Physical Education Teacher

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"Hehe, I have nothing to say! You already know a lot about what happened in college, so there's no point in talking about it! After starting work, my life has been quite ordinary, nothing worth mentioning! I'm still thinking about that hard drive."
"Hehe, no way! Many men have their own fascinating stories, and for a seemingly honest and kind man like you, there must be some very interesting ones! I also love hearing stories of honest men who aren't honest!" She stared at me with a fiery gaze, as if trying to provoke me to recall things, or perhaps enticing me to say something outrageous, even if it was just made up! "
Let me think about it!" I lit a cigarette, pretending to be deep in thought. It seems she won't let me off the hook unless I reveal some inside information today!
To maintain the tone of our earlier conversation, I decided to tell her about the affair between one of my buddies and his mistress.
I've known this buddy of mine for 10 years; we met in a video arcade in high school. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. We were kindred spirits, and every weekend we'd go to the video rental shops—not to watch the action or martial arts movies we'd seen countless times, but mainly for the porn that was shown at the end (back then, the video rental shops near our school opened at 6 PM and closed at 11 PM, showing action or martial arts movies before, without fail, porn as the last film!).
One day, because the owner had seen the last film, one of the guys, almost simultaneously with me, stood up to protest, demanding a different one! He claimed that he came to their shop mainly because of their wide selection of films, and if things continued like this, their reputation would be ruined!
Public opinion couldn't be ignored, so the owner obediently changed it to a new film. We cherished this hard-won benefit, watching it with great relish from beginning to end, without missing a single detail!
From then on, my buddy and I developed a mutual respect, often inviting each other to watch, and gradually became good friends. Later, I discovered a somewhat unconventional pattern—people who are keen on watching porn are generally quite intelligent, and many of them are successful. Take this guy, for example. He later became a glorious public servant! And in his small workplace, he was a man of his word, capable of making a dent in the ground with a single bubble! "When
well-fed and warm, one thinks of lust; when poor, one thinks of theft"—this saying perfectly describes my friend. His long years of theoretical study during his youth resulted in exceptionally perfect development of his male genes. To participate in the great revolutionary practice as soon as possible, he hastily got married after graduation (now, whenever he mentions it, he cries bitterly, regretting being too young and acting too rashly). Married life wasn't what he had imagined when he chatted with me—"After marriage, I'll do it every day, like eating, three meals a day, without fail, and I'll absolutely pay attention to the quality of life!" However, fate played a trick on him. This gifted man met a woman he wasn't very interested in. He said it was like a world-class boxer practicing in a pile of cotton; the force he threw didn't get the expected strong response, it was utterly boring! It was this poverty that made him think of theft. He
began searching for the best outlet for his pent-up energy (because his wife treated him well, and he couldn't bear to divorce her), so
he started thinking about finding a mistress. As fate would have it, while inspecting work in the countryside, he met a physical education teacher from a local middle school at a roundabout banquet; their situations complemented each other perfectly. They were a match made in heaven, a golden, dreamlike sexual pairing. Their encounter wasn't just dry wood meeting fire, but a blazing inferno! This meeting of equals, of kindred spirits, gave these heroes a stage to perform…
I roughly described these events to Zhang Min, without any exaggeration or embellishment, but she listened, stunned, then laughed and said, "Food and sex are human nature!"
Later, feeling the bar was a bit too hot, she took off her clothes. Her high, firm breasts were very eye-catching, and against her rosy cheeks and slightly panting breaths, they stirred up one's most primal urges. All the blood in my heart rushed to two places—my genitals and my forehead!
How could she be so blunt about sex? I tried my best to remain calm, but I still accidentally knocked over my wine glass!
Hehe, look how nervous you are. Let's just call it an academic discussion, no need to be so nervous! Maybe I've had a bit too much to drink, but I noticed she spoke with such flair, so many things were about to be revealed.
Cough…cough…a bit too much to drink! I tried to remain calm as I picked up my glass, mentally calculating the appropriateness of my next remarks—she had already set the tone: it was about sex. As for the degree, that was up to me. If I said too little, she wouldn't be satisfied; if I said too much, in other words, too explicit, I was afraid she'd think I was a pervert. This is truly like the reform and opening up of China, feeling my way across the river!
