Your innocence is all an illusion.

I first met Liu Jiayao in high school. I was a boy who had just come from the countryside to study in the big city, and everything was so new and interesting. It was a prestigious high school, and we country kids had to overcome many obstacles to get in, while students from the city could get in easily. Of course, the tuition was very expensive.

On the day of registration, my parents didn't come with me; I came with my classmates, carrying our bags, looking very much like country folk.

Right next to the class assignment list in the schoolyard, I saw Liu Jiayao for the first time.

"Hey, Awei, you're ranked twenty-third! That's great, you've brought honor to our No. 17 High School!" My best friend Dahao said, patting me on the shoulder. We were childhood friends, even going to kindergarten together. However, I came to No. 6 High School, the best high school in the city, with the highest score in the entire grade of No. 17 High School; he got in with his dad's sponsorship. No. 17 High School was the junior high school in our hometown, and in Dahao's opinion, my grades were already very good, but I felt very disappointed. I originally thought my grades would be in the top ten at No. 6 Middle School, but I didn't expect there to be so many people better than me.

Let's compete again in the next three years, I secretly resolved.

I looked at the ranking list. There were 80 people in our class, which was quite a lot. That's how it is in key high schools. Parents do everything they can to get their children in, and as a result, every class is full.

"Liu Jiayao." I silently recited that name in my heart. She was ranked first in the whole school and she was a girl. There were two-inch photos of everyone on the list. Although I was ranked third in our first year (3) class, in this high school, out of nearly 700 students in all 8 classes, my middle school entrance exam score was only 23rd. And the only girl ahead of me was the first place. At that time, I just looked at Liu Jiayao's photo and secretly raised my fighting spirit. I must surpass her.

"Awei, the girl in first place looks too pretty." Dahao said to me quietly.

"You can even tell she's pretty in a photo? You're such a fangirl."

"If she's this beautiful in a photo, she must be stunning in real life! I want to date her, you have to help me."

"Get lost, I don't have time. If you don't study hard, I won't see you in college."

"No way, didn't we agree to date girls together?"

When did I say that!

This Da Hao is obsessed with love, a total fangirl. He wrote love letters to several girls in elementary school, and his dad was very proud of it. But he's actually quite smart; I give him cramming before exams, and his grades are always above average. Back

then, I thought Liu Jiayao was like those academically gifted girls, all bookish and naive. When we went to our homeroom teacher's office, we found a very pure-looking girl standing next to him, helping him fill out forms.
"Everyone sign here, then go to Liu Jiayao, the acting class monitor, to get your school uniforms." Teacher Wang, with his thick glasses and curly hair, did have a rather scholarly air about him.

High schools in mainland China all wear sports uniforms, unlike the stylish uniforms in Japan and Taiwan. These sports uniforms often trap all the hormones of us vibrant teenagers, ruining everything. However, No. 6 Middle School is a top-tier school, and their uniforms are actually Kappa brand, and even a slim-fit style.

"Li Dawei, 170, Chen Cheng, 180, Liu Hao, 165." Liu Jiayao lowered her head, leaning over the table, registering items one by one. Her short ponytail slid down her shoulders. I was behind Dahao and could see her profile; she was slender with long legs. Based on my sensitivity to numbers, I could estimate she was about 167-169cm tall.

Dahao, that good-for-nothing, would grin like an idiot whenever he saw a pretty girl, practically drooling.

As Liu Jiayao was writing, she noticed the person in front of her had stopped moving. She looked up and saw Dahao's silly gaze darting through a tiny gap.

"Get lost, you pervert," Liu Jiayao said softly, her tone stern, yet her voice was pleasant. I never expected such a fresh and pretty girl to greet Dahao with my catchphrase.

Dahao's real name is Liu Hao, but he's called Dahao because of his astonishing development in a certain indescribable area. Looking at his slightly trembling back, I guessed that Liu Jiayao's words had gotten him hard; this guy has a bit of a masochistic tendency.

