Sinful Love (Father-Daughter Relationship) - Part 1, Chapter 46

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On my way to the restroom, I saw that beautiful woman, Miss Sun, from earlier. She was mingling with a group of men; she truly lived up to her reputation as a social butterfly, her smile capable of handling all types of men.
I smiled and turned to walk away, but she called me back from behind.
"Miss Lin, are you free?"
She smiled and said goodbye to the men, then swayed her slender waist and walked gracefully toward me.
"Um, what can I do for you?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to have a drink with you."
"I?"
I was surprised—I glanced at my dad, who was still sitting in the distance, and agreed.
We sat at the bar, and Miss Sun swirled her wine glass—the liquid inside was crystal clear.
"Miss Lin is so young! It's such an enviable age. Unlike me, I'm almost old and faded—"
The opening was quite ordinary; she then asked, "How old are you this year?"
"Me? I'm almost 18."
I drink the beverage in my hand—a drink specifically for minors.
"18 years old—a wonderful time."
She seemed drunk; at least in my opinion, the next step was for her to become incoherent and rambling.
"Are you really Lin Rui's daughter?"
She suddenly asked—her eyes were incredibly clear. Before I could react, she continued, "Judging by your age, you were born when Lin Rui was 15, right? —That sounds like a fantasy."
"Yes, but God made him make a mistake at the age of 15 to give me a chance to shine, so that he could punish him for his previous depravity."
I smiled as I dealt with her seemingly drunk but actually provocative remarks.
She responded with a smile, as if she had expected me to say that. A clear liquid moistened her red lips, and her face flushed like a peach blossom.
"You know what? I really admire Rui. We used to date, but since it never really ended, it's still going on now."
She called him "Rui" instead of "Mr. Lin" to highlight her uniqueness. If it's this woman, then it's normal for my dad to have taken a liking to her. But if every woman like this came to tell me these things, wouldn't I be driven crazy?
"Actually, I don't pay much attention to my dad's private life, and he has never brought any women home."
She didn't believe it, and gave a skeptical smile.
The conversation ended abruptly. I didn't understand Miss Sun's intentions. Was she another He Yu?
I returned to my father's side without telling him about the less-than-interesting conversation I had just had with Miss Sun, who was infatuated with him. A short while later, Miss Sun swayed gracefully towards me again.
"Mr. Lin, would you mind if I sat down?"
Even so, she had already sat down next to her father, her fair arm deliberately placed on his shoulder. Her father smiled and shifted slightly towards me. She gave an awkward laugh and, maintaining her composure, said:
"My father hasn't seen you in a long time. When will you be able to find the time to come and visit us?"
“I’m so sorry. I’ve been too busy lately, and it’s a rare opportunity for me to make it up to my daughter. I will definitely visit her when I have time in the future, but before that, please convey my respects to your father.”
As I ate, I watched the two of them—one desperately trying to charm the other, while the other maintained a semblance of politeness, ignoring the other's "invitation." Wow! It was hilarious, even more entertaining than the food I was eating.
Seeing me looking like I was watching the show for free, my dad, "furious," gave me a slap on the head.
"What are you doing?" I grumbled unhappily, seeing Miss Sun looking quite pleased with herself—her body was now completely leaning against my father, while my father's expression seemed to be one of suffering.
I understand, I understand.
Judging from his eyes, I understood. Miss Sun's father was probably an important client of my father's, and the whole family was eager for my father to become their son-in-law. My father was too embarrassed to refuse, so he could only let Miss Sun take advantage of him. It seemed that it was time for me, the daughter, to step in.
“Dad,” I finally said, “it’s almost time. You said you would go to the beach with me.”
"Yes!" Dad immediately looked like he suddenly realized something, and said apologetically to Miss Sun, "I'm so sorry, I promised to go to the beach with my daughter. It's getting dark soon, so we have to leave. Until we meet again."
He stood up with a smile, took my hand, and led me past the still-surprised Miss Sun. Once outside, I said with considerable dissatisfaction:
"What?! It's all your fault! I didn't even get enough to eat. How are you going to make it up to me?"
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyin." He gave me a kiss and said, "Luckily you understand me and rescued me in time, otherwise I wouldn't know how to deal with her."
"Who exactly is this Miss Sun? She's so perplexing that even Lin Rui is at a loss."
My dad had a wry smile on his face.
"The client's daughter. Recently, I needed to work with her father's company, the Sun Group, on an investment project, and that's how she got me involved."
I chuckled and said, "I never thought you'd be like this. Lin Rui always plays the role of a perfect, heartless person, right? But according to her own account, it's different from yours—you and she actually had something going on, didn't you?"
"Xiaoyin, when did you become such a gossip?" He looked innocent and said, "Actually, we've only had drinks together a few times. It's for work, there's no other way."
Saying we were going to see the sea was just an excuse to escape from Miss Sun's place, but after wandering around the streets with my dad for a while, we actually ended up at the beach.
It's February, and it's still quite cold at the beach. I was wearing an inappropriate evening dress, and I was shivering. My dad took off his coat and put it on me.
