[Beijing Life of a Mixed-Up] (16)

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【　　Beijing 　　　　　　　　　　　　Mixed Life Diary】(16) Author

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September 11, 2015

********** 　　... Even today, when Cao Shan recalls the moment he won Zhang Ning 's heart, the immense joy Zhang Ning brought him with a shy smile and a slight nod, saying "I like you," feels like it just happened. Of course, Cao Shan remembers their first night together even more vividly: Zhang Ning's tall figure, soft skin, full and firm breasts , and the juicy, tight flesh between her long legs—it was simply exquisite! What more could a man ask for than such a beauty! 　　And Xia Yao? Wasn't she also a rare beauty? She was even taller than Zhang Ning, a natural advantage for Cao Shan, who preferred tall women. Xia Yao's body was more mature, shapely, and alluring Her breasts were equally firm and full, her abdomen smooth, her waist taut, and her wide hips and round, pert buttocks possessed a mature woman's unique sensuality that Zhang Ning lacked. Cao Shan and Xia Yao preferred the rear-entry position during . A tall, beautiful young woman, like a bitch in heat, raised her round, snow-white, plump buttocks high, her two smooth, white, and slender legs spread wide. She knelt between Xia Yao's legs, cupping her alluring, fleshy buttocks, and thrusting her engorged, veiny penis deep into Xia Yao's juicy, tender, and sucking vagina… Xia Yao clearly understood men better than Zhang Ning. Zhang Ning was like a naive, wild girl, while Xia Yao was a charming and alluring young woman. As Cao Shan thrust into Xia Yao's plump buttocks with swayed, and her restrained yet seductive moans could make any man swoon. 　　But, one cannot have both fish and bear's paw. If he had to make an ultimate choice… Cao Shan stared at the ceiling, biting his lip as he imagined his decision—it would definitely still be Zhang Ning. Xia Yao was better than Zhang Ning in every way; she was taller , sexier, more charming, more mature, and more beautiful. Her appearance, strikingly similar to Ni Jingyang's, while not exactly breathtakingly beautiful , exuded a blend of elegance and allure. She seemed like a spirited young woman, the kind of woman who could take him to heaven. However, Xia Yao was someone else's wife, and there was a significant age difference between them. If Xia Yao were his classmate instead of his teacher, Cao Shan might have truly given up Zhang Ning for her, but there were no "ifs." Even with just a sliver of reason, no man would abandon a more beautiful, younger, and more vibrant girlfriend for a woman in her early thirties, about to go abroad, and already someone else's wife. Married women are for stealing, for experiencing the indescribable pleasure and sense of accomplishment of having sex with someone else's wife, not for lifelong commitment. Lost in thought, as Cao Shan drifted off to sleep again, he made his choice— while eagerly awaiting Zhang Ning, he would cherish every day with Xia Yao, creating enough beautiful memories. 　　Cao Shan woke up very late, and Xia Yao still hadn't returned. He was puzzled. What Cao Shan found most irresistible about Xia Yao was her mature and poised demeanor. She knew her place, her own needs, and the needs of others; she was always incredibly understanding. Perhaps something he'd said in his conversation with Zhang Ning had hurt her, but she would never abandon him and disappear just because of a phone call. But where was she ? 　　Cao Shan kept dialing Xia Yao's number, over a dozen times, but there was no answer. Then, he heard Xia Yao crying sadly on the phone, and heard her say, "Cao Shan, I'm in Anhuili residential area, come pick me up quickly." 　　Without hesitation, Cao Shan dressed and rushed downstairs, hailing a black cab in the blink of an eye, and sped towards Anhuili . 　　The taxi quickly reached the vicinity of the North Fourth Ring Road. The driver asked him for his exact location: which section of Anhuili was it? Which gate? North Gate, North Gate 1, East Gate, West Gate? Cao Shan was completely stumped. How was he supposed to know ? Wanting to call Xia Yao, Cao Shan realized he hadn't brought his phone. He got out of the car and entered the massive Anhuili residential complex, searching like a needle in a haystack. Everyone knows the butterfly effect, right? This small mistake led to Xia Yao's downfall. 　　"Xia Yao! Xia Yao!" Cao Shan shouted as he ran. 　　"Who?! What are you shouting for?! Come here!" Just as he shouted, two beams of bright flashlight shone on him, blinding him. Cao Shan's shout didn't bring Xia Yao, but it did attract the security guards. 　　"I...I'm looking for my girlfriend. She's in the complex, but I don't know where she is. I didn't bring my phone," Cao Shan explained anxiously as he approached the guards, actually hoping for their help. 　　But before Cao Shan could even ask for help, one of the guards, a chubby man with a crooked cap, started yelling in an unfamiliar accent. "What the hell is it? This is disturbing the peace, you know? Get out of here!" 　　"No, no, brother, I really can't find my girlfriend. It's so late at night, it's dangerous for her to be alone. How about this, I won't shout anymore, I won't shout anymore, okay?" Cao Shan had no choice but to plead. The 　　man took the cigarette Cao Shan offered, then covered the lighter with both hands, lit it, took a deep drag , blew the smoke in Cao Shan's face, and said with a condescending expression, "You little brat, if you dare to shout again, I'll fire you right now! You're ruining my livelihood, you hear me! Get out of here!" After saying that, he waved his hand dismissively. Cao Shan didn't say anything and left. 　　He hated it when people called him "I," but he couldn't rush things now; a moment of impatience could ruin everything. 　　"Hey, what the hell do you mean 'lost girlfriend'? It means your wife cheated on you, and you think you can find her like this? Maybe some guy is fucking your wife's cunt, and you think you can just yell it out? You idiot!" The fat security guard said as he walked away.

