Chapter 106 (First Release)
Although the force wasn't heavy, it was still a pressing motion using the fingertips.
Moreover, having someone else's finger pressed against my lips feels like being pressed against by a foreign object, which is very uncomfortable.
Ning Wanwan acted faster than she thought, instinctively grabbing his wrist and saying somewhat indistinctly, "Don't touch me, it hurts..."
The girl's voice was soft, with a hint of coquettish grievance, and Ansel's movements stiffened slightly.
At the same time, he felt the girl's warm, moist breath coming from his fingertips, which he hadn't yet moved away from.
Ansel suddenly jerked his hand away from Ning Wanwan's as if he had been electrocuted.
Then, as if looking at something strange, he stared intently at his fingers, examining them from all angles.
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Ning Wanwan didn't expect that when someone suddenly touched her mouth with their finger, she hadn't even reacted yet, but the other person reacted so strongly.
It was as if he hadn't offended him, but rather that she had offended him.
This actually caught Ning Wanwan off guard.
Ning Wanwan was initially a little uncomfortable because of his sudden offensive behavior, but she didn't think too much about it at the moment.
“Ansel…” she called out, somewhat puzzled.
Ansel was still staring at his fingers, his brow furrowed, as if he were looking at something incredible.
It wasn't until Ning Wanwan called out softly that he raised his head and began to look at Ning Wanwan's lips with that same gaze.
It was as if they wanted to thoroughly study Ning Wanwan's mouth area.
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Why are you staring at her like that...?
Ning Wanwan endured it for a while, but seeing that Ansel was going to continue staring, she finally couldn't help but raise her voice slightly and call his name again, "Ansel...!"
Ansel finally came to his senses, and his overly direct gaze quickly subsided.
"Sorry, Wanwan, I was really surprised just now, so I was distracted."
The handsome blond boy touched his nose sheepishly, clasped his hands together in a pleading manner, and his violet eyes were full of sincere apology.
"I touched your wound with my finger because I wanted to check it. Please forgive me."
The boy's appearance was so outstanding that when he looked at her with such pleading and sincere eyes, it was impossible to blame him.
Therefore, even though Ning Wanwan felt this reason was a bit far-fetched, after all, why would she need to touch and press the small wound on her lip with her finger?
Moreover, his subsequent violent reaction was not at all like what he claimed—that he was just distracted…
However, Ning Wanwan did not say anything more in response to Ansel's apology.
"It's okay, but please don't do it again next time..." Ning Wanwan said softly.
Ansel readily agreed: "Yes, yes, I promise I will never do this without your permission again!"
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Uh... that middle sentence was completely unnecessary nonsense; I would never agree to it anyway!
"But Wanwan, how come your lips are chapped?" Ansel asked curiously. "Did you get hurt before I met you?"
Ning Wanwan carefully pursed her lips, feeling a distinct stinging sensation.
"It shouldn't be... I must have accidentally bitten myself."
She was a little annoyed, because she had a habit of biting her lip when she was nervous, and with so many things that had just happened, she didn't know when she had bitten her lip so many times that it had been cut.
However, these are all trivial matters.
Ansel: "Oh, I see. I hadn't noticed that before."
"Oh, right, Wanwan, you also hurt your hand. Let me bandage it for you."
Before she knew it, Ansel had taken her hand and was carefully cleaning the blood and bandaging her wound.
Ning Wanwan then remembered that she had almost been bitten by the monster. Although it only bit her hand, it left a deep wound.
Perhaps the wound had become so painful that it was somewhat numb, because Ning Wanwan no longer felt much pain.
"It got off too easily, dying so quickly." Ansel looked down at Ning Wanwan's hand wound and suddenly uttered these words coldly.
The tone was cold, filled with disgust and dissatisfaction.
Although it wasn't directed at Ning Wanwan, it still made her pause in surprise.
"I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about that monster." Noticing Ning Wanwan's momentary stiffness, Ansel looked up and gave her a reassuring smile.
Ning Wanwan: "...Yes, I know."
But there's a subtle feeling that beneath Ansel's warm and friendly exterior, there seems to be another hidden side.
I guess I'm overthinking it.
“Damn, we’re out of bandages…” Ansel suddenly muttered to himself.
Ning Wanwan snapped out of her daze and was about to say, "It's okay, then there's no need to bandage it."
Ansel: "Got it!"
Without any cloth to wrap it, he simply tore off a piece from the corner of his clothes.
The movements were so swift and decisive that Ning Wanwan didn't even have time to stop them.
Ning Wanwan: "Oh...! Your clothes are all torn like this."
"It's alright, we can talk about that later. Let's stop the bleeding and bandage you first. Luckily, I have some medicine with me."