"Aren't you cold?" I asked him.
"I'm cold on my body, but Xiaoyin's coldness is in my heart." My dad said such cheesy things that made me blush. Sometimes I really wonder what his skin is made of, that he can say such things without batting an eye.
Running to the beach to get sunburned in the sweltering summer is foolish; running to the beach to get windblown in the dead of winter is romantic. When everyone does it, being the only one who stands out is considered individualistic. So, I guess I can call myself "having character" now—getting chilled to the bone is no joke. But I like it; even if my face feels like it's being cut by a knife, I feel comfortable inside. Dad is stamping his feet on the shore, constantly breathing out warm air.
"You should start exercising. After all, age waits for no one."
I was wearing his clothes and saying irresponsible things, but when I saw that his hands were already cold and turning purple, I couldn't bear it and returned the clothes to him.
But he pulled me over and hugged me tightly.
"It's much warmer now."
I giggled in his arms, feeling his body temperature—it was so warm.
"Go back?"
He asked. I nodded. Then, like fools, we shakily went ashore. Dad had booked a room on a high floor of the hotel. As soon as we entered the room, he told me to take a shower to warm up, and then he turned on the TV. I suddenly burst out laughing in the bathroom—I know I'm a very willful person, often doing inexplicable things for no reason, but Dad is always there for me; his patience is boundless.
I asked him if he thought I was being willful. He replied that he liked my willfulness because it gave him unexpected surprises.
I liked the answer and chuckled to myself mischievously. He took some wine out of the refrigerator, poured two glasses, and handed one to me.
"I'm still a minor! Which parent lets their child drink alcohol?"
I scolded him on purpose.
"You'll be 18 in five months, you don't care about that little bit of time, do you? So how about some wine?"
他把香槟放回去，拿出了红色的葡萄酒。红色的液体刚一倒出来，我便喜欢上这种颜色了。
稍稍泯了一下，口感恰到好处，那种入口即化的感觉又醇又香。
“如何？”
“嗯，好喝！”
老爸笑笑，也喝了一口。
“早知道味道这麽清醇，我干吗装淑女禁酒10多年──”
然後又是一口。老爸也不阻止我，看样子好像在诱惑我喝下去一样。我没有经验，不知道葡萄酒看起来好像没有多少酒精，实际上它的後劲很足，在我喝下满满一杯之後，渐渐感觉身体有些燥热，脸上也是一幅火灼的感觉。可老爸是酒场上锻炼过的人，普通的白酒都很少能灌醉他，更何况是区区的葡萄酒呢？
“爸，你怎麽是双影的呢？”
我的眼睛已经开始模糊了，五感中只剩下听觉还算正常。
“大概你是醉了吧。没想到小音你的酒量这麽小。”
醉了？开玩笑吧，我才喝了一杯而已啊。醉酒的人其实他的意识是很清醒的，只是大脑作出的反应不能及时有效地传达给神经，於是他的身体看起来便是一幅摇摇摆摆的样子，就像现在的我一样。虽然我明白老爸的话，可是当自己想起身证明自己没有醉的时候，身体首先便不听使唤地倒了下去。
还是老爸扶住了我。
“音……”