He was chatting and laughing with another security guard, their voices not loud, but in the quiet night, they could be clearly heard by Cao Shan
. Cao Shan clenched his fists tightly, his back teeth almost grinding to powder, but he still didn't turn around and chase after the
guard. "Damn it!" Cao Shan cursed under his breath, his tone powerful, but his voice was so low that only he
could hear it. He knew that these security guards had had enough of what they needed to do and were always looking for a fight to vent
their frustrations. Besides, they weren't well-educated and their minds were full of vulgar thoughts. It made sense; they watched all the sexy women coming and going all day long. They could only watch as these
top-quality women entered their rooms and were fucked by men that night. No matter how beautiful or how good their figures were, they would still be stripped naked and pinned
down by men, their soft parts invaded by men's penises. But these security guards could never experience that; they could only watch
helplessly. Cao Shan comforted himself and slowly walked forward. He knew that getting entangled with the security guards was not the priority; finding Xia Yao as soon as possible
was the most important thing. Besides, how could his small frame possibly defeat two security guards?

Cao Shan couldn't shout, so he quickened his pace, widened his eyes, and searched rapidly, but it was like
looking for a needle in a haystack. He thought, "Damn it, I'll shout! My girlfriend's gone, I'll curse you all, who cares if you
're disturbing the peace?" True, but if Cao Shan had that kind of courage and thought, he wouldn't
have lost Xia Yao, would he?

Xia Yao was currently hiding on a bench in a small park grove in the southeast corner. She was scared, panicked, and
at a loss . If it weren't for the throbbing pain in her lower body, she would never have believed it was real—she had actually been raped by Liang Gang!
What saddened her even more was that Xia Yao had once again confirmed how deeply she loved Cao Shan—when she
gave herself to Cao Shan behind her husband's back in America, she felt no remorse. But when Liang Gang's penis penetrated
her soft body, she broke down. She felt guilty towards Cao Shan, even feeling that her body was unclean
, that she had let Cao Shan down, and that she had no face to see him again. She was completely oblivious to the fact that she was another man's
wife, and Cao Shan was merely her lover.

