Urban Romance (A Useless Man Gets Attracted Peach Blossoms) (Complete) - Part 2

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13.
I could feel the warmth between her legs, even though I'd gone to the wrong person. Her soft breasts attracted my hand; I covered them and gently stroked them. The feeling of scratching through a boot spurred me to continue deeper, but just as I felt the creamy texture, I was pulled away.
How could something so soft be so easily pushed away?
My hand moved from the bulge to the area, so smooth and slippery that I lingered. They were so big, one hand couldn't encircle them, soft like cotton, sinking in completely with the slightest pressure, shifting like dough in my hand.
I felt myself reacting, the reaction of a twenty-year-old man. The body pressing against me seemed to sense it, a little shy, yet bravely responding. I couldn't resist any longer; my hand slid down her rounded shape.
A soft voice: "No." I quickly stopped, surprised, "It's you?"
Little Dingdong was a little shy, but still smiling. I said, "I thought..." Xiao Dingdong said, "I didn't expect it to be Li Wen. You thought it was Chen Nan, I've seen you two together often."
I said, "But I never imagined it was you, I'm so sorry." I let go of Xiao Dingdong, but I couldn't hide my embarrassment. Even in the moonlight, I felt my face burning.
Xiao Dingdong said fieryly, "What's wrong with me? Am I not pretty? What are you disappointed about?" I quickly said, "Pretty, pretty, I'm not disappointed, just surprised." Xiao Dingdong said, "Surprised about what?" I felt helpless, facing this girl's fiery words, I was at a loss.
I smiled bitterly and said, "We don't know each other, but just now we..." Xiao Dingdong said, "But we had a lot of chemistry." I said, "What did we have in common?"
Xiao Dingdong hesitated for a moment and said, "Kissing, I could feel you were aroused." I said, "How did you feel it?" Xiao Dingdong said shyly, "You touched me, don't deny it."
My head suddenly felt heavy. I suddenly felt a little dirty, a little despicable. No matter who it was, I felt I had gone too far.
I glanced instinctively at my crotch; the tent that had just been erected was still in its early stages. My face burned again, and I saw Xiaodingdong's face, a mixture of excitement and shyness.
I said, "You're so brave, I'm scared of you."
But Xiaodingdong said nonchalantly, "My mom said that if you like something, you should be brave. Even if you don't succeed, you'll still have been happy." I said skeptically, "Is that really true?"
Xiaodingdong lowered her head and said, "Yes, I come from a single-parent family." I said, "I'm sorry."
Xiaodingdong looked up and said with a smile, "I like directness. I liked you when I watched TV." I said, "Why? I'm not handsome, and I don't have any charm. I'd just be a brick in a crowd."
Xiaodingdong laughed, and her breasts bounced again. I said, "Do I deserve your smile?" Little Dingdong said, "I just love the look in your eyes, like you don't care about anything, yet you seem indifferent to everything."
I said, "Then I have even less reason to be liked."
"But you are indeed very affectionate and gentle." As she spoke, she blushed, and even though it was moonlight, I could feel the blush.
Then she shyly recited my poem: "My love is the song on your lips, without your lips, my song falls silent,
when your breath dances into a rainbow in the air, I softly harmonize after the rain."
I said, "That's nonsense, you have no literary talent whatsoever." Little Dingdong said quietly, "I was just wondering, what kind of lips can have this feeling? I felt it just now."
I laughed and said, "They're smelly and have the smell of smoke." Little Dingdong said, "Are you from the countryside?" I said, "Yes, my ancestors have been farmers for generations."
Little Dingdong said, "But your poem is indeed very affectionate, it makes me feel like a tender boy, but you are very thin, you don't look like someone who has done manual labor."
I could only laugh helplessly and say, "What do you, a city girl, know? Is your curiosity satisfied?" Little Dingdong saw that I was a little angry, so she said softly, "No, don't be angry, I just don't know how to express my feelings."
I said, "Your feelings are just curiosity about a country boy." My inferiority complex suddenly took over, I shook off Little Dingdong's hand, and was about to leave.
Xiao Dingdong suddenly hugged me, her two soft mounds pressing against my chest. A girl of only about 20, her breasts were as large as small mountains, enough to captivate countless men.
I said, "I'm not used to this. It's better if we keep some distance."
Xiao Dingdong laughed and said, "You were a tiger just now, and now you've turned into a cat. You seemed about to devour me, but now you don't dare."
I smiled bitterly and said, "We're from two different worlds. I'm just a country girl; I don't deserve to be with you." Xiao Dingdong said, "Why are there thorns on your hands? Let me see."
I recoiled; the calluses from farm work hadn't faded yet, and my inferiority complex made me want to run away immediately.
But Xiao Dingdong gently took my hand and said, "You can't escape. Let me see. There's a small callus; let me cut it off for you."
Under the streetlight, Xiao Dingdong carefully cut off the callus attached to my hand, cutting away my inferiority complex as well. I was instantly overwhelmed by her gentleness.
Perhaps I had suppressed it for too long, perhaps I needed gentleness too much, perhaps I longed for love; I involuntarily took Xiao Dingdong's hand.
I asked, "Have you ever been in a relationship before?" Xiao Dingdong replied, "You think being brave means I'm a womanizer?"
A little embarrassed, I stammered, "No, I was just asking casually, don't tell me if you don't want to." Xiao Dingdong laughed and happily said, "I have, with my cousin."
I just casually said "Oh." Xiao Dingdong continued, "But we weren't even close yet, my mom found out, and cousins aren't allowed to date."
I said, "So you two have already...?" Xiao Dingdong said, "No, she was just jealous. We only kissed a few times before it ended." I said, "You're so good at kissing?" Xiao Dingdong repeatedly said "You're so annoying," and hugged me.
I said, "Why did you pull away just now?" Xiao Dingdong looked up at me and said, "You hurt me, that's what I cut off earlier, now you can touch it." Xiao Dingdong was as gentle as cotton, blooming right before my eyes.
This sudden love left me somewhat bewildered, and this brave girl also made me feel confused. I wasn't as brave as I thought, and my hands hung limply at my sides.
Little Dingdong took my hand and said shyly, "Touch me."
Her soft little hand led my calloused hand into the valley, sinking in softly, unwilling to pull out. Her
little hand covered mine, rotating and kneading, and I began to waver again.
She sat on my lap, leaning against me. I couldn't imagine how happy my hand was, wandering on those soft breasts, unsure if it was a dream or reality.
Little Dingdong suddenly laughed and said, "You're so naughty, pressing against me again."
I suddenly snapped back to reality. I quickly pulled my hand away. But my body had already slipped into the crevice between those two rounded breasts, and I could even feel her trembling.
She was also unconsciously moving, and my hand began to loosen, exploring forward little by little. I could clearly feel a burning heat, and then that burning heat suddenly released, a warm current invading all my senses, that feeling gathering all the power and finally erupting. It was like a volcanic eruption, the fiery lava breaking through the barrier, rushing out of the tightly wrapped fabric, seeping out of the outer garment, melting into the white dress, merging with the warm current, becoming one.

14. Blooming cotton candy
Little Dingdong kept moaning "Mmm," "Mmm," and I said embarrassedly, "I'm coming, what should I do?"
