I have a lot of dating skills.

He hesitated for a moment, then decided to stop thinking about it; he figured the two of them would never cross paths again.

Seeing the gloomy weather outside the window, Xin Yu hurried home.

Passing by the alley from that morning, Xin Yu stopped there. Pedestrians came and went, but the girl from that morning had long since disappeared.

……

The next day, the sun shone brightly, and Xin Yu's mood improved considerably, forgetting the strange encounters of the past two days.

Upon arriving at school, Xin Yu was assigned to clean the designated area in the morning. He skipped the morning reading session, but cleaning up the trash after the heavy rain was really tough.

After finishing their work, morning reading was over. Xin Yu and his friends sighed and could only go back to class to prepare for their lessons.

Back in his seat, Xin Yu suddenly noticed that Zhao Weijing's seat was empty. After hesitating for a moment, he asked his deskmate:

"Did anyone in our class ask for leave today?"

"It seems Zhao Weijing has taken leave. I heard she caught a cold after getting caught in the rain yesterday."

"Oh." Xin Yu was lost in thought. Zhao Weijing seemed quite energetic yesterday.

For three consecutive days, Zhao Weijing did not come to school, and Xin Yu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After lunch, he found a shady corner in the school to sit down, took out his phone, opened the Penguin class group, clicked on the group members, and found Zhao Weijing's profile picture.

After hesitating for a moment, Xin Yu clicked "contact" and sent his message.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to misunderstand you that day."

"You are not friends with this person. Please add them as a friend before chatting."

Xin Yu was speechless. Was this a way of refusing to chat with strangers? But considering Zhao Weijing's looks, if he didn't do this, he was afraid he would be harassed all day long.

The only option is to add each other as friends.

He clicked the friend request button, and then a question popped up from the other person: "Who are you? Why are you adding me?"

Xin Yu wrote in her editor's note: "I am Xin Yu. I apologize for that day."

Click send.

The next second, the other party refused.

Xin Yu was stunned. Rejecting so quickly? Were you doing this on purpose?

He had no choice but to ask again, feeling somewhat unwilling, but also vowing to himself: "This is the last time. If you refuse this time and I ask again, I'm a dog!"

Click send.

Xin Yu was prepared to be rejected. He was only doing this to put his mind at ease, so if the other party was too difficult to communicate with, there was no need for him to bother trying.

"I've accepted your friend request. We can start chatting now."

Looking at the notification from the system, Xin Yu was in a dilemma. He had originally planned to give up on contacting her, so why did she suddenly approve it again? Girls' thoughts are really hard to guess.

Just as I was wondering how to start, the other party sent me a message: "Are you Xin Yu? Why did you add me?"

Xin Yu edited the text and sent it over.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to misunderstand you that day."

"Oh, that thing? I almost forgot about it if you hadn't mentioned it. Never mind, I forgive you."

Seeing her nonchalant reply, Xin Yu remained expressionless and had already decided not to chat with her anymore. Just as he was about to end the call, Zhao Weijing sent another message.

Are you at school?

"exist."

"where?"

After thinking for a moment, Xin Yu sent his location.

"Ping-pong court".

The other party did not reply again, and Xin Yu put away his phone, leaning against the wall and staring blankly at the sky, wondering what the point of all this was.

I'm the victim here.

Forget it, we can't afford to mess with them, let's just let this matter pass.

"Hey, Xin Yu."

He heard the sweet voice of a nightingale, and when he turned his head, he saw a girl with a ponytail looking at him quietly. She had a petite figure and her eyes were still full of pride.

Xin Yu was taken aback: "Didn't you take leave?"

Zhao Weijing said, "I arrived a while ago, but I didn't want to see you, so I hid in the school clinic."

"Then why did you come to see me again?"

Zhao Weijing remained silent.

Xin Yu felt it was related to his apology. How to put it, although he felt it was unreasonable, Zhao Weijing's behavior made him think that perhaps what she said was true; that day was the first time she had acted like a pervert.

The two remained silent for a long time. Xin Yu couldn't take it anymore and asked her, "Did you need something from me?"

Zhao Weijing lowered her head, her toes tapping the ground, and said softly, "I need your help. Can you... show me your bare feet?"

Chapter Five: How Could the Girl Not Be Ashamed?

"why?"

Xin Yu's reaction wasn't one of shock, just a bit of surprise.

Zhao Weijing said in a low voice, "Aren't there all sorts of fetishists? I think I might be the legendary...foot fetishist."

Xin Yu's gaze was strange: "So you want to find me to verify whether you are a foot fetishist?"

"Yes!" The girl nodded vigorously, then looked at him hesitantly: "You wouldn't be unwilling, would you?"

After saying that, she clenched her teeth, her face slightly flushed, and said in a relaxed manner, "At most, I'll show it back to you. I know you boys like this!"

Xin Yu stared at her in shock, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, but you can't just look at my feet and not let me see yours."

For some reason, the two of them actually decided to show each other their bare feet. Of course, Xin Yu said this mainly to discourage Zhao Weijing, but she agreed without hesitation, which put Xin Yu in a very difficult position.

