The curtains blocked out the sunlight, making the room dim. The white walls were covered with different photos, and without exception, the subject of all the photos was the same person: Feng Guang.
There are photos of her sitting on her balcony reading, bathed in warm sunlight, looking clean and beautiful; photos of her swinging under a banyan tree, her hair flying, her smile bright and captivating; and photos of her helping her father water the flowers in the yard, her back slightly bent, her slender white fingers tucking strands of hair behind her ear... Whether in motion or still, everything has been captured by the camera in its most beautiful form.
The shock in Feng Guang's heart was indescribable, and a chill ran down her spine. She was still being held in An Tong's arms, pointing blankly at the wall, "These...these..."
“Because I was so bored before, I couldn’t help but pay more attention to the scenery.” An Tong’s lips curled up slightly, forming the perfect arc.
Feng Guang struggled to get off him, then took a few steps closer and pointed to a photograph on the wall, saying, "This is from when I first moved here. You've been like this ever since then..."
She just couldn't bring herself to say the word "secretly photograph."
"The scenery is too dazzling, I can't resist." An Tong hugged her from behind. "Feng Guang said I'm yours, so you won't abandon me, right?"
She was trembling slightly all over.
An Tong hugged her tighter, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "After all, Feng Guang said you like me."
My goodness, it seems she's hooked up with some incredible man.
Let's rewind to three months ago, to the day the Xia family moved in.
An Tong, who was reading, was disturbed by the ping-pong noise outside. Originally, no one lived in the house next door. He pushed his wheelchair closer to the French window, slightly pulled back the curtains, and a ray of sunlight shone in, making him, who was used to the darkness, feel a little uncomfortable. After his gaze fell on the girl, he could not take his eyes off her.
Undeniably, his first impression was that she was beautiful. But upon closer inspection, he saw something different. Even the slightest change in her expression revealed a confidence and pride that remained undisturbed by others. That radiance, combined with the sunlight shining upon her, was simply dazzling. She stood under the banyan tree, reaching out to touch the swing he had sat on as a child, as if touching his childhood self.
An Tong's mind was a complete blur. If he had to find a more beautiful way to describe it, it would be like a dazzling firework had bloomed in his mind. But he was not satisfied with the short-lived burst of the firework. He had an inexplicable impulse to capture this firework and to keep it blooming by his side forever.
To put it simply, it can be summed up in just a few words: it's her. He never imagined he would fall in love at first sight.
Everything fell into place naturally from there. He presented himself as the most gentle, beautiful, and pitiful person in front of her, and she would fall in love with him out of pity. Sure enough, she confessed to him, but An Tong was no longer sure.
He installed a tracker and a listening device on her phone, and every day he would hide in a dimly lit room and secretly take pictures of her. Even in the quietest of nights, he would masturbate with her photos, and each time he released his pent-up desires, the hole in his heart would only grow larger... He wanted her, he wanted to possess her completely. Her alluring scent and her sweet voice were always on his mind.
Has he become a pervert?
An Tong was startled by this side of himself for the first time. He began to wonder if he would hurt her. Perhaps, boys her age would be more suitable for her... As it turned out, he later regretted having this thought.
Now, she is in her arms.
An Tong bent down, buried his head in her neck, and took a deep breath of her scent. He let out a satisfied sigh. He knew she had gone to Li Bi. His warm lips pressed against her smooth skin, and he whispered, "This is the real me, disgusting, perverted, and glamorous. You can't regret it now, it's too late."
Who said she'd regret it?
Feng Guang reached out and hugged him back, trying not to let anyone see the sly smile on her lips. After a moment of shock, she became excited. This kind of man was just... too captivating!
The system's indifferent voice rang out: "Mission complete."
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