【A Dream Without a Trace】(11) Author: xiaoyaoii

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Chapter Eleven: Background

Seeing Xiaoli sleeping so soundly, I decided not to disturb her anymore. I picked up the blanket, gently
covered her legs, turned around, opened the door, and glanced back. Sigh, the blanket was on the floor again. Oh well.

I went to the dining table and slowly started tidying up. Everything else was fine, except there were still rice grains on the floor. I couldn't sweep them up,
or they would all get stuck. I put the vegetables in the refrigerator first, without sealing it, since it was already 4:30. Then I
put the bowls and chopsticks in the sink next to the stove, soaked them in water, and added some dish soap. After so long, some rice grains
had stuck to the edges of the bowls, so I could only soak them for a while before washing them. I turned back to clean the dining table. The last step was to clean up the rice grains
on the floor . I could only use a rag to slowly wipe them. There weren't many, but they were too scattered. After a while,
I checked carefully again to make sure there were no more rice grains before washing the rag and letting it dry.

The clothes were already tumble-drying. After washing the dishes and hanging the clothes to dry, I finally looked in the mirror and saw my
face was already a bit swollen.

I don't usually freeze ice, and with my children not home, there weren't any cold drinks or popsicles. I looked around and
found a piece of frozen, hard pork, so that was all I could do. I found a plastic bag, cleaned it, put the pork in,
and then stuck it to my face. Peeled it off—it felt so good! However, this cold compress made my teeth
start to , a dull ache.

Then it dawned on me: toothache! Yes, this toothache is intermittent, and a swollen face from a toothache is understandable, as long as you say
the order correctly, no one will consider where the pain started. I'm not lying to you, my dear, it's up to you
how you ask. I

was really desperate, this was the only way. I even found it ridiculous—an old man with a piece of pork
stuck to his face, walking back and forth—this idea could be in a movie.

Sitting by the coffee table, I touched my water glass; it was already a bit cold. I got up to get some hot water, but
then I thought, "I can't drink hot water like this anyway." I slowly took a sip of the cool water, leaned back
on the sofa, and started thinking about everything that had happened today. What a mess! I closed my eyes to calm myself, but then I remembered
the scene on the bed in the bedroom, so I quickly opened them again. I sat up and switched the pork to the other side of my face. Gradually, the burning
sensation lessened.

A greasy feeling appeared, so I put the pork back in the refrigerator. I felt very tired today, something I hadn't
felt in a long time. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep on the sofa.

After what seemed like an eternity, I felt a throbbing pain and a slight itch on my face. I touched it, still not wanting to open
my eyes. The sensation returned, and I ran my hand over it, feeling something fuzzy. Reluctantly
, I opened my eyes and saw a pair of large, bright eyes staring at me curiously. This startled me
. I sat up abruptly, feeling sore all over, my teeth a little soft and tingling. I moved my neck, and
slowly my vision cleared. In front of me was a person, hunched over, holding a strand of hair, staring with wide
eyes, a curious smile on their lips.

I wasn't in the mood to banter with this girl anymore. I looked at Xiao Li; her clothes were
wrinkled , and she still looked a little tired, though much more normal.
Seeing me get up, she stopped hunching over, stretched lazily,
and let out a long sigh.

"Uncle, how did I end up sleeping here? How long have I been asleep?" "You're asking me? Think about it yourself." I felt a little helpless and
deliberately raised my voice. After tormenting me for so long, you actually asked me why? Aren't you just asking for trouble? "

Oh, I'll think about it later. Right now, I feel like I'm still sleepwalking. I feel like a lot of things happened, but I just
can't remember them." Xiao Li said as he went down to the bathroom and closed the door. I tried to get up too. I felt
like I had just dozed off, but I felt uncomfortable all over. I couldn't get up the first time, but then I tried again and finally stood
up . I twisted my waist and shook my head. My joints made a crisp cracking sound.
After a snap in my neck, I felt much better.

