[Urban] Jade Unicorn Legend: Mother and Daughter Hunters (Complete) - 16-18

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The waitress

explained to us, “The water in these baths is drawn directly from underground hot springs. An advanced automatic control system maintains the perfect temperature and excellent water quality. Furthermore, the water undergoes several filtration processes before reaching the baths, removing all harmful substances. So you can soak in the hot springs with complete peace of mind; it won't harm your health no matter how long you soak. On the contrary, because the spring water contains many beneficial minerals, soaking longer will be even more beneficial.”

She then said to Yu Yi, Ruolan, and the others, “Beautiful ladies, the hot springs here can make girls' skin smoother. You must try it!”

“Really? We definitely have to try it!” Yingying exclaimed excitedly. It seems that women's pursuit of beauty is endless; even this little girl Yingying is so enthusiastic. Although Yu Yi, Yu Mei, and the others didn't speak, I knew from their eager expressions that their enthusiasm was probably even greater than Yingying's.

The waitress pointed to the LCD screen on the opposite wall and said, "That LCD screen is connected to our resort's closed-circuit television system. Besides receiving almost all domestic satellite TV channels, it also offers VOD on-demand services. Our resort has prepared thousands of classic domestic and international films for our guests. In addition, families can sing karaoke together." "

Wow, that's so advanced!" Ya Shi exclaimed in surprise.

The waitress smiled slightly and said, "Of course, this deluxe suite isn't called that for nothing. Although the cost per night is relatively high, it's definitely worth it." After showing us the bedrooms on the second floor, she asked with a smile, "Are you all satisfied? Do you have any other requests?"

I glanced at the women and shook my head slightly, saying, "We have no complaints, but we'd like to know what other services you offer?"

"Oh, it's like this..." The waitress picked up something like a brochure from the table and handed it to me, saying, "Our services are comprehensive. This brochure details all the services we provide, along with the pricing for each service. In addition, this booklet also details the various leisure and vacation programs offered by the resort, as well as some precautions. You can take a look carefully. If you need anything, you can call the service desk anytime; there's someone on duty 24 hours a day."

"Oh, thank you then. We have nothing else." After seeing the waitress off, I lay heavily on the comfortable and soft bed, almost moaning with pleasure.

Yu Yi looked around and exclaimed, "Uh, tell me, how much does it cost to build a resort like this?"

"I bet it'll cost tens of millions," Ruolan said confidently. "I wonder who the owner of this resort is, and why he thought of building such a high-end resort?"

"Who is he? A rich person, the kind who has money to burn," Yu Mei rolled her eyes at me, who was lazily lying on the big bed, and said with a slight reproach, "Lin, I think you're a bit too rich. You just made some money in the stock market and you've already forgotten who you are. In my opinion, we shouldn't waste money like this, staying in a luxury suite."

I sat up from the bed with a smile, reached out and pulled Yu Mei in front of me, and asked with a smile, "Mei, do you and Yi think I look like one of those nouveau riche who got rich overnight?"

Yu Yi laughed and replied, "I think I do. We've all lived through hard times, why should we try to act like rich people? Lin, don't think Mei and I are being nosy."

"How could that be?" I laughed and pulled Yu Yi to my side, holding both girls' hands in my palms. "You two can rest assured. I've been through a lot, would I be so shallow as to put on airs? I just think we came here specifically for the hot springs, it would be a waste not to soak in them properly. Although there are many other recreational activities here, those can be found elsewhere, but the hot springs are unique here. Considering the hot spring bath in the lobby, I think the thousand-plus yuan was well spent."

"So, according to you, we should just soak in the water without doing anything, otherwise wouldn't that be a waste?" Yu Mei teased with a laugh.

I smiled slightly and looked at the three girls. "That's what I'd like to do, but the girls definitely won't agree, so I'll give the decision-making power to the three girls. They can decide what to do. Anyway, we have plenty of time to soak in the hot springs tonight."

Ya Shi, Ruo Lan, and Ying Ying readily agreed, chattering away for a while, and quickly finalized our itinerary for the next two days.

This afternoon, we first went cave exploration. Due to the limestone geological structure, a hollow cave was formed inside the mountain adjacent to the resort. The limestone deposition created a unique natural landscape, so everyone who comes here wants to see it. After cave exploration, if there's still time, we'll go rollerblading at the ice rink; and in the evening, of course, we'll soak in the hot springs.

Tomorrow's plan is to go hiking and then ride the slide down. Yingying originally wanted to suggest bungee jumping, but Ruolan and Yashi rejected it; neither of them has Yingying's courage.

Speaking of which, this resort is quite modern, with facilities for various common sports, such as an ice rink, bowling alley, badminton, table tennis, billiards, and a gym, which aligns well with the current trend of "healthy leisure."

After lunch, we enthusiastically went to explore the cave. Following a man-made stone path, we wandered through the maze-like cave for over three hours before emerging, and everyone felt a little unsatisfied. Seeing the magnificent sights formed by the hanging stalactites, one couldn't help but marvel at the wonders of nature's artistry, while also feeling an overwhelming sense of insignificance.

We came out of the cave at four o'clock in the afternoon. Seeing that we still had time, we went to the ice rink as planned.

The ice rink wasn't crowded; only a few people were skating, more than the spectators. Since Yu Yi and Yu Mei didn't want to skate, I reluctantly took the three girls in—though it was my first time doing it myself! But as soon as I got to the rink, I was amused. Seeing the three girls' performance, I realized that apart from Ruolan who had some basic skills, Yingying and Yashi were even clumsier than me. I wondered what made them decide to roller skate; maybe they wanted to try something new they'd never done before.

Although it was also my first time roller skating, I'm a martial arts practitioner, so my stance is very stable. And for sports like skiing and skating, mastering your center of gravity is crucial. So, despite my clumsy movements, I quickly got the hang of it.

Ruolan skates a bit better than me, but I noticed her control isn't very strong, so she doesn't dare to skate too fast. Yashi and Yingying, on the other hand, are practically struggling, falling repeatedly. In desperation, they have to ask Ruolan and me for help: "Dad, Ruolan, don't just skate yourselves, help us too!"

After some effort, I slowly skating with Yashi, while Ruolan struggled with Yingying as well. Only Yumei and Yuyi on the sidelines seemed completely relaxed, frequently bursting into loud laughter at our antics. However, none of the four of us on the rink had time to argue with the two girls, because a slight misstep could lead to a fall.

Perhaps because she inherited my athletic talent, Yingying is clearly more athletic; under Ruolan's guidance, she quickly caught up, while Yashi still couldn't. Watching Ruolan and Yingying make funny faces as they skated past us, Ya Shi couldn't help but feel a little discouraged and sighed, "Dad, I'm such a stupid girl. Look how quickly Yingying can skate, but I still can't."

I smiled and encouraged her, "Don't belittle yourself like that. Yingying is a tomboy, so naturally she's more athletic. There's no need to be discouraged." I pointed at Ruolan and Yingying, who were skating faster and faster, and said, "Look at those two, they haven't even learned to walk yet and they're already trying to run. We'll see when they fall and make a fool of themselves, then we'll give them a good laugh and see if they're still so smug

." "Mm," Yashi nodded emphatically,

a knowing smile on her face. Seeing Ruolan leading Yingying skating quickly towards us, Yashi and I stood still. Seeing Yingying's mischievous yet smug smile as she approached, I couldn't help but shake my head inwardly. But before I could finish shaking my head, something unexpected happened. A young man skating past Ruolan and Yingying at high speed. Yingying was probably jolted, losing her balance, which caused Ruolan to lose her balance as well. The two of them wobbled and rushed towards where Yashi and I were standing.

"Get out of the way!" Actually, even without Yingying shouting, Yashi and I knew we should dodge, but where could we find a spot in such a short time? So Ruolan and Yingying, like two fleshy bombs, crashed straight into Yashi and me.

I only felt a fragrant, delicate body slam into my arms, and then I was knocked flat on my back, sliding forward a distance with the body in my arms before stopping. The body in my arms continued to lurch forward due to inertia, and then I felt a sudden darkness before my eyes, and a beautiful face covered my face, followed by two soft lips covering my lips with a crisp "pop."

It sounds like a long story, but the whole process only lasted for a brief moment. I stared blankly at the beautiful face so close to mine, only to see Ruolan's equally blank expression. For a moment, we were both wide-eyed, forgetting to separate our lips, still locked in a kiss, until the laughter around us reached our ears clearly.

Ruolan's face flushed crimson almost instantly. Embarrassed and flustered, she tried to get up from me, but she forgot she was still wearing roller skates. The result was predictable: my body once again cushioned her fall, and Ruolan tumbled back into my arms.

"Ha...ha...ha..." Yingying's unrestrained laughter was infuriating. She was the culprit behind this awkward situation, and she had the nerve to laugh, louder than anyone else! She deserved a spanking.

As I was thinking this, Ruolan, who had fallen on me again, scrambled up in embarrassment. Sitting on the ground, she frantically untied her roller skates, her face flushed, and fled amidst the laughter of the crowd. No wonder she was shy; in front of everyone, she had inexplicably given me a loud kiss. How could this innocent young girl bear it?

As for me, my feelings were different. Although it happened in front of everyone, I felt no embarrassment whatsoever. This wasn't because my skin was so thick it couldn't be penetrated by bullets, but because my heart was completely open. Let them laugh; what did it matter to me? As the saying goes, a gentle breeze caresses the face without leaving a trace; rain washes the body without bringing coolness.

As I got up from the ground, I saw Yingying still clinging to Yashi, laughing incessantly, completely oblivious to the situation. I couldn't help but glare at her and say, "It's all your fault! How dare you laugh?" Only then did she force herself to laugh and pull Yashi over to help me brush the dust off. Seeing the two girls' strange expressions as they tried to suppress their laughter, I couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Fine, laugh if you want to, it'll only make me angrier."

"Giggle...giggle...giggle..." Seeing the two girls laughing so hard they looked like they were about to choke, I shook my head helplessly.

At this moment, Yuyi also came to my side, looking us up and down, and asked with concern, "Did you hurt yourselves anywhere?"

I glanced at the two girls who couldn't stop laughing, shook my head slightly, and said, "No, let's go back."

"Where's Ruolan?" Back in the suite, I saw Yumei lying comfortably on the recliner, but I didn't see Ruolan anywhere.

Yu Mei chuckled and gestured towards the upstairs room, "She's hiding in her room, shy, and won't even let me in."

I shrugged, giving Yu Mei an innocent look, but then I heard Yingying's mischievous giggles behind me: "Dad, does Ruolan's mouth smell good?" "Pfft!" Yu Mei, Yu Yi, and Ya Shi all burst out laughing. I whirled around and pulled Yingying into my arms, giving her two quick smacks on her little bottom.

"Dad, why did you hit me?" Yingying jumped away, clutching her bottom, her adorable antics making us all laugh.

I replied irritably, "Shouldn't you have hit me? You made your dad and Ruolan look foolish in front of everyone, and then you kept laughing at us. Tell me, shouldn't you have hit me?"

Yingying giggled and said, "Dad, they weren't laughing at you. You can't just say things like that." Then she winked and said, "Dad, you should thank me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had the chance to get close to Ruolan." Hey, this girl is even taking credit. I glared at her and pretended to spank her, but she knew what was going on and ran behind Yumei with a giggle, making faces at me triumphantly. She really is a little kid who never grows up, I couldn't help but shake my head inwardly.

"Hey, are you guys hungry? I think I'm a little hungry." I didn't want to argue with Yingying anymore, so I patted my empty stomach and laughed.

Ya Shi, who had been smiling silently, suddenly looked at me and giggled, "Dad, didn't you get enough of Ruolan's saliva just now?" Yu Mei and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter again.

I playfully pinched Ya Shi's cheek as she giggled, chuckling, and scolded, "Why did you have to learn such mischief from that little devil Yingying?"

Ya Shi laughed and took my arm, saying sweetly, "Dad, I was just kidding, don't be so petty."

I chuckled and pinched her little nose, then glanced at Yu Mei and the others, suggesting, "How about we call and order some food now? After we eat, we can enjoy the hot spring bath here. What do you say?"

"You're the boss, whatever you say goes," Yu Mei said with a grin. "Ruo Lan probably won't be too shy to come down and eat with us, so we'll save her a portion later. Hehe, this is the first time I've seen her so shy."

Yingying, standing behind her, chimed in, "Hehe, I think Ruo Lan isn't just shy. Maybe she wants to savor the happiness and joy of her first kiss alone."

"You little devil..." Yu Mei laughed and scolded, then thought for a moment and said, "Ruolan is a rather traditional girl. You might actually be right; that could really be her first kiss. Although she had two unsuccessful relationships in college, they were both very short-lived. She might not even have held hands with a boy."

"Dad, are you happy?" Ya Shi teased me softly.

I playfully bit her cute earlobe and breathed into her ear, saying, "Little girl, don't piss me off, or don't blame me for being ruthless later."

Ya Shi blushed, glanced at me shyly, and leaned softly against me. Seeing her charming and clingy appearance, my heart fluttered, and I couldn't resist lowering my head to kiss her lovely, alluring cherry lips. Our lips met tightly, forming the character "吕"; Ya Shi's hot body pressed into my arms, responding to me with boundless passion.

"Dad, me too." Before I knew it, Yingying had snuggled into my arms, demanding a kiss. I sighed inwardly, releasing the panting Yashi, and lowered my head to seal Yingying's fiery red lips with mine. In that instant before kissing her, Yingying's fair, rosy cheeks almost gave me a strange, unprecedented thought—could it be that subconsciously I'd always been treating Yingying as a substitute for A-Ling?

"Dad, what's wrong with you? You're so distracted even when you're kissing someone..." Lost in my thoughts, I was suddenly pushed away. I stared in surprise at the girl in my arms, only to see Yingying pouting at me, looking as if she'd suffered a great injustice, tears welling in her eyes.

I smiled apologetically, released Yashi, and cupped Yingying's face in my hands, gently wiping away her tears. Then I whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry... Yingying, you remind me of your mother, because you're becoming more and more like her..."

Yingying's body trembled, and she nestled gently into my arms, her face pressed against my chest as she whispered, "Dad, I know where Mom is in your heart. I don't mind if you treat me as a substitute for Mom..."

Hearing Yingying's words, the shock in my heart was indescribable. How could Yingying be so perceptive as to sense the thoughts that had just crossed my mind? Could there really be such a thing as telepathy in this world? I kept asking myself, was this factor involved when I decided to accept Yingying? I found I couldn't answer, because looking back now, I was surprised to find that from a very early age, I had unconsciously been looking for A-Ling's shadow in Yingying, always comparing the two of them without realizing it.

"Dad, you're holding me so tightly I can hardly breathe..." Yingying's soft cry in my arms brought my thoughts back to myself. I realized that I hadn't known when I was holding the delicate girl in my arms so tightly, as if I wanted to meld her soft body into my own.

I quickly let go, and just as I was about to apologize, Yingying reached out and covered my mouth: "Dad, you don't need to say anything, I understand..." I silently tightened my embrace, silently savoring the feeling of blood connection, my heart filled with an indescribable emotion.

"Sir, your dinner has arrived." The waitress's voice shattered the wonderful atmosphere in the room. I sighed inwardly, released the woman in my arms, and told Ya Shi to open the door. For some time, I thought I had seen through everything in this world, but now I realize I overestimated myself. I can't even fully understand my own heart, so how could I possibly understand the hearts of others or the chaos of the world?

"Wow...so comfortable..." I felt every pore on my body open up, so comfortable I didn't even want to speak. After dinner, I couldn't wait to strip naked amidst the coquettish scolding of the women and jump into the hot spring bath to fully enjoy the experience. With Ruolan, this "outsider," no longer present, I felt completely at ease. I grinned at the four women and said, "What are you all dawdling for? Hurry up and take your clothes off! But let's make this clear, anyone who comes down with clothes on will be punished."