他又开始用他那低沈的声音对我说话了。我感觉自己被他抱在怀里，自己的身体软绵绵地像一团棉花。
他的手在我的脸颊上游走，我像拍苍蝇一样打掉他的手，很干脆地说道：
“我要睡觉。”
他似乎一幅很无奈的样子，但还是点头答应，下一刻我便去见周公了。
早上醒来的时候，我趴在老爸的胸膛上，他正睡得香呢。
头好痛，莫非是宿醉的结果？看着地下一堆空酒瓶，我开始努力回想昨晚到底发生了什麽。忽然觉得一股凉风飕飕地侵袭着神经，仔细一看，发现自己根本没有穿衣服！
我的头倏地一阵空白，连忙去搜寻自己的衣服。这难道是诅咒吗？为什麽我和老爸出来到最後都会变成这样？
这时老爸醒了，意识的大部分还停留在睡梦中，嘴巴呜呜地似乎在抱怨：
“干什麽……几点？”
“哪里是谈几点的问题！”我火大了，用力摇醒他。他张着一双无辜且茫然的眼睛，看了我很长时间。
“到底是怎麽了？”
“怎麽了？”
他看我用被裹得严严实实的身体，忽然笑出声：
“你忘记了？”
“哎？”
他呵呵笑起来，一点也不为我的生气所动。
“我真是大开眼界啊──没想到小音的酒量小，酒品也不太好。”
他这麽一说，我一下子急了──眼巴巴地看着他要一个明确的答案。
“你才喝了不过两杯而已，然後说自己困了，要睡觉。”
这里我还记得──
“然後呢？”
“然後你躺下之後又忽然坐起来，那时还吓了我一跳呢，大叫着好热啊好热啊的──”
“然後……？”
我的预感不好，特别是结合自己现在的模样。
“再然後──”他盯着我噗哧笑起来，“当然就开始脱衣服了啊！我阻止不了，只有任由你随意喽──”
“你骗人！”
我大叫。
“我根本不记得！你骗人！”
我一只手提着被子，空出一只手捶打老爸。他不回手，只是躲。
“是真的啦！难道你还怀疑是我给你脱的吗？”
“反正你以前也有前科！你给我说实话！”
“事实就是如此──”
我不打他了，坐下来开始哭，一抽一抽地，眼泪吧哒吧哒落下来，他不闹了。
“讨厌──我不理你了……”
虽然我不知道昨天到底发生了什麽，可是我喝醉是事实，而我的酒品又不是我自己能验证的事──这种事向来是别人说一就是一的。所以老爸说我竟然作出那样的事後，我就真的信了，开始给自己的行为感到羞耻。
老爸靠近我，将我扑倒在床上。他上我下，这种姿势让我想到了什麽，脸变得红红的。
“咦～小音你的脸变红了呢。是不是在想什麽大人的事呢？”
他忽然坏坏地笑着，我的脸一扭。
“讨厌！这种样子正常人都会如此嘛──”
我感到他的脸在逐渐靠近，一个紧张忙不迭地说道：
“我们是父女，但是现在这样不是太奇怪了嘛──”
“奇怪？哪里？”
“就是现在啊！一般这种情况不是恋人之间的行为吗？”
一个吻忽然落在我的鼻尖上，注视我的是老爸那双深沈的眼睛。
“我爱小音。小音呢？”
“嗯、嗯……喜欢……”
“我要的不是这个词。”
他挑起了我的下巴，迫使我看着他。
“爱！我爱你！”
我赶紧说道，他这才放下了我的下巴。可是下一刻他便把自己的全身都压在了我的身上，忽然严肃地对我说道：
“我们来接吻吧。”
“哈？”
我一时没能立即反应过来，诧异着。
“kiss。”
他指指自己的唇，又摸摸我的唇，再次说道。
我不知道给怎麽说，呆住了。他见我不说话，便自己靠上来。我一个激灵，闪了过去。他失望地看着我。
“小音，你不喜欢吗？”
“不……只是，有点太突然。”
大实话，这是。
“我们不是一向如此吗？”
他再次逼近，让我有种危险的感觉。
“所以说这次就显得尤为奇怪……”
“你不爱我？”
“不是的！你不要转移话题好不好……”
“可是我要表达对你的爱意便会如此啊──啊，真是太令我伤心了，我苦心养育了17年的小音竟会这麽无情地拒绝我。我活在这个世上还有什麽意义？谁来拯救苦命的我吧，神啊，佛祖啊，安拉啊，耶稣啊，上帝啊，外星人啊……”
“好啦好啦！”我无奈。“不要这麽小题大做好不好？我不让你吻是因为你有不良记录，上次你竟然吻到我窒息哎！很辛苦的。”
“这次保证不会了！”
他立即表白似的说道。我心一软，点头了。
“不过你要记住，不可以太夸张，要以父亲的心态。”
话刚一出口，老爸原本兴奋的脸色立马一沈，像六月的天空一样迅速阴沈下来。他坐起来，在床边无声地沈默了一阵，起身穿上衣服对我说：
“我们该走了。”然後自己先出去了。
我自己留在房间里，忽然一阵恼怒──我哪里说错话了？怎麽了？还是32岁的成年人呢，竟然比我还小孩脾气。
出了房间，他正在大厅里和别人谈笑风生。看到我下来，他只是笑了一下，和他人告辞後便开车和我回家了。我不知道他为什麽生气，难道是因为我最後的那句话？说它并非别有用意并不恰当，我的确是要借此旁敲侧击要我别太“放肆”。我喜欢和他接吻，但我所不想看到的是我自己身份的错位！难道他对此感到不满了？老爸一路上都没有和我说话，脸一直都绷着，好像别人欠他百八十的。他不说话，我也不说话，气氛就这样一直冻着，直到回家。
他回自己的书房工作，我在房间里越想越不对劲，终於忍不住闯了他的书房──门被我震得生响。
“你要是有什麽不高兴就说出来。我刚才到底哪里不对了？”
“你没错，是我自己有问题。”
他平静地说，头也不抬。
“那你是怎麽回事！从饭店开始你就一声不吭的──你以为用蹩脚的借口便可以瞒过我吗！”
“那我怎麽样是平常的我呢？”
我一下子愣住了，感觉自己在自掘坟墓。
“既然你不想说我也不逼你。”
说完我转身就走，他在後面叫住了我。我对抗似的看着他。
“抱歉，我刚才的态度太生硬了。你别介意。”他的口气有点软，一幅歉意的样子。
“只是小音你自己不明白，在有些时候你无意之中的话会深深地伤害到我。”
“我说什麽了？”
我在明知故问。他呆了一下，开始苦笑。
“你不要逼我了。”
“我没在逼你。”
这次我真的头也不回地离开了──我不知道他会是什麽表情，我也不想知道。
早上睡到很晚才起床。我超级赖床，一般人是叫不动我的，所以10点锺我起床的时候，老爸早已经走了。
也好，落得清净。
The first part of "Sin and Love" has ended.

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