“Huh?”
Lin Mo’s sudden confession hit Su Ran like a heavy hammer, instantly freezing her in place.
She stared fixedly at Lin Mo, as if trying to see through whether he was just coaxing or tricking her.
“I like you too.”
Lin Mo met her gaze without dodging or avoiding, then naturally wrapped his arm around her and turned to look at her. “So you have to trust me too. The fact that you could honestly tell me all of this makes me really happy, and I really like it. This is the most special gift I’ve ever received. That’s enough.”
Lin Mo picked up the jacket from the floor and draped it over Su Ran again. “I know you want to give me the best of everything, give me your all—only when I’ve completely accepted you can you feel at ease. Is that right?”
Su Ran originally wanted to refuse, but in the end she nodded, letting the jacket cover her body.
Very soon, tears welled up in her eyes again.
She knew Lin Mo still wouldn’t take her—no matter how much he said, it all boiled down to not wanting her.
But she didn’t understand why he was still saying these things. She didn’t want to give up; she wanted to hear an explanation.
Sensing her mood sinking, Lin Mo immediately grabbed her hand and said, “I swear, I’m not rejecting you. On the contrary, I can’t wait to—”
“To what?”
Su Ran instantly lifted her head, eyes full of hope, urging him on.
Lin Mo paused for a second, then steeled himself and blurted out, “Fuck, I can’t wait to just do you right now!”
Su Ran’s eyes widened. That sentence felt even more powerful than when he said he liked her—almost more shocking than if he had actually done something.
“Do… do do do me?”
The poor girl suddenly couldn’t even get her tongue straight, looking like a startled little white rabbit.
Lin Mo’s old face flushed red. He pulled Su Ran over to the bed and sat her down beside him.
Holding her, he coaxed, “On the way here, I was actually wondering if you’d force yourself on me…”
For the next while, Lin Mo threw all shame aside and shamelessly described all sorts of fantasies he had about Su Ran, watching her expression change as he spoke.
Sure enough, the way to handle a yandere is “fight fire with fire.”
No amount of gentle coaxing had worked earlier, but the moment he got explicit, she actually started listening.
Not long after, Su Ran’s face was completely flushed. She leaned entirely into Lin Mo’s arms, occasionally looking up at him with eyes full of delight, anticipation, and also an unconcealable sense of loss and grievance.
In her mind, the fact that Lin Mo kept refusing to take her meant he disliked her.
Everything he said was just sweet-talking.
Yet Lin Mo’s patience was genuine. Even though she didn’t fully understand why, she still wanted to believe him.
“Then why won’t you take me?”
“If I didn’t want you, would I still be here keeping you company?”
“But…”
“You’re not of age yet.”
Lin Mo gazed into Su Ran’s teary eyes and said solemnly, “I really like you. It’s not just playing around. That’s why I want to cherish you, protect you—not indulge you, get you scolded by your aunt, or make your condition worse.”
“Don’t you want to get better?”
“Don’t you want to be with me for the rest of your life?”
Su Ran instantly clung tightly to Lin Mo and nodded frantically. “I do… I do!”
Lin Mo felt his heart melting. His gaze softened as well. “There’s something you might not fully understand, but I still want to tell you.”
Su Ran immediately nodded obediently, afraid he’d misunderstand her.
Lin Mo took a breath, glanced at the distinctly visible creamy-white skin beneath the jacket, and said, “If a guy can resist temptation, he’s either impotent or he really cares about you. Which one do you think I am?”
Su Ran had been watching Lin Mo the whole time and naturally saw where his eyes were lingering.
His gaze felt like feathers brushing over her skin, making it tingle and go numb.
It felt good—really good.
She knew exactly how strong Lin Mo’s stamina was.
It was precisely because she knew how often he “practiced his martial arts secret manual” that she dared to go all out and concluded that if he didn’t want her, it must mean he hated her and that all his talk of liking her was just哄骗 (coaxing/deception).
But the shameless things Lin Mo had just said made her heart pound wildly.
Combined with the way he was sneaking glances now, it really seemed like he was just enduring and restraining himself.
If all of this was true.
If he really liked her.
If he really wanted her so badly.
Su Ran thought—if all of this were true, that would be perfect.
“Really? You’ll really… stay with me forever? Like me? Care about me?”
Su Ran’s voice was soft and gentle, sounding both coquettish and aggrieved, making Lin Mo’s heart go limp.
Unable to hold back, he leaned down. Facing her gradually widening eyes, he pressed a sealing kiss onto her thin lips. Without using much force, the two of them simply kissed as they slowly fell backward.
After a brief moment of panic, Su Ran closed her eyes and completely sank into the kiss.
Su Ran’s mouth was small and very soft.
Like jelly—moist and dewy.
At first her lips carried a hint of coolness, mixed with the unique sweet fragrance that only a young girl has.
In two lifetimes, this was Lin Mo’s first time kissing a girl like this. Right now he was utterly intoxicated, feeling pleasure flood from his scalp all the way to his toes—an indescribable satisfaction.
