Youth Garden

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Youthful Garden

(Part 1)

"Xie Yuan!" A familiar voice called out to me as I hurried through the campus to drop off my package. Turning around, I saw a graceful figure in the sunlight. Her long white dress couldn't hide her long, perfect legs, a black leather belt cinched her slender waist, and her proud, heaving chest was breathtaking. Her long hair was styled in a bun, with a few strands hanging down beside her ears. Perhaps it was the strong afternoon sun, but I believed it was her beauty; I even squinted. Yes, it was Zhang Yan. I used to be her boyfriend.

Zhang Yan was my classmate for four years, and the most dazzling flower in our class and even our department. People say that God maintained a certain balance when creating people; usually, intelligent women are not beautiful, and beautiful women are not intelligent. But Zhang Yan was both beautiful and intelligent, getting top grades in every subject and winning the highest scholarship every year. "You are God's oversight," I said to her a year ago as she nestled in my arms.

However, beautiful and intelligent women are usually unwilling to be ordinary, and Zhang Yan was no exception. She had long aspired to study abroad, taking the TOEFL and GRE, writing personal statements, and seeking recommendation letters from professors—a painstaking application process. Meanwhile, I had always hoped to live a simple life as a teacher. While she was striving to study abroad, I found a job as a physics teacher at a key high school in a medium-sized city in southern China.

Our paths diverged, making it difficult to work together. We argued and quarreled countless times; I urged her to stay, she urged me to go abroad, but we couldn't reach an agreement. Finally, in April, when she received an offer from a good university in the Midwestern United States, we agreed to break up. Before graduation, we were both busy with our own things, and it had been a month since we last saw each other.

"Oh, it's you. How is it? Did you get your visa?" I asked, forcing a smile and suppressing my sadness.

“I got it yesterday, and I’ve already bought the plane ticket. My flight is on the 12th of this month. Will you come to see me off?”

Her eyes sparkled, making it almost impossible for me to refuse, but my “Of course” turned into: “You only think of yourself, don’t you even ask me when I’m going back?”

“Then, Sirry, when are you leaving?” she asked nervously.

“Also on the 12th, my train is at 9:30 in the morning.” I didn’t dare say the 11th, because she would definitely say she would come to see me off. No matter who sees whom off, it’s the same sad farewell, so it’s better to say goodbye easily on campus.

“In other words, no one can see anyone off.” Her eyes dimmed, and she lightly rubbed her feet on the grass. Soon, she bit her lip, raised her head, and said, “Anyway, I wish you all the best, and that you become a good teacher, teaching fewer bookworms like you!” She then extended her hand.

I also extended my hand and held her fair little hand. The soft and delicate feeling made my thumb tremble slightly, and I unconsciously brushed against the back of her hand. Her shoulders trembled, as if she could no longer contain herself, but seeing that I had no intention of hugging her, she stomped her foot, shook off my hand, turned and ran away, leaving me alone to watch her beautiful white figure disappear into the distance. After a long while, I could only sigh and continue carrying my luggage towards the baggage check-in station.

************

September arrived in the blink of an eye, and I had already registered at the university. The university assigned me a single dormitory room in a two-bedroom apartment. My roommate, Zhao Feng, teaches math and arrived a year earlier than me. On my first day moving in, he enthusiastically introduced me to the situation.

"You can eat and drink whatever you want in the fridge. I won't share with you in the future. Whoever thinks something is missing can buy it and put it in."

"The phone is the school's. Just dial the last three digits to call within the school. To make a local call, dial 0 first. You can't make long-distance calls; you'll need a phone card. Internet access is quite convenient; the school installed ADSL for us. The download speed is pretty good, but the upload speed is a bit slow."

"A cleaning lady comes to clean the bathroom every week, so it's always quite clean. I usually shower every two days, anytime is fine, we can agree on a time to avoid it."

