[pos] The Erotic Tales of the Love-Locking Curse (Twenty-Seven)

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this paragraph when reprinting. Thank you. ********** ... 　　Zhao Tao didn't find Yu Bei sitting on the stairs, leaning against the wall like a ghost, silently waiting for who knows how many hours, until he got home from evening self-study. 　　He didn't say much, asked her what was wrong, and learned that she had come over at three o'clock in the afternoon and had been waiting until now. He quickly opened the door to let her in, put down his schoolbag, turned around and went downstairs to buy some food. 　　"Why did you get so worked up with your aunt and uncle?" He looked at Yu Bei, who was eating her fried pancakes in small bites, and couldn't help but whisper, "After all, they're your parents." 　　"They won't let me come see you." Yu Bei swallowed her food with some difficulty, took a sip of water, and said calmly, "I said, I'll do anything else, but if they won't let me see you and force me to transfer schools, I'll die." 　　Zhao Tao sighed deeply, took her left hand, and stroked the gruesome bloody wound on it. "Xiao Bei, don't you understand? When a person dies... everything is gone." 　　"It doesn't matter." She turned her head and gave a sweet smile. "I don't care if anything else is gone . As long as you're still here... Zhao Tao, as long as you're still here, that's enough." 　　"Silly girl, eat. I'll go turn on the water heater. Take a good shower later . It's so cold outside, why didn't you wear more clothes?" 　　"I was in a hurry to get here, I didn't have time." 　　He took out his mother's old pajamas from inside the house. "Here, you wore these a few days ago, I haven't washed them yet. Change into them later." 　　"Mmm." Yu Bei lowered her head and continued eating intently. 　　That night, they slept in each other's arms, purely, without doing anything else, just holding each other tightly as they fell asleep, just like the ten days or so after Li Jie's arrest. 　　Zhao Tao found that this simple embrace gave him a brief moment of peace . 　　They were naked, skin to skin, and their desire naturally ignited, but he did nothing. He even pulled away Yu Bei's outstretched hand, and just waited until his penis softened, feeling a subtle sense of security, before drifting off to sleep. 　　He made a key for Yu Bei, begged and borrowed a few hundred yuan from his aunt, prepared to let his girlfriend stay there. 　　Two days later, Zhao Tao's parents finally managed to get a week's leave from their boss and rushed home. 　　Zhao Tao didn't know what had happened that day; when he returned home after evening self-study, there were . 　　On the sofa, Yu Bei sat in the corner, her mother sat at the other end with red eyes, and her father sat on a chair by the bedroom door with a livid face, a crumpled contraceptive pill box lying at his feet. 　　Zhao Tao calmly changed into his slippers, went into the house, threw down his schoolbag, and prepared to face this unavoidable storm . 　　He had received the worst beating he had ever received since childhood. If Yu Bei hadn't rushed over crying to stop him, he truly believed his father would have beaten him to death. 　　The next day, his face bruised and swollen, he was asked to take a day off and, escorted by his parents, went to Yu Bei's house. 　　That day, for the first time, he saw his father kneel on the ground, begging for forgiveness from Yu Bei's parents, forcing him to kowtow repeatedly . 　　He didn't think it was meaningful, but he couldn't think of any benefit in disobeying his parents at this moment, so he simply listened, like a puppet, obeying every command and action until it was all over. 　　Actually, Zhao Tao had been somewhat absent-minded and unclear about everything outside of his studies during that period. He couldn't even remember if he had gone to Li Jie's cremation, nor could he recall the exact amount of money his family had given to Yu Bei's parents as compensation— it seemed to be over 20,000 yuan. Later, when Yu Bei came to stay with him again, she stole 　　over 10,000 yuan back for him. He jokingly called it betrothal gifts and dowry, which made Yu Bei happy for over a week. 　　On the night before her suspension from school ended, Yu Bei said she wanted to drop out and find a job so that she could get married and have children with Zhao Tao when she reached the appropriate age. 　　It took Zhao Tao several hours to persuade her to change her goal back to going to the same university as him. 　　Near Christmas, Yu Bei went home and had a negotiation with her parents because her mother had been waiting for her at the school gate, making her even more reluctant to go to school. 　　Zhao Tao didn't participate. He stayed home and played video games all night, completely completing Silent Hill. Then he took out the disc, gritted his teeth, broke it into pieces, and threw it out onto the balcony. 　　After that, Yu Bei only stayed at his house on Saturday and Sunday nights. The 10,000 yuan she stole was left there like a dowry. 　　Yu Bei's father even came to Zhao Tao's house to replace the water heater that had suddenly broken down. 　　Things outside of school were chaotic, unlike the simple life inside. 　　After Li Jie's death, Zhao Tao and Yu Bei no longer had any real friends. Too many rumors formed a huge shell, isolating them from other classmates. Even the teachers assigned them fixed seats in the corner, making them their own little world. 　　The scene of Sun Bo and Zhao Tao's falling out was dramatic. 　　He seemed to have always had a crush on Li Jie, and after hearing many unpleasant rumors, he angrily came to Zhao Tao to ask for confirmation. 　　Zhao Tao was silent for a long time before telling him, "You don't know, Li Jie is so slutty. She's all wet when you touch her, incredibly promiscuous." 　　Zhao Tao wasn't beaten, but the look Sun Bo gave him before leaving made him feel worse than if he had been hit. 　　He bought some liqueur-filled chocolates, and occasionally when he masturbated, he would make a few with the added filling and put them in his schoolbag. Unfortunately, he couldn't think of anyone to feed them to, so in the end, he fed them to Yu Bei one by one. After feeding her, he made another batch.