"You lecher!" the four women jokingly called, but their hands obediently began to undress.

Don't let Ya Shi's usual quiet demeanor fool you; in the bedroom, she's quite bold, sometimes even a bit wild. While the other three women were still slowly undressing, she had already stripped herself naked in no time, then jumped into the bath with a "plop," splashing water all over Yu Mei and the other two, eliciting another round of playful laughter. She, however, giggled and threw herself into my arms, stroking my chest and saying, "Dad, without Sister Ruolan as a third wheel, you must be very pleased, right?"

"You're the one who's pleased, you shameless little girl." I reached out and grabbed Ya Shi's lovely breasts, kneading them vigorously. Perhaps because of my frequent care, they seemed to have grown a little larger without me noticing.

Ya Shi chuckled, but her hands secretly grabbed my little brother under the water, playfully stroking it. My already pent-up erection immediately stood tall and proud, revealing its menacing appearance. As I fondled Ya Shi's nipples, I chuckled and asked, "Want some?"

"Mmm," Ya Shi hummed softly like a kitten, gazing at me with seductive eyes, her hands continuing their movements without slowing.

Aroused by her allure, I freed one hand and reached towards her crotch. Ya Shi let out a soft moan, her body leaning softly against me. This girl's body seemed to be becoming increasingly sensitive; the slightest touch to her budding flower made her instantly go limp. My fingers had only moved twice within her flower path when her delicate flower chamber was already overflowing with desire, a babbling brook of moisture. At the same time, a pinkish hue spread across Ya Shi's snow-white skin, and the nipples of her breasts hardened.

Seeing that Ya Shi was deeply moved, I reached out to pick her up, but she stopped me and softly asked, "Dad, shall we stick to the old way?" I paused slightly, then nodded. Ya Shi smiled sweetly at me, her hands continuing their movements without stopping, but she turned to Ying, who was still dawdling, and called out, "Yingying, hurry up..." The so-called "old way" actually meant letting Yingying go first, mainly because her body couldn't fully handle it yet.

"Sister Shi, don't rush me, I'm here now, aren't I?" Yingying said shyly, somewhat bashfully taking off her white panties before stepping into the bathtub. It's really strange, Yingying is usually very bold, but when we're intimate, she becomes very shy, sometimes almost like a completely different person. I don't know why there's such a big contrast in her, and the only explanation I can think of is that she inherited it from her mother.

"Hehe, Daddy will let you have her first." Ya Shi giggled as she left my arms and pushed Ying Ying into mine.

Ying Ying bit her lip, looking at me with a mixture of shyness and joy, her little face flushed as she softly called out, "Daddy..." Her sweet, childlike voice sent a shiver down my spine. Gazing at the incredibly tender body in my arms, most of my desire was replaced by tenderness. I held Ying Ying's slender waist with immense tenderness, lowered my head, and began to suckle her rosy lips. A fragrance like orchids immediately filled the air, invigorating my senses.

Although it had been almost a month since I deflowered her, Ying Ying had only made love to me less than five times. This was partly because Ying Ying's body was too delicate, and she needed several days to recover after each encounter. On the other hand, I was also concerned that Ying Ying's body was just beginning to develop, and I worried that too much sex would negatively impact her normal physical development. Therefore, I intentionally limited the frequency of our intimacy.

Yingying understood, but she absolutely refused to agree to the suggestion of using condoms, so I had to give up. Actually, I didn't want her development to be affected by the side effects of taking birth control pills.

Gently kneading Yingying's still-developing, delicate breasts, although far from the full and smooth ones of Yuyi or Yumei, the soft yet firm touch easily aroused a beastly impulse. Fortunately, I'm not a pedophile, and Yingying is my most beloved daughter, so I was able to calmly and gently caress her breasts, feeling the sense of accomplishment as her tiny buds slowly swelled and stood erect under my fingers.

Yingying gently twisted her body to receive my gentle caresses, responding to my kisses with great passion. Unexpectedly, her face was flushed and her body was burning hot.

"Yingying, look what this is?" I moved my wicked mouth away from Yingying's small mouth, but held up my fingers, still sticky with the fluid I had just taken out of her honey pot, in front of her.

Yingying, who was almost breathless from my kiss, was panting heavily. Hearing this, she involuntarily looked at my fingers, her already flushed face turning crimson in an instant. She shyly threw herself into my arms, blushing and scolding, "Dad, you're so naughty..." She then lightly punched me twice, revealing her girlish shyness.

I smiled slightly and whispered in her ear, "Let Dad hold you, and you can move yourself, okay?" Yingying nodded shyly, closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around my neck. I reached out and lifted her legs up. As I straightened up, Yingying instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist, and my already throbbing penis eagerly began to peek between her legs.

"Hehe, let me help you." Ya Shi chuckled and reached over from the side, grasping my penis and guiding it to Yingying's already wet entrance. The moment we made contact, I felt the delicate body in my arms tremble violently.

I didn't rush in, but instead gently rubbed my penis against Yingying's buttocks, letting the strange stimulation cause Yingying to moan softly, "Dad... stop rubbing... it's so funny... um... hmph..." With a moan, she couldn't help but lower her buttocks, slowly swallowing my penis.

"Slow down, don't rush..." Yingying's vagina was still incredibly tight and couldn't fully accommodate my thick penis, so I kept reminding her not to be too hasty.

Yingying's small mouth was close to my ear, her breath coming in soft gasps as she said, "Dad... I'm okay... I'm not a little girl anymore... I can take it... Oh..." As Yingying sat down, the thick penis slowly disappeared into her body. This thick thing that had brought her mother countless joys and created her little life within her mother's vagina now brought her endless pleasure as well.

"Dad, I love you..." Yingying kissed my cheek, pouring out her boundless love to me. At the same time, her buttocks swayed slightly up and down, causing my thick penis to make short piston-like movements inside her vagina. Waves of pleasure from the friction of the penis traveled from my shaft to my brain, giving me an almost uncontrollable urge. But I knew how much damage this impulse would do to Yingying's delicate body, so I could only suppress my urges and silently savor the increasingly intense pleasure.

"Ah... Dad... It's so full... Mmm... So beautiful..." Yingying whispered breathlessly in my ear, her hip movements gradually becoming larger and faster, causing ripples in the calm bath. At this moment, Yuyi and Yumei had also entered the water, surrounding us with Yashi, watching our passionate performance with smiles.

"You... You're so annoying... Don't look... Mmm..." Yingying blushed, her small mouth panting in my ear, her hip movements involuntarily quickening, making my thick, long penis rapidly thrust in and out of her tender honey pot, the splashing water and making a series of sounds as

our bodies met. Although most of Yingying's weight was on me, because her body was so light, I barely felt any burden; my hands held her slender waist, carefully preventing her from straying due to excessive movement—that was no joke.

"Mmm...oh...Dad...I'm so happy...ah..." The intense pleasure made Yingying forget her shame, and she couldn't help but moan in my ear: "Dad...your...why is it so thick...I feel like it's about to...burst apart...ah...it's so full...I can't take it...ah..." Her moans, tinged with a childlike voice, kept entering my ears, like heavenly music, filling me with a sense of accomplishment, and my desire burned even brighter, and my penis seemed to grow thicker and harder.

"Ah...Dad...why is it so thick again...I can't take it...ah...it's hitting the spot...ah..." Yingying's little buttocks unconsciously exerted too much force, and the thick penis suddenly hit the soft flesh of her flower core, the sudden intense stimulation making her cry out involuntarily.

My hands pressed against her still-slender buttocks, grinding my glans against her clitoris. The wondrous pleasure made Yingying moan loudly in ecstasy: "Ah... Dad... you're so good at this... it's making me feel so numb... Ah... Dad... I can't take it anymore... Ah..." The intense pleasure brought Yingying to orgasm instantly, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing from the depths of her honeyed orifice, drenching my glans and making me tremble all over.

"Do you want more?" I asked softly, kissing Yingying, who was limp on top of me, with affection.

Yingying's face was flushed, her delicate features showing the satisfaction and ecstasy after our lovemaking. Her watery eyes were as if veiled by a layer of mist, exuding an indescribable charm. She didn't speak, but instead brought her small mouth to mine. As her two thin cherry lips met mine, her delicate tongue also entered my mouth, chasing and entwining with mine.

I sucked on her sweet saliva, inhaled her fragrance, and felt the firmness of her breasts, my heart filled with indescribable satisfaction, though I was far from achieving physical gratification.

"Dad... I want more intense lovemaking... Don't hold back... okay..." Ya Shi whispered breathlessly in my ear after our wet kiss.

I nodded slightly, a plan forming in my mind. I kissed Yingying's rosy cheek and whispered, nibbling her cute little earlobe, "Don't push yourself too hard. If you can't take it, just say so, okay?" Yingying nodded gently, her tender eyes filled with joy, shyness, and anticipation. Without further hesitation, I took a deep breath, then placed my hands under her bottom, lifting it and thrusting it around vigorously.

"Ah...ah...ah...Dad...ah...so...beautiful...ah..." The sudden, strange stimulation caught Yingying off guard. As I rapidly moved her hips, her petite body bounced up and down in front of me, causing her moans to rise and fall, intermittent and broken. With each bounce, her small breasts twitched like playful little rabbits, their scarlet nipples tracing mesmerizing paths in the air.

"Ah...ah...Dad...you're so good...Yingying...so satisfied...ah...this is so heavy...it feels so good..."

Yingying's body fell in freefall, and with a "smack" as her genitals and my hips joined tightly, the penis inside her vagina slammed heavily against the tender flesh deep within her flower, giving her a tearing sensation. A slight pain shot through her lower body, followed by pleasure ten or even a hundred times stronger, instantly overwhelming the insignificant pain and numbing her senses.

Yingying felt like a small boat adrift on the ocean, tossed about by the waves, then plummeting from mid-air, only to be tossed up again and fall again… With each toss and fall, the pleasure within her intensified, pushing her to ever greater heights.

“Ah… Dad… Ah… Daughter… I’m so happy I could die… Ah… No… It’s too beautiful… Ah…” Yingying cried out, her head thrashing helplessly, her flowing hair flying through the air.

“Huff… Huff…” I gasped for breath as I moved around in the bathtub, my hands still rapidly swaying Yingying’s buttocks. Although Yingying's body was very light, it still got tiring after a while. I was already drenched in sweat. Luckily, we were in a hot spring bath, and the sweat was immediately washed away by the spring water, so there was no sticky feeling.

Watching my thick, dark penis, with its bulging veins and menacing appearance, being swallowed by the girl's pink vagina again and again, I became more and more excited. My hands moved more violently, bringing Yingying wave after wave of pleasure, causing her moans to rise and fall, quite melodious: "Ah... Dad... It's so beautiful... I'm almost fainting... Ah... You're hitting my G-spot again... Ah..."

Large beads of sweat kept dripping from my forehead. I continued to move without saying a word, panting heavily. Yingying wasn't in much better shape than me; she was also drenched in sweat and panting heavily. Her flowing hair was now disheveled, with a few strands clinging to her sweat-soaked face, adding a touch of wildness.

Under my relentless onslaught, Yingying gradually showed signs of exhaustion, her moans becoming weak and feeble: "Mmm... Hmph... Dad... Aren't you tired... I'm almost there... Ah..." Seeing that Yingying was close to climax, I mustered all my strength, my movements becoming even more intense.

"Ah... Ah... Dad... I'm done... Ah..." With a long moan from Yingying, a torrent of vaginal fluid gushed from the depths of her honeyed orifice, giving my already numb penis the final blow.

As the pleasure from my penis spread throughout my body, I, without consciously suppressing it, felt a shiver run down my spine, and my penis, pressing against Yingying's tender spot, erupted violently. With a series of spasms inside Yingying's tight little hole, "plop," "plop," "plop," my semen gushed out. Yingying, who had just reached her climax, tasted the sweetness of being nourished by my semen for the first time, and actually reached another climax: "Ah... Dad... you've killed me... ah... I'm dead..." A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out from the depths of her honey hole again, and then her body collapsed into my arms like limp mud.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" I lovingly washed the traces of our lovemaking on Yingying's fair and rosy skin with water, while gently stroking her back.

Slowly waking from her daze, Yingying's watery eyes still shone with desire, and her delicate face carried the languidness and charm unique to our lovemaking, adding a touch of maturity to her innocent face. She tilted her head back and gently kissed my lips, then pressed her still-warm face against my heart, whispering shyly, "Dad, only today do I understand what real sex is. The moment you ejaculated inside me, I realized that there can be such pleasure between a man and a woman. Dad, thank you..."

"Silly girl..." I kissed her forehead affectionately and asked softly, "Are you tired?"

Yingying nodded shyly, then turned to look at Yumei and the others surrounding us, and asked me shyly in a low voice, "Dad, you must be exhausted just now, right? What are we going to do? They'll definitely blame me."

Hearing Yingying's funny words, I couldn't help but laugh and whispered in her ear, "Little girl, don't worry, it's not tiring for me to be alone." Yingying's face turned red, and she shyly punched my chest twice. I smiled slightly and whispered, "You should rest for a while. If you feel tired, go upstairs first."

Yingying shook her head slightly and said shyly, "No, I want to see you and Aunt Mei and Sister Shi making love. They saw us naked just now, so I want to see them back."

Haha, this little girl actually cares about even this. I'm really impressed by her. Laughing, I carried her to a corner of the bathtub to rest. I turned to Ya Shi, who was looking at me with seductive eyes, and said, "Little girl, you must have been waiting a long time, right?"

"Dad, you know how long I've been waiting, so hurry up!" Ya Shi propped herself up on the edge of the tub, sticking out her white

, tender bottom, and then gave me a seductive wink, saying, "Dad, come and take Ya Shi, Ya Shi doesn't want to wait a moment longer." Between her snow-white legs, her honey pot, hidden by green grass, protruded like a ripe peach, constantly gushing out clear, lustful fluid. Seeing this lewd scene, my penis, which had just softened slightly after climaxing inside Ying Ying, became erect again. Feeling sorry for Ya Shi's long wait, I didn't say anything more. I placed my hands on her hips from behind, aimed my penis at her pink honey pot, and thrust my waist forward. My hard penis slid in all at once, and then I began to thrust without stopping.

"Oh... God... That's great... Oh... Dad... Ah... Okay... Harder... It's okay... Yes... Just like that... Ah..." Ya Shi moaned joyfully, her head thrown back, her firm, white buttocks thrusting back and forth, welcoming my increasingly powerful penetrations.

I, too, opened my heart and thrust wildly without restraint. With each "slap," "slap" of my hips colliding with her buttocks, my ferocious penis slammed solidly into her tender flower, bringing her almost unbearable pleasure.

"Ah... Dad... You're so good... Ya Shi... I'm so happy I'm going to heaven... Ah... It's so beautiful... Ah... Dad... You're such a perfect lover... Ya Shi... I want to be your woman for the rest of my life... For the rest of my life... To be done like this by you... Ah... Ya Shi... It feels... so blissful... Ah... Don't slow down... Ya Shi wants more love..."

Ya Shi was completely immersed in the sea of lust, pouring out her heart to me without reservation, which inspired me to launch an even more intense attack on her. Although I never expected to have this understanding, gentle, and affectionate beautiful girl for the rest of my life, I was still very happy to hear Ya Shi say this, because I knew that at least for now her heart still belonged to me.

"Slap," "slap," "slap," as my penis, covered in lustful fluid, thrust in and out of Ya Shi's tender honey hole time and time again, her snow-white and shapely buttocks were also bruised by my hips, but Ya Shi and I, immersed in ecstasy, were completely unaware.