Despairingly, Xia Yao sat on a secluded bench deep in the woods, her long legs crossed and hugged to
her chest . A gentle breeze ruffled her short hair, and her slightly haggard expression couldn't conceal the alluring
figure of this stunning young woman. Xia Yao stared blankly ahead, her expression unchanging, tears streaming down her face. Her
beautiful , alluring eyes were red and swollen from crying. Tears flowed down her pretty nose, onto her full, sensual lips,
then dripped down her fair cheeks, finally landing with a soft pat on her snow-white, full breasts exposed by the open neckline of her torn clothes
. Any man who witnessed Xia Yao's sobs would be moved to pity. Her long, slender neck
moved gently with each sob, causing her flawless collarbone to tremble and her full,
firm breasts to quiver.

Xia Yao was no longer an innocent young girl; she was a woman in her thirties. After much
deliberation, considering Cao Shan's personality and her current situation
, she realized Zhang Ning was coming soon, and her time with Cao Shan was already running out. If Cao Shan knew she had been raped by Liang Gang, he might do something foolish.
Even if she was a married woman and her affair with Cao Shan was an affair, he wouldn't
mind if he slept with someone else's wife, but she was still his girlfriend. If he found out, their
good days be over. And what was even more terrifying was that if this got out, it would be all over. Being with Cao Shan
had already almost ruined her reputation. If others knew she had a sexual relationship with another male student,
regardless of whether she had been raped or not, her reputation would be completely destroyed. What if her husband found out… The more she thought about it
, the more frightened she became, and she regretted calling Cao Shan. She should have hidden the truth, even if she suffered great harm, she could have kept it to herself and
pretended never happened, and perhaps then she could have continued with Cao Shan. Thinking of this, Xia Yao straightened her clothes,
her legs heavy, enduring the sharp pain in her lower body, and shuffled to the entrance of the residential area to hail a taxi home.

Actually, Cao Shan had been only about ten meters away from Xia Yao. He had walked along this grove of trees
; if he had known the layout of the residential area, if he had known there were seats inside the grove, even if he had just taken a few more steps
or glanced around, he would have encountered Xia Yao. As Cao Shan passed by, Xia Yao, lost in thought,
saw his anxious figure searching in the dark grove. In that instant, she was deeply moved. She couldn't help but want to get up, to
call to him, and then rush to his side, hug him tightly, and hold his head against her soft chest,
letting the small, thin man accept the tender maternal love of her tall figure. Then she would tell him what had happened, beg
Cao Shan to forgive her, and ask him to go home with her. However, after a fierce internal struggle, Xia Yao ultimately didn't
speak. Xia Yao hid on a bench in the dark woods, her slender, fair hand tightly covering her mouth,
sobbing uncontrollably as she watched the small figure of the boy she loved walk away, continuing his
fruitless search.

Xia Yao got into a taxi, dragging her injured body wearily into the car. Little did she know that her
decision would lead to even more painful ordeals.

It was late at night. Beijing wasn't a city with a thriving nightlife. Aside from a few areas like Workers' Stadium and
Sanlitun where people congregated, most people in the city were either at home or in someone else's bed,
preparing to sleep or enjoy themselves with their own or someone else's partner. In this
dilapidated area in the northern suburbs, the darkness felt even more desolate, vast, and decaying, tinged with a sense of bleakness and lurking danger.
Almost everyone
poplar treesat home . During the day, the shade of the trees seemed somewhat vibrant under the sunlight, but at night, only
a few dim streetlights dotted among the rows of trees, their yellowish light making the scene even more gloomy. Further
away it was unknown what lay hidden in the wilderness, the woods, and the vegetable gardens.

Only under a poplar tree next to the bus terminal was there a slight brighter light than elsewhere—
the vendor selling grilled lamb skewers hadn't closed up yet, and the thick smoke rising from his charcoal grill, smoking the half-cooked meat, also
wafted onto a 40-watt light bulb tied to a branch, making the already dim light
flicker and appear indistinct. The vendor selling grilled lamb skewers listlessly grilled a few skewers and some tendon,
yawning . Tiny specks of saliva occasionally landed on the skewers, but the customers wouldn't
notice. It was already late at night; he should have closed up shop by now. He got up early every day to prepare the meat and skewers, and finished in the afternoon...
He was already exhausted, having to stay up until midnight after a short nap. But
two showed no signs of leaving, so he had no choice but to stay. The vendor noticed something
interesting about their conversation.

