Why are you always thinking about dating me?

Generally speaking, the clothes she wears at school are very sexy. "Sexy" is an adjective describing outfits that arouse desire.

Because she loves showing off her legs, but she has the looks to back it up. She has a pair of beautiful, slender, snow-white legs with a great shape and she maintains a very good figure. Her face is also flawless, with delicate and beautiful features and captivating eyes.

But she was actually an anomaly, an anomaly in her class, or rather, in the school, because her clothes were so unlike what a high school student would wear. Although they weren't vulgar, they were excessively sexy and could easily arouse romantic feelings in people.

Many things are reflected in the details. For example, she might occasionally wear a tank top to class, or she might occasionally wear a decorative lace leg band, or a small tie around her neck.

These aren't deliberate little tricks; she just likes it this way.

So many guys want to get to know her. Many of them are good-looking and know how to flirt, since good-looking guys have the courage. Many of them are not good-looking but are shameless and want to lick her boots, since licking boots doesn't require courage. But unfortunately, so far, no one has been able to truly win her over.

She knew what she was: a topic of conversation, an oddball, a bad girl who could be used as bragging rights after being won over.

But I didn't do anything?

As she thought this, her gaze was fixed on the person in the corner, lost in thought. Who could have imagined that fate would play such a cruel trick? The day before yesterday, she had simply wanted to go for a drink, so she went to her usual bar and reserved a seat.

That was her spot. She had deposited money there. The marketing team knew her very well and knew what her family did, so they didn't dare to have any ulterior motives. Whenever she was slightly drunk, they would ask one of the atmosphere team members to take her home and give her a generous tip.

She simply liked the atmosphere there, enjoyed watching the diverse people swaying on the dance floor, liked the deafening music, and liked letting her mind go blank and not think about anything. But when she met that person, it suddenly seemed as if something had quietly changed.

From the moment we met until we slept together, he always seemed like a well-behaved and intelligent boy, neither overly eager nor clumsy. The way he looked at me was different from how he looked at many other people.

Because there was no infatuation, no greed, no possessiveness in those eyes; they were as clear as flowing water.

She drank a lot that day, but she felt sober. At least when she was drunk in his arms, she was sober. At least when she kissed him, she was sober. She could feel her own heart beating erratically.

This is the first time.

For the first time, I had the thought of just snuggling in his arms and having a good night's sleep, without having to think about anything. It would definitely be much better than being drunk and having a blank mind.

After they left the nightclub, she wanted to eat hot pot, so he took her there.

This guy must have feelings for her, otherwise why would he be so nice to her? She just wanted to try it out, to see if he would treat her to a meal, because it seemed like he really didn't have much money.

What money could an ordinary student have? That white T-shirt is something you can see anywhere on the street, as are his jacket, pants, and shoes. The only valuable thing he owns is probably his cell phone, which costs a little over a thousand yuan.

It's the same style as a year ago.

He still treated her, and when it came time to pay, he visibly felt the pinch, which she noticed because he had only taken one bite. She then started grumbling that she had to leave.

But if that's the case, then why did he push her away without hesitation, with a hint of disgust, when she kissed him again, muttering, "You've had too much to drink?"

Then the two of them went downstairs, and on the bench, she lay on his lap and looked at the stars.

The autumn evening was a bit chilly, so he put his coat over her. The two of them chatted drowsily, and he muttered to himself, "Silly girl, wouldn't it be better to treat yourself better? Why torture yourself?"

How could he know that he was torturing himself?

They chatted in a daze, and Su Yuejin couldn't remember much of what he said, but she inexplicably felt that it was very gentle, like the starlight was gentle, and the wind was gentle. She liked this feeling very much; the world was so quiet.

Being around him has this inexplicable magic.

Then she asked him to take her home. This time, Su Yuejin was completely defeated because she was certain that the reluctance on Lin An's face at that time was genuine reluctance.

Why are you unwilling? Why are you unwilling? Am I not good-looking enough? Am I not pretty enough? I kissed you, I gave you a hickey, I wanted you to be mine alone, and you... are unwilling?

