My Girlfriend's Fall (8) Revenge

On the drive home, my brain, which had been dormant for so long, surprisingly started working again.

The experiences of the past few days flashed through my mind like fleeting images. Surprisingly, the matter with Joan didn't make me feel

too much guilt, though there was still a tiny bit. Perhaps it was because Viola betrayed me too?

I don't know.

My previously sluggish mind was now racing. Is this a common male ailment?

Can timely ejaculation help clear the head? I wonder which college classmate came up with this twisted theory, probably trying to

explain my intensive masturbation routine?

A smile crept across my face at the thought.

Now that I know the truth, what should I do next? I pondered deeply. Regarding

Viola… I really didn't know how to handle it, but I'm much calmer now and more able to face

her. Otherwise, I don't know how much longer I would have had to hide like that. As for Tony, hmph,

I'll make him pay. Revenge, yes, I want revenge!!!

As the traffic moved in and out, I started to think about how to get revenge on Tony. I racked my brains

for various plans, putting in just as much effort as when I was designing a circuit.

No, I immediately rejected that idea. If I did that, I wondered if Viola's affair would be exposed. Not only would

Viola suffer from strange looks, but I would too.

That wouldn't be good either. What would happen after I calmed down? And would my anger really subside like this?

Perhaps heaven took pity on me. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind. I chuckled mischievously, a

plan gradually taking shape…

I made a phone call in the car, and after hanging up, I changed my destination and drove in another

direction. I thought to myself gleefully.

I drove to the parking lot downstairs from Tony's building. That's right, the call I just made was to Henry

. I was about to begin my revenge.

I went upstairs, knocked on the door, and Henry opened it shortly after. “What is it? You didn't say anything on the phone…”

Henry muttered as usual.

“I've got something good, hehe…” I grinned wickedly. At the same time, I walked briskly towards Tony's room. "

That phone call I just made was to make sure Tony wasn't home.

" "Damn, what are you doing, laughing like that and going into his room?" Henry said. "I checked,

there's nothing new except for one with Jane."

But that wasn't my intention. I started typing rapidly on Tony's computer,

downloading things online, editing programs, and configuring a bunch of settings.

"You… this isn't… wow, you're more lewd than I thought, what are you trying to do?" Henry glanced at it and immediately understood

what I was up to. "Ugh… this is a serious invasion of privacy, isn't this a bit much?" Henry started to get scared

. "What if he finds out someday? That would be a big deal, a minor one."

"Oh, if you don't tell me and I don't tell him, how will he know?" "Besides, even if we find out, we'll just think we've been infected with a Trojan

, right? I can cut it off anytime." I continued, my hands still not stopping.

"No way, I won't let you do this!" Henry suddenly became stubborn. He forcefully pulled me up

and away from my seat in front of the computer. "

You..." I struggled internally. What should I do? This guy suddenly became so understanding

, why not...? I pondered.

Henry, seeing I wasn't speaking, thought I had wavered. "I'm serious, I'm doing this for your own good. We're brothers

, we're so close, would I harm you?" Henry continued to persuade me. "I think it was a mistake for me to tell you

this , you..." "I 'm blinded by lust!"

I quickly made a decision in my mind. "I have a reason for doing this..." I said.

"What reason? I don't care what your bullshit reason is. Anyway, now that I know, I won't stand idly by."

Henry was completely unmoved.

I sat down again and opened the computer's folder.

"Hmph!" "You won't listen..." Henry angrily grabbed my hand.

"Let go, I just want to show you something." I said.

"What thing? Nobody believes you." Henry still didn't believe me.

"How can I show you something while you're holding me? Besides, if you really want to stop me, you can just cut me off after I leave, right

?" I said to Henry.

Henry thought about it and realized he made some sense. If he really didn't want me to install it, he could just uninstall it after I left

.

I was still hesitant, but looking at Henry's expression, it seemed like I shouldn't show him. There was no way to get past this

. After checking "Show hidden files," Viola's file appeared in the folder.

"Huh???" Henry was stunned for a moment. "This..." "It can't be...?" Henry turned to look at me, his eyes questioning

.

"No way!??" Henry was completely shocked.

"I'll open it for you to see, but you can't see the important parts," I said to Henry. After saying that, I found it

funny. Henry lived here, and I couldn't just delete the file. Even if I didn't allow him to see it now,

what about when I wasn't around?

"Okay..." Henry said insincerely. I knew what he was thinking,

exactly the same thing I had just thought.

I thought to myself, while clicking on the file twice. With

Henry

's help, I successfully set up a monitoring program on Tony's computer. It was more

of a remote control program; if I wanted, I could connect to his

computer anytime without his knowledge, turn it on, and do whatever I wanted. However, that wasn't the function I needed; I just wanted

the monitoring function.

