【MyGirl: Double-sided Flower】(03) Author: MRnobody

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(Part 3)

The place where I ate with Zhou Lingling was taken by her. This girl knows all the restaurants in the area, big and small
, like the back of her hand. She knows which ones are good and which ones are good value for money. Today we went to a barbecue restaurant. It wasn't
high-end , but it had a small courtyard and the environment was quite nice.

We ordered some things casually, a bottle of beer and a glass of freshly squeezed juice. While waiting for the food,
we started chatting again.

Actually, it's quite strange. It seems that there's always a process between men and women.
Before they have feelings for each other but haven't established a relationship, they always have endless things to talk about. But once they become a couple, it seems that all the time spent talking and communicating is
devoted to sex. That's how it was with Ah Shui and me. I wonder if it will be like that with Zhou Lingling in the future.

She hadn't been to the destination of the business trip before. She had done a lot of research online these past few days. Now she started telling me about the travel plans with
great enthusiasm , as if she wasn't going to work but to have fun. Of course, I wouldn't put
on airs and tell her to prioritize company matters; I just listened to her with a smile, occasionally responding.

I'm rather quiet by nature, and besides, it wasn't my idea to go out, so I wasn't very interested in traveling.

Zhou Lingling talked for a while, probably noticing my waning enthusiasm, and gradually fell silent. After taking a few sips of her drink
, she suddenly looked up and asked me,

"Why have you never asked me out for dinner before?"

"..."

Caught off guard by this question, I didn't know how to answer for a moment, and my expression was probably quite embarrassed.
Seeing my embarrassment, she chuckled a few times and continued,

"When we were assigning positions, General Manager Wu put me under you, and kept telling me all about your good qualities.
It was like we were on a blind date, and I thought it was your idea. But... I've practically told you about every restaurant
in the city , and you've never once suggested we try one together. Looks like
I was just being presumptuous. What? A girl like me isn't good enough for you?"

Zhou Lingling was very straightforward; once she said something, she got straight to the point, without any beating around the bush. I
secretly grumbled about how obvious my boss was, but I still didn't know how to respond. However, seeing
her expectant gaze, I knew I couldn't stay silent any longer:

"How could that be? I just think you're too good for most people."

"Are you just an average person?"

Zhou Lingling laughed, but her tone was aggressive.

"Of course I am, and I'm the really average kind."

I don't know where all my courage went; I felt as flustered as a virgin in front of this girl who was a few years younger than me
.

"What if I said I don't mind you?"

She continued, her gaze growing increasingly intense.

"Hello, here's your grilled meat and grilled tendon."

A waiter suddenly came to my rescue. I smiled at her, then gentlemanly picked up a skewer and placed it on her
plate, ignoring her question.

Okay, actually, I was internally berating myself. Something I'd already made up my mind about, something that
was just a matter of saying one more word, and I chickened out at the crucial moment. That girl across from me…
must be very disappointed now.

I don't know how to explain my behavior. If I had given Zhou Lingling an answer then, maybe
we would have done something else after dinner, maybe she would have come straight back to my place that night.
Many "maybes" became impossible because of my terrible performance. That night, I walked her to her building. She looked at me
for a long time hesitant to speak, finally her expression darkening as she said "Goodbye" and turned to go upstairs. At that moment, I really
had an urge to chase after her and hug her, but I ultimately restrained myself. I don't seem
ready for this sudden shift in our relationship; there's still someone I can't easily let go of.

The office feels much emptier without Zhou Lingling. I work alone, browse
the latest , and scroll through my WeChat Moments in my spare time. Finally, I can sit down and write my novel, but I find
I can't write a single word. So I just stare blankly at the document, my mind a jumbled mess. I remember
Ashui's smile during our last time we made love, and I remember Zhou Lingling's suppressed expression when she said goodbye last night. It's getting more and more
chaotic.

"Have you landed yet? Call me when you land,"

I texted Zhou Lingling, then felt lost again. Actually, I don't know what to say if she
calls —an apology? A confession? Neither seems quite right. I picked up my phone again and saw
Ashui had just posted a status:

" Went for an interview at XX company today. Hope it goes well."

I sighed with a bitter smile. Before I knew it, it was already time for Ashui to graduate. It seemed fate
had bound us together. This company, XX, had once
collaborated with us on a project involving a large sum of money. At the time, I was their representative and spent a considerable amount of time hanging out with one of their high-ranking executives. That guy was
three years older than me and was the boss's son. To extract profits, I used company funds to bribe
him into spending money at those high-end brothels. Although, due to personal preferences, I only paid for some projects
without participating, we could still be considered close friends who had frequented brothels together.

"Hey bro, why are you calling me all of a sudden? Something good you need to help me with?"

I dialed his number, and his ever-present, glib voice came through.

"What do I need to help you with? I need your help with something!"

