Fragments of Youth

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That day, my advisor had an emergency and asked me, a master's student, to teach a class for the undergraduate students. I still remember the title of that class—Intercellular Communication and Signal Transduction.
If you've ever studied cell biology, you'll understand how obscure and difficult this chapter is for undergraduates.
That class was incredibly bad; students were sleeping on their desks everywhere. I finished the entire lesson in less than half the time. For a moment, the students and I stared at each other, creating an awkward atmosphere.
I didn't dare end the class early, so I told them to study on their own and come up to me with questions. I sat on the podium, pretending to flip through the textbook in the awkward silence, secretly hoping time would pass so I could escape this awful classroom.
She had regular features, but she looked like an immature bean sprout, with a youthful air about her—perhaps that was popular with the boys.
She ignored me, and we didn't speak a word to each other except for necessary exchanges during experiments.
As I answered her questions, I felt she seemed completely oblivious to the lectures, and I couldn't help but sigh inwardly—my teaching skills were truly awful!
With deep shyness, I went over almost the entire chapter with her again.
"Thank you! Senior!" she finally smiled sweetly at me, revealing her pearly white teeth.
The first time I met Xue Li, I was a second-year graduate student.
"No need to thank me!" I said sincerely, yet awkwardly.
"Senior, could I have your phone number? I can ask you any questions."
She looked into my eyes gently and said.
I took a piece of paper, wrote down my number, and gave it to her.
"It's understandable that I didn't graduate." I laughed and said, "Haven't you looked at your drawer yet?" She paused, saw my relaxed expression, and then somewhat bewilderedly opened the drawer.
"Hehe, thanks!" She walked back to her seat. I watched her back; her figure was indeed graceful and charming.
Unfortunately, the terrible classroom atmosphere at the time prevented me from really appreciating her. As soon as the bell rang, I ran off.
Two days later, an anonymous text message arrived on my computer: "Hello! Remember me? I'm the teacher who asked the question!" I smiled and replied, "Xue Li?" She replied in less than two seconds: "You know my name? What are you doing?" I was busy catching mice at the time, and after thinking for a moment, I replied, "Busy doing an experiment. Do you have..." "What's up?" She replied quickly. But I had already put on my gloves and didn't rush to check.
The experiment always went on until the early hours of the morning. I hadn't even eaten dinner, and when I picked up my phone to check the time, I found it was already past 1 a.m. and there was still a text message from Xue Li on my phone that I hadn't read: "Did I bother you? If so, you don't need to reply!" I was stunned for a moment, wanting to reply and explain. But it was late, so I thought: I'll talk about it tomorrow.
The next day, I completely forgot about it. Xue Li didn't send any more text messages.
We were like two strangers who might bump into each other on the street, passing each other by.
The next time we met ... It was three years later when I met Xue Li. By then, I was a second-year PhD student.
One day, my doctoral advisor, Professor Qin, said to me, "Gu, a second-year graduate student is coming to the lab in a couple of days.
You
'll need to supervise her." For both of us, it wasn't a difficult task. Xue Li and I were perfectly in sync in bed, our sex life was incredibly passionate.
I was using a buffer to cleanse cells, and I casually agreed, then asked, "Why is she only coming in her second year?"
Professor Qin smiled wryly and said, "She's the precious daughter of an old friend of mine, spoiled rotten. She told me before that she wasn't doing well academically and wanted to catch up in university, not wanting to... " She came to the lab early, and I gave her permission.
Last week, the graduate school checked student attendance, and this young woman suddenly came to me, confessing that she hadn't been at the university at all last semester, running off somewhere! Now she pitifully admitted her shortcomings, asking me to provide her with a certificate proving she was working and studying in the lab.
I thought to myself: This junior sister is too bold. I asked Professor Qin, "Are you really going to give her such a fake certificate?" Professor Qin sighed, "I made an exception for her father's sake!"
Seeing my surprise, he joked, "It's hard to refuse a pretty girl. Haha."
(In the background, Professor Qin led her to me: "Xiao Gu, this is Xue Li, officially joining the research group today.
Show her around the lab first." He then said to her, "Xue Li, this is your doctoral senior, Gu Xin. If
you have any questions about the experiments, you can ask him directly."
Actually, I prepared for two nights last time!) I didn't say anything, silently continuing my work.
"Senior Brother Gu! It's nice to see you again!" She smiled and extended her hand.
I looked at her for a while before I recognized her. Compared to her childish appearance three years ago, she had undergone a complete transformation. Her features still retained some of their original outline, but they had fully blossomed, exuding feminine grace. With some indescribable subtle changes, the image of that little sprout had completely vanished, replaced by the stunning beauty before me!
Her hair had recently been permed, with fine curls, and she had smoothly combed it back into a ponytail, playfully adorned with a Hello Kitty hair clip on her forehead. Her eyes were captivating, with long, curved eyelashes, and a classic oval face with a delicately pointed chin. A sophisticated outfit accentuated her slender figure. She was undeniably a beautiful and fashionable young woman. I exclaimed, "Oh, so you're Na Jie!" and shook her hand. Her hand was warm and soft, with exquisitely manicured nails.
After our conversation, I led her on a tour of the laboratory. She was curious about everything, touching each centrifuge with interest, asking a barrage of questions. I explained everything to her in detail, and before we knew it, the morning had passed. I smiled and said, "You should have known all this six months ago." "You've got the equipment!" She knew I was mocking her truancy, stuck out her tongue, and suddenly laughed, saying, "It's all your fault!" I was completely baffled. What did it have to do with me?
She said, "Who knew you'd go on to do a PhD after your Master's? If I'd known you were still here, I would have come much earlier."
This was a pretty girl's way of being charming, and my heart skipped a beat. I looked at her.
I suddenly had a feeling: a girl like her simply didn't belong in a laboratory. I wasn't maliciously attacking the looks of other female Master's students, but finding someone as genuinely beautiful as Xue Li was truly a rare find.
However, since I was already here, I might as well make the best of it. I said to her, "Xue Li, now that you've officially joined the research group,
let me remind you of a few things to keep in mind." "Great!" she laughed, seemingly forgetting our previous disagreement, revealing her pearly white teeth.
I told her about some lab rules and regulations, attendance times, and that the research group holds a book club every two weeks, where everyone briefly exchanges their reading experiences.
She asked, "Any kind of books? Novels or something?" I was practically sweating: "Professional books!
Like journals such as *Nature*, *Science*, *Cells*..."
Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed: "It's a disaster! I hate looking at these machines!"
"How are you going to write a thesis without reading professional literature? You can't graduate without a published thesis!" "Just find someone to write one for you." She said somewhat nonchalantly.
I was almost driven mad: "Miss! This isn't something money can buy! Even if you get someone to write it for you, you still need experimental results first." I was extremely confused; I wondered what kind of backroom deal she got this graduate student through.
The next day, Xue Li gave herself away in the lab. She couldn't even use a pipette! I immediately asked her, "Haven't you taken any lab classes?" "Yes!" she replied.
"Then how come you can't even use such a basic tool?" "Because I've never used it..."
she said matter-of-factly. I was speechless! How did you even attend your lab classes?
