When the flowers bloom

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Michelle walked timidly into the classroom and randomly found a seat. Having just been assigned to either the arts or sciences class, the students were still strangers. Those who were already in the same class or were relatively familiar with each other gathered in small groups, occasionally bursting into laughter, only to be followed by whispers.
Michelle didn't have that opportunity. Throughout her first year of high school, she hadn't interacted much with her classmates. She was somewhat afraid to speak to them, especially the boys. It wasn't that she had a bad personality or that her classmates disliked her; it was because of her large, prominent breasts. Few people had seen a high school girl with such large breasts—high, round, firm, and seemingly reaching for the clouds. Michelle was always ashamed of her unusually large breasts. She didn't dare to stand tall, and whenever she spoke to her classmates, especially the boys, she would lower her head and hunch her back to make her imposing figure less intimidating.
But this was all self-deception. Her classmates still couldn't help but secretly gossip about her behind her back. Every day, walking into the classroom, seeing the lewd and lustful gazes of the male classmates and the envious and jealous looks of the female classmates, Mi Xue was too ashamed to raise her head. A few times, she even bumped into people. Sitting in a corner, Mi Xue tried her best to keep a low profile, but some people still noticed her.
"Look, that busty girl from Class 5, she's in the humanities class too." "Wow, it really is her! No?" "Don't even think about it, she's rejected so many boys. Sigh, she really has an angel's face and a devil's figure." The whispers of the boys in the back row, though not loud, reached Mi Xue's ears. Her ears turned bright red with embarrassment, and her short, ear-length hair couldn't cover her neck, which also turned red.
"Chen Xu, over here!" A short, slightly chubby boy among them shouted loudly. Hearing the voice, Mi Xue unconsciously looked up. That one glance was unforgettable. A tall boy stood at the doorway, wearing a pure white Adidas cotton sweatshirt, loose white sweatpants, and white sneakers. A baseball cap was pulled down over his head, and he carried a huge backpack. Of course, "huge" was only relative to Michelle's figure, much like her large breasts.
The backpack, so large, seemed to fit him perfectly. Standing over 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a sunny and handsome appearance, and long, slender hands, he created a striking image that attracted the attention of all the girls.
The humanities class was known for its many beauties, largely because girls were generally less adept at science subjects. Furthermore, many of their romantic fantasies and school stories had unfolded in the humanities classes, leading many young girls to flock there. This combination of factors resulted in a unique phenomenon in high school: a large number of beautiful girls in the humanities classes.
This year's liberal arts class was no exception. There were tall, model-like beauties with long legs and slim waists, gentle girls with short hair and delicate faces, and if you looked closely, there was also a pure girl with a pair of world-class breasts. These girls were all beautiful in their own way, but at this moment they all had the same behavior: "Their eyes were shining, and there seemed to be drool at the corners of their mouths. They were all carefully observing the boy at the door, hoping that their friends would give up their seats so that he could sit next to them." Hearing his classmates' calls, the boy named Chen Xu, a little embarrassed, straightened his baseball cap, lowered his head, walked to the back row, and casually pulled up a chair to sit down.
Mi Xue was the first to recover from her daze. When she was lost in thought, she had accidentally straightened her chest. When she felt the boy's gaze fall on her most embarrassing part as he walked past her, Mi Xue couldn't help but lower her head again... Finally, the teacher arrived, and the whole class arranged the seats from front to back according to height. Coincidentally, Chen Xu sat behind Mi Xue. Like a blazing sun shining behind her, Michelle felt her back burning, hot and unbearable to look at.
High school life was monotonous; the humanities classes were slightly better, but not by much. The real appeal lay in the choice of dating, rather than the teacher's attitude or the school's punishments.
The students were still passionately in love, even though two had already been expelled. Every morning during self-study, Michelle would take one or two love letters from her desk, glance at the signature, and stuff them into her bag, then casually toss them into the trash can in front of her apartment complex on her way home from evening self-study.
