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Chapter 58 Wiping Away Your Tears
As any gamer knows, when you're laning against an opponent and the skill gap isn't too large, getting a Weakness debuff means you'd better avoid direct confrontations.

What's even more terrifying than being weakened is when the opponent gets incredibly lucky at that moment, landing critical hits with every strike.

Even more critical than the two issues mentioned above is that the other party not only executed all of these tasks perfectly, but you, due to excessive tension, distorted your actions and failed to complete the evacuation in the shortest possible time.

Wenya was just like that at that moment.

If the emotional resonance and "Wedding in a Dream" put her in a vulnerable emotional period, then Chen Yan's striking good looks coming close to her face were like a series of critical hits.

For the two reasons mentioned above, when Wenya realized that Chen Yan was wiping away her tears, she was almost instantly stunned. It wasn't until he finished wiping away her tears that she gradually came to her senses.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ya took a few steps back, chair and all. Her usual calm expression had vanished, replaced by confusion and hesitation.

Faced with Wen Ya's confusion, and given that his actions were indeed somewhat abrupt, Chen Yan should have shown some embarrassment and nervousness at this point, as one would expect.

but……

Sometimes, Chen Yan would wonder if he was born with a talent for being a "scumbag," as he could always come up with a solution in the shortest amount of time when faced with problems in relationships.

Old Chen is clearly an honest man, so how did he become such a "scoundrel"?
"Um, I'm sorry, Sister Wenya." Chen Yan looked a little flustered, like a child who hadn't done their homework when the teacher found out. "I just finished playing and saw you crying. I don't know why, but I just wanted to wipe away your tears... I didn't think it through. I'm really sorry."

Chen Yan felt that if the system were to rate his acting skills at this moment, he would at least be at the "proficient" level, and it was even possible that he would be directly classified as "professional".

As for his true emotions right now, it can be said that he is not flustered at all, and even has the excitement of a player challenging a boss.

If we consider relationships between men and women as an exam, then the exam paper accounts for at most 40 points, and the remaining 60 points are up to the person taking the test.

As there's a saying online, when you're with a little girl, you should show your maturity; when you're with an older sister, you should show your sincerity.

In short, it boils down to eight words: cater to their preferences and prescribe the right medicine for their needs.

Chen Yan could simply categorize Wen Ya's current state as "an elegant older sister who has been wronged".

Faced with this situation, the younger brother, who is gentle and sincere and has outstanding looks, may not get a perfect score, but he is definitely above average.

I bought medicine on my way here, and I subconsciously wiped away my tears to comfort you. This answer may have been a bit abrupt, but it was definitely full of sincerity.

If we have to say that their behavior is abrupt... perhaps in order to prove themselves in another way, many people subconsciously believe that those "geniuses" are slightly lacking in emotional intelligence.

From a certain perspective, he can be considered a piano prodigy now, so it's understandable that he's a little lacking in interpersonal skills.

Considering all the factors mentioned above, Chen Yan felt that his behavior just now, while not deserving a perfect score, would definitely be 80 points.

Now, he wants to see exactly how many points he has scored.

"Don't do that again, you just startled me." Wenya gently patted her chest, as if she really was frightened, but quickly added, "But thank you anyway..."

"Yes, yes, I acted impulsively." Chen Yan nodded in apology, his attitude sincere. "I probably just finished playing the piano and my mind hadn't quite cleared up yet, so I did it subconsciously."

"It's okay, it's okay. You played really well just now, and you were very emotionally invested. I was also inspired by you. Next time, just calm yourself down after you finish playing a piece."

Wen Ya offered a few words of comfort and continued, "Let's stop here for today. Give me your sheet music, and practice these few pieces for the next few days. Play them once before the next class." It was a typical daily homework assignment. Wen Ya marked a few pieces in the table of contents of Chen Yan's sheet music and, when returning it to him, added:
“Some of the pieces might be a bit difficult. If you encounter any problems, just ask me on WeChat… By the way, my previous account was for work, and I don’t check it after get off work. Please add my other account.”

"Okay." Chen Yan took the sheet music and scanned Wen Ya's friend code with his phone.

Her personal account ID is also a single character – 雅 (yǎ).

The picture shows a cedar tree, and her WeChat Moments are full of posts about her life, such as the dishes she cooks, the pothos plants she grows, and beautiful scenery she takes when she goes out.

"Then I'll be going now." After adding each other as friends, Chen Yan slung his shoulder bag over his shoulder and said goodbye, "Goodbye, Sister Wenya."

"Bye-bye." Wenya waved.

Chen Yan strode towards the door, but stopped abruptly when he reached it. He turned around, faced Wen Ya's questioning gaze, and said somewhat uneasily, "Sister Wen Ya, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to do that before."

"I know you didn't mean it, and I'm not blaming you. I just didn't react in time and was a little startled. Don't overthink it."

"Okay, I'll be going now... Remember to use that medicine, Sister Wenya, it's really effective."

"Okay, I will definitely use it."

……

"boom."

Looking at the closed door, Wenya pursed her lips, a faint sense of guilt rising in her heart.

The other person was clearly trying to help me wipe away my tears out of kindness, but because of my actions, they ended up looking like a child who had done something wrong...

Wen Ya did not doubt Chen Yan's words. After all, even she could feel the sadness in the music, so it was normal for Chen Yan, as the pianist, to be even more immersed in it. It was normal for his mind not to recover for a while after the music ended.

This behavior may have been a bit impulsive, but the sincerity behind it was quite rare.

As for her saying she was "frightened"...

Wenya was indeed frightened, but not by Chen Yan's actions. Rather, she found that she did not feel a strong sense of resistance when Chen Yan helped her wipe away her tears.

Her stunned state wasn't entirely due to a lack of reaction, but rather a slight conflict between her inner thoughts and reason, preventing her from making the right decision for the moment.

"Actually, I should have said thank you, otherwise who knows how long I would have cried before I realized it."

Wen Ya murmured softly, then opened the medicine box, squeezed out a little ointment, and applied it to her face little by little.

The handprint from this morning has mostly faded by now, and I only feel a slight pain when I touch my face.

But when the ointment was applied to the red marks, the slightly cool and comfortable sensation completely masked the already little pain.

It was like a refreshing rain, washing away the dryness and heat of summer.

(End of this chapter)