Regarding sex, it's actually our feudal ideology that mystifies it. Because she called it an academic discussion, I didn't yet understand her true intentions, so it's best to be cautious and try to speak in an academic manner: this feudal understanding of mystifying sex must have its reasons and roots. In my opinion, it mainly stems from the early people's worship of sex. People worship sex because of its sacredness; its most sacred aspect lies in enabling human reproduction and survival. Secondly, it brings unparalleled pleasure and happiness, and it's the most intimate form of human communication, enjoyed by everyone regardless of wealth or social status—it transcends national borders and class. If we were to specifically categorize democracy and freedom into a particular area, this area would be absolute democracy and freedom! Although in feudal times, this democracy and freedom had limitations under the constraints of arranged marriage—no freedom to choose a partner before sex—after marriage, one could freely enjoy each other's company, which is a form of freedom. Of course, this freedom applies only to one's partner; it's wrong to misunderstand it as the freedom to have promiscuous sex with everyone! What do you think? I stopped and asked, trying to ascertain her sincerity. "
I've never heard of your theories before, but they seem to make some sense!" I replied, "I don't want to hear anything too profound, a bit empty!" She wasn't particularly disappointed or satisfied with her answer. "
Then give me some pointers, haha!" I gave her the initiative.
For example, premarital sex and the role of sex in relationships!
I personally think these two topics can be summarized into one question for discussion: the role of sex in relationships. Premarital sex is mostly related to feelings, the so-called "deep affection." Sex should hold an important place in relationships; it's a means of exchanging feelings and expressing love. Some experts have shown that prostitutes rarely experience orgasm during sex, which I think is because the sex lacks emotion and is replaced by utilitarianism.
Many people have good relationships but often have problems with their sex life. Why is that?
Well, I'm a little embarrassed to answer that. Are you sure you want to hear it
? Of course!
I think it's a matter of technique! If the relationship is good, but the technique isn't mastered during specific sexual acts, the situation you described will occur! There's a technique involved… I dare not go into details; I think that's
the dividing line between scholarship and vulgarity, so I'm handing the initiative back to her.
Go ahead! It's nothing, I'm not a little girl anymore, just learning something! Her eyes became increasingly bright, as if she swallowed hard!
Then don't think I'm being a scoundrel. Discussing these issues inevitably involves saying things that might be unpleasant to hear. If you don't like it, just stop now! This is my last time testing the waters, and my last time playing the gentleman. From now on, as long as she gives the go, I'll speak freely.
"No way!" she said impatiently. "Go ahead!" Did she think I was some kind of sex expert?
To help you understand, let me explain a few terms first. The first is the erogenous zone—the so-called erogenous zone is where nerve endings are most abundant, which in sexual terms refers to the sexual nerves. These areas are distributed as follows: 1. Around the genitals—in men, concentrated on the glans penis, scrotum, and perineum; in women, concentrated on the clitoris, labia majora and minora, and vaginal walls; 2. Inner thighs; 3. Near the anus; 4. Lower abdomen, earlobes, and around the neck; 5. Women's breasts, especially the nipples; Secondly, the G-spot—this is especially important for women. The G-spot is located on the vaginal wall, about 3 centimeters inside the vaginal opening. The sexual nerves are highly concentrated here, and when rubbed by the back-and-forth motion of the glans penis, women can easily reach orgasm! Next, I'll introduce some common methods of intercourse: sexual intercourse, oral sex, and anal sex. Here, sexual intercourse is a narrower concept, a branch of the scope of sex, specifically referring to the union of male and female genitalia, that is, the process of the man's penis entering the woman's vagina and thrusting back and forth. This is the most basic form of sex and the most effective way for both men and women to reach orgasm. Oral sex involves both partners sucking or licking the genitals with their mouths or tongues. This form of sex is very stimulating and allows for a different perspective on sexual experience, as the lips are an erogenous zone—oh, right, I forgot about that when I was talking about erogenous zones! The roughness and flexibility of the tongue effectively stimulate the genitals, leading to orgasm. Oral sex can be performed alternately by one partner or simultaneously by both partners, the so-called 69 position. I'll discuss the techniques later. Anal sex usually refers to the man's penis being inserted into the woman's anus. It can also involve the woman using sexual enhancement products to insert into the man's or her own anus for psychological pleasure. The area around the anus is an erogenous zone, and the anal sphincter is relatively tight, making it easier for the man to experience a youthful tightness and reach orgasm compared to vaginal penetration. The woman also experiences significant satisfaction.
At this point, Zhang Min made no attempt to interrupt. Her brows were furrowed, her face flushed, and the veins on her neck were faintly visible. Her chest rose and fell with her breath, and her hand rubbed back and forth on her wine glass, her eyes fixed on me.
She took a sip of her drink, lit another cigarette, and continued her academic discourse without hesitation. I felt a pleasure akin to that of sex; I wondered if she felt the same. If she did, then we were engaging in a genuine spiritual sexual encounter.
