Daughter, I love you

I still vividly remember my beautiful wife, fourteen years ago, her face pale on the hospital bed after giving birth to Jia Yi.

"Mingxiang… I think I'm not going to make it…"

she said weakly, holding the newborn Jia Yi, still streaked with blood.

Beside her, I was already crying uselessly, clutching my wife's hand tightly, not caring whether the tears or snot streaming down my face; in short, it was a complete mess. "

You won't, you won't! Didn't you promise to take Jia Yi and me to Zhiben, to let him soak in your favorite hot springs with you?!" "I'm sorry… Mingxiang, it seems I… can't keep that promise…"

she said with difficulty, her eyelids drooping.

I took a deep breath, grabbed the nurse who had been standing behind me for a long time, and shouted: "You must have a way to save her, you must!! Think of a way, please!" The nurse was stunned by my impulsiveness and helplessly called to the doctor standing nearby.

However, the doctor didn't stop me. He just placed his hand on my shoulder and said, "Mr. Liu... I understand your pain. Please calm down..."

Calm down? How dare you tell me to calm down?! I yelled angrily, shoving the nurse away and running back to the bedside: "Ling, don't sleep! You absolutely can't fall asleep!!" "Mingxiang... I'm so tired... so very tired..." she said. I could clearly feel—the flame of my beautiful wife's life was slowly dying out.

"Ling, Ling! Don't leave me!" My eyes were already blurred with tears, but I dared not wipe them away, because I was truly terrified of my wife leaving before my eyes.

"Xiang... promise me one thing..."

"Tell me, tell me! I'll promise you anything, please... don't leave me...

Keep Jiayi smiling... just like... you do for me..."

"I promise you! I promise you... don't close your eyes! Ling, Ling!" I felt his hand gradually losing strength, his fingers loosening weakly, and I too fell into the abyss of despair...

"Ling, answer me, please..."

I gently shook her body, hoping for even the slightest response.

But I didn't get that sliver of hope I wanted.

I could only cry, cry and cry, letting tears stream down my face and snot drip into my mouth.

"Mr. Liu, please accept my condolences..."

The doctor patted my shoulder, looked at the flat electrocardiogram, and sighed. "

Are you even qualified to be a doctor?" I yelled. I grabbed the doctor angrily and punched him hard in the face, knocking him to the side and spitting out two or three teeth I had broken.

Just then, my sister burst into the room and grabbed me: "Brother! What are you doing?! Don't do this! Don't stop me, let go! Brother, brother! Haven't you had enough?!" Suddenly, a powerful impact, accompanied by a deafening roar, slammed into my face. My vision blurred, I spun twice, and rolled to the ground, knocking over several pieces of medical equipment.

I touched my swollen cheek, glaring at my furious father. "

Calm down! How old are you? Are you trying to escalate this?" I sat on the ground, seething with anger, wiping away my tears as I thought of my wife's face before her death. "

I'm sorry, son was ignorant. I'll reimburse you and your hospital for the compensation."

My father bowed to the doctor, who stood up, but simply shook his head with a frown…

However, from that moment on, the suffering began…

After that incident, the hospital sued me. Although I only had to pay some money thanks to the victim's understanding, the psychological trauma was difficult to heal.

I skipped many weeks of work. My supervisor, aware of my predicament, simply took on a lot of work for me, allowing me to rest at home.

But this is only a temporary measure; I still have to face the same unchanging life—I know that very well.

However, I really have no energy right now. I even left my daughter with my parents to raise; I don't want to take on any responsibilities as a father, and I find getting sunlight too much trouble.

So, I simply quit my job, feeling very sorry for my supervisor, and am barely surviving on my meager savings.

Eight years have passed quietly like this… but these eight years feel like a lifetime.

Life is truly meaningless; why should I continue living like this?
[Character i] Ring…
The phone beside me rang. I glanced at it, ignored it, and continued to huddle in the corner of the roughly five-square-meter room.

This was the sixth call, coming quickly and urgently, ringing again immediately after being hung up.

I didn't care what was so urgent; even if the world were about to end, I would just consider it a given.

Ring…

This is the seventh call… Don't the people calling get annoyed? I just want to live out the rest of my life like this... Anyway, once my existence is completely gone, I'll have no motivation to continue living.

Even the landlord downstairs is hoping I die soon.

...The mailbox overflowing with complaint letters and rent reminders tells me that.

Ring...

The eighth call.

I simply unplugged the phone, returning to my dark space all to myself.

The noisy sound finally stopped, never to ring again, never to disturb my long-dead soul.

Ring...

Huh? Didn't I unplug the phone a long time ago? Why is it ringing again? I slowly raised my head, and after confirming that I had indeed unplugged the phone, I shrank back into the corner.

It must be my imagination... Knock

knock knock...

Damn stupid son, open the door right now!! That's Dad's voice... Looks like trouble has really gotten to the family.

Please, don't bother me... Just let me leave like this, I won't disturb anyone...

Your daughter is already eight years old, eight years old! Do you want to turn her into an orphan on the street? "After Huiling left, you just threw away all the things she left behind?!" Hearing this, images of Ling's every smile and the happy days we spent together flashed through my mind, and tears started falling uncontrollably again.

I don't care anymore.

What kind of father abandons his daughter to her parents? I'm leaving first, so you can just let your daughter be buried here with me! Not long after, the sound of a car starting up urgently came from downstairs.

I never thought my dad would be so heartless, just leaving his granddaughter here like this.

So... troublesome.

Should I go and see her? Anyway, there are so many abandoned children in the world, and the landlord will definitely take Jiayi to a shelter after seeing her.

Jiayi... Jiayi...? Let Jiayi... keep smiling... just like... you did for me...

Ling...

