Special Energy

Lu Yun walked ahead while Su Yang followed behind carrying a basket.

The area they were in now was slightly higher than where Lu Yun's home stood, essentially halfway up the hillside.

However, the hills in this region weren’t particularly tall or steep, resembling terraced fields—long, rectangular plots.

Su Yang stood at the edge of one such plot, where the path was so narrow it could hardly be called a road, overgrown with weeds.

To the right, the field was planted with various vegetables—scallions, garlic, and the like—while the left side dipped about fifty or sixty centimeters lower.

From where they stood, most of the land stretching out before them belonged to Lu Yun’s family. The lower fields were filled with fruit trees—oranges, loquats, peaches, and others.

Lu Yun bent down a few meters ahead of Su Yang to pick scallions.

She was wearing a loose pair of denim shorts that day, and as she leaned forward, Su Yang had a clear view from behind.

The sight was nothing short of breathtaking, and Su Yang couldn’t help but gulp, his eyes gleaming.

"Damn!"

"Uh, Lu Yun," Su Yang called out to her.

"What’s up?" Lu Yun responded, crouching down to gather more scallions.

As she squatted, the shorts rode up even higher—already short, they now revealed even more...

"Uh, nothing. Just that your shorts are pretty loose, so you might want to be careful with certain movements."

"Huh?" Lu Yun didn’t catch on at first.

Su Yang glanced pointedly at her shorts.

Following his gaze, Lu Yun looked down and realized her crouching position was exposing more than intended.

Her face flushed instantly, and she hurriedly straightened up. "You... you didn’t see anything!"

"Whether I saw or not doesn’t matter. What’s important is that you be more careful, especially around other people. Don’t be so careless," Su Yang advised.

For some reason, Lu Yun felt a warmth in her chest at his words. She smiled sheepishly. "Oh, okay. Got it."

Su Yang sighed. "Let’s just finish picking these."

He walked over and joined her in gathering scallions.

After they finished, the two walked a few meters further to a plot planted with cabbages.

Five minutes later, Su Yang’s basket was full.

"That should be enough, right?"

Lu Yun glanced at the basket and nodded. "Yeah, that’s plenty. Let’s head back."

"Alright," Su Yang said, standing up to leave.

But just as he took a few steps, a sharp scream came from behind him.

"Ahh!!"

Thud—

Su Yang spun around instantly to see Lu Yun stumbling as the patch of dirt beneath her feet gave way. She lost her balance and toppled sideways into the lower field.

By the time Su Yang reacted, it was too late to catch her—she was already halfway down by the time he turned.

"Oww!" Lu Yun cried out as she hit the ground.

Su Yang quickly set the basket aside and jumped down after her.

He rushed over and crouched beside her, his face tense with worry. "Where does it hurt?"

"My butt... it really hurts," Lu Yun winced, rubbing the sore spot.

Su Yang glanced at where she was touching. "Don’t move. Let me check."

"...Huh?!" Lu Yun froze.

Before she could react, Su Yang’s hand was already on her backside.

She shuddered, stammering, "Su... Su Yang, I can do it myself."

"Stay still. If you hit a bone, it could be serious," Su Yang said, pressing lightly as he asked, "How does this feel? Does it hurt?"

"A... a little."

"What about here?" He shifted his hand slightly and applied more pressure.

"Ah! Oww! That really hurts!"

"Then it’s fine. That’s the fleshiest part—no bone damage."

Lu Yun’s face burned with embarrassment. "I’ll just rub it myself..."

"It’s fine, I’ll help."

"But... what if someone sees?" She nervously glanced around.

Su Yang followed her gaze.

All around them were fruit trees, and the edge of the field was a fifty-centimeter-high ledge. Unless someone was directly above them, there was no way anyone could see.

Su Yang grinned. "There’s no one here. Even if they were, they wouldn’t see anything. Why are you so shy? I’m just helping you—this is completely proper."

"Uh... fine. But be gentle."