Little Dingdong said shyly, "I know, no one saw anyway." I quickly said, "Get up, wipe yourself off." Little Dingdong hugged me tightly but wouldn't let go, whispering, "No, I want you to hold me a little longer." Time seemed to drag on
forever.
Little Dingdong's soft body made me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles. Evening self-study was about to end, and naturally, there were more people.
The small garden was a place where people gathered. Seeing my awkwardness, Little Dingdong laughed and said, "Okay, I can hear your heartbeat." I said, "I'm really scared." Little Dingdong stood up, smiling, and said, "Let me wipe you off."
She took out a delicate little handkerchief from her bag, slipped it under my pants, and gently wiped me with the handkerchief. After wiping me, she casually touched me, then came out satisfied, put the handkerchief to her nose, and even gently licked it with the tip of her tongue. My God, my battle was about to begin again.
Her little hands were still stroking it back and forth, as if she couldn't get enough of it, or as if she wanted to melt it.
"That's not ice cream, it gets harder the more you touch it."
"It is ice cream, I want to eat it."
Oh God, why did I have to say that? Seeing her little red lips, I actually put them in my mouth. Hearing the approaching footsteps in the distance, I started to blow the bugle call, directing the soldiers to charge a few times before quickly curling up in the trench.
"I won't pester you, but I must win you over, I must make you love me." Little Dingdong said and ran away. I didn't know what to say.
My hands still had the warm fragrance of her breasts, and her tongue still had my lava on it.
I bought two movie tickets, "Romance on Lushan Mountain." Although it was an old movie, I had seen it before, and I felt that this was the movie I should watch.
The sun was still high, and it was still early for the movie, so I went to the park in the center of the street to have a smoke. This was smokers' territory. I saw many familiar faces, and I also saw Chen Nan, who was leaning against Shi Lei's chest.
I don't know if it was shame or lack of confidence, but the movie tickets turned into shredded paper. Mine also turned into scraps of paper. The kite in the clouds drifted down like a broken string. Seeing their tender embrace, I felt like a defeated rooster, wandering aimlessly around the campus. I was a defeated rooster to begin with; we were never meant to be together. She was a swan, and I was a rooster.
I don't know how long I walked, nor that the sun had long since set. I didn't even realize Chen Nan had run up to me.
Chen Nan said, "Li Chao, I'm exhausted from looking for you." Seeing Chen Nan's skirt soaked with sweat, the hemline rising and falling like rippling waves, a refreshing sight in this summer heat, my heart softened. Could my kite still take flight?
I said sarcastically, "What's up?" Chen Nan said in surprise, "Weren't we going to see a movie? It's about to start."
The defeated rooster had no gentlemanly manners to begin with, so I laughed and said, "Who are you going with?" Chen Nan seemed to realize something, but still smiled and said, "You? What's wrong with you today?"
I said, "Nothing, just a little back pain." I deliberately pressed my lower back, and Chen Nan immediately said, "Let me see."
Chen Nan came over and put her arm around my waist; I didn't even have time to resist.
The October weather was still hot, the autumn heat was at its peak. The warmth of the lotus root carried over, and my arm occasionally brushed against her soft breasts. I felt a sense of collapse, utterly defeated. That softness felt like needles pricking my heart; the shivering sensation from the needles made me feel the bulging power. I knew what it was. I seemed to have forgotten what I had just witnessed and ignored my own bitter feelings.
Seeing Chen Nan's concerned expression, I could only say, "It's nothing." Chen Nan scolded me, "Be careful, you're still a man." I said, "I don't want to watch the movie anymore." Chen Nan smiled and said, "Then I'll chat with you."
A walk by the river, with a beautiful woman beside me, was indeed very pleasant. A naive boy had developed into a young man, and a self-conscious young man's self-confidence had been amplified to the point of being abnormal in the face of setbacks.
The girl's fragrance was intoxicating, and I grasped Chen Nan's hand with my sweaty fingers. Bai Ou's arm trembled slightly, and I could feel her rapid breathing. I took out a cigarette with one hand, but my turbulent emotions made my hand tremble as I lit it. I wanted to speak, but a puff of smoke made me cough, but I didn't want to let go of her hand.
"What's wrong?" Chen Nan asked me softly, her voice slightly hoarse. Looking at her red lips, I finally couldn't resist. I wanted to seize that fragrance that had attracted me for so long. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her fiercely.
The sky disappeared, leaving only the cicadas' song to accompany the weeping willows. The water vanished, and all I felt was warmth; my soft lips were like cotton candy.
The cotton candy gradually bloomed, and I could feel the trembling of its heart. My hands, like a farmer picking cotton, began to recklessly plunder the fragrance of each blossom, from my lips to my neck. The swan's neck was my most cherished spot; its neck made my lips and tongue lose themselves. But the large stamens attracted me, the fully opened petals trembling slightly, the protrusion of the column revealing the pollen quietly falling.
My hand couldn't help but gently press against it, afraid of spilling a single drop of nectar. I feared that too much roughness would embarrass the flower, so I gently kissed its red lips again.
The white lotus struggled to leave my lips, tears welling in its eyes. I didn't know the meaning of those tears.
Chen Nan asked, "Do you like me?"

15. Fang Shanshan's ripples
I countered, "Don't you like Shi Lei?"
Chen Nan said excitedly, "Who said that?"
Seeing Chen Nan's excitement, my jealousy was reignited. I said calmly, "I saw it." Chen Nan shouted, "What did you see?" I firmly replied, "In the park, I don't need to explain."
Chen Nan yelled, "You bastard!" and staggered away. Her mark was still on my lips.
Yang Wei asked me to play Go. He must have something on his mind; he played absentmindedly. I used a modified Chinese opening, and Yang Wei started with a three-star formation. Over the past few months, I've been able to win a game or two occasionally. "I like the concept of the Chinese opening; after all, I'm Chinese. I like Go. In the 361 intersections, I see green fields—that's my hometown. Seeing my hometown is seeing hope, seeing my roots."
Yang Wei lost again. I knew why, so I didn't ask him. That night, I went directly to Fang Shanshan.
I said, "Fang Shanshan, can I talk to you for a while?" Fang
Shanshan was surprised, her expression strange. It wasn't surprising that Yang Wei liked her; her breasts and pert buttocks were enough to draw a man's attention with a single turn, followed by a fierce ravaging. The allure of that cleavage was more captivating than furrows in a field, inspiring a man's power. The slight movement of her high heels brought her hips to life, and her thin trousers were the perfect example of a half-concealed beauty, revealing both the scenery and the allure, the subtle movement of the cleavage palpable.
I said, "Surprised, or delighted?"
Fang Shanshan said, "Both."
Not wanting to waste time, I cut to the chase. I said, "Yang Wei likes you a lot."
Fang Shanshan said, "I know." Her "I know" was flat, devoid of any emotion.
I said, "How was the movie?"
Fang Shanshan still said indifferently, "It's been so long, I've almost forgotten it, and you still remember?" I said, "Can you give him a chance?"
Fang Shanshan smiled and said, "I'll give anyone a chance." Then she asked, "Hey, what was the meaning of that poem you wrote?"
