five flavors of life

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The Five Flavors of Life
Author: qqipp
A person's life is always a mixture of five flavors: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty. My life's flavors begin with my time staying on campus
...
Part One: My Life Staying on Campus
(Part 1) The Taste of Farewell
As graduation approached, a few friends (Liu Yang, Zhao Bin, Zhang Peng, and Fu Feng) and I went to
a small restaurant in front of the school gate for our last farewell meal. After a hearty meal, we returned to school together.
It was lunchtime, and a large crowd had gathered in front of the notice board inside the school gate. Zhao Bin, who loved excitement, was the first to squeeze
into the crowd, turning back to shout to us, "They're announcing the list of those staying on campus!" The rest of us pushed our way in,
but I didn't move, because I already knew the result that morning.
A moment later, a few people came out with strange looks on their faces. "Hey, Chen Wei, you're something else! You didn't
say a word, and you managed to snag one of those coveted spots for staying on campus, haha!"
"You've got a beautiful girl with you, the other one's the department beauty, Fan Xiaomei!" "
You're really lucky, kid."
They were all talking at once, practically devouring me.
"I didn't expect this either. I didn't pull any strings, so don't talk nonsense, or my girlfriend will eat me alive! I
'm not kidding, shh..." I gestured for them to be quiet.
"I should have let you treat me to today, haha, made you bleed a little."
"But I treated you today, hey, you're blaming the cook after you've eaten your fill."
"Today doesn't count, that's too easy on you. If you're treating, it should be a seafood feast."
"Okay, another day."
"Let's go, let's play soccer..."
"I have something to do, you guys go ahead." "
Are you going to visit your wife again? Be careful, take care of yourself, seeing her every day like this
won't take it!" Liu Yang kept teasing me.
"You're so fussy, watch out, I'll..." I said, raising my hand as if to hit her, and those guys all
ran away.
But seriously, the position of staying at the university is really competitive. Jobs are hard to find these days, and starting salaries
are low. It's better to stay at the university as a teacher; the pay is high, and if that doesn't work out, it's easier to take the postgraduate entrance exam while still at the university
. Actually, I only suddenly had this idea of staying at the university a while ago, and only told my girlfriend Xiaoying.
I didn't expect that when I saw Xiaoying this morning, she told me the good news that I had been offered the position.
Speaking of my girlfriend, Xiaoying, she's quite a figure in our department. She's a student council member, comes
from a good family, and is quite pretty, so she has many suitors. As
for me, to be honest, I'm just average-looking and not very tall, only 1.70 meters. Besides playing
soccer, I rarely have the chance to show my face. I really don't know why Xiaoying would fall for me. Because of this,
I've received a lot of eye-rolls from the guys in the department. Whenever I ask Xiaoying why she likes me, she always
gives me a sweet smile and says, "Look at you, silly." Sigh, another 80% chance. Could it be that she just likes
my silly look?
As I sat on the steps in front of the teaching building, lost in thought, someone suddenly covered my eyes from behind.
"Guess who I am?" Even though Xiaoying deliberately made her voice sound older, I recognized her immediately.
"Let me think... um, it's my little wife, isn't it?"
"Trying to take advantage of me? I'll beat you to death!" Xiaoying playfully tapped my head from behind.
I turned around quickly, grabbed Xiaoying's arm with one hand and wrapped my other arm around her waist, pulling her
into my arms.
"Oh dear, you rascal! There are so many people here, you've exposed me!"
Xiaoying was wearing what she called a "Xishuangbanna outfit"—a short-sleeved top and a long
skirt made of a single piece of fabric. Because the skirt was so narrow, it made it difficult to walk, and with my sudden movement, Xiaoying's body was in my arms
, but her feet were stuck on the steps, preventing her from getting down. Her entire long, slender, white thigh was exposed through the skirt's seam,
and her slender waist was also visible due to her elongated body.
"It's okay, it's okay, no one saw!" I quickly straightened her clothes, smiling and making up lies
(because it was lunch break, the playground was crowded, and many people were watching this scene and laughing foolishly).
I tried to cheer her up.
"Hmph!" Xiaoying pouted and got angry.
I quickly changed the subject: "Hey, weren't you wearing a tank top and shorts this morning? Where did you get this?"
As I expected, girls love this topic. Xiaoying turned her head: "I skipped two classes this morning to go shopping
and bought it. How is it? Pretty, right?"