Perhaps seeing Dahao winking at me, she assumed we were cut from the same cloth, and this girl deliberately pulled up her collar, making it stand up. Damn, she'd make people think I'm a pervert.

"Sun Jiewei, 175cm, move aside," the beautiful class monitor said, frowning.

I muttered to myself, but didn't show it. Oh well, I'm here to study, not to show off. As long as I work hard for three years, I can follow the person in my heart and go to my dream university.
After school started, I adopted a "nothing to do" attitude, focusing solely on my studies. I basically stayed away from people, spending my days either studying or cramming in the library. After all, no matter how determined I was, I couldn't possibly study every single day. The advantage of being a boarding student was that I had more free time. Every morning, I would run five kilometers around the track before memorizing English. It was quite comfortable until one day, my homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, called me to his office.

"Sun Jiewei, are you interested in being a class committee member?"

"No."

My answer was clearly unexpected by Mr. Wang, and he couldn't think of a response.

"I don't want to neglect my studies." I

thought that was the end of it, but the next day he called me in again, saying that while studying was important, it was also important to cultivate teamwork, and my unsociable nature wouldn't work. In the end, he assigned me the job of a life committee member. It was truly a difficult situation.

Meanwhile, the class monitor, Liu Jiayao, seemed to have been giving me the cold shoulder since the beginning of the semester; we barely spoke during our first class meeting.

The school's location was a bit out of the way, on the edge of the main city. A main road led through a grove of trees, with only one convenience store and one bookstore nearby. For me, it didn't matter; the bookstore was just my type.
That day, the weather was gloomy. After school, I was browsing novels in the bookstore, engrossed in my reading with headphones on, and before I knew it, it was dark.

"Hey, I didn't know you liked reading novels too. I thought you were always studying, you bookworm." A voice pierced through the piano music in my headphones, waking me from my book. My eyes fell on a pair of white sneakers. "They're

pretty nice," I thought. Light green socks with lace trim, and tight jeans that accentuated the perfect curves of her legs. The cuffs were rolled up, revealing a glimpse of smooth, jade-like ankles between the jeans and socks. Class monitor Liu Jiayao had actually struck up a conversation with me. What was going on?

"Hey, did you hear me? I'm talking to you," she said again, smiling slightly, a pair of shallow dimples appearing on her delicate oval face. I was a little dazed, but I quickly composed myself, took off my headphones, and closed the book.

"Class monitor, it's free time now. Reading novels isn't against the rules."

"Sun Jiewei, why are you so cold? Do you hate me?" Before I could reply, she snatched my book again. "Steppenwolf! You're actually reading Hesse's book? I thought you were a science nerd."
Damn, what's going on today? Is she on drugs?

"Boss, I'll take this book, please." I rolled my eyes at her, took back the book, and headed for the door. Why do girls always have to keep talking? I hate their chatter.

A loud rumble of thunder. The rain came rushing in, instantly turning the streets into a vast expanse of water. Oh no, I didn't bring an umbrella.

A light green parasol opened, and Liu Jiayao rolled up the sleeves of her white shirt, looked at me, and said, "Let's go together, I'll walk you back to school."

Although I study hard, I'm not a bookworm. This pretty girl has tried to get close to me several times; I can't be too pretentious.

"Thank you," I said with a stiff smile, squeezing under the umbrella.

The rain was getting heavier; Liu Jiayao's umbrella couldn't hold both of us. My school uniform was mostly soaked, and her right shoulder was wet too.

"It's just a shower. Let's go into the woods for a bit; it'll stop soon," I suggested. She didn't object, smiling as she followed me to a shady spot. It made me feel uneasy.

Standing under the tree, it was a little awkward not to speak. I forced a conversation, "You've been smiling a lot today. Are you happy?"

"Why wouldn't I be happy? Besides, our ice-cold academic genius talked to me several times."
"Damn, are you being sarcastic? Everyone knows you're number one in the whole school."

"But I'm not as hardworking as you."

"I don't think you're praising me."