"I don't usually cook, so the kitchen is yours. Linlin comes to see me two or three times a week; she'll be here tomorrow afternoon. She always cooks dinner when she comes, so you can eat with us too; she's a pretty good cook.

Oh, my girlfriend's name is Xu Linlin. We've known each other for a while, and we'll get married once we've saved enough money. By the way, do you have a girlfriend?" After talking for a while, he finally asked me a question, but it wasn't one I really wanted to answer.

"I had one in college, but we broke up after graduation because we were assigned to different jobs," I said casually.

"Hey, with your looks, finding another beautiful girl would be easy! I can ask Linlin to help you find one tomorrow. She works at a foreign company, there are plenty of girls there, and Linlin is probably above average. Of course, I can't tell Linlin this."

"Zhao Feng—"

"Don't call me by my name. I started school late and was always the leader in my dorm, everyone called me Brother Zhao.

What should I call you?"

"Just call me Yuanzi. So, Brother Zhao, do you have a picture of your girlfriend? Let me see what you mean by 'above average'." Zhao Feng meant well, and I took the opportunity to change the subject.

"Here it is." He took out his wallet, and on the left was a photo. The photo showed a short-haired girl with long, thin eyebrows, big, curved eyes, and a charming smile.

"Brother Zhao, she's a beauty. If she's like this, just find me someone average." I handed the wallet back to him.

"Her face is pretty good, but she's a bit short, only up to my neck."

"As long as the figure is well-proportioned, height doesn't really matter." Judging from Xu Linlin's face and shoulders, I figured

she was quite well-proportioned, so I went along with it. "Well-proportioned, quite well-proportioned, with curves in the right places. Hey, what was I saying? It's getting late, Yuanzi, you should get some rest!"

"Okay, Brother Zhao, see you tomorrow." "

Hehe, no need for tomorrow, maybe I'll see her when I go to the bathroom in the middle of the night." He said as he went back to his room. I

also went back to my room, took out my wallet, and there was a picture of a girl inside. I carefully examined Zhang Yan's beautiful figure, and memories came flooding back, giving me a headache. I turned over and slowly fell asleep. ********** ... Just as I looked down for a moment, I heard the clatter of leather shoes. Looking up, I saw a young female teacher, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with a smile, bright eyes and white teeth. Her shoulder-length hair was permed slightly upturned, and a well-tailored brown suit suited her, looking both dignified and feminine. Black mid-heel leather sandals and flesh-colored stockings encased her small feet, making her stand out. I quickly stood up and introduced myself: "Hello! My name is Xie Yuan, and I'm the new physics teacher." She nodded and warmly shook my outstretched hand. "My name is Liang Jia, and I'm also in the physics teaching and research group. I heard that a top university graduate had been assigned here; it turns out it's you." Liang Jia? That's an interesting name. Just as I was lost in thought, she said, "I don't have any classes this morning. Would you mind if I listened to your class?" "Of course not! This is my first class, and I hope you'll give me your valuable feedback afterward!" "You're welcome, no problem at all. I'd like to learn from you," Liang Jia said quickly. Some people, even if you see them often, are hard to become friends with, while others make you feel an instant connection the moment you meet them, as if you've known them for a long time. Liang Jia gave me that feeling. Working with such a respectable woman would be very pleasant, I thought to myself.

The bell rang, and I walked into the classroom. I saw Liang Jia already sitting at the back, smiling at me from afar and making a V-sign.

This was their first high school physics class. Instead of following the teacher's suggested approach, I sketched the outline of high school physics on the blackboard. I told them that physics is roughly divided into mechanics, heat, sound, light, and electricity. We wouldn't delve too deeply into acoustics, but the others would be covered systematically. The first semester would be entirely mechanics. For complex mechanics problems, there are three methods to solve: Newton's three laws, the law of momentum, and the energy theorem. We would learn these methods one by one and understand their connections, applications, conditions, and limitations. As

I explained, I drew on the blackboard, eventually creating a magnificent physics tree. Finally, I told them that physics is a beautiful and systematic science. We must study it systematically and frequently review this tree to understand where we came from, where we are now, and where we are going—the origin and development.

