In the peak of summer, July blazed with unbearable heat, brewing an oncoming storm.
In the small town of Yang'an, inside the People's Park.
"They said you snapped the corn—was it because of the beautiful spicy skiiiiin~?"
In a pavilion, an older woman's piercing karaoke startled the magpies into flight, drawing applause from nearby uncles.
Not far off, under the shade of a tree, Lin Can flinched at the ridiculous lyrics, glanced at the self-absorbed auntie, shook his head with a laugh, and lifted his camera again to frame a beautiful scene ahead.
[Name: Lin Can]
[Current status: Beautiful scenery fills your eyes, momentarily healing your spiritual emptiness.]
[Reward: 2 Healing Points, freely distributable.]
As Douyin (TikTok) grandpa Wang famously said:
"I need to look at pretty girls every day—not for any reason—just for peace of mind and joy."
Looking at beauties improves your health, extends your life, delays aging, and even helps prevent depression.
Nowadays, everyone's a little depressed. Lin Can used to be, too—until now.
Why? Because the gaokao (college entrance exam) was finally over. The pressure was gone. Not only did he receive his dream university admission letter, but he also unlocked a system called the "Healing-Type Tycoon."
The healing system's motto: enjoy life, heal yourself, or heal others. As long as your mind and body are both satisfied, you earn system rewards.
[Healing Points: 98 + 2 / 100 (Converted into 1 Healing Attribute Point, which can be added to one of the following attributes)]
[Looks: 98 (You're super handsome—visual healing for yourself and others.)]
[Charm: 82 (Your charisma can make others fall for you, forget their troubles, and be healed.)]
[Endurance: Maybe... 64?]
[Other: Cooking, Singing, Temperament, Driving, Foreign Languages, Special Skills, etc.]
Lin Can added the 1 Healing Attribute Point to "Endurance." He felt that if he didn't improve that stat, he might get depressed.
[Name: Lin Can]
[Age: 18]
[Height: 183 cm]
[Wealth: 2,310 yuan]
[Healing Points: 0 / 100]
Accumulate enough healing points in daily life to convert into a healing attribute.
Healing points are easy to earn: admiring beautiful women, eating delicious food, listening to music—anything that brings comfort and joy might give you healing points.
Right now, through the camera lens, a young girl rose to her feet, brushing the back of her pleated skirt with both hands. Her small feet stepped across the grass to the lakeside. She reached behind her head, pulled off the elastic band, letting her ponytail unravel. The summer heat swept through, whipping her long, straight black hair through the air and making her skirt flutter, perfectly revealing her youthful, slender legs.
Click click click...
Nine rapid shutter clicks captured that moment of youth.
The girl raised her head to the blazing afternoon sun, listening to the sounds of nature, and asked, "Do you believe there is light in this world?"
A short distance behind her, Lin Can zoomed in. In his viewfinder appeared her feet, calves, thighs, and the edge of her lifted pleated skirt...
"I don't know about the light, but your skirt's already showing."
Hearing this, the girl turned around in embarrassment. The wind had blown the back of her skirt tightly against her hips while the front lifted again. She pressed down the flying hem with her left hand, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with her right, and gave the camera a forced, blessing-filled smile.
"Congratulations, Lin Can, on getting into Ninghai University."
"How did you know?"
"Your classmate Wang Hao told me."
Her name was Yang Wuluo, a fellow student and academic rival from Experimental High School—though they were in different classes. In every monthly exam, she ranked first in the grade, while Lin Can was always second. She'd been ahead of him from the first year to the last.
Today, Yang Wuluo invited him out to hang and take pictures—to preserve some beautiful high school memories.
Everyone at school knew Lin Can loved photography. Though not formally trained, he had natural talent—nearly Edison Chen-level. His aesthetics and composition were first-class.
But his photography had a fatal flaw: his landscapes were average, but his shots of women were phenomenal—causing him a lot of trouble.
Girls were always pestering him, tugging on his arm, sweet-talking:
"Come on, Lin Can~ Just take one photo of me. I want to post it on TikTok and Moments—just this once, okay?"
Hard to say no.
So he'd always take time out of studying to shoot photos for them.
And now that living standards had improved, girls were... maturing fast. Add in TikTok influence, and they'd all learned how to pose—cutesy, innocent, and a bit flirty. Every photo session made Lin Can's blood run hot.