"By the way, why didn't you sign up for the school sports meet at the end of next month?" Liu Jiayao suddenly changed the subject.
"I don't like sports."

"Huh? Don't you run every morning?"

This girl seems to know a lot about me. I turned to look at her and said irritably, "I just don't want to..."

My gaze fell on her chest halfway through my sentence. After the rain, her white shirt had become transparent, revealing a hint of green underneath. Her underwear was the same color as her socks. Could her panties be like that too?

"How do you know so much about me?"

I turned back to look at her breasts peeking through the shirt, quickly took off my school uniform shirt, and handed it to her.

"Here, put this on."

Liu Jiayao looked down, blushed slightly, smiled, took the shirt, and put it on. "You're surprisingly gentle."

"Last weekend, Chen Qian and I ran into Liu Hao from our class on the street. He's your good friend, right?" Liu Jiayao suddenly mentioned Da Hao, making my heart skip a beat. Had this guy molested her?

"I didn't expect him to be such a fun guy. He even treated us to H?agen-Dazs. He talked a lot about you, and I found out you two grew up together and were best friends."

Damn it, this bastard completely betrayed me to get close to a pretty girl.

"That son of a bitch," I muttered under my breath.

"What did you say?" Liu Jiayao seemed to have heard me.

"Nothing, haha," I blushed slightly, after all, I'd always acted very polite in class.
"He also told me his nickname is Da Hao, and said you know why?" Liu Jiayao squinted at me.

My head buzzed. I'd never talked about this kind of thing with a girl before. This guy got so close to her so easily, damn it. Faced with such a bold girl, I was obviously flustered. I glanced at her eyes and saw she seemed to be laughing at me. Suddenly, I calmed down.

I can't panic. Maybe this girl wants to see me embarrassed. With Da Hao's foul mouth, he's already gotten to this lewd point, how could he hold back?

"Hey, you know? You haven't tried talking to him yet, have you? See what he's really like."

Sure enough, my retort immediately caught Liu Jiayao off guard. Her face turned bright red, and she spat, "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey."

"Vulgar."

We chatted like this for a while, and I actually found her quite approachable, not the bookworm type. I wonder if her opinion of me has changed. Suddenly, her phone rang.

"Hello? Ah, Dad, I'm sheltering from the rain in the woods by the roadside. You've arrived? I'll come out right away."
We walked out of the woods, and a silver Audi A6L was parked by the roadside. The driver's side window rolled down, revealing a man's face. He was very masculine, and his eyes had a sharp, imposing aura. I was actually a little scared.
"My dad's so cool, right? He's a detective." Liu Jiayao quickened her pace. "Lend me your clothes, and return the umbrella tomorrow. Also, I'd like to invite you to join our class's soccer team. I heard you're really good. Think about it, bye."
She nimbly jumped into the car and waved to me through the half-open window. "Liu Hao told me about you. See you tomorrow."

I've loved soccer since elementary school, but after that incident, I've never stepped onto the field again. Da Hao knew, and now he's revealed all my secrets just to pick up girls. I wonder how far he's gone in betraying me.

I lay in bed, my head spinning. On the way back to the dorm, I refused to use Liu Jiayao's girly umbrella and ran back in the pouring rain, and ended up with a fever. This must be some kind of acclimatization problem; with my constitution, how could I possibly catch a cold?

The next day in class, my head was still spinning. After the second period, I went to the corridor for some fresh air and saw two smiling girls walking towards me. It was Liu Jiayao and Chen Qian; they were always very close. Chen Qian is known as the busty girl in our class. Da Hao says she's a D-cup. I'm good with numbers, but I have no experience in this area. Based on Da Hao's standards, Liu Jiayao's breasts are probably only a B-cup. Thinking about how her clothes were soaked yesterday, my heart started racing. Damn it, stop thinking like that, I shook my head.
Chen Qian saw me, chuckled, and whispered something to Liu Jiayao. Liu Jiayao pushed her away, secretly glanced at me, and then put her right hand towards Chen Qian's mouth. Chen Qian frowned and dodged. What's going on?