At the same time, I emphasized that the soil of this physics tree is mathematics; students must excel in mathematics to master physics.

As I was lecturing, I noticed Liang Jia diligently taking notes, more attentively than the other students, nodding emphatically every now and then. Just as the bell rang, I casually tossed the last piece of chalk back into the chalk box, dusted my hands, and said, "Class dismissed!" Liang Jia surprisingly led the applause. Clearly, my first lesson had been a success.

After class, Liang Jia ran over to shake my hand. "Congratulations, Teacher Xie! You explained it so well! I think you see things from a higher level than I do. I can only go through the textbook section by section, but your outline made the whole system incredibly clear! Really, Teacher Xie, I've never seen anything so clear before!" She was slightly excited, and my gaze involuntarily drifted to her heaving chest.

Seeing the beautiful woman speak so highly of him, he was naturally very pleased, but he still had to be modest: "Not at all, Teacher Liang. When I was in college, I always thought that the first class for students is very important. Everything is difficult at the beginning! Also, don't call me Teacher Xie, just call me Yuanzi."

"Yuanzi? What a coincidence, my family calls me Jiazi! Although I've always been against it."

"Liang Jiazi, it's just a kind gesture." I smiled.

"By the way, who do you live with?" Liang Jia asked, turning her head, her hair emitting a refreshing fragrance.

"With Brother Zhao."

"Ah, he's a good person, and he's like an older brother. He's always very helpful." "

Yes, I think he's good too. Do you also live in the school dormitory?" I asked as we walked.

"My dormitory building is the one opposite yours. My roommate's name is Zhong Yun, she teaches English to graduating classes."

For some reason, her face turned slightly red when she mentioned Zhong Yun.

We chatted as we returned to the office. She asked, "Are you hungry? Want to come to my place for lunch? I'll cook."

"I only have a short time at noon, and it's too much trouble to cook for two people. I'm afraid I won't be able to get back to work in the afternoon,"

I said truthfully.

"Then let's just eat at a small restaurant outside. It's on me, consider it a welcome treat." It seemed Liang Jia had a very good impression of me and was determined to have lunch with me.

"That's too much of a expense. We've only recently become financially independent, so it's better to save money. I brought some food from my parents' place yesterday. If you don't mind, we can heat it up and eat together," I suggested.

"I didn't expect you to be so frugal, especially not trying to impress a lady. This kind of virtue is rare among young men these days. I wholeheartedly agree, and I'll also take a look at your dormitory." Liang Jia said, taking her small handbag from behind the door. "Lead the way!"

The teachers' single dormitory was not far from the north side of the school. Zhao Feng and I lived on the third floor of Unit 1.

Upstairs, I opened the door and turned to Liang Jia, saying, "Please..." But I noticed something was off about Liang Jia's expression; she seemed quite uneasy. I turned and looked into the room, and I was stunned: clothes were strewn about in the living room, from the sofa to Zhao Feng's room, with a red bra and a red pair of panties standing out conspicuously among them. For a moment, we both fell silent, but then we heard a man's heavy breathing and a woman's seductive moans coming from Zhao Feng's room.

(II)

As I was still in a daze, Liang Jia tugged at my clothes and whispered,

"Yuanzi, let's go."

I snapped out of it and quickly closed the door quietly. Liang Jia and I ran downstairs as if we were escaping
. We were both a little out of breath when we got downstairs. I didn't know if it was from exhaustion or shyness, but Liang Jia's face was flushed, and her eyes
were pouting ; she looked incredibly cute. I cleared my throat and said,

"Let's find a restaurant to eat at. You're the host, what recommendations do you have?"