The cycle repeated itself.

On Christmas Eve, Zhao Tao skipped evening self-study and took Yu Bei to the only small church in the city.

It was their first normal date since the incident.

Listening to the echoing bells overhead and feeling the pressure of Yu Bei against his chest, Zhao Tao finally felt
a little more sober.

After riding his bike back with Yu Bei on the back, he grabbed her hand and ran upstairs. As soon as they entered the house, he kicked
the door , pressed her against the wall, and kissed her eagerly.

This long-absent signal was quickly met with a passionate response from Yu Bei.

Their clothes were undone piece by piece in the struggle, and their naked bodies were unwilling to separate for a moment.
They embraced and went into the bathroom together.

Yu Bei's father had just installed a new water heater, so they didn't need to turn it on beforehand. They simply turned on the shower and
continued .

When they entered, the narrow passage was still not very wet, but it was much better than before. There was
a layer of sticky fluid, like the bottom of a pot, which was enough to make it possible to make love without lubricant.

They made love twice that night.

After cleaning themselves up after leaving the toilet, the two still lingered on the bed, reluctant to separate. Yu Bei quickly
awakened him with her lips and tongue, but this time he neither used his mouth nor bothered her little anus.

He grabbed her small, cute feet, kissed and caressed them for a while, and then placed them between his legs.

The second ejaculation finally landed on her fair, rosy instep, where the veins were clearly visible.

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The aftershocks finally subsided with time, and Zhao Tao's life returned to peace.

Although everything was very different from before, after much consideration, he still felt he should be satisfied.

Although he had lost a friend, he had gained a girlfriend known even to the school and both sets of parents, who could stay at his house for a couple of days
every now and then . What more could he ask for?

With the goal of getting into a good university, Yu Bei's motivation to study was completely ignited. Apart from
the time she spent dating or having secret rendezvous with Zhao Tao, she threw all her energy into her books.

In the mock exam in January, both Zhao Tao and Yu Bei achieved results that surprised all their classmates.

Yu Bei quickly climbed from the bottom to around 50th place, approaching the middle. Zhao Tao, after a meteoric
rise to over 130 points, jumped into the top ten, leaving the homeroom teacher somewhat embarrassed, unsure whether
to praise the two boldest students in the class in their early romance.

Meng Xiaohan underperformed in the mock exam, dropping from third to sixth, only one
place .

This was the closest Zhao Tao had ever gotten to Meng Xiaohan since they met, surprising even himself.

However, the final major exam before winter break proved that Zhao Tao had an exceptional performance, while
Meng Xiaohan had indeed underperformed.

The results released before the short holiday showed Zhao Tao had fallen to fifteenth in the class, much closer to Yu Bei, who had
climbed to thirty-ninth.

Meng Xiaohan, on the other hand, took first place in the class and firmly held second place in the overall ranking of the humanities class.

With much energy devoted to studying, the frequency of his sexual encounters with Yu Bei decreased significantly, and Zhao Tao gradually reverted to
his habit of fantasizing.

Sometimes during breaks, when he went out for a stroll, he would slip a chocolate with a liqueur filling into his pocket—the kind with added fillings—and
gaze at the occasional cute face flashing by in the bustling crowd below. He would fantasize about
what would happen if he had the chance to feed it to her, and whether using the Love-Loving Spell this time would finally quell that damned
resentment .

Unfortunately, he only had time to fantasize.