I said, "Which one?" Fang Shanshan said, "It's that song, 'To Whom Do I Say It, To You,' who do you want to say it to?" I said, "It's nothing, I just wrote it casually."
Fang Shanshan said, "The school isn't just starting out anymore; this kind of poetry can be published in the school magazine." I said, "It's the 90s now, don't be old-fashioned." Fang Shanshan said, "So you shouldn't be old-fashioned either, and you shouldn't concern yourself with Yang Wei's affairs."
I said, "But you can't let someone struggle in their dreams." Fang Shanshan seemed helpless, smiling as she said, "I want to struggle too, but I don't have a dream yet." I said, "Then what do you want to dream about? Yang Wei is such a good man."
Fang Shanshan said calmly, "I don't know, that's why I have no answer, just like your poetry, what are you trying to say?"
Her face was somewhat calm, her calm chest revealing no surging waves, like a lake without wind, the crease always visible, like solidified snow, smooth and clean; if you touched it, glistening water droplets would surely drip down. Who will be this brave explorer?

16. The first time
I said this to someone: To you
…
Adults crave a different kind of longing
, like in *The Bridges of Madison County*.
Everyone hopes to linger in tenderness afterward, yet also stirs up waves
within that tenderness. Before the pleasure after the sting arrives, the mistake is already beautiful.
I love the warmth of the night
, and I've also found the joy of birdsong in the early morning.
It's a kind of passionate cry, a hint of
pleasurable groan,
a release of joy,
and a satisfied interpretation,
like taking a walk. The flat grass is too peaceful;
I walk up the gentle hills and valleys, splashing a few times in the stream.
The waves come quickly, and then they pass quickly
…
The school magazine has already moved beyond the era of abstinence, even though the 1990s have only just begun. Students have already opened their windows to welcome the sunlight. The scorching sunlight stimulates the rapid growth of all living things. Flowers bloom, leaves unfold, and the heart begins to fill with joy.
I felt the failure of this conversation. Fang Shanshan said mysteriously, "I'll tell you a secret." I replied casually, "What secret?" Fang Shanshan said, "It's about Chen Nan, the one you want to see every day." Hearing it was about Chen Nan, I asked anxiously, "What happened to her?" Fang Shanshan laughed, a laugh that seemed very happy.
I said, "What are you laughing at?" Fang Shanshan said, "You got so anxious as soon as you heard it was Chen Nan, and you said you didn't know who to tell?" I said, "What exactly happened to her?" Fang Shanshan said, "You don't know she has dizziness problems. Someone saw her faint." I said, "When?" Fang Shanshan said, "Yesterday, I think she's in the hospital now."
Big hospitals are bigger than small hospitals, but the smell of the medicine is the same. I chose to see Chen Nan at night, wondering if the night could hide my shame or increase my tenderness.
Chen Nan smiled when she saw me, seemingly forgetting the unpleasantness by the river. Although her face was pale, I could still see some blush.
Chen Nan said, "I had a minor ailment, but it got worse because I was too tired." Looking at Chen Nan's expression, I felt a pang of sympathy and said, "Being a superwoman isn't easy." Chen Nan smiled and said, "I don't want to, but I just can't stop. *Black Stone* magazine, student council, and studies—it's too stressful."
I said with concern, "Then you must get plenty of rest." Chen Nan closed her eyes slightly, and I helped her lean against the headboard. Chen Nan hesitated for a long time before saying, "That day, Shi Lei and I argued, and I fainted." I said with some guilt, "Don't say that, I'm petty."
Chen Nan looked at the flowers in my hand and smiled, "Why did you only give me one rose?" I smiled wryly and said, "I saved that from my cigarette money." Chen Nan took the rose, smelled it, and said, "I like it." I instinctively grabbed the hand that was outstretched beside the blanket. My hand didn't tremble, but my heart did.
Our hands clasped together, motionless for a long time. The ward was quiet; the patient next to us seemed to be about to be discharged, hurriedly packing their belongings. Chen Nan said shyly, "You're the first person to kiss me." I whispered in her ear, "I also want you to have a first in my world." Chen Nan asked curiously, "What first?" I smiled and said, "The first person to kiss you in the hospital." Then I kissed her.
Our tongues were no longer shy, like two old friends, holding hands tightly, shaking them again and again. As soon as the person in the ward left, my hands became restless, slowly crawling over the white lotus root, entering the valley, and heading towards the peak.
I said softly, "This is also a first." I stroked Chen Nan's soft breasts, gently teasing the trembling cherries, feeling that Xiao Dingdong's breasts were larger.

17. Suddenly I got hard
yesterday. Xiao Dingdong approached me with the school magazine, her face full of smiles.
Xiao Dingdong said, "You write so well." I smiled and said, "Li Wen, don't praise me. I'm easily arrogant, and it's not good to say that."
Xiao Dingdong then loudly recited, "Everyone hopes to linger in tenderness afterward, and stir up waves within that tenderness. This doesn't seem like something written by someone without experience; it has a bit of an adult feel to it." I said, "Nonsense, we're about the same age."
Xiao Dingdong didn't care about that and grabbed my arm mysteriously, saying, "You have experience." I said, "What experience?" Xiao Dingdong said, "In that area."
My mind immediately returned to my distant hometown. My hometown isn't a grassland, but the beach left behind by Zhang Yu boiling the sea still exists.
On the beach, simple beauty blooms, the valley is rich in rain, but the green trees haven't yet provided shade.
Zihan stood there, like a slender flowering tree, graceful and elegant. I turned around only after walking behind her. Back then, there weren't many sweet words; sitting together was happiness, looking at the blue sky was joy, and holding hands was excitement.
I had never seen Zihan so shy before. Suddenly, she pinned me down and started touching me, even slipping her hand inside. Blushing, she said, "I saw Daddy and the nanny doing this, the nanny eating Daddy." She then took her hand out and fondled it, occasionally licking it. Watching her little tongue skillfully roam back and forth, I suddenly got an erection, wanting to find a place to lie down. But she became playful, sucking until she was satisfied, then starting to bite, gently biting each taut vein. Each bite made me tremble. When she touched my cheek, she teased it with her tongue. I couldn't resist trying to penetrate her, until the resistance and her pleas for mercy finally allowed me to feel the wetness again.
I laughed and said, "Is it good?" Zihan said, "It's good, but Daddy is touching her there too." She then released her breasts and placed them near my mouth…
the smooth, tender breasts began to tempt my senses. I eagerly searched for a target. A naive and inexperienced youth, seeing flowers, saw spring. Without a moment's hesitation, he breathed in the spring air—an impulsive yet natural breath. The newly opened flowers tempted him with their sweetness.
Unable to suppress his impulse, he waved away bees and butterflies, stumbling and running even through the dense, almost impenetrable, flowerbeds. He slid down, accidentally slipping into a ravine.
The wind blew gently, birds sang, insects chirped, and I began to cultivate. "I am a farmer, I must cultivate; tomorrow I will be a farmer, today I will practice cultivating." I felt no malice within me; going with the flow masked my baseness.
The haphazard entry instantly aroused me. I closed my eyes and imagined a delicate peach blossoming into a beautiful flower, each petal torn open by me, the inner flesh trembling incessantly, like a massage, like rejection, like welcome. The two small hands crowding around me gave me a feeling of exploration. I didn't think about anything else and slipped inside through the crevice.