I replied in my usual business tone, laughing it off.

"Oh? That's unusual. My little temple wouldn't dare trouble you big shots. Just tell me what's wrong!"

His assurance made me feel ashamed. In terms of personal status, I was several levels below him, but our company
's influence in the city far surpassed theirs. Now, using company connections for personal matters could be considered a case of using public office for private gain
.

"Actually, it's nothing major. I heard you're hiring recently, and a relative of an acquaintance went for an interview. Her
name is Zhao Yue. Do you remember her?"

"I don't handle that area, but since you've spoken, I'll go to HR and make an appointment.

But I heard they're hiring all young women this time. What's your relationship with Zhao Yue? Is she really just a
relative?"

"Hey, pretty much. Anyway, it's just a matter of you saying a word, no need to bother finding out so much. By the way
, just do this quietly, don't let her know I helped."

"Oh? Doing good deeds anonymously, either you're noble or you have some ulterior motive. As far as I know,
you're not exactly noble. I'll make you tell me about you and this girl someday!"

"Fine, I'll invite you out another day and talk until you don't want to hear it anymore."

After a few more jokes, I hung up the phone. I knew that guy wasn't really
interested , it was just polite pretense. That's how the world is, what some people can only pray for and
leave to fate, others might see as simple as a fart.

Being able to help Ah Shui was quite gratifying for me. Although the company's salary and benefits
were about the same as welfare in my eyes, it was generally legitimate. If Ah Shui went there, at least she wouldn't be mixed up with some shady characters
. From the time we met, she was by that perverted Song Chen's side, to now, she's striving for an ordinary job
like . I'm so glad her life is finally on the right track, and I deserve
some credit for that.

This outcome finally means I don't have to worry about her so much anymore.

My mood suddenly improved, and I sat there for a while, grinning foolishly, reminiscing about
moments with Ah Shui, and then thinking of another woman—Zhou Lingling. Ah Shui and I have finally come to a complete end,
so does that mean Zhou Lingling and I should also have a new beginning?

Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong…

As if by telepathy, just as I thought of her, I received her call.

"Hello, Lingling…"

I greeted her nervously; this was the first time I hadn't called her Xiao Zhou or Zhou Lingling, but addressed her by her
full name.

"Putting everything else aside, two things: First, I've arrived safely at the airport and will be heading to the hotel soon; second,
go to the company entrance right now and pick up a package for me. Remember to open it and check the contents when you get it back!"

Seemingly oblivious to the change in how I addressed her, Zhou Lingling hurriedly finished her instructions and hung up
. Sigh, it seems that for women, nothing is more important than online shopping…

Well, if I decide to be with her, this will be a part of my future life. I'm in a good mood now , so I
won't argue with her. I got up, went out, went downstairs, and picked up the package.

On the way, I received another WeChat message from Lingling, saying there were eleven items in the package and I needed to open it and
examine each one carefully. I went to get the package, half-laughing and half-crying. I expected it to be huge, but it was actually
a small light bag. I wondered what she had bought to fit eleven items into such a small bag.
Curiosity arose, and I even felt a little excited as I opened the package—and then, I was greatly surprised.

"Xiao Xiang, a friend brought some tea today, take it back to your dad..."

The boss was still in surprise when he pushed the door open and walked in, talking to himself. Of course, as
someone from the older generation, his surprise when he saw the scattered pile of things on my table was even greater than mine. So much so that he
didn't even finish his sentence, simply placing the can of tea on the table and silently walking out.

"Mr. Wu, this... I can explain... no, I can't explain. Anyway, thank you on behalf of my dad!"

I said halfway through, feeling that bringing up Zhou Lingling would only make things more difficult, so I bravely took
the blame.

"Oh..." The shopkeeper responded somewhat blankly, then looked at me solemnly, "Xiao Xiang, I need
you to promise me that you didn't buy these things for yourself."

"Absolutely not!"

"Okay. Then... I won't bother you anymore." As

soon as he left, I rushed over and locked the door, then turned around weakly to face the table
with nine pairs of stockings and two pairs of underwear—one of which was open-crotch...

"Did you pick up the package?"

My phone received another message from Zhou Lingling at just the right time.

"Yes."

I replied quickly, but didn't say much, then picked up a pair of stockings and examined them.

Unlike the solid-color, high-end stockings Zhou Lingling usually wore, these looked less well-made, but
the designs were much more intricate. Almost every pair was decorated with sequins, beads, jacquard, or garter belts.
One of the two lace panties, as I mentioned before, was open-crotch, while the other had a string of
white artificial pearls adorning the crotch, especially the particularly large one in the center. If a woman were wearing these panties
, that large pearl would undoubtedly be stuck perfectly in…

Damn! This girl really dares to play games!

“Did you check the goods for me?”