The two men eating skewers were a tall, short, fat, and thin man. The tall, fat one was a burly Shandong man, looking like a bear,
easily over 1.8 meters tall. The thin man, speaking with a southern accent, was less than 1.6 meters tall and
weighed around . The skewer vendor recognized them. The Shandong man was Old Zhang, who sold meat at the market, and the thin man was
Little Wang, who sold Hangzhou-style steamed buns. They both rented apartments on the ground floor of a dilapidated building and were neighbors.

Both were married. The Shandong man's wife was even taller than him, almost two meters. Almost everyone
who bought meat would glance at her, not because she was beautiful, but because she was tall and strong. Her enormous
breasts stretched her leather apron high, and her large, round buttocks were bigger than a large basin of pig's blood and intestines. The two-meter
-tall large-bottomed, shrewish woman naturally had long legs, but they weren't particularly attractive to the average person. Her thighs were one thing,
but her thick calves were almost as thick as the skinny Xiao Wang's waist. Xiao Wang's wife, like him, was plump and short,
barely 1.6 meters tall. Unlike the large, imposing woman from Shandong, his wife was from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, a region known for its
beautiful women. This woman was considered quite attractive in the market, fair-skinned and petite. She had
a slight squint, which seemed to add to her allure, and because of this, her house was always popular with customers
.

