The Train Experience (a fanfiction about The Three-Body Problem)

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Gazing at the bustling, deep green crowd on the platform, Ye Wenjie couldn't help but gasp. Was she really part of this group? Everywhere she looked, there were Red Guards, clutching their Little Red Books and wearing military belts. They were all high-spirited and full of energy.

Although the train was nearly three hours late, the crowd showed no signs of dispersing. Someone shouted "Long live Chairman Mao!" and the entire station immediately responded. After chanting slogans, they started singing, "I love reading Chairman Mao's books the most!" "Be a good soldier of Chairman Mao!" one song after another, as if everyone had inexhaustible energy. This was understandable; they were all fifteen or sixteen-year-old youths, in the prime of their lives, and now they had the opportunity to take a free train ride to Beijing to see Chairman Mao—how could they not be overjoyed?

However, all this fervent atmosphere failed to rouse Ye Wenjie, because she didn't belong here. Although she wore a green military uniform like a Red Guard, Ye Wenjie had always been excluded from any revolutionary activities by her classmates, except for the struggle sessions against her father.

Before the Cultural Revolution, girls who were close to her now frowned at her as if she were a mouse, and boys who used to secretly admire her ignored her completely. In truth, although Ye Wenjie wasn't tall, her slender waist and pretty face always attracted the fiery gazes of boys, and her scholarly family background made her stand out from the crowd—but all that was in the past.

At the beginning of the Cultural Revolution, her father, a university professor of theoretical physics, was labeled a "reactionary academic authority," a "traitor," and

an "imperialist lackey." Her mother had long since severed ties with her father and run off with a rebel leader.

Only the father and daughter remained, relying on each other. After each denunciation meeting, Ye would silently comfort her father's wounded body and soul.

But just three days ago, at a mass rally of ten thousand people, her father was brutally beaten by a dozen or so young Red Guards, his belt raining down on his head until he collapsed and never rose again. Most of those who beat him were his trusted and highly regarded students.

Ye Wenjie became an orphan at the tender age of sixteen. She was constantly distracted, her mind filled with only one thought: "Why is this happening? Didn't Chairman Mao teach us to use words of struggle, not violence?" She naively thought, "I want to go to Beijing, I want to find Chairman Mao, I want Chairman Mao to give me justice." So she squeezed onto a northbound train with the Red Guards on their mass excursions.

"Woo!" The long-awaited train finally arrived, and Ye Wenjie was immediately swept into a carriage by the crowd. She found herself still surrounded by greenery; the carriage was originally filled with Red Guards heading north. A strong stench of sweat made her cough repeatedly, and her once fair face flushed red.

The train suddenly started moving, and due to years of disrepair and overloading, the carriage swayed considerably. People bumped into each other. Ye Wenjie constantly felt the strong bodies of young men touching her, even her breasts pressing against other people's backs, causing her to blush again.

Slowly, the train began to move at a steady speed, and Ye Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief. But she immediately noticed a large hand resting on her slender waist. After a while, the owner of the hand showed no intention of withdrawing. Instead, following the slight swaying of the carriage, he gently caressed her body.

"You pervert!" Ye Wenjie felt as if she had been electrocuted. Her instinctive reaction was to cry for help, but the shame of being a young girl prevailed. Moreover, she was a member of the "Five Black Categories," and if she argued, and the other person asked about her identity, she would definitely not fare well among the crowd of Red Guards. So she swallowed her anger, hoping that the other person had unintentionally placed his

hand on her waist. Unfortunately, the other person clearly knew that his hand was on a beautiful young girl. After a while, the hand began to move towards her lower abdomen, slowly approaching the girl's breast. Ye Wenjie was both ashamed and angry. She quickly reached out to try to block the lewd hand, but the person took the opportunity to pinch her fair hand lightly.

Ye Wenjie was startled and quickly withdrew her hand. Seizing the opportunity, the man's filthy fingers reached down to her chest, pressing against the girl's round breasts.

Ye Wenjie gasped, but the train was noisy, and no one seemed to hear her. Ye Wenjie was filled with shame and anger, knowing she was in deep trouble. What could she do? What could a girl who had never traveled far from home do? She could only bite her lip, trying to push away the beastly hand. But the man was clearly very strong, pressing firmly on one breast, while his index finger slowly drew circles on her nipple.