I went to the kitchen, washed my face, but only splashed some water on it. I didn't dare rub it because it still hurt. I used some tissues
to dry it. I went to the mirror in the bedroom and looked at my face. It was much better. The handprint had disappeared,
but still a little purplish-red and swollen.

A moment later, the landline rang. I turned to answer it; it was my old buddy, whom I'd arranged to play cards with, calling to urge me to come.
I glanced at my watch; it was almost 7 o'clock, still bright outside, so I hadn't paid much attention to the time. I could only
apologize to my buddy, saying my face and tooth ached and I couldn't make it. He laughed and scolded me on the phone, "You old man, you've
got so much to do these days! And now you have a toothache? Take some painkillers. A toothache isn't a disease, but it can be excruciating!"
I just brushed him off, saying I'd eat later, and hung up.

After hanging up, I took some food from the refrigerator. There wasn't much left from lunch; heating it up wouldn't be enough for two people. I
fried a few eggs and stir-fried some rice with scallions. Xiaoli ate two bowls of rice by herself for lunch;
I barely ate anything, leaving quite a bit. I felt hungry now.

After finishing everything and tidying up, I put the food away and started eating myself. Xiaoli came
out after a while, noticeably more energetic. Seeing me eating, she came over, sat down, and watched me eat. I
gave her a disgruntled look. "Aren't you going to eat anything?" I said. Xiaoli shook her head, then rested her chin on her hand and just stared at me. I
ignored her and ate heartily. After finishing, I tidied up, poured myself a glass of water, sat down at the coffee table, turned on the TV, and
continued watching the news.

Strangely, this girl was much quieter. Usually quite talkative, but seeing I ignored her, she didn't say anything, then
sat down next to me, still staring at me. I couldn't pretend anymore. I really didn't know what the TV was saying; I
just felt uncomfortable being stared at. It made me uneasy.

I put down the remote and turned back to stare at Xiaoli. We just stared at each other, neither of us saying a word. Xiaoli
watched , then slowly picked up the remote from the coffee table, changing channels as she said, "I think I remembered
something from this afternoon, but it feels like a dream. I remember I couldn't hold it in anymore and went to the bathroom, and then
there were some other things vaguely, but I don't know if it was a dream." The girl seemed to blush,
highlighted by the flickering television screen .

I coughed a few times without realizing it. What could I say? She remembered, so be it. I couldn't explain it; I couldn't even explain it
myself , let alone her. I didn't respond to her. I glanced at my watch, stood up, took
a few apples from the refrigerator, washed them, and put them in a fruit bowl.

Xiaoli reached for one and started eating. I looked at her. "Why are you so tired today?
Where's your husband?" I tried to change the subject; it was awkward.

Apparently, after resolving the issue with the property management at noon, Xiaoli and her husband left. It was the weekend, and they had plenty of time;
they should have gone home or gone out. But while they were confronting the property management, Xiao Song received a call from the company
asking her to work overtime and return to the office immediately for important matters. Seeing Xiaoli arguing with the property management, Xiao Song didn't leave
immediately . She stayed until the matter was resolved and she was out of the complex when the company called again, forcing her to take a taxi back to the office.
Xiao Li had
work overtimeoriginally , she became furious and gave him a cold shoulder. Xiao Song tried to coax her as he left,
but to little avail, so she had no choice but to go to the company. The most important issue for the young couple right now was money. They
still had a lot of debt, and their elderly parents had no income. They had to
pay it all off . Although their salaries weren't low, they couldn't afford to slack off at work; their job was their only source of income,
and any slight disturbance made them anxious.

Xiao Li was angry, but she understood; it was just a momentary outburst. She
ignored simply turned off her phone, and went to a restaurant to eat. She wasn't in the mood to eat, and after ordering some food,
she felt tired after sitting for a while. It was hot outside, but the restaurant's air conditioning was practically free,
making Xiao Li shiver. Before the food was even ready, Xiao Li paid the bill and left, unable to eat anything.