When the bell rang for class, he had to return to Yu Bei's side, burying himself in books and exercises, letting the complex and tedious knowledge
drown out his sexual desires, which he had no shortage of outlets for. On

the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhao Tao's parents returned home.

That New Year's Eve, Yu Bei spent the holiday at Zhao Tao's house, eating dumplings with him, watching the Spring Festival Gala, staying up late, and
at night, listening to the sound of firecrackers, she and Zhao Tao squeezed into one bed.

With his parents right next door, Zhao Tao unexpectedly felt aroused. He secretly locked the door,
wrapped their two hot bodies in a thick blanket, and welcomed the New Year with bursts of vitality.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, when visiting relatives, Yu Bei followed Zhao Tao like a shy new bride,
head bowed and silent. Although his parents' expressions were somewhat awkward, her demeanor when receiving gifts
was completely at ease.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Tao went to Yu Bei's house. If it weren't for the lack of a wedding ceremony and certificate, he would have seriously doubted
whether he was already Yu's son-in-law.

Her father was completely drunk, alternating between crying and laughing, and finally slapping himself
repeatedly . Her mother, looking embarrassed, had no choice but to send Zhao Tao out early, leaving Yu Bei behind.

Not long after the start of the school year, Zhao Tao's parents left again, heading to the places in the country that needed them most. As for whether their son
needed them, they didn't seem to care much.

But Zhao Tao didn't need them either.

He was already quite used to living at home with Yu Bei; judging from the frequency of their sex life, they were almost like
an old married couple .

However, while the primary duty of a normal couple is usually their respective jobs, their primary duty was still studying.

Perhaps due to limited natural talent, Yu Bei's grades consistently hovered outside the top 30 in her class, and when she wasn't in good form,
it was common for her to drop below 40.

Zhao Tao, on the other hand, managed to maintain a position within the top ten of his class.

Meng Xiaohan seemed to be competing with the top student from the next class, and the two girls began alternating
their positions as the top student in the humanities class. Unbeknownst to them, they had left the third-ranked student in the humanities class more than ten points behind, widening the gap in academic standing.

The price was obvious: Meng Xiaohan had lost a significant amount of
weight, and when she came out for some fresh air during breaks, she didn't look well, her face almost translucent with paleness.

Zhao Tao felt that his high school career was unlikely to encounter any major setbacks. He had recently been
discussing with Yu Bei choosing a university in another city that she could easily get into, as their goal to study there together.

Of course, he still had thoughts about the Love-Loving Curse. After all, Li Jie, who had been cursed earlier, was already dead, and Yu Bei, as the first
victim of the curse, even with her good fortune, was too dangerous as a potential wife for him. But he really couldn't...
He wanted to cause trouble on the high school campus again. More than one teacher had said that the university campus was freer and more spacious, so
he planned to take Yu Bei to the new environment before considering his next move.

Unexpectedly, one morning close to the Qingming Festival, he went out for some fresh air as usual. Yu Bei went to the restroom, and while he
idly looked at the female students downstairs, a sudden gasp came from the railing directly opposite the front door.

Zhao Tao turned his head and saw Meng Xiaohan lying on the ground with her eyes half-closed.

He quickly walked over and stood on the perimeter, watching several girls who were close to Meng Xiaohan
shouting .

Meng Xiaohan herself was quite calm, raising her head and saying softly, "It's okay... I... I just have a little...

low blood sugar. I have candy in my bag, could you... give me two pieces? Thank you."

A sudden flash of inspiration struck Zhao Tao's spine.

He forced a smile, pulled out a chocolate-covered liquor from his pocket, and handed it to her. "I have this,
will it work?"

After school that afternoon, after eating a bowl of beef noodles covered in chili peppers, Yu Bei hissed, stuck out her tongue,
fanned , and asked him, "Zhao Tao, chocolate, give me the chocolate in your pocket."

Zhao Tao took out some money, asked the shopkeeper for a bottle of mineral water, and smiled apologetically, "I was hungry this morning, so I ate it."

He was quite curious whether Meng Xiaohan's grades would remain so stable in the next mock exam.

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The result Zhao Tao waited for greatly disappointed him.

Not only did Meng Xiaohan's behavior remain unchanged, and she didn't even glance at him, but in the next mock exam, her
grades improved even more dramatically, leaving another top student vying for the top spot with a difference of nearly twenty points,
and taking the top spot in the grade.

Zhao Tao was dumbfounded, completely baffled as to why the love spell he was supposed to make so devoted to her
had produced such a result. Filled with doubt, he fed Yu Bei a few more pills, then, finding it too troublesome,
simply found an excuse to ejaculate into her mouth a few times.

