Teacher Xia

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Looking out, the blue sky was clear and bright, and the earth, a dazzling yellow, seemed to shimmer under the blinding sunlight, emitting weak groans. The scorching sun relentlessly showered this place with its blessings. This was the westernmost part of China, and the boundary marker, standing abruptly and solemnly on the boundless Gobi Desert, declared who owned this land. Blue and yellow were the eternal dominant colors of this land; few other colors appeared throughout the year.
A tall figure in brown camouflage, almost blending into the earth, cast only a small shadow under the blazing sun. The rank insignia on his shoulders indicated he was just a private. His name was Bai Yang, a new recruit this year. He had just finished three months of basic training and arrived here. If nothing unexpected happened, he would stay here for two years. No internet, no games, no signal. Bai Yang felt this was the worst decision of his life.
"Bai Yang, how does this place feel?" Bai Yang's squad leader, Lei Qiu, was a burly man, born in northern Shaanxi, and more adapted to the environment here.
Bai Yang forced a smile. "It feels
pretty good~"
"Could you be any more obvious with your boasting?" Lei Qiu's gruff voice rang out.
"Let me tell you, this place has no good mountains, no good water, nothing special."
Bai Yang: "..."
Lei Qiu continued to speak to himself.
"There's only one platoon around here. There are few people, and even fewer come every year."
"Although this is the border, not many people come here. We're stationed here just for symbolic duty."
Bai Yang was even more speechless. After traveling for almost two days by truck to get here, this place had given him a heavy blow, a critical one at that. Moreover, looking at the sparsely populated military camp, Bai Yang simply couldn't believe that this was a platoon!
"Squad leader, are you sure this is a platoon? Can we count five people?"
"..." Lei Qiu thought carefully.
"Including you, there are five."
"So this is a platoon?"
"Everyone else went out. If the platoon leader hadn't told me a new recruit was coming today, I would have gone out too."
Bai Yang looked at everything helplessly, his tone ultimately resigned.
"Damn..."
Squads of soldiers returned wave after wave, and only then did the camp begin to echo with human voices. Bai Yang watched the squads of soldiers, drenched in sweat, yet still chatting and laughing. However, he rubbed his stomach. It was already growling; it was 7:30, and he still hadn't eaten.
"Hungry? You'll have to wait a little longer until everyone's here before we can eat."
"Can you tell me what they've all been doing?"
Raichu looked at the desolate scene before him.
"Over there." Raichu pointed in a direction.
“There’s a small town over there, it used to be very populated. But in recent years, all the young people have left, and that place is now full of old people, children, and women. The nearest river dried up a few years ago, and that’s when the platoon leader sent us to help them get water. To help out. They all went to help in the town. After all, we can’t just sit idle here. There’s nothing here, but the people are kind.”
Bai Yang fell silent.
Night fell, and the lights came on in the dormitory. Almost the entire platoon was crammed into one room. The protagonist was naturally Bai Yang, who had just arrived that day. After all, not many new recruits came to this place each year. As the only one to arrive this year, Bai Yang trembled slightly on the bed, facing so many naked, strong men. A hint of despair shone in his eyes, a despair that revealed his injustice towards this world. Oh crap, I’m writing BL… The soldiers all had smiles on their faces, welcoming another comrade-in-arms. Because soon, another batch of soldiers would be leaving, an unchanging law, but the number of people in the barracks was dwindling.
Raichu looked at the soldiers and sighed softly.
Meanwhile, in a separate dormitory, a man in his thirties sat smoking incessantly; he was the platoon leader. He was increasingly frustrated. But tomorrow would be the same.
At five in the morning, just as dawn broke, a hand reached into Bai Yang's bed and gently patted him.
Still half-asleep, Bai Yang saw everyone in the dormitory getting dressed. He immediately woke up and quickly dressed himself.
In the mess hall that morning, under the lights, soldiers wolfed down their food. They ate quickly, then hurriedly threw down their bowls and chopsticks and left the camp.
Vehicles were completely useless here, as gasoline was rationed each month. Even with vehicles, without gasoline, they were worthless.
