A week-long trip to Qingdao

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The week Zhang Chu spent in Qingdao passed by in the blink of an eye, like a fleeting meteor shower. On Monday morning, Zhang Chu's farewell to Shi Yun at home was bittersweet. They embraced, their love as tender as mist and smoke, as ethereal as clouds and water, without a single gap between them. Finally, seeing that time was approaching, he went up to hug Shi Yun one last time, stroking her all over before letting go and leaving the room.
After leaving, Zhang Chu quickly said a few words of farewell to his mother-in-law and Shi Ming, then hurried downstairs. Shi Yun, carrying their son, followed behind Zhang Chu. Downstairs, Zhang Chu hailed a taxi. Before getting in, he hugged Shi Yun and their son tightly, kissing and cuddling them. After the car door opened, he turned back and hugged Shi Yun tightly again before finally getting into the car, heading to the train station to catch the 10 o'clock train to Beijing. With
Zhang Chu gone, Shi Yun and Shi Ming felt as if their hearts had been completely emptied, leaving them with nowhere to turn. Shiyun longed to return to Nanjing immediately, to stay by Zhang Chu's side, to be in his arms, and to hear his sweet words. However, Shiyun's mother was unwilling to leave her elderly husband alone in Qingdao to go to Nanjing to help Shiyun with the baby. Her mother wouldn't go to Nanjing, nor would she allow Shiyun to hire a nanny, saying she didn't trust a nanny to care for the child. So Shiyun was stuck at home. Shiyun thought that in another month or two, after the baby was weaned, she would return to Nanjing. Staying in Qingdao, she felt uneasy, worried that Zhang Chu might be lonely at home and do something. Before Zhang Chu returned, Shiyun had imagined him sitting by the bed on many nights, guitar in his arms, playing and singing melancholy, missing her and their child. But this time, when Zhang Chu returned, Shiyun jokingly asked him if he had broken through Zhuangzi's dream, Zhang Chu replied that his guitar was probably covered in dust; he hadn't touched it since she left. Shiyun remained silent for a long time after hearing Zhang Chu's answer.
Shiming took ten days off after returning home. She planned to stay a few more days before going back to Nanjing. Just now, when she saw Zhang Chu and Shiyun parting, she felt completely numb, without pain or feeling. When Zhang Chu and Shiyun came downstairs, she didn't get down. She sank deeply into the sofa, questioning herself: Does Zhang Chu love me? She felt that it was impossible for a man to love two women at the same time. He loved her sister so deeply—tender, meticulous, attentive, and considerate. He had given her everything a man could give. How could he love her too? She felt that Zhang Chu had tricked her into a trap, using her as an add-on to his "quality of life," toying with her. Thinking of this, she wanted to hate Zhang Chu fiercely in her heart, but after trying for a long time, she couldn't bring herself to hate him. She even thought of the scene when she was lying in Zhang Chu's arms, that blissful state of being so happy it was almost unbearable. Zhang Chu often told her that her body was full of happy little hands, and if there was a heaven, it must be made up of these happy little hands. But what Shi Ming didn't know was that, just as her climax was approaching, she would have the urge to pull Zhang Chu completely inside, to envelop him, to let him melt away, to let him experience ultimate pleasure. When Zhang Chu was fully immersed in that extreme pleasure, her mind and body were also filled with a thrilling intoxication and joy. She thought, this is the ultimate way for a woman to conquer a man. Thinking of this, Shi Ming even felt a little hopeful that she would go back to Nanjing on the day Zhang Chu returned. Zhang Chu told her before he left that he would stay in Beijing for two days before returning to Nanjing. Shi Ming was worried about Zhang Chu traveling alone; she felt his energy was too boundless, and a man like that couldn't possibly be quiet when he was out.
Shi Yun, carrying the child, came upstairs and saw Shi Ming slumped on the sofa looking somewhat listless. She went over and sat down beside Shi Ming, saying, "The house feels much calmer now that your brother-in-law is gone. His train has already left; if he misses it, it would be good for him to come back for the night and leave tomorrow. The baby can play with Daddy for another night." Hearing this, Shi Ming felt a mix of emotions. She took Chu Chu from Shi Yun's arms and looked into Chu Chu's eyes, those bright eyes just like Zhang Chu's, captivating and moist. As Shi Ming looked, her heart felt a little damp…
After boarding the train, Zhang Chu seemed to have gained a sense of freedom, his mood exceptionally light. He lay on his bunk, and with this ease, he quickly fell asleep, exhausted.