Now, I will discuss the techniques and details in more detail. To facilitate my explanation and your understanding, I would like to design a scenario—for example, the intense sexual intercourse between Xiao Wang and his wife Xiao Li over the weekend. That evening, Xiao Wang and Xiao Li secretly began their preparations. They ate dinner early and went for a walk together. Xiao Li pressed her body close to Xiao Wang's, her breasts rubbing against him intentionally or unintentionally. Xiao Wang wrapped his arms around Xiao Li's waist, his hand resting on her other breast and lower abdomen, occasionally whispering sweet nothings in her ear… After about half an hour, they returned home for a bath together. While bathing, they first embraced naked, caressing each other's backs, buttocks, and clefts, twisting their bodies to make their breasts press and rub against each other. Xiao Wang began kissing Xiao Li's earlobe, earlobe, neck, and then her lips with his burning lips. Xiao Li closed her eyes and moaned softly. When they reached each other's lips, Xiao Wang cupped Xiao Li's head in his hands and slowly inserted his tongue into her mouth. Xiao Li responded passionately with her own tongue, their tongues licking and intertwining. At this moment, Xiao Li would involuntarily free one hand to grasp and knead her husband's penis... After about 5-10 minutes, Xiao Wang's mouth began to slowly move downwards. His wife tilted her head back, placed her hands on her husband's head, and moaned even louder, letting her husband kiss her chest... Finally, Xiao Wang bent over, his lips slowly moving from her neck to her chest, finally kissing her breasts back and forth, sucking and licking her erect nipples. His hands would move to his wife's lower body, one hand stroking her inner thighs, the other going around to her buttocks, stroking back and forth across the cleft, finally reaching her vulva. He would first stroke the entire area, then gently pinch and rub her clitoris with his middle and index fingers. At this point, he would feel a certain degree of stickiness in his wife's private parts—this wasn't bathwater, which has a harder texture, while the stickiness here was softer and thicker. To give an analogy, it felt like brake fluid. This was the lubricant secreted by Xiao Li due to her husband's stimulation. At this moment, Xiao Li would involuntarily twist her body, her hands also stroking her breasts. She felt a surge of heat within her, a desire to climax, and her vagina was engorged with blood, itchy and swollen inside, longing for something to penetrate. If Xiao Wang held on a little longer, he could lift his wife up, let her legs wrap around his waist, exposing her pink vulva, and then insert his penis. Xiao Li was already impatient, so Xiao Wang didn't need to do anything else; he just needed to hold his wife firmly. His wife would wrap her arms around his neck and twist vigorously, raising and lowering her buttocks while making circular motions, trying to insert her husband's penis as deeply as possible so that the surging undercurrent could be released. They could also change positions. Xiao Li would bend forward, and Xiao Wang would penetrate her vagina from behind, his hands cupping and kneading his wife's breasts… Until finally, Xiao Li's moans grew louder and her movements more violent, almost to the point of incoherent rambling. Xiao Wang would then increase the frequency and speed of his thrusts, trying to penetrate all the way in each time. Within a minute, he would feel a gush of heat spurt from his wife's vagina, sometimes accompanied by a soft "plop" or "slap" sound. Almost simultaneously, Xiao Wang would also ejaculate, his penis and vagina completely enveloped in a warm, overflowing current. Both husband and wife would be drenched in sweat, their bodies immediately going limp… After washing up, they would go to bed to rest. If they weren't quite done, they would continue their activities in bed…
At this point, I noticed Zhang Min starting to pant softly, her forehead faintly damp with sweat, her eyes becoming glazed and hazy. My lower body was throbbing, and when I stretched out my leg, it touched her calf. Just as I was about to move away to avoid suspicion, her other calf followed, trapping my penis between them.
"Then tell me what happened in their bed!" She bit her rosy cherry lips, very sexy—to me, it was clearly a provocation!
I seized the opportunity to expand my gains: Xiao Wang and Xiao Li returned to bed, completely satisfied—both naked. Xiao Wang used a pillow as a backrest, half-lying down, and reached under Xiao Li's armpit, spreading his palm slightly inward, forming a bra shape to cover Xiao Li's breasts, his palm touching her nipple, his fingers kneading her soft and elastic breasts. Xiao Li nestled in his arms like a little bird, her hands gently stroking her husband's chest, whispering, "That felt so good!" Xiao Wang moved his fingertips upwards and gently pinched his wife's swollen nipples. Xiao Li reacted as if electrocuted, her legs instinctively tightening and shifting back and forth. One hand unconsciously reached down to her vulva and began to rub… Xiao Wang gently pulled Xiao Li's hand away from her vulva and placed it on his penis, while his own hand caressed Xiao Li's clitoris and labia… Xiao Li's body trembled slightly, and she let out a soft moan. Her delicate, fleshy hand stroked her husband's newly engorged penis… Xiao Wang felt his wife's clitoris harden, so he parted her labia and slowly inserted his middle finger. It was wet and warm inside, and Xiao Li squeezed her legs even tighter… Seeing that the time was right, Xiao Wang flipped his middle finger upwards, exploring the upper wall of his wife's vagina, stopping at a relatively firm spot, and then gently rubbing and pushing. Xiao Li let out a soft moan, "Ah—," and whispered, "That's it, husband, I want you!" ...Xiao Wang skillfully rubbed and kneaded, soon feeling new fluid overflowing from his wife's vagina... Xiao Li rolled over and turned, burying her head between her husband's thighs, opening her red, sexy lips to take his penis into her mouth, sucking and licking... Then she licked the glans and coronal sulcus with her tongue, while her other hand kneaded the scrotum and testicles... Xiao Wang wasn't idle either; his wife's position exposed her lower body to his face. He used his hands to spread his wife's buttocks, leaned in and licked, his tongue swirling inside her vagina, his nose rubbing against her anus... Until they were both incredibly wet, Xiao Li was at the peak of excitement, immediately rolling over and straddling her husband, taking his hard penis and shoving it into her burning vulva, repeatedly saying, "Husband, you're so good! I want it! Oh—oh—oh—I want to go—!" As he spoke, he frantically twisted his lower body, the wet sounds of flesh colliding and Xiao Li's increasingly loud moans filling the room... Xiao Wang lay down, his hands gripping his wife's breasts, thrusting his penis upwards forcefully...