"You naughty kid, not paying attention in class."
"Hey, didn't you skip class to go drinking too?"
"But the clothes are pretty, it's just too revealing, hehe, it's not convenient to walk in."
"That's what makes me ladylike, hehe, do you see any lady skipping and jumping on the street?
Don't you all take small steps?"
"It's not just inconvenient to walk in, I think..." I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "It's
not convenient to go to the bathroom in either, is it?"
"You jerk!" I got another tap on the head. "But it really is... inconvenient, but a lady has
her own way of doing things."
"Tell me about it."
"No way!" Xiaoying turned her head away.
"See if you won't tell." As I said this, I slipped my hand into her shirt and tickled her under her arm.
Xiaoying cleverly got up and dodged. "You jerk, you want to die?" she pouted, turning her head away and ignoring
me.
"Hehe, I'm just curious," I said with a forced smile. "Xiaoying, don't be angry."
Xiaoying remained silent.
Afraid the atmosphere would cool, I quickly changed the subject: "My dear wife, you called me in a hurry this morning saying you had
something urgent this afternoon. What could it be?"
Xiaoying still didn't answer, but upon hearing my words, a subtle worry appeared on her face.
Finally, Xiaoying gritted her teeth, as if making a decision, and said, "Nothing, I just need
you to come home with me." (We both live at school.)
" 　　Yes, ma'am. I'll 　　go 　　get 　　my 　　donkey 　　. 　　"
********** 　　... 　　"Come up with me." 　　Xiaoying's words surprised me, because she knew I was afraid to meet her father, so 　　she had never made such an invitation before. This girl was definitely different today. I really could 　　n't figure out why. 　　"Go up by yourself, I'll wait for you downstairs. What are you doing at home? How long will you be gone? Or I can 　　go to the nearby internet cafe for a while, and then you can come back to find me." 　　"No, come up, my dad isn't home, he can't be back this early." 　　"Well, okay then." 　　Xiaoying's house was very large, probably over 200 square meters, and decorated very elegantly. She led me straight to her room 　　. Her room was the inner room of the semi-detached house, with its own bathroom. The room was very cozy, clearly 　　a little girl's boudoir. There was a faint fragrance in the room, and various plush 　　toys were placed on the table, desk, and bed. 　　Suddenly, a photo on the bedside table caught my attention. Xiaoying was leaning her head on 　　the shoulder of a handsome soldier, looking very happy. The soldier was slightly taller than Xiaoying, with handsome features, but lacked a bit of 　　heroic spirit; still, he could be considered "handsome." A surge of jealousy welled up inside me, and my face darkened slightly. 　　Seeing me constantly glancing at the photo, Xiaoying's eyes flashed with a sly smile. She quickly said, "Let me 　　introduce you. This is my cousin. He's more handsome than you, isn't he? Jealous?" 　　My smile was clearly a little off: "No way!" 　　"You still say no? Your face looked awful just now. I should have gotten you a mirror so you could see yourself 　　." 　　I awkwardly scratched my head, only able to chuckle foolishly. 　　Xiaoying sighed and said, "I don't know if you lack confidence in me, or in yourself." 　　"No, I..." 　　I was about to explain when Xiaoying quickly said, "Actually, you don't always need to ask me why I like you. Sometimes liking someone really has no reason. Maybe I owed you something in my past life." As she spoke, a 　　hint of sadness 　　welled up in her eyes . 　　"Xiaoying," I rushed forward and hugged her, "It's not that I lack confidence, it's just that you're so beautiful." 　　Xiaoying's beautiful eyelashes fluttered, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me, and I couldn't help but feel an urge to kiss her. 　　We'd known each other for over a year, and we'd only reached the stage of physical intimacy. Partly, I 　　was a little shy in romantic relationships, and partly, Xiaoying's beauty gave me a sense of unrealistic insecurity, a 　　feeling of not daring to profane her. That's why I often wondered, "Why would she choose me?" 　　My hands caressed her slender waist, and my lips slowly approached hers. With Xiaoying's intelligence, she naturally knew 　　what I was about to do; her eyes held a mixture of infatuation and struggle. 　　Suddenly, she pushed me away slightly, a hint of sadness in her eyes, and slowly said, "Wei, I have something to 　　tell you." 　　"What is it?" 　　"Um..." She lowered her head, seemingly hesitant. 　　"What is it?" I had a premonition of something bad. 　　"We need to separate for a while." 　　"What?!" 　　"Don't rush me. Let me explain." 　　