He was so tired. During his time in Qingdao, he made love with Shi Yun almost every night. Even if it wasn't out of necessity, he would still penetrate Shi Yun, as if they were conveying some message of life's deepest love through it. Sometimes, while exchanging sweet words, they would connect, feeling the most vital emotions through it. Each time Zhang Chu entered Shi Yun, he would push in very deep, until he could go no further. For men, a woman's vagina is still the passage back to their primal home; only when they reach the innermost secret home of a woman does life burst forth with passionate joy. That kind of orgasm is incomparable to any other way.
During the day, besides tending to Shi Yun and the child, Zhang Chu would also try to steal a moment to embrace Shi Ming, his hands tracing her body. His heart fluttered between the two women; his tenderness and love emanated an irresistible charm from them, like a drug.
When the train arrived in Tianjin, Zhang Chu woke up. He glanced out the window only briefly before reluctantly averting his gaze. Along the tracks, white styrofoam lunch boxes and tattered plastic sheets of black, white, red, and other colors were scattered everywhere, filthy and unsightly. Zhang Chu didn't want them to spoil his mood. His memory of his first trip to Beijing was vivid. He was still in university then, filled with dreams he had kept hidden in books. He went to Beijing almost like a pilgrim. When the train crossed the Yellow River, he was shocked to find it a dry riverbed, devoid of water—the Yellow River was dead! As the train drew closer to Beijing, Zhang Chu gazed at the reddish-yellow earth outside the window, tears streaming down his face.
His initial excitement about his first trip to the North was shattered. He had wandered the northern lands following in the footsteps of Ai Qing, only to find barren landscapes ravaged by yellow sand. Those simple, honest words, those expansive spirits, had long since been eroded and buried by the wind and sand, like the crumbling Great Wall. What he touched was a painful North, devoid of the sound of rivers breathing, devoid of the gentle breath of dawn from the forests. When he left the North, he closed Ai Qing's book of poetry forever.
The train soon arrived in Beijing. It was already late when Zhang Chu got off. He took a taxi to a hotel near the ministry headquarters, checked in, and immediately called Shi Yun. Upon answering, Shi Yun jokingly asked Zhang Chu, "How are you going to sleep alone tonight?" Zhang Chu replied, "Find a girl." Shi Yun said, "Sure, rent her out to someone else, I'll charge you." Zhang Chu said, "I'll keep her for you." Upon hearing this, Shi Yun pretended to cry out, saying no. Zhang Chu said, "The emperor is far away, go ahead and cry. If you can't find someone with a slender waist, finding someone with a large bust and wide hips shouldn't be a problem, right?" Shi Yun said, "Then I'll make an appointment first, okay?" Zhang Chu said, "No, I'm not looking for my sister-in-law." Upon hearing this, Shi Yun immediately laughed and scolded Zhang Chu. The two exchanged some more flirtatious words on the phone before
hanging up. After hanging up, Zhang Chu went downstairs to find something to eat. He ordered two dishes and a bowl of rice at a small restaurant near the hotel, ate quickly, and returned to his room. He took a shower and then lay in bed watching TV. Soon, his peaceful mood was invaded by loneliness and solitude. Gradually, he felt he couldn't bear it anymore. After staying with Shi Yun for these days, he was no longer used to sleeping alone. He started thinking about Shi Yun, Shi Ming, and even Ms. Chen. After a while, he checked the time; it was only eleven o'clock. He suddenly felt a little afraid of going to sleep. Enduring a night devoid of tenderness was almost a test of Zhang Chu's will.
He took out his phone book, flipped through it, and found a familiar number—Xiao Mei's number. He picked up the phone several times, then put it down again. He was both worried that if he called, Xiao Mei wouldn't come, and worried that if he called, she would come. He just wanted to sleep with a woman, to sleep in a woman's arms; he didn't want sex, especially since he felt it was impossible for him to have sex with Xiao Mei. Zhang Chu believed that needing a woman's tenderness was one thing, needing sex was quite another.