Remembering my promise to Huiling, I sighed deeply, wiped away my tears, and turned on the light (I hadn't turned on the fluorescent light again for four years). The sudden brightness took my eyes a while to adjust.

Through the crack in the door, I could vaguely see a small figure sitting in front.

Just as I was about to open the door, I suddenly saw a disheveled man with lifeless eyes in the mirror hanging on the door.

Touching my own hair, I could hardly believe that this was me.

Looking back at the room, there were empty bottles, instant noodle bowls, and empty cans everywhere, and a foul stench emanated from it.

Oh well… I guess I'll just have to continue living like this after I settle Jiayi down…

With this thought in mind, I reluctantly and slowly opened the door.

The little girl outside had a fair face and fair skin, which looked even more translucent under the fluorescent light above, and I stared at her for a while.

However, what really piqued my interest and made me stop and even squint to examine her closely was her little face.

That oval-shaped round face, big eyes, long, flowing, slightly brown hair, and a light green dress… she looked exactly like a miniature Huiling…

Mom and Dad…did they do this to Jia Yi on purpose? Thinking back, a lump formed in my throat, but my pride forced me back my tears.

Jia Yi, seeing my state, seemed terrified.

She just stood there blankly at the door, clutching her teddy bear tightly, her eyes fixed on me.

Only then did I realize how awful I looked.

"Jia Yi…?" I called softly.

I had intended to use a cold tone, so she wouldn't feel anything for me, making it easier to send her to the shelter and get rid of this trouble; however, I hadn't expected that these two simple words would come out so tenderly that even I felt nauseous, not even as tender as when I spoke to Hui Ling.

"Dad…Dad…?" Jia Yi tentatively called out, her voice filled with undisguised fear, bringing back the composure I had intended.

However, I also knew that taking Jiayi to the shelter like this might lead to her being arrested as a child abductor, causing even more trouble. "

Go inside and sit down for a bit. Daddy will take you somewhere in a bit."

After saying this, I finally regained my usual indifference.

"Oh...oh..."

Jiayi was actually very obedient and compliant.

After responding, she stepped into the room, but frowned.

"Daddy...stinky..."

Jiayi seemed unable to bear the stench, putting down her teddy bear, pinching her nose, and fanning herself with her other little hand.

This reaction was exactly what I expected, so I simply went into the bathroom, picked up my long-unused razor, and began to groom my neglected face. "

Oh, that's okay, we're leaving soon anyway.

" I said coldly, splashing water on my face.

"Daddy...where are we going?" Jiayi's voice came from the living room, making me think to myself: Why is this little brat asking so many questions? "Go somewhere with lots of kids who will play with you."

I regretted saying that as soon as I said it.

The razor hadn't been used in ages, and the blade was dull. I accidentally cut myself, and it looked like I'd bled quite a bit.

I frowned, picked up the replacement blades, but found they were almost rusted too. I had to grit my teeth and continue using the dull razor.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of plastic bags coming from the living room. I wondered what that kid was doing.

Even though my room was full of trash, there wasn't a place where I couldn't find a seat.

Oh well… there wasn't anything important anyway. The only important thing was Huiling's picture on my computer.

After shaving, quite a while had passed, and I was covered in cuts and even blood was dripping from my chin.

But nothing hurt as much as the wound in my heart from losing Huiling, so I just let it drip.

Next… time to deal with my hair.

Just as I was about to turn on the shower, Jia Yi suddenly appeared from the bathroom doorway. She was struggling to drag a large bag towards the door, seemingly playing some game.

She was sweating profusely, and her clothes were half-soaked.

Was this necessary...? Come to think of it... do I even have such a large bag in my room? I thought to myself as I rinsed my hair.

But I quickly realized I was too lazy to think, and I had forgotten a lot of common sense, even showing signs of early-onset dementia.

Ugh... the water on my wound really hurts.

Ah! Dad, why is it so red? This little brat... what stupid question is she asking

now? My eyes are so watery I can't open them, and I have no idea what Jia Yi is doing.

Dad is washing his hair, you go play first, we'll talk later.

Dad... can I help? ...Sure.

...Whatever.

Because some water mixed with blood got into my eyes, the pain from the wound on my face and the pain in my eyes made it impossible for me to open them.

To be honest, it's a bit difficult for me to wash my hair, but if this little one wants to help, I might as well let her try.

Anyway, no matter how bad it gets, it won't affect my plans.

A pair of soft, warm little hands touched the lower edge of my face, accidentally brushing against my wound, making me wince. She seemed to realize this

and quickly moved away, carefully pressing down on the uninjured part of my chin.

I knew this was because she wasn't tall enough to reach my head, so I simply sat down so she could wash it properly.

"Daddy…you're so hurt…does it hurt?" This question made me sneer.

Is there any pain more painful than the wound in my heart? Although Huiling is gone, I don't blame her; but Huiling died in childbirth because of complications, that's an unchangeable fact.

"It's okay, hurry up and wash."

"Oh…okay…".

She gently washed my greasy hair, hair that even I found sticky and repulsive, yet she showed no sign of resistance. It reminded me of when Huiling and I used to shower together, and she would always wash my hair in the same way.

Could this habit be hereditary? Gradually, her hand touched my cheek, her soft, warm little hand stirring my heart. I couldn't help but gently grasp her hand, mistaking it for Huiling's, and quietly kissed it.

Jiayi, though startled by my action, didn't stop rinsing.

Soon, my hair was almost washed, and I found a towel to dry my face before opening my eyes.

Seeing Jiayi staring at me with wide eyes, as if she'd seen something strange, made me uncomfortable. I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Does your father look strange?" Jiayi quickly looked away, like a child caught doing something wrong, and replied in a barely audible voice, "No… it's just that Dad has so many scars on his face…"

"Dad, do you want to put some medicine on?" "Wait a minute."