"There's a Guangweiju near the school gate; the environment is pretty good," Liang Jia replied.

The two of us were rather awkward on the way, and didn't say much. When we arrived at the restaurant, the waitress led us to a window
seat. Liang Jia was probably a little hot from walking, and started to unbutton her suit jacket. As she took off
her jacket , and when she took off her jacket, I casually caught it and draped it over the back of her chair before sitting down opposite her.

Liang Jia was wearing a white shirt underneath, with a large collar, which made her look exceptionally elegant and poised. She
looked at me with a slightly surprised expression as she sat down and said,

"Very gentlemanly, thank you."

"My pleasure," I habitually blurted out in English, because Zhang Yan always said "thank you" before
meals .

"What would you like to eat?" I asked.

"We don't have time to order, let's each have a bowl of noodles."

"Okay, but I have a big appetite, so I'll have to get a large bowl."

So we ordered two bowls of three-ingredient noodles, one large and one small.

When Liang Jia finally spoke, she still seemed a little awkward, so I started the conversation: "Actually, what
happened wasn't a big deal. Did you ever eavesdrop on wedding nights when you were little?"

"Eavesdrop?"

"It's when a bunch of kids would sneak outside the bridal chamber on the wedding night and no one could
chase them away. I heard it a few times when I was little, but I don't remember it very well." I stuck out my tongue and picked up my teacup
to drink some water.

"Sigh, I didn't when I was little, but I hear it all the time now."

I almost spat out my tea: "Wh-wh-what?"

"Zhong Yun often brings her boyfriend home to stay overnight, which makes me feel very uncomfortable." Liang Jia was clearly not the type
to gossip behind people's backs, so she must have been very unhappy about it.

"You never complained to Zhong Yun?"

"I mustered up the courage to bring it up with her once, but she suggested that I find a boyfriend quickly, and I could bring him to
the dorm . I haven't dared to mention it since." Liang Jia said, turning the cup in her hand.

I didn't really want to discuss the topic of boyfriends and girlfriends, so I didn't respond. After a moment of silence, she spoke. She
said,

"Let's eat. Zhong Yun's lifestyle is probably more Westernized because she teaches English, but
overall she's a nice person. Let's not talk about her anymore, let's talk about you. What do you like to do in your spare time?"

“If the weather is nice, I’ll play tennis and go swimming; if the weather is bad, I’ll stay home and read or listen to music.” The noodles
tasted good, and I was a little hungry.

“What kind of books do you read?” Liang Jia asked curiously.

“Novels, my favorite authors are Lu Yao and Eileen Chang.”

“I also really like Eileen Chang! I don’t know how to describe her delicate feelings, her calm demeanor, and her
profound cultivation. Anyway, I really like her. Which of her novels do you like the most?” She
finally got a little excited and stared at me as she asked.

“You described it very well. My favorite short story is ‘Lust, Caution,’ and my favorite novel is ‘Eighteen Springs.’
Especially ‘Eighteen Springs,’ I finished reading it in one night. It was a poignant and beautiful experience.”

“Hmm, I feel the same way!” She nodded, looking thoughtful.

“So what do you usually do?” I asked.

“Besides reading, I practice ballet.”

“Ballet? That’s very elegant. When will you practice again? Can I come and watch?” I
became interested in Liang Jia’s hobby.

"Nothing special, just some basic ballet moves to loosen up, stretch your ligaments, and
maintain your figure. You can come watch if you don't mind the visual pollution; I'll practice tomorrow night in the school's practice room.
I'll call you then; I have your and Zhao Feng's numbers." She paused slightly, then asked, "You like
dancing ?"

"I like watching, but I can't dance. When my classmates and I went clubbing in college, I liked to sit in a corner and
watch, especially watching girls with good figures sway to the lights and music—it felt weird."

"Oh, I see. I'll remember that."

By then we had finished eating, and I insisted on paying the bill before Liang Jia and I hurried back to school.