Bai Yang followed Raichu, walking step by step towards the town. The town wasn't close; in fact, it was quite far. By the time Bai Yang arrived, the soldiers had already knocked on doors, carrying their water buckets, and were already gone. Because the river had dried up, they had to walk a long way, a full thirty miles, which was far enough for the elderly and children in the small town. The town's only well had long since dried up. Bai Yang watched the soldiers carrying their shoulder poles, their figures disappearing into the desolate landscape.
He had to admit that in this desolate place, the elderly and children would have to make a great effort to survive, which explained why these soldiers had set out so early. Although they were on the border, they were clearly also helping everything in the vicinity.
Lei Qiu led Bai Yang to gently knock on the door. The knocking was soft, and inside, a wrinkled old woman walked with difficulty. Upon seeing this, Bai Yang quickly and gently helped the old woman up.
At this moment, Lei Qiu's voice rang out.
"Help her to a chair, then go find Teacher Xia and get her the water bucket. Any child in town knows where Teacher Xia lives."
Bai Yang responded and went out.
Xia Dong lived on the west side of the town. From her room, the sound of children reading aloud drifted out the window. Through the window, Xia Dong's wheat-colored face was full of smiles; her features were delicate, and her hair was styled in a neat ponytail. The children's reading voices, and Xia Dong's clear voice, seemed to guide them.
Bai Yang gently knocked on the door, but didn't interrupt the children's reading. Xia Dong opened the door and looked at the tall figure outside. But the person who came today was different. Xia Dong had been in the town for almost two years, and she knew all the soldiers, but she had never seen Bai Yang before. However, she immediately recognized him by his military uniform.
Bai Yang followed behind Xia Dong, enjoying the gazes of the children. His face felt burning. After entering the kitchen, Bai Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the kitchen was simple, it was very clean. In the corner of the kitchen, two water vats sat there; one was empty, and the other was half full.
Bai Yang didn't say much, picked up the two buckets, and then took the carrying pole from the door. He went out.
The townspeople were used to these soldiers, but they were always grateful each time they came. Along the way, Bai Yang saw smiles on the faces of the elderly, their eyes filled with gratitude, shining brightly in this desolate town. Women smiled and greeted him, simply because of his uniform. His platoon leader was helping an old man carry things. The remaining soldiers were all helping.
By the river, Bai Yang looked at the slightly yellowish water, which made him feel utterly disgusted.
"Damn it!" Bai Yang exclaimed helplessly. Lei Qiu slapped him on the head.
"What are you yelling about? This water is good enough. What more could you expect? Put it in a vat, it'll be clean in a bit."
Bai Yang lowered his head, remaining silent.
Silently carrying water. The water was murky, but people's hearts were clear. In the desolate Gobi Desert, having water at all was a blessing. This place received less rainfall in a year than in a single day in the south; every drop was precious.
Every day was like this, tiring but fulfilling. Seeing the smiles and hope on the faces of the townspeople, Bai Yang felt himself gradually growing up. He wondered if the poplar trees he watered every day would take firm root here.
Suddenly, the military camp entered its most sorrowful time. This year, twenty-one soldiers chose to retire.
Farewells were common in the military; every year a group of soldiers chose to leave. The departure of those soldiers brought tears to Bai Yang's eyes. Their departure took away the usual liveliness, plunging the camp into sadness.
Bai Yang had thought about the veterans leaving, and he had also thought about leaving one day. But the daily busyness made him forget about it. They were supposed to leave this morning. But this morning, he chose to go to town with them. Now, it was already dark. They boarded the vehicle one by one.
The night wind was cold. Bai Yang caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing in the distance, in the biting wind, her long hair billowing in the breeze. She wasn't wearing thick clothes, and stood quietly in the wind, watching the soldiers depart one by one.
Xia Dong stood in the wind, the cold wind drying the tears from her eyes. The wind here was rough and fierce. The mournful sound of the wind filled her ears. The green truck roared away.
Then, a warm coat was draped over her shoulders. Bai Yang stood beside her, gently embracing her. Looking at her face, slightly red from the wind, he softly kissed her.