Watching the lewd sight of Ya Shi's pink, tender inner walls being repeatedly turned inside out and then pushed back in by my thick penis, my eyes began to blaze with fire. My hips thrust rapidly and powerfully, gradually pushing Ya Shi to the peak of pleasure: "Ah... Dad... you're so good... Ya Shi... I'm going to be... fucked to heaven... ah... I'm flying... ah..."

Perhaps because I had already vented on Ying Ying once, my firepower was exceptionally fierce. After bringing Ya Shi to orgasm, I had Yu Mei and Yu Yi lie side by side on the soft mats by the bathtub, and then take turns receiving my tireless assault. Amidst the rising and falling moans and cries of the two women, I became more and more vigorous, extremely fierce. After Yu Mei and Yu Yi were brought to orgasm almost simultaneously, I found that I still showed no signs of ejaculating, so I had to turn back to Ya Shi again.

Already somewhat exhausted, Ya Shi mustered her remaining strength, trying her best to meet my thrusts again and again. However, she was already at her limit, and soon she showed signs of defeat: "Ah... Dad... why aren't you coming yet... I can't take it anymore... ah..."

I looked at Ya Shi, who was lying limp on the edge of the pool, panting heavily, and then at my still proud and erect little brother, and couldn't help but smile bitterly to myself. It seems that a man's ability in this area is not always a good thing. I pushed Yu Mei and Yu Yi to the peak of ecstasy again, and then I burst out amidst Yu Yi's soft moans and Yu Mei's jade-like body rubbing against mine. A large amount of hot semen shot from the tip of my penis straight into the depths of Yu Yi's honey hole. The intense pleasure of the moment made Yu Yi dizzy for a short time.

"Phew... I'm exhausted... Lin... how come you were so amazing today..." Yu Mei sprawled on the soft cushions by the bathtub, her snow-white skin covered in traces of passion, her entire body soaked in sweat, like a drowned rat just caught in the rain. I half-knelt and sat up, reaching out to brush a few strands of hair clinging to Yu Mei's delicate face with sweat, then lowered my head and pecked her parted lips. I then moved her and Yu Yi's heads to my chest, letting them rest half-in my arms.

Ya Shi, who had been resting to the side, saw the three of us cuddling together and crawled over from there, embracing me from behind. Feeling her girlish tenderness, I reached back and tightened my grip on her body, letting her exquisite, translucent form press against my bare back without any obstruction. For a moment, neither of us wanted to speak, just quietly embracing each other, savoring the afterglow of our climax, experiencing the deep affection between us.

After what seemed like an eternity, we were so engrossed in our own little world that we suddenly realized Yingying was missing. Looking up, we couldn't help but chuckle. The little lazybones had already fallen asleep in the corner of the bath, fast asleep.

While having women on both sides is every man's dream, I advise those less physically strong to give up. Not only do you need the stamina to satisfy several women, but you also need to carry them upstairs to rest after they're all beaming with satisfaction—not every man can do that.

After thoroughly washing and settling the four women, who were now languid with pleasure, upstairs, I let out a long sigh of relief. Tonight had truly drained me, leaving me exhausted. A hot spring bath was undoubtedly the best way to relieve fatigue, so I didn't go back to my room to sleep.

The large bath was calm and still, showing no trace of our passionate encounter. I stepped naked into the bath and found a shallower spot (the bottom of the bath is a slope with varying depths). I sat down by the edge of the bath, and the water level was just right up to my chin. My whole body, except for my head, was immersed in the steaming hot spring water. The feeling of comfort was indescribable.

I turned off the lights in the hall, closed my eyes, and quietly savored the comfortable feeling of my pores expanding in the darkness, as well as the pleasure of the spring water slowly flowing over my body. Before I knew it

, a wave of drowsiness washed over me, and I slowly drifted into a half-awake, half-asleep state. I don't know how much time passed, but in my hazy state, I felt a dark shadow beside me. Half-awake, I mumbled incoherently, "Who's there?" A sharp female scream and a loud "plop" followed as a dark shadow landed on me, causing me to gulp down several mouthfuls of water and instantly wake up.

"Ah... Uncle Liu... is that you... gulp... gulp... cough... cough..." The dark shadow that landed on me was Ruolan. She hadn't escaped either, gulping down several mouthfuls of water and thrashing about before finally grabbing onto the edge of the pool to steady herself, then coughing violently.

I scrambled out of the bath, disheveled, wiped my face, and gasped for breath before asking the dark figure in front of me, "Ruolan, did you choke?"

"Uncle Liu, I'm fine..." Ruolan's cough subsided, then she said, half-jokingly, half-resentfully, "Uncle Liu, you almost scared me to death! I thought you were all asleep."

"I'm sorry, I was almost asleep..." I meant to say I'd turn on the light, but then I remembered I was completely naked, so what came out was, "Ruolan, why aren't you asleep yet?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized how problematic my question was, because it was obvious she wanted to soak in the hot spring while we were all asleep, but instead, she almost scared me to death.

Hearing my question, Ruolan's breathing seemed to quicken considerably. I was about to speak when she said softly, "Uncle Liu, aren't you just asking a question you already know the answer to? You're all so noisy, I can't sleep at all, so I waited until you were all asleep before taking a bath and going back to bed." She paused slightly, then continued, "I didn't turn on the light because I was afraid of waking you, but I didn't expect you to be awake too, Uncle Liu, and scaring me in this pitch black night. It almost scared me to death. Okay, I'm going to turn on the light..."

"No, don't turn it on..." Hearing Ruolan say she was going to turn on the light, I panicked and reached out to pull her. Perhaps because she lost her balance, or perhaps her footing slipped, Ruolan, pulled by my touch, fell towards me, landing right in my arms. Her soft, fragrant body nestled in my arms, and I was instantly awestruck. Ruolan was only wearing a thin undergarment; her full, firm breasts felt as if they were naked against my chest, the exquisite touch sending shivers down my spine.

"Uncle Liu, you…" Ruolan's flustered voice, surprisingly, calmed my racing heart.

In the darkness, I gently kissed Ruolan's forehead, then released her, softly comforting her, "Ruolan, don't be afraid. Uncle Liu didn't want you to turn on the light because he wasn't dressed." Ruolan

stood motionless in the darkness, not speaking, seemingly watching me. Unfortunately, I couldn't see her expression; otherwise, I might have known what she was thinking. A little puzzled, I reached out and nudged her, asking, "Ruolan, what's wrong?"

"Uncle, hold me tight…" Ruolan suddenly threw herself into my arms, murmuring as if in a dream.

I was startled and reached out to help her up, but her hands clung tightly to my back, making it impossible to lift her. Countless guesses flashed through my mind, but I still couldn't figure out Ruolan's thoughts. I gently embraced her, patted her back softly, and said gently, "Ruolan, if you're upset or something's bothering you, just tell me. Are you still unhappy about what happened during the day?"

Ruolan, nestled in my arms, didn't answer me. Instead, she sobbed softly, her shoulders shaking. I was startled again and gently comforted her, "Ruolan, don't cry. What's wrong?" Ruolan didn't answer me, continuing to sob, looking like a helpless little girl, evoking a sense of pity. Countless hypotheses flashed through my mind, but none of them seemed to explain the situation. For a moment, I was at a loss, helpless. In desperation, I could only gently pat her back and softly comfort her.

After a long while, Ruolan gradually stopped sobbing and quietly nestled against my chest. Her heaving breasts gently rubbed against my chest with her breath, her full breasts, no less impressive than her mother's, constantly stimulating my senses. My hands, holding her, tightened their grip, intentionally or unintentionally.

Undoubtedly, a beautiful, voluptuous young woman like her could make most men's hearts flutter, and I was not only one of those "most" men, but now I was embracing her nearly naked body, so it was natural for me to be moved; not only by her beauty, but also by her fragility.

Darkness can bring courage. I cupped Ruolan's face, buried against my chest, and felt it heat up the moment my hands touched it. My heart surged. Although I couldn't clearly see Ruolan's face in the darkness, her softly panting, fragrant lips pointed me to her. I lowered my head and accurately sealed her slightly parted lips with mine.

Perhaps startled, I felt Ruolan's body stiffen for about ten seconds in the darkness, then suddenly become soft and boneless, pressing against me. Including our kiss at the ice rink earlier today, this was our second kiss; the daytime one was an accident, but this one was initiated by me.

Ruolan clearly didn't have much kissing experience; her reaction was so awkward, especially when my tongue pried open her teeth and entered her mouth. She seemed completely unsure what to do, even biting my tongue lightly. Luckily, it wasn't a hard bite, otherwise my tongue would have been "killed before it even began, leaving the hero weeping."

The darkness not only gave me courage but also Ruolan. I felt her hands, which had been trembling as they held my back, wrap around my neck, tightening their grip. At the same time, she began to awkwardly respond to my passionate kiss, her little tongue tentatively probing into my mouth.

Although Ruolan's teeth scraped my tongue a little, her reaction surprised me and gave me more courage. I stepped back slightly, separating our bodies from where we were pressed together. I moved my left hand behind Ruolan's head to support her delicate features, while my right hand began to move restlessly. Her

thin, low-cut bra was already soaked with water, clinging tightly to Ruolan's skin. My right hand slipped inside her bra, groping for her full, smooth breasts and grasping them in my hand. The full, smooth feel was incredibly alluring, filling me with fantasies and desires. Ruolan's delicate body trembled slightly, and the temperature of her skin rose steadily, clearly showing her inner excitement and unease.

Unconsciously, I increased the pressure of my hand. Ruolan's full, smooth breasts changed shape under my palm. Her breasts, comparable to those of Yu Yi and Yu Mei, made me reluctant to let go, and the cherries at the tips of her breasts trembled and gradually swelled.

Under my seduction, Ruolan clung tightly to my neck, her small nose emitting soft, seductive moans. Her body trembled even more violently, her long, slender legs rubbing against my thighs. Although I had just expended much energy on Yu Mei and the other three, Ruolan's inexperienced reaction reignited my desire. My hand slid down Ruolan's chest and abdomen, my fingers parting the edge of her panties and slipping inside, covering her lush green vulva.

"Uncle...no..." Ruolan suddenly trembled violently, then forcefully pushed me away, leaning against the edge of the bathtub, breathing heavily.

Her reaction stunned me. I asked, somewhat bewildered, "Ruolan, you don't want to?" Anyone in the heat of the moment, suddenly pushed away, would inevitably feel a little frustrated.

"No..." Ruolan threw herself back into my arms, hugging my waist and whispering, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I like you, but I'm not ready yet..."

Hearing Ruolan, who had always been rather conservative in her views on love, boldly confess her feelings, I was overwhelmed with excitement. I gently embraced her delicate body, kissing her earlobe and cheek, and softly said, "Ruolan, don't worry, Uncle won't force you..." Ruolan nestled quietly in my arms, saying nothing more.

"Ruolan, why were you crying just now?" I gently patted Ruolan's back and asked softly.
10-27

Chapter 17

Ruolan was silent for a while before saying softly, "Uncle, I've been very conflicted lately. Every time I see you and Yashi being affectionate, I feel terrible, but I can't convince myself to share a man's fate with other women, especially since my mother and Yingying are among them."

From Ruolan's words, I understood why she had been acting strangely lately. For a woman, wanting a man who belongs only to her is a natural need, but I couldn't fulfill that request, so I could only remain silent.

"Ruolan, when did you fall in love with me?" To break the somewhat awkward silence, I asked Ruolan the question that had been nagging at me.

After a moment of hesitation, Ruolan said shyly in a low voice, "I don't know exactly when I started to have feelings for you, Uncle. Looking back now, maybe it was that drunken experience that left a deep impression of your gentleness on my heart? And that night, you saw my body, and I unconsciously felt an unusual closeness to you."

"But I think my feelings changed when I took Jia Ni to the hospital. We were sitting together on the headboard, pretending to sleep. Around dawn, you suddenly hugged me tightly, tears streaming down your face, crying like a child, begging me not to leave you. Although I knew you were dreaming and thinking of my deceased Aunt Ling, that scene still shocked me greatly because it was the first time I truly felt that loving someone could be so deep."

After catching her breath, Ruolan continued softly, "Perhaps it was from then on that your image began to appear frequently." In my dreams, there was a time when I was terrified. I was afraid I would fall in love with you like Yingying or Yashi did. So I reminded myself that you are my mother's lover, my elder, and I shouldn't like you. But every time I see you, when I see your young and handsome face, as youthful as a man in his twenties, and your beautiful and imposing body, I unconsciously fall for you.

Hearing Ruolan's lavish praise, I couldn't help but touch my slightly flushed face, wondering if it was really as Ruolan said.

Perhaps sensing my actions, Ruolan chuckled softly. She pressed her slightly flushed cheek against my bare chest and continued softly, "But Uncle, after that ordeal, you've really changed a lot. The old you would never have kissed me like that, but now you do it so naturally. I can't quite explain my feelings. I kind of miss the gentler, more affectionate, and considerate you of the past, yet I'm also captivated by your current carefree and dashing charm. Uncle, I was prepared to fall for you, but I never imagined that sometimes liking someone could be so..." "A kind of pain."

Sensing the inner struggle revealed in Ruolan's words, I also felt a little sad. I lowered my head and gently kissed her forehead, softly saying, "Ruolan, I'm sorry for the pain I've caused you. I also know that I can't give you what you want, so if your heart really can't accept it, then don't force yourself, because I know that forcing it will only bring you greater pain. Perhaps we are destined to be together but not to stay together?"

Although I can disregard worldly ethics after experiencing life and death, I cannot ignore the harm and pain that I might cause Ruolan, so I backed down once again.

"No..." Ruolan lifted her head from my embrace, gazing at me softly, "Uncle, please don't give up so quickly, okay? People often say that fate is determined by heaven, but destiny is determined by human effort, right? Even you say we are destined for each other, so why give up so easily? Uncle, I know you already have more than one woman in your heart, and perhaps you don't need me, but my heart only has you. Uncle, give me more time, and give me more opportunities to enjoy life, okay? Perhaps only your love can help me overcome the obstacles in my heart."

"Ruolan, have you really thought this through? You're not deeply involved yet; you can still extricate yourself unscathed. If you get more deeply involved and can't accept it, it will cause you even more pain," I asked in a deep voice, a slight sigh escaping my lips. I originally thought that after experiencing life and death, I would no longer be bound by emotions, but reality has made me realize once again the unpredictability of life. Many things that happen in one's life are actually unforeseen.

“Uncle, if I hadn’t thought things through, I wouldn’t have accepted your kiss, and I wouldn’t have said so much to you.” Ruolan said softly, “These past few days I’ve been trying to find an opportunity to tell you these things, but every time the words reached my lips, I swallowed them back. Uncle, it was your kiss and this darkness that gave me the courage to confide in you. I feel much lighter now.” She paused here, lowered her head and kissed me, then whispered, “Uncle, I want to go back to sleep. Do you want to continue soaking?”

“Yes, I want to soak for a while longer,” I replied softly, releasing Ruolan from my arms at the same time.

Ruolan stepped out of the bath, wrapped in a towel, and groped her way towards the stairs. After a few steps, she suddenly turned back and softly instructed me, "Uncle, please don't tell Mom and Yingying about this yet, okay? I don't want them to laugh at me."

"Alright, I won't tell them yet." Ruolan's footsteps gradually faded at the top of the stairs, but tonight I was destined to spend a sleepless night. The familiar melody of that old song seemed to echo in my ears: "Sleepless tonight, sleepless tonight, when joy transcends time and space, stirring up boundless passion... Beauty lies between dreams, hearts connected through wind and rain, the future is no longer far away, boundless love and eternal blessings..."

The next morning, when I appeared before the women with red eyes, I was naturally teased by Yumei and the others. Only Ruolan, her pretty face flushed, secretly glanced at me. Originally, we planned to climb the mountain, but because Yumei and the others had exhausted themselves the night before and hadn't fully recovered, the climb was canceled. Instead, we all took the cable car up, stopped briefly at the summit, and then took the toboggan down. Because we skipped the hike, it was only a little past 10 a.m. when we arrived at the foot of the mountain by toboggan.