Su Ran, too, was unbelievably obedient.
Perhaps because she had waited so long, perhaps because her anxiety had finally eased, she ignited at the slightest touch. She raised her arms to wrap around Lin Mo’s neck, her tongue playfully meeting and entwining with his in deep contact.
Then she captured his earlobe. Warm, moist breath and the soft touch sent Lin Mo’s heart soaring.
After a while, Lin Mo propped himself up—and was instantly captivated by the sight before him.
Su Ran when aroused looked especially beautiful.
Her cheeks flushed red through white, eyes veiled in a misty haze.
Her long, slender lashes trembled gently, making her eyes look like pools of spring water.
Lower down was a smooth, satin-like neck and collarbone, with astonishing peaks rising proudly. Every glance, every movement she made felt irresistibly charming and breathtakingly lovely.
She really resembled a flawless, exquisite doll.
She would not resist.
At a moment like this, she absolutely would not resist.
On the contrary, her eyes were filled with pleading. Her small mouth opened and closed, breathing out orchid-like fragrance, as if even the tips of her hair were urging him—hurry, keep going.
Lin Mo leaned down again and once more captured Su Ran’s little mouth.
Su Ran’s eyes sparkled with joy. She squinted in delight and sank back into the fierce, passionate kiss.
As if driven by inertia, even though she was lying down, her whole body pressed forcefully into Lin Mo’s embrace.
They were so close that she could clearly feel his scorching breath brushing from her hair, grazing her ears or cheeks—tingling, itchy, like little hooks pulling every hidden desire deep inside her to the surface.
The room had no windows.
The temperature kept rising amid the restless atmosphere.
Rustling sounds rose and fell subtly with their shifting and rubbing.
The originally somewhat eerie orange-red lighting gradually turned dreamy and seductive, heightening the mood to the maximum.
Unknowingly, time flew by.
Just kissing—yet it was both of their first time.
They tacitly refused to stop and kissed for a full hour.
Even so, when they finally parted, Su Ran still wasn’t satisfied. She clung tightly to Lin Mo, her eyes revealing even stronger unease. “Don’t go… please…”
Heart aching, Lin Mo lifted her into his arms and gently coaxed, “Be good. I won’t leave you. Also, tonight is just the interest. When you win a prize in the competition, I’ll give you a real reward, okay?”
“Really?”
Hearing there would be a next time, Su Ran’s anxiety eased slightly—but only slightly.
Some things don’t feel so intense before you get them. Once you’ve tasted them, the fear of loss grows stronger, the overthinking worse, even tossing and turning at night, restless.
Even normal people feel this way—let alone Su Ran.
“Really. Not just the competition. On your birthday, and every holiday after that, there’ll be rewards.”
Lin Mo no longer wanted to focus on Su Ran’s illness. Right now he was wholeheartedly thinking only of cherishing her. No matter how much time, how much effort, how many methods it took—he wanted to be with Su Ran for the long term, and in good health.
The kind of healthy relationship where they didn’t have to hide from adults, wouldn’t be gossiped about, where a little craziness was just for fun.
But clearly, this would be a very long process.
Even just kissing took over an hour and still couldn’t fully soothe her… it was really killing him.
Su Ran pouted unhappily. She couldn’t refuse the reward, so she just pursed her lips like someone who had suffered a massive grievance.
She didn’t speak, so Lin Mo teased her. “There’s still a bit of time. Stand up and let me take a look.”
“It’s rare for you to be so bold—I can’t let your feelings go to waste.”
Su Ran was instantly pulled back to reality. Her ears turned bright red in an instant.
Even though tonight’s outfit was deliberate, it was deliberate for Lin Mo’s sake.
Only for Lin Mo would she have the courage to go all out like this.
She stood up awkwardly and turned to face Lin Mo in front of the bed.
…
Su Ran endured her shyness and watched Lin Mo’s expression.
When his gaze moved upward, she tremblingly pulled off the jacket.
When he looked at her legs, she bit her lip and twisted them the way she’d seen in the “martial secret manual.”
“Is it… pretty?” she asked nervously.
“Mm.”
Lin Mo nodded.
The allure of thigh-high stockings ultimately comes from the person wearing them.
The reason Su Ran looked so sexy in black stockings was because she had plump, firm, slender, beautiful legs.
Without stockings, her calves were tender like fresh lotus root, pink and white; her thighs smooth as jade and pleasantly fleshy. Once the stockings were on, her legs appeared even tighter and more delicate—utterly sensual and enchanting, exuding a fatally attractive charm.
Paired with the near-transparent silk slip dress, a maturity and sexiness that didn’t match her age, plus her natural elegance and the unique youthful shyness of a girl—it was enough to make anyone’s nose bleed.
When she was lying down it was still manageable, but now that she was sitting up, Lin Mo could barely stay seated.
He hunched over, afraid Su Ran would notice something.