Zhou Lingling texted again. I could already imagine her typing away on her phone, grinning
mischievously.

“Checking them now,”

I replied, my playful side ignited.

“Could you also help me see which one would look better on me?”

Damn, I couldn't even last one round. Looking at those things that clearly looked more like sex toys than clothes,
imagining them on Zhou Lingling, I shamefully adjusted my own panties.

"You can only tell when you're wearing it!"

"Okay, I'll try it on for you when I get back."

I'm bold, and she's even bolder. These days, you can be shameless just because you can't see someone's face online.

"Are you trying to seduce me?"

"It's best to keep these things to yourself."

Damn! I'm at my wit's end, or rather, she's already driving me crazy. That's right, this is the kind of woman who can arouse my
desire . Even Ah Shui never gave me this feeling!

"Lingling, when you come back… let's change our identity."

I took a few deep breaths and solemnly typed those words.

"Change our identity? Boss, are you going to promote me and give me a raise?"

This time, she's playing dumb with me. I silently thought, "Promote you? More like give me my genitals!" Then
I replied fiercely:

"Want a promotion? Let me take advantage of you first!"

"Huh? If I'm going to take advantage of you, shouldn't I go to Mr. Wu? Going to you... the reward is too small, right? (chuckles)"

"Mr. Wu is my uncle, I'll handle this!"

I made a pointless joke, but I was anxious inside, yet I was also kind of enjoying it.

"Oh? There's this connection? No wonder he's so concerned about you, no wonder
I'm the one working so hard every day, but you're always the one getting praise and rewards. This wicked society based on relationships..."

"Zhou Lingling, I like you, be my girlfriend!"

Not knowing where she'd lead me if I kept going, I decided to confess directly. As I typed "I
like you," I remembered the document Ah Shui sent me that night, paused for a moment, and then immediately
banished her from my mind.

"Oh! Finally, you've said it! Didn't you want to bottling it up?"

After anxiously waiting a few minutes, I received this answer that made me both laugh and cry. I froze, then
realized she was expressing her dissatisfaction with my attempt to change the subject last night.

"Girl, I, Li, have been a seasoned player in the dating scene for so many years, confessing and being confessed to countless times, but this is the first time
I've seen someone accept a confession this way. I admire you! You woman, I'm taking you!"

"Accept? You wish! You wasted a year of my youth, thinking you can
win me over by spending some data and typing a few words? Let me tell you, if I don't have a formal, touching confession when I get back,
we'll remain just colleagues!"

Go away! At this point, it's practically the same as being in a relationship. I can
understand Two people of this age, yet they've kept a simple, easily explained relationship
hidden like those budding teenagers in school. When it's finally time to open it up, there should be
some commotion. Besides, a love that begins with romance is something a woman should
have.

I've never experienced a long-distance relationship, nor an online relationship. With Ashui, we're too close, so
it doesn't count as . Therefore, this is the first time I've experienced this feeling.

What does it feel like? It's like meeting a girl online, seeing her photos and videos, and being absolutely thrilled with
everything . You then spend a year meticulously pursuing her and finally win her over. She likes
you, is willing to do anything with you, and your "long spear" can finally penetrate the goddess's private parts. But, you have to wait!

When you were flirting with her, you probably didn't think too much about it, and didn't have high expectations. Although a single word from her could make you
hard for ages, you could control yourself. When you couldn't hold back, you'd masturbate, and once your penis was soft, it was over. You
'd sleep continue flirting. But once you've succeeded, she tells
you, "Let's meet up," and sets a specific time in a week. Then… that week becomes unbearable.

Masturbation won't solve the problem, fantasizing won't solve the problem. You know that meeting in a week will
be absolutely electrifying, you've prepared everything for it, you imagine what an exciting
scene it will be, you're restless, you can't sleep all night, you wish you could take the clock off the wall and make the hour hand spin
168 times, but time just ticks by so slowly, no matter how much you anticipate that moment
.

Maybe the analogy isn't quite right, but that's how I spent the week Zhou Lingling was away on her business trip.

Before I confessed, it was fine, but after I actually confessed, and I could almost say I succeeded, it felt like I was
suddenly back more than ten years ago, when I was still a naive young virgin,
and that's how much I anticipated my pen pal from the same city when she first agreed to meet me. Of course, that experience didn't end perfectly, no, it should be
said that it was quite painful, after all, when a girl tells you she weighs 90 and you think she said jin (a Chinese unit of weight)
, but she actually said kilograms, such a beautiful misunderstanding, it's hard for the story to have a happy ending.