Zihan cried out softly, "It hurts so much!" I said, "Then I'm coming out." Zihan said, "It's okay, take it easy." I laughed and said, "You were peeking at your dad." Zihan said, "I caught him. I forgot my textbooks, and when I got home, I saw the nanny eating my dad. My dad has been mean to me for a while now because I'm a girl, and he wants a boy." I said, "You like me?" Zihan said, "Of course. You helped me. Last time a hooligans stopped me, you were a hero."
My eyes were already on my hometown, and before me was Zihan. She was in the heart of the country, perhaps on a date with another young man, or perhaps reading under a tree. I felt a pang of sadness.
Xiaodingdong saw that I had been silent for a long time and said, "You admit it." I said, "Who admitted it?"
Xiaodingdong laughed and said, "Why aren't you saying anything?" I still laughed and said, "I was wondering why you only have seven freckles." Xiaodingdong didn't ask any more questions, but took my hand and said, "Let's go boating." The
only thing to do in the park was boats, which were decorated in a gaudy way. Not only did they block out the sun, but they also blocked people's view. I said, "This boat is expensive, let's go get a cheaper one." Xiao Dingdong said, "It's okay, my mom just sent me money." I said seriously, "But I'm a man." Xiao Dingdong smiled and said, "You'll pay me back later, remember that."
The boat was crowded, the two of us pressed close together. Xiao Dingdong's breasts were already against my arm, and then her lips were on mine. A boy somewhat confused couldn't resist this temptation; my resistance crumbled quickly, and I couldn't help but cover her soft breasts with my hands.

18. Xiao Dingdong's First Time
My immature hands couldn't control the situation, sometimes slipping out from the left, sometimes overflowing from between my fingers. Mine was also swollen.
A small hand gently stroked it, occasionally mischievously pinching it hard.
I laughed and said, "It'll come out." Xiao Dingdong said mischievously, "I want it to come out." I said, "Then should I call for help?" Xiao Dingdong laughed and said, "Go ahead and call, it's your fault."
Looking at this fiery girl, I instantly felt like I was sinking to the bottom.
Little Dingdong said, "What's wrong with it? It's so soft and lifeless, like it's lost its soul."
I laughed and said, "You scared it, you have to pay for it." Little Dingdong laughed too and said, "I'll pay for it." Then it unzipped its pants and took it out.
I was a little flustered and quickly said, "Why did you take it out?" Little Dingdong said, "I'm going to treat you." I panicked even more when I heard that and quickly said, "No, this is a park." I covered myself.
Little Dingdong laughed and said, "I'd do that at school too." I said, "I haven't taken a bath in a long time." Little Dingdong said, "I'll give you a bath."
The light teasing of its tongue made me lose control, and the lingering affection in its grooves made me instantly energetic. I couldn't wait to find a blanket and crawl into it. It began to like the feeling of the breeze on its face, a little numb, a little itchy, and a little impulsive.
When you are naked in the spring breeze, you must feel very happy, cool, and breathing freely. Lying on the grass, looking at the white clouds and blue sky, the tender tips of the grass tickle you, but you can't bear to move. If there were a pair of eyes watching you, how would you feel?
The feeling is cool, especially in early autumn. A touch of warmth on the tip of my tongue was enough to turn all coolness into heat, and I tasted that burning sensation once more.
Little Dingdong said, "If you let me sit on you, I'll tell you my story." A little embarrassed, I blurted out, "What story?"
Little Dingdong's eyes were somewhat melancholy, and she whispered, "Don't look at me like that, it's my own story." As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.
I quickly said, "No, don't cry, I can't bear to see a girl cry." Little Dingdong said, "I won't cry, I just want to cry when I think of my mother." I said, "But you can't stop thinking about your mother."
Little Dingdong said, "That's why I think of my mother at night." I said, "You don't want anyone to see you cry."
Little Dingdong nodded, and tears fell. The pear blossoms, wet with rain, were breathtakingly beautiful.
Pear Blossom slowly sat on me. I felt her warm bottom and said, "Why aren't you wearing anything?" Little Dingdong said, "I just took them off." She snuggled closer. I hurriedly said, "Don't inch in, it'll be easy to get in." But Little Dingdong said, "I'm going in anyway."
The pear blossoms were already wet with rain, and the road was slippery with mud. The boat swayed, rocking the pear blossoms
and the rain. There was no swaying,
yet the boat swayed. The swelling was unimpeded, the tender pear blossoms had not yet encountered the spring breeze. My hand gently caressed the soft fruit. The fruit was very soft, the peaches were already ripe.
I squeezed into the spring breeze, but the spring breeze was incredibly smooth, as if welcoming, yet somewhat resistant. With a groan, I felt a bright red slowly seeping into my body, smelling the blood, yet my courage returned.
Little Dingdong said leisurely, "I'm so cheap, aren't I?" I looked at the water in the crevice and said worriedly, "I'm just worried that we can't be together forever." Little Dingdong smiled and said, "This moment is enough forever."
I said stubbornly, "But I hope for forever." Little Dingdong smiled, her face no longer wet with tears, her smile like a spring flower, blooming incomparably beautiful.
I said, "You smiled, it's so beautiful." Little Dingdong said, "I'm so happy, so incredibly happy. If you want forever, I'll be forever." I said, "I'm a poor child." Little Dingdong hugged me and said, "I'll give you a poor child."
I kissed her lips, though it was a little difficult. Little Dingdong gently rocked me, like a boat floating on water. After a while, Little Dingdong sadly began to tell her story.

19. My Mother's Story
"My mother is very beautiful, she works at a bank, and so does my father. Everyone thinks they are a perfect match, but when my mother gave birth to me, my father fell in love with another woman."
Little Dingdong pondered for a while, then said, "I've seen her, she has a good figure, she's beautiful, but I always felt she wasn't as beautiful as my mother. They divorced, my mother hated my father, and I was torn. My mother was the most beautiful woman in the bank, many people pursued her, but she didn't agree to any of them. But one day I saw my mother in the bedroom with their bank manager, and I spied on them."
"I saw Mom was happy, but I never saw them do *that* in bed, just kissing and touching," Xiao Dingdong said painfully. "But one day when I came home, I heard the bank manager say, 'I want to do you.' Mom said, 'No, you're not divorced yet.' The bank manager said, 'I can't take it anymore, use your mouth.' Mom said, 'No, I feel disgusted.' The bank manager said lewdly, 'Haha, your breasts are pretty good too.'"
Xiao Dingdong's tears fell, and I wiped them away with my hand. Xiao Dingdong smiled, tears still in her eyes, and continued, "I saw the bank manager's thing moving back and forth between Mom's breasts. Mom's breasts are big and soft. Although I'm grown up now, I often touch Mom, and even suck on her nipples, but..." It was only at this moment that I felt warmth. The bank manager's thing was moving around in the place where I often sucked on breasts, and Mom cooperated, squeezing with her hands. Suddenly, that thing sprayed out a lot of white, viscous stuff—that was semen—covering Mom's face, mouth, and breasts. "
Little Dingdong paused, then suddenly said viciously, "Mom actually licked it evilly and ate it with relish, and then that old guy started eating on Mom's breasts too."