The wound from the razor blade cut had been washed away by the water, but it started bleeding again after a short while. I also felt that this wasn't quite right.

However, at this moment, I couldn't help but shift my gaze back to Jiayi.

This little rascal is really a little rascal. It's one thing that she's already covered in sweat, but she can get soaked just by washing my hair. Doesn't she even know how to wash her own hair? However, although she's only eight years old, I could see from her clothes, which clung to her body because of the wetness, that her chest and waist were already starting to take shape. Although she was still in her budding stage, it was clear that when she grew up, she would definitely surpass her mother in beauty.

I shook my head. I didn't even understand why I had these thoughts, let alone that they were completely meaningless.

Back in my room, I looked at my room in surprise.

The table, which had been piled with instant noodles and wine glasses, was now spotless, the trash on the floor had been cleared away, and even the clock on the wall was sparkling clean.

The large bag piled up by the door must have been my spoils from earlier, which also reduced the odor considerably.

"Um... Dad... can I take a shower before going out?" "Whatever."

I said casually, sitting back down and hastily bandaging my wound.

After bandaging it, I turned on the TV out of boredom, only to find that channel four had been cut off long ago due to unpaid bills, so I had to turn it off.

Just then, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.

When I turned my gaze to the computer, hoping to pass the time with photos, I was shocked to find that Huiling's picture was missing! And I searched high and low for a long time but couldn't find it!! "Jiayi! Where did you take Mom's picture from the computer?!" I impulsively slammed the bathroom door open, startling Jiayi.

Although only eight years old, she was very aware of the differences between boys and girls, quickly covering herself and turning around to look at me in surprise.

But I didn't notice this at all when I saw this daughter I'd never met before; I just glared at her angrily.

"That's... Mom's picture?" I... I put it on the right wall.

I turned around and saw Huiling's picture quietly on the wall, smiling at me, though it was a little low because Jiayi wasn't tall enough.

I'd unintentionally overlooked it.

"Um, Dad... could you... please leave?" Only then did I realize my lapse in composure, but even after realizing my embarrassment, I couldn't bring myself to say anything more: "What, is it shameful for Dad to see your body?" "Yes... no... but..."

Jiayi stammered, but I interrupted her before she could finish. "

What's there to be ashamed of? Didn't Grandpa and Grandma teach you to close the door when you take a bath?" My tone grew harsher, but I immediately regretted it; this wasn't a good example. "

But... the bathroom door... is broken."

I looked at the lock; sure enough, due to prolonged dampness, even the lock was quite rusted.

I just slammed my hand down hard, and the door lock came off.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say. Faced with this eight-year-old brat, I, a man over thirty, was speechless. I could only utter an "oh" and awkwardly leave the bathroom.

But not long after I left, a scream rang out, and Jia Yi, completely naked, rushed out and threw herself into my arms.

I frowned, trying to push her away, but I couldn't; her strength was incredible. "

What are you doing? What's going on?! Daddy… there's… a cockroach!" Damn! A cockroach scares you like this? How old are you? I watched as a dark thing flew out of the bathroom and stuck to the wall, and Jia Yi's scream grew louder and louder, becoming incredibly jarring.

I angrily pushed her away and grabbed the dictionary from the table, smashing it heavily onto the cockroach.

"It's dead, okay?" I wiped the stains on the wall with toilet paper and threw it into the trash can.

Turning around, I found Jiayi sitting on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably, seemingly forgetting she wasn't dressed.

Looking at her developing body, her slightly protruding breasts, and her still hairless pubic area, a long-accumulated desire slowly overflowed, and a certain part of me underwent a strange change.

Damn it, that's my daughter! What am I thinking? I slapped myself hard. "

Daddy, why… are you always so mean to me… Waaah…"

For a moment, I didn't know what to say. I was about to turn away and let her continue crying when, to my dismay, I met Huiling's gentle gaze.

Instantly, my mind went blank.

What… did I do? Did I make Jiayi cry? …Cry…? Just then, Huiling's weak words flashed through my mind again. "

Make Jiayi… keep smiling… just like… you do to me…."

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──I'm fucking damn it! What have I done?! Didn't I promise Huiling? Why am I still treating Jiayi like a burden? Thinking of this, I slapped myself twice more, so hard that I felt dizzy and my cheeks burned.

Finally realizing my mistake, I found my tears starting to fall again. I gently held Jia Yi, who was still crying, letting her tears soak my dirty clothes, and my tears dripped onto her shoulders and still-wet hair. "

Jia Yi… Daddy's sorry… I'm so sorry."

I gently stroked her hair and kissed her forehead.

I didn't stop the tears from falling, and at the same time, I understood why I had the motivation to continue clinging to life.

Because all of this was to fulfill Hui Ling's wish.

"Daddy, Daddy… Waaaah…"

Jia Yi continued to cry, but she gripped my clothes tighter and tighter.

Her little hands were so strong, so full of life, so hopeful.

This is my past with my daughter, although I still can't forget the pain of Hui Ling's death.

But my daughter and I have been able to forget the estrangement of the past eight years and accept each other.

Jiayi is truly perfect at handling housework; perhaps it's because her parents' parenting style is so effective.

She always cleans up the mess I make without complaint, and greets me when I come home with the warmest, most welcoming smile.

Although she's only eight, she's very sensible; because I'm back at work and can't pick her up from school, she understands and doesn't blame me, always filling me with a different kind of happiness.

Even so, I still can't smile when I'm with Jiayi; whenever I see her tender face, I can't help but think of the past. "

Dad, why don't you smile?" Jiayi is growing up and starting to prepare for her middle school entrance exams.