However, faced with the girl's 'you can't be dishonest' gaze, Xin Yu finally took off his shoes and socks, revealing his bare feet.

Zhao Wei stared at it for a moment, then squatted down. Since Xin Yu was sitting on the ping-pong table, she could see him more clearly after squatting down.

Her eyes held a mixture of disdain and curiosity as she stared intently at Xin Yu's bare feet, sniffing them lightly, and occasionally revealing a hint of longing in her gaze.

Xin Yu felt a little hoarse and embarrassed, but forced himself to remain calm and asked her, "How does it feel?"

Zhao Weijing said, "I want to kiss you... Ah! No!"

She gasped in surprise, covered her mouth with her small hand, and looked up at Xin Yu innocently, her face flushed.

Xin Yu quickly got off the ping-pong table and put on his shoes. At this moment, Zhao Weijing also stood up straight. The two looked at each other, their expressions somewhat strange, feeling ashamed, yet also vaguely excited.

Xin Yu's gaze fell on Zhao Weijing's feet, and he said, "That..."

Zhao Weijing gave him a disapproving look: "I know, I'll show you right away, why are you rushing me?"

After saying that, she bent down to untie her shoelaces, quickly took off her shoes, revealing her beautiful feet.

“…See?” Zhao Weijing stood on one leg, raised her bare foot, and tried to put on an indifferent expression, but her voice trembled slightly as she turned her face to the side.

"I didn't mean that..." Xin Yu wanted to say that he didn't mean it that way, but seeing that she was like this, he had no choice but to swallow his words. He couldn't help but stare at her bare feet. Her arches were slender and beautiful, and her toes were like five white jade pearls inlaid on them. Overall, her feet were flawless and extremely beautiful.

Xin Yu felt a slight burning sensation in his nose, so he quickly covered it and stepped back, saying:

"Alright, our transaction is over. Now take your feet back!"

Zhao Weijing looked at him incredulously: "You're disgusted by my smelly feet? I don't even mind you, and you're disgusted by me! Let me tell you, my feet don't smell at all, it's definitely your nose that's acting strangely!"

Her chest heaved, clearly showing her anger. Xin Yu had no choice but to lower his hand, but he was too embarrassed to say anything. Should he tell her about his predicament?

After putting on her shoes, Zhao Weijing hesitated for a moment and then said, "Oh, right, there's something else I need your help with. Will you come with me?"

"I'm not your servant, am I?" Xin Yu was reluctant. He felt that the matter was over and didn't want to accompany Zhao Weijing anywhere.

“It’s related to you,” Zhao Weijing said.

This successfully piqued Xin Yu's curiosity, and the two then went to... the boys' dormitory building.

It was lunchtime, and most people were taking a nap, but some boys who didn't have the habit of taking a nap were still wandering around.

Zhao Weijing and Xin Yu stood not far from the boys' dormitory, watching the boys living on the first floor walking around in slippers. Zhao Weijing's gaze was fixed on their feet.

Xin Yu's eye twitched. He already understood Zhao Weijing's purpose: to look at the boy's feet. What did that have to do with him?

After watching for a while, Zhao Weijing turned her head and stared at Xin Yu with a strange look. She said seriously, "I am now certain that it is not me who has the problem, but you who do, Xin Yu."

"What do you mean?" Xin Yu asked, bewildered.

Zhao Weijing said, "I don't feel anything for these boys' feet, only for yours. In other words, I'm not a foot fetishist, but there's something wrong with your feet!"

She insisted on it, looking at Xin Yu with accusatory eyes, as if to say, "It's all your fault."

"Wait, isn't this still your problem?"

Xin Yu's eyes widened, finding this girl's thought process unbelievable. How could he be blamed for this?

She only has feelings for Xin Yu, so that becomes Xin Yu's problem?

Xin Yu felt wronged.

"That's still your problem. It's your feet that attracted me!" Zhao Weijing said defiantly.

No wonder she felt something was wrong. She used to be perfectly normal, so why did she become so perverted after seeing Xin Yu's bare feet? It must be Xin Yu's problem.

"That's victim-blaming theory. It's clearly your own problem, don't push it onto me!" Xin Yu was also a little angry.

Seeing that Xin Yu didn't believe her, Zhao Weijing thought for a moment and said, "How about this, let's try going to find some girls. Come with me."

She grabbed Xin Yu's arm and led him to the girls' dormitory.

Because he was afraid of being seen as a pervert, Xin Yu refused to get close, so Zhao Weijing had no choice but to make him sit under a big tree by the roadside, take off his shoes and socks, and let the girls passing by see him.

Surprisingly, no girls paid any special attention to Xin Yu. Even if they saw that he was barefoot, they would just think that he was a strange person.

"See? I already told you it was your own problem," Xin Yu laughed.

Zhao Weijing stared blankly, muttering to herself, "How could this be? Is it really my fault? It turns out it was me who became infatuated with your feet."