With the start of the new school year, Star Han resumed his stock trading life. To keep up with the stock market, he subscribed to various newspapers to stay updated on national events for reference in his stock trading. He also browsed through stock market forums online, reading and sometimes even posting comments.

One day, Star Han realized that he hadn't checked his email in a long time, so he opened his mailbox. Usually, out of ten times, nine times there would be no new emails because he didn't know many people. The few people he knew didn't need to send emails, and he didn't have many online friends. Apart from the occasional greeting cards during holidays, he rarely received any emails. As a result, the interval between checking his mailbox became longer and longer.

There were a few emails in his mailbox, but most of them were obviously spam, so Star Han deleted them without opening. Finally, there were two emails that seemed legitimate. Star Han looked at the senders' IDs and noticed that they were from the same person. He opened them and found that they were both from someone interested in making friends. The person, using the username "Onlooker," claimed to be another stock trading enthusiast who admired Star Han's accurate analysis and insightful judgments in the stock market forum. They wanted to be friends and even included a QQ number in the second email, suggesting that Star Han add them if interested.

Curiosity got the better of Star Han, so he visited the forum where the person posted under the username "Onlooker" and searched for their articles. He found that this person had indeed written several articles. The articles were beautifully written and their analysis was thorough, although sometimes lacking long-term perspective. Nonetheless, they resonated with Star Han's temperament. Particularly, there was an article about the mindset required for stock trading. It stated that to succeed in the stock market, one should at least follow two principles: contentment and composure. The article explained that contentment meant not being too greedy in the stock market, knowing when to let go and not harboring unrealistic expectations. Composure meant not becoming too proud when making profits or too disheartened when facing losses. It required maintaining a stable mindset, like a mountain that remains unchanged even when confronted with an earthquake. The article emphasized the importance of sticking to one's beliefs amidst the volatility of the stock market.

Star Han couldn't help but feel moved. Wasn't this his own understanding? He just hadn't summarized it like this before. Suddenly, he had the desire to get to know this person. So he added them and left a message expressing his pleasure in making their acquaintance. Star Han mentioned that he had read their articles and agreed with their viewpoints. He also shared his usual internet browsing time, hoping to chat with them.

The next day, Star Han saw "Onlooker" on QQ. It seemed that they had been online for a while. Star Han cautiously typed, "Hello, are you Onlooker? I'm Star Han."

Star Han usually used his real name as his username. Soon, Onlooker responded, "Yes, I am Onlooker. Nice to meet you, Mr. Star Han. I've heard of your name before!"

"Oh, I don't think I introduced myself. How did you know I'm Mr. Star Han?" Star Han was a bit puzzled.

"That's a secret. Hehe, I greatly admire your analysis of the stock market. How do you do it?" Onlooker replied.

When it came to the stock market, Star Han forgot about everything else. He typed word after word, sentence after sentence, as the words flowed from his fingertips onto the screen, traveling to a distant place. Star Han had found a kindred spirit, and they chatted endlessly from the afternoon until late into the night. As the conversation progressed, they discovered they had many similar ideas and interests, forgetting the passage of time.

In the following days, Star Han almost chatted with Onlooker every day. The more they talked, the more Star Han realized that Onlooker seemed to have money and a lot of free time. They were always online, and most importantly, Star Han discovered from the IP address that they were in the same city. This sparked many thoughts in Star Han's mind. Moreover, from the casual tone of their conversation, Star Han sensed that Onlooker might be a girl. After making this realization, Star Han really wanted to meet this person in person. Unfortunately, despite his hints, Onlooker didn't seem to notice. Finally, Star Han directly asked, "Would you be kind enough to meet in person? I would really like to see you."

There was silence on the other side for a long time, and Star Han began to regret his impulsive request. Wasn't everything fine as it was? If she didn't want to meet, she might get angry and cut off contact. Wouldn't he lose a good friend for nothing? However, Star Han didn't dare to say anything else.

After a few minutes that felt like centuries to Star Han, a response finally came, "If you insist, let's meet once. I also want to know what kind of person you are. But I hope you won't regret this decision."

Star Han seemed to sense a mix of relief and heaviness in that response. But meeting in person was all that mattered to him. To avoid complications, Star Han immediately set the time and place.

"Alright, let's meet tomorrow at 10 a.m. under the statue of a great figure in the city center square. How about that?"

Tomorrow was Friday, with only two morning classes. It wouldn't be a problem to skip them. Meeting in the morning would leave plenty of time to have lunch together and arrange other activities in the afternoon. Star Han eagerly awaited their meeting.

"No, let's meet at my place. I'll give you my address. Li Jiang Estate, Building 5. Okay, I need to rest now. See you tomorrow."

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After saying this, without paying attention to how Star Han reacted, Onlooker went offline. For some reason, Star Han had a feeling that she was avoiding something. But he didn't dwell on it. It was enough that they were going to meet in person.

The next day, Star Han arrived on time at Li Jiang Estate. The houses in this neighborhood were all villas, indicating that the residents were wealthy. Star Han approached the front of Building 5 and pressed the doorbell. A melodious voice came from inside, saying, "The door isn't locked, come in."

As Star Han entered, he immediately spotted someone—a girl. She appeared young, wearing a white dress, and sitting on the balcony of the second floor with her back turned to him. She spoke again, her voice carrying an indescribable charm, "Come upstairs!"