You think I'm a bad woman? You like innocent girls, don't you? You like those obedient girls, don't you? I'm not! But why don't you like me?

I want you to like me!

So she acted coquettishly and begged, and sure enough, he took the bait. This guy was indeed gentle and still worried, so he still took her home. Then, it was the last test.

And then he actually turned around and left without hesitation?!

This drove Su Yuejin crazy. She couldn't accept it! She couldn't even tell whether it was her arrogance or her longing for that gentleness that made her act so subtly while drinking water.

The warm water droplets falling on her body made her tremble slightly as they flowed over her skin.

She finally saw what he couldn't contain in his eyes, and a secret joy suddenly welled up inside her.

I knew it! You have to like me, you have to like me, because I'm pretty, I'm cute, I can be charming and I can spoil you. You have to like me, you can't not like me.

You think I'm a bad woman, that I'm not the good girl you want, but this is my first time... Now, you should believe me, right?

Why are you being so gentle? Don't you think I'm a bad kid? Then teach me a lesson, bully me, and teach me a lesson. Why are you scared? What are you hesitating about?

You've finally... changed your opinion of me, haven't you? Now, can you like me?

You can't dislike me, okay? I've given you the most important thing in my life. I want to be spoiled by you, to throw little tantrums at you, to have you coax me, and to take care of me in the future, and only be like this to me.

She liked this feeling. Being held in someone's arms, nestled in his embrace, quietly not having to think about anything, and being able to listen to his heartbeat made her feel very safe and secure.

He woke up early in the morning. Did he finally remember to add her contact information? Humph, you only remembered now. I'm going to throw a tantrum tomorrow. But not now. Go to the bathroom and come back to sleep. I want to hold you.

When she woke up in the morning, she didn't see any friend requests, only a transfer record of 161 yuan.

She seemed to understand the significance of the money in an instant; it was for the cocktail he had bought, but there was an extra dollar.

That extra dollar seemed as glaringly obvious as the cost of prostitution.

Chapter Ten: Is it ironic that I love this boy?

At that moment, Su Yuejin stared blankly at the extra dollar for nearly ten seconds. Suddenly, she flung her phone, the latest iPhone 11 Max Pro, which wasn't very durable. It hit the wall and fell, not turning into a pile of fragments, but it was probably broken.

She understood what he meant. Clearly, he had no desire to take responsibility, which was why he transferred money to her instead of adding her as a friend. Su Yuejin stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror. Just a few seconds ago, she was radiant and had a sweet smile, as if she had been nourished by rain. But now, her eyes were red and she looked haggard.

Fortunately, she didn't feel too much pain when she got out of bed, but she still felt a little uncomfortable, so she slept until the afternoon. It didn't matter if she went to school in the afternoon, since the teacher wouldn't care.

In the afternoon, she waited quietly in the corridor of the teaching building, arms crossed, for that person to appear. Since he knew her, he must be a classmate. Finally, she saw him. The boy slowly walked down from the teaching building when most of the crowd had left.

She was still as clean and well-behaved as ever, but her expression was somewhat indifferent. When I saw her, I was somewhat surprised.

Then the two went to the back garden and had an argument. As she was leaving, she was on the verge of tears, but she tried her best to hold them back and asked him, "I'm giving you one last chance, will you add me as a friend?"

...If you add me, I might choose to forgive you.

But he refused, leaving her with a sentence that she couldn't refute no matter what.

"You never asked my name the whole time, did you? Now, do you know what my name is?"

When she returned home yesterday afternoon, the sun was blazing, casting a dazed and disoriented glow on her, leaving her feeling lost and unsure of where she was.

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Lin An ate very quickly. He finished the large pork chop and half of his rice. Although he didn't want to waste food, he couldn't eat that much, so he had to throw it away. When he reached the entrance of the cafeteria, it was still raining heavily.

Unbeknownst to him, after he stood up, Su Yuejin, in another corner, hesitated for five or six seconds before also putting down her plate and picking up her umbrella. Even though her pride wouldn't allow her to say another word to him, but…

She didn't know why, but she did it subconsciously. Just as she reached the cafeteria entrance, she saw that figure running wildly in the rain.

How stupid.