As a result, Yu Bei still struggled to stay in the middle of her class.

According to the standards of their school's humanities classes, this meant that even reaching the third-tier university cutoff was extremely difficult. Worried about
not being able get into the same university as Zhao Tao, the pressure caused Yu Bei to gain a little weight,
and for about two weeks, she lost clumps of hair. The once charming and delicate class beauty became pale, puffy, and listless in just over a month.

Several times during their routine sex, she even vaguely recited a few history exam points while under Zhao Tao,
then hurriedly apologized.

Worried that Yu Bei's self-imposed pressure would cause the spell to backfire, Zhao Tao made a tough decision. At
the crucial end of April, he took a week of sick leave and took Yu Bei on a trip.

During their seven-day, six-night trip, neither of them, both high school seniors, brought a single book.
Aside from , they only carried Yu Bei's ever-present birth control pills and the lubricant she always used.

However, they didn't use much lubricant.

They went to a famous lake and thoroughly enjoyed the so-called "Jiangnan misty rain."

Zhao Tao knew what kind of love Yu Bei longed for, and he felt he should give it to her.

Over six nights, they only made love twice.

Both times, he used Yu Bei's feet, ending with ejaculation in her mouth.

Yu Bei's appearance had changed considerably, but her pair of white, delicate feet remained the same—exquisite, lovely,
smooth, and tender. When he held them to his cheeks, he unconsciously felt his eyes welling up.

Every night, even in a standard room, Zhao Tao would painstakingly push the two beds together,
hold Yu Bei tightly, and stroke her back until her breathing became long and even, even tinged with slight snoring, before finally falling asleep
with a sense of comfort. Like

rowing against the current, if you don't move forward, you fall back.

The week-long trip improved Yu Bei's mood considerably, but it also caused a significant
drop in their grades.

Fortunately, their parents, for different reasons, had stopped paying attention to their grades, so they weren't
punished.

Meng Xiaohan's performance remained stable; in the joint mock exam in May, her score surprisingly ranked among the top in
the humanities class of a key high school. Not only was the first-tier university admission line out of reach, but several universities that were previously unattainable for them
seemed to be opening their doors to her.

Zhao Tao marveled, but didn't bother to delve deeper. Whenever he wanted to slack off, Li Jie's final
words of advice would echo in his ears, piercing his eardrums like sharp needles, compelling him to pick up the next set
of papers, the next question bank.

When life becomes monotonous and routine, the passage of time becomes increasingly imperceptible.

The college entrance exam, amidst the ubiquitous countdown, arrived in Zhao Tao's life.

On the day the teacher specifically advised him to relax before the exam, Yu Bei arrived at his house early, wearing a cute little
dress and delicate strappy sandals.

Zhao Tao, wearing only shorts, lay side-by-side with her on the bed, neither of them undressed. They stared at the ceiling,
hand in hand, exchanging casual remarks neither bothered to remember.

They lay there until the afternoon, then went out to the courtyard gate for a bite to eat, before returning home and going into the bedroom.

Zhao Tao didn't say what he wanted to do, nor did he show any particular desire.

But they embraced silently, undressing each other until they were naked, pressed together, and groaned
as they fell onto the bed.

Zhao Tao moved slowly inside her dry vagina, without lubricant or saliva.

Yu Bei watched him silently, saying nothing, only moaning softly.

He gradually tensed, reaching his limit.

She lifted her foot, teasing his lips with her delicate toes.

He took her toes into his mouth, his entire body tense, and began to relax during ejaculation.

After all the semen was inside her, Yu Bei laughed and whispered, "If I fail this exam,
how about I work where you go to school?"

He bent down and kissed her slightly salty cheek. "Whatever makes you happy."

But Yu Bei's life seemed to rarely offer moments when she could truly make her own decisions.

Zhao Tao was admitted to a third-tier university in a city more than 300 kilometers south. Although the tuition was high, at least he could
obtain a bachelor's degree.

Yu Bei, who also aimed for that city, wasn't even accepted into a vocational college.

She argued with her family for nearly a month, and finally, persuaded by Zhao Tao, chose to repeat a year.

"A year isn't long, it'll pass quickly. Besides, I'll come back to see you during the holidays,"

Zhao Tao comforted her, wiping away her tears.

But in truth, this was exactly the outcome he hoped for.

A vast world was about to unfold before him, and even though Yu Bei's presence wouldn't be an obstacle, he
'd rather have more freedom.

On his last visit to his alma mater, Zhao Tao saw a red banner proudly
displaying Meng Xiaohan's top score in the liberal arts class—a score significantly lower than the city's top liberal arts student, but still
enough to bring honor to the school.