I didn't say a word, listening quietly. The warrior in the warm harbor also listened quietly, occasionally twitching, hoping the echo wall would react. The echo wall did react, contracting tightly and moving up and down rhythmically in sync with the ship's rocking.
Little Dingdong smiled, and his tears, no longer as sparse as before, fell in rapid succession.
"I left quietly and didn't return home until evening. My mother was very happy and made a lot of delicious food, but I had no appetite at all. At night, I couldn't sleep, so my mother said, 'Have some milk.' This was a game I'd played for years, and even though I was grown up, I still enjoyed it. But that day, I suddenly flew into a rage and kept saying how dirty it was. My mother immediately understood." "
My mother poured out her troubles to me, and finally said, 'If you think something is worth doing, then strive for it, no matter what method you use, especially what you like, never let anyone take it away.' I knew that my mother still loved my father. Later, the bank manager came more often, and my mother's moans stimulated me. I fell in love with my cousin."
Little Dingdong seemed to have returned to the past, her eyes somewhat hazy, but she still couldn't hide her tears.
"My breasts grew bigger and bigger, and my mother spread more and more rumors, and I didn't want to go home anymore."
Listening to the story, I couldn't help but say, "Don't say anymore, I'll give you home." Little Dingdong happily said, "Hearing you say that makes me so happy." She hugged my waist tightly and squeezed me hard. I went mad, relentlessly thrusting towards my climax. Little Dingdong echoed, not with a tinkling sound, but with a lingering, soul-stirring moan.
Little Dingdong cried out, "I'm coming! I'm going to die!" I said, "No, you're home. This is the warmth of home, can't you feel it?"
At that moment, I didn't think about what home was like. My home was my mother's nagging and the endless fields.
Little Dingdong nodded, speechless. But I couldn't hold back any longer and said, "I'm coming too!" Little Dingdong laughed and said, "Don't ejaculate inside, do as Mom does."
I leaped from the soft valley and plunged into the gentle crests. I was somewhat frenzied, my muscles tense, even my veins brimming with a vibrant red fighting spirit. I shouted in the sky, "Don't fall! Fight!"
The azure sky was ablaze with fiery clouds, a sea of crimson, a volcano erupting, spewing forth lava. I saw the distant beach also ablaze, its red lips licking the lava, exuding a bewitching allure.
Lava flowed down the mountain peak, and I couldn't resist intercepting it with my tongue. At that moment, I could no longer hear the cicadas chirping; the cries of vendors on the shore occasionally disturbed my ears. I licked her delicate earlobe, finding it as sweet as a cookie; I licked her red lips, finding them as sweet as a delicate dessert.
Suddenly, Xiao Dingdong began to tremble violently, her body like a contracting spring, tightly pressing down on the invading warrior, like a baby suckling milk, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes tight, sometimes slow, as if every crevice had stretched out, participating in the tense battle, or like a long-awaited embrace, never wanting to let go.
Xiao Dingdong smiled, tears welling in her eyes, but the smile was natural. She whispered in my ear, "I am yours, forever yours."

20. While wiping myself
, my mind was filled with Xiao Dingdong. Even in front of Chen Nan, Xiao Dingdong's breasts were still swinging back and forth, driving me crazy. Looking at Chen Nan, my heart suddenly tightened, and I quickly withdrew my hands from her body. I cursed myself inwardly for being a pervert. Yesterday I was with Xiaodingdong, doing *that*, and now I'm with Chen Nan…
I couldn't help but slap myself. Chen Nan grabbed my hand, her eyes filled with affection. Looking at her expression, I knew what it contained, but the guilt prevented me from crossing that line again.
The night was deep, and I remained silent, watching her. Perhaps the moonlight was gentle, for I gently stroked Chen Nan's hand.
Her reaction was initially soft, then hardened. Looking at Chen Nan's arm, I thought of boiled eggs from my hometown; I wanted to peel the shell and see the tender egg white.
Chen Nan quickly said, "No, this is a hospital room." I kissed her tightly, caressing her. Her heart was racing, her legs were throbbing. I knew the roses had bloomed, and the spring rain had fallen into the night.
Chen Nan broke free from my grasp and said, "I'm being discharged tomorrow." I said, "Why? You're not better yet." Chen Nan smiled and said, "If I stay in the hospital, you can bully me, and I won't have a chance to fight back."
I took her hand in mine, gently stroking it, and said, "You can fight back; I'm not tying you up." Chen Nan said, "I'm lying in a hospital bed, but you're free."
I smiled and said, "I'm willing to lie here so you can be free." Chen Nan grinned and said, "You're so naughty; I've never seen that before." I held her hand and smiled, saying, "How am I naughty?"
Chen Nan angrily... She said, "You bullied me, you even touched me..." I laughed and said, "But I like it, how about you give me some space, let me have some territory too?"
Chen Nan pointed to her body and laughed, "Then here, here, here, and here are all off-limits." I said, "Then I won't have any space at all, I can only wander around the corners."
Chen Nan forced me to make a pinky promise, and we shouted together, "Pinky promise, hang yourself, 100 years without changing." I quickly said, "Don't implement special zone policies, things will change later." Chen Nan laughed and said, "Then 100 days without changing."
I imagined 100 days of torment. The nurse came, and the doctor came too. The doctor said, "The condition is very good, better than this morning, rest well, you can be discharged in a few days." The nurse asked me, "What do you do?" I said, "I'm here to keep you company." The nurse said, "Be careful at night, if you feel dizzy, immediately notify the on-duty doctor." The doctor also said, "It's good to have someone keep you company, she's the only one in this room, that other person doesn't stay here at night anymore." I smiled and said, "Thank you, nurse."
My God, thank you, little nurse. After the doctor and nurse left, I washed the towel and said with a smile, "Wipe your face." Chen Nan said, "You're so thoughtful." I said, "Even farmers need to be hygienic." Chen Nan then said coquettishly, "You wipe it for me."
I took the towel and carefully wiped my face, from my forehead to my cheeks and neck, wiping it meticulously. Looking at her luscious red lips, I almost couldn't control myself.
Chen Nan smiled and said, "Thank you, I didn't realize you were so gentle." I said, "Wipe your body too." Chen Nan blushed immediately and said shyly, "I'll wipe myself." I turned away and heard Chen Nan say, "I haven't showered for days, I'm filthy." I laughed and said, "I used to only shower once a year, during the New Year."
I heard her fumbling to untangle herself, her mind still wandering even under the covers. I turned back and said, "Let me wash the towel for you." Chen Nan said, "Don't look, hurry up and wash the towel." I took the towel, sniffed it, and said with a smile, "Yes, ma'am." Chen Nan's face turned red.
The towel had been washed countless times, satisfying my sense of smell countless times.
Chen Nan's legs were too long for her to finish the task, so she could only give them a quick wipe.
I laughed and said, "Let me wipe them." Chen Nan said, "Shao Mei." I said, "Your legs are exposed every day, what are you afraid of?" Looking at Chen Nan's blushing face, I continued, "I promise I'll just wipe them, there won't be any contact except for the towel." Chen Nan actually handed me the towel and turned her face away.