In fact, Su Ran had already noticed—and that was exactly why she felt even more aggrieved, thinking she wasn’t good enough, her figure wasn’t good enough, her performance wasn’t good enough.
If she were truly enough, how could even the “martial secret manual” outshine her?
What Lin Mo didn’t know was that while Su Ran had taken his words to heart, she hadn’t fully accepted them.
Deep down, that one obsession still remained—she wanted to go further.
As long as that step wasn’t taken, she would never feel at ease, would always doubt, and in the coming days that doubt would only grow worse until it became unbearable.
At 10:30 p.m., Su Ran reluctantly put her school uniform back on.
The uniform felt like heavy shackles. Once she wore it, she reverted to her original self—timid, not daring to look Lin Mo in the eyes anymore, not daring to take the initiative to hug or kiss.
Lin Mo didn’t quite understand why. He figured courage probably had an expiration date too.
When he came over, he’d also been ready to go all out—because the atmosphere, desire, and other conditions had pushed him. Now that everything had calmed down, naturally he couldn’t muster that boldness anymore.
“Let’s go. I’ll walk you back.”
“Mm…”
Before leaving, Lin Mo turned back to look at the yandere room that had been created just for him. The corner of his mouth lifted in a genuine smile. “By the way, why is the lighting in this room orange-red?”
Su Ran lowered her head, poking her index fingers together. “Just… copying love hotels.”
Lin Mo was a little surprised.
He had thought this was some unique yandere aesthetic, the kind naturally inclined toward horror-movie vibes.
Who would’ve thought… it was actually the result of prior “research”?
Seeing him silent, Su Ran secretly glanced up at him and tentatively asked, “Should I… throw everything in the room away?”
Lin Mo immediately realized she was overthinking again. He quickly took her hand and gripped it tightly. “Why throw them away? These are all proof that you like me. You’re not allowed to throw them out—not only are you not allowed, I want to fill the living room with them together with you.”
“But… it can’t just be my things. We have to put your things there too.”
Su Ran’s eyes had just lit up before dimming again. Unwillingly, she said, “Only yours.”
“That won’t do.”
Lin Mo mysteriously shook his phone. “The photos I took of you tonight—I’m going to print them out and hang them here too. Turn this into our shameless little secret hideout.”
Su Ran’s eyes widened instantly. She panicked. “Y-y-y-you took photos?!”
Lin Mo found it funny and lightly scraped her little nose. “You’re allowed to secretly watch me, but I’m not allowed to take a few pictures of you? Hm?”
Huh?
Su Ran suddenly thought of something and guiltily averted her eyes.
Seeing this, Lin Mo thought—yep, as expected.
This girl definitely installed cameras in his house.
When did she do it?
While thinking, he leaned close to her ear and gave her a strong dose of reassurance. “I’m not blaming you. I like that you watch. When we get home later you can watch. Want to?”
Su Ran’s breathing suddenly stopped—then she gave tiny, extremely rapid nods.
Since they couldn’t go all the way tonight, she already felt empty. When Lin Mo said she could watch when they got home, he was clearly saying they’d continue at home.
She quickly glanced down, then asked full of anticipation, “Will you… still look at the secret manual?”
Lin Mo shook his phone again and smirked wickedly. “Isn’t looking at you enough?”
Su Ran’s pupils shrank sharply. She immediately grabbed Lin Mo’s wrist and dragged him toward the door. “Home!!”
Seeing how eager she was, Lin Mo also felt his heart race. Tonight’s pent-up energy was seriously intense—he figured she at least deserved two or three “rewards.”
Before 11 p.m., Su Ran made it home on time.
The moment she stepped through the door, she hurried into her room and opened her laptop.
She entered Lin Mo’s birthday to unlock it. The moment the screen lit up—it was the surveillance feed.
If Lin Mo were here, he’d definitely be shocked.
Because it wasn’t just his room being monitored—dozens of cameras covered every single corner of his home, leaving no blind spots.
About half an hour later, Lin Mo opened his door and walked into the frame.
At the same time, Su Ran’s phone vibrated—it was his call.
“Did Auntie say anything to you?”
“She did. I didn’t listen.”
“Hah, careful or she might not let you see me anymore.”
“I don’t care…”
Su Ran curled up in her computer chair, legs dangling over each armrest.
She stared intently at the monitor. Left hand holding the phone, right hand quietly fumbling around.
In the footage, Lin Mo looked like someone who had just moved into a new place, curiously inspecting everything.
“Can you see here?”
“I can see.”
“What about here?”
“Mm.”
“And here?”
“Mm.”
“Holy shit—you even got the bathroom?!”
“Mm… uuu…”
“What’s wrong? You catching a cold?”
“Mm… hnn…”
In the suddenly quiet luxury apartment, Lin Mo paused. His words cut off abruptly.
Listening to the faint humming and moaning sounds coming through the phone, he suddenly felt a little nervous.
He thought to himself: There’s no way this could get any more outrageous.
Even so, he still asked out loud,
“Where do you want to watch from?”