At this moment, Zhang Min's breathing became more rapid, as if she had entered the role of the female protagonist. One of her hands, which was on the table, slowly moved down. Her eyes, though glazed, revealed a strong desire, and her lust was clearly rising. She parted her lips and whispered, "I want to go back! Take me home, okay?"
I was already burning with desire, so I got up to help her. Perhaps she really couldn't hold her liquor, because she obediently reached out her hand, stood up, and leaned limply against me. Her sexy, large breasts pressed against me without restraint. Stimulated by her unique womanly panting and the fragrance emanating from her body, I felt a tingling sensation all over my body. I pulled her tightly around the waist and whispered, almost biting her ear, "I'll take you home!"
She looked at me with eyes full of longing and unbearable desire and said, "I want that too!" Then she wrapped her arms around me like a snake. I held her soft body as we walked out, her hands groping my chest, my hands involuntarily moving to her breasts… To avoid being seen, I quickened my pace to the outside of the bar. The streets were nearly deserted. I pinned her against the wall and kissed her passionately. She responded strongly, placing her hands on my crotch…
Just then, a damn engine roared up, its blinding headlights illuminating our dim corner like daylight. She quickly pulled away from my embrace, awkwardly tidying her disheveled hair, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry, I've had too much to drink!" I looked at her in surprise. The engine noise and the headlights seemed to sober her up considerably, revealing a hint of the coldness and disdain she displayed at work! I didn't care. I leaned closer to her face, but she suddenly pulled away, saying, "Don't do this! You've had too much to drink!" Then she quickly pulled a portable hard drive from her bag and handed it to me, saying, "You should go home now, no need to see me off!" She shoved the hard drive into my hand and fled for a taxi as if escaping a disaster…
This sudden turn of events was like a bucket of cold water poured over me. I stood there, dumbfounded, watching the taxi drive away, wanting nothing more than to chase after it and overturn that wrecked vehicle! Why did this happen? Why did my sure goal slip away? Disappointed and frustrated, I walked towards my car, glancing back every now and then in the direction the taxi had gone. A question kept nagging at me: what was she worried about, or was she hiding something? At the same time, I made up my mind—I had to get her!
I dejectedly opened the car door, tossed the hard drive onto the passenger seat, started the engine—released the handbrake—shifted gears—and stepped on the gas. The car, as if in a fit of rage, lurched forward…
Back home, I was burning with desire. I immediately turned on my computer, connected the hard drive, and started watching my classic porn: European, American, Japanese, South Korean, Hong Kong, Taiwanese, mainland Chinese, and even my own films—old and young, 2P, 3P, even
gang fights, same-sex, opposite-sex, and even interracial! I vented my frustration by scanning everything, usually fast-forwarding to the crucial parts. At the end, I shamefully summoned my long-lost subordinates—Left and Right Hand—to solve the problem…
My anger subsided. I copied my data back to the computer while simultaneously reviewing her information—as the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. I needed to thoroughly understand her, find the key to the problem, and prescribe the right remedy—the only shortcut right now was to carefully examine her information; perhaps I could find some clues.
I first opened
the "Mental Space" file under her "Life Files" directory—I remembered seeing it before; it contained random thoughts and diary entries, suggesting that analyzing a person requires understanding their inner world.
I read through her thoughts and diary with very mixed feelings, regretting that I had been so focused on finding porn on her hard drive that I had overlooked these things. If I had read them back then, I wouldn't be in this situation today; I might have been a completely different person—gently guiding and advising me, earnestly teaching me, offering heartfelt help, and caring for her like a brother. The more I read, the more I felt despicable, petty, and worse than an animal; no word used to describe a shameful man would be an exaggeration to condemn me! Self-reproach and fear filled my entire being. Tomorrow I have to go back to work. This colleague I see all the time... besides this incident, how am I supposed to face her? I'm chain-smoking, my mind racing, trying to salvage the situation. Ideally, I'd like to become her close friend. As compensation for my mistake, I'm willing to do anything to help her out of her confusion and helplessness. I'd give anything, even my life!