During class, someone secretly nudged me. It was Chen Qian; her seat was right behind me. A note was handed to me.

"Handsome, you're so inconsiderate, even taking my umbrella!"

I was completely confused. What was this? Normally I wouldn't have bothered, but today I'm dizzy and not focused on the lesson.

What does this mean? She lent me the umbrella, and I returned it.

You even got a free gift!

"What free gift? I don't even know.

Disgusting.

Damn, that's why I hate these little girls so much. They stutter and stammer, why are they insulting me for no reason?" I decided to ignore her, pressing my hands to my head and pinching it hard.

Wait, what's that smell? A familiar yet disgusting smell wafted from my right hand.
It reminded me of the smell Da Hao had after playing basketball with me. I looked at my hand. This morning I was dizzy and hadn't washed up. What could I have touched? I only took Liu Jiayao's umbrella to return to her.

The umbrella? I sniffed it again. Damn, as a teenage boy, I immediately understood what that smell was. Last night, I vaguely remember Da Hao crawling to my bedside and tossing and turning, going to the bathroom several times. You motherfucker, I'll fuck you, Liu Hao.

He actually used Liu Jiayao's umbrella for masturbation.

Am I supposed to take the blame for this?

In a moment of impulse, I jumped up, startling Mr. Wang, who was lecturing on math.

"Sun Jiewei, what are you doing?"

"Teacher, I'm dizzy and have a fever." Quick-thinking, I pretended to be sick—though not entirely. "I'm going to the infirmary."

"Oh, go ahead, go ahead, the class monitor will go with him."

And so, amidst the envious gazes of all the boys in the class, Liu Jiayao helped me out of the classroom.

"Why are your clothes still wet?" she asked.

"This is my only school uniform."

"Take it off!"

"Why? I'm holding onto the hem."

Seeing my appearance, Liu Jiayao chuckled. "I won't molest you. Wear this; we're the same size."

A piece of clothing with a fresh scent was thrown against my face as I lay on the hospital bed. The school nurse prescribed some medicine, told me to rest for two classes, and then went to run errands. Liu Jiayao hung my clothes out to dry by the window. I was wearing a white t-shirt with Luffy's face on it.

I looked at Luffy's face propped up on the shirt and, incredibly, I had a reaction. I don't know if it was the allure of Luffy or the fragrance of my clothes that intoxicated me; my feverish body was acting strangely.

"Umbrella," I blurted out for no reason.

"What?" Liu Jiayao looked innocent, as if she didn't know anything, but I could see the suppressed laughter in her eyes.

"It wasn't me."

"What? I don't understand."

"I share a dorm with Liu Hao. It really wasn't me, damn it." I closed my eyes in pain.

Liu Jiayao wrinkled her nose, stuck out her tongue, and reached out her hand towards my head. I quickly stopped her, but she slapped my hand away and pressed it against my forehead.

"I washed my hands, but I threw away the umbrella."

Good heavens, how come girls these days are so risqué? My mind conjured up the image of her hands covered in Da Hao's... well, you know. My tracksuit pants were a little tight.

"I'll buy you the umbrella."

"No need. As a pretty girl, sometimes you have to be patient. Who told you guys to have so much energy?" She playfully stuck out her tongue. "Don't do it again." Good

heavens, she still doubted me.

That day, Liu Jiayao still wanted to invite me to the soccer team, but I still refused. Until that day, I passed by the playground and saw people arguing. It seemed like some of our classmates were involved. I wanted to avoid it, but then I ran into Da Hao, who dragged me into the fray.

It turned out it was about the soccer field. Our class had reserved the field, but Class 7 had taken it. Our sports committee member, Lin Shao, was an honest guy, the kind of well-behaved rich kid who obviously couldn't win an argument. Suddenly, a voice rang out, "What are you doing? This is what we reserved!"

Liu Jiayao even ran over, shielding the 185cm tall Lin Shao behind her like a protective chick.