She's very proactive and mature, always worried that I might be distracted by her studies.

Yet now, as she rummages through her schoolbag, she looks at me and asks, "

Me? ...I am smiling, look."

I put down my work, looked away from the screen, and tried to force a smile for her, but it was a guilty smile and must have looked awful. "

Daddy's lying, Daddy's not really smiling."

Jia Yi pouted, looking incredibly cute, which stirred within me an urge to pick her up and kiss her all over.

But after what happened before, I've been trying hard to suppress that wicked, deep-seated desire, afraid to do anything out of line.

Heh… I can't help it, Daddy has a lot on his plate, so he's often exhausted…

Before I could finish my carefully crafted lie, Jia Yi innocently and unvarnishedly exposed it. "

Daddy, are you thinking about Mommy? Grandma said you really, really love Mommy."

Jia Yi said, sitting beside me.

"Hmm…yes."

I stroked her head, a wave of sadness washing over me.

But in front of my child, I couldn't easily show my vulnerable side. "

Daddy, if you want to cry, you can cry in Jia Yi's arms!" "Just like when I was bullied by my classmates last time,"

Jiayi said.

Hearing this, a warm feeling welled up inside me again...
Character ii [Sublimation]
After Jiayi entered fifth grade, her classmates all knew that her mother had passed away, so they used this as a topic to bully her.

However, she didn't tell me about her sadness; she just bore that immense grief with her small body.

Until one day, I had a day off and wanted to surprise her by picking her up from school. Unfortunately, I happened to see that group of kids surrounding Jiayi, hurling insults at her with vile language.

I was furious and yelled at them, which escalated the situation, even getting the school involved.

Originally, the other parents wanted to sue me on trumped-up charges, but I countered by accusing them of public insult and assault, warning them of legally defined offenses, and the matter gradually calmed down.

But Jia Yi's heart was already wounded at that moment, making me feel incredibly guilty. All I could say to her was, "Jia Yi, if you want to cry, you can cry in Daddy's arms. Daddy will definitely protect you."

Hearing those words now, in different scenarios and with the roles reversed, always feels a little strange.

But Jia Yi didn't consider my perspective and pulled my head to her shoulder.

Although she's quite tall for her age, she still only reaches my chest. Pressing my head down made my neck a little uncomfortable, but leaning on her shoulder, the warmth, the affection, and the scent that permeated my senses—the same scent as Hui Ling's—gave me a sense of peace.

My eyes welled up with tears instantly, and I didn't want to try to stop them.

I could only hug Jia Yi tightly, pressing my cheek against hers to hide my unsightly face… "

Daddy, can you tell me about Mommy?" Jia Yi asked, gently patting my back with her little hand.

Hmm… your mother is very gentle… I’ve never argued with her since we got together, and your mother… (omitted).

If this were to continue, it would go on for more than one or two chapters.

I talked a lot about our past life, and Jia Yi didn’t ask any questions or interrupt me from beginning to end, just listened quietly…

It feels so good to share my lover’s story with the person I love… especially when we both love her at the same time.

Actually, when Dad first saw you, he felt that you really looked like your mother. Dad was afraid of being sad, so he originally planned to send you away.

I talked about Hui Ling and me for a long time… In the end, I decided to bravely admit my initial mistake. I wiped away my tears and waited for my daughter’s sad rebuke.

However, I didn’t expect Jia Yi to be so mature. Faced with my words, she just smiled and shook her head, and kissed me on the cheek: I won’t blame Dad, I love Dad the most.

At that time, I didn’t realize how dangerous Jia Yi’s words were, I just smiled bitterly and pinched her cheek.

Time flies, and Jiayi proved her academic excellence, gaining admission to one of the top junior high schools in Kaohsiung. She

also became increasingly adept at navigating relationships with classmates, and her mature and composed demeanor earned her the respect of many students, even surprising her homeroom teacher.

Once, her teacher invited parents to a teaching observation session, praising Jiayi highly, which brought me considerable honor.

However, in terms of family circumstances, I couldn't be a role model for every parent. After all, Jiayi lacked a mother, and her mindset was slightly skewed.

The absence of maternal love prevented her from understanding the appropriate reactions to having a mother.

Moreover, most of the parents attending the observation session were mothers, making me feel somewhat out of place.

Following the observation, there were the usual one-on-one meetings, the most effective way to understand a student's family situation; this was expected, and I had cleared my entire day for it.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Liu?" "Hello, as you probably already know, I am Jiayi's homeroom teacher—Lin Huacen."

A middle-aged woman, who looked to be over 40, adjusted her black-rimmed glasses and gently placed her other hand on Jia Yi's shoulder, saying in a friendly manner, "

Hello, please don't be so formal. A simple address is enough. Jia Yi will need your help for the next three years."

I extended my right hand in return.

After shaking hands with me, Ms. Lin ushered Jia Yi out of the office and then suddenly said directly to me, "Mr. Liu, since that's the case, I won't bother with formalities."

We are both educated people, so I got straight to the point; although Jia Yi has just started school, her attitude towards learning has surprised me greatly, and her thoughtfulness and attentiveness reveal the effectiveness of her parents' educational methods—even my own child is inferior.

Hearing this, my nose naturally perked up again, even though my parents were the ones who truly shaped her personality.

Just as I was about to thank her, the teacher added, "However, regarding the essay from last term: 'My Future Career,' does Mr. Liu know what that child wrote?" I apologize for this, because I've been too busy with work, and the child rarely has a chance to mention school to me at home.

I gave an embarrassed, wry smile. "

Hmm… I heard your family situation is rather unique, so strictly speaking, it's not your fault; however, Mr. Liu, as a mentor, I have an obligation to tell you that the child's thoughts are somewhat unusual." "

Teacher Lin, there's no need to beat around the bush. I won't blame Jiayi for her performance at school."