Chen Xu did the same. Girls from inside and outside the class flooded the boy's desk with love letters of all kinds, like advertisements; some bolder girls even included photos in the envelopes. Chen Xu always smiled gently, neither refusing nor accepting, helplessly watching his friends take the love letters and photos and critique them.
Time flew by, and Michelle and Chen Xu gradually became acquainted. Sitting at desks next to each other, they had many opportunities to interact and talk. Even a fleeting glance during class or breaks would send Michelle's heart pounding. Whenever she heard the teacher ask a question, and heard the gentle male voice behind her answer accurately and confidently, Michelle would smile happily. "
Am I in love with him?" Michelle wrote this in her diary more than once. She was afraid, afraid that her love would be unrequited; she hoped, hoping that the boy she liked would like her back. Feelings can't withstand scrutiny. The more she thought about it, the more Michelle became immersed in an inescapable infatuation. And all of this was dramatically amplified by a party.
That year, the school took Teacher's Day very seriously, requiring each class to put on several performances half a month in advance, to be performed at the bonfire party that evening. As the class's arts and sports representative, Mi Xue had compiled a preliminary list of performances from several talented classmates. However, even including her own folk dance, she was still short one. Frustrated, she confided her troubles during a casual chat between the students in front and behind her during break.
"Ugh, it's so annoying! We're just one short, and I just can't find one!" Mi Xue complained to her deskmate, pouting and poking the desk with her pen.
"Have you asked around? Maybe some people are interested but haven't made up their minds yet?" Her deskmate adjusted her glasses, glanced at her, and then turned back to organizing her class notes.
"I've asked twice in class meetings! Nobody paid any attention to me!" Mi Xue slumped down, messing up her short hair in frustration. "Those who want to participate have already signed up, and now I have to find someone from among those who can't." "Xiao Xue, what's bothering you so much?" Chen Xu put down his copy of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," his desk trembling as the busty, innocent-looking girl in front of him bumped into him. He couldn't concentrate on his novel anymore. It's been over a month since school started, and the two have gotten to know each other much better. They joke around without any inhibitions; after all, it's much easier for a handsome guy and a beautiful girl to get along when they're sitting together.
"Hehe, Xiao Xuxu, our class's program list is still missing one person. How about you come up with one?" Mi Xue turned around, smiling mischievously, but she genuinely hoped that her secret crush, her Prince Charming, could solve her problem.
"Ah? I don't have anything to perform! I just play basketball and soccer, occasionally ping pong and volleyball, and I'm tone-deaf when it comes to guitar..." "All you know is playing ball... You can play guitar?" Mi Xue exclaimed as if she had discovered a new continent. From a young age, she had always had a special feeling for people who played guitar, always a faint sense of melancholy.
"Ah! I was afraid people would say I only know how to play ball, so I practiced guitar!" Chen Xu said with a 'I knew it' expression, looking resentful.
"Then sign up! I'll give you a guitar solo, you can play and sing, how about that?" Mi Xue looked at him with admiration, just waiting for him to nod.
"But... I only know one song! And I'm not that good at it!" Chen Xu also really wanted to perform on stage, after all, being recognized was a very proud thing, but... his guitar skills were really just average!
"It's okay, there are still half a month, practice like crazy, it won't be a problem! Okay, this is a lifesaver, Brother Xu, please help me!" Unleashing her invincible trump card as a busty girl, amidst her deskmate's almost nauseating expression and Chen Xu's lecherous gaze, Mi Xue squeezed her arms tightly against her chest, clasped her hands together in a prayer-like gesture, her large breasts, far exceeding the size of her peers, were squeezed together, incredibly alluring.
"Okay... fine!" Swallowing hard, Chen Xu reluctantly agreed, after all, it concerned the honor of the class, and making excuses wasn't his style.
For the next two weeks, the students who provided the performances dedicated two self-study periods each day to individual practice. Michelle, under the guise of helping Chen Xu improve his guitar skills, spent all her time with the boy she secretly admired. She wasn't worried about her solo dance; her dance foundation was solid, and unlike Chen Xu, she wasn't particularly bright. She was prepared to rely on her dance skills for university entrance exams, so that wasn't a problem.