Xiaomei works in a government office. She's usually the one who receives Zhang Chu when he comes to Beijing on business trips. There are only four people in their department: Director Li, Xiaomei, Aunt Liu, and a typist. Xiaomei and Aunt Liu were both university graduates assigned there. The typist is a temporary worker from Hebei, hired by Director Li. Director Li was originally an associate professor at a university in Beijing, but he couldn't get a full professorship, so he came to the government office. Three months later, he hired a pretty young typist. When Zhang Chu last went to Beijing on a business trip, Xiaomei told him that once in the office, this pretty typist slapped Director Li twice in front of them, but Director Li just smiled and refilled her teacup. Xiaomei also said that the reason Director Li couldn't get a full professorship at the university was supposedly because years ago on a bus, he pressed himself against a girl's buttocks, soaking her. This problem had been brought up every year during his professorship evaluations, ultimately suppressing his eligibility for a full professorship.
Zhang Chu struggled for a long time but still couldn't bring himself to call Xiao Mei. Then another thought came to Zhang Chu's mind. Last spring, when he came to Beijing for studies, he was assigned to share a room with a man from Guangdong. That man had gotten into an affair with Xiao Mei in that room. The man from Guangdong had thinning hair, pale yellow eyes, and especially, all his teeth were black. Zhang Chu found the relationship somewhat unsightly.
But spending a night alone was simply too difficult for Zhang Chu. For a fleeting moment, he even considered grabbing a girl from the street. Beijing has many universities, and many girls on the street are university students, mostly from small towns and rural areas, who often go out at night to find men to pay for living expenses and tuition. But when this thought crossed Zhang Chu's mind, it was almost immediately followed by a wave of shame.
Zhang Chu rested at one o'clock in the morning. He woke up just as dawn was breaking. He often had trouble falling asleep and woke up easily when he slept alone. He stayed in bed until seven o'clock before getting up. After getting up, he called Shiyun.
Shiming answered the phone. Shiming didn't dare to speak when she received the call, only saying a few very ordinary words before handing the phone to Shiyun. As soon as Shiyun took the phone, she asked Zhang Chu how he slept. Zhang Chu said the night was hard to endure. Shiyun laughed and said, "I know you have a bad habit." Then the two talked on the phone for a long time before hanging up.
Zhang Chu lingered until almost ten o'clock before going to Director Li's office. Everyone was in the office. When Director Li saw Zhang Chu, he asked why he hadn't called yesterday, otherwise there would have been arrangements for the evening. Zhang Chu said that everyone had already left work by the time he arrived, so he didn't want to bother him. Director Li was very hospitable to everyone, there was an unspoken understanding between them. The director wasn't considered an official in Beijing, but it was different in the local areas. Director Li had to travel several times a month, rotating between different provinces. He went downstairs, and since the office expenses were contracted out to the government, the provincial governments would cover his airfare, which he would then reimburse upon returning to Beijing. He could easily make several thousand yuan a month just from airfare alone. This covered the expenses of the junior typist.
After handing over the documents, Zhang Chu chatted with Director Li, Aunt Liu, and Xiao Mei. They chatted while waiting for lunch. At noon, the five of them sat at a table, eating and telling political jokes from Beijing. Beijingers tend to downplay politics; even when families gather in the evenings, the conversation often revolves around politics. They talk about who tried to curry favor with whom and failed, or who was promoted and is about to take charge of important matters. The whole family discusses politics more like a political bureau than the Politburo itself. But Zhang Chu wasn't interested in these things; after hearing them so often, he felt a bit tired of them. However, this was almost a mandatory lesson when traveling to Beijing. Back at work, everyone would ask with concern, "What political jokes did you hear in Beijing this time?" So Zhang Chu listened attentively.
At the dinner table, Zhang Chu told Director Li that he wouldn't be going to the office that afternoon. Director Li then asked Zhang Chu when he was leaving. Zhang Chu said he was leaving tomorrow. Director Li suggested that everyone have dinner together again that evening. Zhang Chu declined. Director Li didn't insist. After dinner, Zhang Chu said goodbye and went straight back to his dormitory. When Zhang Chu returned to his dormitory, Xiao Mei said she would sit in his room for a while before going to work, and then she went upstairs with Zhang Chu.