If he weren't a top student and class leader, he might've already "healed" them all—hard.
Let's just say: guys who can take good photos are hot commodities in a girls' world.
But...
Yang Wuluo was different.
Under the pretext of taking photos, she invited the school's number two out for a chat.
She was the model student. Even walking past her class, you'd always see her buried in textbooks. She avoided all extracurriculars. PE and music? No chance. Love letters from boys? She used them as scratch paper for math problems.
They weren't really close. The only interaction they had at school was during the Monday flag-raising ceremony: Lin Can raised the flag; she saluted it.
Still, the top two students were bound by a kind of distant mutual respect. Whenever tough questions stumped others, they'd always ask:
"Did Lin Can/Yang Wuluo solve that problem?"
The gaokao was over now. All those Huanggang practice papers were thrown into the air in cathartic relief that same night.
"Oh right…" Lin Can asked casually while pointing his camera at Yang Wuluo in the wind, "Did you get into your dream school, Beijing Normal University?"
Yang Wuluo stretched out her arms and fell backward onto the lush green grass, gazing at the blue sky and white clouds.
"I got a fever during the exam. Felt foggy the whole time—my brain wasn't working. I only made it into Ninghai Normal University."
"No way."
"Why would I lie? I'm just that much of a failure."
"Will you consider retaking it?"
"Nope. I'm scared. I don't want to suffer another year. Just take a few pictures like this."
She lay there defeated, head turned toward the shimmering lake. She didn't want to move at all.
"Alright then, I'll make sure you look good."
Lin Can pointed his lens downward at her and slowly adjusted the zoom, savoring each frame.
Her black hair fanned out on the grass. Her facial features were delicate and refined. Long lashes fluttered like butterflies. Her eyes shimmered with the pain of failure. Her soft lips parted slightly—utterly tempting.
"Looking at you closely, I never realized—you're actually really pretty."
"What good is being pretty?"
Yang Wuluo probably knew she was beautiful, but she didn't care. All she cared about was academics.
The lens drifted lower—her shirt moved with her breath, buttons straining as if they'd pop any second.
That big?
In school, no matter the season, she wore her uniform tightly—concealing her figure.
Now that she'd graduated, her uniform was forever stored away. Her JK outfit revealed everything.
Her skirt sometimes swayed, sometimes clung—suggesting curves. Her long legs were fully exposed in the frame.
Lin Can had photographed many girls—he'd seen countless legs.
These… were great legs.
[Name: Yang Wuluo]
[Current Status: High expectations, big disappointment. Gaokao failure has led to mild depression.]
In senior year, the looming countdown to the gaokao and intense academic pressure caused depression among several of Lin Can's classmates.
For some, the depression lifted right after a good exam result. For others, it worsened if they didn't do well.
High schoolers today really are under immense pressure.
With her ability, Yang Wuluo should've made it into Beijing Normal easily.
But fate played a cruel trick—ending her gaokao dream like this.
Every year, there are heartbreaking stories: students overwhelmed by pressure or poor results falling into depression, families not noticing in time, and tragedies occurring.
Looking at Yang Wuluo's joyless face, even Lin Can wouldn't have coped—he'd be seriously depressed. Yet she only showed mild symptoms, proving her strength.
Still, even mild depression needs healing.
Available Healing Plans:
① The most effective way to heal a woman… is a man.
Healing Plan A: She's always been top in school, prideful, looking down on men. Now it's your turn to strike back. Use your god-tier looks and perfect body to "deeply" heal her. Make her willingly submit to you. In doing so, she'll escape her sadness and find real joy.
Beastly!
If I followed that plan, I'd be ecstatically healed, and she'd be traumatized!
② Hormones are the most effective remedy for teen girls.
Healing Plan B: The proud and stubborn girl who only felt joy through studying now faces crushing failure. She's lost all motivation. It's your time to act. Use your charm to awaken her hormonal response. Once hormones kick in, her body will soften, she'll fall into your arms, feel warmth, and release adrenaline. Her heartbeat will quicken. With all that happening, how could any depression possibly remain?
Complete any of these plans to receive a reward.
Drip. Drip.
Yang Wuluo felt something wet fall on her cheek.
She opened her eyes.
"Oh, it's raining."
"Of course it's raining. What else did you think?"
"I… didn't really think anything…"
"…???"