It was puzzling that the two were still eating skewers so late. It wasn't that they weren't going to sleep with his wife, but rather that their
relationship seemed unusual. The skewer vendor didn't live nearby and had only heard rumors. Xiao Wang's wife
was quite a sight in the market, and the burly Shandong man, Old Zhang, naturally had his own
thoughts . Xiao Wang's wife would go to Lao Zhang's house to buy meat, and Lao Zhang would go to Xiao Wang's house
to buy lunch. Sometimes they would flirt a little. One day, Xiao Wang went to buy supplies, and his wife asked Lao Zhang to help fix a light bulb or something. The two went back to their place . Strangely enough, Xiao Wang didn't bring any money and went home to get some. They bumped into each other, and the result was predictable. Xiao Wang started fighting with Lao Zhang. Lao Zhang, feeling guilty, didn't say anything. But Lao Zhang's wife wouldn't have it. She started cursing Xiao Wang's wife, calling her a slut , a vixen, and accusing her of seducing her husband. She even hit Xiao Wang's wife. Xiao Wang also got angry, saying, "Your husband has ruined my wife, and you still have the nerve to talk back?" The two then started fighting. Xiao Wang was as skinny as a monkey, while Lao Zhang's wife was 2 meters tall, strong, and no match for him. Xiao Wang got a beating, pinned down by Lao Zhang's wife , her large, fleshy buttocks almost touching his face. Xiao Wang later said the stench from her crotch almost suffocated him, so he frantically scratched, tearing her clothes and revealing her large, white breasts. He froze when he saw her breasts, and the woman blushed. Suddenly, they stopped fighting . 　　Everyone thought that something like this would at least result in a death, but surprisingly , neither family left, and they didn't even switch houses. They remained neighbors, and their relationship seemed to be getting better. The barbecue vendors also heard that the two families often went out late at night. The houses weren't soundproof, and in such a remote location, everything could be heard. Someone saw Lao Zhang and Xiao Wang going to the toilet late at night and then going into each other 's rooms—a practice popularly known as "wife swapping." 　　Xiao Wang and Lao Zhang's relationship grew increasingly closer. Lao Zhang often stewed meat and ribs, and the two families would eat together. Xiao Wang would also frequently give Lao Zhang's wife things, and they would even give her steamed buns for free. They lived like family, which further confirmed everyone's suspicions. Of course, there was another benefit: Xiao Wang was thin and small, so he was often bumped around , and his wife was also prone to being groped . But later, after Lao Zhang and his wife fought off several thugs who were trying to dine and dash with a cleaver, Xiao Wang and his wife were never bullied again. 　　The kebab vendor saw that the two brothers had been drinking quite late, having already consumed over a dozen bottles of alcohol. At first, when he brought them drinks and meat, they spoke softly, but after a few rounds, and with everyone else gone, they became less reserved. The kebab vendor listened intently by the grill. 　　Lao Zhang picked up his bottle, clinked it against Xiao Wang's, then tilted his head back and took a big gulp, slamming the bottle on the table. "What's wrong, brother? You want to back out?" he asked. 　　Xiao Wang had also drunk quite a bit. He took a swig of wine, shook his head, and exhaled a breath of alcohol, saying, "Brother, this isn't right. 　　" "How is it not right? Isn't it great? Tell me, have I treated you unfairly?" Old Zhang said. 　　"I know you've taken good care of me, but I feel awkward," Xiao Wang said 　　. "Awkward my foot! Didn't you sleep with my wife too?" Old Zhang said angrily. 　　Xiao Wang quickly covered his mouth with his index finger, making a shushing gesture, and whispered, "Brother, you're wrong to say that. What's my wife's appearance like? She's a beauty in our village. I've seen the world in Beijing before I married her, and now , now she's yours." He lowered his head as he spoke. 　　"Fuck your mother!" Old Zhang couldn't control his temper again. Little Wang glared at him, and Old Zhang lowered his voice, saying, "You son of a bitch, I do like your wife. She's fair-skinned, has a soft body, a tight pussy, a nice moaning voice, and is prettier than my wife. But fucking let me put it bluntly, someone like your wife, even if I paid 3..." "Where can't you get 500? But my wife is that tall, do you think you can get her for 3,000 or 5,000? Bro, you're getting a free ride, and you're not happy? Besides, with your skinny frame, how can you make your woman happy? I fuck your wife, she's holding me tight, she's screaming, can you fucking do that?" He glanced at Xiao Wang and burst into laughter 　　. Xiao Wang chuckled twice, clinked his beer bottle against Lao Zhang's, and downed a big gulp, saying, "Brother, we're on this level, stop bragging. My wife said you're no good, you're too big and burly, your dick..." "You're so small, with a big beer belly. You can't even get hard without me sucking you up. My wife thinks you're pretty strong, those big muscles feel good to touch, but your real skill is lacking." 　　Old Zhang picked up a beer bottle as if to hit Xiao Wang, then put it back on the table, saying, "You're talking nonsense! You're so damn good! My wife said that every time you come to my room, she's embarrassed to laugh. You always make her bend over so you can do it from behind. My wife says she's so low you can't even reach, like a dog riding a camel!" 　　Xiao Wang chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law, don't say I'm a dog riding a camel. This dog of mine can satisfy the camel too!"

"The first time I did it with your wife, she was shaking like a leaf, saying she'd never done it before. Tell me, am I
better than you?"

Old Zhang said in a low voice, his face tense. "Don't fucking piss me off, kid. I'm just saying, I'm taking your wife
, what can you do about it? With your skinny frame, what can you do? If I hadn't fucking slept with your wife first and felt guilty,
I'd give her to you too. You're so lucky. How many women in China are 2 meters tall? Your wife is 1.6 meters
, fucking everywhere, isn't that right?"

Little Wang smiled, shook his head, then nodded, saying, "Yes, brother, you're right. I... I fucking took
advantage of you, didn't I?" He finished with a bitter smile, took another swig from the bottle, as if venting his frustration. He burped and said,
"By the way, brother, I'm also wondering how our two families ended up like this. I've heard those students at school
talk wife swapping, and I always thought it was something foreigners did. How did it happen to me? Brother,
I'll never forget the first time I had sex with your wife. Look at my small frame, standing next to her like a child. I
never imagined I could sleep with her."