Her records are impeccably kept, including her life reflections and daily life from university to her working years. In one entry (probably shortly after starting university), she wrote: "
Why wasn't I happy
to go to university? To outsiders, I'm a carefree princess—beautiful, from a wealthy family, always using the best of everything. Every time my parents visit, they bring bags and bags of things, from snacks to high-end consumer goods like laptops and the latest mobile phones. I get to use whatever good stuff is available right away. My bank account has never had less than 5000 yuan. Every time I withdraw a little, the number increases by the time I visit again. I know it's either my parents depositing money for me." My account is like it has an automatic top-up program, only the amount topped up is different each time—sometimes 1000, sometimes 800. I still don't understand, if they can be so good to their own daughter, why can't they be a little kinder to each other, even just a tiny bit?
From as far back as I can remember, I've never been like other children—going to the park, riding bumper cars, having picnics with my parents… All they gave me was abundant material comforts and constant bickering, arguments, insults, and even physical violence!
In this seemingly sunny and happy family, I witnessed so many sordid things that I still can't understand! I once caught my mother naked with another man in the house, and I once accidentally stumbled into my father's office and found him having sex with a woman! I learned about the despicable and vulgar nature of sex far too early. I hate them! Why do they do this? Why don't they divorce, start their own families, and live an open and honest life? Is the child all they're using as a high-sounding excuse and reason? Therefore, I hate my parents in my heart, and I also hate sex! Disgusting!!!
Why am I not happy? Then
I saw another piece she wrote about her views and aversion to love and relationships, probably written during her second or third year of university: "
Is it necessary?
It's terrifying! All my roommates have boyfriends! Is university just a marriage agency and a place for lust? Every night, they come back very late, all looking happy and intoxicated. Soon after entering the dorm, they start whispering sweet nothings on the phone, using the most cheesy words imaginable: 'darling,' 'give me a kiss,' 'I miss you and don't want to sleep,' etc., filling my ears.
They want to do what they did on the playground earlier! Disgusting! So disgusting!!
Some of them don't even come back to sleep—everyone knows they're out having an affair with their boyfriends! Even worse, some have moved out of the dorm and rented apartments off-campus with their boyfriends! Is sex really so wonderful and indescribable? Can it be eaten or worn? Is love just about sex? What is love? It's mutual admiration and help, flying side by side, progressing together!" If I need love, I absolutely refuse to let sex get involved!
However, I currently have no desire for love; it seems I'm naturally immune to it! The guys who pursue me are only after my money and looks, and of course, some want to use me to do those dirty things! Don't even think about it, get lost! If one day I really surrender, then that person is definitely an exceptionally outstanding and utterly unconventional individual! But, maybe yes, maybe no! Let it be, let nature take its course!!
The next few posts are her thoughts on some of her roommates becoming mistresses, and also her criticism of her friends' miscarriages—basically, things she'd already told me. I skimmed through them and skipped them, then carefully read about her experiences with her boyfriend in college. After reading them, I understood why she was so sensitive to engine noise and bright headlights.
The next post is about her joy and happiness at finding her Prince Charming:
Hehe, God hasn't let me down!
First of all, I want to shout: Thank God! Hehe, the reason I thank him is because—he didn't treat me badly! I thought I was destined to be forever without love, but unexpectedly, God brought Ah Kun to my life! Really, it's God's blessing—Ah Kun is a boyfriend who perfectly meets all my requirements! Gentle and refined, clean and neat, tall and slender, extraordinary, unique, witty and humorous…hehe, am I being a bit blind by love? Anyway, whether I am or not, I really like him!
Meeting Ah Kun is so strange, and I've started to truly believe in fate! That day I went to the cafeteria for lunch, right during peak hours, and our darn cafeteria was packed (hehe, thinking back now, the cafeteria was so cute!). I carried my tray around looking for an empty table, but couldn't find one! I figured I'd just have to make do, so I randomly picked a table that was already occupied but had one empty seat and sat down (note, I didn't plan this at all; it was completely accidental :)). After settling in, I looked at the person opposite me. It was a guy, a very sunny and clean-cut one! He moved his plate a little, gave me a friendly look, as if to say, "Hehe, I'll make some room for you!" I quietly said thank you. He smiled and said it was nothing! Then he buried his head in his food. You could tell from how he ate that he was a very well-mannered person, and he wasn't like those guys who would try to flirt with you with their smooth talk and shifty eyes.