Hearing this, Teacher Lin walked to her desk, took a stack of densely written manuscript paper from her drawer, and gently placed it in front of me.

I looked at the title, and a smile welled up in my heart: So this little devil's mind isn't fully mature yet. "

Teacher Lin, isn't every girl's dream to become a happy bride?" I think Jiayi's writing wasn't wrong.

But the problem isn't there; please look at the text on the second page.

Seemingly remembering the problem, Teacher Lin took off her glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose.

Puzzled, I frowned and carefully pulled out the second sheet of paper.

I saw Teacher Lin meticulously underlining key paragraphs in red, but I was deeply shocked after reading the text with the red lines. "

My dream is to marry someone like my father, preferably my father himself."

My eyes swept across the second paragraph. "

My father's deep affection for my mother is something I've felt since I was very young.

I've heard I look a lot like my mother, and they hope I can give birth to a child for my father, to fill the void of happiness he lost in my mother's place.

My father is the best to me.

Although he's often very busy with work, I'm not sad because I know he loves me too; in his heart, besides my mother, there's only me."

As I read on, these shocking words had unknowingly filled two articles.

However, what shocked me even more was the content of the last article. "

As I grow up, will my body become more and more like my mother's?" I long to give my body to my father someday, hoping he'll be happy.

Mr. Liu, do you know what the problem is? This…this can't just be a child's wild imagination, can it? I casually brushed it off.

However, as these essays revealed their feelings, I gradually recalled Jiayi's recent strange behavior.

Indeed, in terms of father and daughter, Jiayi's recent behavior seemed a bit inappropriate; normal children know in elementary school that they shouldn't show their bodies to others casually, but Jiayi seemed to be doing it intentionally, often making seductive gestures in front of me that only mature women would do, forcing me to suppress my growing desires by constantly working.

I wish I could do the same.

In short, this concerns a child's thoughts, I hope you'll pay more attention.

Teacher Lin tidied up the stack of essays and put them back in her drawer.

However, at that moment, I don't know why, I suddenly felt guilty.

Teacher Lin, I hope you can keep this a secret. I don't want Jiayi to be treated differently because of this.

I said seriously.

I know, I promise I won't make Jiayi sad.

To be honest, I feel that Teacher Lin has the kind of personality that makes people feel at ease; whatever she says, she will definitely do.

Dad, what did the teacher say to you? Stepping outside, I saw Jiayi sitting bored on a low chair, kicking her feet.

I patted her head and forced a smile, saying, "Nothing, the teacher said you're very good and wants me to spend more time with you.

So Dad has decided to take you to the beach this Saturday, okay?" Wow, really? Dad is the best! It seems this trick worked as expected; Jiayi smiled, dispelling my unease.

However, this was just the beginning of a real nightmare.
Character iii [Wish]
The weekend arrived in the blink of an eye. I took two days off from work, drove my car, and took Jiayi, some toiletries, and other necessities to Eluanbi.

It was a relatively remote beach, far from the crowds, so there was much less trash than in bustling places, allowing Jiayi to freely walk on the fine sand without worrying about getting hurt.

At first, Jia Yi was hesitant to come out of the guesthouse after changing into her swimsuit, and I practically dragged her out at sunset; I didn't want her to miss the sunset at the beach.

But when I saw Jia Yi's outfit, I was stunned for a moment.

It turned out she had secretly gone out with her friends and bought a swimsuit with her allowance—a two-piece swimsuit with a cute little skirt. She looked like a little princess in it, which made me jokingly whistle, and Jia Yi blushed with embarrassment.

Looking at the rising tide, it was quite dangerous to swim now, so I laid out a rubber mat and leaned against Jia Yi, watching the orange-red sun. "

Dad still isn't smiling,"

Jia Yi said, pouting at me.

Although she's grown up and lost some of her cuteness, I still found her expression quite beautiful and charming in the sunlight. "

I'm not.

Dad's happy to be out with Jia Yi."

Although I said that, my heart was still mostly occupied by Hui Ling.

That's just my personality; memories, whether beautiful or painful, are hard to forget, so I can only hide them like this. "

Really? Well, Dad, um… I've always had a wish. "

Jia Yi suddenly grabbed my hand and said.

"What wish? What do you want to buy? Dad will grant you anything."

I looked at Jia Yi, waiting for her next words.

But Jia Yi just looked at me and shook her head, not saying another word, her bright eyes sparkling.

Suddenly, I remembered the article Jia Yi had read a few days ago, and a sense of crisis rose within me, and I began to deeply regret what I had just said.

But just then, a voice abruptly cut in between us. "

Hey, hey, old cow eating young grass, huh? This old man and his young lover are being so lovey-dovey here, it's uncomfortable to watch!" I turned around and saw three stylishly dressed young people standing behind me, about seventeen or eighteen years old, their flirtatious smiles making me frown.

"Excuse me, did I disturb you?" I said calmly.

The sudden appearance of the three men startled Jia Yi, who quickly hid behind me.

The leader of the three young men walked towards me, looked at Jia Yi, and said, "Hey pretty girl, what's so great about being with this old man? Come out with us! I'll take you to lots of fun places."

Aren't these three's lines a bit too cliché...? Besides, I'm only in my early thirties. Many of my younger colleagues at work call me "Young Master" in private; is it really necessary to call me "Old Man"? I looked at the three delinquents. They didn't seem to work out regularly; they were all skinny as skewers. When I stood up, I was half a head taller than the tallest one, so they posed no threat to me. "

You old codger, what are you thinking?" the young man on the right said menacingly, seemingly believing they had the upper hand because of their numbers. "

I'm just seeing if you're good enough for my daughter."