*** *** *** ***

Around three or four in the afternoon, Zhao Feng sneaked over. “You and Liang Jia are both here,” he said. “Linlin is coming over
today , let’s get together at my place. Liang Jia, are you coming too?”

Liang Jia and I smiled at each other. Liang Jia said, “Sure, I’ve heard so much about your cooking, sister-in-law. I can even help
you out.”

“You don’t have to do anything, just praise how delicious it is. Six o’clock, don’t be late,” Zhao Feng said and
left.

Liang Jia and I got off work at 5:30, discussed buying a bottle of red wine, and then arrived at
my dormitory around 6 o’clock. Learning from my lesson at noon, I put the key back and knocked on the door instead.
“Zhao Feng! Open the door!” I could hear a clear voice even through the door.

The door opened a moment later, and Zhao Feng said, “Come in, come in, welcome Liang Jia to my humble abode. Yuanzi, didn’t you bring
your key ?”

“I forgot.” I lied and immediately said, “It smells so good!” This was true; six dishes, three cold and three hot, were already laid out on the large round table in the living room
, all looking very professional. Just then, Xu Linlin
came out , placed it on the table, and walked towards me: "You're Yuanzi? I'm Xu Linlin."

I shook hands with Xu Linlin while sizing her up. Her short hair was neatly combed, her eyes were bold and bright, her
skin was smooth and fair, and she wore two sparkling diamond earrings. She looked even more
capable than in the photo in Zhao Feng's wallet. She was less than 1.6 meters tall, wearing what was clearly Zhao Feng's oversized t-shirt and a small apron,
yet her figure was still quite shapely.

"Brother Zhao, you're so lucky! Look at our sister-in-law, she's truly a woman who can grace the living room and cook in the kitchen." I turned to Zhao Feng
and said.

"That's right, I've been cultivating for hundreds of years, and finally, we've reached the point of sharing a boat and a pillow." Zhao Feng readily
agreed.

Liang Jia smiled and pursed her lips. Xu Linlin went over and took her arm, saying, "Why is Zhao Feng so irresponsible? Let
's ignore them and go to the kitchen to get some rice. Zhao Feng, you're punished to take out the trash. Yuanzi, open the wine you brought
."

It seems Xu Linlin is quite the leader; with one command, everyone went off to do their own thing.

At the beginning of the meal, Liang Jia and I were a little reserved, but since we were all young and
got along well , we quickly started chatting about everything under the sun. The atmosphere was very lively, and the whole dinner lasted for more than two hours.
The four of us seemed to have become inseparable friends.

Liang Jia glanced at her watch and whispered in my ear, "I have to go back now, or I might run into Zhong Yun and her
boyfriend ."

I stood up and said, "It seems quite late, how about we stop here?"

Liang Jia also said, "Thank you so much for your hospitality, Brother Zhao and Sister-in-law. Sister-in-law's cooking is delicious."

Xu Linlin said, "That's good, everyone is very kind, we've finished all the food. We can talk all we want
another . Yuanzi, it's getting dark, why don't you see her off?"

Zhao Feng and Xu Linlin saw us to the door, and when Liang Jia and I went downstairs, the sky was indeed full of stars, and the night
air was very cool and pleasant.

"Aren't you cold?" I asked her.

"It's alright. It's not a long walk." She hugged her shoulders and turned to me, saying, "Zhong Yun and I also live on the third floor,
and we can see your living room from ours."

"Oh? And your bedroom...?"

"My bedroom window is on the other side, but you can see Zhong Yun's bedroom window.
Why ? Do you have some ulterior motive?" she asked me with a smile.

"No, no. I was just thinking that if I could see your window, I
could see if you were practicing ballet inside." That was indeed what I was thinking, because I suddenly remembered Erich ?i?'s classic suspense film,
*Rear Window*.

"Silly girl, wouldn't that mean the whole building could see you? I'm here, thanks for seeing me off. Goodnight."