I started to feel like each day was an eternity. Two people who were hurting each other had to meet every day in that cramped lab, our faces cold and our politeness excessive.
She smiled sheepishly: "Yes. (She always tries to help me.)" "But, from now on, you have to do it yourself! Nobody here will help you! At least I don't know how." I said to her sternly.
“I’ll do it myself. Don’t be so stern,” she said gently. “But you have to teach me.”
She was actually very intelligent; she learned quickly and mastered the basic procedures of the lab in less than a month. These machines sounded high-tech, but once you were skilled at using them, they weren’t much more complex than the work of assembly line workers. The real challenge was organizing all sorts of experimental data, finding clues amidst the chaotic results, and using reason and intelligence to explore the unknown. This was truly exciting. However
, Xue Li was only good at doing her assembly line work; as for the results and data, she would just haphazardly jot them down in a notebook: “I’ll analyze them later when I have time!” I shook my head, and every now and then, I would look at her notebook… I had to reorganize my messy notebook, sorting out all the data, lest I forget it over time.
Her calligraphy wasn't very structured, but the characters were quite delicate, and she occasionally drew Hello Kitty or Tuzki in the notebook, which was quite cute.
Spending time with Xue Li was very enjoyable, just like Einstein's theory of relativity says, time flies when you're around a pretty girl.
Before I knew it, several months had passed.
We became increasingly familiar with each other, talking about everything, and she told me a lot about her work, including her hobbies, her best friends, and funny stories about her parents. I even knew that she and her first boyfriend had lived together briefly during their senior year of high school. I guessed that Xue Li wasn't a virgin anymore.
My roommate, Lao Dan, was a PhD student in another department, in his thirties. He's a grown man, with a family, yet he still flirts around. Once, he forgot his dorm key and came to the lab to find me. He saw Xue Li next to me and was immediately captivated.
That evening, after I returned to my dorm, Lao Dan smirked and said, "Xiao Xin! Not bad. You've hooked up with a beauty!"
I said, "No, it's just a junior. I don't even know if she has a boyfriend."
Lao Dan laughed and said, "What's wrong with having a boyfriend? She's not married! Senior and junior, a match made in heaven! Don't waste this opportunity!" He kept nagging in my ear, offering advice and even suggesting we just make it official. He concluded, "Xiao Xin, seize the moment! Go for it first. Anyway, men don't lose out in this, right?"
I didn't say anything, but I was already swayed by his words.
I really liked this beautiful girl . My junior colleague, Xue Li, seems to have a crush on me too. She often gives me snacks and sometimes asks me to go shopping with her, acting as her porter. When we walk together, countless people cast admiring and envious glances my way.
Having a girlfriend as beautiful as Xue Li must be every man's vanity.
Should I take action and be more proactive?
Xue Li's biggest flaw in the lab is her carelessness and forgetfulness. She'll either forget to change the cell culture medium or add fluorescent secondary antibody with the lights on. Every time she sees me frowning, she pitifully shrugs her shoulders and pouts, "Senior Brother Gu, I'll definitely be more careful next time." Professor Qin is right, pretty girls have certain privileges. Looking at her, what can I say? I can only silently change her culture medium, help her wash the secondary antibody, and refill the sample in the darkroom.
"Senior Brother Gu, you're the best!" she flatters me as she watches me clean up the mess.
"Alright, alright." One day, I deliberately feigned impatience and asked her, "Have you prepared for tomorrow's book review meeting?" She froze, gasped, her mouth agape, her long eyelashes fluttering: "Oh my god! I forgot! What am I going to do?"
I chuckled inwardly and said, "There's still time tonight, go and cram!" She frantically pulled up a lamp, tears welling up in her eyes: "How can I possibly finish? Professor Qin criticized me last time, saying I hadn't studied properly at all. This can't happen again
." "These are some of the latest academic viewpoints and cutting-edge hypotheses I've extracted from the literature I've been reading recently. I estimate that Professor Qin will be very interested in several of them, enough to earn her praise."
She opened it, glanced at it, and hugged the notebook to her chest, overjoyed: "Senior Brother Gu..." "You're the best!"
I said without even looking at her. "I knew you'd say that, it's nothing new."
She laughed, "Okay, I'll kiss you!" I was startled and dropped the marker on the table. I looked at her and said, "W-what?" She laughed heartily, kissed my palm with her red lips, pressed her hand to my face, and said with a smile, "Okay, even a kiss counts as a kiss." Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me with her radiant smile, I suddenly felt an impulse and stood up to say to her, "That doesn't count! It has to be a real kiss!"
Her lips were fragrant and soft, like sweet candy. I was still feeling a flutter in my heart when she turned her face away, parted our lips, and called out, "Senior Brother Gu, what are you doing!" I took a deep breath and looked at her... I said, "I love you. Will you be my girlfriend?" She trembled slightly, her eyes fixed on me. I kissed her again. This time she didn't pull away, letting me greedily savor her lips. However, a moment later, she suddenly snapped out of it, pushing me away.
Her face flushed, her eyes filled with resentment, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily. Before I could react, she turned and ran out of the lab, never to return. I stopped, standing there blankly until my legs ached, then slowly sat down, shaking my head and sighing: It seems I was just being presumptuous. I don't know how I'll face her tomorrow.
At the book club the next day, she deliberately avoided my gaze. I also lowered my head, like a schoolchild who had done something wrong, not daring to look at her. When it was Xue Li's turn... After reporting and requesting instructions, she cleared her throat and began to object. I listened for a couple of sentences, my heart skipped a beat, and I looked up. Xue Li still didn't look at me, but what she said was exactly the material I had prepared for her. I felt a surge of joy; this meant she still understood me after all. But why wouldn't she look at me? Was she still angry?
I wondered anxiously. Suddenly, I heard Professor Qin call me: "Xiao Gu, it's your turn!"
I hurriedly stood up and briefly described the materials I had hastily prepared. Professor Qin frowned, clearly dissatisfied: "Xiao Gu! The materials you've presented are far inferior in quality to what Xue Li has described! As your senior and a doctoral student, don't lower your standards!" While being scolded, I secretly glanced at Xue Li.
Seeing her smile, Professor Qin's stern reprimand felt like a gentle breeze for the first time.
After the book club ended, Xue Li and I returned to the lab. She looked at me and couldn't help but laugh again. I scratched my head and said, "You forgive me now?" She stopped laughing, snorted, and said, "You actually forced a kiss on me! That's so ungentlemanly, I won't forgive you!" I sensed a logical flaw in her words and quickly asked, "Then is it okay if I kiss you politely like a gentleman?" She pouted and said, "No, it's not okay!" I asked her, "Why?" She replied, "Because you didn't reply to my text at that time?"
I opened my mouth wide, unable to understand, and asked her, "Is this... really that serious?" She snorted and said, "Of course! It was the first time I actively pursued a boy, and I was rejected. Do you think that's serious?" My heart felt like it had been struck by lightning, and a numb joy spread throughout my body. I thought for a moment and said, "Xue Li, now it's my turn to pursue you! I'm pursuing you like a princess, is that okay?" She blushed and asked me, "Why do you want to pursue me?" Although she knew the answer already, I still answered honestly, "Because I love you."