Perhaps coincidentally, on the day he went to pick up his acceptance letter, Zhao Tao ran into Meng Xiaohan.

She was a bit darker than before the college entrance exam, as if she had relaxed well afterward. She had also
cut her hair quite a bit shorter, styled it into a neat, even shape that suited her face. And she wasn't wearing glasses; it was unclear whether she'd had
surgery or switched to contact lenses.

"Did you get into N University?" Meng Xiaohan asked casually, pushing her bike.

"A third-tier university, an independent college." He waved his acceptance letter, smiling. "And you? Which key
university ?"

"The one you went to." She got on her bike, waved, and added, "I'm at the main campus, Business
English ."

Zhao Tao was stunned for a moment, then he felt a surge of excitement, realizing that the "love spell" had already taken effect.

Filling out college applications wasn't exactly a secret; many couples in the class were calculating how to coordinate their applications to
get into the same university as much as possible.

Zhao Tao remembered that Meng Xiaohan had taken the initiative to collect his application form.

He suddenly felt like he'd found the reason for her rapid academic improvement.

Perhaps, it was so that no matter which school he applied to, she would have ample choice and be able to get into
a school close to him.

He specifically checked, and the main campus and independent college of N University shared the same living and teaching areas
.

With plenty of time before the start of the semester, Zhao Tao couldn't help but wonder if Meng Xiaohan would make any other moves.

But to his surprise, nothing happened.

It was as if her deliberately choosing to attend the school Zhao Tao attended was purely coincidental, and all the other reasons were just his
imagination .

But it was fine, after all, during the last days of that summer vacation, apart from
the week his parents came back to prepare for his college entrance exams, he and Yu Bei spent almost every day together.

To ensure Yu Bei could focus on her studies and repeat her senior year, he did everything he could to become the ideal boyfriend she envisioned
.

When it was time to register at the university, Yu Bei took leave and traveled with him by train to that unfamiliar city.

The new world dazzled Zhao Tao. The countless faces coming and going were overwhelming. Compared to
his high school days, where girls were all bare-faced and looked like a row of paulownia trees, this campus truly felt like
a giant, colorful flowerbed.

While getting a SIM card for his new phone at the school supermarket, Zhao Tao saw
Meng Xiaohan , hurrying towards the freshman registration area on the main campus.

He smiled but didn't tell Yu Bei.

Some things, she didn't need to know.

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Although the promised six-person dorm ended up being an eight-person room, the overall environment was quite good, and his roommates were all
decent, which made Zhao Tao very satisfied.

He had been admitted to the Chinese Language and Literature department, which was newly established this year at this independent college. There were only three
boys plus a guy from the neighboring class, enough to fill one dorm room. And there was even a boy from the English department mixed in.

The guy in the English department was named Fu Xiaoyu, an uncommon surname and an interesting given name. He was handsome and refined,
with fair skin and a somewhat shy, introverted air that made you wonder if he was a hidden Mulan.

Of course, the disappointing result for his roommates was revealed when he was down to his underwear that night.

Zhao Tao was the only one in the dorm whose girlfriend, not his parents, came up to help him pack, make his bed, and tidy up his closet.
This made five-eighths of the single guys in the dorm envious, and of course, the other two roommates whose girlfriends were in other cities were also a little
envious.

The loneliness he felt in the final stages of high school, where he couldn't find anyone to talk to except Yu Bei, made Zhao Tao

cherish his seven roommates.

After all, for him, women's affections were easily obtained with a little effort, and
he had almost forgotten what true friendship was.

If the dorm was the place to get to know male classmates, then military training was the perfect
opportunity .

A hasty self-introduction and getting to know each other was just the beginning. A fleeting glance was hardly enough to notice anything, and besides, with three classes
in one department, at that time one could only get to know one's own class.

When military training came, everyone wore matching camouflage uniforms and green military caps, and the stark differences in appearance between their clean-cut faces became
readily apparent.

Unfortunately, Zhao Tao's class didn't have any particularly outstanding beauties.
While had a girl who was roughly at
the level of a class beauty, any one of them chosen as the department's beauty queen would be utterly outshone by other liberal arts departments.

After a summer break, Yu Bei had only regained about 80% of her former beauty, enough to secure her
the title of department beauty queen in their department.

This left Zhao Tao somewhat disheartened.

His sly anticipation immediately dwindled by six or seven tenths.