Once inside the room, Zhang Chu felt somewhat awkward facing Xiao Mei. Xiao Mei was a graduate of Beijing Normal University and had started working around the same time as Zhang Chu. Her parents were both university teachers, making her a typical intellectual family. Zhang Chu was puzzled; how could Xiao Mei have gotten involved with that man from Guangdong? Zhang Chu disliked that man from Guangdong, thinking he was a very filthy person.
After coming in, Xiao Mei went to the bathroom first. When she came out, she told Zhang Chu that it was too hot, and she had sweated a lot while eating, so she wanted to take a shower.
Zhang Chu went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water for Xiao Mei. As Zhang Chu turned on the hot water, he felt a little nervous, sensing that Xiao Mei was setting a trap to lure him.
While the bathtub was filling, Zhang Chu sat on the sofa and asked Xiao Mei if she had been on any business trips recently. She said no. Then Xiao Mei asked Zhang Chu, "You haven't been to Beijing for a long time." Zhang Chu replied, "My wife gave birth." Xiao Mei said, "The water's probably ready; I'm going to take a shower."
When Xiao Mei went into the shower, she didn't close the bathroom door. She undressed inside and climbed into the bathtub, which Zhang Chu could clearly see in the bathroom mirror. Zhang Chu really wanted to close the door for her. She was showering with the door open, and Zhang Chu couldn't resist spying on her in the mirror. Spying on a woman showering was more exciting than sitting in front of her and watching her shower. Zhang Chu paid close attention to her movements as she washed her breasts and between her legs; those movements often conveyed sexual signals from a woman's body, such as sexual desires or masturbation. Watching Xiao Mei shower in the mirror, Zhang Chu unconsciously felt a surge of desire. The hair between Xiao Mei's legs was very dark, dark and shiny. Zhang Chu thought to himself, "It must be very hard." This reminded him of the hair between Shi Yun's thighs. The hair between Shi Yun's legs was soft and fine, like a clump of orchid-scented grass, exuding a captivating fragrance. Shi Ming's hair was the same. He suddenly recalled the scene when he caught her having sex with that man from Guangdong. He had told them he was going to a classmate's place when he left. He walked outside for a while, then suddenly returned to the hotel. He opened the door carefully, without making a sound. He pushed open the door and saw the man from Guangdong straddling Xiao Mei, sweating profusely and panting heavily. Afterwards, he believed he had acted consciously, trying to prove a hypothesis.
Before this, he had always thought Xiao Mei wouldn't sleep with that man from Guangdong. His confirmation carried a certain decadent sentiment. As
Zhang Chu thought this, Xiao Mei had already climbed out of the bathtub. Zhang Chu quickly changed his position, so Xiao Mei wouldn't know he was spying on her in the mirror. But as soon as he turned around, Xiao Mei was already standing naked in front of him. Zhang Chu, flustered, was about to say something to brush it off when Xiao Mei said, "Don't be shy, I saw you in the mirror." Without waiting for Zhang Chu's reply, Xiao Mei straddled him. The sun was blazing, and cicadas were chirping noisily in the trees. Zhang Chu felt no desire as he held Xiao Mei's body; he even felt his heart gradually sinking. He fixed his gaze on Xiao Mei's breasts, as if hiding there in fear of her gaze.
Xiao Mei reached down and unzipped Zhang Chu's pants, trying to pull out his penis. Seeing some resistance, she got off him, pulled off his pants, then straddled him again, reaching under his penis and playing with it in her hands. After playing with him for a while, she got off Zhang Chu, took a condom from her bag, put it on Zhang Chu's penis, then pushed him down onto the bed, pulled his penis inside her, and began to bounce against him, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. When she reached orgasm, she made continuous moaning sounds of pleasure, her body twisting and turning against Zhang Chu like a willow branch swaying in the wind.
Afterwards, Zhang Chu, as if he had never forgotten, asked Xiao Mei, "Did you seduce that guy from Guangdong, or did that guy from Guangdong seduce you?" Xiao Mei replied, "Don't put it so harshly. Life is boring; it's always good to have something to do."
Zhang Chu bought a scalped train ticket that very night and rushed back to Nanjing.

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