Stupid as a loser.

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When Lin An arrived at the classroom, his hair was slightly damp and his jacket was also damp with a few water droplets, but it was fine. He just wiped it off with a tissue. After wiping it off, Lin An lay down on his desk, intending to take a nap, but suddenly felt a little sleepy.

Holding the transparent umbrella in her hand, Su Yuejin walked up to the second floor of the teaching building. As she passed Class 3 of the second year of high school and was about to return to her own classroom, she saw the profile of the person sleeping on the desk.

She was somewhat taken aback, but it was precisely because of this that she saw the notebook Lin An had placed on his desk, with his name written on it.

Lin An.

Su Yuejin paused for a second, and for some reason, a strange emotion welled up in her heart. She quickened her pace and returned to her own classroom. Her seat was in the last row of the class, by the window, a seat for one person.

Instead of rushing back to her seat, she went to the front row and sat down next to a girl who was shorter than her but especially cute and had a large bust.

"Xu Qinghuan." Su Yuejin called her name, and Xu Qinghuan put down her pen, turned her head, and smiled at Su Yuejin.

That smile was actually very fake. If it were Lin An, she would have seen through it at a glance, but Su Yuejin couldn't. Xu Qinghuan asked her, "What's wrong, Yuejin?"

"You know a lot of people in the grade, right? I want to ask you about someone."

Xu Qinghuan seemed somewhat surprised, then a gossipy look appeared on her face. "Oh? Is it a boy?"

"Ah."

"No way... Yuejin, you actually have a boy you want to ask about? Tell me, who is it? Maybe I know him." Xu Qinghuan's smile actually hid a bit of coldness.

"Lin An from the next class, Class 3." Su Yuejin seemed hesitant, but finally said it.

Xu Qinghuan's face showed a hint of feigned surprise. "Him?"

...Although Xu Qinghuan knew that Su Yuejin was going to ask him, she didn't expect that Su Yuejin would actually ask. Could this guy have some thoughts about his younger brother?

Xu Qinghuan began to think about what kind of answer she should give her.

"If you ask him, I have a lot to tell you. We were classmates in junior high school," Xu Qinghuan said slowly.

"Really? Tell me about it." Su Yuejin's expression held a hint of suppressed eagerness.

"Don't be fooled by his appearance. He looks clean and tidy, but he used to be a weirdo in junior high school. He didn't have many male friends, but he changed girlfriends almost every two weeks."

"He even cheated on girls in the second year of junior high school, and I've heard that he also had entanglements with some delinquent girls from outside the school."

"And basically, it's just hearsay, hearsay, don't spread rumors. He's dated a lot of girls, and they all ended up sleeping together. Think about how old we were back then? But this is not necessarily true."

"Anyway, he's no good. Yuejin, why are you asking about him?"

Su Yuejin stood there, stunned. From Xu Qinghuan's words, most of the lingering hope in her heart suddenly collapsed in that instant.

"I asked for a friend of mine," Su Yuejin replied coldly, but she didn't even realize that her voice was slightly choked up when she said it.

"I see."

"Okay, thank you, Qinghuan."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Su Yuejin stood up from her seat, returned to her own seat, lay down on the desk, and closed her eyes.

A very soft sob came from her buried face, but unfortunately it was so faint that no one heard it.

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Lin An sneezed, not knowing whether he had caught a cold or if someone was spreading rumors and insulting him behind his back.

But of course he knew none of this. In the afternoon class, he started doing his homework for the evening. After finishing it, he continued reading his book. There was no need to listen to the lectures; he had already learned everything he needed to learn in the next three months.

Today, it seems to be his turn to be on duty.

It was a painful experience. He hated a lot of tedious physical labor, but there was nothing he could do. School ended at 4:30, and the students in the classroom gradually left. He continued to quietly read his book in his seat until most of them had left.

The class monitor, who was tidying up the books, seemed to move rather slowly. It wasn't until everyone in the classroom had left that Lin An looked up and glanced at her face.

"I know what you want to say to me. If you're still hesitant and conflicted, think it over first. It's raining heavily. Your family should be here to pick you up by now, right? Drive carefully."