Just as Ye Wenjie was about to shout in unbearable pain, another hand reached out—no, another one wrapped around her waist, and yet another rested on her buttocks. Four hands were groping her at the same time! There wasn't just one pervert in the carriage. Ye Wenjie was terrified and opened her mouth to cry for help.

This time she was right, but not entirely. She didn't know the others, but they knew her. This carriage was full of rebels from his father's university. The entire university knew that Professor Ye's daughter was a stunning beauty. Especially during the criticism meetings against Professor Ye, little Ye, sitting in the front row, listened intently to the vicious attacks on her father over the loudspeaker, her brow furrowed, her eyes filled with tears, looking utterly pitiful—almost like Daiyu (a character from the classic Chinese novel *Dream of the Red Chamber*), captivating countless hearts.

When Ye Wenjie boarded the train, many noticed this beautiful female Red Guard. Upon closer inspection, they realized it was the stunning Ye Wenjie who had made so many hearts flutter. The Cultural Revolution had unleashed the darker side of human nature; even the supposedly refined university students had become savage and despicable. The Red Guard closest to her reached out first. Ye Wenjie's earlier scream, like a lamb's cry, had completely ignited the savagery of the pack.

A large hand covered Ye Wenjie's mouth, while seven or eight hands reached over her body, groping her breasts, pinching her buttocks, and kneading her thighs. Ye Wenjie could only desperately shake her head, emitting muffled whimpers. Immediately afterward, a hand forcefully yanked, pulling the hem of her green military uniform off the belt. Two or three hands immediately began to grope upwards along her smooth abdomen, pushing up her bra when they reached her breasts. Several rough hands then began to fondle her tender breasts.

Tears welled up in Ye Wenjie's eyes, but her hands were held firmly down, leaving her helpless as her still-immature breasts were taken by the enemy. At this moment, someone had already unbuckled her belt, and her already oversized liberation pants immediately slid down to her ankles, making her snow-white legs, accentuated by her white underwear, appear even more alluring. Someone in the crowd exclaimed in admiration, then grabbed the two corners of her underwear and slowly pulled them down, revealing a sparse patch of dark pubic hair. Several other hands pinched and tugged at her pubic hair. Suddenly, someone pulled hard, tearing off a clump of pubic hair. Ye Wenjie, in excruciating pain, jerked her head back, managing to break free from the hand covering her mouth, and shouted, "It hurts! Stop! You perverts!" The entire carriage immediately fell silent. The people who had been groping her looked somewhat embarrassed and withdrew their hands. Ye Wenjie quickly hid in a corner, tears streaming down her face like broken beads: "You're perverts, you bad guys."

She had a strict upbringing and really didn't know how to swear; these were the only two phrases she knew.

A young woman in her early twenties stepped forward: "You beasts dare to openly harass women and act like hooligans! You're even worse than the Kuomintang! You're all bad elements! Arrest them, give them a good scolding, and then send them to the Public Security Bureau!" This young woman was named Yin Hong, about 1.7 meters tall with long, flowing hair. Her large, watery eyes swept sharply across the other side of the carriage.

"Miss Hong, how can you not distinguish between class and faction?" a short, fat man spoke up. He was the one who had covered his mouth earlier. "This person is clearly the descendant of a bad element. She infiltrated our Red Guard ranks and actually wants to go to Beijing! Do you think she's trying to harm Chairman Mao? What's wrong with us rooting out class enemies? Are you trying to protect her?" This fat man was named Hu Yang, one of the rebel leaders. He was daring, eloquent, and had many followers.

"Bullshit! I'm sworn enemies with that Ye guy! Didn't you see me slap him twenty times last time?" Yin Hong shouted, her ample bosom swaying gently with her outburst, attracting many glances. A short girl with glasses beside her spoke slowly, "Hong-jie and I have always been at the forefront of the fight against Ye. How can you slander us by accusing us of protecting bad elements? Let me tell you, using the name of revolution to act like hooligans is unacceptable, it's a crime, it violates Chairman Mao's teachings." This girl with glasses was named Wang Hui. She wasn't tall, but her skin was delicate, and her small, peach-like mouth made her quite formidable in debate. She and Yin Hong were both Professor Ye's prized students, but during the Cultural Revolution, in their pursuit of advancement, they persecuted Professor Ye the most. At the last denunciation meeting, they were the first to physically assault people, and others followed suit; they could be considered the main culprits in Professor Ye's death. Why would they speak up for Ye Wenjie?