Since Yingying kept complaining of being thirsty, Yumei took them to buy drinks, while I stood by a roadside newsstand casually flipping through the pages. Suddenly, a striking headline caught my attention, so I read on. As the saying goes, "You won't believe what you see," I was suddenly jolted, my trembling hand dropping the newspaper. A sudden gust of wind blew the newspaper far from my grasp, and I suddenly felt how cold the wind was.

"Dad, wait for us..." Yingying called out breathlessly from behind, but I pretended not to hear and continued walking forward with long strides. The shocking headline I'd seen in the newspaper kept replaying in my mind: "Ruthless Bandit Driven to Greed Loses Inhumanity, Frail Woman Bloodstained in the Street, Life Hanging in the Balance." What horrified me wasn't just the event itself, but also the fact that the protagonist was Xiaoyan's mother, Liang Wanqing, that petite and frail woman.

Reality is often so cruel; it always brings misfortune unexpectedly. Although I now possess an unusual detachment from birth, aging, sickness, and death, and the various vicissitudes of life, the misfortune that befell Liang Wanqing is still unbearable for me.

I cannot understand why fate is so unfair, why a gentle and kind woman like Liang Wanqing would suffer such misfortune; I cannot understand even more how greed can drive someone to such a state of inhumanity, to the point that for a mere tens of thousands of yuan, he would frantically swing a knife at an unarmed and frail woman.

According to the newspaper report, the incident occurred around 10:30 AM yesterday (roughly the time our family arrived at the "Dream Villa" resort). Liang Wanqing, an accountant at the city printing factory, went to the Industrial and Commercial Bank to withdraw money intended for paying workers' wages and year-end bonuses. Shortly after leaving the bank, she was attacked from the side and rear by a purse snatcher on a motorcycle.

Because the strap of her backpack was tangled around her arm, the robber was unable to snatch the bag immediately, and Liang Wanqing was knocked to the ground by the motorcycle. Lying on the ground, Liang Wanqing cried for help while desperately holding onto her backpack strap. The young man who snatched the bag dragged Liang Wanqing's body along on his motorcycle for a distance. Seeing that he hadn't managed to tear the bag off as he'd hoped, he viciously pulled out a weapon hidden on his person and stabbed Liang Wanqing multiple times while she lay on the ground. Liang Wanqing was severely injured and collapsed in a pool of blood… After quickly asking the nurse for Liang Wanqing's room number, I rushed towards the inpatient department. The women behind me were already panting heavily; they had to run to keep up with me.

Liang Wanqing's room was on the first floor of the inpatient department. As soon as I entered the building, I saw Xiaoyan standing at the end of the corridor. She was leaning against a room window, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably; she was clearly crying.

The entire inpatient building was eerily quiet. Apart from Xiaoyan, there was no one else in the empty corridors. From where I stood, Xiaoyan looked so utterly alone and helpless. For a moment, I had a strange feeling; I felt as if I could see right through her heart, filled with endless sorrow and intense helplessness, and an indescribable sadness washed over me.

"Dad..." Xiaoyan finally noticed us, the uninvited guests, and ran towards me from afar, her voice trembling with tears. When I saw her swollen eyes and her tear-streaked face, my heart ached. Like a drowning person suddenly finding a lifebuoy, Xiaoyan threw herself into my arms, clinging tightly to me and sobbing uncontrollably: "Dad...my mom..."

"Good child, don't cry. We know everything. Your mom will be alright..." I gently patted the weeping Xiaoyan in my arms, feeling a deep ache in my heart. Seeing Xiaoyan's heartbroken state, the women around her couldn't help but feel saddened as well, especially the two young girls, Ya Shi and Xiaoyan, who almost burst into tears with her.

Since we already knew from the nurse that Liang Wanqing was out of danger but still very weak, we didn't go into the ward. Through the almost transparent window, we saw Liang Wanqing lying quietly on the snow-white sheets of the hospital bed. Because of the sheets, we couldn't see the bandages on her wounds, only making guesses from the shape of the bulging blankets. She looked peaceful, but her face was as pale as the snow-white sheets beneath her, almost frighteningly so.

"Xiaoyan, has your mother woken up?" I asked softly, wiping away the tears from Xiaoyan's still sobbing face.

Xiaoyan gently shook her head, her voice trembling with tears as she answered, "Mom hasn't woken up since yesterday. The doctor said she lost too much blood and is too weak... Dad, I'm so scared..."

"Good child, don't be afraid. Your mother is such a good person; she'll definitely pull through." Yumei pulled Xiaoyan into her arms, gently comforting her.

Yashi, standing nearby, also held Xiaoyan's hand, comforting her, "Xiaoyan, don't worry too much. Your aunt will get better slowly..." Xiaoyan nodded gently, her eyes red, and gradually stopped sobbing.

Looking at the pitiful Xiaoyan, and then at Liang Wanqing lying on the hospital bed, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, lamenting the tragic fate of this mother and daughter.

Although I've always refused to believe that fate is predetermined, the differences in people's lives are indeed vast; some are born into wealth and comfort, enjoying a life of ease and pleasure; while others are born into this world facing many hardships and a life of wandering.

Although there's an old saying, "Heaven will entrust great responsibilities to those who are destined for them, but first it will test their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies," and indeed many people do achieve great things after enduring hardship, from a macro perspective, these outstanding individuals are far too few. The majority are the vulnerable groups who suffer hardship and are powerless to help themselves. They often silently endure the pain of misfortune imposed upon them by "fate," unless someone extends a helping hand.

"Xiaoyan, has anyone come to the printing factory where your mother works?" After pondering for a while, I suddenly remembered this question.

Xiaoyan lifted her head from Yumei's embrace, nodded at me, and said, "People from the printing factory came to see me yesterday afternoon and this morning." After a slight pause, Xiaoyan added, "Oh, by the way, the printing factory also paid my mother's hospital deposit."

I gave a soft "oh" and nodded inwardly. I then invited everyone to sit on the bench in the corridor and had Xiaoyan recount the events after her mother's accident. We found that it wasn't too different from what we had read in the newspaper.

From Xiaoyan, we also learned that Liang Wanqing had narrowly escaped being stabbed in the heart, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

Liu Yuyi repeatedly exclaimed, "Good people are always blessed; God will protect the good." Hearing this, I couldn't help but shake my head inwardly. If God truly protected the good, then Liang Wanqing, this frail woman, wouldn't have suffered such a bloody disaster. There's an old saying, "Good people don't live long, but evil ones live a thousand years." It seems God is either born blind or deliberately blind despite having sight. Instead of relying on some damned divine protection, it's better to rely on ourselves.

Looking at the women around me, all looking exhausted and silent, I hesitated and said to Yu Mei, "Yu Mei, why don't you take them home to rest? I'll stay here with Xiao Yan." Suddenly remembering that tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve, I realized why the hospital was so deserted today, and my mood plummeted. I think anyone would feel depressed in this situation.

"Yu Lin, I'll stay here with Xiao Yan. You take them home," Yu Mei said, seemingly sensing my bad mood. She winked at Yu Yi, who was about to speak; as if understanding, Yu Yi nodded knowingly, swallowing her words.

Seeing this little gesture between the two sisters warmed my heart, and my melancholy mood improved considerably. Without hesitation, I reached out and took Yu Mei's small hands in mine, looking at her delicate face and softly saying, "Mei, you don't need to argue with me anymore. We'll take turns keeping Xiao Yan company later, are you worried about not having a chance?"

Yu Mei blushed slightly, pulled her hand back from mine, and then looked at me softly, saying, "Then I'll come and take your place tonight."

Before I could speak, Xiao Yan, sitting beside me, hurriedly said, "Dad, Aunt Mei, you don't need to go to so much trouble to keep me company. I can keep Mom company at the hospital by myself."

"Silly girl, you're talking nonsense again, aren't you? It's not like it'll only be a day or two. Can your body handle it?" I shook my head slightly, looking at Xiaoyan with affection and speaking softly, "Even if your body can handle it, we're still worried about leaving you alone in this empty hospital at night. Xiaoyan, don't say anything more, just listen to Dad's arrangements, okay?"

Xiaoyan nodded with red eyes, looking at me and the women with a choked voice, "Dad, Aunt Mei, Aunt Liu, and Sister Ruolan, Yashi, Yingying, thank you all..."

"Sister Xiaoyan, when did you become so distant with us?" Yingying held Xiaoyan's hand and said sweetly, "We're family, why are you being so polite?"

Yashi also held Xiaoyan's other hand and chimed in, "That's right, Xiaoyan, aren't you afraid that Dad and Aunt Mei will be saddened by what you're saying?"

"I..." Xiaoyan's lips moved, but she choked and couldn't speak, tears of emotion glistening in the corners of her eyes.

Ruolan, who had been silent until now, suddenly looked at Xiaoyan and said softly, "Xiaoyan, you don't need to explain anything. We all understand how you feel." After a slight pause, she continued, "Xiaoyan, I don't know how to comfort you. I just want to tell you one thing: no matter what happens, you will never be alone, because we will be by your side, facing all difficulties with you."

"Sister Ruolan, thank you, thank you all..." Xiaoyan said, deeply moved, barely managing to hold back her tears. I glanced at Ruolan with slight surprise. How come I hadn't noticed before that this girl was actually quite good at understanding people's feelings?

Perhaps noticing my gaze, Ruolan's delicate face flushed slightly, and she turned her head away to avoid my gaze. Heh, this girl is shy, I chuckled inwardly. Turning my head to look at Yumei and the others sitting around me, the pent-up frustration in my heart immediately dissipated, replaced by a warm feeling.

The story of the spider and the Buddha unexpectedly came to mind. It tells of a conversation between the Buddha and a spider perched on a beam in front of a temple about "what is the most precious thing in the world." The spider's initial answer was: "The most precious things in the world are 'what you can't get' and 'what you've already lost.'" But after being reincarnated into the human world and experiencing life firsthand, it came to a different answer: "The most precious things in the world are not 'what you can't get' and 'what you've already lost,' but the happiness you can grasp right now."

When I first read this story, I was quite dismissive, because I felt it had a decadent feel of encouraging complacency, and I had always believed that what we couldn't have was the most precious. However, after experiencing many changes, such as Ah Ling's sudden departure and my own near-death experience, I have gained a new understanding of the story's meaning.

Rather than regretting it after losing it, why not cherish it now? Rather than indulging in unrealistic fantasies and daydreams all day, why not start working hard now? One cannot live in fantasy and dreams, nor in memories and regrets. If we only cling to what we "cannot obtain" and what we "have lost," while ignoring everything we already possess, what joy and happiness can our lives hold?

"Yu Mei, you should go back," I said, gathering my thoughts and urging Yu Mei and the others to go home and rest. Yu Mei nodded and stood up with Ruolan and Yu Yi.

Just then, Yingying said, "Aunt Mei, you should go back. Ya Shi and I will stay and keep Xiao Yan company."

Yu Mei looked at me questioningly, and I nodded slightly. Yu Mei then turned to Ruolan and Yu Yi and said, "Then we'll go back first." After saying goodbye, the three of them turned and left the hospital.

Watching Ya Shi gently comfort Xiao Yan, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. The scene that had unfolded on the school rooftop flashed before my eyes. It felt like it had just happened yesterday, but in reality, everything had changed. Ya Shi was no longer the pure, lovely, and budding young girl she once was; she now possessed the allure of a mature woman. Ying Ying, leaning against me, noticed me lost in thought and gently nudged me, asking, "Dad, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing..." I snapped out of my reverie, gently stroking her hair and sighing softly, "I was thinking that human destiny is truly unpredictable. It's as if an unseen hand is manipulating everything in the shadows, sometimes turning the world upside down, sometimes turning it upside down, playing us ordinary mortals like puppets." Perhaps it was the feeling of being helplessly waiting while Liang Wan Qing remained unconscious that suddenly overwhelmed me with a strong sense of powerlessness, and my words betrayed a hint of despondency and pessimism.

Yingying paused slightly after hearing my words, blinked her big eyes a few times, and was about to speak when a voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Uncle Liu, isn't what you're saying a bit too pessimistic?" The sudden voice startled us all. Looking up, we saw that the uninvited guest was Lin Wanyu, a nurse from the hospital, with a somewhat unfamiliar girl behind her.

Yingying stood up and ran to Lin Wanyu: "Sister Wanyu, it's you! And this lady is…"

"Let me introduce you, this is my cousin, Zhao Jiahui…" Lin Wanyu pulled the girl behind her in front of her and introduced her to us.

I squinted and looked Zhao up and down. She looked to be in her early twenties, with a full and slender figure. Her casual denim outfit accentuated her curves. She had a pretty face and a beautiful face, with her smooth hair dyed a dazzling golden yellow. She wore a pair of small, pretty light red glasses on her nose, making her look trendy, fashionable, and full of energy.

"Uncle Liu, hello, I'm a columnist for the social news section of the 'Urban Life Daily.' My cousin has been telling me about your legendary experiences for a long time..." As I sized her up, Zhao Jiahui also looked me up and down, then generously extended her slender hand to me.

A reporter? I muttered to myself, but out of politeness, I stood up and shook her hand, saying perfunctorily, "Miss Zhao, you must be mistaken. I'm just an ordinary citizen; how could I have any legendary experiences?"

"I've already called you Uncle Liu, are you still trying to dodge my questions?" Zhao Jiahui smiled slightly. "Uncle Liu, my cousin has told me about your heroic rescue of the damsel in distress. Are you trying to deny it? To be honest, I'm very interested in your miraculous recovery after being in a coma for a month. If I have the chance, I'd like to interview you. You wouldn't refuse, would you?"

"Interview me? Are you mistaken? What's there to interview about me? I'm not some celebrity." I shook my head slightly, smiling wryly. "Besides, you're a reporter covering social news; you should be reporting on things related to people's livelihoods. But the way you sounded just now... a bit gossipy..."

“Uncle Liu, you’ve misunderstood. We social news reporters are here to reflect the lives and experiences of ordinary people at the bottom of society. Is it wrong for me to report on Uncle Liu’s act of bravery?” Zhao Jiahui said calmly, but her tone was sharp.

I thought to myself, “This young lady seems to be quite a handful, a bit difficult to deal with.” After thinking for a moment, I decided to let her give up, so I said directly, “Miss Zhao, I advise you not to waste your time. I will not accept your interview because I don’t want to become the subject of gossip.”

“Cousin, I told you long ago that Uncle Liu is a very low-key person. He definitely wouldn’t accept your interview. You wouldn’t believe me, and look, you’ve been rebuffed!” Lin Wanyu, perhaps afraid that Zhao Jiahui would lose face, tried to smooth things over.

However, she was clearly overthinking things. Zhao Jiahui didn't seem surprised or embarrassed by my direct rejection. Instead, she smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Liu, you know we reporters are thick-skinned, so I won't give up so easily. But I'm not here for your sake today. I'm here to see Aunt Liang, the mother of this young lady Xiaoyan..." As she spoke, she pointed to Xiaoyan, whose face looked sorrowful.

"Oh, it's like this. After my cousin heard about Aunt Liang's situation yesterday, she wrote a report about it overnight, which was published in today's 'City Life Daily'... My cousin came to see Aunt Liang today specifically to learn more about the situation..." Lin Wanyu quickly explained to us when she saw our puzzled expressions.

"Oh," you wrote the article in the "City Life Daily" titled "Ruthless Bandit Driven to Greed, Loses Inhumanity, Frail Woman Bleeds on the Street, Life Hangs in the Balance"? I was slightly surprised. I hadn't paid attention to who the reporter was at the time. I didn't expect it to be written by this somewhat troublesome young girl in front of me.