Bai Yang and Xia Dong were five years apart in age. Xia Qiu had been here for two years; she was the only outsider in this small town, teaching children to read. Their
relationship wasn't particularly dramatic; it seemed that from the very beginning… It was during their first meeting that Bai Yang, drenched in sweat, carried water back, and Xia Dong gently wiped the sweat from his brow. Perhaps it was the smile on Xia Dong's face as she taught the children to read in the room.
At that time, Bai Yang truly hadn't expected Xia Dong to come here voluntarily. In such harsh conditions, she had come and stayed for two years.
Bai Yang had just finished carrying water, while the other soldiers had gone inside to eat; he was the last to return. He looked at Xia Dong somewhat embarrassed. Xia Dong smiled gently and asked softly,
"Why don't you come and eat?"
Bai Yang quickly waved his hand and put down the water bucket.
"No, I'm not hungry. Is there anything else? If not, I'll be going now."
Bai Yang was slightly out of breath; carrying water for the first time had exhausted him. Xia Dong invited him to sit down and have a glass of water. Bai Yang was a little shy and embarrassed, but after drinking a glass of water, he left.
Outside, the scorching sun beat down directly on the ground, its rays bathing the earth. This was a burden this land could not bear. A few poplar trees stood around the town, their roots firmly planted in the Gobi Desert. The town wasn't big; it took less than twenty minutes to walk through.
Once outside, Bai Yang squinted. He didn't see a single person in military uniform and muttered,
"Damn, where are they?"
But everyone in the town was inside eating. No one heard Bai Yang's exclamation. Bai Yang found a shady spot, picked up the two steamed buns he'd brought that morning, and squatted down to eat them.
The buns were already cold. He ate them bite by bite, the dry, hard buns a little hard to swallow. Despite the difficulty, Bai Yang continued eating. Just then, an enticing aroma of vegetables wafted into his nostrils.
Xia Dong, with a bright smile, was slightly bent over, holding a plate of freshly stir-fried vegetables. The enticing aroma of food wafted in, mingling with Xia Dong's soft fragrance. Unconsciously, an ambiguous feeling arose between them… The two embraced in the cold wind, the distant military camp brightly lit, the soft body of the woman in their arms against this desolate yet exhilarating land. The stars in the sky, distant and ancient, seemed like an eternal galaxy. The earth beneath their feet was ancient and weighty.
In this world, only their embracing figures remained, the starry sky seeming to dance for them. The earth beneath their feet faintly pulsed. The wind whispered a mournful song, yet it also sang a tender love song.
Neither of them belonged here, yet they came together because of this place. The borderland was desolate, but the flower of love bloomed here. They embraced, their sweetness mingling. The ambiguity gradually transformed into love. The seed of their hearts belonging to each other had begun to sprout. Holy crap, it was sprouting.
Under the starry night, their lips met, a kiss that was both sweet and bittersweet.
The parting of comrades and the sweetness of love intertwined, stirring their hearts. Their lips entwined, their tongues entwined, a sky full of stars, a chilling wind blowing, yet nothing could extinguish the flames of love.
Having been in the military camp for so long, Bai Yang had grown accustomed to the camp's schedule, waking up promptly at five every morning for breakfast. After breakfast, he would
go to the small town, returning only in the evening. But today, his steps were much lighter. Because there was something more he cared about in the town. Bai Yang's face was full of smiles as he hurried towards the town.
"Bai Yang!" Xia Dong called out from inside her house, seeing the figure at the door.
The two, deeply in love, spent their days laughing.
Bai Yang and Xia Dong were already very familiar with each other. Today was his first day off, and the two were inseparable.
In Xia Dong's room, the room was elegantly decorated. On the bed, Bai Yang slowly lay on top of Xia Dong and kissed her luscious lips. As their lips and tongues intertwined, Bai Yang's hands slowly undid her clothes. Xia Dong's pretty face flushed, but she didn't stop him. Bai Yang unbuttoned Xia Dong's clothes, revealing her alluring breasts through her pale purple bra. Her
breasts rose and fell with Xia Dong's breath. Bai Yang, who had been aroused by Xia Dong's teasing, was now rock hard. He couldn't resist any longer, and his rough hands caressed her breasts, feeling their soft, smooth texture even through her bra. Once her clothes were removed, he discovered that Xia Dong's breasts were full and plump, so large that one hand couldn't even encircle them.
