Love Healing Manual

Chapter 31 Patting the Head
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Kitagawa Ayane suddenly felt a sharp pain in her forehead. She instinctively reached out and covered her forehead, her delicate face scrunching up. After a brief moment of stunned silence, she looked at Lin Ze with a puzzled expression.

The other person's hand was suspended in mid-air.

Just now, this is the same hand that curled up without hesitation and gave her a sharp rap on the head.

"What are you doing?" She felt inexplicably wronged and asked with her eyes filled with tears.

It has to be said that Lin Ze didn't hold back at all, and it's possible that he intended to use heavy force.

Before long, a small red patch appeared on Kitagawa Ayane's forehead.

It hurts. It really hurts.

“Telling the truth to the doctor is often the right choice. I don’t believe you when you tell me you slept well last night with such dark circles under your eyes.”

Lin Ze's gaze was calm, but his tone carried an unquestionable air.

"I..." she wanted to explain.

But upon meeting Lin Ze's gaze, she instantly felt a pang of guilt.

"Honesty is the most important quality a person can have, right, senior?"

This guy……

Kitagawa Ayane unconsciously bit her moist lips, turned her face away resentfully, and didn't want to say another word.

She finally understood.

Lin Ze is all talk and no action. He keeps calling her "senior sister," but he doesn't really see her as one at all, and he has no concept of seniority or hierarchy. Not only does he lecture her regularly, but he's even dared to physically discipline her now.

However, Lin Ze paid no attention to her indignant mood at the moment, as she rubbed her forehead.

Instead, they offered their own explanations.

“To improve your sleep and help you get enough energy to fight the pain, I’ve come up with a solution,” he said, taking the stand and placing it in front of Kitagawa Ayane. “This will help improve your sleep.”

"Explain clearly what it is?" She looked at the bizarre support structure, then at Lin Ze.

They were completely baffled.

Kitagawa Ayane's lips were already pouting unconsciously, looking like she was upset and couldn't vent her anger—she now wanted to give Lin Ze a kiss.

"This is a doghouse."

"What is this?!" Kitagawa Ayane exclaimed in shock.

"A doghouse is just a metaphor. Of course, I won't let you actually live in a doghouse. Have you ever observed where dogs live? There's a roof that shelters them from the wind and rain, and it's lined with soft straw or a mat. At night, they can quietly curl up and sleep in it, and during the day, they can go outside and bring back food to hide in their kennel."

Lin Ze paused for a moment, then continued, "It's very possible that your insomnia symptoms are related to this, which means that this bed is not the resting place you desire."

He tried to explain it in the simplest terms possible, but seeing Kitagawa Ayane's stunned expression...

Well, she doesn't quite understand.

So, Lin Ze took out a soft plastic sign from the packages he had bought online and showed it to his senior, Beichuan.

It says: Ayane's house.

There's a cute bone icon next to it.

Kitagawa Ayane instantly felt utterly speechless. If Lin Ze hadn't looked so serious, she would have thought he was toying with her.

No... are you just teasing the dog?

“Dr. Lin, I think we need to clarify one thing first: when I am having an episode, I do do some things that are hard for ordinary people to understand, but when I am back in reality and without hallucinations, I am definitely a normal person.”

She was barefoot on the floor, wearing a choker around her neck, a loose shirt, and long, straight legs beneath her jeans.

No matter who says it.

Kitagawa Ayane looked perfectly normal at that moment, a carefree, beautiful young woman in her early twenties.

It's hard to imagine that such an appearance hides a serious mental illness and personality disorder.

Lin Ze blinked.

He anticipated that Kitagawa Ayane would resist, so he was somewhat prepared.

If she accepted it without hesitation, Lin Ze would find it even more problematic.

But none of that matters; he has made ample preparations to persuade his senior to accept the matter.

Lin Ze moved the support frame in front of her and slowly approached.

Kitagawa-senpai was already cornered by him, and this time, watching him approach, Kitagawa Ayane found herself with nowhere to retreat when she tried to back away.

She could only look at Lin Ze with a wary expression, unconsciously becoming nervous, and clutching her trouser leg.

"Dr. Lin... what do you want to do?"

Lin Ze did not answer her.

Instead, after getting close to her, he stretched out his palm and gently placed it on the top of her head.

