"What? A Level 7 injury? That can't be right, Officer, you must have made a mistake."
Looking at the anxious Teacher Qin, I knew she wasn't worried about me being sentenced, but about Chen Le. The irony of it was truly something.
"It's mainly brain damage. That's all we know for now," the policeman repeated. So this is what he was waiting for. No wonder Chen Le didn't fight back when I hit him on the court. He had planned from the very beginning to send me to jail. The moment I fought back, it became mutual assault.
As for the Level 7 injury or the brain damage, I was afraid he had probably bribed the hospital, or maybe his parents helped him. The goal was simple: to get me locked up.
"Let's go, don't waste time."
"Ah... um, Officer, can I call my dad first? Then we can go."
"Then be quick about it, don't waste time," the policeman said impatiently.
"Okay, okay, it'll be fast." With that, I immediately dialed my dad's number.
"Hello, Dad... I'm in trouble." Unlike what I expected, my dad's anxious voice didn't come from the other end of the line. Instead, after a long pause, his breathless voice came through.
"Oh... Xiao Wen, your mom called me about it twenty minutes ago. It's fine, don't worry. Dad's busy right now, I have to hang up."
I froze in place, unable to react for a long time. What was happening? I'm his only son. How could he be so calm and indifferent? It wasn't until the policeman said, "Let's go," that I snapped out of my daze and followed him downstairs and into the car like a walking corpse.
Even after being locked in the detention center, I still couldn't come back to my senses for a long time. As night fell, I lay on the bed in the center, thinking about everything that had happened recently. From the moment Xinran told me about Teacher Qin's unusual behavior, to Xinran herself... Could it be...? I shook my head immediately. No, it was impossible. Xinran would never betray me, and she would never conspire with Teacher Qin to do something like this. Absolutely impossible.
Besides, Chen Le had said more than once that he didn't like young girls, only mature women. Especially charming, beautiful ones. So many class beauties and even the school beauty had written him love letters, but he never even looked at them. Even a recent female graduate teacher who came to our school for an internship had expressed her feelings for him, but he ignored her.
From Xinran telling me about Teacher Qin's strange behavior, to his odd actions at the mall, to the discovery of the diary and the installation of the phone tapping device, and finally the big scene at Teacher Qin's house: everything I discovered seemed to go too smoothly. Could it really have been a trap set up by Chen Le, step by step?
He's just a high school student, just like me. Could he really have such scheming and so much power? And of course, there was Teacher Qin's betrayal in the middle of it all. After all my mom has done for you, how could you scheme against her like this? You deserve to die, Teacher Qin.
And so, I spent three days in the detention center. During this time, I couldn't help but think about what Chen Le had said on the court before I hit him: "Have your mother kneel at my feet and beg me to fuck her for three days, and we'll call it even."
Thinking about this, I no longer felt the anger I had before. These three days in the detention center had also gradually calmed me down. Although my mom is kind and gentle as water, she is a strong and resolute woman at heart. She's not like that slut Teacher Qin, an ice beauty on the surface but a complete sex slave bitch in private.
Today was already my third day in the detention center, and there was no sign of me being released. This meant my mom hadn't given in to Chen Le's threats at all.
After some self-reassurance, I also felt it wasn't a big deal. When I got out, I would tell my mom everything that had happened, let her see what kind of person Teacher Qin really was, and what kind of person Chen Le was.
But why hadn't my mom come to see me once in three days?
I recalled the past year since I got to know Chen Le. It started with him telling me dirty jokes intentionally or unintentionally, then sending me photos of sexy women, and then videos. These things slowly turned the innocent me into a perverted teenager. When these no longer gave me a thrill, he started giving me erotic novels.
As I became addicted, the style of the novels slowly shifted from pure love to "cuckold" stories about mothers. With his constant recommendations and updates, I gradually sank into this kind of novel, unable to extricate myself. They brought me unparalleled pleasure in the middle of every night, and I even started to fantasize about involving my own mature, charming mother in them. Huh? Could it be that he intentionally gave me...
"Lin Wen, you have a visitor." Just as I was about to connect to a terrifying thought, a policeman came in and interrupted me.
"Really? Is it my mom?"
"Come with me." I followed the policeman into an empty room where a fat, middle-aged man was waiting for me. Just as I was wondering who this was, the policeman behind me spoke up, "This is our Bureau Chief Ding." I was still wondering what the bureau chief wanted with me.
"Young man, I've looked at your case. It can be big problems or a small problem. If we make it a big deal, there's no problem sentencing you to several years."
Hearing what the fat bureau chief said, my heart sank. I stood there dumbfounded. Seeing that I didn't react for a long time, the fat bureau chief spoke again.