Old Zhang said, "You're talking nonsense. You Southerners are all cunning. You forgot when you and my wife fought, and
you grabbed my wife's breasts. And the way you two looked at each other, did you think I couldn't see it?" Don't even mention it, without your sister-in-law's consent,
you really wouldn't have this good fortune. That day, I told her everything had happened, my wife and I admitted it, I slept with your wife, and she
could do whatever she wanted with me. I even said, "You can divorce me if you want, whatever you want." Do you know what your sister-in-law said?
She said I was utterly immoral, that I'd cuckolded you, that's the greatest shame for a man. I asked what I could do, and she said she'd make me
cuckold too. I was stunned, thinking she was joking, but my wife took it seriously, saying that besides letting you sleep with her,
there was could make up for it. Damn it, I'm a sharp-eyed person, I immediately said, "You two fight..." "Hey,
Xiao Wang grabbed your breasts, and you were sitting on her head with your butt. Did you have some kind of idea? And you're
acting ? Later, your sister-in-law told me that she likes skinny guys, like playing with a son. We don't have
kids, and she wanted that. So I agreed."

Xiao Wang sighed and said, "Your sister-in-law is a good person." Old Zhang chimed in, "Your sister-in-law is good too."

Old Zhang slapped Xiao Wang on the shoulder, startling him. Old Zhang laughed and said, "Then
what the hell are you thinking? Is your wife unhappy?" Xiao Wang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head vaguely. Old Zhang laughed and
said, "That's settled then. Come on, we've had enough to drink. This meal is on me, damn it. I've had
quite and I'm starting to feel like fucking some women. Let's get the two wives ready and bring them to my place, okay? Boss, the bill!"

The two men, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, walked along arm in arm, swaying. Suddenly, Xiao Wang stopped and said, "
Brother , I need to pee." He tried to run to the toilet, but Old Zhang grabbed him and said, "Why the hell do you need a toilet? Just pee here
and give the tree some fertilizer." The two men spread their legs, pulled out their penises, and started peeing. Xiao Wang glanced at
Old Zhang and said, "Damn, brother, what are you saying? Your little penis is so small you can't even see it when you look down, right? Don't pee on your hands."
Old Zhang slapped Xiao Wang on the back of the head, saying, "I fucking rubbed my mouth against you." He then glanced at Xiao Wang's groin
and said, "Damn, no wonder my wife agreed. You're something else, you've got a good-looking guy." They both laughed, pulled up their pants, and headed back. 　　Along the way, Xiao Wang said, "Brother, if we're talking about women, that woman upstairs is the real deal." 　　"Which one are you talking about? The teacher?" Old Zhang asked. 　　"Brother, you noticed her too? Damn, her looks, her figure, I'd give up ten years of my life for her if I fucked her once." 　　"Damn it, such a beautiful woman—no, what city folks call an elegant young woman," Old Zhang chuckled. "A woman of that high class around here, who wouldn't drool over her? Compared to her, our two wives are nothing . And look at the guy she lives with, he's a lot younger than her." 　　Little Wang said, "I heard that guy is her student. The teacher is married, and the guy is only in his early twenties. They say she's well-maintained; her big, round butt doesn't look like she's unmarried." 　　Old Zhang said, "Really? That woman's a slut, huh? Hahaha, since they're living together, they shouldn't let , damn it!" "Damn it, everyone in our village knows that incest between teachers and students is a serious crime. We're just having a little fun, consider it doing a service to the people!" 　　Xiao Wang quickly waved his hand, saying, "Brother, don't get the idea! No matter how good that woman is, you can't touch her. She 's an intellectual, unlike the women in the village who are afraid to speak up when they're bullied. She doesn't care about such things. If we end up in jail for a moment of pleasure, what will happen to our wives? Besides, this is right next to her school. If we go in, what if that guy gets a bunch of people seeking revenge? Your wife is tall and strong, and my wife is quite attractive." He rolled his eyes. 　　Old Zhang said, "Damn, you're such a coward. Didn't you say that sleeping with that woman would shorten your lifespan by ten years? Even if we slept with her, we wouldn't go to jail for ten years, right? Damn it." Old Zhang was tough on the outside, but to be honest, he was a little scared. 　　The station was quite a distance from the building. The two men, completely drunk and staggering, trudged along in the darkness. 　　Just then, not far behind them, under a streetlamp, a taxi pulled up. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　[7852]

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