### Chapter 30: The Unfathomable Heart of a Young Woman
“Eh? Huh?!”
Upon hearing this, Gan Yan Yu pulled her head back out.
She stared wide-eyed at Lin Tian.
“I was going to help relax your thigh muscles, you said it hurt, right?”
“Do I… do I have to take off my pants?”
Gan Yan Yu clutched her chest, seeming a bit flustered.
“That… well, that probably is… not okay, right? I’ve got a bit of a fashion faux pas today.”
“I’m just kidding! I mean, just expose your thigh a bit!”
Lin Tian was at a loss.
Getting a serious answer while joking about something risqué? This was practically a declaration of ‘I’m a weirdo’!
When they first bumped into each other outside his house and he made a joke about jumping off a building, she had taken it rather well, but now she was getting all serious.
Though, to be fair, she didn’t seem to be joking back then either.
“Fine.”
Gan Yan Yu slowly rolled up her pant legs.
Since they were school-issued sports pants, they weren’t thick, and her legs were a lot slimmer than average, being a young woman and all.
It wasn’t long before she had rolled the pants up to the top of her thighs.
Lin Tian flexed his hands.
“Where does it hurt?”
He placed his hands above her knees, around the “absolute territory” area.
“This spot?”
Lin Tian applied a bit of pressure.
“Ah!”
Gan Yan Yu clutched her thigh, letting out a yelp.
“Easy does it!”
“First time? No one’s helped you like this before?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
After a string of rather dodgey remarks, Lin Tian placed both his hands on Gan Yan Yu’s legs.
In fact, he had already toned down the pressure earlier.
But unfortunately, Gan Yan Yu’s thighs were just too soft.
They felt like the pudding she loved to eat; smooth and delicate. Girls who are well-protected from a young age tend to be like this.
He had this overwhelming urge to grab a fistful and savor the moment.
But Lin Tian repressed it.
He then commenced his master-level massage skills.
“A little pain at first is normal; it’ll feel great once we dig deeper,” Lin Tian said.
“Uh-huh.”
Gan Yan Yu nodded and stayed quiet.
Lin Tian sat beside the sofa, his hands alternating between rubbing and gently punching her thigh.
His technique was extremely professional.
Though it brought a bit of discomfort, it was just the right kind of pain, making Gan Yan Yu feel really good.
Even better than the massage she had gotten from the sister at the foot bath city that day.
It felt like he had experience!
Could it be that Lin Tian was really considering working at a foot bath?
Given how talented he was in music, why would he bother learning massage?
Was it to relax guests and provide emotional value while singing at the same time?
Lin Tian was wholly focused on the massage.
Meanwhile, Gan Yan Yu was gazing at the young man’s face, deep in thought.
“Lin Tian, have you given a massage to anyone else like this?”
Out of nowhere, Gan Yan Yu asked.
“Nope.”
“But you’re so skilled at it.”
Her question nearly choked Lin Tian.
After a moment of contemplation, he replied, “I practiced on myself.”
“Don’t you have other friends to practice on?”
“I have very few friends.”
“Oh.”
“Uh-huh.”
It was a brief exchange.
The room fell silent.
Only the sound of Lin Tian’s busy hands, continually rubbing on the pristine thighs of the young woman filled the air.
When no one was talking, and the surroundings quieted down…
The atmosphere gradually became a tad bit ambiguous.
Suddenly,
Gan Yan Yu withdrew her legs.
“That’s enough, I feel much better now.”
“Huh? It’s only been ten minutes; we haven’t even finished a full session!”
“I’m good, really, thanks!”
Gan Yan Yu pulled down her pant legs and hurriedly slipped on her shoes.
In the face of Lin Tian’s bewilderment, the young woman stood up.
“I’m heading home first!”
“Aren’t your legs hurting? You can’t walk back up! Are you sure you don’t want to sit a little longer?” Lin Tian asked.
Gan Yan Yu’s home was the unit opposite him, 304, which was formerly Grandpa Gan’s place.
Going back and forth wasn’t too troublesome, but it would be better for her thighs to rest a bit.
Lin Tian wouldn’t mind if Gan Yan Yu lay here until dinner time.
“I don’t need to, thank you for the hospitality!”
Gan Yan Yu bowed to Lin Tian at the door.
“I told you, don’t be so polite!”
“Bang!”
The door slammed shut.
Gan Yan Yu had already left.
Lin Tian squinted in confusion.
What on earth?
She suddenly rushed off so hastily.
It felt like she was afraid of him doing something dangerous to her if she stayed longer.
To ensure everything was fine, Lin Tian even checked Gan Yan Yu’s current status.
【SAN Value: 93】
【Stress Resistance: B】
Her mental state was practically at peak health.
If he got another player who spent their time playing CS2 and LOL over here, their mental state wouldn’t even compare!
So strange.
But Lin Tian didn’t dwell on it much.
She was an 18-year-old girl; a bit of mysterious thinking from a guy was rather normal.
“What should I cook tonight…”
Lin Tian lay back on the sofa, still warm from Gan Yan Yu’s presence, and scrolled through his phone.
Uh-oh!
Lin Tian shot up straight.
His WeChat balance was down to 73 bucks!
In fact, he was already running low on savings last week.
And yesterday, he had gone on a spending spree to prepare nutritious meals for Gan Yan Yu.
At this rate, he’d be out of money after finishing the last meal tomorrow!
Actually, the day before yesterday, Lin Tian’s piano video blew up online, and Manager Wang called him, hoping Lin Tian could come to work, offering to raise his wages.
It seemed a horde of new customers came to the restaurant just for him!
On one hand, Lin Tian didn’t want to deal with such things just for a few bucks, and on the other, he really didn’t want to waste his time working in a restaurant.
Looking back, what a silly thing to do!
He had fallen into a trap where he couldn’t get out of his “Confucius” robe!
First things first, he needed to stabilize his finances before dreaming about anything else.
Looking at it now, he had to speed up and finish that task!
On Monday night, Uncle’s recording equipment finally arrived at Lin Tian’s place.
He moved the living room table to the balcony.
Set up his phone stand and bought a big light bulb for 15 bucks as a makeshift light.
Then he arranged all the recording equipment.
A makeshift shooting spot was ready.
It was called “recording,” but since it was for a short video, Lin Tian knew he couldn’t just record the song; visual experience had to be on point too.
Before he started recording, he assessed the white dress Gan Yan Yu was wearing.
“You’re wearing this for the recording?”
“What’s wrong with it?”
Gan Yan Yu sat on the sofa, checking her dress.
The thin, waist-hugging design flowed down to her ankles.
A very elegant design.
This was an outfit Gan Yan Yu used during a competition in the UK, clearly showing how much she valued this recording session.
“Not good enough.”
Lin Tian stroked his chin, “You should swap back to your school uniform; I like that one better.”
(This chapter is finished)