"Goodnight. I guess we'll all be eavesdropping tonight," I said.

"Ugh!" Seeing Liang Jia clench her fist as if to hit me, I quickly ran away.

Back in the dorm, I found Zhao Feng and Xu Linlin still cleaning up. I quickly helped wipe the table,
remembering what Liang Jia had said, and looked up at the building across the street. Sure enough, I saw the living room window across the street lit up, and Liang Jia was standing in
front of it.

I waved to her, and she did a perfect double somersault on one leg and then took her bow. Afterward
, the window went completely dark, like a curtain being drawn.

*** *** *** ***

After finishing tidying up, I realized I hadn't checked my email for several days, so I borrowed Zhao Feng's computer to check
my inbox. One letter stood out prominently among the letters; it was from Zhang Yan:

"Yuanzi:

May I still call you that? I thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to write to you. After all, even if we can't be
lovers , we can still be friends.

This small town I'm in is completely different from Beijing; it's very peaceful and serene. I often see
deer roaming in the yard, and countless squirrels. The other day, one squirrel was even climbing a power line in a very dangerous way; I was on
the edge of my seat for it. People are very nice, always with a smile on their faces.

Here, my mind is much calmer, and I've thought a lot. You really should come and see for yourself, even if it's just
to see the scenery, to see me—perhaps I can no longer ask that.

How are you? Are the students behaving well? Have your ideas been implemented? I really want to hear
some news about you. It's not entirely because of my loneliness in a foreign country, but also because I truly don't believe our past
can really be scattered like dandelions, leaving no trace.
" "You.

Best,

Yan."

I spaced out for a while, wanting to write something, but seeing how late it was, I quickly left and went back to my room.

To my surprise, there were no unusual noises from next door that night, so I quickly fell
asleep .

In the middle of the night, I dreamt that I was looking for a toilet everywhere, then I woke up and got up to relieve myself. When I opened the door, I smelled
smoke and saw a red dot in the dark living room. It must be Zhao Feng smoking, and he probably
came to the living room to avoid bothering Xu Linlin.

I groped my way to the bathroom door, too lazy to close it again, turned on the light, and
said while relieving myself comfortably by the toilet, "Brother Zhao, smoking is bad for your health, and it's even more harmful if you want to have a baby
. Smoking less is good for you, your sister-in-law, and my future nephew."

"It's me." It was a woman's voice!

I was now fully awake. I looked up at the mirror on the bathroom wall and saw Xu Linlin draped in
a towel , elegantly holding a cigarette in one hand and propping her head up with the other, smiling at me in the mirror.

(III)

I calmed myself down for a moment and decided to play dumb. So I quickly squeezed out the last few drops, flushed the toilet, turned off the light, and pretended nothing had happened, walking straight to my room.

"Stop." Xu Linlin's tone was gentle, but there was an irresistible quality to it. I had no choice but to stop. "

Sit over here and try to persuade me to quit smoking again." Xu Linlin patted the sofa and said.

I looked at myself. Although I was only wearing underwear and a t-shirt, the underwear was square and not too revealing. Xu Linlin was also clearly wrapped up tightly in the towel. It didn't seem scary at all, so I walked over to the red dot, plopped down, and said coolly, "The night is long, so you can't sleep either. Give me one too."

Xu Linlin was quite surprised and hesitated for a moment before handing me a cigarette. *Snap*, she lit a lighter and handed it to me.

"No need. I just like having a stick-like object in my hand to spin around—I spin pencils when reading, chalk when lecturing, and now I can only spin cigarettes."

I said, and Xu Linlin giggled. "I knew it." After a pause, she added, "I'm a nurse by training, so I should know better than you how bad smoking is, but I'm addicted, there's no way around it. Life only has so much fun; if I restrict myself everywhere, I might as well just die."