Chen Xu, however, had his own difficulties. Guitar playing was originally just a hobby, but now he was being forced to take it to a professional level, the hardship of which was unimaginable. But every hardship had its sweetness. Spending over an hour each day with a busty beauty, being served tea and snacks, was a delightful and pleasant experience.
They chose the song "My Deskmate," and Chen Xu went from missing notes and notes to barely managing to compose a piece, and finally to playing it smoothly and naturally, all in just ten days. Intelligent people are intelligent after all. With his high talent, he learned quickly, and after Michelle launched her girlish offensive and persuaded the music teacher of the school's arts program, his progress was even more rapid. Coupled with Chen Xu's diligent practice of over an hour every night after returning home,
by the time of the rehearsal the day before the performance, he had reached a level where, if you only listened to one song, you would think he was a professional. Seeing Michelle smiling contentedly in the audience, Chen Xu felt his efforts were worthwhile.
The love between a young boy and girl is always hazy and shy. A period of contact led them to be deeply attracted to each other. They spent more time together, their cooperation became more seamless, and sparks flew more and more in their eyes… Teacher's Day finally arrived. In the afternoon after school, a huge bonfire was already built on the playground, and each student was given two glow sticks. Michelle, walking out of the school building, looked at the makeshift stage next to the bonfire, her eyes filled with anticipation.
At seven o'clock, the Teachers' Day bonfire party officially began. A male teacher and female students, acting as hosts, took to the stage, offering words of blessing and praise. When introducing Michelle, the male teacher exclaimed, "The sexiest!" and described her as having "angelic dance steps."
Amidst the expectant gazes of all the boys in the school, Michelle made a dazzling entrance, dressed in a shimmering gold ethnic minority costume. Her usual natural beauty was enhanced by heavy makeup, making her even more alluring and sexy. At seventeen, her body already exuded a captivating sensuality. A patch of white skin was exposed, further emphasizing her full breasts; although she had wrapped them tightly with cloth, it couldn't conceal their proud, high shape.
Her fluid, graceful dance steps set the mood for the entire bonfire party. As Michelle's body moved gracefully and beautifully, the entire audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers. The male students, usually so reserved, whistled lightly, excited for such a beautiful girl, excited for such a sexy girl presenting such a beautiful dance, and excited that all the boys and girls of this era would have such a wonderful memory! Michelle deliberately swayed her
hips a few times towards Chen Xu, who was standing below the stage preparing to go on stage next. Seeing her gaze drawn to her heaving breasts, Michelle became somewhat frenzied, swaying even more passionately, expressing the unique passion and fiery nature of her folk dance to its fullest extent.
Amidst the cheers of the audience, Michelle slowly walked off the stage and gave Chen Xu, who was in the shadows preparing to go on stage, a tight embrace. Chen Xu was a little flustered, but finally hugged the extremely excited girl. Feeling two firm mounds pressed tightly against his chest, an unprecedented sensation filled his heart. His restless member, unable to withstand the stimulation, hardened and stood erect, pressing against Michelle's thin performance costume.
Girls tend to mature earlier. Michelle sensed the boy's restlessness, her face flushed but she wasn't angry. Knowing she had gone a bit too far, she quickly stood up straight and said, "Sing well, don't overthink it!" before rushing back to her class's area. Reminded by the girl, Chen Xu felt embarrassed. He controlled his breathing, and as the host left the stage and the lights dimmed, his fingers lightly strummed, and a smooth guitar melody softly began.
"Will you remember tomorrow..." Chen Xu's voice was clean and pure, unlike Lao Lang's melancholic tone, yet possessing a serene tranquility detached from the world. Under the dim lights, a tall, handsome boy walked onto the stage in the spotlight, casually straddling a prepared stool, intently playing his instrument.
