyu’s thighs was overwhelming.
They felt as smooth and delicate as her favorite pudding—a testament to how well-protected she must have been growing up.
It was almost tempting to squeeze them hard just to feel the satisfying squish.
But Lin Tian resisted the urge.
Instead, he began applying his master-level massage technique.
“It’ll hurt a bit at first, but once we get deeper, it’ll feel great,” Lin Tian explained.
“Mm.”
Gan Yanyu nodded silently without responding.
There Lin Tian sat beside the couch, his hands alternately kneading and lightly punching her leg.
His technique was incredibly professional.
Though there was a slight twinge of pain, it was perfectly balanced, making Gan Yanyu feel surprisingly comfortable.
In fact, it felt even better than the massage she’d received at the foot spa.
Had Lin Tian actually studied this somewhere?
Could he have considered working at a foot massage parlor?
Given his talent for composing music, why would he bother learning massage skills?
Was it to provide emotional value while singing soothing songs to clients?
Lin Tian was fully absorbed in his task.
Meanwhile, Gan Yanyu gazed at his face, lost in thought.
“Lin Tian, have you massaged anyone else like this before?”
Unexpectedly, Gan Yanyu broke the silence with her question.
“No.”
“But you’re clearly so skilled.”
Her query caught Lin Tian off guard.
After a brief moment of contemplation:
“I practiced on myself.”
“Don’t you have any friends you could practice on?”
“I don’t have many friends.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
Their exchange was brief.
The room fell silent again.
All that remained was the sound of Lin Tian’s hands moving rhythmically over Gan Yanyu’s pale thighs.
When no one spoke and the surroundings grew quiet, the scene took on an increasingly ambiguous tone.
Suddenly—
Gan Yanyu pulled her leg back.
“That’s enough. I feel much better now.”
“Huh? It’s only been ten minutes. We haven’t finished a full session yet.”
“It’s fine. Thank you.”
Gan Yanyu rolled down her trousers and quickly put on her shoes.
To Lin Tian’s surprise, she stood up abruptly.
“I’m going home now.”
“But aren’t your legs still sore? Can you even walk back? Are you sure you don’t want to rest a bit longer?” Lin Tian asked.
Gan Yanyu’s home—the old apartment where Grandpa Gan used to live—was directly across from Lin Tian’s unit, in room 304.
Walking back and forth wasn’t too inconvenient, but given her leg pain, lying down would’ve been ideal.
Lin Tian wouldn’t have minded if Gan Yanyu stayed until dinner time.
“No need. Thanks for having me.”
Standing by the door, Gan Yanyu bowed slightly to Lin Tian.
“I told you, there’s no need to be so formal.”
Bam.
The door closed.
Gan Yanyu was gone.
Lin Tian furrowed his brows in confusion.
What was going on?
She’d suddenly rushed off as if staying any longer would lead him to do something dangerous to her.
To make sure everything was alright, Lin Tian checked Gan Yanyu’s current status bar.
[SAN Value: 93]
[Stress Resistance: B]
Her mental state couldn’t have been healthier.
Even avid gamers who played CS2 or LOL regularly might not possess such stable mental health.
Strange.
Still, Lin Tian didn’t dwell on it too much.
An 18-year-old girl having thoughts he couldn’t fathom—it wasn’t unusual.
“What should I cook tonight?”
Lying on the sofa that still carried Gan Yanyu’s lingering warmth, Lin Tian scrolled through his phone.
Oh no.
He shot upright.
Only 73 yuan left in his WeChat balance.
In fact, Lin Tian’s savings had been running low since last week.
And yesterday, preparing nutritious meals for Gan Yanyu had drained his funds significantly.
At this rate, he’d run out of money after tomorrow’s meal.
Actually, two days ago, when Lin Tian’s piano video went viral online, Manager Wang had called specifically, urging him to return to work at the restaurant and promising to raise his hourly wage.
Apparently, quite a few new customers were flocking to the restaurant just to hear Lin Tian play.
On one hand, Lin Tian didn’t want to waste time on menial jobs for mere pocket change, and on the other, he didn’t want to squander his energy working shifts at the restaurant anymore.
Looking back now, he realized how foolish that decision had been.
This was the classic trap of being unable to shed the long robe of vanity.
Survival came first; dreams could wait.
Clearly, he needed to speed things up.
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Monday evening, Zhong Wei’an’s recording equipment finally arrived at Lin Tian’s place.
Lin Tian moved the living room table to the balcony.
He set up a phone stand and bought a cheap 15-yuan light bulb to serve as a spotlight.
Once all the recording equipment was arranged, a makeshift filming setup was ready.
Though called “recording,” since they were shooting short videos, visual appeal was just as important as audio quality.
Before starting, Lin Tian eyed Gan Yanyu’s white dress.
“You’re wearing that for the recording?”
“What’s wrong with it?”
Sitting on the couch, Gan Yanyu glanced down at her outfit.
The slim-fitting design featured a cinched waist, with the skirt flowing down to her ankles.
It was an elegant piece.
This dress had been part of her performance attire during competitions in the UK.
Clearly, Gan Yanyu took this recording very seriously.
“It won’t work.”
Lin Tian stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Change into your school uniform. I prefer that look.”
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