I also buried my head in my food, but suddenly felt a strange unease and couldn't help but steal glances at him. He was so focused on eating that he was completely unaware that I had already glanced at him several times, hehe! Halfway through my meal, I hissed and gasped, quickly sticking out my tongue and fanning myself with my hand to extinguish the spiciness—there was chili in the food I ordered today! What the hell! I remember specifically checking before ordering! Just as I was about to get up to get a Coke, the boy pushed his glass towards me, politely saying, "Hey, you drink this. I haven't touched it; I don't want to drink it anyway, it'd be a waste to throw it away!" I already had a strange liking for him, and with his sincere eyes, I thanked him without hesitation and picked it up…
After drinking the Coke, I lost my appetite for food, and sitting there felt a bit awkward—like a rabbit had bumped into me. So I hastily packed up and left—a bit of an escape, haha! I don't even know what I was escaping from . After
eating, I rushed to the radio station, but that guy's image kept popping up in my head—it's really weird! I went to the radio station to prepare for an interview tomorrow morning—there's someone at our school who's not only academically excellent, but also runs a small company that hires underprivileged students to help out, sharing the profits! Apparently, he's a very good person with excellent character and intelligence, and the person from the station who contacted him said he's also handsome!
I wasn't originally slated to be the host, but the original host got sick, so I had to fill in. To prepare for tomorrow's program, I need to brush up on the relevant information first.
I was busy until past 10 PM, and finally memorized the information of the person who was coming to Taiwan for an interview: male, Han nationality, computer science major, both parents are university teachers, fascinated by computers since childhood, and after entering university, he began to voluntarily install computers for classmates and the department, and also served as the computer lab administrator; in his sophomore year, he started a computer company—specializing in installing computers for students, while also repairing computers and selling computer parts and components. The company adopted democratic management, all employees were students from impoverished backgrounds, and the income was split equally among everyone… The questions we wanted to ask him mainly focused on: how he balanced his studies and company affairs, and how he performed so well in both, as well as his views on university student entrepreneurship and why he only hired students from impoverished backgrounds.
I returned to my dormitory, and just as I was about to open the closet to get my underwear to take a shower, I suddenly realized that I had lost my keys!
I searched my whole body but couldn't find them, and then I searched every corner, still to no avail. It seemed that I could only pin my hopes on the radio station; maybe I left them there. But they were already closed, so I had no choice but to endure the night and come back to shower after finishing my program the next day…
The next day, I went to the radio station early in the morning to see if my keys were there. I searched everywhere but couldn't find it. I was so angry! My carelessness, my old habit, has caused me so much trouble! Oh well, I'm not going to look anymore. I'll just have someone pick the lock after the show!
Just as the interview was about to start, the student who was hosting us brought in someone! Wow! It was him!!
He was just as surprised as I was. We exchanged greetings, and I was about to tell him the details of the show. Before I could even speak, he magically produced my key, smiling and saying, "You left it in the cafeteria yesterday! I was planning to give it to your radio station today to help them find the owner, but I didn't expect to meet you right here! Haha!"
What a coincidence! It's a bit unbelievable, haha :), could this be what they call fate? Next, I did an interview with him, and we worked together very well. Throughout the program, I had a very special feeling, a kind of emotion I'd never experienced before, filling my heart—although my heart was pounding, I felt incredibly comfortable, happy, and at ease. Every glance from him was so comforting and satisfying; every time I looked into his eyes, I felt a warm current flowing through my heart…
His demeanor on the program further increased my admiration for him—polite, respectful, and unpretentious. For example, when I asked him if he ever felt he didn't have enough time to balance his studies and career, he said that time is like water in a sponge; if you squeeze, you'll always find some! I'd heard this before, but hearing it from his magnetic voice and sincere attitude gave it a completely different feel, inspiring genuine respect! I asked why he only recruited students from impoverished backgrounds and why the income was split equally. He replied that it was simply because he believed in the most basic principles of being a person—that all people are equal, only differing in material or spiritual aspects, but with absolute equality in personality and dignity! People should help each other in society, share resources, and in resource allocation, try to take care of disadvantaged groups caused by the system or lack of opportunity, so as to make equality more widespread! How profound and thought-provoking! I have to admit, he was the first person I admired in college!
Back in my dorm that night, I couldn't help but hum "The Promise of a Wanderer"—"There are many roads to love, but I chose you..." My mind was filled with his image, and I felt so sweet—he said he could take some time to look at my laptop—it keeps crashing!
...
Hehe :), that's how I met Ah Kun, and of course, we started dating! With him, I felt the sweetness of love and the happiness of being a girl cherished and loved by her boyfriend! Every time we hold hands, I feel itchy—I wonder what kissing tastes like (we've only held hands so far). If he kisses me this Valentine's Day, I won't object! Shh—! Hehe :)
I'll say it again: Thank God! Hehe!
