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[Rope and Snake] 

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I still miss Xiaomei. She wasn't as beautiful and dreamlike as in the novels.

Work brought me both joy and pressure. Many people wouldn't know that I, usually dressed in a suit and smiling, found disco to be the most relaxing place.


In the private room, the heavy low frequencies formed a barrier, completely liberating my soul.

Numbness—not even alcohol, just a crazy remix—was enough to make me cry. It was tough, numb, and terrifying.


The advantage of a disco room is that you can have a huge room all to yourself, drinking chivas and relaxing for a whole night. Trying out


the taste of solitude.


Unfortunately, I couldn't turn off my phone; life and business had to go on.


She found me. I knew she liked me, and I knew several people around me liked me. I respected them because they appreciated me, but I couldn't


let that lead to indulging my emotions, my body, or my youth.


I returned to my usual self: watch out for perverts, don't drink so much.

I don't refuse girls drinking; a woman who doesn't drink at a disco is just pretentious.

I didn't want her to drink too much either; getting drunk would only cause trouble, especially since we needed to maintain a distance.


She asked: "Why didn't you invite me when you came alone? I'm so bored at home."

One glass down, and it seemed like this wasn't how you drink alcohol.

I laughed and said, "At home, I can read, prepare for tomorrow's work, play games, mop the floor, clean, grow flowers, and do beauty treatments.


How could I be bored?"

She forced a smile, her face slightly flushed. "I know you know I want to know how you feel about me. Now, it's just the two of us.


Can you be honest with me?

" Not knowing how to refuse others is my weakness, so I changed the subject: "It's rare to relax. Since we're out, let's not talk about that.


We're under so much pressure usually; we should let loose. There are so many people dancing outside; there must be some handsome guys. Want to go out and have some fun?"

She took a small sip. "You actually booked a whole room for everyone, which proves you don't want to fit in. But this way you can also experience the liveliness outside


. You're too rational. Isn't this tiring?"

My silence wasn't because she had hit a nerve, but because I was touched that someone understood even a little bit of what I was going through

: "Xiaomei left me. I've been very vulnerable these past few days. I don't want to show my feelings to others, and I don't want to hurt you." To a woman who


understood me even a little, I felt there was no need to hide anything. "I'm telling you this not to use it as an excuse to get you to fill that void


, but because I'm grateful to you. I know that if I took the initiative to contact you, you would be with me. It's not that you're promiscuous, but that I understand your


feelings . I'm not with you, not to show I'm noble, but because I don't want to hurt a kind girl. Is this the answer you want?"

She fell silent.

The DJ's extended remix was still wild, with a climax every half hour on the dance floor. We continued to get drunk.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she even drank the rest of my drink. A bottle of 2018 Chivas between two people—

problematic...

As is usually the case, I helped her out of the nightclub, and the security guards didn't seem to notice. If it weren't for this, things would have been troublesome. "I


'll take her back to her house. It's not a hassle, but I don't want to leave any evidence that


her sister will see me or her. She'll smile slyly: 'Brother XX, did you get my sister drunk?'

" "No, help her back to her room, give her some tea, I'm leaving."

"Okay, thank you, be careful on your way home."




It was 2 AM when I got home.

I didn't really want to go to my room. Looking at the bed, I thought back to the days I spent with Xiaomei. I dozed off on the sofa.

The "I Will Survive" alarm rang. It was noon, and I vaguely heard her: "Thank you for last night. Um, you're still asleep?


I'll come over later." "You should rest. It's not convenient for you to come to my place."

Refusal isn't my forte, so she came over. She was very relaxed. She lacked her usual professional demeanor.


I offered her tea and snacks: "Please help yourself.

" "Yesterday I thought something might happen, but nothing did."

"Since nothing happened yesterday, I think it's unlikely to happen in the future."

"But I want it to happen today." She sat on my lap and kissed me. My consciousness began to blur. Was it my body resisting my will, or was my


subconscious yearning for what was to happen today?

Become a beast! I deeply sucked on her fragrant tongue, and under her dazed gaze, I grasped the pink nipple that had sprung from her black bra.

My right hand probed downwards into her pubic hair; the warm, moist walls of her flesh were ready for battle with my spear.

I unhooked her bra, pulled down her trousers, and kissed her entire body from top to bottom—her smooth, slender waist, her fair feet, her long toes. She couldn't


believe how intoxicated I was by her. "Come in, okay?"

I slowly pulled down her panties, admiring her. "So beautiful."

I resisted the urge to enter, leaning down to savor the silky sweetness

. Her flushed cheeks rose and fell with her deep breaths.


There was no distance between us now. I

wept

… Looking at her on the sofa, I smiled. She whispered , "Do you love me?" "Yes, for a long time."

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