But this time is different. I know Zhou Lingling doesn't weigh 180 pounds, and I know
how alluring she is. If I were still a virgin, even a casual
chat my desires through imagination are long gone. No amount of sweet talk
online can compare to a hug or a kiss. Speaking of which, I remember that guy who recently traveled thousands of miles to meet a weirdo girlfriend, actually arranged to meet her months later, maintaining the relationship entirely through online sweet talk. I really don't know how he managed to resist. Sorry for rambling on. You can think of it as my hormones suddenly surging and causing my endocrine system to be out of balance. In short—I fucking want Zhou Lingling to come back ! This was the week I paid the least attention to Ah Shui since we met, only seeing from her WeChat Moments that she passed her interview . I already knew this, and hesitated for a moment whether to congratulate her, but ultimately decided against it. Now, my mind was entirely on Zhou Lingling. Deep down, I knew that unless something serious went wrong , that woman would be the last woman I ever had. Finally, finally, finally, this day had arrived. The car speeding along the airport expressway carried me, as nervous as a prostitute on her first client. Time passed at a leisurely pace, the driver drove at a leisurely pace, my palms sweating , my eyes glued to the road signs flashing by, anxiously heading towards the girl I hadn't seen , yet whose relationship with me had already undergone a complete transformation. This, damn it, this feeling of "absence makes the heart grow fonder"! The car stopped in front of the terminal, the announcement of flights came over the loudspeaker. I got out, staring at the exit of the terminal, counting the constantly changing seconds on the LCD screen. Zhou Lingling finally appeared. I spotted her immediately. She wasn't in her uniform, just a simple white t-shirt, tight jeans , a large suitcase, and a light blue shawl with tassels. Damn, are shawls fashionable these days? I couldn't help but think of Ah Shui, but only for a fleeting moment. Zhou Lingling saw me too. Her previously calm face suddenly broke into a bright smile, then turned to confusion. "This girl, is she really that surprised to see me? What's with that expression?" The boss standing next to me muttered sullenly at Zhou Lingling's dramatic change in expression. "Hello, Mr. Wu, I... I didn't expect you to come in person." Approaching us with slight embarrassment, Zhou Lingling seemed completely unprepared for this situation . "Don't be so polite. We're all family now."

The boss said something pointedly, something that would have made Zhou Lingling laugh at me if I'd said it,
but at this moment she could only offer a standard, insincere smile.

"Alright, you two chat for a bit, I'm going to the restroom."

The third wheel seemed to have a built-in teleportation function, wisely leaving after emitting its light and heat. Zhou Lingling immediately spread
her hands at me, her lips moving slightly. I felt she was making a great effort to swallow
back the "what the fuck" she was about to say. She asked me,

"That's it? You think the best way to win me over is to bring the boss over to pick me up personally?"

"Otherwise? What are you imagining? Roses? A diamond ring? A kneeling confession?"

I looked at her expression, feeling a little smug, but mostly uncertain and anxious. Finally,
I didn't dare continue playing around before she got angry. Before she could reply, I pulled the thin piece of
paper from my pocket and stuffed it into her hand.

"This is…"

She slowly unfolded it, then looked up at me in disbelief.

"A letter of appointment as sales manager." I shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "This position was originally reserved for me by my uncle,
and it took me a week to convince him. From now on, you'll be my boss. Don't worry about me bullying you,
or using work to pressure you. You can yell at me anytime, for work or personal reasons
. Can you accept this kind of confession?"

"You..."

Zhou Lingling couldn't finish her sentence. Her fingers trembled with excitement, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Everything was just as I had predicted. I opened my arms to her, knowing she would throw herself into my embrace the next second
...

"Xiao Xiang, do you have any toilet paper?"

What goes around comes around. My dear boss could have built this situation for me,
but could also destroy it in an instant with a single, jarring remark.

"Uncle, there's toilet paper in the airport restrooms."

Zhou Lingling faced me, her back to him, her face twisted with a mixture of gratitude and amusement.
I suppressed the anger churning in my chest and spoke to him in as calm a tone as possible.

"Oh, I'm a little afraid of heights and have never flown before. Sorry, you two continue your conversation."

The boss, realizing his embarrassment, turned and left again. I opened my arms to
Zhou Lingling again.

"Oh, right! Little Zhou!"

"What the..."

This time, I almost swore at the boss who had run back again.

"Yes, Mr. Wu, what's up?"

The girl, probably bursting with suppressed laughter, turned to face the boss.

"You must have had a tough business trip, and you've also changed positions. Even though the office won't change, the job
content is different, so on behalf of the company, I'm giving you a week off to rest and recuperate.
Being a leader in a company is tough too."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Wu!"

Zhou Lingling bowed respectfully to the boss.

"As for you!" After putting on a smiling face, the boss's expression
changed . "Don't think I don't understand English! Even if I don't, I know what you just said wasn't nice!

Anyway, sign this, and then you can leave with your manager!"

He pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and tossed it to me. I glanced at it and almost wanted to hug and kiss him
.

Damn it! The boss even wrote my leave application! He's like my uncle!

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