Bai Yang pushed up her pale purple bra, revealing her wheat-colored breasts, which trembled slightly in the air. The two nipples on those soft flesh were slightly erect, their pink color incredibly tempting. Bai Yang was instantly aroused. He pounced on her, taking one of her tender nipples into his mouth, licking it with his tongue. The pressure varied, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, making Xia Dong's cheeks flush red as he licked her. She let out soft moans, her arms involuntarily encircling Bai Yang's head, her fingers stroking his short hair. She pressed his head firmly against her chest. The teasing of his tongue, the slight tingling, combined with his exquisite sucking, the gentle stimulation was truly irresistible. Her nipples hardened further from Bai Yang's stimulation, becoming even more sensitive.
Bai Yang's sucking stimulated Xia Dong's sensitive nerves, also stimulating the emptiness in her lower body. She longed for Bai Yang's penetration, but was too embarrassed to say it. The stimulation on her nipples grew stronger, and Xia Dong's soft breaths echoed in the room. With each suck and lick from Bai Yang, her body tensed and relaxed, responding to his lips and tongue.
Listening to Xia Dong's moans, Bai Yang slowly stroked her from top to bottom, caressing her satin-like skin. Her skin was smooth to the touch; though not fair, her wheat-colored skin was equally smooth, adding a touch of wildness. His large, hot hands roamed over her body, sliding from her chest to her abdomen, gently caressing her soft skin.
The rough hands moved across her abdomen, the coarse texture and the burning heat of his palms. One hand had already quietly unbuckled her belt, and she cooperated by arching her back, making it easier for Bai Yang to pull down her pants. Her jeans fell to the ground along her long legs, revealing pale purple panties that stood out starkly between her wheat-colored legs. The thin fabric and the subtle glimpses of black were even more alluring.
Bai Yang gently kissed her navel, his hands slowly slipping inside her panties. His large, hot hand invaded her sensitive private area, and Xia Dong involuntarily closed her legs, trapping his hand between them. His hot hand gently covered her vulva, the delicate petals clearly feeling the roughness and heat of Bai Yang's hand. Xia Dong's face flushed even more. Bai Yang gently caressed her, a few fingers stimulating her clitoris, sending waves of tingling sensations that made Xia Dong's scalp tingle and her body go limp. Deep within her body, streams of fluid gradually welled up.
Xia Dong was slender; two years of exposure to the winds of the Northwest had made her thinner, but this thinness possessed a healthy, athletic quality. Her long legs were long yet incredibly supple, a fact Bai Yang quickly noticed. His other hand began to caress the inside of her thighs; the delicate skin was extremely sensitive, feeling smooth to the touch, but not like touching a ball of cotton. It was like kneading dough.
Bai Yang's kneading was slightly painful, yet also tingly and itchy. Xia Dong couldn't help but groan. Her panties had been removed by Bai Yang at some point, and beneath the dark bush, in the pink valley, a little bit of cool, silvery liquid, slippery and wonderful.
Two fingers parted the delicate labia and gently inserted, the slight fullness causing Xia Dong's body to tense slightly. Her groans intensified. The fingers inserted into her vagina had calluses, gently rubbing against the tender flesh inside. Waves of pleasure washed over her, like a northwest wind, sharp and fierce, one after another.
Bai Yang, with his thick penis erect, couldn't hold back any longer. He probed inside Xia Dong's vagina a few times, then gently pressed the head of his penis against the entrance. After a slight rubbing up and down, he held Xia Dong's slender waist and slowly pushed it in.
"Ah~" The feeling of fullness inside her vagina was almost unbearable for Xia Dong, who hadn't had sex in two years. Moreover, Bai Yang's penis was already quite large, and the slight swelling made Xia Dong grip his arms tightly. This feeling of fullness, the large glans slowly penetrating, the ridges scraping against the folds of flesh inside, the sensitive opening stimulated even more intensely, and Xia Dong couldn't help but moan. That rare, profound feeling, sensing the hot penis inside her, slowly penetrating, the heat and power intoxicating Xia Dong.