Wandering aimlessly, she reached the park entrance and sat for a while under the shade of a tree. The
air conditioning had cooled her down, leaving her feeling cold; the sudden change in temperature left her feeling utterly weak. Normally,
Xiao Li handled the renovations, leaving Xiao Song with no time. Adding to this, the property management's interference had irritated her
. These combined factors made her feel overwhelmed; fatigue overwhelmed her, leaving
her feeling utterly powerless.

After sitting for a while, she felt sleepy, but knew she couldn't sleep here. Her mind was too numb to think. She
unconsciously found herself at her door. Reaching the third floor had left her completely exhausted.
She braced her head against the security door and knocked, but after a while, no one answered. She straightened up, swayed slightly, and pressed
the doorbell.

The door suddenly opened, but she felt all her strength drain away. It was as if the doorway was her fortress,
a place of safety, comfort, and carefree joy. So, she collapsed. Something blocked her way,
cool and comfortable, but its presence against her chest made her feel uncomfortable. She straightened up,
looked at the person inside the door, and then smelled the aroma of food—a familiar scent that instantly made her hungry.
The hunger was intense. Ignoring the person in front of her, she went straight in, glanced at the food, and
only one word occupied her mind: eat.

She felt only the food and dishes; she couldn't even taste them anymore. She didn't drink any water until she felt
she couldn't eat anymore. Her stomach was full, and she felt even more tired. Drowsiness washed over her, but the water made her
feel an intense urge to urinate. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she felt she couldn't hold it any longer. She wanted to go to
the bathroom , but she couldn't get up. She could only squeeze her legs together, then opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. Her mind was too numb
to think; she could only ask for help. She said something, then closed her eyes again to rest. But it felt like
an eternity passed; no one helped her. She opened her eyes and saw the person staring at her. Too weak to do anything,
she could only tug at them.

She felt a pair of rough hands lift her up, and then she felt warmth on her arms and stomach.

A moment later, she felt her stomach being scraped twice, which was a little uncomfortable, so she protested with a slight groan.

When she felt she was about to burst, she could only try to tighten her legs, and her body was
trembling . Thankfully, she felt herself moving, the sound of a door opening, and then she didn't know where she was sitting
. Sitting there felt so good; drowsiness overwhelmed her.

A cool sensation on her face made her feel a little angry. She was almost asleep; who was this?
She tried to open her eyes, but couldn't fully open them. It seemed like the person in front of her was saying something, but it was very blurry. After a while
, the same feeling returned to her face. She got angry, opened her eyes wide, and wanted to see who it was. But the
person was still saying something, though she clearly heard a few words: "toilet." Yes, she realized she needed to pee. Once she
realized it, she couldn't hold it in any longer and had to take care of it immediately. A force instantly pulled her
up , and she used her hands to pull down her pants, but she couldn't open her legs wide enough to avoid
peeing on them. She swayed her body and pulled them down as far as she could. It felt good. She opened her legs and stood up
, but she felt a little unsteady. She paused for a few seconds, then finally sat down again. A warm flow came from her body,
making her feel uncontrollable. It felt so good, so good. Her consciousness gradually faded, and slowly she felt
nothing at all.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she felt a slap on her buttocks. It must be her husband. Did he
want it again? She wanted to tell him she was too tired and couldn't do it anymore. She felt wet down there and wanted
him to wipe her. A voice told her to bear it. That wasn't her husband's voice. It didn't matter; she could just
endure it . She slowly drifted off to sleep again. But then she felt something rubbing her clitoris, once, twice. She felt
a little angry again, but her vagina felt warm and started to secrete fluid. She wanted to say she couldn't do this anymore,
but she couldn't speak. She could only make small sounds to protest and try to break free to go to sleep. The movement
didn't stop. She felt her vagina was wet, and fluid was starting to flow onto her underwear. She didn't want to break free anymore. If she
wanted it so badly, she would give in. Unable to open her eyes, she could only use all her strength to twist and turn, trying to tell him, "Don't
torture me anymore, come in." Did she want it that badly?