He stroked Kitagawa Ayane gently, as if petting a pet, his movements practiced and tender.

The senior's hair was very smooth, like a ribbon, but it gradually became messy as he moved.

This scene is really strange.

Kitagawa Ayane, who was very nervous at first, gradually relaxed her tense shoulders after feeling the warmth of Lin Ze's palm. She slowly lowered her hand that was gripping her trouser leg, looked up at Lin Ze who was rubbing her, and then slowly lowered her eyes.

Her face was hidden in the shadows as she lowered her head.

There was absolutely no resistance.

She not only accepted the touch, but after less than half a minute, an unimaginable blush gradually rose from her cheeks.

until.

Lin Ze lowered his hand and instead gently rubbed her fair neck.

"Woo——"

Her throat bobbed, and she let out a moan that sounded both pitiful and comforting.

Looking at her closed eyes and her constantly trembling eyelashes, it's clear that this is a great enjoyment for the senior student.

Suddenly.

Her pink tongue darted out of her mouth, making a few "hissing" sounds as she exhaled hot air.

next second.

Lin Ze abruptly stopped all his movements and withdrew his hand.

After losing the warm touch, Kitagawa Ayane opened her closed eyes after a moment. She stared at Lin Ze for a while with some confusion before her gaze slowly cleared.

About a minute later, she regained full consciousness.

silence.

There was a long silence.

Her eyes gradually became complicated, flashing with an unreadable emotion.

“I didn’t mean to attack you, senior. You seem normal on the surface, but that’s just on the surface,” Lin Ze sighed and said, “Are you going to live like this for the rest of your life? If you don’t try to cure your illness, how long can this situation last? I don’t mean to preach, but the greatest misfortune for a person is to deceive themselves.”

His words weren't as harsh as they seemed.

But Kitagawa Ayane felt that her disguise had been completely stripped away.

She hung her head dejectedly, leaning against the wall behind her.

So, do you want dignity?
Kitagawa Ayane asked herself.

Even in front of her juniors who have witnessed her ugliness, does she still want to deceive herself and demand dignity?

That thing...

It seems she had already completely lost interest in Lin Ze.

Even if it's living in a so-called doghouse, is that more unacceptable than circling around his legs? Is it more embarrassing than sticking out your tongue after being casually petted a couple of times?
With that thought, she helplessly raised her cheek.

"Yes, Dr. Lin, please tell me what I should do to treat my insomnia."

Communication complete.

A satisfied expression appeared on Lin Ze's face.

"Thanks for your cooperation."

An agreement was reached.

The tall junior and his petite senior busied themselves in the cramped one-bedroom apartment.

The senior student unpacked the bracket, and Lin Ze, based on his memory of assembling it the day before, connected the bracket end to end. The senior student sorted the screws and handed them to him, and Lin Ze inserted them one by one into their proper positions and tightened them.

The two of them lifted the crib together and used the bed legs to press down the square flippers on the frame, so that each frame stood firmly at the four corners.

When Lin Ze didn't need her help, the senior student stood quietly to the side and watched.

Lin Ze unpacked the bed curtains, grabbed two corners, and took a few steps back. His senior immediately understood, came forward, and grabbed the other two corners as well. The two of them stood on opposite sides of the room.

A tacit understanding requires no many words.

Everything is almost ready; it's time to assemble it.

The buzzing fan swung its head in the middle, billowing the bed curtains and blowing against the sweat-drenched temples of the senior student.

Her hair sometimes flew in the air.

"Now we'll put the bed canopy up, crawl inside the bed, and snap the four clips onto the frame," Lin Ze instructed.

“Okay.” Kitagawa Ayane nodded.

After saying that, Lin Ze stood on tiptoe and lifted the edge of the bed high, almost touching the ceiling. It was easy to cover the top of the bed frame.

but.

He forgot about the senior's height...

Kitagawa Ayane stumbled at first from the pull, then quickly regained her balance and raised her arms high, just like Lin Ze. Even so, there was still a nearly 20-centimeter gap between them, not to mention that she was barefoot.

They are not at the same height at all.

Kitagawa Ayane could only try her best to stand on tiptoe to keep up with his movements.

However, it was still to no avail.

Even though her ten toes were already red from pressing them against the floor.

"Wait."