“Yes, I wrote it.” Zhao Jiahui nodded, then said, “After today’s newspaper was published, our editorial department received many calls this morning from concerned readers. They were either concerned about Aunt Liang’s injuries or inquired about donating money to help her. So the newspaper leadership asked me to find out the specifics and decide to continue to follow up on the developments of this incident…”

"Oh..." I said "oh" and didn't say anything more. Hearing that someone had offered to donate, I couldn't help but feel a little moved. If this had happened twenty years ago when people were still more honest and kind, it wouldn't be surprising at all; but in this era of moral decay and rampant materialism, it's still very precious that someone would offer to donate. This shows that no matter what era we live in, there will always be kind-hearted people willing to help others, which is actually very important for society as a whole.

I don't know what it would be like to live in a cold society where no one cares about the lives of others, but I know that everyone living in this big family of society will inevitably encounter difficulties and setbacks and need help from others. So when you see someone around you in need of help, please don't hesitate to lend a hand.

“Sister Zhao, thank you for coming to see my mother…” Xiaoyan said sensibly, “Although my mother hasn’t woken up yet, the doctor said she’s out of danger…”

“I already know…” Zhao Jiahui gazed quietly at Liang Wanqing on the hospital bed through the glass for a while before turning back to gently stroke Xiaoyan’s hair and saying, “Xiaoyan, I have some not-so-good news. Do you want to hear it?”

Without thinking, Xiaoyan nodded without hesitation and said, “I want to hear it. What is it?”

Zhao Jiahui smiled bitterly and then said helplessly, “Before I came to the hospital, I went to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to inquire about the progress of your mother’s case. It seems the situation isn’t very optimistic…” Saying this, she looked down at Xiaoyan and asked, “Xiaoyan, have you thought about what it would mean if this case couldn’t be solved in time?” Xiaoyan shook her head blankly, staring at Zhao Jiahui in a daze.

Zhao Jiahui looked up at everyone, then stared at Xiaoyan and continued, "This morning I also took some time to go to the city printing factory and interviewed their leaders and a few workers. Guess what they said?" Xiaoyan shook her head. Zhao Jiahui continued, "Besides expressing sympathy for your mother's misfortune, they were even more worried that the police wouldn't be able to solve the case and recover the public funds in time. This would mean that those workers wouldn't receive their wages and bonuses before the New Year. I don't need to tell you what that means for those workers' families, right?" "

Then...then you can't blame my mother, can you? My mother almost lost her life protecting the public funds..." Xiaoyan's face changed, and she hurriedly defended herself.

Zhao Jiahui nodded and said calmly, "No one will blame your mother, but she will definitely blame herself... When I was interviewing at the printing factory, I also learned about your mother's situation. Although this incident wasn't her fault, I think, given your mother's personality, she'll most likely blame herself... I was thinking of asking everyone to donate, but there's not enough time..."

"Dad, what should we do? Sister Zhao is right, my mother is a bit stubborn, she'll definitely think that way." Xiaoyan looked at me anxiously, her voice trembling.

This was indeed a problem, one I had overlooked, but thankfully it was only a few tens of thousands of yuan, so it wasn't a big deal. I gently patted Xiaoyan's shoulder, comforting her, "Xiaoyan, don't worry, I'll figure something out." Xiaoyan raised her eyebrows, about to say something more, when Yingying whispered something in her ear, and Xiaoyan fell silent.

Zhao Jiahui gave me a deep look and asked, "Uncle Liu, do you have any ideas?"

I couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. This girl was very pretty, but she was also too difficult to deal with. She wanted to get to the bottom of everything. Girls like this weren't very popular with boys. I frowned slightly and asked rather impolitely, "Miss Zhao, isn't your curiosity a bit too strong?"

"I..." Zhao Jiahui opened her mouth to say something, but Lin Wanyu quickly covered her mouth and smiled apologetically at me, "Uncle Liu, my cousin has a reporter's occupational hazard. Please don't take it to heart... I'm sorry, we won't bother you anymore..." With that, she half-dragged, half-carried Zhao Jiahui away.

Zhao Jiahui didn't struggle too violently, nor did she say anything. She just gave me a meaningful, deep look, her eyes holding an indescribable quality—a kind of provocation—that word suddenly popped into my head. Watching Zhao Jiahui's slowly receding figure, a sense of unease crept into my heart, a bad premonition creeping in. Zhao Jiahui? I silently repeated the name in my mind. Was her appearance a blessing or a curse for me?

"Dad, what are you looking at?" Yingying's fair little hand blocked my view. I looked down and saw Yingying pouting and glaring at me, while Yashi was pursing her lips and secretly smiling. I was taken aback at first, then it dawned on me. I was both amused and annoyed, and I reached out and pinched Yingying's little cheek, saying, "What are you thinking, you little rascal? You're such a

jealous little thing." "Mmm..." Yingying whimpered and snuggled into my arms, playfully punching my belly with her small fists, as if she were using it as a drum. Ya Shi giggled, her expression both charming and alluring, making my heart flutter; however, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Xiao Yan's presence. I saw her sigh almost imperceptibly, then turn her face away from us with a complicated expression. This scene made me feel somewhat conflicted, after all, we had a complicated and unspeakable past.

"Ah... my mom's awake..." Xiao Yan suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Ya Shi, Yingying, and I went to the window and saw that Liang Wanqing on the hospital bed had indeed moved her hand. Although I was also very happy, I calmly reminded Xiaoyan, "Xiaoyan, don't get too excited, keep your voice down." Xiaoyan nodded, suppressing her excitement, and walked into the ward with us. Her face flushed red with excitement, and her eyes were filled with tears of joy.

"Mom, you're awake?" With a soft groan, Liang Wanqing on the hospital bed finally slowly opened her eyes. Seeing the four faces in front of her, her expression was somewhat blank, as if she hadn't recognized us yet. Xiaoyan noticed this too. She reached out and grabbed Liang Wanqing's hand, saying urgently, "Mom, it's me, Xiaoyan! Don't you recognize me?"

"Xiaoyan... how... am I here..." Liang Wanqing turned her head with difficulty on the pillow; she didn't seem to be fully awake yet.

Xiaoyan quickly reached out and pressed down on her mother's shoulder to prevent her from aggravating her wounds with any sudden movements: "Mom, don't move, your injuries haven't healed yet... Mom, haven't you remembered yet?"

"Hmm..." Liang Wanqing frowned, as if trying her best to recall what happened yesterday. We all watched her quietly without making a sound to disturb her. After a while, Liang Wanqing's expression suddenly changed, as if she remembered something. She struggled to sit up, but Xiaoyan quickly reached out and pressed her down: "Mom, don't move! Tell me what you're thinking!"

"Cough...cough..." Liang Wanqing couldn't help but cough twice, a blush appearing on her fair face. She gasped, "Xiaoyan...I remember everything...I came out of the bank...and ran into a purse snatcher...I held onto my bag tightly...and he took out a watermelon knife he had hidden on his body...and stabbed at me...cough...cough...and then I...don't know anything...cough...Xiaoyan...tell me quickly...whether my bag...was...snatched...cough...that's...for paying the workers' wages...and year-end bonuses..."

"Sister Liang, just relax and get better. The thief has been caught, and your bag has been recovered. Not a penny of the money inside is missing." As I answered, I nudged Xiaoyan from behind, thinking that someone as clever as her should be able to react. Sure enough, she immediately chimed in, "Yes, Mom, the money's all been recovered, so you can rest and recover..."

"Yulin, it's you? Oh, and Yingying and Yashi too, thank you for coming to see me." Liang Wanqing only then noticed the three of us and greeted us somewhat apologetically.

Yingying obediently went up to her and affectionately took her hand, saying, "Aunt Liang, we're family, why are you being so polite? Xiaoyan, don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes," Xiaoyan said repeatedly, so she naturally echoed her.

Liang Wanqing couldn't help but smile, a gentle smile. She looked at Yingying with affection and said softly, "What a sensible child, so smart and beautiful, much better than our Xiaoyan."

Yingying, a little embarrassed by the praise, blushed and said shyly, "Aunt Liang, what are you saying? How can I compare to Sister Xiaoyan?" Liang Wanqing smiled, Xiaoyan smiled, and we smiled too—a genuine smile from the heart.

Although Liang Wanqing was still very weak, her spirits seemed good. We originally wanted her to rest, but she insisted that Xiaoyan tell her everything that had happened after she fainted, especially asking about the details of the criminals' capture. This put Xiaoyan in a difficult position, but at this point, she had no choice but to lie. I chimed in from time to time, and we managed to keep the lie from being exposed and keep Liang Wanqing in the dark. Although I hate lying the most, the situation forced me to lie as well.

While Xiaoyan was telling Liang Wanqing about what happened that day, I left the ward to relieve myself. On my way back, I saw a middle-aged couple walking towards Liang Wanqing's room in the corridor. I quickly called out from behind, "Uh, who are you looking for?"

They both stopped and turned to look at me. The man was around fifty, and the woman was in her early forties, and she looked somewhat familiar. I racked my brain trying to remember where I had seen the woman before, and hurried towards them. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, and I realized who these two were. I quickly walked up to them, who looked worried, and asked in a low voice, "You're from the printing factory, right?"

"Yes, we're from the printing factory. I'm Qi Guohui, the factory manager, and this is Xiao Qin from the finance department..." the middle-aged man introduced himself, but his suspicious gaze lingered on me.

I lowered my voice and said, "I am Liu Yulin, Liang Xiaoyan's godfather. May I speak with you two in private for just two minutes?" The two men exchanged surprised glances, then followed me to the side, full of suspicion.

A few minutes later, the man and woman appeared at Liang Wanqing's bedside. Seeing the factory leaders and her colleagues visiting her, Liang Wanqing was overjoyed: "Factory manager, Sister Qin, thank you for coming to see me. Are the workers in the factory alright? Have their wages and bonuses been paid?" She was truly a considerate person; even though she was injured like this, she was still thinking about the factory workers.

"Xiao Liang, just focus on recovering. Since you have one last half-day shift tomorrow, the workers' wages haven't been paid yet. But don't worry, every worker will receive their wages and bonuses by noon tomorrow; the factory won't shortchange them a penny." Having received a favor from me, Factory Director Qi naturally wanted to cover for me: "Oh, by the way, the workers at the factory heard about your situation and are very concerned about you. Many people wanted to visit you, but they were afraid too many people would disturb you, so Xiao Qin and I came as representatives. Don't think about anything now, just focus on recovering. Everyone is looking forward to your return to work soon."

"Yes, Wanqing, just focus on recovering. If you have any difficulties, just tell your older sister." The woman surnamed Qin was also very eloquent, but she didn't seem like a particularly honest person, so I couldn't guess how sincere she was.

However, Liang Wanqing certainly didn't think the same way I did. She said, very moved, "Thank you all, and please thank everyone for me. I will definitely try my best to recover as soon as possible."

Qi and Qin chatted with Liang Wanqing for a while longer before getting up to leave. After they had been gone for a while, I said to Liang Wanqing, "Sister Liang, I have to go home first. I'll come see you with Sister Mei and the others later."

Liang Wanqing naturally didn't suspect anything and quickly said, "Go ahead and do what you need to do. Don't bother coming to see me."

"Oh, how can that be?" I said casually, while instructing Ya Shi and Ying Ying to take good care of Xiao Yan. Walking out of the hospital, I saw Qi and Qin, who had left earlier, standing in front of the newsstand at the hospital entrance, both looking anxious. Seeing me appear in their sight, their faces lit up. I quickly went over and said, "No need for further words, let's go."

"Okay." They both nodded simultaneously and walked across the street with me.

New Year's Eve is supposed to be a time for family reunion and joy, but because of Liang Wanqing's incident, our mood was somewhat affected. After a quick family dinner, Yumei asked Yuyi and me to quickly deliver the New Year's Eve dinner prepared for Xiaoyan and her daughter. Not long after Yuyi and I left, Ruolan caught up from behind: "Uncle Liu, Aunt Liu, wait for me, I want to go see Xiaoyan."

When the three of us arrived at the hospital entrance, it was already getting dark, and the city lights were just coming on. The whole city was immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, with laughter occasionally reaching our ears. However, when the three of us entered the hospital, we had a completely different feeling. The cold and deserted feeling was extremely uncomfortable and made me feel a little sad.

In the hospital's duty room, several young nurses were chatting and eating sunflower seeds. Perhaps they heard our footsteps, one of the nurses peeked out. She saw me walking in front and immediately pulled her head back. Perhaps it was because my experience of being in a coma for a month and then miraculously recovering was too bizarre, and given that I'd been a frequent visitor to this hospital for the past six months, most of the doctors and nurses now recognized me. Passing the duty room, my sharp ears "accidentally" overheard the following conversation: "Xiao Mei, who is it?"

"Hehe, it's that 'Mr. Zombie' you mentioned. Want to say hello?"

"Xiao Mei, why are you saying that? If the head nurse hears me, I'll get scolded again..."

"Hehe, what are you afraid of? The head nurse isn't coming today..." A burst of girlish laughter drowned out the nurse named Xiao Mei's voice, but what I heard was enough. It wasn't hard to imagine how these young nurses were gossiping about me behind my back. Glancing at Yu Yi and Ruolan walking beside me, barely suppressing their laughter, I couldn't help but shake my head, finding it amusing myself. I really didn't know what these girls were thinking. Was I really a resurrected zombie?

"Dad, Aunt Liu, Sister Ruolan, you're here!" Seeing the three of us appear at the ward door, Xiaoyan abandoned Lin Wanyu, who was chatting and laughing with her, and came to greet us.

I smiled and patted her little head, then handed her the thermos in my hand: "Hungry?"

Xiaoyan didn't bother to answer me, twisted open the thermos lid, took a deep breath, and then exclaimed with a greedy look: "Wow, it smells so good..."

Xiaoyan's drooling appearance made us all laugh. Yuyi smiled and handed over her thermos as well, saying: "I also have dumplings here, they smell very good too."

Xiaoyan took them happily, opened the lid and smelled them, then exclaimed excitedly: "It smells so good, I can't help but drool..."

"You little glutton, I think your drool is almost flowing like a river, and you still say you can't help but drool?" Liang Wanqing, who was reclining on the bed, looked at her greedy daughter with a smile and couldn't help but tease her. It seemed that she was in a very good mood.

Everyone laughed. Xiaoyan blushed and stamped her foot, saying coquettishly, "Mom—how could you do this? Aren't you ruining my image?"

Liang Wanqing smiled slightly, ignoring her, and thanked the three of us with a smile, "Yi-mei, Yu-lin, and Ruolan, you've really gone to so much trouble. I don't know what to say. If it weren't for you, my daughter and I really wouldn't know what to do."

"Aunt Liang, why are you being so polite? Come, let me help you sit up." Ruolan considerately helped Liang Wanqing sit up, and Yu-yi quickly placed a pillow behind Liang Wanqing's back.

Xiaoyan sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up a dumpling, and brought it to her mother's lips: "Mom, try this dumpling..." This little girl had some filial piety; although she was very hungry herself, she didn't forget to let her mother try it first.

"You silly girl..." Liang Wanqing looked at her daughter with affection, feeling both gratified and heartbroken. She was gratified that her daughter was becoming more and more sensible, but heartbroken because her daughter had suffered so much with her over the years. She sighed inwardly, and under Xiaoyan's expectant gaze, she ate the dumpling. After just one small bite, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Mmm, it tastes so good! Xiaoyan, you should try some too..."

"Mmm, it's delicious, Mom, here, have another one..." Xiaoyan tried one and also praised it highly, but she didn't forget her mother.

Seeing this heartwarming scene, we all felt a warmth in our hearts. I shook my head with a sigh, my gaze inadvertently falling on Lin Wanyu, who stood smiling to the side. I asked with a smile, "Wanyu, are you on duty today too?"