Besides this procedure, I also got a lot of information I needed from Henry.

For example, Tony's classes were every Tuesday and Thursday evening, from 5:30 pm to 9 pm.

Jane worked at an accounting firm and, except for the beginning and end of the month, spent almost every night at Tony's place

. Tony's group meetings were usually on weekends, Friday evenings or Saturday afternoons… and so on.

Most

importantly, I convinced Henry to give me a key to the door.

Of course, I didn't reveal my purpose, and Henry couldn't guess what I ultimately wanted to do. However, from the way

he looked at me, it seemed he understood something. I think, maybe he vaguely guessed it, but

didn't say it outright. That guy is pretty smart, but he's not good-looking and always has trouble finding a girlfriend. Maybe

he has high standards. Anyway, he's just a single guy who can only shoot guns all day. And my revenge plan is

something I absolutely have to carry out .

For the next few days, I monitored Tony's computer whenever I had free time, especially his MSN messages. Now

, everything is ready; all I'm waiting for is the right moment to strike.

The uneventful days passed quickly. During this time, I couldn't find a suitable opportunity. Actually, it was

n't entirely impossible, but I just couldn't make up my mind quickly enough, causing the opportunity to slip away.

Speaking of which, my relationship with Viola has been a bit cold lately. Although I try to act normal and

still show her concern, I haven't touched her even once. It's not that I haven't tried, but

every time at the last minute… That image always pops into my mind at just the right time, and my little brother always loses his erection.

Viola hasn't said anything yet, but from her expression, I believe she knows something's wrong. Finally

, after dinner tonight, Viola said she had something to talk to me about. She finally couldn't hold back anymore.

I climbed into bed, casually manipulating the remote, randomly flipping through TV channels. Viola sat

beside me, not watching TV, but with her head down, seemingly lost in thought. The awkward silence was driving me

crazy; the secret hidden in my heart kept gnawing at my nerves.

A faint scent of her hair wafted from beside me; smelling that familiar scent, I couldn't help but recall the previous scene…

Before, I loved smelling her hair; it was her unique scent… Girls are strange creatures.

Even when using the same brand of shampoo and conditioner, the final scent is different, and

I've never understood why.

I remember before, just smelling this scent would make my little brother automatically stand at attention. "Before" is

only a month or two ago… Now, thinking about it makes my heart ache again

.

I know there's a noticeable tension in our relationship. Before, just feeling her soft

body, just her being close to me, would soon make me want to pounce on her and push her onto the bed, even if I had tons of homework or heavy classes

the next day , I'd always "go first, worry about the rest later."

Now? How long has it been since I took the initiative? And even when she initiates it, no matter how much I try to cooperate… My body

just won't listen. I don't know who told me before that men are animals who think with their lower bodies,

but why isn't that true for me? It seems like it's women who are like this, isn't it? I thought sadly,

isn't that right? Otherwise, why couldn't you resist his advances? Otherwise, why couldn't you break free from his clutches?

Thinking of Lisa, thinking of Jane, thinking of Joan, and then back to Viola…

"I…" Viola suddenly began, hesitating.

"Hmm?" I continued to ask her casually, but my heart was pounding.

"What's wrong? Are you under a lot of academic pressure lately? Are you very tired?" Viola asked cautiously, tentatively, as

if she didn't know where to begin.

"No?" "What's wrong?" "At this moment, besides pretending to be confused, I can't think of a solution. I can't exactly say

something like that, can I?

" "Then...don't you love me anymore? Why have you been acting like this lately? Am I no longer attractive to you?"

After taking a deep breath, Viola began to delve into the core of the problem. She turned to look at me, her eyes glistening with tears.

"No, why are you overthinking things?" I replied. But she couldn't possibly miss the insincerity in my tone

.

God, I know perfectly well that I still love her. God knows how attractive you are to me. I

feel like I'm back to the way things were before, holding you, touching you, kissing you, making love with you until dawn...

But I just can't, I can't stop thinking about it, I can't stop caring!!!!

In my extreme anxiety, before Viola could speak, I got up... I put on my coat. "I just remembered I still have

data to record in the lab. I need to go to school. We can talk about it later." What a lame excuse! In short,

I ran away again.

The moment I closed the door, a crystal tear rolled down Viola's face—silent tears, but

the heartless me wouldn't know…

I lit a cigarette in the car. Ha… When did I stop smoking and drinking? Now I'm inseparable from both.

I laughed self-deprecatingly, started the car, and left home.

In the car, I made a call to Joan.

I smiled to myself again, and the car sped into the night.

Another strange night…

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