The glans gently pressed against her clitoris, that tingling, electric sensation, accompanied by Bai Yang's slight thrusts, the force of each thrust amplified countless times. It was like a rare downpour in the desert, each drop pounding on her long-dormant nerves.
The long-awaited sex made Xia Dong abandon her usual shyness, her long legs tightly clamping Bai Yang's waist, Bai Yang's thrusts inside her relentlessly. The movements grew increasingly vigorous, and Xia Dong felt the pleasure surging through her body intensify. Her hands gently kneaded her breasts, lightly twisting her long-hardened nipples. With the increasing pleasure of sex, her nipples became more and more sensitive. The stimulating pleasure reached its peak with a high-pitched scream. Her
body released a torrent of fluids, seemingly draining all her strength. Her rapid breathing echoed in the room. Her vagina, even more sensitive after the climax, received Bai Yang's increasingly intense thrusts, each withdrawal causing the tender flesh inside to fold back. Each insertion slammed deep into her core.
Their intimacy in this foreign land was the best comfort for each other. Each thrust, each moan, their merging—all their love was unspoken.
The flower of love blooms for a season, its leaves fall for a lifetime. But the traces of love are etched in the heart. After all, having loved, there is less regret.
Xia Dong stood outside the town, her back view so desolate in Bai Yang's eyes.
"Are you really leaving?" Bai Yang's voice was hoarse.
Xia Dong's voice trembled slightly with tears.
"I really am leaving."
Her voice was hoarse, tinged with resentment.
"There's nothing here. I've had enough of this place. I've been here for over two years, and I really can't stand it anymore."
"But what about the children?"
"..." Xia Dong gave a helpless, bitter smile.
"Teaching them isn't my duty. I can't stand this place. Everything is so, so lonely."
"..." Bai Yang remained silent.
Both of them shared the same pain.
Xia Dong ultimately left, silently, without farewell, without a word, leaving behind perhaps only a soft sigh.
Inside the military camp. In a dormitory.
"Bai Yang, are you feeling down?" The platoon leader's voice rang out.
"Yes." Bai Yang replied, his eyes red.
"Here, have a cigarette." The platoon leader tossed him a cigarette and a lighter.
"Holy crap~ you actually have cigarettes here?" Bai Yang immediately picked up the cigarette and lit it skillfully.
Pale blue smoke rose; perhaps, Bai Yang truly needed a cigarette to comfort him. He coughed, choked by the smoke, the platoon leader's voice echoing in his ears.
"These cigarettes, thanks to my connections, they always bring them for me when I deliver supplies."
"You know what's the worst thing about this place? The worst thing is having money but nowhere to spend it."
"That's it, it's desolate here. Every morning when I wake up, all I see is yellow and blue, nothing else. How monotonous."
"It's already quite good that Xia Dong has stayed here for two years."
Bai Yang listened quietly. The platoon leader's voice was desolate.
"This place has no internet, no TV, no signal, nothing. Most importantly, it has no future."
"A place with no future means that unless you leave voluntarily, you'll stay here forever, and nobody will know you." "
Xia Dong has been here for so long; she's seen through it all. It's normal for her to leave."
"Even if she loves it here, even if she wanted to stay, her family would make her go."
"But this proves that you love a good girl."
"This place is simply unlovable. You might think I love it here, so enthusiastically helping others
, but I have to tell you, because without helping them, our lives would be incredibly dull. Day after day of training, without even a deck of cards." "
She's been here for two years; she's far better off than those who don't even come." "
It's normal for you to be sad that she's leaving. But believe me, if she doesn't leave, you'll be even sadder in the future. "
"The departure of a relationship often comes with a bloody growth. Once the pain is over, look back. " Bai
Yang remained silent.
The flowers withered and fell to the ground without a sound, their beauty gone, leaving only marks. Even the most beautiful love song must eventually end. Besides, this was a song that wasn't beautiful to begin with.

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