Lin Wanyu replied with a smile, "Yes, what can we do? We're both newbies, aren't we?" She spoke the truth, and I couldn't help

but chuckle. Ruolan seemed to suddenly remember something, her eyes darting around. She pulled Lin Wanyu to sit on the empty hospital bed opposite her and whispered with a smile, "Wanyu, I have something to tell you..." She then whispered in Wanyu's ear, the two of them laughing softly as they spoke, occasionally casting teasing glances at me. I knew what they were talking about without even guessing, and I gave a wry smile.

When Ruolan and I left the hospital, it was already very late. But on this special night, even QH City had become a sleepless metropolis, still brightly lit, with the occasional sound of firecrackers echoing from near and far. I glanced at Ruolan, who was walking silently beside me, and asked softly, "Ruolan, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Hoo..." Ruolan sighed softly, snuggled closer to me, then hugged my arm, leaning softly against me and whispering, "I'm thinking about some things..." After these two days of getting used to each other, Ruolan seemed less shy and less prone to blushing.

I hummed in agreement and casually asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Ruolan didn't answer my question directly, but sighed softly, "Thinking about it feels like a dream, so many things have happened..."

"Yes..." I nodded in deep agreement, somewhat wistfully, "In this past year, so many unforgettable things have indeed happened, the bittersweet, the joys and sorrows, we've tasted every flavor. Perhaps God felt that our lives had been too mundane before?"

"I would rather have lived a mundane life..." Ruolan sighed softly, a hint of disappointment in her voice.

I paused, slightly startled, my gaze fixed on Ruolan's beautiful face. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and a hint of confusion lingered in her eyes. Under the streetlight, her expression was so clear and moving. I sighed softly, looking into Ruolan's eyes, and asked gently, "Ruolan, are you still unable to let go of what happened at university?"

"How can I let go?" Ruolan shook her head gently, countering, "Just because she's the vice-principal's daughter, does that mean I should just accept my misfortune?" Ruolan's expression suddenly hardened, as if she had made a firm decision: "One day, I will make her reap what she sows, make her pay for her despicable actions..."

"Ruolan, hatred blinds you. You need to be more open-minded. It's not worth ruining your life for a petty person," I advised with some concern. A person filled with hatred cannot be happy, and I was worried that Ruolan would become fixated on this.

Hearing my words, Ruolan smiled sweetly at me, then rested her head on my shoulder and whispered, "Uncle Liu, don't worry, I wouldn't be so heartbroken over such a clown." After a slight pause, she added softly, "Uncle Liu, thank you..."

"Huh, why are you suddenly being so polite with me?" I looked at Ruolan leaning against me with affection and said softly, "No one accepts a reward without merit. I haven't done anything for you, so what's there to thank me for?"

Ruolan gently shook her head, looked up at me, and said, "Perhaps these are all insignificant little things to you, but for me, they are enough to be etched in my memory... Take the day I returned here, for example. Maybe you don't remember the situation now, but I remember it very clearly. I still clearly remember that day when I cried to you about what happened at school, and you didn't even ask any questions, just said you believed me. Perhaps you can't imagine what such a simple sentence meant to me, but for me at that time, that simple sentence was nothing short of a beacon in the darkness, making me feel much better..."

"It's not as exaggerated as you say," I gently shook my head, raised my hand to stroke her hair, and said softly, "If my words really had the power of magic, you wouldn't have gone to drink yourself into oblivion. Do you know how worried I was about you then, afraid that you might do something drastic in a moment of despair?"

"I'm sorry, I was in a really bad mood at the time..." Ruolan stuck out her tongue at me, like a little girl who had done something wrong and was pouting at her parents, then hugged my arm and shook it, saying, "Speaking of which, it's all because of my old classmate. I originally wanted to hear some comforting words from her, but instead she started nagging me, saying that I was too naive, too stupid, too honest with people, and that I didn't even realize I was being hurt, and so on. I was in a good mood at first, but after what she said, I felt like a complete failure as a person, and my mood suddenly plummeted. Later, I don't know how, I ended up drinking with her..."

"Hey, your old classmate is really good at comforting people..." I said, somewhat amused.

Ruolan smiled, but quickly suppressed her laughter and said softly, "She didn't mean it, sigh..." Ruolan suddenly sighed and didn't continue.

I was slightly taken aback and asked in surprise, "Why did you stop? Did something happen to your old classmate?"

"I only found out later. Apparently, she was having a cold war with her husband at that time..." Ruolan sighed softly and said quietly, "This old classmate of mine is actually a senior from high school. Her husband was her classmate in high school. When they got married, everyone said they were a perfect match, a match made in heaven. They had a very sweet period after their marriage, but later, I don't know what happened, they often quarreled over trivial things, and their relationship was on the verge of breaking down..."

"Oh, so have she and her husband made up now?" This kind of quarrel between couples is so common that I didn't react much when I heard it, but just asked casually.

Ruolan shook her head slightly and said softly, "I'm afraid not. A few days ago, I heard from a friend that she and her husband were talking about divorce. I don't know the details." She sighed and continued, "When she got married, all our classmates were incredibly envious. Who could have imagined it would turn out like this so quickly?"

"It's hard to say about a couple's relationship," I said softly. "To maintain a marriage, both sides often need to make sacrifices and be more tolerant." "Marriage is often the result of love, but maintaining a marriage is rarely something that can be achieved by love alone." "Holding hands and growing old together" isn't something that can be said lightly. "Is

that really true?" Ruolan's tone held a hint of doubt. "Does a model couple like you and Aunt Ling, whom everyone envies, also need to rely on sacrifice and tolerance to maintain their marriage?"

“Of course,” I said affirmatively. “After all, your Aunt Ling and I are both people in this mortal world; neither of us are immortals who don’t eat the food of the world.”

After a slight pause, I continued, “Your Aunt Ling and I lived in that rented little house for six whole years. Although she never complained to me, I could feel her longing from the yearning and anticipation she showed every time she talked about other colleagues moving into new homes.”

"Love is beautiful, but it can't feed you or house you live in. Do you think your Aunt Ling wouldn't have reservations when she sees her colleagues and friends living in better houses than us? With her qualifications, she could easily find someone much better than me. Don't you think she's made a sacrifice for me? Without tolerance and understanding, do you think we could make it work?"
(10-27,

Chapter 18)

Ruolan remained silent for a long time before finally managing to say, "Uncle Liu, does that mean we can only talk about love after we're financially secure?"

"I didn't say that, but in a sense, you could. Look at Qiong Yao's novels, which male protagonist isn't a rich young master? Only idle rich young masters like them have the time to act out so-called 'earth-shattering, tear-jerking love.' If it were a poor boy, struggling to make ends meet every day, where would he find the time to revolve around girls all day?"

I smiled and said, "But then again, poor couples do exist, it's just that in today's consumer society, the number of poor couples who can support each other through thick and thin is getting smaller and smaller. I've heard that many girls in big cities..." "When you're looking for a partner, the minimum requirement is a car and a house. Do you think love is still the same as it used to be?"

Ruolan didn't speak, her brows furrowed slightly, lost in thought. I chuckled and continued, "Parents these days really know how to raise their children. I saw a news story online the other day about a four-year-old girl who wished to marry a rich man when she grew up. How did her parents raise her? If your Aunt Ling's parents had raised her like that, she probably would never have fallen for a penniless boy like me."

"Uncle, why did Aunt Ling choose you?" Ruolan seemed particularly interested in my relationship with A-Ling, pressing for details.

I shrugged and spread my hands, saying, "I don't know why she fell for me. I've asked her many times, but she just won't tell me. Maybe she's just not right. Who knows? Sigh, let's not talk about her. Ruolan, tell me, how could you fall for an old man like me who could be your father?"

"Hmph, who fell for you?" Ruolan blushed, her fair face flushed with a rosy hue. Perhaps unable to bear my gaze, she lowered her head shyly, revealing her pink neck to me. Under the lamplight, a beauty's shyness is most captivating. My heart skipped a beat, and my hands unconsciously pulled Ruolan closer. As if sensing my intention, Ruolan's breathing quickened. Without hesitation, I gently cupped Ruolan's burning cheeks.

She glanced at me shyly, then gently closed her beautiful eyes, her fragrant lips curving upwards.

Without hesitation, I lowered my head and kissed her, my lips accurately enveloping Ruolan's small, cherry-like lips, gently sucking. Ruolan's delicate body trembled slightly, her sweet little tongue actively reaching into my mouth. Although still a bit clumsy and awkward, it brought me an even stronger temptation and stimulation. Our two tongues intertwined in our mouths, playing a game of chase, like a child suddenly discovering an interesting toy. Ruolan's fragrant tongue seemed to enjoy stirring in my mouth, teasing my senses.

Before I knew it, Ruolan's soft hands were tightly wrapped around my neck, while I supported the back of her head with one hand and moved the other to her full buttocks, pressing her exquisite body tightly into my arms; as if trying to meld her body into mine.

The strength under my hand gradually increased unintentionally, but we were both immersed in the passionate kiss and didn't notice. Although it wasn't the first time I had observed Ruolan's reaction so closely, it was the most composed time. Ruolan's eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her nostrils flaring rapidly, and a captivating smile graced her beautiful face. "So beautiful," I thought to myself. At that moment, Ruolan seemed to have transformed into a beautiful angel.

Time seemed to stand still during our passionate kiss. Ruolan and I kissed tirelessly, my lips growing numb. "Whoosh!" A whistling arrow flew past us with a sharp sound and exploded a short distance in front of us.

The sudden loud noise startled both Ruolan and me, abruptly ending our passionate kiss. Laughter drifting from above made our faces burn. Looking around, we realized we were standing in front of a residential building. Ruolan and I looked up in astonishment and saw a mischievous little boy's face peeking out from the fourth-floor balcony. Beside him stood a beautiful young woman. Seeing us look up, she apologized sweetly, "I'm so sorry, you two. My son is so naughty..."

Realizing that our scene had been witnessed by a third party, Ruolan felt incredibly embarrassed. She let out a soft moan and buried her flushed face in my arms.

"It's alright...it's alright..." My face also burned, and I quickly carried Ruolan away from the scene. Seeing Ruolan still nestled tightly against my chest, I couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, though I jokingly said, "Ruolan, I never knew you were so heavy! Looks like you should lose some weight." "

I'm not heavy at all, I'm only..." No girl would tolerate a man questioning her weight, and Ruolan was no exception. But seeing the smile on my face, she immediately realized she'd been tricked. She lightly punched me twice with her small fist, blushing and scolding, "Uncle, you're so naughty, you're lying to me again..." I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ruolan punched me a few times, then couldn't help but lean on my shoulder and giggle.

When Ruolan and I returned to school, it was already the Year of the Monkey (according to the lunar calendar). Yingying opened the door for us, immediately complaining, "Dad, Ruolan, why are you back so late? We were waiting for you to come back so we could make a wish together." Ruolan and I exchanged a smile, because we had already made our wishes. Making New Year's wishes together as the family rings the New Year is a custom here.

"Sorry...uh, what's wrong?" I smiled apologetically at Yingying, about to explain, when I suddenly noticed her strange look.

Ruolan and I were both startled, only to see Yingying slyly sniff me for a moment, then run to Ruolan and sniff her nose, before giggling and running away, shouting, "Haha...I know...Aunt Mei...Sister Shi..."

"What's wrong?" Yumei and Yashi came out of the bedroom and stopped the laughing Yingying. "Yingying, what are you laughing at?"

"See for yourselves...haha..." Yingying laughed until tears were almost in her eyes, her hand trembling as she pointed at us.

Ruolan and I exchanged glances, looking at ourselves, but there seemed to be nothing wrong. Yumei and Yashi looked at Ruolan and me suspiciously, then suddenly pointed at my face and giggled. "What's wrong with you all? Is there something on my face?" I asked, puzzled.

"Ouch..." Ruolan suddenly cried out, her pretty face turning bright red. She hurriedly said, "I'm going back to sleep..." and then ran out the door.

I touched my face, but nothing seemed wrong. I was completely baffled, staring blankly at the three women laughing hysterically. After a long while, Yumei finally managed to suppress her laughter and dragged me to the mirror by the wardrobe. When I saw my reflection, I finally understood why they were laughing. My face flushed red too, because I saw two clear lip prints on my face.

"I'll go check on Ruolan..." Yumei "gently" pinched my thigh, then giggled and went out the door.

As soon as Yumei left, Yingying and Yashi, the two maids, surrounded me with giggles. Seeing their mischievous eyes, I was both annoyed and amused, and I said with a laugh, "What do you want?"

"Sister Shi, go!" At Yingying's command, the two girls pounced on me, pinning me to the sofa. Their tiny fists rained down on me, though they were more like tickles than real punches, making me want to laugh. Yingying was even funnier. Perhaps feeling that just hitting me wasn't enough, she straddled me, grabbed my collar, and sternly demanded, "You big pervert, are you going to confess?" "Have

mercy, heroine! I'll confess!" Ya Shi was already laughing so hard she was dizzy, clutching her stomach and complaining of pain. Yingying glared at me for a while, then couldn't help but chuckle herself, leaning against my chest. After the two girls' antics, I felt like I'd suddenly become much younger. I sat up, holding the two giggling girls, and pinched Yingying's cheek, saying, "You little jealous pot, you're so sharp-eyed."

"I'm not jealous at all! I wouldn't be jealous of Sister Ruolan!" Yingying wrinkled her little nose and made a face at me, then teased me, "Dad, you're so lame! You don't even know to wipe your mouth clean after sneaking a kiss."

I shook my head with a wry smile, pretending to be angry as I pinched her little nose, saying, "Little girl, are you asking for a beating? Daring to tease your dad?"

Yingying giggled, then suddenly seemed to remember something, pouting and complaining, "Dad, you shouldn't have done that! How could you keep such an interesting thing from us?"

Yashi chimed in, "Yeah, Dad, tell us quickly, when did you and Sister Ruolan start dating? How come we didn't notice anything?"

"Little girl, don't be too curious, or you'll become a gossip later." I chuckled and gave Ya Shi's ample chest a squeeze.

Ya Shi blushed, grabbed my mischievous hand from her chest, and pleaded, "Dad, tell us the story..."

Seeing Ying Ying's expectant look, I said helplessly, "You two little girls... alright, I'll tell you, but you can't use it to make fun of Ruolan."

"Hehe, Dad, you're so biased! You're already siding with Ruolan..." Ying Ying, that girl, always loves to stir up trouble. Seeing me glare at her, she quickly laughed, "Dad, just kidding, please continue..." I glared at her, then glanced at Ya Shi nestled in my arms like a kitten, cleared my throat, and began to tell the two girls everything that had happened between Ruolan and me...

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Miao Yuxiu and her daughter Yao Jiani came to wish us a Happy New Year, so we went to visit Shuling's grave together. On the way back from the cemetery, everyone was silent, even the usually chattering girls were unusually quiet. I kept thinking, if Shuling knew in the afterlife, what would she feel if she saw me with another woman at her grave?

"Ouch..." Distracted, I almost bumped into someone while going up the stairs, and it was a beautiful woman. I looked up, she looked down, and we both froze for a moment. Before me was an elegant and dignified face, with clear black and white eyes, a well-defined nose, fair skin with a rosy glow, and a small, slightly upturned mouth—all pleasing to the eye. But what stunned me wasn't her beauty, but her unique, cold and alluring temperament, and her mature and charming allure.

"Teacher Liu, you're Teacher Liu..." I was about to apologize when she grabbed my hand, her expression excited. I was stunned again: "You are..."

"Yulin, how can you be confused? This is Yurong, the girl you saved." Principal Chang Yuzhen's voice rang out at the top of the stairs. I looked up and saw Chang Yuzhen standing side by side with two beautiful young women at the corner of the stairs. I recognized them; one was Chang Yuzhen's daughter, Hao Wenxiu, and the other was Wu Suxin, who had come all the way from the provincial capital to visit me. I finally knew who this beautiful young woman was.