Ansel said nonchalantly, taking out a small medicine bottle from his backpack, unscrewing the stopper to help Ning Wan take the medicine.
"It might hurt a little when the medicine is applied to the wound, so please bear with it."
Ning Wanwan had prepared herself mentally, but the moment the medicine came into contact with her wound, she still felt a sharp pain that brought tears to her eyes.
"Waaah..."
"It's okay, it's okay, just bear with it."
Ansel comforted her gently, holding Ning Wanwan's hand. He hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly leaned closer and gently blew on it.
"Is this better?"
Ning Wanwan: "Hmm..."
Actually, because Ansel blew very lightly and the pain in her wound was too intense, Ning Wanwan didn't feel anything.
However, she was too embarrassed to say it, so she nodded to indicate that it was indeed a little better.
But Ansel clearly believed it.
Like a child receiving some kind of affirmation for doing something for the first time, Ansel's purple eyes brightened slightly, and he worked very hard to blow air into Ning Wanwan's wound.
Actually, the intense pain in the wound on my hand only lasted for a short while after the medicine powder came into contact with it. Once I endured that moment, the pain gradually subsided to a tolerable level.
Ning Wanwan finally had the leisure to go and see Ansel, who was squatting beside her, holding her hand and bandaging her wound.
Ansel was bandaging her wounds while carefully blowing air into them.
He seemed to genuinely believe that blowing on the wound like that would make it less painful.
Ning Wanwan blinked, and suddenly couldn't help but slightly curve the corners of her mouth.
Ansel was clearly tending to her wounds with his head down, but as if he had eyes in the back of his head, he slightly raised his purple eyes and caught Ning Wanwan's smile.
Ning Wanwan: "..."
This... wouldn't you call this being caught secretly laughing...?
Ansel didn't seem embarrassed at all. He seemed more curious about why she was laughing, and tilted his head in confusion: "What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at me?"
Ning Wanwan quickly shook her head: "No, no."
She hesitated for a moment: "...Well, although my memory is very vague, I still remember some common sense, and many things sometimes suddenly pop into my head."
Ning Wanwan was afraid that the other party would misunderstand that she was laughing at him, so she explained, "A sentence suddenly came to mind, so I couldn't help but laugh..."
"Hey, what did you think of?" Ansel asked curiously, finishing the last movement with his hand.
After bandaging her wound, he tried to tie it himself several times, eventually managing to make a crooked bow.
Ning Wanwan caught a glimpse of the finished product in her hand, the bandaged bow making her want to laugh again, but this time she held it in.
Ansel didn't realize he had almost made Ning Wanwan laugh again; he seemed quite satisfied with his work.
After putting down Ning Wanwan's hand, which had already been bandaged, Ansel remained squatting beside her, resting his chin on his hand as he looked at her with a thirst for knowledge on his face.
"What is it? What is it? Tell me quickly."
Ning Wanwan: "Don't laugh when I tell you... it's 'Painful Flying'."
"Painful flying," Ansel repeated, somewhat puzzled, a hint of naivety creeping into his usually composed and intelligent expression. "What is that?"
He looked remarkably like a curious child at that moment.
Ning Wanwan was surprised that Ansil didn't know this. She couldn't help but smile, but because it hurt a little from the cut on her lips, she quickly pulled her smile back.
Ansel was still waiting for her answer, so Ning Wanwan thought for a moment and began to describe it to him.
"Yeah, 'Pain Fly Away' is like what you just did, blowing air into the wound while saying 'Pain Fly Away'... It's said that this will make the wound stop hurting."
Ansel blinked in surprise, a thoughtful expression on his face: "This is the first time I've heard of something like this..."
"Will doing this really stop the pain?"
Ning Wanwan hesitated for a moment, finding it difficult to explain in detail that the main purpose of doing so was to show concern and comfort him. So she nodded uncertainly: "I guess so."
"I see. I've never heard of this principle before. It's amazing."
Ansel exclaimed in surprise, seemingly believing everything he heard.
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Even though they're about the same age as me, why do I feel so guilty, like I'm lying to a child...?
But actually, I don't think there was anything lying about what I said...
Just as Ning Wanwan was feeling a little conflicted, she suddenly felt a slight coolness on her lips, and a slightly bitter medicinal fragrance spread in the air.
Ansel was holding his finger up and pressing it against her lips.
"Your little cut on your lip still hurts, right? I can see it. You wanted to laugh but didn't."
Ansel winked at her, his sweet dimples appearing and disappearing, his expression one of complete control, as if to say, "I saw you smirking all along."
"Therefore, since we are going to administer the medicine, we can't neglect this part."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ansel applied a little pressure with his fingertips and applied the ointment to the girl's slightly dry lips.
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Author's Note: Ansel: My curiosity about this area is soaring!
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