Kitagawa Ayane lowered the corner of the bed and, like a little mouse, scurried inside the bed curtains. After searching for a while, she finally found the stool next to the bed. She carried the stool back and stood on it.

In this way, although there was still a slight difference between the two, they were finally able to move together.

He crawled inside and fixed the clips.

Lin Ze clapped his hands.

"That's about right." He looked at the small bed, which was now completely covered up, with satisfaction.

Before the zipper was installed, Lin Ze tried to crawl inside. It was pitch black inside, and you couldn't see anything without a light. The light-blocking effect was excellent.

Because the window was open, the sunlight poured in, but it didn't disturb the doghouse at all.

No, it can't be called a "kennel" yet; the most crucial label isn't on.

another side.

Kitagawa-senpai didn't emerge, but you could see her making constant up-and-down movements from that corner, probably looking for the buckle.

"Dr. Lin." A muffled voice came from inside.

"what happened?"

Why can't I fasten it?

"Let me take a look."

Lin Ze lifted the curtain on the left, knelt on the bed, and climbed in.

Because Kitagawa Ayane-senpai had turned on her phone's flashlight, it wasn't completely dark inside. She was working on it while crouching down, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, glistening in the light.

"I tried it several times just now, it seems to be broken?"

"You go over there, I'll give it a try."

"No, Dr. Lin, if I don't hold this corner up, the buckle will slip down and we'll have to pull it up again."

"Then please hold my seat for me, senior, and make room for me."

"Okay."

Kitagawa Ayane obediently scooted to the side, leaving more than half a person's space.

It has to be said that this bed is really small. Lin Ze felt that it was only slightly larger than a single bed. When two people squeezed together, there was absolutely no other space to hide.

This meant he could only stand face-to-face with Kitagawa-senpai.

In the hazy light, the light flickered as she moved.

Lin Ze fumbled for the buckle, carefully inserting his hand into the groove of the bracket. He then grabbed the edge of the bed canopy, brought the two together, and pressed down hard with his fingers.

pat-

After that crisp sound.

He thought he had succeeded, so he let go.

A hint of joy appeared on Kitagawa Ayane's face; she was sweating profusely from the heat and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Is it done?" she asked.

Then, the bed curtains suddenly slid down, but fortunately, Kitagawa Ayane reacted quickly and grabbed them, propping herself up again with her hands.

"It seems it didn't work," Lin Ze replied.

"Is it broken? Do you have a spare?"

"I have a backup. Could you please turn on the light for me, senior, so I can take a look?"

"Okay."

She held her phone in one hand and gripped the bed curtains with the other, tilting her head slightly to the side to give Lin Ze room to squeeze in. Bright light shone directly from the phone's camera, illuminating the dark gap.

Lin Ze moved closer and closer to her.

For a fleeting moment, it felt as if their faces brushed against each other.

In such a cramped and narrow space.

They could even feel each other's warm breath.

It splashed onto my face in a flash.

As Lin Ze approached, Kitagawa Ayane suddenly caught a whiff of his unmistakable minty scent.

She was stunned for a moment.

Lin Ze carefully examined the inside, his gaze not directed at her, as he studied what the so-called buckle was all about.

Kitagawa Ayane, like him, was initially focused on the clasp, but after he rustled and adjusted its position a few times...

She suddenly realized.

I and Lin Ze... seem to be getting a little too close.

She was so close that she could hear Lin Ze's breathing and heartbeat.

No… that sounds like her own heartbeat.

Kitagawa Ayane was taken aback.

The light comes from above.

She looked at Lin Ze's profile, which showed a serious expression.

In her memory, the image of that face was always vague.

But then, when she had a chance to observe closely, she noticed that her junior's eyelashes were thick and long, like two delicate little brushes, casting a small shadow under his eyelids, while his eyes were fixed on the front.

His brows were slightly furrowed, a focused expression that made one reluctant to disturb him.

Kitagawa Ayane stared intently, her eyes unblinking, as if she were completely absorbed in the sight.

Examining his hair, eyes, and the curve of his jawline, she found it to be a charmingly serene face.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered what Kaoru Murayama had said.

Kitagawa Ayane gently pursed her lips.

She turned her head away, a barely perceptible hint of shyness flashing across her face.

In this dim and gloomy atmosphere.

The temperature on her cheeks seemed to rise slightly.

(End of this chapter)