"Oh? You were a nurse?" I asked, imagining Xu Linlin in her nurse's uniform—she must have been very pretty.

“Yeah, I worked as a nurse for two years after graduating from nursing school. I really disliked it. Nursing is a low-status profession; you get bullied by both patients and doctors.”

“Really? I respect nurses a lot. Some people even treat nurses like fans…” Suddenly realizing she was getting off-topic, she quickly added, “Anyway, I never dare to bully nurses. I always have a smile on my face, afraid they’ll give me a bad injection.”

“If only everyone were like you, but there are always some unreasonable patients and their families. Besides, the relationship between doctors and nurses is too chaotic. I work in surgery, and male surgeons are already in high demand among women. Nurses don’t want to offend doctors, otherwise they’ll make you do a lot of dirty and tiring work. So it’s not surprising that doctors and nurses have affairs.” She finished speaking and took a heavy drag on her cigarette.

This is the first time I've heard of this. I wonder if Xu Linlin is...

"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking I might have had an affair with a doctor too. The truth is, I didn't. There was a doctor surnamed Qiao who kept trying to take advantage of me, but I refused every time. So he kept finding ways to mess with me. In the end, I couldn't take it anymore, so I quit."

"And then?"

"Then I spent three months taking computer classes, foreign language classes, and secretarial classes, and then I looked for a job. When I applied to my current company, they looked at my resume and said: You're a nurse? We don't need you. I said, give me one minute to speak, and then you can make a decision."

"What did you say?"

“I said, I applied for the Customer Service department. What is customer service? In my view, it’s understanding customers’ problems and needs, and providing corresponding services to solve these problems and meet these needs.

Yes, I used to be a nurse, but I consider it a very demanding customer service role. I’ve dealt with dying patients, and I can judge their needs through their eyes and gestures.

Some patients not only need technical treatment but also psychological support and guidance. Customer service requires heart, and hearts are interconnected, regardless of the industry. I can handle the complexities of a hospital with ease, and I believe I can do just as well as a good customer service job at your company.

Also, did you know that Wu Shihong was also a nurse? When she applied to IBM, she couldn’t even type, while I can now type two hundred words a minute!”

“Excellent! And then you got the job?” I felt a surge of admiration for the petite woman smoking in front of me.

"Hmm." She stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray and leaned back comfortably on the sofa. Moonlight streamed in, illuminating her smooth face, beautiful and mysterious. "Tell me about yourself. During our chat at dinner, I felt your perspective was both rigorous and flexible; you should have a bright future. What are your plans?"

"To be a principal." I replied without hesitation.

"How mundane. Seriously, what do you most want to do in the future?"

"To be a principal. I hope to be the principal of a middle school in a poor county for a year."

"Oh?" Xu Linlin seemed unconvinced, even turning to look at me intently.

"During my time as principal, I will do two things: first, to boost morale; second, to improve material conditions."

“Originally, the fact that city dwellers came to teach in rural areas was an encouragement to them. I want to use this encouragement, and even their superstitions, to cultivate a positive, persevering spirit. I am confident that I have unique insights into teaching and nurturing students. When I get there, I will not only bring them the knowledge of city dwellers, but also scientific teaching and learning concepts. I will not only teach students, but also train teachers.”

“Materially, I will also use all available resources to secure funding for the school and improve its facilities. I will treat running the school like a product marketing campaign. For example, I will first seek media coverage to publicize the exemplary deeds of someone from our school, which will also increase the school's visibility. Then I will seek public sponsorship, such as approaching you, Mr. Xu, as your sponsorship of the school will greatly help improve your corporate image.”

“I definitely advocate sponsoring you,” Xu Linlin said without hesitation. “Your idea is good, but why do you want to do it? Can you endure the hardship?”