Gently wiping her white, slender legs, I felt as if I were wiping a piece of celadon, smooth, delicate, and soft with a subtle luster, a blush hidden within the luster. With each rub of her small soles, a soft moan escaped her lips. Her slender, straight legs seemed to pierce through the barrier, as if I could see a valley lush with flowers and grass.
Afraid of disturbing the sleeping flowers and grass, I crept slowly, approaching the heart of the valley. With each step, I calmed myself and savored the moment, afraid of missing any scenery. The flowers and grass seemed to know of my arrival; they didn't want to see me and kept their doors tightly shut. Only when I reached the thatched gate did my heart find peace.
I gently covered the path, afraid of leaving a trace. This was my paradise, a place only I could enter.
Soft petals slowly unfurled on my fingers, and I could vaguely see the trembling stamens, contracting and relaxing, as if calling to me, as if closing the door. My hand slowly approached, only to find a tightly shut door.
My flower is asleep; she's too tired, she needs rest. She sleeps naked, like a baby.

21. My fingers have been tingling
, I can't sleep, I admire my flower. Chen Nan's breathing is even, occasionally revealing a faint smile. What is she dreaming about? Can I enter her dream?
We are playing in the peach orchard. The kite flies very high, and my flower sits on the kite. Laughter fills the sky, joy fills the sky. Suddenly, the string breaks, and my flower is falling rapidly. Chen Nan, I call her name loudly.
I wake up in the middle of the night, there are no cicadas chirping outside the window. I can't help but hold Chen Nan's hand, and she suddenly holds mine tightly in return. She is a little sweaty, I gently pull the blanket down a little. The white flesh immediately dazzles my eyes.
Endless continuation, I see the white lotus cherry lying quietly on the soft tip, my mouth is already watering, my greedy mouth has already gently held the pink cherry, savoring it slowly and quietly.
The cherries stood upright, slowly responding to the cravings. The worms crawled slowly down the valley, climbing towards another peak.
I felt the babbling brook, lingering and looking around, wanting to touch the scenery.
The landscape was picturesque, with rolling mountains, a secluded path, and a thatched gate right before my eyes. Sparse flowers and grasses flanked the entrance. Perhaps due to the wind, the gate was slightly ajar, revealing glimpses of the view.
Layer upon layer of mountains, the babbling brook. I gently touched the damp landscape painting, and the brook instantly seeped out.
I drank deeply of the water, slowly approaching the stream. The water was so close, I drank to my heart's content. The brook gurgled from its spring, and I slowly reached for it. The sweet spring water rippled as I stirred it, and the gate slammed shut, locking me inside before I could escape.
Chen Nan exclaimed, "Li Chao, you..." I was speechless for a moment. My face was still between Chen Nan's legs; I hadn't left that paradise yet. Looking at Chen Nan's face, I couldn't help but become frenzied, the spring gushing even more, and I worked even harder.
Chen Nan cried out loudly and then lay limply on the bed.
The flowers and grass suddenly trembled, the wind came, the rain came, and the stream swelled.
My fingers worked hard, but my mind was filled with the white walls of the hospital room. It was an indelible memory, pale yet vivid, as if it were right before my eyes. The campus was youthful, the people were naive, even emotions were fickle, but the memory was richer and more unforgettable than after maturity.
The hospital room was white, and Chen Nan's face was rosy. Chen Nan looked at me with surprise and shyness. I didn't know my expression, but I was stunned for a moment.
Chen Nan cried, crying without sadness, without joy, without anything.
I was at a loss, looking at the open wooden gate of the secluded valley. I could clearly see the beautiful, layered mountain scenery, the gentle rain, the trembling grass and trees. I lingered for a moment, then touched it again before carefully leaving.
I gently pulled the covers over myself and sat blankly in a chair. Chen Nan sat on the bed, her two little rabbits hopping around with her sobs. I held her in my arms; she didn't speak, and neither did I.
My poem was published in the evening paper, earning me 100 yuan—enough to get by this month. My family hadn't sent me money in a long time, and I was feeling financially strained. Chen Nan hadn't seen me for a week, and I felt lost and uncertain.
It was Sunday again, and the park in the center of the street was still empty. I sat by the artificial hill, listening to the sound of flowing water. A thick smell of smoke drifted from behind the hill, along with coughs.
I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, not knowing what I was inhaling, and exhaled a smoke ring that was carried away by the wind, then drifted back and disappeared around me.
Then I heard a girl's voice coming from behind the artificial hill: "Stop touching me, I'm already wet. It was like this last time, we did 'that' all, and I still haven't gotten my period this month."
A man said, "What haven't you gotten your period?"
The girl said, "What else could it be, my period, I might have it."
The man's voice trembled a little: "Please don't have it, or you should go to the hospital."
The girl said, "It's so embarrassing, I don't want to go, but..." The boy said, "Then what should we do? I saw some services advertised on the telephone poles, why don't we go check it out? I heard it's confidential."
The girl didn't say anything, and after a long while she said, "One of the girls in my dorm went there and got sick, I think I'll go to the hospital." The boy said, "But I'm broke this month, how about next month?"
This boy doesn't know anything about menstrual hygiene, I almost laughed out loud, then I heard the girl say, "Chen Nan is here, she's from our class, let's go quickly."
Chen Nan walked towards me, her face full of smiles, without a trace of gloom.

22. Roller Skating
I was still immersed in guilt, but now I saw the sky clear up. Chen Nan quickened her pace, reaching me and smiling, saying, "It wasn't easy finding you, but I knew you'd be here."
I said, "I'm afraid to see you." Chen Nan said, "What are you afraid of? I won't eat you." Her voice was a little shy; she probably couldn't even hear the last syllable herself.
I couldn't help but say, "I like you eating me." Chen Nan changed the subject, smiling, "I read your masterpiece; you acted like an adult."
I said, "I am an adult. That day I acted like an adult, but I'll never dare to see you again." Chen Nan shrugged, smiling, "I'm discharged from the hospital, and I feel much better. Thank you for keeping me company."
I felt utterly ashamed, wishing I could bury my head in the ground. I saw a white lotus root a thousand miles away; the more relaxed she smiled, the further I felt I was walking towards her.
My face must have been red, but I still couldn't help saying, "I don't want to apologize for what happened that day. I really couldn't help myself."
Chen Nan said softly, "I also had a dream that day. In my dream, I was floating on the clouds, floating very far away. It was the first time I floated on the clouds. At first, I was a little scared, but then I wanted to go higher and higher. I didn't want to fall, but when I woke up, I was still on the ground."
I wanted to say something more, but then I saw Shi Lei slowly walking over. Shi Lei said impatiently, "You haven't finished yet. Why are you talking so much?" Chen Nan said, "That's enough." Then she said to me, "Want to go roller skating?"
I smiled bitterly and said, "I can't, but I can ice skate." Chen Nan then took my hand and said, "Go ahead. It's easy to learn to ice skate."
I reluctantly went from the garden to the roller skating rink. Shi Lei was like a fish in water as soon as he got to the rink, but I was like a clumsy duck. At the roller skating rink, all I could hear was music and Chen Nan's laughter. Shi Lei was like a warrior, showing off all sorts of skills.
Many of the children were drawn to Shi Lei, which made him even more energetic, like a ballet dancer. I was captivated by his dazzling array of moves.