After reading this, I felt like I was back in my college days, that pure and beautiful sky. It was as if I could see a happy young couple on campus, inseparable and whispering sweet nothings. Because I wanted to see the outcome of his Valentine's Day story, I didn't linger and went straight to find it—such a grand ceremony should be included!
I found it quickly! —A Depressing Valentine's Day!, filled with shyness, disappointment, frustration, and anger—not because Sun Kun's actions that day hadn't gone her way, but as a strong condemnation and protest against the interference with their plans!
"A Depressing Valentine's Day!":
Today is Valentine's Day, but this depressing and disappointing Valentine's Day is truly infuriating (please forgive my swearing, but only swearing can express my feelings at this moment).
I had already said in my heart that if Ah Kun kissed me today, I wouldn't refuse! That depends on that kid's own fate.
This morning, before I even got out of bed, Ah Kun called to wake me up, saying he was downstairs and wanted to give me something (he had mentioned last night that he'd surprise me with a gift when he took me out for Hans BBQ). Still half-asleep, I went downstairs, and he was already waiting in the lobby—it seemed he'd prepared meticulously for today; his outfit couldn't have been put together in less than half an hour: a beige casual suit, a dark plaid fleece shirt, off-white casual trousers, and dark brown casual sneakers. These simple items, combined with his tall, slender, and well-proportioned frame, made him look sunny, handsome, and full of energy. My disheveled appearance, on the other hand, was a stark contrast to him—cartoon slippers, loose pink pajamas, and messy hair. Ah Kun couldn't help but laugh when he saw me! He struck a cool pose like Stephen Chow—tilting his head to one side and raising his hand in a "go back" gesture—and we both burst out laughing. I grabbed him and said, "Miss
, if I may be so bold, I'm afraid with your looks, you'll never get this!" Ah Kun tossed his head, mimicking Stephen Chow.
"Hehe, I don't care, just give it to me!" I held out my palm in front of him.
"Hehe, then hold on tight!" He pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and solemnly placed it in my palm with his sharp fingers. His expression and actions were comical—which is what I like about him. To outsiders, he's a bookworm and workaholic, lacking in romance and humor. But only by truly entering his life and having the closest contact can you discover his wit, humor, and cunning. "
Ah—this is it?" I pretended to be disappointed, but my curiosity immediately piqued—this guy's note is definitely more than just sweet nothings or poems! "
Hehe, it's quite valuable!" "Go back to your room and study it!" "I'm leaving!" He said, then mysteriously walked away.
Sigh—! I really wanted to stop him, but he had already slipped out the door.
I couldn't stop him, so I eagerly opened the note in my hand. Hehe! It was a map—he made it with CorelDRAW. I immediately recognized it as a map of our school and surrounding areas, showing the cafeteria, radio station, classrooms, park, restaurants outside the school gate, and even his company. Each location was marked with a red line… and below the map were explanations.
Hehe, it was a treasure map! Ah Kun told me to find it myself. He wrote to Minmin: "I've prepared many gifts for you today, but you have to find them yourself. I did this because other methods are too mundane and conventional. You are a very special girl—and of course, the only girl I truly cherish in this life. So, I wanted to give you what I wanted to give you this way. Besides being fun, I also wanted to tell you a life philosophy—many things require effort to achieve, such as our future family and career. We all need to work hard, strive, and fight for them. I love you! Go find your gifts! May you always be a happy little princess!"
Hehe, this is so exciting! I rushed back to my dorm, tidied myself up, and hurried downstairs, munching on bread while studying the treasure map.
According to the map, I had to go to the cafeteria first, as it was marked 1, but there were no hints about what to do there – that was up to fate!
I quickly searched my memory for anything related to the cafeteria, and suddenly an idea struck me – that's it! My first encounter with him was in the cafeteria! So I went straight to the table where we first ate.
It was breakfast time, and although many people are lazy, especially boys who are used to skipping breakfast, our school has a large population, and the cafeteria isn't big, so even the few people eating there made it bustling! As soon as I reached the second-floor entrance, I saw that the table was already occupied! I was too embarrassed to approach rashly, so I waited for them to leave…
This wait felt like an eternity; I wanted to see what was there as soon as possible, but I was also afraid they would ruin the scene, causing trouble for my treasure hunt, or even ruining the whole exciting game!
I waited anxiously for about 10 minutes, feeling like my hair was turning white from waiting! As soon as they left, I rushed over as fast as I could, afraid someone else would try to get their hands on the table!
The table and chairs were empty; I found nothing. Had my initial thinking been wrong? Was it a trap he set? But no way! He was trying to make me happy; he wouldn't do something like that, and besides, he wouldn't want his plan to fail! So I started imagining what he would do by setting up the trap, and suddenly it clicked! Haha, you idiot, trying to fool me? Not so easy! It must be here! As I realized this, my hand reached behind the table. Haha! There was an envelope on the back, taped with double-sided tape, and it was hard inside. I bent down and pulled it off, my heart pounding with excitement. What was inside?