She said, "But, I think, it seems that cells are more important to you than I am!" I was taken aback for a moment and said, "If I had to choose one, of course you are more important." She looked at me: "Sometimes I wonder, am I just a bunch of cells made up of individual cells in the cell?" I smiled and said, "Add another qualifier—beautiful."
She said, "Only one qualifier?" I said, "There are others. Cute, kind, gentle, delicate, carefree, daydreaming..." She listened quietly, a slight smile on her lips. I mustered my courage, walked up to her, gently stroked her soft hair, and said to her in the sweetest tone I could muster, "I love you. Xue Li." Her lips trembled slightly, but she didn't speak. I immediately asked, "Now, may I kiss you?" Xue Li slowly closed her eyes and tilted her head back.
My lips gently pressed against hers, rubbing together for a while before I cautiously extended my tongue and licked her lips. She let out a soft "Mmm" through her nose, wrapped her arms around my waist, and extended her tongue, which smelled sweet and delicate. Our tongues gently touched, chasing each other. My tongue guided hers, leading her tender tongue into my mouth. My lips held Xue Li's soft, sweet tongue, gently sucking on it.
The sweetness of love enveloped me, completely intoxicating me.
I don't know how long it lasted before we reluctantly parted. Xue Li whispered in my ear, "You can pursue me, but you can't let anyone else know, okay?" I was very confused. This wasn't something shameful, so I asked, "Why?" She blushed, hit my shoulder, and said, "Professor Qin is my dad's good friend! My dad doesn't allow me to date while I'm studying."
Her hand weakly pulled me, and she groaned loudly for a while before softly calling out, "Xiao Xin... darling, come on top of me." I obediently climbed on top of her, my erect penis head pressing against the soft flesh between her thighs, our love juices quickly wetting the rounded glans.
I immediately understood, and my heart pounded with rage. I felt a surge of anger, a sense of unease creeping over me. I looked at her with a mixture of fear and trepidation, a chill running through me. Seeing my feigned cheerfulness, she laughed and ran away.
We understood our relationship, but we couldn't let anyone know, making the atmosphere both sweet and ambiguous. Fortunately, it was often just the two of us in the lab. Whenever I had the chance, I would hug and kiss her. Although it was nerve-wracking, it also had a certain charm. I always found it funny that our relationship had turned into an affair.
We continued our secretive and intimate relationship. Because we had to keep it a secret even from her gossipy roommate, I couldn't go to her dorm to see her, and we could only express our feelings to each other through text messages every night. As our feelings deepened, my desire for her body grew stronger every day. After all, she was such a beautiful girlfriend; only a lecher would not have such thoughts.
Up to this point, the story is somewhat regrettable, but basically a happy ending. Until I discovered her secret.
One night, we were flirting and kissing in our text messages, talking intimately, and the words gradually became more explicit and provocative. We both began to feel a surge of desire. I suddenly texted, "I'm in so much pain."
She replied quickly, "What's wrong, Shin-chan?" After she became my girlfriend, she stopped calling me Senior Brother Gu and started calling me Crayon Shin-chan.
I suddenly felt energized and called her directly. The phone rang once and then connected, and her voice came through in a low voice: "Hello... My roommate is asleep, don't call!" My roommate, Lao Dan, was out having fun, so I could speak loudly without restraint. I laughed and said, "I want you."
She giggled and said, "Come and ask, I'll give you."
I was amused and got an erection. I suppressed my desire and said, "How about we go out to a hotel now?" She refused: "No, I've finished showering and am already in bed." I asked, "What are you wearing now?"
"Did a guy make it for you?" I immediately understood.
She chuckled softly, her voice alluring like a whisper, and said, "I'm only wearing a pair of panties."
I was eager, "What color? I really want to see." She teased me, "Pink.
Come on, I'll show you." I got impulsive and said, "Wait here, I'm right downstairs."
She was startled and hurriedly stopped me, "Silly boy, don't come any closer!" Seeing that I wouldn't allow it, she pleaded softly, "It's too late today, how about tomorrow?" I thought for a moment and said, "Okay, a promise is a promise!"
The next day in the lab, she deliberately avoided me, not even letting me touch her hand. Seeing her mischievous smile, I felt both angry and anxious. With great difficulty, I seized an opportunity and cornered her in the lab's storage room. As soon as I closed the door, I hugged her tightly and kissed her passionately. She responded with a laugh, saying, "You're such a pervert, Shin-chan!" I asked, "Why are you avoiding me?" She said, "The way you looked at me this morning was like a pervert, how could I not avoid you?"
I laughed, "You can't hide from me this time!" Her body was soft and fragrant, and her well-fitting white coat accentuated her alluring curves. I kissed her sweet-smelling lips, then, somewhat dishonestly, placed them on her smooth, round buttocks, gently squeezing and caressing them. My lips slowly moved to her ears and neck, kissing them passionately.
Xue Li groaned, pushed me away, and laughed, saying, "Don't lead me. I'll want it." Hearing this, I became even more persistent, saying, "I just love it when you want it." She rolled her eyes at me and scolded, "I didn't expect you to be so naughty!"
I pulled her into my arms and whispered in her ear, "Shall we do it in the warehouse?" She was startled and struggled hastily, "No! If someone comes in, it'll all be over!" But my passion had already been awakened, and I clung to her.
Xue Li liked to wear skirts, and that day was no exception. I looked at the hem of her white coat revealing her skirt and said breathlessly, "Don't take off your clothes, just lift up your white coat and skirt. If anything happens, just put them down."
She still refused, but I had already forcefully lifted up her skirt and white coat. She was wearing long black stockings, the top of which was pulled up to her thighs. As soon as the skirt was lifted, I could immediately smell a warm, fragrant body scent, and two sections of her fair and slender thighs came into my view.
My penis was hard and erect, yearning for her body. I reached between her legs, wanting to pull down her panties, but she refused, holding on tightly, her face flushed, and said, "Let's go to a hotel tonight." Her words only fueled my desire, and I laughed, saying, "Let's do it once first, and again tonight." She bit me, resolutely saying, "No! Not here." I couldn't bear to force her, yet I didn't want to give up, so I whispered in her ear, "Let me touch you." She groaned, helplessly releasing my hand, and scolded, "You're so naughty!"
But this girl is really skillful. At that time, we were doing gel electrophoresis, and Xue Li's gel was of the best quality, with exceptionally clear bands. Professor Qin praised her, "Xue Li, not bad! I thought you only knew how to do makeup and dress up!" Xue Li smiled smugly, "What? I'm very capable! But half the credit goes to Senior Brother Gu, he taught me." Her smile was bright and lovely, her eyes turning into two long, curved eyelashes, and her little nose almost pointing to the sky. When
a girl says this at this moment, it often makes a man even more wicked. My fingers, through her underwear, gently pressed against her soft, plump flesh. She trembled all over and let out a short, ambiguous moan. I was afraid my fingers weren't clean, so I didn't dare put them inside her underwear, but the thin fabric couldn't even block her warm body temperature.