The girls around me were making admiring "tsk tsk" sounds. Chen Nan's skirt kept fluttering, its long, slender shape distracting my gaze.
The words of the girls next to me further agitated me. One girl in a floral dress said, "They're such a perfect couple, so enviable." A boy's words, however, reminded me: "I don't think that guy is any good; he might just be all show and no substance."
I looked at the boy gratefully. Although he was only sixteen or seventeen, he probably couldn't understand my gaze, but I still looked at him gratefully. He noticed me looking at him and smiled, saying, "Are you with them?" I nodded.
He said, "Do you like that girl?" I nodded again.
He said, "Then what are you waiting for? Go after her!" With that, he pushed me forward, away from the handrail. I lost my balance and headed straight for the center of the field, swaying and staggering. A chorus of gasps erupted from the crowd.
I felt like a duck, a clumsy duck. Chen Nan was like an angel, slender and graceful. A gentle breeze blew her clothes, making her chest appear like a pomegranate, with glimpses of her glistening fruit. I couldn't help but lower my head.
Chen Nan and Shi Lei helped me back to the sidelines. Looking at Shi Lei's smile, I felt no jealousy, only confusion, until I returned to the dormitory.

23. Yang Wei, with his small, delicate figure,
was waiting for me. Yang Wei looked completely listless. I didn't dare laugh, feigning helplessness, and said, "Don't tell me it's completely over."
Yang Wei smiled bitterly and said, "You guessed right again, but I've come to terms with it. Graduation is in a few days, and I should start thinking about work."
Looking at Yang Wei's expression, I comforted him, saying, "It's good this way. You won't regret loving someone." Yang Wei said, "Maybe it's fate. She fell in love with my friend, Wu Hao, whom I introduced you to." I said, "I think Jiang Hong really likes you. Sometimes it's like that—the person you love loves someone else, and you don't love the person who loves you."
Yang Wei smiled and said, "But you're wrong this time. Xiao Hong and I are really together." Seeing my surprised expression, Yang Wei continued, "I've suffered so much in love, so I understand other people's love now. This time I won't miss out. Loving someone isn't wrong; the mistake is not being from the same world."
I don't know if he was comforting himself or me. Yang Wei asked, "How are things between you and Chen Nan?" I murmured, "Loving someone isn't wrong; the mistake is not being from the same world."
During my school days, there was no aroma of tea, only thoughts in my mind, which led me to write a novel about tea.
"Tea Dance for Seven Days" was published in the evening paper, and I needed money. After a semester, my family was destitute; I had to take care of myself. I smiled every day, but I was constantly calculating the money in my pocket.
Little Dingdong laid the newspaper against my chest, her breasts pressing tightly against me. I took the cigarette away, laughing, "Don't set yourself on fire." Little Dingdong giggled, saying, "Go ahead, you've already set me on fire! It's so well-written, I'm a little intoxicated. Why not publish it in the school magazine?" I smiled bitterly, "To make ends meet, I need money, I need to ease the burden on my family." Little Dingdong then recited with deep feeling: "
Tea Dance for Seven Days .
" Drinking tea, a cup of Beijing tea, jasmine petals floating on the surface, gently touching the white porcelain cup. The tea had gone cold.
It was the first time he had tasted tea since returning from Huangshan; he wanted to find the feeling of Huangshan in the tea.
"Sir, this is a complimentary serving of premium Huangshan Maofeng tea, specially prepared for our tea connoisseurs. Please enjoy it." The waitress's slender fingers moved a transparent cup towards his eyes. The delicate tea leaves, intertwined like peaks, revealed their white down, and the aroma slowly rose, swirling between her fingers…
Beijing teahouses don't have this kind of music; does Beijing tea have this kind of music?
Dancing with shadows, the west wind is enchanting; the chrysanthemums of Li Qingzhao have faded, but the fragrance of Huangshan tea lingers for who knows how many days. He left the teahouse without taking a sip.
The proprietress, who thought he had a refined taste for tea, gave him a packet of Huangshan Maofeng as he left: "Sir, we also have Qingying Guzheng tea on Sundays, remember to come."
He left hurriedly; it was drizzling outside.
After I finished reading, Xiao Dingdong asked, "Have you ever been to Beijing?" I laughed and said, "How could I have been? I do want to, I want to go to Beijing, to use Beijing as a backdrop, but I have absolutely no idea what Beijing looks like. I've only read about Huangshan in books."
Xiao Dingdong said, "You're amazing, you can imagine it even if you've never been there." I saw all of this in the library. At that time, only reading could alleviate my predicament, and only in books could I find myself. But I suddenly realized, what would my world be like without Li Wen?
Xiao Dingdong looked at me longingly and said with a smile, "I want to drink strong tea, as strong as it can be." I said, "I only get to drink tea during the Spring Festival." Xiao Dingdong said, "I want to drink it now." I said, "I'll buy it for you as soon as I get my royalties."
But Xiao Dingdong laughed and said, "You have it ready." She unzipped her pants and started eating. After a few bites, I surrendered.
Xiao Dingdong was truly charming. Her fair face was flushed, full of the unique charm of a young girl. Her eyes seemed to hold a pool of autumn water, and there was always a faint smile on her lips. She wore a pink blouse, a light blue and white floral print knee-length sheer skirt, ultra-thin sheer stockings, and nearly three-inch stiletto heels, which made her shapely, long legs even more alluring. Her curvaceous figure was particularly eye-catching; her breasts, like erect breasts, stood out beneath the thin dress, trembling slightly with her breath, their shapes subtly revealed. Her rounded buttocks curved upwards in a beautiful arc, their taut lines accentuated by her flat stomach and full, fleshy buttocks, exuding the charm of a young woman in her prime. Her bare, long, white breasts and shapely curves gave her a feeling of both voluptuousness and sensuality.
She enjoyed drinking strong tea, and as she drank, her moans became melodious.
What was there for me to hold back? My hand moved from her rounded breasts to between her legs, feeling her heart tremble slightly. At first, she tried to close her legs to stop me, but then she lowered her head and parted slightly, allowing me to freely caress and knead her vulva.

24.
Ten years later, Liu Fang, the self-service caller, no longer needs to earn money by writing. Without Xiao Dingdong (a popular online caller), and without Chen Nan, I don't know what to do.
The hustle and bustle of Beijing easily makes one forget time.
The noise of Beijing easily makes one forget friends.
The colors of Beijing easily make one forget women.
There are too many women, too many flamboyant women, too many beautiful women.
Colors from all directions are plastered on the face of the capital.
Lately, I've been immersed in past memories. Chen Nan seems to have returned to my world. I keep reliving the moments in the hospital; it seems to be the key in my remaining memories that allows me to touch my soul. But I can't forget Xiao Hui. This girl with whom I had a one-night stand, she helped me find my past memories, at least opened the floodgates of my memory.
Women don't forget that men brought them the ultimate pleasure. And men? I can't forget that most exciting, most primal instinct in my life, the most intimate and passionate encounter. I know it was a moment, perhaps an eternal moment.
But I long to relive it.
Actually, Xiao Hui's real name is Liu Fang. I believe it was a misspelling; it should be "fragrant," because her floral scent still lingers in my world. Lingers so much that I drift into daydreams at night, wandering into outer space.