"Got it."

As he began massaging the sore spot, Su Yang couldn’t help but think, ‘This feels amazing!’

He kept at it for two full minutes, leaving Lu Yun flushed and flustered—though, to his credit, he didn’t stray from the task.

"Feeling better?"

"Y-yeah, much better."

"Then try standing. I’ll pull you up." Su Yang rose slightly, gripping both of Lu Yun’s delicate hands.

He tugged firmly, helping her up—but the moment she put weight on her right leg, a sharp pain shot through her thigh.

"Oww!" She wobbled and nearly collapsed again.

"That bad? Maybe we should go to the clinic in town."

"No, no, it’s just a bruise. It’ll fade soon. Let me rest a bit longer."

Seeing her insistence, Su Yang crouched beside her on the left, and the two fell into a brief silence.

Lu Yun’s heart pounded wildly. Su Yang was so close she could feel his breath against her skin.

"Your face is red again," Su Yang teased.

"Ah! Oh, it’s just... the heat. It’s really warm today."

Su Yang smirked, choosing not to call her out. "Yeah, it is hot. And there are too many bugs here. Want me to carry you back?"

"Huh? No way! If my parents see, I’d have no way to explain!" She buried her face in her knees.

"Then we’ll wait a little longer. Why are you hiding? Look at me."

"Hmm?" Lu Yun lifted her head, meeting Su Yang’s gaze.

Their eyes locked, and though Lu Yun wanted to turn away, she couldn’t bring herself to.

For five full seconds, neither of them moved.

Su Yang slowly leaned closer, and Lu Yun’s heartbeat grew so loud she was sure he could hear it.

As his face blurred in her vision, she squeezed her eyes shut.

The moment she did, Su Yang pressed a light kiss to her cheek.

Lu Yun jolted in surprise, her eyes flying open—only for Su Yang to pull her into an embrace.

The two stayed like that in the field, lips locked for a solid minute.

When Su Yang finally pulled back, he gazed at her crimson face and whispered, "Still hurt?"

"N-not anymore."

"Then try standing again." He helped her up, steadying her as she tested her weight.

Lu Yun shifted slightly—the pain really had faded.

Su Yang grinned. "See? A little ‘special energy’ works wonders."

Lu Yun: "......"

"You... you’re terrible!"

"Heh. I figured since we were just sitting there awkwardly, I might as well give you something else to focus on."

Lu Yun wanted to melt into the ground. But despite her embarrassment, the memory of their first intimate moment left her both flustered and elated.

Shyness was part of her nature, while happiness—well, the reason for that went without saying.

Su Yang walked up to Lu Yun and bent down slightly. "Come on, I can see you're still having a bit of trouble. Let me carry you to the roadside."

"O-okay..." Lu Yun leaned onto Su Yang's back.

Su Yang supported her thighs with both hands, then freed one arm to pick up the vegetable basket from the ground before quickly making his way out of the field.

Once they reached the paved road, Su Yang reluctantly set down the blushing Lu Yun.

"Try walking a few steps now."

Lu Yun took a few steps forward. There was no real issue—just a bit of soreness from the hard impact when she fell. It was the kind of bruising that would fade after a short rest.

"I'm fine now!" Lu Yun turned to Su Yang with a bright smile, a breeze lifting a few strands of hair from her cheeks.

For a moment, Su Yang was spellbound. Lu Yun fit his ideal perfectly—every little detail about her seemed tailored to his tastes.

Unlike Pan Ning, Lu Yun had a more delicate, girl-next-door charm, though Su Yang was fond of Pan Ning's personality too.

Among all the girls he was currently involved with, if he had to choose just one, it would come down to Lu Yun or Pan Ning. But as for who would ultimately win out—he had no answer yet.

The thought gave him a headache. Shaking it off, Su Yang jogged ahead with the basket. "Come on, let's go home and feast! I'm starving!"

"Wait for me! My butt still hurts!"

......

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