"You always said graduation was far away, but in the blink of an eye, we're all going our separate ways..." Mi Xue, a sophomore, couldn't grasp the sorrow and melancholy in the guitar music, but Chen Xu, moved by the music, poured out his heart. Many senior boys and girls were completely touched. Thinking about their upcoming college entrance exams, about parting from their beloved friends and lovers, about their former deskmates, many began to have tears in their eyes, and a few even couldn't help but cry.
"La... la la la la la la..." Accompanied by the guitar, all the boys and girls in the audience waved their glow sticks, loudly following the rhythm and humming the touching melody. Yes, the beautiful high school years, the innocent youth, and the unspoken first love—those beautiful memories that shine brightly in our minds—how could they not move us deeply, and fill us with a bittersweet feeling?
A beautiful yet melancholic melody gently echoed throughout the campus. The night was like water, and time flowed like a song, singing out the feelings of so many, evoking so many bittersweet memories… The next morning, walking on campus, Michelle felt many admiring glances, and there were always whispers behind her. She parked her bicycle, feeling a little uneasy, when she bumped into Chen Xu. She stood there watching the boy lock his bike, and the two walked into the classroom together.
“It feels weird, so many people…” “They’re all commenting, right? Yeah, I think so too. Is this what it feels like to be a celebrity?” Chen Xu interrupted Michelle. “Ugh, it’s such a strange feeling. Forget it, don’t think about it. The English teacher said there’s a vocabulary test today, did you memorize it?” “Wow! I forgot! What do I do? I’m going to get a slap on the hand!” Michelle covered her face in anguish, imagining the English teacher’s menopausal face, and couldn’t help but twitch.
“Haha! Sigh, a person is about to die…” “You jerk Chen Xu!” They playfully rushed into the classroom, and a brand new day began…!
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During history class, when the teacher mentioned a character she wasn't familiar with, she leaned back in her chair, craned her neck, and whispered a question to Chen Xu. Chen Xu, meanwhile, lay on his desk, pretending to look at the teacher, his mouth muttering his opinions and comments amidst a high stack of textbooks.
They also exchanged letters, passing them between them daily under the guise of exchanging novels. Although they both had feelings for each other, neither had the courage to take that step. For Michelle, she didn't want to entangle him further, didn't want her own desires to shatter his dreams; for Chen Xu, he dared not take that step. As a good student and obedient child, he couldn't bear the consequences of early romance.
They talked about ideals, current events, and dreamed of love; Chen Xu sweated on the sports field, while Mi Xue cheered wildly from the sidelines, oblivious to the envious glances her unusual figure attracted; Mi Xue danced gracefully on stage, snowflakes gently falling, Chen Xu led the applause from below, a wave of applause pouring down, Mi Xue's affectionate gaze still lingering in Chen Xu's mind, when the girl playfully appeared beside him, begging him to bring out the promised gift… In the beautiful high school years, every tiny little thing that happened left a deep impression, shining brightly in memory, but even the most beautiful and cherished things will eventually become memories… The party ended, it was already past ten o'clock at night. Mi Xue declined the offer from her classmates who were going the same way,
and… Walking on the still slightly chilly street, the two were silent for a moment. Turning the corner, they arrived at Mi Xue's house. Chen Xu opened his mouth, hesitating to speak. Mi Xue also didn't know what to say, her heart pounding with conflicting emotions. She regretted letting him take her home while she was slightly drunk.
"Well... I'll go upstairs then. See you at school tomorrow!" Mi Xue managed to squeeze out a few words. Damn it, why couldn't she say what was on her mind? There were few pedestrians on the street; what was she afraid of?
"Oh, okay! See you tomorrow..." Chen Xu was slightly disappointed, watching Mi Xue slowly make her way towards the residential area, then turned to leave.
"Chen Xu! You'll definitely get into Fudan University!" Chen Xu suddenly turned around and saw Mi Xue standing at the entrance of the residential area, her arms cupped around her mouth, shouting loudly at him.
"..." He waved, his heart churning with a bittersweet feeling. Chen Xu didn't know what to say, staring blankly as the girl's beautiful figure ran and disappeared into the darkness of the residential area.