My fingers quickly rubbed into a tender crevice, and even through the underwear, my fingers could still feel the soft, smooth touch. Xue Li bit her lip and let out a soft moan. My fingers slid back and forth in that shallow crevice, and soon my fingers became wet and sticky.
I whispered, "Xue Li, you're wet." She grabbed my hand and said coquettishly, "You're a jerk! You got it wet, you have to wash it for me!" I panted and said, "I want it." As I spoke, I reached for my zipper. Xue Li twisted her body: "Tonight, I'll give it to you tonight?" Her resistance wasn't firm, so I pressed her body down and said, "I want it now!" I used my knees to spread her legs apart, and she was about to give in, but she still resisted: "There are noises outside. Spread me out."
This warehouse belongs to our research group, and today it's just the two of us; no one else will come. I ignored her excuses and was about to continue. Suddenly, a sharp beeping sound pierced the thick of passion, a jarring noise that startled both of us. I reached into my white lab coat pocket, pulled out the timer, and angrily shut it. While I was distracted, Xue Li pushed me away, straightened her clothes, and seeing my lingering reluctance, she gave my head a sharp tap with her finger, her face flushed, and said, "Go back to work! You bad boy!"
Her face was streaked with tears, and she shook her head sadly. My heart sank, and I murmured, "Why?" Her smile was somewhat desolate: "Because you abandoned me, I could only choose him!"
The clock struck, and it was time to add the second antibody. Seeing the lamb that had been given away run away, though I was unwilling, I dared not abandon the experiment halfway, so I had no choice but to sheepishly go and add the sample. Xue Li looked at my dejected appearance and occasionally chuckled. I said to her, "Let's go to a hotel after work, shall we?" She pretended to be confused and asked, "What hotel?"
I said, "You have to keep your word. You said it was for me tonight." She blushed and smiled, saying, "We'll see when the time comes. I don't even know if you remember!" Her smile was extremely seductive.
I wanted to devour her immediately, but I could only wait patiently. We frequently exchanged glances, her eyes glistening with tears; I could tell she, too, was anticipating the passion that was about to arrive.
At the end of the workday, we deliberately lingered, waiting until most people had left before heading out together. After dinner at a restaurant, she took my hand, and we strolled along.
It was late autumn in November, the streets bleak and chilly. Xue Li wore a beautiful woolen hat, a long white scarf, and a dark cashmere long suit; her slender legs were clad in high leather boots, making her look youthful and elegant. Passing a pharmacy, I suddenly remembered a safer method and said, "I'll go buy some condoms." She pulled me back, saying, "Come on! No need!" Seeing my surprised look, she chided, "Today's your safe period. Go ahead and buy them if you want!" I was overjoyed, smiling without saying a word. She looked at me and scoffed, "You pervert!"
We arrived at a chain Holiday Inn and booked a double room. While registering, I stole a glance at Xue Li. Her face was flushed, and she lowered her head, taking out her ID card to register at the front desk.
My heart was pounding faster and faster. The moment I walked into the elevator with her, I actually felt myself getting an erection.
We silently went into the room and closed the door.
The room was soundproof, and the surroundings were quiet, as if only the two of us remained in the world. As if by telepathy, we suddenly hugged each other tightly, caressing each other, as if trying to merge our souls into each other's bodies.
I replied to her, "My little Xin misses you." Her text message came quickly: "You little pervert, what do you want to do?" I smiled and replied, "I want to make love to you." After a while, she sent a message: "Come on."
I don't know how I ended that phone call. I felt a lump in my throat, unable to breathe—Xue Li, she actually had a boyfriend!
And then came the kiss? I was stunned, my voice trembling, my breath catching in my throat. I was so shocked, so terrified. I could barely breathe. I was completely overwhelmed. I was so angry, so desperate. I was utterly speechless. I was so shocked, so terrified. I was completely stunned. I was completely overwhelmed ... She looked at me shyly, one hand behind her back, and as if by magic, she gently flicked it, and the bra strap loosened, dangling softly from her jade-like arm.
We embraced, rolled around, and kissed on the bed, and after what seemed like an eternity, we finally separated, panting. A blush rose on her cheeks, and her eyes sparkled. I leaned down and gently kissed her smooth forehead, then slowly moved down to the tip of her slightly cool nose, and further down to her rosy lips and delicate chin.
As my lips moved to her snow-white neck, Xue Li let out a soft moan. On this comfortable bed, in this cozy room, that indulgent moan ignited my blood.
I began to unbutton her clothes, and Xue Li, both shy and adorable, obeyed, a bashful smile playing on her lips: "I really thought you only knew how to grow cells before." I panted, slowly removing her clothes one by one. Her body was snow-white and soft, her skin smooth and hot.
She lay back on the bed, and I reached down to unhook her bra, but I couldn't get it off no matter what. She giggled, her eyes crinkling, and sat up, her cascading black hair gently cascading over her smooth shoulders.
"I'm such a pig!" I looked at her and smiled sheepishly.
“During lab sessions, others do the work for me, and I just give instructions. I’m terrified of acids and alkalis.” She glanced at me.
I held my breath and slowly pulled down her bra. Xue Li’s soft breasts trembled slightly in the warm light of the bedside lamp. “My breasts…aren’t very big.” She lowered her head shyly. It was the first time I’d seen the beautiful Xue Li with such a lack of self-confidence.
Her breasts weren’t as big as my previous girlfriend’s, as cute as two snow-white pigeons, but they were perfectly conical, with areolas that seemed to melt into water. A single peach blossom petal gently adorned the summit of that snow-capped peak.
Between the two tender, clean nipples, each had a slight indentation—if there were a future, wouldn't she and my child suckle from here, enjoying that sweet milk?
At that moment, I first took that small nipple into my mouth. Xue Li let out a soft tremor, her hands embracing my head, her nipple quickly hardening in my mouth.
I foolishly licked her, trying my best to bring her pleasure with all my experience. Her eyes were misty, her small red mouth opened, and she moaned softly, following the rhythm of my movements.
I gently released her ruby-red nipple, which glistened from my licking. I said, "Your breasts are so beautiful." She suddenly became shy, then asked me with a hint of joy, "Don't you...don't you think they're a little small?" I shook my head, "I don't think so, I think they're beautiful."
She became happy and pulled me, saying, "Come kiss me." I climbed on top of her and kissed her. As she kissed me, she unbuttoned my shirt and loosened my belt. I stood up and took off my clothes. She was only wearing a thin pair of panties, lying on the bed, her snow-white breasts exposed, looking at me shyly.
I was already completely naked, my penis erect. She glanced at me, blushed, and looked away. I found her deliberately averted gaze incredibly cute. So I knelt between her slender legs and gently tugged at the thin edge of her panties with my fingertips. She placed one small hand, palm up, on her face, slightly raising her smooth, round, snowy buttocks, allowing me to easily and carelessly pull down her thin, small panties along her fair thighs. As
I set the panties aside, I secretly glanced at her crotch—there was a faint dampness there.