"Come, please have some tea." After the guests were seated, Chang Yuzhen explained their purpose. It turned out that Cheng Yurong and her daughter Wu Suxin had come all the way from the provincial capital to see me, their savior. They hadn't expected to run into me while I was downstairs. To be honest, I still couldn't quite believe that this beautiful young woman was the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection who terrified corrupt officials, so I couldn't help but take a second look.

After Chang Yuzhen finished speaking, Cheng Yurong smiled slightly at me and said, "Teacher Liu, I haven't seen you for so long, you won't blame me, will you?" She had a cool and elegant air about her, and her graceful smile felt like a spring breeze thawing the ice.

"How could I? You've been busy with work," I replied casually, but in my heart I thought, "No wonder she covered her face completely last time; she was afraid of attracting attention." Cheng Yurong then carefully inquired about my health. I gave her a few perfunctory answers, then said "Excuse me" and slipped out onto the balcony for some fresh air. Perhaps because Principal Chang Yuzhen was present, I felt a little uncomfortable. Women always have so much to say when they get together, and I thought it best not to get involved.

"Teacher Liu..." I turned around and saw Chang Yuzhen's daughter, Hao Wenxiu, standing at the door looking at me with a somewhat forlorn expression. In the more than half a year I hadn't seen her, she seemed to have grown even more beautiful. Seeing me turn my head, she bit her lip and asked, "Teacher Liu, are you thinking about Teacher Xu again? I heard you just visited her cemetery." I nodded silently. When Wenxiu was in high school here, Shuling was particularly fond of her; their relationship went beyond just teacher-student affection.

Wenxiu walked sadly to my side, leaned against the railing, and gazed into the distance, saying softly, "Why did someone as good as Teacher Xu leave so easily?" I was speechless, because I had asked myself this question more than once: why did fate cruelly take A-Ling away from me? After a moment of silence, Wenxiu asked softly, "Teacher Liu, you loved Teacher Xu very much, didn't you?"

"Yes, I loved her more than myself." Perhaps I will love many women in the future, but A-Ling will always be my dearest love.

Wenxiu turned her head to look at me and asked softly, "Then do you love Teacher Li?" From Wenxiu's words, I knew that Chang Yuzhen hadn't told her daughter everything about me; otherwise, Wenxiu wouldn't have asked me if I loved Yumei.

“Love.” Gazing into Wenxiu’s dark eyes, as deep as a still pool, I answered without hesitation.

Wenxiu lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked, “Can a man love two women at the same time? Or, let me ask you, when you answered me like that, did you forget about Teacher Xu?” I didn’t know how to answer her, because the matter between me and Yumei couldn’t be explained in a single sentence.

Seeing my silence, Wenxiu probably thought I was unhappy and quickly explained, “Teacher Liu, don’t misunderstand. I didn’t mean to upset you. I know Teacher Li is a very good person, I just… I just…” Seeing Wenxiu’s face turn red

, I smiled faintly and said, “You don’t need to explain. You want to speak up for Shuling, right?” Wenxiu nodded shyly.

I shook my head slightly, and the scene of Wenxiu’s arrival in QH City involuntarily flashed through my mind. Six years had passed, and the little girl had grown into a young woman. Seeing her youthful and fit figure, my heart skipped a beat, and I asked with a smile, "Do you have a boyfriend?" Wenxiu blushed and nodded shyly. I smiled slightly and said, "A girl as pretty as you, if you were at Tsinghua University, where the male-to-female ratio is severely imbalanced, wouldn't all the boys be fighting tooth and nail to pursue you?"

"Teacher Liu, you're teasing me again. It's not as exaggerated as you say." Wenxiu blushed even more and said shyly, "Teacher Liu, I'm not talking to you anymore, I have to go in." Watching Wenxiu's figure slowly disappear from sight, I couldn't help but silently wish this young girl, who was just beginning to fall in love, all the best on her journey of love.

The short seven-day Spring Festival holiday passed in the blink of an eye, and the whole city returned to its usual rhythm of life. The women in my family were all busy with their own things, leaving me a veritable loner. But this was exactly what I wanted, because I could completely immerse myself in the world of mathematics.

Yu Yi had to go to work, while Yu Mei took advantage of the time between the start of the semester to visit the families of students applying for financial aid. As the director of the "Shuling Educational Foundation," she couldn't just talk the talk without walking the walk. Ruolan attended a business administration training course, saying she wanted to improve herself. Ya Shi and Ying Ying didn't have much to do themselves, but the task of accompanying Liang Wanqing and her daughter Liang Xiaoyan at the hospital fell entirely on their shoulders, so they weren't idle either.

With the reopening of the market on January 29th, the Chinese stock market continued last year's bull market, with the entire country a sea of red. I didn't focus on analyzing any specific stock, but instead began to re-examine the algorithm model used by the stock market guru Lotsm, trying to introduce game theory ideas into the model.

The Chinese can be said to be the ancestors of game theory. The story of "Tian Ji's Horse Race" in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods is actually a typical game theory case. In short, the so-called game is about what strategy can maximize one's own interests in a competitive situation, considering the influence of the behavior of all participants.

From a game theory perspective, the stock market is a competition among thousands of investors. In this competition, everyone except yourself is your opponent. If you don't understand the mentality of your opponents, losing money in the stock market is inevitable.

Furthermore, the Chinese stock market is a near-zero-sum (or even negative-sum) game because the funds injected by dividends and payouts are far less than the funds taken away by transaction taxes and commissions. Therefore, overall, the stock market not only fails to increase the value of investors' money, but may even depreciate it.

In a zero-sum game, one person's victory is necessarily built on the defeat of others; your win is equivalent to someone else's loss, and wanting to win is equivalent to wanting others to lose. To make money in the stock market, you must first find your losers.

Warren Buffett once used an analogy: "It's like playing poker. If you can't figure out who the loser is after playing for a while, then that loser is definitely you." In other words, if you can't calculate who will be your loser when you enter the market, then you will definitely become a loser in the stock market. While Warren Buffett is renowned for his investment acumen, he is also a master of stock market manipulation, a fact further evidenced by his famous "Mr. Market" story.

From a macro perspective, the opposing sides in the stock market competition can be represented by institutional investors and retail investors. To make money in the stock market, there are essentially only two paths: one is to possess sufficient wisdom to play a cat-and-mouse game with the institutional investors and profit from it; the other is to align yourself with the institutional investors—either follow them, help them, or even become one yourself.

Some people who have been in the stock market for years often can't understand why others make money using technical analysis while they consistently lose money using the same methods. This is because they haven't grasped that the underlying issue is often manipulation by institutional investors.

Stock market investors obsessed with technical analysis are often the easiest prey for cunning market manipulators. These manipulators often employ a "train first, then exploit" approach, deliberately creating patterns that are easy for others to understand, and then using these patterns to their advantage. Those who only know how to catch patterns in market fluctuations but lack a clear understanding of the overall game dynamics will inevitably fall into this trap.

The reason Lotsm can predict stock trends is that it uses probability and statistics to identify a certain operational pattern used by market manipulators to drive up stock prices, or in other words, it has, to some extent, figured out the manipulators' intentions. Therefore, it's not surprising that it can be used to make money.

In this sense, Lotsm's operational strategy is a kind of "following the manipulators" strategy. Although Lotsm's actual performance is quite good, its purely statistical probability approach can sometimes lead to biases. Furthermore, there are often better methods to predict market manipulators' strategies. Incorporating this prior information into the model would undoubtedly further improve its accuracy.

For a simple example, if you see a stock price breaking through a densely distributed area of shares during an upward trend, but the number of shares sold for profit is very small, this is a clear indication that a major player is driving up the price, and you should be very careful when trading.

However, nothing is as simple as it sounds. Introducing game theory methods into the LOTSM model is not an easy task either. But now I seem to have an innate sensitivity to numbers and symbols, often able to find shortcuts to the light from the fog of numerical charts. Based on the actual results, I continuously revised and improved the model, and the accuracy of LOTSM predictions has significantly improved. Of course, at the same time, the funds I invested in the stock market have snowballed.

The uneventful days passed by, and Liang Wanqing's health improved day by day, but my relationship with Ruolan did not make any substantial progress. Although kissing and touching breasts were commonplace, we still hadn't crossed that final line. Ruolan seemed quite satisfied with our current relationship, and I wasn't in a hurry either, because I didn't want to force anything. On the contrary, Yuyi and the others were a bit anxious about Ruolan and my lukewarm relationship, just like the old saying, "The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuchs are."

Before we knew it, it was February 16th. Like a stone suddenly thrown into a calm lake, the usually peaceful city of QH suddenly became turbulent. With the sudden arrival of the provincial discipline inspection commission working group led by Cheng Yurong and the announcement that Mayor Zhou Xipi had been placed under investigation, an anti-corruption battle officially began in QH.

Only then did I realize what Cheng Yurong meant when she said "We'll meet again soon" during our last farewell. At the time, I thought she was just saying it casually. It seems there's more to the story behind the incident where I took the bullet for Cheng Yurong. Analyzing all the signs, Cheng Yurong's trip to QH was probably for a special purpose.

As the saying goes, "When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter." With the downfall of Mayor Zhou Xipi, a number of officials, big and small, in QH City were gripped by fear and unease, and an atmosphere of unease quietly spread throughout the city.

However, none of this concerned me. I remained oblivious to the outside world, focusing intently on studying my stock trading model. By the end of the month, my profits had exceeded 200%, and my total capital had surpassed ten million. But when I told the women in my family the news, their reactions were all lukewarm: "Oh, really?" It was as if that was expected, which left me slightly annoyed.

With the arrival of March, the air of spring grew stronger each day, and the weather gradually warmed up. Perhaps worried that I'd be bored at home alone, Yumei and the others encouraged Ruolan to take me to driving school, saying that having two drivers would be much more convenient once we bought a car. I thought it made sense, so Ruolan and I enrolled at a driving school.

Watching others drive used to seem effortless, but when I finally got behind the wheel myself, I realized it wasn't so easy. I fared relatively well, only breaking a few marker poles while practicing parallel parking. Ruolan, however, made quite a few embarrassing mistakes, nearly driving into a ditch or lurching forward while reversing, scaring her instructor half to death. It seems she learned her lesson from that BMW-driving woman from Northeast China.

Since Ruolan's training course was in the afternoon, we all went to driving school in the morning, and today was no exception.

After lunch, the women in the family went to work or school, leaving me alone to relax. I made myself a cup of tea, lit a cigarette, and leisurely searched for information online. As the Lotsm prediction model became more accurate, I no longer spent a lot of time studying the domestic stock market. On one hand, I started paying attention to the dynamics of international stock markets; on the other hand, my gaze returned to the world of Go, a game I both love and hate, because I have a dream.

"Knock, knock, knock..." The gentle knocking drew my attention away from the computer screen. I reluctantly got up to open the door, wondering who it could be. "Sister Liang, is that you?" Standing at the door was Liang Wanqing, who had just been discharged from the hospital a few days ago, which surprised me.

Seeing my surprise, Liang Wanqing smiled slightly and said, "What, aren't you welcoming this uninvited guest?"

"Sister Liang, you're joking! Please come in." I ushered Liang Wanqing into the house, saying, "Sister Liang, you've just been discharged, why aren't you resting at home?"

"I'm fine now, why would I need to rest... Hmm, what's this smell?" Liang Wanqing frowned as she spoke. Her gaze swept quickly across the room, and she soon spotted the source of the odor. She frowned and said, "Yu Lin, you still smoke?"

I hurriedly went over and stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, explaining with a smile, "It's a habit I've recently developed; my mouth always feels uncomfortable without something in it."

"Here, Sister Liang, have some tea." I handed Liang Wanqing the teacup and sat down opposite her. Looking her over, I asked with a smile, "Sister Liang, is there something you need today?" After recuperating in the hospital for over a month, she seemed to have gained some weight.

Liang Wanqing shook her head slightly, looked up at me, and said, "I didn't come here for anything else today; I just wanted to thank you in person."

"Sister Liang, you're being too polite. Why bother coming all the way here to thank me?" I said, somewhat bewildered. We were so familiar with each other; saying something like that felt a bit insincere. Liang Wanqing didn't answer, but stared straight at my face, which puzzled me. "Sister Liang, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with my face?"

Liang Wanqing shook her head again and said softly, "Yulin, you're the one who should be being polite. You paid for it yourself, yet you let the factory manager and the others lie to me?"

I was taken aback at first, then smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Sister Liang, you knew?"

Liang Wanqing nodded and said with a wry smile, "Actually, I knew a long time ago. I was just wondering when you would tell me the truth, but I didn't expect you had no intention of doing so at all. Even Xiaoyan kept it from me."

"You knew a long time ago? If Xiaoyan didn't tell you, then how did you know?" Hearing Liang Wanqing's words, I was stunned. I made up that lie just to avoid affecting her recovery, and I didn't mean to keep it from her forever because the lie was too easy to be exposed. Later, because no one brought it up, we all forgot about it.

Liang Wanqing looked at me and said softly, "It was when Reporter Zhao came to see me one day that she mentioned it unintentionally. Otherwise, I would still be kept in the dark." Zhao Jiahui? How did she know? The image of that somewhat troublesome girl involuntarily appeared before my eyes. Ever since we met at the hospital, she had approached me several times hoping to interview me, but I had refused her rather rudely each time because I didn't want to become the subject of gossip.

“Sister Liang, actually…” I was about to explain when Liang Wanqing waved her hand to stop me. She said softly, “Yulin, you don’t need to explain anything. How could I not understand your good intentions? But is it worth it?” Her voice was a little choked up, and her gaze towards me was somewhat blurred. “Yulin, you really didn’t have to do this. Why…”

“Do I need a reason to help a friend?” I shrugged, pretending to be relaxed. “A few tens of thousands of yuan is nothing to me, but if I didn’t do this, could you focus on recovering? Actually, this was the first thing that reporter Zhao thought of. She reminded Xiaoyan and me. Sister Liang, you don’t need to hold a grudge. Maybe we can get the money back once the case is solved.”

"Don't try to comfort me. The case is still unsolved. Who knows if it ever will be? Even if it is, the money will probably be squandered by the thieves by now. How can we ever get it back?" Liang Wanqing shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "It seems I'll never be able to repay this favor in my lifetime. Even if you sold me, I wouldn't be worth 80,000 yuan."

"Sister Liang, why do you take favors so seriously? If I have to repay any favors, why should I help you?" I shook my head and said, "Sister Liang, just pretend nothing happened. Why make yourself worry?"

Liang Wanqing gave me a deep look and sighed softly, "You make it sound so easy. It's understandable that you can forget about a favor you did without expecting anything in return. But if I were to forget it like you say, wouldn't that be ungrateful? As the ancients said, even a drop of water in need should be repaid with a spring of water. Besides, you've helped me so much this time. Otherwise, I really don't know how I would face the workers in the factory."

"Sister Liang, I think you're being too hard on yourself. It wasn't your fault. I think any reasonable person wouldn't blame you. Why take all the blame upon yourself? If everyone were like you, wouldn't life be too tiring?" I advised gently, "Life is only a few decades long. If you're too attached to certain things, you'll often lose the joy of life and make yourself unhappy. Why don't you try to change yourself?"

“What you say makes sense, but this is just my fate, and I can’t change it even if I want to.”

Liang Wanqing’s resigned and negative attitude made me very uncomfortable. This wasn’t the first time I’d heard such pessimistic words from her. During a previous visit to the hospital, I overheard a conversation between her and Yu Yi. They started by talking about my relationship with Yu Yi. Liang Wanqing asked Yu Yi, “Yi-mei, is Yu Lin good to you?”

Yu Yi replied, “Yu Lin is very good to me. I’ve never felt so at ease.”