A sudden night wind swept through, stirring up dust. He rubbed his eyes, his emotions still unsettled. Those young hearts, those budding loves, always hurt each other, comfort each other, and rely on each other unintentionally, inseparable. The tears left behind when the girl turned away hadn't even dried yet, but the wheel of time had turned a million times over. Is this love?
No one answered. Chen Xu rubbed his eyes. There was still a pile of homework to do , and he hadn't finished memorizing the vocabulary...
********** ... "Why are you doing this stuff too? There's still half a month until the college entrance exam. It would be better to do it after the exam." Muttering his dissatisfaction, Chen Xu took the book, but when he looked up, he saw Mi Xue's aggrieved eyes: "Okay, okay, Your Highness, Your Majesty, I'll write it, I'll write it, okay?" "You have to write a lot! I left you two pages!" Mi Xue chuckled, determined to be coquettish. "Okay, okay, I'll take it home tonight to write, and give it to you tomorrow morning." Chen Xu knew the girl valued it, so he solemnly agreed. "Remember to give it to me directly when you're done, don't let anyone else see it. I want to read your comments first." Mi Xin happily picked up her schoolbag and ran out of the classroom, not caring that her breasts were swaying, attracting stares from those around her. Chen Xu felt somewhat helpless. Expressing his feelings was his weakest point. Looking at the girl's message, it was clear she wanted him to reveal his true feelings in those two pages of comments. But… forcing himself to write, Chen Xu recalled their journey from acquaintance to friendship to mutual affection. As he wrote, his sorrow erupted. He felt for his exploited youth, for the love he missed, for the girl who had shouted her blessings to him that night. For the first time, Chen Xu was so deeply invested. ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊Our youth is like the silt carried by oars in the long river of time, unable to withstand the erosion, scattered east and west. But in this silt, there will always be one or two bright gems, never changing color, forever shining brightly, just like you, Michelle. You are the unchanging treasure in my memory. You will forever settle at the bottom of the lake of my heart, along with my lost youth and timid love. Traveling through the vast expanse of time, how I wish I could return to the past, to hold back your running figure, to gently embrace you, to tell you how much I love you, to tell you that you shouldn't have to bear all this alone. The dim streetlights, the sand swirling in the evening wind, and the heartbreaking tears in your eyes—all of this is etched in my memory, unforgettable for a lifetime! I hope you can achieve your dreams… ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊Locking the door, Mi Xue softly read Chen Xu's graduation message to her. Although she already knew his feelings for her, hearing (or seeing) him say it aloud for the first time still thrilled her. Ever since receiving the yearbook at noon, her heart had been restless. Finally, after evening self-study ended, she ran home, closed her bedroom door, and opened it to read. After reading the entire book, Michelle's cheeks were wet with tears, which dripped onto the yearbook. Seeing a few dried teardrops in the wrinkles beside it, she thought of how Chen Xu had cried just like her when he wrote those words. Her heart ached as she gently kissed the dried tear tracks, sobbing softly. Calming down, Michelle looked at Chen Xu's yearbook in her bag, her heart filled with unspoken words, yet she didn't know how to express them. After expressing his inner world, the boy couldn't wait to know the girl's thoughts. He had missed a class that morning to buy a beautiful yearbook. He refused his deskmate's offer to write for him and handed it directly to Michelle in front of several people. "Michelle, take this and write! Write down what you want to say, and I'll let the other classmates write the rest." Recalling the boy's earnest expression, Michelle blushed again, unconcerned about what others might think... Michelle opened the yearbook, the pen scratching softly, words leaping out, carrying her truest and purest emotions... "Xu, high school isn't everything, and the college entrance exam isn't the end. Since we love each other, what can't we overcome? After the exam, let's be each other's dearest, okay? Let's not leave regrets in our lives, let's not let each other miss out so easily, okay? I want you to always be in my heart, I'm always waiting for you!" ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊[This post was edited by wangboshi2 on 2017-07-22 14:17]

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