Xue Li instinctively covered her hand, perhaps afraid of causing me to misunderstand. Her hand froze when it reached the edge of that patch of dark pubic hair, her body trembling slightly. Her gentle eyes, through her long, drooping eyelashes, shyly looked at me. I gently placed my hands on her knees, opening her snow-white thighs. She let out a soft moan, grabbed a pillow, and placed it on her face. I couldn't help but sincerely admire: her genitals were incredibly beautiful!
The neat, not overly dense, but dark and glossy pubic hair was a striking contrast against her snow-white body, impacting my vision. Her most secret flowerbed was exceptionally clean, with delicate pink colors, soft lines, and between the slightly embracing petals, a delicate layer glistening with moisture.
After taking off my gloves and washing my hands, I opened the drawer and tossed her a notebook: "Here, for you."
I buried my head in her hair, my nose brushing against her soft downy hair, kissing the center of her thighs. I could smell a faint, almost muttony scent, but instead of disgusting me, it filled me with immense pleasure.
I began to kiss her petals passionately, licking and teasing the tips of her folds, even gently parting her labia with my fingers to reveal the moist, pink, tender flesh. I gently licked it with my tongue, peeling back the soft folds of her clitoris with the tip, licking it repeatedly. Her
clitoris was lovely, quickly becoming erect; when I licked it, I could feel its slight hardness, trembling slightly.
Xue Li convulsed, her hand pressing against my head, calling out in a daze, "Xiao Xin... ah..."
She said coquettishly, "Stop it! You're not my boyfriend!" At this moment, it was just the two of us in the laboratory. She stood before me, her head slightly raised, looking up at me. Soft strands of hair fell across her face, and her beautiful eyes blinked. I smelled her sweet fragrance and looked at her small lips, thinking she was as alluring as a flower glistening with dew. Old Dan's words suddenly echoed in my mind. I reached out and pulled her soft body into my arms. Before Xue Li could even gasp, my lips were already pressed against hers. "
I... ah, no more..." She became unusually wet, her body seemingly leaking, continuously oozing clear fluid. The bedside lamp shone, illuminating her entire lower body, glistening with moisture.
I said, "Xue Li, you really are made of water." She suppressed a moan, biting her lip, and said, "Today...
so much, I've never been this wet before." "Upon hearing this, I was even more overjoyed, lowering my head to continue kissing her—this was the girl of my dreams, and I was willing and loved to kiss every part of her body.
Xue Li, panting, gently opened her legs, bent her knees, and raised them high. Her eyes were filled with the flames of love as she said, 'Xiao Xin, come and take me! I love you!' I held my penis, pressing the glans against her wet entrance, and gently pushed. Xue Li's fingers tightened, gripping my shoulders, and she let out a short, low cry: 'Ah!'" "
She wasn't a virgin, but I didn't care. Xue Li's vagina was very tight; the moment I entered, the delicate mucous membranes inside tightly wrapped around me, accumulating like waves. That extreme pleasure, like a fierce typhoon, engulfed me, making me forget to breathe, forget my heartbeat, pressing deeply, afraid of missing even a trace of pleasure. Xue Li opened her mouth, tilted her head back, and my fully erect penis slowly slid into her body, yet she couldn't make a sound. Only when my penis was deeply inside, my lower abdomen pressed tightly against her pubic area, did she let out a long, sobbing cry, breathing heavily.
I kissed her lips and began to thrust violently. Xue Li held me tightly, constantly calling my name, a blush of desire gradually spreading across her face and body. Her skin was hot, her honeypot warm. Her nectar flowed continuously; each time I withdrew deeply, I could even hear the squelching sound.
However..." The dampness did nothing to diminish the pleasure of the friction; her tender, delicate vagina, like a baby's mouth, gripped my penis tightly, giving me an unprecedented thrill. My penis was fully erect, so hard it was slightly painful, the entire shaft arching powerfully upwards in an arc. Each deep thrust felt like lifting her body. The
full erection brought wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure. I knew that if I continued this in-and-out motion, I would soon ejaculate, but my body wouldn't obey my brain's commands; I simply couldn't stop.
Xue Li kept moaning, "Xiao Xin... ah... darling... Xin..." Her dark, soft hair cascaded down her cheeks, her expression captivatingly alluring. I gradually began to break down, yet my fervor intensified, and I breathed heavily in her ear, "Is it good...?" Her soft arms wrapped tightly around my neck, and she cried out, "Very good!" "Ah...I love you..."
My body began to tremble: "I want to cum, Xue Li! I can't help it..." Xue Li's thighs clamped around my body, her beautiful breasts heaving, and she cried out urgently, "Wait! Just...a little longer, I'm almost there too...Xin, hold on a little longer." She began to lift her hips tightly, searching for the frequency she wanted, shouting, "Xiao Xin, harder! All the way in! Faster! Harder..." I clenched my teeth tightly, held my breath, as if in the final moments of a 100-meter sprint, not daring to relax even a little, using all my strength to thrust into her, to please her, to satisfy her.
Her soft vagina suddenly became burning hot, even tighter, twisting and squeezing my penis that was almost at its peak, my mind went blank, a huge wave of pleasure surged through my body, and I began to ejaculate violently inside her vagina. She gripped me tightly like an octopus, pressing my head to her ear, her slender legs hooking tightly around me. My buttocks felt as if they wanted me to press into her body.
With each thrust, I violently ejaculated, forcefully plunging deep into her body, spraying freely.
My taut body spasmed, my thoughts abruptly severed by pleasure, my filthy fluids relentlessly shooting into her beautiful body. Finally, I relaxed, lying on top of her, panting heavily. She held me, motionless.
After a long while, her soft lips kissed my ear, softly whispering, "Xiao Xin, you are my man." I asked somewhat anxiously, "Have you come?" "I have. I'm so happy I could die. I love you so much," she murmured.
I lowered myself beside her, and she gasped, then threw herself into my arms, kissing me for a long time.
Looking into her still passionate eyes, I said, "Xue Li, I love you."
She hugged me tightly and said, "I love you too." I said, "If I had seized the opportunity three years ago, wouldn't I have won you over by now?" She nodded and said, "Back then, I really liked you." I was filled with regret and said, "I was so stupid! I actually gave up such a beautiful girlfriend for a guinea pig."
She laughed and said, "That's just how you are. You're always so focused and dedicated to whatever you do. Like that time you taught us, even though you were doing terribly, you still tried your best to explain and even tried to spark our interest in cell research. I was laughing so hard inside. Later, wanting to see you make a fool of yourself again, I deliberately asked you questions, and you, of course, put on that funny, earnest look..."
My face flushed slightly, and I said, "So you just wanted to see me embarrass myself!" She laughed heartily and said, "Yes! Do you remember when I pretended not to understand and made you repeat those difficult terms over and over again? It was hilarious!" She recalled the memory and couldn't help but laugh. After a while, she calmed down, gently stroking my chest, and said, "Silly boy, why didn't you reply to my texts? That was the first time I actively pursued a boy, and I just happened to run into you, this shameless idiot!"
I couldn't say anything, I just hugged her tightly and kissed her passionately. I had wasted far too much time and was unwilling to waste another second. Xue Li's body quickly heated up again, and she moaned breathlessly, "Can you still do it? Let's do it again, okay?" I was already erect again, and I took her hand, letting her grasp my penis. She gasped for breath, smiling shyly, "This is my little Xin."