"You can beat or scold this bad element all you want, even kill him," Yin Hong said, pointing at Ye Wenjie. "But if anyone dares to do anything indecent in front of me, I'll chop off their manhood." It turned out they were just women and didn't want to see a rape happen in front of them. Hu Yang laughed loudly: "They're all women after all. We'll take her for a thorough interrogation when we get to the station, you don't mind, right?" Yin Hong snorted and remained silent.

A man named Lu Qiang laughed: "What's with all the fuss? Chairman Mao said, 'Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!' This woman definitely has a listening device on her, everyone hurry up and take a look." Suddenly, he picked up Ye Wenjie, spread her legs, and her private parts were immediately exposed to the Red Guards.

Ye Wenjie was caught off guard, and the sight of so many people revealing her most private parts almost made her faint.

The Red Guards immediately fell silent, staring at Ye Wenjie's beautiful, pink vulva. In those days, people had limited access to information and extremely strong moral values. Many college students were not only virgins but had never even seen pictures of female genitalia. Therefore, once their pent-up sexual desires erupted, they became extremely perverse and vile.

Sparse hair parted on both sides, a narrow slit slightly opened, and the view inside was vaguely visible. Wang Hui gasped and turned her head. Yin Hong cursed and tried to beat Lu Qiang, but was tightly held back by the people next to her. Hu Yang laughed:

"Looks like there are differing opinions. No problem, how about we vote? It seems no one supports you, Yin and Wang." Indeed, only these two particularly enthusiastic female Red Guards had caught this train; the other men in the carriage smiled maliciously.

Lu Qiang laughed, "Comrades, did you see the bug? No? Then it must still be inside. Chairman Mao said that communists must be serious. Come on, who will spread her vulva so everyone can see clearly?" Several people rushed forward. Hu Yang laughed loudly, "Everyone is very enthusiastic about the revolution! How about this, one by one, we'll look and touch, and someone will find it eventually!" A thunderous cheer erupted.

Hu Yang pinched Ye Wenjie's labia and separated them like peeling beans. Inside, glistening dewdrops were visible, and the deep, secret opening in the center of the petals faintly exuded transparent nectar. The small clitoris seemed shy, trembling slightly. Ye Wenjie let out a pitiful cry. Hu Yang inserted his index finger into her vagina and slowly thrust it in and out, feeling as if the hot vulva was melting his finger—an indescribable pleasure. The others couldn't wait any longer and rushed forward, grabbing and touching her haphazardly, quickly stripping Ye Wenjie naked.

"Hmm, where did she hide the bugging device?" "Looks like we'll have to use some methods." "Everyone, come and stab her, see if she'll talk." "Yes, stab this bad element to death." The Red Guards chattered amongst themselves, some already unbuckling their belts.

This was an era that had swept away all moral values; the public security, procuratorate, and judiciary had been smashed, and the worst aspects of human nature were completely unrestrained. Now, they were actually going to gang rape her on a train.

Yin Hong and Wang Hui turned pale with anger, thinking, "These beasts are deliberately trying to embarrass us." Wang Hui, shrewd and capable, sensed something was wrong and got up to leave the carriage to find the train conductor. Hu Yang blocked the doorway: "What are you doing? This is a revolutionary struggle; we can't be deserters." At the same time, his small eyes darted back and forth between the two beauties.

Wang Hui knew something was wrong. Just then, Ye Wenjie screamed, and Lu Qiang's penis had already plunged hard into the girl's secret place.

This scream was like a signal that stimulated everyone. Yin Hong understood that all the men had gone mad and quickly turned around, desperately running towards the other side door. Suddenly, a man grabbed Yin Hong's belt and pulled hard, ripping her underwear down to her knees. Yin Hong tripped over her pants and fell. Her large, plump buttocks were exposed, with a fuzzy peach-like mound between her white labia, and her pink anus was also visible. Yin Hong gasped in surprise, but was immediately pinned down by several men.

