【Daughter's Charm】(3-4)

(3)
I took the train from home and traveled for half a day before arriving. I made a phone call at the train station, and Tingting
exclaimed with delight, "Dad, you've arrived?"
Tingting's voice had become very sweet, and she even spoke Mandarin, which made me, her father, feel a little
unfamiliar.
"I just got off the train."
"Then wait for me there and I'll come pick you up." After hanging up, I looked at the long lines of cars and the towering
buildings on the street, feeling a little lost. There, I lost my way for the first time, not knowing which way was north, south, east, or
west.
I bought a pack of cigarettes at a roadside stall, smoked one, and watched the smoke rings slowly rise into the sky. I lost
the leisure and confidence I had in my rural life.
"Uncle, do you need a place to stay?"
A plump woman came up and asked in a low voice.
"No."
I quickly left.
"We have mattresses, and they're very cheap."
She blinked and smiled at me. Seeing her ill intentions, I kept my distance. The fat woman
looked at me strangely and muttered, "Old-fashioned."
Feeling contemptuous, I felt humiliated and was about to retort when I heard that familiar voice.
"Dad..." Tingting waved from afar, her bright smile making me feel as if
I had encountered a ship on the high seas.
"Tingting..." I wanted to grab her hand, but then I realized that she was with a young man.
"Uncle, let me carry it."
The boy eagerly took the suitcase from my hands. I glanced at Tingting noncommittally.
"My classmate."
Tingting gave a brief introduction and then started asking me a barrage of questions.
Looking at Tingting in her floral dress, her slender figure and full, upright posture, she had long since shed her rural air
, and I felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
"Is Mom alright?"
Tingting asked cautiously when she saw my silence.
"Still the same as before, but I'm still in good spirits."
Tingting pursed her lips and hailed a taxi.
"Dad, why don't you stay here a few more days?"
"No, I'll just take a look and leave."
"Uncle, it's not easy for you to come all this way. When I don't have classes, I can take you out for a walk."
The boy was so attentive that I knew about his relationship with Tingting, and 　　I felt a little disappointed.
(4)
I originally wanted to take the afternoon bus back, but Tingting wouldn't let me leave. She looked at me with teary eyes, which made me feel bad. 　　"Dad—I don't know anyone here, can't you stay with me a little longer?" 　　Seeing how pitiful Tingting looked, I couldn't refuse, so I let her carry her luggage into 　　the hotel next to the school. 　　"Zijian, could you please buy my dad a set of toiletries?" 　　The room was simple, but it was clean and tidy. 　　The boy obediently closed the door and went out. 　　"Dad..." Tingting hugged my waist affectionately and pressed her face against mine. That warmth and 　　romance was what I had been longing for for many days. 　　I hugged Tingting tightly, eager to know what changes had occurred in my daughter since she started university. 　　"Tingting, are you settling in well here?" 　　"Mmm." 　　Tingting nodded obediently, "It's just that my studies are a bit stressful, but I'll try my best." 　　"Mmm, Dad knows you won't." 　　"Dad..." Tingting hugged me tightly, seemingly wanting more affection, and leaned her soft body against me. 　　"Silly girl—your classmates will laugh at you when they come later." 　　"No." 　　Tingting moved even closer to me; I could feel the heat emanating from her breasts. 　　"Didn't Dad tell you that we're father and daughter from now on?" 　　"No!" 　　Tingting pouted, rubbing her face against mine, a strange emotion swirling between us. 　　"You're a university student now; you should know your relationship with your father." 　　I pinched my daughter's rosy cheek. "Is that boy your boyfriend?" 　　The moment I saw that boy, a bittersweet feeling welled up inside me. 　　"No, that's not it." 　　Tingting's face flushed slightly as she hesitated before speaking. "He's our class monitor." 　　"Little girl!" 　　I lovingly pinched the corner of my daughter's mouth, and thinking of those intimate days and nights, my heart ached. 　　"Really!" 　　Tingting looked up as if to confirm, "But he has a special fondness for me." 　　Afraid that my daughter was overthinking things and affecting her future happiness, I quickly said, "Then you must seize the opportunity and find 　　Dad a good son-in-law." 　　"Bad Dad," 　　Tingting scolded me, "No way, I want you to be my son-in-law." 　　She hugged me. 　　"What nonsense..." I teased her, afraid that Tingting wouldn't be able to break free from that vicious cycle, "Men should marry when they grow up, and women should 　　marry when they grow up. Can you stay at home forever?" 　　"Forever." 　　Tingting nestled obediently against my back, "I want you to love me forever." 　　My heart warmed. How could I not wish for that? But facing my own daughter, how could this world allow 　　a father to be with his own daughter forever? 　　"Tingting..." I didn't know how to comfort her, and deep down I didn't want to either, so I just made up some excuses 　　, "Dad doesn't want to hold you back. You're grown up now, you should have someone to settle down with." 　　Tingting looked at me with wide eyes, then suddenly her nose stung and tears streamed down her face. "You—you just— 　　don't want me." 　　I looked at her anxiously, trying to find a reason to comfort her, but just then, there was 　　a knock on the door. 　　"Come in!" 　　Tingting stood up and tidied her hair. 　　The boy named Zijian came running up, panting. "Tingting, why don't you ask for leave from your afternoon classes?" 　　He saw the tears on Tingting's face and looked her up and down suspiciously.

Tingting wiped away her tears. "No." She took the things the boy had bought and put them away. "Dad, you
must be tired from your journey. Rest here for a while, I'll come back after class."
Looking at Tingting with her short hair and youthful, vibrant appearance, she had shed
the rustic air of a country girl. I felt a pang of inferiority.
"Don't miss your class."
That was all I could say as her father.
Watching them walk out of the hotel together, I regretted coming.

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