"But just that one sentence is enough to get me fired."

I said sarcastically, looking at him. "

So she's your daughter? How old is she?"

"She's not even 15 yet," the young man leading the group said.

I quietly pulled Jiayi back two steps, creating some distance between us. "

Damn, she's only 14? She's already as pretty as a model!" the young man on the right said, his tactless remark making me frown again. "

Jiayi, would you want to go with these lousy people?" Although I already knew the answer, I still asked deliberately.

"No… I want to stay with Daddy."

Jiayi was stunned by the scene and could only timidly give me a satisfactory answer.

"Damn it, old man, are you looking for death? Saying I'm unskilled?" the young man cursed.

I ignored him and started picking up the plastic mat and the things on the ground.

"Fuck you, ignoring me!" Unexpectedly, at that moment, the young man punched me in the face without saying a word. I took the punch, grunted, and immediately grabbed his arm.

"Dad!" Jia Yi cried out worriedly.

However, I had already suffered this kind of pain when I was in the army.

That young man's strength was not even as great as my sergeant's back then. I was beaten up by my sergeant major until I was discharged.

I gripped his hand tightly, twisted it, and the young man cried out in pain.

"Damn it! Let go! You fucking let go—!" This is just a warning. If it goes any further, don't blame me for being impolite.

I touched my punched face with my other hand and released his hand, saying.

"Damn it, kill this old bastard!" I don't know whose order it was, but the three men suddenly swarmed me, attacking me with chaotic punches and kicks.

However, what strength could those three people, so thin, possibly have? To me, they were nothing more than a slow-motion replay.

I dodged one of their punches, leaned in with my shoulder, and landed a heavy blow to his stomach. He was already crouching on the ground, coughing violently. Another tried to kick me in the waist from behind, but I grabbed his foot, lifted him up, and threw him aside. The last one, seeing the situation was turning against him, uttered a few harsh words and fled.

I looked at the mess on the ground, littered with the things scattered from the fight, and helplessly gathered up the undamaged items. I led the still-frightened Jiayi towards the guesthouse. After a while, she came to her senses, hugging my back tightly and saying, "Daddy, that was...so scary..." "

Daddy already chased them away, didn't he? What are you still afraid of?" I gently stroked her hand.

After graduating from elementary school, Jiayi's figure had undergone an astonishing transformation. Although she had only recently entered junior high school, her figure was already curvaceous. Her soft breasts pressed against my back, sending a shiver down my spine, but I quickly suppressed it with reason.

I could see Jia Yi was quite frightened, but I couldn't just stay there and wait for those three men to come looking for revenge. So I carried her back to my car... "

Go take a shower first, then call me when you're done."

I turned on the TV and lay on the sofa, thinking about how to make Jia Yi happy tomorrow.

So, even in places with few people, it's not a good idea? Fewer people might offer more freedom, but it also gives those with malicious intent an opportunity.

Tomorrow, I'll take Jia Yi to a more lively place...

Thinking this, I picked up a tea bag and took a sip. However, the bathroom door opened at that moment, and I turned around, immediately spitting out the tea.

Jia Yi was standing naked in front of me! She made no attempt to hide herself, standing before me blushing and saying shyly, "Daddy... can I shower with you?" I gazed at her nearly flawless body, her breasts the size of small bowls, her pink nipples, her slender waist, and her mysterious private area. The cup in my hand slipped from my surprise and fell to the floor, soaking a large patch of the carpet.

At that moment, I remembered Jia Yi's writing: "I really want to give my body to my father someday, hoping he will be happy."

A line seemed to be drawn in my mind, swaying beneath my feet, and I struggled with whether or not to cross it.

Suddenly, I felt a dryness in my throat and swallowed hard. This made Jia Yi's face turn as red as an apple, but she still resisted the urge to cover herself, letting my gaze roam over her body.

"Cough!" I coughed loudly, shook my head, and abruptly shifted my attention back to the television, forcing a serious expression. "Jia Yi, didn't Daddy tell you before that you shouldn't show your body to just anyone? You're so old, how come you still can't understand? Daddy, could you please turn your head?" Jia Yi's voice sounded almost like she was about to cry.

I hesitated for a moment, glancing at the ceiling.

I couldn't help but wonder if God hadn't tormented me enough, before finally shifting my gaze back to Jia Yi's face, trying my best to avoid looking at her body. "

Jia Yi...aren't you pretty?" she asked. I didn't know how to answer that, but I knew there was only one answer she wanted to hear. "

...Pretty."

"Then why doesn't Daddy want to look at Jia Yi?" she asked, tears streaming down her face. "

It's not that I don't want to look, it's that I can't look!!" my heart screamed. "

Jia Yi, go back to the bathroom.

We're father and daughter, this is impossible."

At this point, any attempt to hide it would be too contrived, so I resorted to the authoritative command I'd never used before.

However, Jia Yi unexpectedly didn't listen this time. She just stood there, wiping away her tears. "

Daddy...Jia Yi really loves you so much...why don't you understand?" Honestly, I'd never seen Jia Yi like this before. I didn't know what to do in this situation.

In the past, whenever Jia Yi cried, I would hold her and comfort her until she smiled brightly; but now I can't do that. "

Jia Yi, listen to me, at least wrap yourself in a towel before you come out, otherwise you'll catch a cold."

The room is air-conditioned, and Jia Yi is naked, her body dripping wet; frankly, I'm worried about her health.

This time she didn't disobey. After wiping away her tears, she pulled a pure white towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around herself, but I felt this wasn't right either.

That barely concealed appearance was the perfect example of temptation. "

Dad, do you remember you told me you wouldn't go back on your word?" "Yes, I would never lie to Jia Yi."