"You don't need to say anything, I understand." I released my hold on her, maintaining a distance. 　　"What do you understand?" 　　"Many college relationships are like this; everything ends after graduation. It's fine this way, let's 　　keep this beautiful memory." 　　Actually, what I said was true. After graduation, we can't be together all the time like we were in school 　　. Plus, there are various factors like family, finances, and society, which cause many couples to 　　end their relationships. There's something else I didn't say: the economic disparity between my family and hers is too great. 　　I heard her father is a government official (I didn't ask specifically, and she didn't say), which gives you a glimpse into his wealth; 　　while my parents are just ordinary workers, and my mother was laid off two years ago. 　　Xiaoying suddenly hugged me. "It's not what you think. My dad just wants me to go to England for graduate school, 　　it'll be two or three years." 　　"To England?" I was quite surprised. "Why haven't you mentioned this before?" 　　"My dad kept it from me too, he only told me recently when everything was almost done. Will you wait for me?" Xiaoying 　　looked at me with wide, longing eyes. 　　Looking at her, my heart was filled with mixed emotions. What does being separated by thousands of miles mean for a couple? 　　I think everyone understands. Three years, more than a thousand days and nights, more than twenty-six thousand hours— 　　no one can predict what might happen during that time. Suddenly, the two years I spent with Xiaoying, the romance we shared, 　　the laughter we shared, the sadness we shared—all rushed back to my mind. 　　From our accidental bump into each other when we first entered the university, to 　　the surprised look in our eyes when we discovered we were classmates, to the jealousy I felt when Xiaoying attracted many suitors because of her club activities, to 　　Xiaoying leading the whole class of girls in cheering for my goal on the basketball court, to writing Xiaoying a love letter because of a bet with a classmate 　　, to our first date at the small coffee shop outside the school gate, to the envious glances we received when we ate lunch together for the first time 　　, to our stroll in the small woods on campus, to our first time holding hands, to the afternoon...

Our first embrace in the rain… I really didn’t know what to say.
“I think we should break up, I mean it.”
“You have to believe me, I’ll definitely come back in three years. Or I can talk to my dad and ask you to come with me
to England.”
“No need.” Actually, I knew in my heart that my family couldn’t afford my studies abroad.
I was a million times unwilling to let Xiaoying’s family pay for it.
“Or maybe I won’t go either, I really can’t bear to leave you.” Xiaoying said, her eyes brimming with tears.
I was also a little moved, and deeply kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes: “Ying, no, we can’t miss such a good opportunity
.”
My lips gently brushed against her face, reaching her temple, lightly teasing her earlobe, and constantly
blowing air into her ear. Xiaoying couldn’t help but tremble slightly, letting out a soft gasp, her hands reaching up to tightly embrace
my neck.
I was a little excited, and as soon as my lips left her ear, I found her soft, rosy
lips without hesitation. This was our first kiss, though awkward, it was intense. Perhaps knowing we
were about to part ways, both fearing the loss of each other, neither wanted to separate their lips first. My hands were no longer idle;
one held her slender waist tightly, gently caressing her jade-like back; the other climbed up her breasts.
Xiaoying reacted intensely, suddenly falling backward onto the bed, her hands wrapped around my neck, which also caused me
to press down on her delicate body.
Our eyes met, filled with the taste of parting and intense desire. Xiaoying's face suddenly turned red
, and she said in a voice so soft that only I could hear, "Believe me, I'm yours." Before she finished speaking, she buried
her face in my chest in embarrassment, not daring to look at me again.
(II) The Awkward First Time
I could no longer control my desire and leaned down to kiss her lips again. This kiss was much saltier and wetter;
I extended my tongue and explored her mouth, and she responded with her own fragrant tongue.
In this deep kiss with its "tsk tsk" sounds, I slipped one hand under her clothes through the gap between her short shirt and long skirt,
caressing her waist. Her waist was so slender, giving off a delicate, almost fragile feeling. Looking at that waist alone, you would never
guess that its owner was the school's runner-up in the girls' high jump.