Haha, finally found it! A sense of accomplishment welled up inside me, my heart pounding. On the envelope was Ah Kun's familiar, strong, and sharply defined cursive handwriting. The message read: "Haha, little girl, are you thinking, 'Finally found it!' My heart is still pounding!" "Is that right? Look quickly, or we'll be late!"
This guy is practically a mind reader; he knows exactly what I'm thinking!
I quickly tore open the envelope, eager to see what was inside and why I'd be late.
It turned out to be a CD! There was a note inside: "Hehe, girl, hurry up and host your morning greetings, or you'll be late! Since you have this opportunity, use your special privilege to play this disc on the radio—today's program starts, you don't need to say anything, just play this disc, and then you can continue hosting. Don't worry, I won't do anything reckless!"
I checked my watch: 7:00! I was so focused on the treasure hunt that I almost forgot I was supposed to host the program at 7:10. Luckily, Ah Kun reminded me. This guy is so meticulous and calculating; it seems there's more to come. He's probably been planning this treasure hunt for a long time, and it's all been carefully planned!
I ran all the way to the station, my mind filled with curiosity and excitement from the mysterious CD.
Entering the broadcasting studio, I turned on the equipment, put on my headphones, and without even checking if the time was up, I put in the CD.
Haha! It turned out he used software to lip-sync—after the introductory light music, my voice appeared in the background music: "Good morning, everyone! I'm Zhang Min, it's time for our morning greetings again. First, I wish everyone a happy holiday, and a pleasant day at work and study! At a classmate's request, before we play any songs, he will dedicate a song to all the couples in the school, wishing them all a happy and successful life together, and that lovers will be united in marriage! He also sincerely wishes his girlfriend a happy holiday, and that she will always be a happy little princess!" After my opening remarks, a beautiful and melodious prelude began, and soon Lao Lang sang with deep emotion: "There are many roads to love, but I chose you... I've opened my diary, and your name is everywhere... In my songs, there's one about you who once broke my heart; in my songs, there's one about peeling an apple for you... I also pointed to the flowing river, saying I'd make a warm little nest for you..."
I listened quietly to the program I was hosting, from surprise to emotion, and finally, two hot tears streamed down my face. I felt like the happiest person in the world! I swore in my heart that I would only love A-Kun for the rest of my life!
Near the end, I switched my voice back to my own and continued hosting, because A-Kun's performance was completely in my hosting style and voice, so there wasn't a single flaw...
The program ended at 7:35. I slung my backpack over my shoulder, filled with happiness, excitement, and curiosity, and went straight to the classroom—the map showed a classroom, and I happened to have a class, so A-Kun's secret must be in my classroom!
I arrived at the classroom; most of the students were already there, waiting for the bell to ring and the teacher to arrive precisely on time. Some were reading newspapers, while others were joking and playing. I walked to my usual spot—everyone in our class likes to sit where they like, and it gradually became a fixed routine. But today, someone had left a cushion on my seat! Just as I was about to ask whose cushion it was, I immediately smiled knowingly—it must have been Ah Kun's doing! The cushion was brand new! I happily sat down, and while putting my bag down, I found a beautiful gift box in the drawer. I quickly opened it, and lo and behold! Inside was a very delicate women's fountain pen, along with a note. Hehe, don't be angry, I saved the seat, but now the pen and cushion are yours! Didn't you like this cushion when we went shopping last time? I'll buy it for you now, hoping it will help you concentrate better in class; I chose the pen for you, didn't you want to practice your calligraphy? How can you do that without the right tools? Okay, let's get ready for class, and after class, we'll go to the next stop!
I couldn't concentrate on the class at all; I was enveloped in an intense happiness and sweetness—even though I didn't receive a bright red rose like the other students! I was practically floating on air.
My mind was filled with Ah Kun's image; I missed him terribly—even though I'd only seen him this morning, it felt like an eternity! I waited agonizingly for the class to end, secretly texting Ah Kun, but he didn't reply—his phone was off!
Each day felt like an eternity!
After class, I rushed to the garden, where Ah Kun was already waiting for me! Holding a rose, he looked at me with deep affection. Forgetting all my previous reserve, I ran to him and threw myself into his arms like a little bird, clinging to him tightly as if afraid he would fly away. This was the first time I'd ever hugged a man other than my father so intimately. The moment our bodies touched, I trembled all over, like an electric shock, a tingling sensation running from head to toe. My heart raced, and my whole body burned, as if an innate impulse was being unleashed within me… Because of the crowd, I reluctantly separated from him…
He gave me the flower, saying, “I only have one rose in my life—it belongs only to you!” I took the flower, greedily inhaling its fragrance. “
Come on, let’s go eat!” Ah Kun pulled my hand and led me outside.

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