Chapter 14: How to Describe the World Beneath a Schoolgirl’s Uniform

The moment their eyes met, Bai Qingxia immediately turned her head away, clutching her Chinese textbook to her chest and moving her lips as though reciting the lesson, while one earlobe flushed red. This guy, as always, sat in the same spot, unchanged through the years. Lu Yuanqiu mused, recalling that every time they had free activity during PE lessons, Bai Qingxia was always seated there with her book.

I play ball so handsomely, and you, my so-called “daughter,” don’t even come to watch?

Lu Yuanqiu withdrew his gaze, noticing that Hu Caiwei and her two close friends were still looking at him as if their eyes were rippling spring water.

"Lu Yuanqiu, your dunk just now was really impressive," Hu Caiwei spoke again, her tone carrying the rare weight of someone who seldom gives compliments.

Lu Yuanqiu replied coolly, "Oh."

Hearing Hu Caiwei’s praise, Wang Haoran glared at Lu Yuanqiu, clearly unwilling to accept it, as if another glance might make him explode. Frowning, he shook his parted hairstyle and said, "No one can surpass me in basketball! Lu Yuanqiu, want to go one-on-one?"

Before Lu Yuanqiu could respond, Zhong Jincheng spoke expressionlessly, "Class leader, you’re just giving him a chance to show off. The real blow would be acting as if nothing happened when he dunks."

Lu Yuanqiu held up his middle finger, "You’re a ruthless one, aren’t you!"

Zheng Yifeng, eyes half-open as if still sleepy, urged, "Hurry up and play, just one ball, class is ending soon, hurry—" He yawned.

Wang Haoran declared, "I’ll go first!"

He strutted out to the three-point line, while Lu Yuanqiu moved inside. As the ball was passed, Lu Yuanqiu glanced back, his expression suddenly changing, and he tossed the ball away. Wang Haoran seized it excitedly and went for a layup in three steps, but Lu Yuanqiu didn’t block him; instead, he rushed towards the steps.

A crowd of students had gathered there.

Lu Yuanqiu squeezed into the throng and found Bai Qingxia sitting on the ground, a pained expression as she clutched her right ankle.

PE teacher Wang Ping hung his whistle back around his neck and asked, "What happened?"

A nearby girl hesitated. "Just now... I think I saw a girl push Bai Qingxia from behind... then Bai Qingxia tumbled down the steps."

Lu Yuanqiu spoke coldly, "What did she look like? Which class?"

Wang Ping glanced at him, surprised by his vengeful tone.

The girl lowered her head, murmuring, "I didn’t see clearly, she ran away."

"Damn it, what the hell! Just wait till I catch her!" Lu Yuanqiu cursed loudly, then hurried to Bai Qingxia’s side and crouched. "Give me a hand! I’ll take her to the infirmary!"

The girl I worked so hard to save, and now someone’s foolishly hurting her—unbelievable.

A few girls quickly helped Bai Qingxia up. She hopped on one foot, staring in a daze at Lu Yuanqiu's broad back in his school uniform, hesitating.

Seeing her not react, Lu Yuanqiu impatiently turned. "What are you waiting for? Get on!"

Bai Qingxia bit her lip, spread her arms, and gently leaned her upper body onto Lu Yuanqiu’s back. In that instant, Lu Yuanqiu’s angry face mellowed into calm, as if a wild beast had been slapped by Nangong Wenya, his eyes suddenly clear.

How to describe the world beneath this school uniform? When the eastern and western hemispheres of the world pressed together on his back, Lu Yuanqiu felt himself transcend.

He was stunned, squatting there, until Wang Ping frowned. "What’s wrong? Can’t carry her? If not, let me do it!"

Hearing that, Bai Qingxia wrapped her arms around Lu Yuanqiu’s neck, her ears burning red, mortified.

Lu Yuanqiu hurriedly replied, his gaze clear, "No, no... my leg just went numb, it's fine now." He quickly stood up and flashed an awkward smile at the PE teacher.

Wang Ping looked at him oddly.

After standing, Lu Yuanqiu supported Bai Qingxia’s legs, and when she began to slip, he adjusted her higher. Once again, the world compressed on his back.

Ah~

Lu Yuanqiu could not describe the sensation. If he had to, he’d say he now understood the meaning of “soft girl” in adolescence more deeply. The softness in the vanity fair might be silicone, but this softness, right now, was the real thing.

Whoever marries her someday will be so lucky—it’d never get old holding her all day.

He carried Bai Qingxia to the steps, bent slightly so she could grab her backpack, then took a few more steps so she could pick up his as well.

"Just hang my bag around my neck."

"It’s heavy, your neck will hurt."

Bai Qingxia’s voice sounded close by, and seeing her holding both backpacks, Lu Yuanqiu quickened his pace to avoid tiring her arms.

Unseen by him, the girl’s face already wore a smile as warm as spring sunshine.

"Did you see who pushed you?"

"No."

"Do you have any suspects?"

"No."

Lu Yuanqiu turned in surprise, catching sight of her calm expression. He muttered, "You’re afraid I’ll make things difficult for them, aren’t you?"

Bai Qingxia: "Huh?"

Lu Yuanqiu: "I’m impressed."

Arriving at the infirmary, Lu Yuanqiu spun around with Bai Qingxia on his back, but found no doctor in sight.

"Where is everyone?!"

He circled again, still finding no one, so he set Bai Qingxia down on a bed covered with a disposable white sheet.

The girl sat at the bedside, her toes barely touching the floor.

Lu Yuanqiu searched once more, still no one. "Forget it, I’ll do it myself!"

He declared, grabbing a small stool and sitting across from Bai Qingxia, who suddenly squeezed her legs together, asking warily, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yuanqiu: "Checking if it’s just a sprain, a dislocation, or a fracture."

Bai Qingxia’s ears were red, yet her voice was cool and clear. "Do you know how?"

"Of course, I used to fix joints for old sows in my rural hometown."

Bai Qingxia puzzled, "Why would an old sow..."

Suddenly realizing the implication, she raised her fist in embarrassment and punched Lu Yuanqiu’s shoulder.

He laughed, grabbing Bai Qingxia’s right foot.

Her canvas shoes were clean, but the soles were heavily cracked and yellowed, clearly old.

Lu Yuanqiu removed her shoe, revealing a pristine white sock. Bai Qingxia bit her lip shyly, legs pressed tightly together.

But Lu Yuanqiu’s next move nearly made her kick him in outrage!

Without hesitation, he brought her beautiful arched socked foot to his nose and sniffed. Bai Qingxia hadn’t even reacted before Lu Yuanqiu asked in surprise, "It’s been all day—why don’t your feet smell?"

"You... you’re insane!"

Even someone as aloof and quiet as Bai Qingxia couldn’t help but curse at that moment.

Lu Yuanqiu pursed his lips, grabbing her foot again as she tried to pull it back, then slapped her calf forcefully. "Stay still!"

Bai Qingxia submitted in humiliation, glaring at him with angry eyes.

Lu Yuanqiu removed her white sock, stopping only when a stretch of skin as white as cream and a pinkish heel were revealed.

He reached out, gently squeezing the swollen white ankle. Bai Qingxia immediately let out a muffled groan.

P.S.

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