"Hey, the school beauty's here. That's no good. Your class is so weak, what's the point of practicing? You're already at the bottom anyway. We're the favorites to win."

"Who's this kid? So arrogant." I usually don't like to talk to people, I don't even know my own class well, let alone other classes.

"Chen Chao from Class 7, I heard he's a sports student, specializing in soccer, and apparently has some kind of underworld background."

"Underworld my ass! Are you watching a movie? There aren't that many gangsters." I turned to leave.

"Don't go! Aren't you going to help our class monitor?

" "What the hell? It's just a soccer field, what else can we do? Our guys aren't good enough anyway, don't make us a laughingstock."
"Bro, aren't you the top scorer at No. 17 Middle School? Take them down." Da Hao hooked his arm around my shoulder.

"You betrayed me, I haven't even settled the score with you yet. What did you tell Liu Jiayao?"

"I didn't tell her, I told Chen Qian."

Damn it, that's different, they're practically inseparable. I punched Da Hao.

Just as they were joking around, another thing happened. Chen Chao grinned mischievously at Liu Jiayao and said, "Jiayao, how about we make a bet? A penalty shootout. If we win, your team forfeits, and you come to our class as my girlfriend and cheer us on."

Da Hao yelled "Damn!" and was about to throw a punch when Liu Jiayao asked, "And if you lose?"

"You get the field, and I'll eat the ball."

"Okay!"

Liu Jiayao actually agreed to the bet, leaving us all stunned.

The two gifted students from Class 7, Chen Chao as a striker and Liu Hui as the goalkeeper, formed a circle on the field and started shooting. That show-off Chen Chao even deliberately took the ball outside the penalty area.
Lin Shao's footwork was pretty good, but Liu Hui was surprisingly skilled, saving two penalty kicks. We were down 2-3 because our goalkeeper couldn't play at all.

Lin Shao was under a lot of pressure when he took the fourth shot; he was sweating profusely. At that moment, Liu Jiayao took off her shoes and socks, revealing her bare, delicate feet, and walked over. "I'll take the last two," she said.

Chen Chao looked at her feet with an expression that seemed to want to lick them. I felt a surge of anger; I was strangely bothered that others saw Liu Jiayao's feet.

She took a run-up, her left foot on the left side of the soccer ball, her arm outstretched, her right thigh outstretched, her knee positioned directly above the ball, and she powered through her calf. I watched Liu Jiayao's body skillfully execute the shooting motion, and I was stunned. That backlit figure cast an indelible shadow on my heart. I wavered.

The ball went in, and our class cheered. Chen Chao seemed even more interested in Liu Jiayao, and so did I. She possessed a spirit unlike any other delicate girl, which began to attract me.

However, the second time, Liu Hui made a perfect save, blocking the ball. I could tell Liu Jiayao wanted to kick a curved shot, but she wasn't used to being barefoot; her delicate insteps were red, making her look pitiful. If Chen Chao's last shot went in, we'd lose.

Our goalkeeper's face was flushed; he was very nervous, but it seemed he couldn't hold on. Liu Jiayao bit her lip; she hadn't expected the opposing goalkeeper to be so good.

It looked like we were about to lose, and our class monitor was about to be eliminated. Lin Shao and I shouted at the same time, "I'll be the goalkeeper!"

Lin Shao looked at me in surprise. I smiled, "Are you confident?"

"No."

I walked past the stunned Lin Shao, who pulled me back. "I heard you can play soccer, but aren't you a striker?"

I didn't answer, but winked at Liu Jiayao. "Trust me, strikers know strikers best."

When I reached the goal, the students from Class 7 laughed. I'm 175cm, and their goalkeeper is 189cm, almost a head taller than me.

Chen Chao sneered at me, "Dude, even when you're trying to be a hero, look at yourself."
Da Hao wanted to fight, but I held him back, "Don't believe me, bro?"

"I guarantee you'll protect your goddess." I patted Da Hao on the shoulder, stood on the goal line, and waved to Chen Chao.
As he started his run-up, I could tell he had a good foundation; it seemed he was going for a powerful shot.