The moment those words left my mouth, I knew I was doomed, but taking them back was impossible.

Just now at the beach, I had promised something very serious.

I never imagined that my casual promise would give my daughter the opportunity to blackmail me.

"Dad... Jia Yi has read a lot of books about that kind of thing, and when Dad isn't around, I've used Dad's computer to go online... and I've learned a little bit about that kind of thing,"

Jia Yi said.

Hearing this, I pounded my temples.

How could I have made such a mistake? I had completely forgotten that boys and girls Jia Yi's age are particularly interested in sex. Although Jia Yi didn't grow up in a complete family, having such desires is perfectly normal.

And I actually had the opportunity to let her learn about this kind of thing before I had even corrected her views? "Dad... Jia Yi's first time, I want to give it to you,"

Jia Yi said, slowly leaning against me. Just as her buttocks landed on my lap, the line in my mind seemed to snap in two.

I picked up Jia Yi and gently placed her on the bed, carefully kissing her ears and neck.

Because of her nervousness, Jia Yi's breath became the best aphrodisiac in my ear.

She automatically untied her towel, revealing her pure and innocent body to me once again. "

Jia Yi... are you really not going to regret this?" Although my desires ultimately triumphed over reason, I still wanted to confirm it again.

Jia Yi closed her eyes and nodded slightly. She pressed her lips to mine, and we exchanged bodily fluids, our tongues swirling within each other's mouths.

Although Jia Yi lacked oral skills and was somewhat clumsy, her effort to reciprocate was fully expressed.

As our lips parted, I clearly saw the glistening ripple between us. I then lowered my lips, beginning my assault on Jia Yi's breasts.

When my tongue touched her nipple, Jia Yi's body trembled slightly. My other hand massaged her other breast, careful not to apply too much pressure and cause her pain.

Jia Yi's skin began to turn a rosy pink as I gently licked her.

I continued my assault on her lower body, all the way to her most intimate area; it was already overflowing with moisture.

I gently parted the two still-parted petals, greedily sucking her virgin-scented juices, and began licking her still-pink labia.

Just as I was teasing her pink bud, Jia Yi suddenly couldn't help but let out a moan, giving me even more reason to please her.

However, a short while later, her back arched and spasmed, her hands frantically clawing at the sheets, while her legs tightly clamped my head. A warm current gushed from her private parts, spraying onto my face. Jia Yi experienced her first ever climax.

This orgasm lasted for quite some time before subsiding. Afterwards, she gasped for breath, and I regained a sliver of reason. "

Jia Yi… I think… it's better if we don't do this.

After all, you're only 14…"

I said, looking up, but I found my voice trembling, lacking any strength; I still couldn't bring myself to do something so unacceptable. "

No, Dad… I've decided, please continue.

" Jia Yi gasped for breath, but her tone was the opposite of mine, so resolute.

I sighed, slowly taking off my clothes while observing Jia Yi's reaction.

When she saw my naked body, she did flinch a little; but as I began to unbuckle my belt, Jia Yi hesitated for a moment, then used her trembling little hands to help me loosen my waistband.

This initiative surprised me; it seemed Jia Yi was also afraid her resolve would waver, so she was a little anxious. Actually, her will wasn't as firm as I had imagined, so when she saw my last line of defense, the shape of my penis, her face turned a little pale. "

Jia Yi, if you're scared, close your eyes and let Daddy do it,"

I said as I folded my pants and placed them at the foot of the bed.

Jia Yi closed her eyes upon hearing this. As I took off my underwear and prepared to attack with my penis, my remaining rationality still held onto my last shred of consciousness: "Jia Yi... are you really not going to reconsider?" "Hmm..."

Jia Yi nodded with her eyes tightly closed.

This answer left me with almost no rationality. I lifted my penis and rubbed the glans against her vulva.

Soon, her private area, which was about to dry up again, became flooded again after my actions. "

It will hurt a little at first... bear with it,"

I said.

Jia Yi nodded again, and at the same time, I squeezed the tip of my penis slightly into her narrow passage.

"Ugh..."

Jia Yi's body trembled, and she bit her lower lip, seemingly enduring the feeling of the foreign object entering.

I thought: a short pain is better than a long one, so I squeezed my penis in a little more; soon, the glans met the barrier.

But I didn't stop there, and suddenly thrust my hips, breaking through the barrier.

At the same time, Jia Yi screamed, and tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, making me feel a little sorry for her.

"Jia Yi... does it hurt a lot?" I didn't continue thrusting, but just let my penis stay quietly inside, enjoying Jia Yi's tightness, and also giving her time to get used to this feeling. "

Daddy... I'm finally your woman, Jia Yi is so happy..."

I had been looking at her genitals, but when I heard this, I looked up.

Unexpectedly, Jia Yi opened her eyes and carefully looked at our point of contact, where a trickle of blood flowed, staining a small patch of the sheet.

Despite the pain and the discharge, she wore a joyful smile. I suddenly couldn't resist the urge and subtly thrust my hips, reaching Jia Yi's deepest point.

Jia Yi moaned softly from the impact, instantly igniting my most primal desire. "

Jia Yi… relax,"

I said, simultaneously driving my penis in and out of her. Although Jia Yi was mentally prepared, the constant thrusting caused her to moan incessantly.

My previous foreplay had prepared her body sufficiently, making the process very smooth, gradually transforming Jia Yi's pain into pleasure.

"Ah, ah… Daddy, Daddy… mmm… ah…"

Jia Yi moaned incessantly, driving my movements to become increasingly intense. I naturally lifted her up and kissed her lips; our lower bodies joined, our tongues swirling together, the mutual thrusts sending Jia Yi to another peak.

However, I didn't stop there, continuing my thrusting motion.