She finally looked at me, her face grinning, full of smug self-satisfaction.
I rolled over and pressed myself against her, thrusting deeply, and Xue Li let out a soft cry. Our young and naked bodies were once again tightly intertwined on that warm bed...
After that day, we often booked hotels outside, making love in earnest. It was as if we wanted to make up for all the time we had wasted. Unfortunately, Xue Li didn't always allow me to book hotels, at most about three times a week. She didn't like changing positions during sex; she only liked the most traditional missionary position.
Even so, I still couldn't resist her delicate body, and each time I ejaculated in about fifteen minutes. Fortunately, Xue Li's orgasm came quickly too; just as I was about to ejaculate, her orgasm was about to arrive as well.
Actually, I should have noticed some signs earlier. She had a lot of phone calls and text messages every day, and when I asked her, she only said they were friends. But even when we were together, she kept texting, and sometimes when I was upset, she would give me a sweet kiss.
"Who is it?" I asked, pretending to be dissatisfied.
"It's my friend," she replied carefully.
"A guy or a girl?"
"Xiao Xin... I finally have you! I love you so much!" she cried, sobbing. Her hands tightened around my neck, and she kept lifting her hips, stroking and grinding against me.
Maybe it was love, maybe it was friendship, who knows? Anyway, it wasn't their story; they only needed to laugh happily.
"Are you jealous?" she laughed, giving me another kiss. "Both men and women!"
I respect her privacy and never check her phone. Maybe it's her suitors, maybe it's her long-time crush? Whatever, as long as Xue Li is my girlfriend, that's all that matters.
In the busy yet sweet days in the lab, Christmas was fast approaching. This winter was particularly cold; a week before Christmas, it was already snowing heavily.
I'm not a Christian, and I didn't have much interest in this Western holiday. But in China, Christmas is more like a perfect day for couples to create romance. So, I made a specific timetable for Christmas Eve this year.
"First, we'll have lunch at a Western restaurant. Then we'll go to the church; there's a chorus performance of 'Messiah,' a famous work by Handel, at 1 PM. I've already booked two tickets. After 'Messiah,' we'll light candles and make a wish. For dinner, we'll have steak. Then, we'll go to Century Square; I heard there's a Christmas party there with a band performing. We can play in the square, or we can go to the hotel next door. I've also booked a room with a large window that overlooks the performance in the square." I introduced the place with a beaming smile, and Xue Li listened... She was also very happy, patting Chen Shu: "Great! You're so good at planning!"
I leaned close to her ear and said, "There's one more thing I didn't mention?" She quietly asked, "What is it?"
I smiled and said, "You didn't ask me either." She glanced at me, still with a hint of resentment, and said, "I didn't dare ask. What if I bothered you again?" I thought for a moment before realizing what she meant and said with a smile, "You still hold a grudge? I couldn't reply to your texts that day because I was doing an experiment." "Hmph!" Her pretty little nose curled up, her eyes flashed with a cold light, and she gave me a venomous look.
I smiled and said, "I bought a big box of Durex condoms. The watery flavor, too." Xue Li is really conservative in bed. Not only does she not like changing positions, but she's also reluctant to do oral sex. I once told her that Durex has watery flavored condoms, and I could let her try them.
So she understood immediately, pinched me, and scolded, "You naughty Shin-chan! You big pervert!"
I continued to laugh and asked, "What flavor do you like? Orange, pineapple, lychee..."
Xue Li blushed, stomped her feet, and said, "Naughty Shin-chan, stop talking! Be careful I bite it off!" I
had only had two relationships before. The first was a hazy romance in junior high school, which ended without a trace after entering high school. The second was in college, and everyone's happiness followed the fixed pattern of campus life—dating, making love, arguing, graduating, and breaking up. The two girls were only considered pretty, and neither of them was as stunning as Xue Li.
Our tongues intertwined tightly, desperately seeking each other's saliva. Her fingers went through my hair, and she pulled me down onto the bed.
I was overjoyed, thinking: If you want to bite it off, you have to put it in your mouth first, haha.
Xue Li and I discussed together, moving the experimental work forward or backward, freeing up two whole days to spend together.
As the calendar pages turned, Christmas Eve finally arrived, catching my eye with longing. That day, I got up early and texted her: "Meet me at the usual place at 10 o'clock." She replied: "Okay. I'm still sleeping."
I shook my head with a smile and went to wash up. Old Dan was woken up by me, poking his head out from under the covers and asking, "Xiao Xin, so energetic? Got a date with a girl?" I laughed and shaved, remaining noncommittal. He muttered, "You brat!" and went back to sleep.
Around 9 o'clock, I left. I waited until 10:15, but Xue Li still hadn't appeared.
I said with a smile, "There's a line in a song: 'Doing fun with your lover.' How about we do it for one night after we get back to the hotel?" She blushed, playfully hit me, and scolded, "Are you sure you want to? Be careful, or you
'll regret it!" I knew how girls dawdle before leaving the house. I imagined her carefully preparing me.
I continued to wait, feeling a little sleepy. Around 10:30, I was a little confused: Had this pig overslept?
I took out my phone and dialed her number. Strangely, the call was immediately cut off. My first thought was that Xue Li had pressed the wrong button, so I immediately called again.
That year, I was 26 years old.
However, this time the call was also rejected after only one ring—she did it on purpose. I thought: Maybe there's some reason she can't answer the phone; I'll wait a little longer. Sure enough, about ten minutes later, her message came: "New, I have some work to do, can you not contact me for now? We can't have lunch together. See you at church."
I was very puzzled and replied: "What's wrong? Do you need my help?"
The text message disappeared without a trace, never receiving a reply.
I sat alone in the Western restaurant, feeling sullen. This was a romantic place for young people, surrounded by couples. I ate my lunch in silence, feeling somewhat annoyed: what on earth was going on?
When I left the restaurant for the church, the thought of seeing her soon made me feel a little better.
However, Xue Li didn't respond as expected. She seemed unresponsive and didn't answer. She was simply trying to reassure me. When I finally called back, the phone rang repeatedly, but no one answered. Xue Li wasn't in the dormitory
. My doubts grew stronger, and all sorts of strange and bizarre ideas popped into my head, even worrying about her safety. I sent her many text messages, asking her to reply as soon as she saw them.
I also worried that her phone might be malfunctioning or out of battery, and that she might not be able to reach me. Like a wound-up robot, I carried out each step of my Christmas Eve plan alone and precisely.
I listened to "Messiah" alone, glancing back from time to time, hoping to catch a glimpse of that slender figure; I lit candles alone, wishing for a bright future for our love; I sat alone facing the restaurant entrance, mechanically cutting my steak; I stood alone in the crowds of Times Square, surrounded by warm smiles... Her phone remained switched off, and I couldn't contact her. My heart turned cold.