"But if we make it a small deal, it's just kids fighting, nothing serious. Let your mom think of a way."
"The main thing is whether the other party can forgive you. Don't be impulsive later. Sit down and talk with him properly."
Only then did I understand from the bureau chief's words that the person who came to see me wasn't my mom, but Chen Le. Was this bureau chief saying all these irrelevant things to pave the way for Chen Le?
"Think about it carefully. You're young, don't be impulsive when things happen. Your mom has it hard, and you're her only child." After saying this, the bureau chief walked out.
I sat dumbfounded in the chair, waiting for Chen Le's arrival. Just as the bureau chief reached the door, Chen Le pushed it open. The bureau chief greeted him with a fawning smile: "Young Master Chen, I've said what needed to be said."
"Mm, you can go out now," Chen Le said lightly, showing no reaction to the bureau chief's flattery.
"Alright, alright, alright, you two talk slowly." The bureau chief said "alright" three times in a row before leaving the room.
"How have these three days been for you?"
"What are you here for?" I stared at Chen Le viciously.
"Don't look at me like that. Aren't we good friends? It's only right that I come to see you," Chen Le said with a smile. For a moment, I seemed to see the Chen Le who was my good buddy. But in an instant, I realized he was a demon who played with people's hearts, and his friendship with me had a purpose from the start.
"Hmph, do you even believe that yourself?" I snorted coldly in reply.
"Why wouldn't I believe it? Aren't we good friends?" Chen Le said shamelessly. I had no patience for it and asked directly.
"Just say what you want. Don't beat around the bush."
"What can I want? I just brought Teacher Lin to see you."
When I heard my mom was here too, I shot up from my chair, reached across the table, and grabbed Chen Le by the collar. "I told you not to mess with my mom, or I'll fight you to the death."
Chen Le calmly removed my hand, straightened his clothes, and said.
"What do you mean? I just brought Teacher Lin to see you. What were you thinking? I happen to know the bureau chief. Your mom came, but they wouldn't let her in. I kindly pulled some strings to bring her in. Not only are you not thanking me, but you're treating me like this."
So my mom had already come. I knew she couldn't possibly not come to see me.
"Hmph, I bet you were the one who told them not to let her in."
"How can you say that? I'm doing you a favor. Otherwise, you probably wouldn't be able to see your mom before you go to prison."
Hearing the veiled threat in Chen Le's words, I felt deflated. Because I knew he was telling the truth. Judging from the bureau chief's attitude just now, it would be easy for Chen Le to keep me locked up. I slumped powerlessly into the chair. "What on earth do you want?"
"What I want, don't you already know? Were all those novels I sent you for nothing?"
"You-" Before I could finish, Chen Le interrupted me.
"Don't you want to see Teacher Lin?"
Of course I wanted to. But looking at Chen Le's triumphant face, he was clearly waiting for me to beg him. But I really couldn't bring myself to say it. Seeing my silence, Chen Le said, "Forget it," then snapped his fingers and said to the door, "Come in, Teacher Lin."
I stared blankly at the door as my mom pushed it open. The moment the door opened, my eyes were completely captivated by her.
My mom was wearing light, girlish makeup and her hair was tied in a high ponytail. She wore an apricot colored, hollowed out knit top on her upper body. The entire shirt was made of palm-sized sunflowers sewn together. Through the gaps in the knit, her fair, tender skin was clearly visible. Her large, full breasts seemed ready to burst out, wrapped in a white lace camisole, looking perfectly round, sweet, and soft.
On her lower body, she wore a white pleated skirt that just reached the top of her thighs. Her plump, peach-like buttocks lifted the back of the skirt high, barely covering her ass. The top of the pleated skirt only reached a little above her hips. Paired with the hollowed-out knit top, it perfectly showcased her slender willow waist, the curve of her waist, and her delicate, smooth, firm skin. This feeling of being partially hidden was the ultimate temptation.
Her straight legs were covered in skin colored stockings. Her calves were straight, her thighs were full and round without a single flaw. The white sneakers on her feet added to her youthful vibe. Overall, she exuded the youthful energy of a college girl. Yet, her curvaceous figure with its large breasts and plump buttocks gave her a mature, charming aura.
Seeing me, she walked quickly towards me. The short skirt fluttered slightly with her fast movements, revealing the flesh of her upper thighs from time to time. My mom had to press the hem of the skirt against her large butt with her hand. When she reached me, tears were already welling up in her eyes.
My mom rushed forward as if to hug me, but Chen Le pulled her back and said, "Stand still." Chen L said this in an almost commanding tone, then added.