With military training over and university life gradually settling in, Zhao Tao, feeling rather bored, joined the campus dance club
, hoping to find another way to meet girls from other departments, lest
the few liqueur-filled chocolates he'd specially brought in his travel bag go bad without ever finding a use.

There was no other way; compared to the two beauties chosen by the boys in his department,
even the female professor of Modern Literature was prettier.

That professor was named Yu Tianqiu, presumably a homophone for the last character of the phrase "red lotus fragrance fades, jade mat is cool in autumn," and she was in her thirties.
With a classical air and a refined, graceful figure, she wasn't quite a stunning beauty, but she possessed an inner and outer charm that was
captivating Her phoenix eyes and cherry lips, her smiling gaze, captivated the few remaining
young men in the department on her first day on the podium, eclipsing the arrogance of the delicate young women before her.

For the first week, this Professor Yu was the talk of the dorm late into the night. Their class monitor, Zhu Hui,
quickly found out everything about her.

However, the result was disappointing.

Yu Tianqiu was already in her thirties, married with a child. Her husband was her student-teacher romance from university, a
young professor from the main campus, seven or eight years her senior. She married him without hesitation after graduation, pursued her
master's degree, graduated with a doctorate while pregnant, and now her son was almost in elementary school.

However, for the hormone-fueled university boys, fantasizing about her was only made more exciting by the fact that she was his
wife .

Zhao Tao wasn't very enthusiastic about participating. Compared to the others in the room, he was much more experienced and had a
much higher sex drive. Yu Tianqiu wasn't much prettier than Li Jie, although she had a better temperament, but the thought of her son being old enough to
run errands at the corner store made him lose interest.

The first activity organized by the dance association left Zhao Tao disappointed.

It wasn't that there weren't pretty girls, but rather that there weren't any girls who would move him.

This was probably what they meant by "when you're full, even honey doesn't taste sweet, but when you're hungry, even chaff tastes good." As soon as

Zhao Tao finished military training, Yu Bei insisted that her parents buy her a cell phone, so their nightly text message
exchanges became his unavoidable daily routine.

After hearing his impatient tone during a few phone calls, his roommates, who had seen Yu Bei, immediately
hailed him as a love guru, all asking him how to win the favor of a beautiful woman with an ordinary appearance and fall deeply in love.

The other single guys were fine; most just asked casually. But Fu Xiaoyu seemed serious.
Not only did he humbly ask for advice during the late- night chat, but he also insisted on getting Zhao Tao a dish at the cafeteria as a token of his appreciation, even as tuition.

"Are the girls in your English department really that pretty that they've got you hooked up like this?" After receiving free food three times, Zhao Tao
finally couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly have you got your eye on?"

Fu Xiaoyu became coy, stammering and refusing to answer, only saying it was a girl from the same department, from his
hometown.

Zhao Tao thought about it; resources were scarce in the Chinese language department, so why not check out the English department? So
he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it. Don't you guys have a big class this afternoon? I'll go with you, you
can give me directions, and I'll give you some advice."

Fu Xiaoyu hesitated for a long time before nodding and saying, "Then you can't laugh at me."

"Why would I laugh at you? It's perfectly normal for a guy to like a girl, what's so funny about that?" He stood
up , took his empty plate, and walked towards the recycling cart. "Call me when class starts, I don't have class this afternoon, I'm going to take a nap."

That afternoon, in the English department's big class, Zhao Tao met two girls.

One was named Mo Xiaoan, with a cute round face, but she was a little too plump. Actually, she was quite
pretty , but unfortunately, surrounded by beauties in the English department, she didn't stand out.

But this girl was not only from Fu Xiaoyu's hometown, but also his former classmate, and also
the object of his crush, the one he was struggling to figure out how to pursue.

The other was Mo Xiaoan's roommate, the class beauty, Yang Nan.

The English department has an abundance of beautiful girls; basically, each of the four classes can pick at least six beauties of the department's caliber, and
even the bottom-ranked ones are enough to easily outshine the Chinese Language and Literature department.

Among these six pretty girls, Yang Nan, by standard aesthetic standards, would only be second to last.

Compared to the other girls who desperately try to project a soft and charming image after entering university, Yang Nan's attire is noticeably overly
casual. Her hair is even shorter than that of high school girls in a strictly managed school; she wears a long-sleeved shirt, jeans, and sneakers, and even though
the temperature hasn't dropped much, she's already barely showing any skin.

However, what is exposed is very white—not the kind of whiteness usually used to describe girls, but a milky white
, and her features are quite defined, giving her a somewhat exotic look.