As I slowly walked towards the hotel room, a sudden hope arose: perhaps this guy was playing a prank, and she was waiting in the room, preparing a surprise for me! Thinking this, my legs suddenly found strength, and I strode to the door of the reserved room. As I swiped the card, my mouth was dry and
my throat trembled slightly. The door creaked open, and the room was dark and empty; there wasn't a soul in sight. I stumbled in, feeling utterly lost and dejected. I inserted the card to get electricity, and despite having no hope of anything, I still checked the bedroom and the wardrobe. I so wished she would suddenly burst out, baring her teeth and claws to scare me. After the last glimmer of hope vanished, I collapsed weakly onto the bed, picked up the phone again, and dialed her number for what felt like the umpteenth time. "...The number you dialed is currently switched off."
I tossed the phone aside, my mind a jumble of emotions—Xue Li, what are you doing?
Every time I heard footsteps in the hallway, I sat up abruptly, straining to hear them, but each footstep seemed to tremble and fade away, like a blow to my heart. I waited and waited, watching the clock on the wall tick down to eleven o'clock at night. I
still couldn't get through to Xue Li, so I called her dorm room.
The call connected, and a girl answered with a "Hello."
I blurted out, "Xue Li?"
“Xue Li isn’t here,” the girl replied. “Call her cell phone,” she said, about to hang up.
I quickly said, “Wait, I can’t get through to her cell phone. I need to talk to her urgently, do you know where she is?”
The other person hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Who are you?” A thought struck me, and I said, “I’m her cousin, I need to talk to her urgently at home.” The girl on the other end of the phone said “Oh,” and asked, “Do you have her boyfriend’s phone number? Her boyfriend came to see her from out of town, they should be together.” Those words made my soul feel like it was leaving my body. Suddenly, it all clicked.
In an instant, everything became clear: why she had initially rejected my kiss, why I had kept our relationship a secret, why she was always texting other people.
Was everything she did for me just a facade? My heart ached terribly. I frantically dialed her number, every two minutes. The only response was the cold, impersonal computer message: "The number you dialed is currently unavailable."
As the clock ticked towards midnight, a chilling thought gripped my heart: Xue Li and her boyfriend must be having sex. He was a man too, and I had no idea he'd come all this way just to hold her hand. They must have been apart for a while; I could imagine the ferocity and intensity of his desire. This was originally my desire, but now another man was carrying it out on Xue Li.
I felt a deep resentment and injustice, the despair of being deceived, the shame of being rejected—all transformed into a raging fire that I couldn't release. I screamed hysterically and stormed out of the room.
That night, I drank a lot, getting incredibly drunk. If I hadn't inexplicably called Lao Dan before going to sleep, I might have frozen to death on the roadside.
Lao Dan said I threw up all over him, ruining his wool coat. He said I'm bigger than him, and after I passed out, he couldn't lift me up at all. He called a good friend, who carried and dragged me to the hospital for an IV drip. I even threw up a lot in the taxi on the way, making him pay an extra 20 yuan for the fare...
Although I usually look down on Lao Dan's carefree, drifting lifestyle, I can't deny that he's a very loyal friend.
"What's wrong? Did you break up with your boyfriend?" he asked, his small eyes twinkling. My face was still pale. Looking at the dirty clothes he'd thrown under the bed, I smiled bitterly and asked, "Is my phone still there?" He said, "It's under your pillow." I pulled out my phone. There was a text message from Shan Lingqing. My body suddenly felt hot. I quickly opened it. It was from Xue Li, saying, "I'm sorry… I'll explain tomorrow, okay?" I checked the time; it was sent around 7 a.m. this morning.
I thought for a moment and replied, "No need to explain. I know everything. I don't like this kind of game. I'm quitting.
I wish you happiness!" After replying, I let out a long sigh and looked at Lao Dan. Smiling, she said, "Yes, I'm heartbroken." Old Dan laughed, unfazed, "It's alright! Just get drunk, there will be plenty of opportunities."
Zhang Yi's unforgettable Christmas, like any other ordinary or extraordinary day, slowly passed. The next morning, although the snow was still heavy, I arrived at the lab early, trying to calmly separate cells and centrifuge samples. Perhaps putting all my energy into my work could alleviate my inner turmoil. After an hour of hard work, Xue Li quietly walked in.
I glanced at her, took a breath, and greeted her calmly, "Good morning." She looked at me quietly, as if she hadn't rested at all. Her eyes seemed a little dark—of course I knew why she hadn't been resting well. She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Xiao Xin... I..." I interrupted her, saying, "Just call me Senior Brother Gu. There's a lot of work today! Go get some ice and put the test tubes in the pan." She trembled slightly and said, "This was my mistake. Can... can you let me explain?"
I thought for a moment and asked her, "How's your job going?" She smiled and said, "I've already found one."
My heart, which had just begun to heal, bled again. I told her, "No need. I utterly despise being deceived, and I absolutely hate being a substitute for you when you're lonely. I've already said that." "I'm leaving." Seeing tears welling up in her eyes, I urged, "Go get the ice. Also, Junior Sister Xue Li, from now on, let's not talk about personal matters during work hours. Okay?" I stopped looking at her and focused on calculating the protein molecular weight.
She stood there for a while, then suddenly spoke, her voice cold: "Okay. Senior Brother Gu Xin." After saying that, she turned around to get the ice. I glanced at her back, a pang of melancholy rising in my heart. I wanted to call her back, but I managed to restrain myself.
Humans are sometimes very mysterious creatures. One second they can be passionately devoted, the next they can be as cold as ice. That conversation this morning had brought our relationship to a freezing point.
I knew that the more polite I was to her, the more unbearable the suffering would be for her. She tried to find an opportunity to speak with me several times, but I coldly deflected each time. She cried several times; I don't know if she cried intentionally for my benefit, but I just silently threw down a box of tissues without offering a single word of comfort.
I tasted the bitterness of revenge, but soon I also tasted Xue Li's revenge.
That winter was very cold; the heating in the lab was strong, but it couldn't warm the coldness between us.
Actually, after two weeks, my hatred for her had lessened, and I wanted to ease the tension between us. However, both of us were inherently proud, preferring to torment each other and trample on ourselves rather than bow our heads.
Finally, after enduring the torment, winter vacation arrived, and I fled home, hoping to warm my cold heart with family affection.
Every Lunar New Year's Eve, the endless stream of text message greetings began. My phone would ring incessantly with text messages. I called... Every single person in the letter list was sent a message with the following quality assurance: [Message name omitted]. The message was delivered with the following quality assurance: ... After sending the text message, I waited for her reply, but after a long time, I didn't receive a reply.
During the Spring Festival Gala, I kept checking my phone, but I never saw the message I was looking for—had she waited for my text message three years ago too? Was she still seeking revenge?
As the clock struck midnight, I calmed myself down and decided to call her to wish her a Happy New Year. Hopefully, she wouldn't be rude at this special time. I found a quiet place, nervously dialed her number, paused for a moment, put the receiver to my ear, and after a short while, slowly hung up, sighed, and looked out at the swirling snowflakes—her phone was disconnected.
School had already started, but I still hadn't seen Xue Li. One day, I casually asked Professor Qin, "Why hasn't Xue Li come back yet?" Professor Qin sighed and said, "That young lady told me she's almost finished her experiments and needs to look for a job first. Xiao Gu, how's her research going?"