I saw Liu Fang again a few months later, or rather, I heard her voice.
Liu Fang said, "I don't want to see you right now. I left the money I borrowed with the security guard downstairs. I'm fine." She was about to hang up. I quickly said, "I want to see you." Liu Fang said, "I'll contact you when I want to. I'm doing a proper job. Goodbye."
The busy tone on the phone beeped, and my heart pounded. I suddenly realized I was starting to like this girl. I don't know why. Could it be that pleasure can truly bury a person within?
Why should she vibrate my heartstrings, even though it is? I can't see the white, tender cheese adorning the strawberries, and my appetite is sacrificed.
I can't see anything, I can't see anything at all. Although I know this isn't love yet, the flame of love has been ignited. I like the cool, restraining feeling of a viper; I like the warm sunshine.
That sunshine is gone, gone forever.
Autumn has arrived in the blink of an eye, and Fragrant Hills in Beijing is ablaze with color.
I sip my tea, a homemade Gongfu tea, which is a bit astringent, but the sweet aftertaste is even more intense. Autumn tea and pre-Qingming tea are like spring and autumn, like the greenness of tender grass and the golden harvest.
Even while savoring the astringency, I also experience the sweetness.
Liu Fang called, her voice timid. She called out "Brother Chao," but I didn't recognize her voice. So much time had passed; time can erase pleasure.
I asked, "Who is this?" Her timid voice replied, "It's Liu Fang." I couldn't help but shout, "Liu Fang?" Liu Fang said, "Yes, it's Xiao Hui."
I stood up abruptly. I couldn't believe it was really Xiao Hui from my night before. Madness had made me lose Xiao Hui.
I hurriedly asked, "Where are you?" Liu Fang said, "Right next to your office. Are you in your office?" My voice trembled slightly as I quickly said, "I'm here." Liu Fang said, "Is it convenient for me to come up?" I repeatedly said yes.
My teacup remained at my lips. Before me, a white dress perfectly hugged her body, exuding an irresistible allure. Her red lips were lightly painted, and her ample bosom had already spilled out of the hem. She was as pure as a lotus flower in bloom, as seductive as a summer peony.
I composed myself and said with a smile, "It's only been a few days since we last met, why are you acting so distant?" Liu Fang said, "Thank you." I said, "What are you thanking me for? I've paid back the money I borrowed, but I still owe you."
Liu Fang didn't answer my question, but said quietly, "I went home once." I poured Liu Fang a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Is everything alright at home?" Liu Fang said, "Yes, very well. Did you see my ID card?"
I handed her the tea and said with a smile, "It was by chance, while you were sleeping. I'm so sorry, but I really wanted to know your name." Liu Fang said, "Something strange happened at my house too." "Well, a young man from Beijing brought a construction team. Our village has never seen anything like it before. They built a new house in just 10 days, a brick and tile structure with an attic. My mom was overjoyed."
I said, "Isn't that wonderful?" Liu Fang said, "That man said I paid for it, and he even left some money behind. My sister went to school, my dad was beaming, and my mom was ecstatic. She tells everyone I'm a good daughter."
I smiled and said, "That's wonderful." Liu Fang said, "But I only saved 10,000 yuan in six months. 10,000 yuan is only enough to build a kitchen..." The house was so small that I couldn't even afford kitchenware, but the furniture alone cost more than ten thousand yuan. It was just like the ones in the city: a washing machine, a refrigerator, a microwave, a sofa, and a wardrobe. I couldn't believe my eyes, but when I got home, it was right there in front of me. Seeing my mother's smiling face, I didn't dare say that I hadn't made it. Even if I were a prostitute, I could
n't earn that much money. I laughed and said, "Didn't Mom suspect anything?" Liu Fang said, "That person handled it very well. He said I had closed a big deal for the company, with commissions alone amounting to over ten thousand yuan. He also said I was too busy to come home, but I did come home."
I ... "Don't think about it," I said. "Have some tea, I just brewed it." Liu Fang said, "You don't know, the villagers are very shrewd. If it were just a small house, they would definitely think I'm a prostitute. They did the math in front of my parents. Even if I earned a thousand yuan a day in just one year, it wouldn't be enough, so they all think I really work for a big company."
I said, "Many people are learning from Lei Feng now, you must have met Lei Feng." Liu Fang laughed and said, "In Beijing, I only know the plaid girl you mentioned and you. Are you still going to deny it?" I said, "I don't want to deny it, but..." Liu Fang said slowly, "Is it worth it for me?" I said, "It is worth it, so worth it."
The lotus finally turned into a peony, dripping tears, strung into threads, hanging on my face.
My ears were whispered gently, Liu Fang hugged my neck, kissing my face. I said, "What do you do now?" Liu Fang said, "I work in sales at a company. 800 yuan a month, plus commission." I said, "Then how did you save your 10,000 yuan? Did you stop eating?" Liu Fang smiled and said, "It's all yours. I have enough for living expenses now."
I kissed her cheek and smiled, "You've grown up." Liu Fang said seriously, "I don't dream of becoming your bride, but I dream of your life. I will work hard, not sell myself."
I smiled and said, "I'm really happy. I hesitated for half a year and thought about it for 30 days, but it was you. Today I finally understand that there is something about you that touches me."
Liu Fang's mood also softened, and she smiled and said, "What is it?" I said, "It's your big breasts." Liu Fang still had a serious expression and said, "Why did you do that?"
I said, "I wanted to have a place in the world of the person who gives me the most pleasure, although I know that's not love." Liu Fang hesitated for a long time and whispered, "From now on, I'm all yours, including the breasts you like."
I couldn't help but touch her breasts and smiled, "I wanted to sleep with you when I saw you, but doing that was completely out of the blue, without any premeditation." "Liu Fang said, 'I know, premeditation leaves traces. My family all say I'm capable.' I said, 'Yes, you're capable. You've killed me.' Liu Fang suddenly pounced on me on the sofa, laughing, 'Then I'll...'
'Don't be so hasty, how about taking a shower?'" "
I had no interest in showering. I sat on the sofa waiting, and by the time Liu Fang came out, my mouth was practically watering.
She walked rather ungracefully, barely covering her private parts. The two straps on her top barely concealed her protruding nipples, but her high, firm breasts were completely exposed—snow-white peaks, a deep cleavage, and a thin strip of fabric tightly binding her private area in a T-shape. Her long, round, plump, and sensual buttocks were also visible.
I couldn't care less and grabbed her slender waist, passionately kissing her cherry lips. Our tongues intertwined, sweet saliva filling the air, a passionate, wet kiss. As I began to caress and knead her breasts and buttocks, she gasped and grabbed his hand, her eyes sparkling with desire, and giggled, saying, 'Let me do it, okay?'" "
A white figure straddled me.
My eyes were half-closed as I swayed in the water. The water lilies not only bloom at night, but even at the height of day, they are so vibrant that it's hard to open your eyes. Ripples spread across the water, the flowers trembled slightly, and dragonflies dared not linger.
Tears of lotus petals dripped down. I knew that the water lilies were somewhat excited to bloom at noon, so I gently touched the center of the flower, making the blooming stamens even more radiant."

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