I held my breath, imagining how I would kick it if I were him. At this distance, a powerful shot would be hard to defend, but if the ball wasn't controlled, it would easily fly away. He immediately took a shot. I guessed... a push to the bottom corner, left!
Although Chen Chao was arrogant, a good shooter's body will naturally make a choice. His run-up was to deceive me, and I deliberately stood to the side, leaving a relatively large opening on the left. Sure enough, he fell for it.
However, his ball was too fast; I almost couldn't reach it, and my left fingernail was broken by the ball. I put my left hand in my pocket and waved my right hand, signaling for another one.

Just then, the PE teacher arrived. "What are you doing instead of practicing? Aren't you Class 3 today? Go practice, Class 7, go back."

From that day on, I was pulled into the football team by Liu Jiayao, the self-proclaimed football manager, and played with a bunch of teammates who were beyond words. Fortunately, I had Dahao and Lin Shao working together, and we were lucky with the group assignments. The other classes weren't that great either. After the last semester's competition, we barely made it to the knockout stage. Next semester, the knockout stage will begin.

On the morning of the holiday, all the students assigned to clean had run away. Teacher Wang grabbed me, the class monitor, and forced me to do a major cleaning. Liu Hao, that kid, was using a roundabout tactic; he couldn't directly pursue Liu Jiayao. Lately, he'd been inseparable from her best friend, Chen Qian, taking her out to eat and play every day. He even relied on the test papers I showed him during exams—he

prioritized romance over friendship. I finished cleaning up the classroom by myself and was about to go back to the dorm to get my things for the station. As I stepped out, I almost bumped into Liu Jiayao.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. She had changed into casual clothes again, still wearing tight jeans, a white blouse with ruffles, and a light green long down jacket. She also had light makeup on.

"Do students in your city have changing rooms? Where do you change clothes?" I couldn't help but ask curiously.
"I have a key to Chen Qian's dorm." Liu Jiayao smiled, gently biting her lower lip. "Want to come check out the girls' dorm? It's a rare opportunity."

"You think I'm Liu Hao?"

I locked the door and headed towards the dorm. She followed me, chattering incessantly. I felt like she was the one who talked the most in front of me.

"Liu Hao is a bit of a lecher, a bit short, but he's a nice guy. Last time he treated Chen Qian and me to H?agen-Dazs and told us a lot about you." "

What did you hear? Don't listen to his nonsense." I went up the stairs, and she followed.

"All your stats, because we're all quite interested in you. You're handsome, just too serious, a bit cold." She paused. "But actually, you're quite gentle. Didn't you think about what would happen if you lost the bet with Chen Chao last time?"

"Miss, you made the bet, get it straight. Besides, if I lose, I lose. It has nothing to do with me anyway."

Liu Jiayao pretended to be angry, pouting. I opened the dorm door. Everyone was gone; there were hardly any people left in the entire dorm building.

"Your room is pretty clean. I thought boys' dorms were all pigsties."

"Those three are pigs. I cleaned it." I started tidying up the underwear and socks that were drying. "What are you trying to do? A lone man and a lone woman, aren't you afraid I'll molest you?"

She looked at my underwear and sized me up with ill intent. How could this girl be so shameless? Couldn't she have some self-respect?

"Liu Hao said you're not as big as him." Oh

my god, I threw my clothes on the bed. "What were you guys talking about? This is high school romance stuff."

"Pah, pah, pah, vulgar, shameless." Liu Jiayao finally blushed. "We were just curious about what boys think of girls, and you act like a saint." "

I'm vulgar, and you're even more promiscuous, talking about that kind of thing with men."

"You're the promiscuous one. Liu Hao said you have several hard drives full of AVs."

At that moment, I wanted to kill that beast. He completely abandoned his brother for a woman.

I pretended to grab Liu Jiayao, and she hurriedly covered her chest. "Don't come any closer! I'm still a virgin. If you touch me, you'll have to take responsibility. Besides, I'm underage, that's a crime!"

