Love Healing Manual

Chapter 83 Suzuo and Ayane

"Madam, you have a fantastic figure."

This was a form-fitting dress, so tight it made her feel constricted all over. When Kitagawa Ayane was in the fitting room, she almost died trying to pull the zipper up to her chest because it was too tight and she couldn't pull it up at all. After trying several times, she didn't dare to use too much force for fear of damaging the dress.

Kitagawa Ayane was wondering if the size was too small, or if she had gained weight recently.

I've never had this happen before when I wear this size of clothing.

It's always been a good fit.

It wasn't until she stood in front of the mirror and saw her whole body clearly that she paused for a moment before she understood what the outfit was like.

It's not small.

She saw that the body's curves were perfectly accentuated, with a slender waist and full breasts. The stand-up collar added a touch of coolness and sportiness to the outfit, while the pants were almost stretched up to the thighs, as tight as a layer of elastic skin, yet the material was very soft.

The uncomfortable feeling of being constricted disappeared in just a moment, as if the clothes had adapted to her body.

Kitagawa Ayane habitually tugged at her sleeve, her face flushed red. She shyly looked away from the sales clerk's praise and turned to look at Lin Ze.

"How...how is it?" She released her hand that was covering her eyes, showing herself slightly, but she didn't dare to look at Lin Ze.

I just felt inexplicably ashamed.

Lin Ze nodded.

"I feel like I'm getting into the swing of things."

It turns out that in his eyes, Kitagawa Ayane had always been carefree and unrefined, not just in terms of her clothes, but also in her attitude towards many things.

Life should be this tense, because time flies by like an arrow.

Let that sense of tension envelop you; that's undoubtedly a good start.

"This kind of sportswear is perfect for running and exercising in the city. It's very effective at protecting against wind and rain. It looks thin, but it actually has three layers of protective lining. It's just made to be very lightweight, which is a unique feature of this brand," the salesperson said enthusiastically.

"Is that so..." Lin Ze said casually, "She does need to be protected from the rain, that's quite important."

Hear the words.

Kitagawa Ayane suddenly looked embarrassed. She scratched her head involuntarily and glanced at Lin Ze.

If you put some laundry detergent in her head, it would definitely start bubbling right now.

"Hehe..." Kitagawa Ayane gave Lin Ze an embarrassed little laugh.

I knew he was talking about how he fainted in the rain that day.

"Would you like to try other colors? We have the same style in silver, white, light green, and pink," the salesperson asked.

"No, I quite like this color."

"Indeed, gray and white are the best-selling colors. They are especially flattering. I have never seen such perfect body proportions as this lady."

He examined it for a moment longer.

The sales clerk couldn't help but look on with envy.

As a woman, the most desirable figure is one where the waist is defined and the legs are straight, without a 50/50 body proportion, and of course, without any major flaws.

Compared to Kitagawa Ayane, the saleswoman knew very well that the other woman's waist was a real waist, while her own waist was more like a bucket.

"Then... I bought it?" Kitagawa Ayane blinked and looked at Lin Ze.

"The price is 31500 yen, right?"

"Yes."

"Pick two more items of clothing, then we'll go pay."

"You're still buying?" Kitagawa Ayane's beautiful eyes widened.

Upon hearing this, the saleswoman couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, jokingly saying, "It seems that you treat your girlfriend very well, sir."

Lin Ze did not answer, but only glanced at the sales clerk.

A moment later.

After changing her clothes, Kitagawa Ayane came out and immediately asked the sales clerk, "By the way, do you have a discount section for other clothes?"

……

Ueno Street, Tokyo.

Lin Ze and Kitagawa Ayane walked side by side.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and the heat had subsided considerably. A slight coolness could be felt when a breeze blew by.

Carrying shopping bags, Kitagawa Ayane needed to adjust her pace to keep up with Lin Ze's seemingly casual steps—he always walked very fast.

"Now that most things have been resolved, only the most critical issue remains."

"Dr. Lin, how much did it cost in total? Did you get the receipt?" she asked, preoccupied with the question.

"Here." Lin Ze took the receipt from his pocket after swiping his debit card.

He just took out his card and paid the bill.

Kitagawa Ayane took the receipt and glanced at it.

The shoes I bought were 7500 yen after the discount. The most expensive item was this tracksuit, which cost 31500 yen. The remaining shirt and slim-fit flared trousers cost a total of 8100 yen. Since the items were discounted, the shirt and trousers were counted as 7000 yen.

When I left, the store gave me a pair of branded socks as a gift.

Kitagawa Ayane held the receipt, remained silent for a moment, and then stuffed it into her pocket.

She didn't say anything more like "It hurts so much" or "It's so expensive." She had already figured it out when she left the store.

She was determined to pay back the money she had borrowed!
Whether it's tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yen, as long as she's alive, she can always earn that money.