As Star Han reached the second floor and approached the girl, he could see her clearly. She had an angelic face, although there was no smile on it; instead, a hint of melancholy was present. Anyone who saw her couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness. The girl's legs were completely covered by the dress, and she was sitting in a chair, or rather, a wheelchair—it was one specifically designed for disabled individuals. Looking at the wheelchair, Star Han couldn't help but ask, "Your legs...?"

"Yes, I can't walk at all. It's been a few years now due to a neurological problem. You must be disappointed, right? I told you that you would regret meeting me," Onlooker said softly.

"No, I actually admire you even more," Star Han said sincerely. He looked at Onlooker and suddenly had an idea. He said, "Can you show me your legs? Maybe I can help you."

"Do you have a cure? Can you heal my legs?" Onlooker's voice was filled with excitement, but it quickly subsided. "It's useless. I have seen many doctors, and they said unless a miracle happens, my legs won't improve. Thank you for your kind intentions, but you don't need to see them."

"Why not? Although I'm not very confident, taking a look wouldn't make a difference to you. What if it works?" Star Han tried to persuade her.

"Alright, if you want to see, go ahead," Onlooker finally agreed.

Star Han soon saw a pair of slender thighs, but the skin showed signs of atrophy. Star Han activated his Clear Mind Decision technique, placed his hands on her legs, and a stream of energy flowed from his hands, circulating through Onlooker's meridians. Suddenly, Onlooker exclaimed, "I feel something in my legs! A tingling sensation!" She was overwhelmed with excitement. Her legs had been devoid of any sensation for years, so this sudden feeling filled her with joy. "Star Han, I beg you, if you can heal my legs, I'll give you anything you want."

Star Han withdrew his hands, and the sensation in Onlooker's legs disappeared. Through the energy connection, Star Han gained a general understanding of Onlooker's condition. Based on his assessment, there was a chance of her legs improving with the right treatment. He was contemplating the situation when Onlooker exclaimed with excitement, "You know qigong, don't you? You can heal my legs, right? What do you need to do? As long as you can help me, I'm willing to do anything, even if it's something difficult."

"There is a method to heal your legs, but it's a bit troublesome. I would need to continuously massage the acupuncture points on your legs and use my own energy to open up your meridians. This way, your legs can gradually improve. However, this process would take a long time, and your mobility would be restricted during this period. I'm not sure if you can handle it. Additionally, it would require a significant amount of energy on my part, and I'm not sure if I can sustain it until your legs are healed," Star Han explained the situation to Onlooker.

"As long as my legs get better, I can endure anything. I've had enough of being unable to move. Regarding your losses, I will compensate you. As long as my legs can improve, I'll do whatever it takes. Please, help me!" Onlooker pleaded. From her appearance, she seemed like a proud girl who wouldn't easily make such requests. But for the sake of her legs, she was willing to do anything.

"But I'm not very confident either. If I can't continue the treatment before your legs are healed, it wouldn't be a good outcome for both of us," Star Han hesitated. Once that happened, Onlooker wouldn't suffer much loss at most, her legs wouldn't improve. However, Star Han himself could end up seriously ill. The Clear Mind Decision technique he had practiced for six or seven years would go to waste, and he might not be able to practice it in the future. He thought about how he had spent all those years to achieve his current level of skill. If it weren't for the Clear Mind Decision, he would still be an ordinary, struggling college student. Was it worth taking such a risk for someone unrelated to him? Star Han pondered.

With Star Han's assistance, Onlooker felt sensations in her legs for the first time in years. She firmly believed that Star Han had a way to heal her legs. Of course, she wasn't naïve. No one would risk their life to treat her for free. She understood that there's no such thing as a free lunch. Seeing Star Han hesitating and showing a negative inclination, she urgently said, "Star Han, do you think I'm attractive?"

"Of course, you're beautiful. If you're not considered beautiful, then there are very few beautiful girls in the world," Star Han was puzzled. Why would Onlooker ask such a question at a time like this?

Onlooker had always been proud of her appearance. She continued, "With your talent, money shouldn't be something you care about, and besides, it seems like you're not lacking in that department. Here's the deal: if you can heal my legs, I'll accompany you for six months without asking for anything in return. How about that? During this six-month period, I'm yours. You can ask me to do anything, and I promise to fulfill it. If you're not confident, you can take some deposit upfront." Onlooker's face was flushed, and she began to slowly undress herself.

Star Han was shocked and deeply regretted his impulsive claim that he could heal her legs. If he hadn't said anything, there wouldn't be any problems. Thoughts raced through his mind, and he quickly stopped Onlooker, saying, "Don't do this. It's not what I meant. Your parents would be heartbroken if they found out. Besides, if I were to agree, what kind of person would I become? Aren't you slapping me in the face?"

"Are you finding me not attractive enough? Is that why you're using this as an excuse? My parents wouldn't care about me. They only give me money and don't bother with anything else. And you, you can help me, but you don't want to," she said, tears streaming down her face.

"Don't cry. Let's talk it out," faced with the girl's tears, Star Han felt helpless. Seeing that Onlooker continued crying, he forced a smile and said, "I didn't say I won't treat you. I just mentioned that I'm not entirely confident. Why are you doing this?"

Onlooker was overjoyed and disregarded her tears. She smiled and said, "You agreed! That's great!"

Star Han thought to himself, now that it's come to this, can I really refuse? I hope I can successfully heal your legs so that I won't have to do such foolish things again.