I replied perfunctorily, "Ah, it seems almost done. But if she's not allowed to defend her thesis, how will she graduate?"
Professor Qin said, "I don't know what young people are thinking these days. Her family is very wealthy; even if she doesn't graduate, it won't affect her much." He shook his head and then said to me, "Xiao Gu, you're a good young man. Keep up the good work! Science needs people who dedicate themselves to it." I didn't hear what Professor Qin said after that. I was somewhat bewildered. I walked back to the lab and slowly strolled to Xue Li's desk. Everything there was the same as before, as if its owner had only been gone for a moment and would return immediately.
I gently opened her drawer and took out her experimental data labeling book. For an entire semester, I had devoted myself to the lab, waiting for Xue Li to return.
But spring turned to summer, and summer vacation was just around the corner. I still hadn't seen her.
Perhaps I would see Xue Li in the new semester. I don't know when it started, but I began to miss her very much. I thought that even if we couldn't be lovers, we could still be good friends. I loved her sweet smile when she called out to me, "Senior Brother Gu! You're the best!" Xue Li, does she still hate my heartlessness? Is she also missing me?
When the new semester started, Xue Li still hadn't returned. It seemed she might be giving up on her degree. I cleaned her seat and desk every day. Every piece of equipment was carefully kept exactly as it was.
It looked as if she had never left.
One night, I gently closed Xue Li's drawer and sat quietly. I sat there until late at night before sighing and getting up to go back to my dorm. I thought then that I might never see her again, but I never imagined that the day of our reunion would be so close.
Two months later, I came to the lab as usual—my graduation defense was coming up soon, and there were no more experiments to do. I just liked the quiet atmosphere of the lab and was there to prepare my defense materials. And... A sliver of desire lingered in my heart, a hope that I might run into that girl again in the lab.
The moment I entered the lab, I suddenly saw Xue Li. I stopped abruptly. She sat quietly with her back to me, her long hair flowing gracefully over her shoulders, her figure still slender and elegant.
The defense was nearing its end, and the atmosphere had already relaxed. When her slide appeared, the entire room erupted in cheers and applause, everyone believing that this girl might have a very moving or revealing story.
My mouth opened and closed silently, my voice hoarse: "Xue Li..." She suddenly turned around and blurted out, "Senior Brother Gu!"
We stood silently, looking into each other's eyes. Time is like a millstone, not... Unbeknownst to me, the resentment and coldness between us had been worn away, leaving only the most genuine affection we once shared. I had imagined our reunion countless times, but when we finally met, my heart was heavy.
Golden sunlight streamed into the room; her face was fair and beautiful, her eyes deep and clear, looking at me with such gentleness and tranquility. Under her clear gaze, the barriers between us, like sand dunes being washed away by waves, finally melted away without a trace.
It's just that I might not be able to graduate with my master's degree. I didn't study hard in the first place; I bought my way through the exams.
What's especially unfortunate is that I'm the professor.
In the drawer was a stack of printed and bound graduation theses; the name of the dissertation was neatly written as "Xue Li." Graduation Thesis An envelope lay on the paper, a notification that the paper had been accepted.
At that moment, a girl approached me with a book and asked me a question. Her textbook bore her name: Xue Li.
I said, “This is all based on your experimental results; I didn’t make it up. Your experiment was very good, but the markings were too messy. (It almost killed me to clean it up. I’m relieved to see you back.
I can help you write your graduation thesis and help you publish it. But I can’t help with the defense; I can’t change you into someone as beautiful as you. You’ll have to do it yourself!” She stood there, her fair fingers stroking the cover of the paper, and smiled gently. Like a child who had suffered endless grievances, finally receiving adult care, her beautiful eyes… Tears welled up in her eyes, her soft chest heaving.
After a long, long time, I finally suppressed the urge in my heart and asked her, "Xue Li, can we start over?"
She said, "Before you said you loved me, I had a boyfriend. He was my classmate in college, he pursued me for four years, and only won me over in the last semester. He was so good to me. The reason he didn't come to school in the second semester of our first year of graduate school was because he went traveling all over the country with me." "But you know what, when I met you again, I knew it was fate. God was determined for something to happen between us. At first, I tried to control it, but I couldn't deceive myself. The one I truly love is still you! The longer I'm with you, the more I feel like I've fallen into a deep abyss, unable to climb out."
"When you took the initiative to pursue me, I was so happy, yet so melancholy. Because I had to choose between you and him. I had already chosen you in my heart, but I didn't know how to explain it to him. He loves me very much... I never expected that he would suddenly come to see me on Christmas Day."
Xue Linan's partner originally wanted to give her a sudden surprise, but unexpectedly ruined my plan.
That day, Xue Li mustered her courage and told her boyfriend about my work and hers, hoping to break up with him amicably. The boy was furious and wanted to come find me. Xue Li desperately stopped him. He had been trying to repair his relationship with Xue Li; they hadn't slept a wink all night, arguing about how to handle the situation between the three of us. Finally, the boy cried sadly, his tears finally spilling over onto Xue Li, and he hesitated.
At that moment, it was the most dangerous and vulnerable time for my relationship with Xue Li; my stance would be crucial to success!
But I ultimately chose a proud and indifferent response, allowing the boy to win back Xue Li with forgiveness and gentleness.
I kept shaking my head, unable to look at Xue Li's raised left hand; her nameless diamond ring shone brightly—the light stung my eyes, stung my heart. I was speechless, letting the materials in my hands fall to the ground…
Xue Li's graduation defense was a success. With my help and careful preparation, she smoothly answered all the judges' questions. During the acknowledgments section of her thesis, Xue Li first thanked her advisor, Professor Qin, and other teachers who had helped her. Then she turned her gaze to me, sitting in the back row, and smiled as she displayed a slide with only one large sentence: "My greatest gratitude goes to my senior, Gu Xin!"
I sat in the crowd, many people smiling at me and cheering me on. I simply stood quietly, looking into Xue Li's beautiful eyes, listening to the sound of my heart shattering.
Spring The flowers bloom in the autumn wind.
I asked, "Are you a B cup?" She paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to know that! I mostly wear B, sometimes a C."
And the winter's words .
The melancholy youth of my
younger days. What did I think when I was so ignorant?
In the song of the windmill's cycle of the four seasons,
it turns every day.
I grow year after year .
In the poems of romance and fleeting beauty
, the flowing water carries away the stories of time
, changing a person.
In that sentimental and first time, the
waiting youth.
Yellowed photos, old letters
, and faded Christmas cards.
The songs I wrote for you in my youth,
I fear... You've long forgotten, haven't you?
The vows of the past
, like colorful bookmarks in a textbook
, etched with countless beautiful poems.
But
they were just a wisp of smoke. The flowing water carried away the stories of time,
changing two people.
In that sentimental
, tearful youth,
the distant journey, yesterday's dreams
, and the laughter that has faded
, we met again
, having traversed countless more paths.
I am no longer the familiar me,
with the same fervent dreams
; nor am you the familiar you
, with the same unchanging smile.
The flowing water carried away the stories of time
, changing us.
In that sentimental, first
reminiscing youth...

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