Liang Wanqing, still not giving up, asked again, “Then you really don’t mind following him without any status or relationship? Aren’t you afraid that one day he’ll abandon you?”

“Why should I mind? I was the one who approached him first,” Yu Yi said softly. “Yu Lin is a very sentimental person with a kind heart. I don’t think he would heartlessly abandon my daughter and me. Even if that day comes, I don’t think I’ll blame him too much, because he has already given my daughter and me so much.”

“Yi-mei, aren’t you being too stubborn? I think Yu-lin, though he seems polite and courteous, is inherently a womanizer. You’re so devoted to him, but you don’t know which woman he’s thinking about.” Liang Wanqing sighed. “Yi-mei, do you know that even our Xiao-yan almost fell for him…”

“How could I not know?” Yu-yi’s tone was tinged with doubt. “Sister Qing, you don’t have a grudge against Yu-lin because of Xiao-yan, do you? If Yu-lin hadn’t been able to control himself, Xiao-yan probably…”

“Yi-mei, I know.” Liang Wanqing sighed softly. “I don’t mean to blame Yu-lin, it’s just that Xiao-yan… sigh, ever since she told me about her relationship with Yu-lin, she’s become so heavy-hearted. Before, she would always come home and laugh and joke with me, sometimes even playfully bickering, but now she’s like a different person, always lost in thought.”

“Yi-mei, we’ve both been through this, you understand without me saying anything. Yi-mei, Yu-lin helped you and your daughter, so I can understand why you’re so devoted to him; but I can’t understand why even a young girl like Xiao-yan is so infatuated with him? I’m really worried about you and Sister Mei. What will you do if he really gets involved with a young girl one day?”

“What will we do? We’ll just have to deal with it.” Yu-yi chuckled. “Sister Qing, don’t worry about us. You should worry about Xiao-yan and yourself. Sister Qing, honestly, haven’t you thought about finding someone else all these years?”

“Of course I have, but who would want a divorced woman like me with a daughter?” Liang Wan-qing sighed. “Besides, that heartless man really hurt me too much, making me afraid to cross that line again…”

“Sister Qing, after all these years, are you still so hung up on things?” Yu Yi sighed softly, and after a moment of silence, said, “Sister Qing, don’t think too much about it. Xiao Yan is all grown up now, and you should start thinking about your own life. We women, in the end, still need to find a man to rely on. Now, every time I think back to those dark days when Ya Shi and I depended on each other, I feel like I

can’t bear to look back…” “I’ve endured all these years, and I’ve given up all illusions. I’ve accepted my fate. Now I only have one wish: if God can let me see Xiao Yan happily wearing her wedding dress, I’ll be content.” Liang Wanqing sighed softly, “It’s a pity that Xiao Yan keeps me on edge, sigh…”

Yu Yi clearly didn’t know how to comfort Liang Wanqing anymore, and their conversation ended abruptly. But the pessimistic attitude towards life that Liang Wanqing revealed left a very deep impression on me. I can imagine the pressure she has endured as a single mother over the years, and I can understand her attitude towards relationships as a woman whose heart has been wounded. However, I still cannot accept her attitude of surrendering to fate without any resistance.

"How do you know you can't change if you haven't even tried?" I felt a surge of frustration, and my tone changed slightly. "Sister Liang, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you really need to change your temper, not only for yourself but also for your family and friends who care about you. You didn't see how anxious Xiaoyan was after that reporter's reminder; otherwise, I don't know what you would think."

Realizing my tone was a bit lecturing, I paused to calm myself down before continuing, "Admittedly, taking responsibility is a fundamental quality of an upright person, but you also need to consider whether it's within your capabilities. Take this incident, for example. While it was caused by you, it was an unexpected event, something you couldn't have predicted or controlled. Taking all the blame upon yourself is unnecessary and unhelpful. Besides adding unnecessary psychological pressure to yourself and causing trouble for your family and friends, it won't do you any good."

“But when I think about how those workers who have worked hard all year might not be able to have a happy New Year because of this, I feel like I’ve let them down so badly,” Liang Wanqing said hesitantly. Perhaps my words made her feel a bit pressured.

I nodded and said softly, “Yes, those workers are indeed victims of this incident, but don’t forget that you are also a victim, and you’ve suffered even more than them. At most, they can’t get their wages on time, but you almost lost your life. What else do you have to apologize for?” Liang Wanqing lowered her head and fell silent, lost in thought.

“Sister Liang, life isn’t always as we wish. As long as we do our best and have a clear conscience, that’s enough.”

Looking at Liang Wanqing’s serene face, I sighed and continued, “Sister Liang, having a compassionate heart isn’t a bad thing, but never think of yourself as a savior. There are no saviors in this world, neither are you, nor am I. Although I helped you this time, there are countless people in this world who need help more than you. Do you think we can help them all solve their problems? Of course not. Sister Liang, you might think I’m being nosy, but as a friend, I still want to advise you: instead of clinging to some illusory things, it’s more practical to think about how to make yourself and your loved ones happier.”

"Yu Lin, thank you for your words." After a long silence, Liang Wanqing finally looked up at me sincerely and sighed slightly. She continued, "Actually, it's not that I haven't thought about changing my life, but some things... sigh... are hard to explain..."

I remembered the conversation I had overheard between her and Yu Yi, and without thinking, I blurted out, "What things are so complicated, and hard to explain? Isn't it just that you're afraid of being hurt a second time, and afraid that Xiao Yan will be wronged?"

"You..." Liang Wanqing's pretty face flushed red. She lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, twisting her fingers around her clothes and saying shyly, "Yu Yi told you, right?" I didn't want to admit that I had overheard it, so I just nodded. Liang Wanqing was silent for a moment, then said softly, "You already know, so I don't need to say anything more. We women are just born to have a hard life..."

"What do you mean, born to have a hard life? You don't know how to fight for happiness, and you expect it to come knocking on your door?"

I gently shook my head and said, "I think you're 'once bitten, twice shy.' If you used to think about Xiaoyan, she's almost an adult now, so you should start planning for your own future. Otherwise, like you said, when Xiaoyan puts on her wedding dress, do you think you'll be living alone or caught between the two of them?"

"I think Yuyi is right. Even a very successful career woman still needs to find a man she can rely on. Actually, I think this applies to men as well. No matter how successful a man is in his career, he still needs a safe haven because the pressure of supporting yourself alone is too great. But if you have someone to share the burden with, it's completely different."

“How I wish I had a safe haven! But…” Liang Wanqing chuckled self-deprecatingly, “Look at me, I’m practically an old lady now, too picky to settle for anything. Who would want me? I don’t want to marry an old man…”

I smiled slightly and joked, “Who said Sister Liang is an old lady? I think Sister Liang’s standards are too high! Sigh, I was hoping to offer myself, but it seems there’s no hope…”

With a soft "pfft," Liang Wanqing couldn't help but laugh. Her face flushed, she glanced at me sideways, biting her lip and gently scolding, "You really are a smooth talker, actually trying to take advantage of Sister Liang? If Sister Mei and the others heard this, would they let you off easily? Honestly, it wasn't enough that you provoked Ya Shi, you had to go and provoke my Xiao Yan too. Luckily you didn't touch Xiao Yan, or I wouldn't forgive you."

Although Liang Wanqing wasn't a stunning beauty, her blushing cheeks and shy, slightly reproachful expression were indescribably captivating. I stared blankly at her delicate face, my heart filled with romantic thoughts, an impulse to pull her into my arms and cherish her tenderly.

"Sister Liang, you're so beautiful," I murmured to myself, staring blankly at Liang Wanqing's face, completely oblivious to what she was saying.

Liang Wanqing blushed under my intense gaze, and hearing my nonsensical words, she let out a soft moan of embarrassment, her face flushing crimson. She lowered her head and said shyly, "Yulin, what nonsense are you talking about? Why are you joking with me?"

"Sister Liang, I'm not joking, you look really beautiful right now..." As if driven by a mysterious force, I stood up from the sofa as if hypnotized and slowly walked towards Liang Wanqing.

Seeing me approach, a look of panic appeared on Liang Wanqing's face. She looked up at me in surprise and said, "Yulin, you... what do you want to do?"

"Sister Liang, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I just want to see you more closely..."

Liang Wanqing leaned back on the sofa in fear, but I followed her like a shadow until she had nowhere left to retreat. Her delicate oval face, paired with slender willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of clear, pool-like eyes, a small, adorable nose, and a small, rosy mouth, created a harmonious scene. As if bewitched, I suddenly lowered my head and kissed Liang Wanqing's cherry lips, which exhaled a delicate, orchid-like fragrance.

"Yu Lin…no…don't do this…mmm…" The moment my lips sealed hers, Liang Wanqing trembled, as if stunned, her eyes wide as she stared at my face so close to hers. Her cherry lips were soft and sweet, and a subtle fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafted from her hair into my nostrils, intoxicating me.

"Waaah…you…bullied me…" As if suddenly snapping out of her daze, Liang Wanqing abruptly pushed me away and then buried her face in the sofa, sobbing softly.

My senses returned to normal. Although I was secretly surprised by my own outrageous behavior, this wasn't the time to dwell on that. Seeing Liang Wanqing sobbing on the sofa, her shoulders hunched, my heart ached. I stepped forward and hugged her from behind. "Sister Qing, don't cry..."

"Yu Lin...you...you...let me go..." Liang Wanqing struggled violently, but her petite frame limited her strength. The more she struggled, the tighter I held her, which made her panic. She pushed me away forcefully with both hands while urgently saying, "Yu Lin...you...let me go...or...I'll call for help..."

"Sister Qing, I really like you. I want you to be my woman..." I didn't let go of her but whispered softly in her ear. As if stunned by my words, Liang Wanqing trembled and stopped struggling. I gently turned her around by her shoulders, and what came into view was Liang Wanqing's tear-streaked, pitiful appearance. My heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable emotion welled up within me. Almost without thinking, I lowered my head and kissed the tear tracks on her face.

Liang Wanqing seemed to be startled awake, reaching out to block me while shrinking back like a frightened little rabbit: "Yulin...don't do this..."

"Sister Qing, look into my eyes..." I held her tightly in my arms, staring into her eyes and saying softly, "Sister Qing, be my woman, I will make you and Xiaoyan happy, believe me."

Liang Wanqing seemed very flustered, shaking her head like a rattle-drum, her words somewhat incoherent: "No...Yulin...no...this won't do...we can't do this...Yulin...please let me go..."

I shook my head slightly, lowered my head and gently kissed her cherry lips, whispering, "Sister Qing, what are you afraid of? Don't you believe me? Didn't you say no one wanted you? I want you, I want you and Xiaoyan to have a happier life..." Seeing her pitiful appearance only aroused my desire to conquer her.

"No... Yu Lin... I don't want this kind of pity and sympathy... I can't let Sister Mei and the others down..." Liang Wanqing shook her head vigorously, clearly unwilling to surrender.

I lowered my head and kissed her face, softly saying, "Sister Qing, this isn't pity, I really like you. Don't close your heart anymore, open a window, give yourself a new sky..." With that, I sealed her lips with mine. Liang Wanqing made a few soft moans and slowly gave up struggling.

"Mmm... Hmph..." Under my passionate kisses and caresses, Liang Wanqing's resistance became insignificant, even seeming somewhat coy. Her hands unconsciously hooked around my neck, pulling my head down even lower.

A kiss ignited a fire of passion, and Liang Wanqing responded fervently, her delicate tongue actively entering my mouth, entwining with mine. Liang Wanqing's eyes were tightly closed, her nostrils flared, constantly exhaling fragrant breath; while I opened my eyes wide, observing her beautiful face up close, and at that moment I silently made a vow in my heart.

Passionate kisses were no longer enough for me; my right hand unconsciously moved to Liang Wanqing's chest, exploring her beautiful breasts through her thin clothing. Oh, the soft, smooth feeling was so good; although her breasts weren't large, the touch was incredibly wonderful; I felt a fire burning in my chest, and my hand uncontrollably increased its pressure, kneading her breasts through her clothes.

"Ah... Yulin... don't do this..." My movements startled Liang Wanqing, and she pushed me away abruptly, panting. At this moment, her face was flushed, her hair slightly disheveled, her eyes somewhat dazed, filled with an indescribable allure. Staring at her for a long time, I suddenly pounced on her, pinning her down on the sofa, and then lowered my head to find her small mouth. Liang Wanqing hurriedly braced herself against my chest, saying urgently, "Yulin... I'm sorry... I really can't..."

"Sorry?" I stared blankly at Liang Wanqing's still flushed face, murmuring the words. This seemingly ordinary polite phrase, however, felt like a five-ton hammer had struck me. All the tenderness and affection in my heart vanished instantly, leaving me feeling like a deflated balloon. I sighed dejectedly, listlessly getting up from her and slowly walking to the side, sitting down with my head in my hands, my heart filled with bitterness and disappointment. After Liang

Wanqing washed her face in the bathroom, she quietly walked behind me. I wanted to turn around and see her expression, but the sense of defeat made me abandon the idea. I said hoarsely, "I'm sorry..." Although I felt deeply disappointed, I didn't blame her at all. After all, not everyone could accept my current almost absurd lifestyle. Liang Wanqing remained silent behind me, and I was speechless as well. We remained silent for a long time, the room falling into an unbearable stillness.

"Then...then I'll go..." Liang Wanqing finally spoke after a long silence. I didn't look up, nor did I speak, because I didn't know what to say. Goodbye? Take care? Welcome back? Perhaps seeing my silence, Liang Wanqing sighed softly, then her footsteps slowly moved towards the door. The sound of the door opening, closing, footsteps... finally, everything returned to calm.

"How could this happen?" After Liang Wanqing left, I sat on the sofa, head in my hands, deep in thought, unable to understand why I had suddenly kissed her so forcefully.

Looking back now, it seems that for a very short period of time, my thoughts and actions were out of my control. The fantasies that arose in my mind came without warning, as if another "me" existed inside me, and that it had briefly taken over my body. This was truly unbelievable; I even wondered if I had been reading too many fantasy novels and developed delusions.

Although I can't understand why I acted so impulsively, I don't regret my actions. What I said to Liang Wanqing later was indeed my true feeling. I genuinely wanted to make Liang Wanqing my woman. This thought didn't just suddenly arise today; it had been there since I saw Xiaoyan crying by the hospital window. That scene had a profound impact on me.

Even now, when I close my eyes, I can still strongly feel the endless sorrow and near-desperate helplessness emanating from Xiaoyan at that moment. It was at that moment that I first had the thought of taking care of Liang Wanqing and her daughter, although at that time I hadn't thought much about Liang Wanqing's situation.

Later, I overheard a conversation between Liang Wanqing and Yu Yi, and the idea of making her my woman began to take root in my heart, because I was confident I could bring Liang Wanqing happiness and joy. My confidence stemmed from a deeper understanding of women, these peculiar creatures.

Women Liang Wanqing's age had long passed the age of romance and had experienced emotional setbacks. They were very rational and practical about life. A warm home, a loving and supportive man, and obedient and adorable children were their highest pursuits—things I could provide.

But with Xiao Yan, I wouldn't be so confident. She was still a young girl experiencing her first stirrings of love, full of romantic fantasies. Any decision she made in matters of the heart at that age could be an irrational impulse. Because of this understanding, although I no longer cared much about ethics and morality, I still tried my best to avoid getting involved with a young girl like Xiao Yan.

If one day I had to choose between Liang Wanqing and Xiaoyan, I think I would choose Liang Wanqing without hesitation, because I know I can give her happiness, but I can't predict whether I can give Xiaoyan happiness or a nightmare.

Although today's attempt didn't go well, I'm not discouraged, and I'm not surprised by today's outcome; because I've long noticed that Liang Wanqing is a remarkably strong woman, and beneath her delicate body lies a formidable and admirable resilience.

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