Wang Hui also couldn't escape the clutches of these lecherous men; Hu Yang shoved her to the ground. Her military uniform collar was yanked open, several buttons flying off, followed by her bra being ripped off, and her firm breasts being kissed and bitten by three or four mouths. Despite her desperate struggles, Hu Yang grinned and slowly slipped his hand into her crotch. "Your pussy is pretty tight," he said.

Lu Qiang shouted, "Comrades, don't rush, one at a time, everyone's got something to play with." He then pulled his penis from under Ye Wenjie and held it up to her. Ye Wenjie felt a stench and quickly shut her mouth. Lu Qiang pinched her nose, forcing her to open her mouth. A penis was immediately thrust into her mouth, causing her to choke and roll her eyes. Meanwhile, someone else was already inside her.

Yin Hong cursed and kicked, but was held firmly down. Several men took turns touching her vagina and anus, finally pulling up her shirt to reveal her bare neck and back. "Damn it, you slut, you're not wearing a bra." Yin Hong did enjoy the feeling of her proud breasts without a bra, but today it was her fault. In the struggle, a penis was thrust into her vagina. Yin Hong's nose stung, and she gave up resisting. Immediately afterward, her mouth was pried open, and another penis was inserted into her anus. All three holes in her body were filled.

Two other men were also having all three holes opened at the same time, and several others stood by, masturbating in a queue. After a while, someone couldn't hold back and ejaculated on her breasts, immediately triggering a chain reaction. Everyone ejaculated violently, and one of them, in a particularly intense moment of pleasure, shouted "Long live Chairman Mao!" Amidst the shouts of "Long live Chairman Mao!", the three beautiful women were submerged in a sea of semen, their faces covered in a thick, creamy substance, as if coated with half a pound of face cream.

This gang rape on the train lasted almost the entire night. The train conductor heard the commotion in the carriage, but the conductor assumed it was just the Red Guards having some kind of slogan-shouting party. Besides, even the Premier of the State Council had to give way to these lawless Red Guards these days, so he figured it was better to avoid trouble and let them do as they pleased, hoping to get rid of them as soon as they reached their destination.

Gradually, the lecherous men in the carriage fell asleep, satisfied and exhausted. Only the three girls remained, sobbing. Ye Wenjie whispered, "Sister Hong, Sister Hui, I've dragged you into this." Yin Hong and Wang Hui glared at her fiercely, then suddenly both of them slapped Ye Wenjie hard across the face. One after another, "It's all your fault, you damn bitch, you ruined us. It's all your fault, you damn bitch. You son of a bitch, you capitalist roader!" Yin Hong sobbed uncontrollably. Ye Wenjie was stunned. I was the first victim, your classmates raped you, how can you blame me like this?

Hu Yang was awakened and laughed when he heard their words: "Sister Hong, Xiao Hui, it's only because you're too beautiful. We've wanted to fuck you for a long time. If it weren't for this bad guy last night, we would have fucked you just the same. You should thank her for sharing the task with you, otherwise you would probably have been fucked to pieces. Haha." Suddenly the train stopped. It turned out there was a traffic jam ahead. Everyone woke up and talked about how great it was last night. All eyes were fixed on the three beauties.

Lu Qiang thought it over carefully: "We're almost at Beijing Station. It wouldn't be good to bring a bad element along, would it? If we hand her over to the police station now, she'll smell terrible and they'll confess everything without even checking." "Then what do we do?" Lu Qiang rolled down the car window and pointed at Ye Wenjie. "Get out." Ye Wenjie silently climbed out of the car window. The other two were about to leave as well, but they were grabbed. "You're all red-blooded Red Guards, how can you be deserters, right? You'd better continue the revolution with us, hahaha." He emphasized the word "revolution" and it elicited another round of lewd laughter.

Ye Wenjie, reeking of blood, walked aimlessly across the fields. Before, she had wanted to ask why, but now she didn't care anymore. Even the loud bang and billowing smoke behind her didn't attract her attention. Later, she learned that the train had crashed, and everyone in her carriage had perished. "Is this retribution?"

she wondered. "I don't know, and I don't want to know. I never want to see anyone again." This young woman, who hadn't even experienced the joys of love, marriage, or childbirth, was already utterly despondent. But her story wasn't over yet.

Because she was destined to change the fate of the earth.

Six months later, she was transferred to a farm in the Greater Khingan Mountains for labor, another unforgettable experience.

[The End]

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