Watching her act so enthusiastically, I was both angry and amused. I was truly impressed.

"I also know you have a crush on your brother's girlfriend." I ignored her, and she started teasing me again. "You're working so hard because you want to go to Peking University to find her, right?"

I stopped what I was doing. "Yes, because I promised my brother I'd take good care of Sister Huixian."

Seeing my serious expression, Liu Jiayao sensed my displeasure. "You like mature women?"

She gestured a large circle in front of her chest. "What type is she?"

"Like you," I retorted. Liu Jiayao blushed. "Unfortunately, you're not my type. I like mature men, like my dad. My dad's pretty manly, isn't he?" "

You're a father complex. "

"Yeah, so what? It's a pity he's not my biological father." Seeing my surprised expression, Liu Jiayao smiled and said, "I've never met my dad because my mom had me out of wedlock."

Perhaps because she knew too much about me, she unconsciously revealed her own story.

"My stepfather only came when I graduated from elementary school." Her eyes welled up with tears. "Everyone called me a wild child when I was little, so my mom moved to this city after I graduated from elementary school."

"Hey, I've never met my mom either. She's Japanese." Seeing that she was about to cry, I interrupted her.
"We get along quite well. If we had met earlier, and I had set up my mom and your dad, you would be my little brother."
"What nonsense! I don't want a sister like you. A younger sister would be alright."

"Okay, okay, I'm not teasing you anymore. I need your help." She finally became serious.

"What is it?"

"I want you to be my model so I can take pictures."

It turns out Liu Jiayao likes photography and participated in a winter photography camp. She wanted to take pictures of me for her assignment. Looks like being handsome does have its advantages. I smoothed my hair, feeling a little smug. Then she added, "Liu Hao said you can do 60 pull-ups, 100 push-ups, and 120 sit-ups in a minute. I also think you have a good physique. Let's take some pictures that show some skin, otherwise it'll be too ordinary and hard to win an award."

Ordinary? Does she mean I'm not good-looking enough? I silently drew a little devil in my mind.

"Okay, just let me know a day in advance, and I'll come back."

"No need, our winter camp is at a hot spring resort not far from your house. You can go then."

As I was leaving, I watched her retreating figure and suddenly asked, "Hey, are you really a virgin?"

Liu Jiayao turned back and smiled at me, her cheeks flushed, and said, word by word, "I'm not telling you."
Honestly, girls are born to seduce.

I still had time before my long-distance bus home, so I found a music store near the station to buy some CDs to take back. Tired of browsing, I sat on the floor in a corner and listened, soon becoming immersed in the music.

"Hello? Mr. Lin?" Someone spoke, a voice I vaguely remembered, waking me from my musical reverie.
"It's me, Mr. Lin. What is it?" The voice was respectful.

"I understand. For the past three years, I've been waiting for your orders. She's very dependent on me. Okay, I'll arrange for Zixin to find an excuse to leave home tomorrow." "

I'll send you the specific progress."

The person hung up and left. I thought for a long time but still couldn't remember. I went to the bedside and saw him get into a silver Audi A6L, license plate ending in 997.

It was Liu Jiayao's father, the policeman. He was probably investigating a case. If he hadn't woken me up, I would have overslept and missed my train.

Liu Jiayao's winter camp was ultimately canceled. She said something had happened at home and called to tell me she wouldn't be coming.
"Are you feeling unwell?" I asked, hearing her slightly breathless voice on the other end of the phone.

"Nothing, I'll hang up now, um..." She hung up hurriedly.

She called again later, once to ask about my homework, and another time we chatted about anime. I felt like she was making conversation, or perhaps she was very nervous, her voice trembling slightly. But we didn't contact each other again after that. I sent her a few text messages, but she didn't reply. Oh well, I'll think about it when school starts.