It's just a bit more hard work. Kitagawa Ayane looked up at Lin Ze's profile, noticing his thoughtful expression.

"What about the treatment? Should I wait for your reply, or should we try it tomorrow?"

"I'll think of something when I get back tonight."

Since the vehicle was parked and locked on the street, the two walked to get their bicycles first.

"Okay, I believe Dr. Lin will definitely be able to come up with a solution."

"I believe it too," Lin Ze said calmly.

To outsiders, it was strange that the two walked together; one was a tall, slender man, yet he had his hands in his pockets.

The seemingly delicate girl was carrying large bags and small packages, and when she couldn't keep up, she would always walk quickly for a while.

He seemed to be trying very hard to please.

Lin Ze didn't care about any of that; of course, his senior should carry her own things.

"Should I write about today's shopping in my diary when I get back?" Ayane Kitagawa seemed to be in a good mood, and she was talking more than usual.

"It's up to you," Lin Ze replied.

"I have a lot of feelings about this, and I feel like I can write a lot about it. I can't wait to start writing now."

"is it?"

“I used to think spending money was a sinful thing, but today, even if I'm in debt, I don't feel so sinful. It's a strange feeling... I'm quite happy.”

Why is spending money a sin?

“Because…because,” Kitagawa Ayane was stumped by the question and paused for a moment before thinking for a moment and saying, “Money is hard to earn, so it should be used to do meaningful things, right? Enjoyment is only possible if you deserve to enjoy it, that should be the case.”

"You're overthinking it. The most important thing is to take care of your own feelings," Lin Ze said calmly, glancing at her.

"That makes sense." She nodded vigorously, as if she understood.

Kitagawa Ayane's gaze towards Lin Ze now held a newfound admiration.

……

A busy day is about to come to an end.

Time really flies, like the blink of an eye, like a fleeting moment.

Miyagi Suzuo had never felt time pass so quickly. She used to count each day on her fingers, but now she wanted to slow down the days.

The ruby-red Maybach drove down the street. She rested her chin on her hand and looked out the window. Due to traffic congestion outside the University of Tokyo, the driver had to make a U-turn and take a detour.

By 3 p.m., the interns had finished their work.

But not many people left; they went back to the classroom and continued reading.

It seems that, as outstanding students of the University of Tokyo, no one is willing to admit that they are necessarily inferior to others, and a competitive atmosphere is gradually emerging between the groups.

They didn't have time to make any changes at noon, they only discussed it with Lin Ze for a while.

In the afternoon, they did a thorough cleaning of the department. They were busy at the affiliated hospital for a long time. When they returned to the classroom, she and Qianhe immediately started discussing and revising the manuscript.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Ze disappeared when everyone was busiest.

Even though Miyagi Suzuo knew he had left early, she still couldn't help but keep looking at his seat while they were in the classroom.

I was completely distracted, and I had to force myself to focus and concentrate on my studies.

After applying the privacy glass, Miyagi Suzuo let herself drift into thought. She looked outside, and everything on both sides of the road was rushing past. The Maybach drove smoothly without the slightest bump.

Sometimes, when you care too much, you become anxious and insecure.

Especially for girls who are more sensitive.

Suzuo Miyagi knew she was worrying too much and imagining too much, but she just couldn't help it...

"Sigh..." The girl sighed softly.

The driver drove into the Ueno area.

Miyagi Suzuo rested her chin on her hand, looking out the window at two familiar figures: a man and a woman on bicycles. The boy was riding on the back of a pretty girl, and both of them were wearing masks.

The warm sunlight, which had lost much of its heat, shone on the two of them, making the scene exceptionally beautiful.

The girl in the back seat was carrying shopping bags, her long legs crossed. She had her arm around the waist of the boy in front of her, and a bag was pressing down on her skirt, probably because she was worried that her sideways sitting posture might cause her to expose herself.

Miyagi Suzuo couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Even just riding leisurely through the streets with Lin Ze like this, feeling the breeze and weaving through the alleys, would be a very romantic scene... She couldn't ask for more. What difference would it make if she were sitting in a Maybach? Nothing, no matter how expensive, could compare to the bicycle she saw right now.

This girl is so pretty, seeing this scene makes me feel so happy...

Miyagi Suzuo was mesmerized, seemingly imagining the girl as herself. She held Lin Ze's waist, her gaze filled with an unyielding sweet affection as she looked at the man she loved.

so good……

and many more! ?
She suddenly realized something was wrong and slowly widened her beautiful eyes.

A moment later, Miyagi Suzuo pressed herself against the back window, her cheek pressed against the glass, her left cheek deformed from the pressure, and her long eyelashes fluttering against the glass.

"Slow down! Slow down!" she shouted urgently.

The pale hand slammed hard on the back seat, startling the driver, who instinctively slammed on the brakes.

Miyagi Suzuo was completely stunned.

Because the person riding the bicycle in front of them was none other than Lin Ze himself.

(End of this chapter)