Throughout the entire lecture, Zhao Tao kept an eye on Yang Nan, second only to Fu Xiaoyu
's eyes, which were constantly following Mo Xiaoan.

He noticed something interesting.

Yang Nan kept stealing glances at another beauty from their department,
Jin Lin, who was likely the number one girl in the department's male students' eyes.

Yang Nan stole glances at Jin Lin more times than any of the boys.

Zhao Tao rubbed his chin, listening to Fu Xiaoyu's description of his infatuation, and a thought slowly emerged
and drifted into his mind.

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Zhao Tao bought another small syringe, capped it, and tucked it close to his body.

He always kept some chocolate-covered liquor on hand, but it wasn't easy
to use .

He wasn't so desperate as to randomly shoot birds and feed them to whoever he wanted; since he was going to hunt, he had to
carefully select that he would feel more satisfied when he enjoyed it.

The eagerness of single boys to eliminate competitors was obvious. Less than a month after the start of the semester,
the news that Zhao Tao had a girlfriend who was as beautiful as the class beauty spread throughout the entire Chinese department.

But the effect was obviously contrary to his wishes. After a group of girls saw Yu Bei's photo in Zhao Tao's wallet after class,
his popularity actually skyrocketed. Whether it was a competitive mentality or curiosity, it made
the other boys in the department quite unhappy.

Fortunately, they could console themselves that Zhao Tao had such a beautiful girlfriend, he shouldn't fall for someone else.

This was his most convenient cover.

Putting everything else aside, he was confident he could easily get the
key .

Unfortunately, he wasn't very interested.

During this time, Fu Xiaoyu kept pestering Zhao Tao with questions, wanting to know every
detail of his pursuit of Yu Bei, so he could imitate them onto Mo Xiaoan.

Zhao Tao couldn't tell the truth, of course, and making up methods for pursuing girls was a bit difficult for him. He
could only make things up to appease her for now.

Anyway, after attending a few large lectures, he realized that Mo Xiaoan wasn't entirely indifferent to Fu Xiaoyu; it's just that
this seemingly lively and cheerful girl was very reluctant to take the initiative in matters of the heart, or rather, she didn't like Fu Xiaoyu
enough to take the initiative.

So, after imparting a few fabricated lessons, Zhao Tao simply shifted his focus to urging Fu Xiaoyu to confess.

"I've told you, you don't even dare to tell her you like her to her face, how can you expect things to fall into place so easily with just holding hands, hugging, and kissing
?" While eating what seemed like the umpteenth free meal, he expertly advised, "Look, I
've made myself clear. In university, girls who are too pretty are less likely to be pursued, and girls who are too ugly
are ignored. Mo Xiaoan is above average and has a good temper. If you don't hurry up and settle things down, there are enough girls willing to pursue her to
circle the dorm three and a half times."

Fu Xiaoyu looked dejectedly at the barely touched rice in his bowl, and asked with a bitter face, "But... but I don't
know how to say it."

"What's there to be afraid of? Aren't you just afraid of being rejected and losing a friend?" Zhao Tao thought about
the recent time; National Day was over and Christmas was still a long way off, so there really weren't any suitable opportunities. He simply said, "How about this? Aren't you
guys in your major free on Saturdays and Sundays? Isn't there a really famous wholesale market in the surrounding counties? Don't worry about
being picky, just set it for this Saturday. Go ask her out, go in the morning and come back in the evening, see if she says yes. If she says yes,
then there's a chance. When you get back for dinner, just casually confess your feelings, and you'll be pretty much set."

"Why?" Fu Xiaoyu scratched his head, "It's just asking her out, she often
goes out with her best friends, she always says I'm just one of her best friends, saying yes doesn't necessarily mean anything, right?"

"That area is full of shopping malls. Girls shop all day long, and if they're late, they might miss their train and have to stay
overnight . She goes out a lot, so she definitely knows that, right? She even agreed to this, so she must
have feelings for you. What are you still worried about?"

Fu Xiaoyu was still full of hesitation. "Wait a minute, there's a big difference between having feelings and liking someone...

"

"Are you trying to use a measuring cup to measure her feelings and see if it's reached the mark? Feelings
are an opportunity, and feelings are relative, not absolute. Right now, she seems to have the strongest feelings for you compared to others, which means she
likes you. If she develops stronger feelings for someone else one day, then you're out of luck. Let me tell you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity,
believe it or not."

Zhao Tao was getting a little annoyed with his persuasion, but he had chosen Fu Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaoan as his breakthrough point, so he couldn't
give up halfway .

Otherwise, girls from the next department weren't so easy to approach, and he didn't have the audacity and confidence to just stop them on campus and ask for their
numbers .