A week before school started, Dahao came to my house to copy my homework. I gave him a good beating, and the bastard begged for mercy until he finally handed over his private treasure: a VIP account on a website called home.
"You motherfucker, looking at that stuff all day long, aren't you afraid of getting impotent?" I cursed at him as I typed in the username and password.
"Bro, why don't you stop watching? It's bad for your health."

"Get lost. I changed the password, it's mine now."

"Damn, don't!"

"Get away! You cut up my external hard drive last time, I haven't even settled the score with you yet. And you even told Liu Jiayao I'm not as big as you, I'll castrate you!"

Paid websites are really powerful, I even had to use a VPN to connect. I looked at the screen full of little windows and swallowed hard.

"Damn, this website is too ruthless, it should be blocked."

"It's overseas, we can't block it." Liu Hao squeezed behind me.

"Don't push, close the door, see if anyone's coming!"

He jumped off the bed, looked at the living room and the yard. My family has a farm, my dad usually doesn't come back, he lives in the office area, I live in a yard by myself, usually there's almost no one except the housekeeper who cooks and cleans.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Da Hao looked impatient.

"Don't masturbate in front of me. I'm warning you."

Clicking on the video, "Pure High School Girl's Winter Break Selfies," reveals a clear image that doesn't look like a candid shot. A girl's legs are covered in slippery, sticky fluid, and she's slowly rubbing them. Beneath her is a light green sheet, already quite wet in many places. The camera moves slowly, starting from her feet and working its way up, revealing a pair of smooth, bare legs—much better than those in AVs.

"Looking at her legs, this girl must be 170cm," I said.

"Damn, why does she need to be that tall? Chen Qian is just the right height," Da Hao clicked his tongue.

For some reason, I suddenly pictured Liu Jiayao in jeans; her legs probably couldn't be worse than this girl's.

"Hey, Awei, don't you think these legs look like Liu Jiayao's?" Da Hao said dreamily.

"When did you see her feet?"

"You forgot about that soccer game, the one where you bet with Chen Chao from Class 7? And the New Year's party, you weren't there, Liu Jiayao was wearing a skirt, she looked so pretty."

"Stop talking nonsense, look quietly."

At this moment, a piece of underwear belonging to the girl on the bed came into the frame, light green with a lace trim. My heart skipped a beat. That time in the woods in the summer, Liu Jiayao's shirt was wet, and the underwear that was showing looked a lot like this.

The camera continued to rise, and the girl was wearing panties that matched her bra, light green with lace trim.

"Ah, um..."

She let out a moan, one hand sliding down her slender waist, her nails neatly trimmed and polished, painted with pink nail polish, except for her middle finger.

"Ah... Daddy..."

That soul-stirring voice came from the speakers, the filming equipment was very high-end, you could even hear the sound of water being stirred by the fingers somewhere on her body.

"Wow, if only it were Liu Jiayao." Da Hao's mouth was watering.

My blood rushed to my head, making me dizzy. I couldn't distinguish between reality and memory. It seemed like when Liu Jiayao called me, she also whispered in this tone, "Wait... don't do it anymore... Daddy."

The girl in the video slowly pulled down her only light green panties, her right hand caressing her firm thighs without any cover, reaching the overflowing valley. Her private parts were so beautiful. Although I had never seen a real woman's private parts, I had watched hundreds and thousands of videos with Da Hao over the years, but none of them were as perfect as hers.

Every fold, every pubic hair, was just right. Her fingers traced the two pink petals, picking up the glistening silk, and I heard her shy panting in my ear. I felt like I was about to lose control. My cheeks were burning hot, and Da Hao's pants were already showing wet patches.

The girl's fingers on the screen parted the pair of fleshy petals that were even more vibrant with blood, and slid inside.
"Mmm~, Daddy..." she groaned. Suddenly, there was the sound of a door opening.

Dahao and I jumped in fright, quickly turning off the screen and looking back. The door was closed properly, and we realized it was from the video.

The girl was frantically wiping herself with a flyer, forgetting to adjust the camera angle; I saw her profile.

"Damn, Liu Jiayao," Dahao and I exchanged a glance and said in unison.
[The End]

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