Last night, Xiaoli and Xiaosong were able to rest together, a rare treat. After dinner, they went downstairs for a stroll before going
back upstairs. Since getting married, Xiaosong has been busy every day, except for the initial period before the wedding, they spent all their time making love.
Besides, Xiao Song had been working overtime constantly, making it difficult for Xiao Li to truly enjoy the intimacy of their relationship. Although she knew
Xiao Song was doing it for their future, the physical sensations were still very uncomfortable. Every night, seeing her
husband fall asleep beside her, Xiao Li could only suppress her physical desires and relieve herself.

Masturbation only worked for a while; after a long time, it could no longer satisfy Xiao Li's
needs. So, on this rare day when she could see Xiao Song rest, she went home, washed herself
thoroughly sprayed on Xiao Song's favorite perfume, and put on her sexiest nightgown—without underwear—before walking up
to Xiao Song.

As a young man, Xiao Song was most eager for sex. Seeing Xiao Li standing before him like this, his
desire was aroused. He immediately embraced her and responded to her. Xiao Li couldn't control herself. When her husband
kissed her lips, she felt a warm flow from her vagina. The feeling was so good, so long-lost.

Xiao Li used all her strength to straddle Xiao Song, responding to him.

They kissed passionately until Xiao Song felt his thighs were soaked with sweat, then
he released Xiao Li, reaching out to touch her genitals, which were completely overflowing. He quickly removed
all his clothes, laid Xiao Li flat on the bed, leaned over, touched her genitals,
tentatively , and was about to penetrate her.

Xiao Li gently swayed her hips, causing his penis to deviate slightly. She got up and touched Xiao Song
's face, saying, "Honey, go take a shower."

Xiao Song looked at the beautiful woman before him, then at the alluring, slightly parted opening, nodded, ran to
the bathroom, washed himself for two minutes, and then quickly ran back. Seeing Xiao Song
running back and forth with his erect penis, Xiao Li smiled.

Seeing Xiao Li's smile, Xiao Song was satisfied. He gently pulled Xiao Li to the edge of the bed, placed her
beautiful legs on his shoulders, then parted her labia majora and slowly inserted his penis.

"Ah~" A satisfied groan began today's battle. Xiao Song entered, feeling
like he was about to ejaculate with each thrust, because Xiao Li's inside was so tight, and there was a small, fleshy opening that made him feel a force sucking his penis
with each stroke .

"Ah... um~, husband, you're so good," Xiao Li released her instincts, her whole body flushed,
the fullness below making her unable to stop.

The room was filled with spring, two people in love engaging in the most primal human communication, sex born of love, Xiao Li
felt extremely satisfied, streams of heat flowing out, slowly passing through her pink anus and onto the bed.

Piston-like movements allowed the two to release their pent-up desires.

"Ah, husband, I can't take it anymore," Xiao Li suddenly let out a sharp groan, and with this sound, her
vagina began to involuntarily contract, sucking in the filling inside.

Feeling this force, Xiao Song, who had been about to climax, finally couldn't hold back any longer, suddenly accelerating
his thrusts, using all his strength to attack.

With two soft "ahs" and "uhs," Xiaoli felt a liquid gushing from her body, along with
several warm currents entering her.

The now-soft penis slid out of Xiaoli's body, and a man pressed down on her, savoring
the pleasure of orgasm. The two fell asleep in each other's arms.

The best communication between husband and wife is through sex; after a mutually satisfying sexual encounter, their feelings for each other
are elevated. The previous unpleasantness vanished instantly.

After an unknown amount of time, the orgasm subsided. Xiaoli looked at the sleeping man beside her and gently hugged him. She did
n't say she wanted another time, because she had been suppressing her desires for too long, but she held back, unwilling to hurt the one she loved for her own
desires .

After the night's intimacy, Xiaoli felt particularly sensitive. Seeing her husband's sleeping face in the morning
filled her with happiness. She got up to make something to eat, but then gave up, knowing that even
cracking would be a challenge for her.

Having achieved physical satisfaction, the couple got up early,
excited . After having some breakfast, they were originally going to the furniture market, but Xiao Song, feeling sorry for Xiao Li, accompanied
her shopping instead. It wasn't until they received a call from the property management that the subsequent events occurred.

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