At that moment, Xia Yanran was wearing a white nurse’s dress that was clearly too small for her.
The hem only reached mid-thigh, and below it were thin, slightly sheer white stockings that tightly hugged her straight, rounded legs, extending all the way to the edge of the skirt. With her movements, one could occasionally catch a glimpse of her thigh skin.
On her feet were a pair of low-heeled white nurse’s shoes.
The top was also the standard white nurse uniform style, with simple tailoring, but due to the size issue, the chest area was slightly tight, outlining the girl’s already budding, youthful curves.
A small nurse’s cap was pinned to her hair, looking somewhat comical, with a few stray strands escaping from under the brim and falling beside her flushed cheeks.
Xia Yanran’s hands were somewhat awkwardly clasped in front of her, her fingers unconsciously twisting a corner of the nurse’s dress.
Noticing Lin Yu’s entrance, her face instantly turned even redder, almost burning up. Her gaze quickly dropped, staring at her own toes.
The white nurse uniform and the matching stockings gave her an air of untouched, clean shyness.
Standing there, she was like a white gardenia flower mistakenly placed in a clinic, still carrying morning dew.
She stood out starkly against the surrounding cold medical equipment and instruments, exuding a clumsy yet straightforward allure.
Lin Yu blinked, momentarily at a loss for words. “Yanran, this outfit of yours… what are you doing? Playing nurse?” As he spoke, his gaze fell on her crimson ears, and his eyes held a subtle pause, one he didn’t even notice himself, influenced by that touch of pure white and shyness.
This nurse uniform was clearly not the standard uniform of a formal medical institution; they usually wore pants.
The extremely shy girl quickly stole a glance at him, then looked at her mother.
The latter didn’t speak, just kept urging her with her eyes.
Xia Yanran bit her lip, forcing herself to lift her head and meet Lin Yu’s gaze. “I-is it… pretty?” Her voice trembled.
Pretty?
Lin Yu instinctively looked at Qin Wuyue. Her eyes very clearly told him, “If you dare say it’s not pretty, you’re dead!”
“…”
Given the situation, what else could he do?
He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he first closed the door, then slowly walked up to Xia Yanran, carefully looking her over.
This time, it wasn’t a fleeting glance. He took in her slightly trembling eyelashes, her blushing cheeks.
His gaze slid over the ill-fitting yet unexpectedly flattering white nurse uniform that outlined her lovely curves, finally settling on the shapely, beautiful legs encased in white stockings.
His gaze was focused and direct, without any evasion or teasing, radiating a frank appreciation from the inside out.
Xia Yanran only felt her heartbeat quicken more and more as he approached, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.
“Pretty.” His sudden words made Xia Yanran’s whole body tremble.
After saying that, he immediately raised a hand to straighten the slightly crooked nurse’s cap on her head. He tilted his head slightly, revealing an exceptionally gentle smile.
“Mmm, that’s even better now. Very beautiful.”
No extra adjectives, no exaggerated metaphors, just these simple, straightforward sentences.
Qin Wuyue, watching from the side, was stunned. This kid… he’s good at this. How is he so smooth?
Even empathizing a little, her own heartbeat couldn’t help but quicken.
Let alone Xia Yanran, who had just taken the full brunt of Lin Yu’s little combo.
She only felt the heat on her face explode, her heart pounding wildly, about to burst out of her throat.
She flusteredly averted her gaze, but couldn’t resist stealing another glance at him.
When her eyes met his smiling ones, she quickly lowered her lashes again like a startled fawn, her fingers twisting the hem of her dress even tighter.
Her legs, wrapped in white stockings, trembled unsteadily, as if they might go weak and collapse at any moment.
The shyness welling up from the depths of her heart seemed to turn into tangible steam, rising from the top of her head.
She stiffly turned her head to look at her mother, opened her mouth, and finally… fainted.
This startled Lin Yu, who hurriedly caught her.
“Yanran? Yanran? Huh?”
In the moment before she fainted, the girl felt herself being embraced by a pair of arms, and then, with a heart wrapped in honey, she peacefully fell asleep.
The sudden turn of events left Lin Yu bewildered and made Qin Wuyue’s cheek twitch uncontrollably.
This girl is really useless. You could have easily won this kid over with just a little more effort, so why did you faint?
Then wasn’t the outfit I prepared for you on the spot all for nothing?
Just as Lin Yu was waiting for Xin Yao to wake up, Qin Wuyue had arrived here.
Seeing Xia Yanran’s utterly dejected face, she thought that wretched boy must have upset her daughter again.
After asking, she found out it wasn’t him this time, but another girl named Mu Liuli.
In that case… she really couldn’t intervene. How could a parent meddle in matters between classmates?
Moreover, it wasn’t that the other party had bullied her daughter, but rather that her daughter felt inferior to her, making the girl feel insecure.
Inferiority?
Those two words didn’t exist in Qin Wuyue’s dictionary.
But she also couldn’t make her daughter awaken her abilities immediately, and it seemed she might not be able to awaken them at all…
Since that path was blocked, she’d take another route.
Anyway, the ultimate goal was definitely to cheer her daughter up, so the method didn’t matter.
Coincidentally, Lin Yu was also here, so Qin Wuyue came up with a plan. What kind of place was this?
A military base?
No, no, what did that have to do with her?
This was the treatment area. It was a ward. Of course, a ward would have nurse uniforms.
The proper ones were boring, so she did an on-the-spot modification of one. Though it was a bit ill-fitting, it didn’t matter; the visual effect was what counted.
She had seen Lin Yu’s reaction the moment he pushed the door open and saw Xia Yanran.
Even though the boy deliberately suppressed it, she still caught that flicker of a moved look in his eyes.
“Sigh… give her to me.”
Qin Wuyue’s tone carried a hint of frustration. She stepped forward, took Xia Yanran from him, and carried her to the nearby bed.
Looking at her daughter, whose lips were still curved in a slight smile even in sleep, Qin Wuyue’s feelings were quite complex.
Her daughter was utterly, completely devoted to Lin Yu, with no room for reconsideration.
But she couldn’t quite figure out that boy’s thoughts.
It was easier before. Though mature, she could still see what was on his mind at a glance.
He never hid his feelings for her daughter; they were very straightforward.
But ever since that time Xia Yanran told her she had been rejected after confessing, she found she couldn’t quite read him anymore.
Before, when her daughter came to her for advice, she had confidently guaranteed the boy would agree.
Then she got her face slapped with that “thwack, thwack.”
She turned around, looking down at Lin Yu from her superior height. She liked looking at him from this angle; it gave her a feeling of complete control.
Lin Yu, under such a gaze, broke out in a cold sweat down his back.
Wait, your daughter’s been dealt with, and now you, her mother, want to stir something up?
Please don’t, I’m really tired…
If he had chatted with Mu Qingqing, the two might have become kindred spirits.
He was done for. Completely done for.
“A-Aunt Qin, is something the matter?” He put on a smile that tried its best not to look too nervous.
“Mhm.” Qin Wuyue made an affirmative sound with her nose.
“I want to talk to you about Yanran. You should have time now, right?”
This wasn’t a question, but a notification, as Lin Yu could tell.
“Of course, absolutely.”
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