I stopped turning my cigarette, looked out the window, and slowly said, “This is a restless society, a society where few people take responsibility. My conscience tells me that I should do something for society and for history. The thirst for knowledge in impoverished areas is like dry grass; if I can be the spark that ignites it, it will surely set off a raging fire. This is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. It will also have many benefits for myself. From then on, I will have a very good public image, and I will have more support when I do things. As for difficulties, I think with your company’s strong support, my life won’t be too difficult.”

Xu Linlin rested her head on her hands, listening very attentively. After I finished speaking, she sighed and said, “Yuanzi, I’m really touched.”

“Hehe, this topic is too formal and too heavy, it’s a shame to waste such a beautiful time. Let’s talk about something lighter, what do you like to do most?”

“Make bets,” Xu Linlin laughed, lighting another cigarette.

"So you're a gambler. I'm not like you; I only do things when I'm sure of success."

"Not necessarily. Sometimes things you think you're sure of can turn out unexpectedly. Don't believe me? Let's make a bet. The game and the stakes will be decided by both of us, how about it?"

"You came fast." I was intrigued. "But I'm afraid I can't afford the bet. I just started working, I don't have any savings..."

"I won't gamble with you. How about this: we bet on each other's twenty-four hours. Whoever loses has to be at the winner's beck and call for twenty-four hours, doing whatever the winner tells them to do. Simply put, you can think of the loser as the winner's twenty-four-hour slave."

"You have such a vivid imagination. I suggest slave owners shouldn't demand slaves do anything too outrageous, like ordering them to commit suicide or surrendering all their property."

"What? What's the fun in a dead slave? I don't even care about your little bit of property. Stop whining, are you in or not?" Xu Linlin was a little impatient, looking at me defiantly.

“Let’s bet!” Since betting requires two people to discuss it, there’s nothing scary about it. “What are we betting on?”

“How old am I,” Xu Linlin immediately said.

“That’s a bit vague. Who knows how old you are or how big a certain part of your body is?”

“You’re a smart young man.

How about I bet on how many fingers I have?” Xu Linlin put her hands behind her back. “I’ve also read ‘Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.’ What if you cut off a finger like that old monk?”

“Am I that perverted?” Her eyes darted around. “Then we’ll bet on the color of my underwear.”

I was taken aback, then immediately became happy. She didn’t know I had already seen her underwear scattered on the floor at noon, so I simply said, “Let’s bet on that!”

Xu Linlin said, “Okay, then what color do you think it is?”

“Based on your personality,” I pretended to lay the groundwork, “I think it’s red.”

Xu Linlin’s small mouth opened slightly, her breathing became a little rapid, seemingly a little surprised. I, on the other hand, gave her a victor’s smile, waiting for her to concede defeat.

Suddenly, a noise came from Zhao Feng's room, startling us both. Xu Linlin reacted quickly, whispering, "Lie down." Without another word, she pressed my head onto her lap and then pulled up her blanket to cover me.

Zhao Feng opened the door, turned, and went into the bathroom. The sound of running water immediately filled the air, exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

My face was now pressed against Xu Linlin's legs under the blanket. Her legs were full, warm, and very comfortable to rest on. I could feel them trembling slightly. A faint fragrance emanated from between her legs, powerfully stimulating my nerves and making my blood boil. My breath was clearly also stimulating her legs; she couldn't help but gently twist her body, her thighs rubbing against my face.

After a while, the running water stopped, and Zhao Feng's voice came: "Linlin, finish your anesthesia and go to sleep." Then silence returned.

Xu Linlin lowered her head and whispered in my ear, "You're very confident, aren't you?"

I nodded on her lap.

Xu Linlin didn't speak again, but instead held my head and thrust her abdomen forward slightly. My nose clearly touched a patch of hair. She wasn't wearing a bra.

Xu Linlin gently pushed me away, stood up, and giggled, "I told you, things you think you're so sure about often turn out unexpectedly. Remember, you owe me twenty-four hours." With that, she turned and went into Zhao Feng's room, leaving me alone on the sofa, lost in thought.

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