Jia Yi's lower body gushed fluids like a fountain, soaking a large patch of the sheets. Jia Yi's eyes rolled back as I accelerated, she reached several orgasms, and... Daddy, Daddy... Jia Yi, Jia Yi is almost there, almost there! Ah—! Suddenly, Jia Yi clamped her legs around my waist, and at the same time, a surge of desire rushed from my lower abdomen to my penis. I knew I was about to ejaculate, and I hurriedly tried to separate us, but Jia Yi wouldn't let me go, holding me tightly. At the same time, a warm current surged from her flower, impacting the head of my penis.

Roar…

Overwhelmed by this surge of pleasure, I could no longer restrain myself. With a roar, I thrust my glans against her clitoris and ejaculated, shooting my semen all inside my daughter.

This ejaculation lasted quite a while; the accumulation of fourteen years was too much even for Jia Yi's small uterus. My semen began to flow back out along the opening between our bodies, soaking a large patch of the sheets again.

Afterward, we embraced, panting heavily.

Jia Yi's expression was filled with happiness; her body seemed to still be reliving the afterglow, still twitching.

However, I frowned, looking at the semen flowing from her lower body, and said with some worry, "Jia Yi, if you get pregnant..."

I was only halfway through my sentence when Jia Yi interrupted me. "

Dad... Jia Yi really, really wants to have a child for you... but I'm also so scared, wondering if it will affect Dad's life.

So I've already learned online how to calculate when it's safe.

Dad, you can rest assured...

but... sometimes it's not accurate."

After calming my breathing, I turned around, grabbed a few sheets of toilet paper from the bedside table, and carefully cleaned up the mess.

It's okay... Dad.

"Jiayi really loves you the most..."

Suddenly, she lifted my head and kissed my lips deeply.

This time, I didn't dodge. Jiayi's feelings for me were fully conveyed through her actions, making me feel a sense of happiness...

And then? Actually, nothing much happened.

Since I had already ejaculated inside her once, I simply made love with Jiayi several more times until dawn.

The guesthouse owner probably guessed what we had done and saw us off with ambiguous glances.

Perhaps heaven understood our awkwardness.

That intimacy didn't result in a new life between us, and it made me worry for over two months for nothing.

Apart from the fact that my relationship with Jiayi was truly more intimate than that of a father and daughter, it didn't affect our lives at all.

It's just that since then, I haven't dared to gaze at Jiayi for too long in front of others, fearing that the ambiguity would arouse suspicion.

After hearing my explanation, Jia Yi understood the seriousness of the matter, though she didn't regret it. Even so, she cooperated with me, never revealing it to anyone. Her attitude towards me in front of Teacher Lin changed to that of a normal child towards their father, earning Teacher Lin's admiration for my method of persuading the child.

However, once home, Jia Yi would still cling to me.

Gradually, time flew by, and Jia Yi entered high school.

She gradually matured from a child into a normal young woman. Although her attitude towards me remained the same, a more mature aura began to emanate.

The shadow Hui Ling had cast in my heart had mostly faded, leaving behind her satisfied smile and Jia Yi's happy smile.

Although I still haven't truly laughed freely and happily, Jia Yi understands, something she's understood since childhood. "

Dad, welcome home." Jia Yi rushed over and kissed me on the cheek when she saw me return.

I patted her head in response.

"Hmm… did you have a good day?" Seeing that Jiayi had something to say, I casually tossed my briefcase onto the sofa and asked.

Having escaped the shadow of Huiling's death, and with Jiayi's life hardly requiring my attention, my work was going smoothly, and I was working far less overtime than before. "

Dad, look.
I found this in my drawer today."

Jiayi suddenly pulled a pink letter from behind her back, with a small heart attached and a faint fragrance. "

What's this?" It looks like a love letter.

I took the letter and examined it closely; although it had already been opened, I still didn't dare read it without Jiayi's permission.

Through the light, I could vaguely see the neat handwriting on the letter.

"It's a love letter! A boy from another class gave it to me."

Jiayi said boastfully.

Suddenly, a pang of jealousy rose in my heart, causing me to furrow my brow slightly. However, I knew very well that receiving love letters at Jia Yi's age was perfectly normal, and since Jia Yi entered her third year of junior high school, her figure and appearance had surpassed those of ordinary little girls. Even talent scouts had tried to recruit her, which surprised me.

Therefore, I quickly pretended to be nonchalant, but Jia Yi caught me frowning for a moment.

"Dad… are you jealous?" she asked with a mischievous smile. "

No."

I casually placed the letter on the table and turned on the TV.

"Dad, you're lying again! You're really bad at lying!" Jia Yi sat beside me, wrapping her arms around my neck affectionately. "

Really, no."

I simply shifted my attention to the latest news. "

Dad, you always pretend to watch TV when you're unhappy; Jia Yi already knows that

… Your observation skills are too sharp!" "Well, then, I'll just say I'm jealous."

I coldly turned off the TV and turned my head to the side.

"Dad… don't do that!" She was sitting on my lap, facing me, when she suddenly kissed my lips.

This had happened frequently at home, so I was already used to it. I hugged Jia Yi and kissed her passionately.

After a long while, I knew that if this continued, my wicked desires would be rekindled. To avoid making a mistake again, I gently separated us. "

Dad, don't worry.

I won't agree to that boy's advances. I only want to be Dad's little woman for the rest of my life,"

Jia Yi whispered seductively in my ear, making me both love and hate this little vixen, but I couldn't show it. I could only gently pinch her pink cheek in response.

At that moment, I even believed that our relationship was actually the same as before, completely unchanged; almost nothing could prevent our relationship from ending.

But I overlooked one thing—she was just a young girl experiencing her first love.

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