So Fu Xiaoyu's procrastination made him a little anxious. Fortunately, according to the information they usually gathered during their late-night dorm chats, the more beautiful
the girl, the higher the chance of her appearing. Yang Nan's news was that she had recently rejected several
guys who and was still leisurely single.

Half of the six beauties in the department were already taken, and
after Jin Lin got involved with the student council president early on, the remaining two single girls became easy prey for the wolves.
You could .

So Zhao Tao was genuinely worried that he was too slow and would be too late in making his move.

He relentlessly urged Fu Xiaoyu, to the point that he would stop helping if he didn't confess. Zhao Tao finally persuaded
his shy roommate to call and ask Mo Xiaoan out.

The result wasn't ideal; Mo Xiaoan declined.

Not because she refused to confess, but because she declined the invitation to go out together, saying that they
had already made plans .

Seeing Fu Xiaoyu blushing and whimpering as he tried to hang up, Zhao Tao couldn't help but pat him on the head
and whisper, "Are you stupid? Change it to Sunday!"

"Huh? Oh, oh! Right, Xiao'an, how about Sunday? Sunday, okay?"

Mo Xiao'an's gentle laughter came through the receiver: "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly so energetic? Okay, okay,
let's go for a walk. Make sure you plan your route beforehand, I don't care about anything. Just bring your bag."

Fu Xiaoyu's spirits lifted, and after quickly finishing his last few sentences, he turned and hugged Zhao Tao,
"Brother, she agreed! She agreed to come with me!"

"Don't back down. Tell her to her face and make her your girlfriend." Zhao Tao took out his wallet and showed her
Yu Bei's photo. "Look, see? She's so pretty. As long as you dare to say it, it'll work. I'm not afraid to tell you,
we already...did it."

Zhao Tao rarely interfered during their late-night chats. Fu Xiaoyu only knew that there was a guy in the dorm who wasn't a virgin, and that he lost his virginity with his girlfriend during the summer
after graduation . Looking at Yu Bei's photo, he was stunned. "Really...

really?"

"She likes me, and I like her. Isn't that the most normal thing? Go for it, you can do it too."

The motivating effect of hormones is always the best. On the spot, Zhao Tao saw the
burning .

He felt that this was definitely going to work.

Sure enough, on Sunday night, when Fu Xiaoyu rushed into the dorm around nine o'clock, his eyes were shining.

Mo Xiaoan had become his girlfriend. His confession after dinner was a great success. He took her hand and walked her
back to the dorm building, his belly full of happiness bubbling up.

Next Tuesday, Fu Xiaoyu, full of gratitude, treated Zhao Tao to a stir-fry meal on the third floor of the cafeteria. Mo Xiaoan
sat smilingly beside him, not saying much.

Zhao Tao thought to himself, "It's about time I found an opportunity.

" He cleared his throat, staring at Fu Xiaoyu, and said, "You two

are officially together. According to the rules, you should treat both dorms to a meal, right? You two, what do you think? Should you eat separately, or just get together so you can all get to know each other and help out
the other single guys in our dorm? Mo Xiaoan, there are quite a few other single girls in your dorm, right?" "

Hmm, how about we eat together?"

"Brother, whatever you say. What do you think?" Fu Xiaoyu looked at Zhao Tao, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Let's eat together then. It's a small restaurant near the entrance; two tables won't cost much. What if someone hits on someone? That
'll be another meal." He suggested with a smile.

Fu Xiaoyu readily agreed. This kind of thing was common in college. Although their dorm hadn't
eaten together , Mo Xiaoan had already eaten at a restaurant hosted by one of her roommates.

Unexpectedly, when Mo Xiaoan went back to inquire, the girls weren't too keen on eating together and wanted them to treat each other separately.

After some discussion, Fu Xiaoyu, of course, couldn't refuse his new girlfriend and had to agree.

Zhao Tao was somewhat disappointed, but not too anxious. He knew Yang Nan and Mo Xiaoan were
close get a chance to eat together with them and get to know them. He'd also look for opportunities along the way.

However, just as he was preparing to create the next opportunity, on the day he was supposed to treat the girls to dinner,
Fu Xiaoyu called Zhao Tao out before leaving, saying somewhat timidly, "Brother, come with me. There are eight girls
and I'm the only guy... I... I'm nervous. You have a girlfriend anyway, they definitely won't say anything. Okay?"

Zhao Tao smiled and grinned, "Sure, wait for me downstairs, I'll get ready and be right there."

It seemed his luck was pretty good.

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