A childlike impulse suddenly arose within me, and I reached out to gently tease her armpit. This trick always worked wonders, because Xiaoying
was so sensitive. Whenever there was an awkward atmosphere between us, or when she threw a tantrum, I would use the same
trick to make her giggle uncontrollably.
Today was no different, except that her little mouth and tongue were completely occupied by me. She could only slightly twist her body, her eyes
unable to hide her laughter, and her mouth involuntarily wide open. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I tilted my head slightly and further invaded her
lips, seizing her sweet saliva.
Xiaoying wasn't one to be trifled with; hehe, this little girl suppressed her laughter and gently bit my tongue with her teeth. I felt a slight
pain and quickly separated our lips, which had been tightly pressed together for over ten minutes.
Xiaoying, unable to withstand my advances, couldn't stop giggling. Due to the intense kiss just now, her breathing was still
uneven, causing her to cough incessantly.
I stared at her charming appearance, a surge of desire rising within me. I teased her, "Are you trying to murder your husband?"
Xiaoying's smile deepened. "Whose husband are you? Who told you to... Ah!"
Before she could finish, my lips pressed against hers once more. A mere touch was enough to elicit a soft gasp from her
. But this time, I didn't linger on her lips. With a light touch, I slid my fingers down to her brow. From there
, my fingers traveled down her cheek, earlobe, and neck, finally reaching her collarbone. Of course, each touch brought another
soft gasp.
When I finished this long journey and looked up at Xiaoying, her pretty face was already flushed. Her eyes were slightly closed,
her lips parted in a soft, alluring way, she looked completely at my mercy, utterly captivating.
I gently stroked her nose. "Wake up."
Xiaoying suddenly snapped out of her daze, her face turning even redder with embarrassment. She scolded me angrily, "You're bad!" Her fists
rained down on my chest.
I pretended to be unable to handle it, clinging to her like a madman, but my arms tightened around her, leaving her no
room to throw a punch. Because of the limited space, her high, firm breasts rubbed against my chest with each breath.
The thin summer clothing did nothing to isolate our touch. Stimulated by the soft, slightly protruding points
, my lower body became erect.
She must have sensed it too, and remained silent. The air itself fell silent. Suddenly, it was
as if we had entered a fourth dimension; the cicadas stopped chirping, the birds stopped singing, only the heavy breathing of us filled the air.
"Give it to me, okay?" (Only later did I realize how ridiculous that question was.)
Xiaoying gave a soft "Mmm," whether in agreement or because she was short of breath. Without thinking further, my lips
swept over her for the fourth time, and this time my power was greater, as both of my "armies" simultaneously invaded her breasts,
kneading them incessantly. Xiaoying gasped softly, long since too exhausted to object. She only symbolically pushed me away with both hands, then
let me do whatever I wanted with her 33D breasts.
The sensation in my palms told me that the nipples of her breasts were gradually becoming erect. I supported myself with one hand, and with the other,
I deftly unbuttoned her short-sleeved shirt. Xiaoying was wearing a light pink
bra with white lace patterns today, a style that was neither plain nor flashy, but it looked absolutely stunning on her current appearance. I couldn't help but gently stroke her again
, and immediately the nipples became even more prominent, and her breasts became even more erect, as if they had grown even larger.
Xiaoying's breasts were truly the real deal; there was definitely no lining in her bra. Even so, even in a supine
position, they stood proudly upright.
I swallowed hard, eager to see them for myself. I slipped one hand under the bra and pushed it
up, and her breasts trembled slightly, like peeled peas (please don't mind the author's advertising). Her pale
areolas were especially alluring, and I eagerly met them with my mouth, sucking them loudly.
It was Xiaoying's first time too, and she couldn't resist such teasing; she was already in a trance, panting softly. Her
hands tightly gripped my head, burying me even deeper between her breasts.
My hands weren't idle either; I found another way, slipping them through the slit in her long dress, and gently caressing Xiaoying's private parts.
This was quite a bold move. I was genuinely afraid that Xiaoying would be unhappy with my "Great Leap Forward," or even call
a halt halfway through, which would be a real pain for my hard little guy.
I couldn't help but steal a glance at Xiaoying. She didn't seem to have any particular reaction, but her face
was flushed, and even her neck had an alluring pink hue. A ray of sunlight slanted across her forehead from the window, and
a few strands of her dyed bangs swayed gently, giving her a refreshing look. Xiaoying always gave off this feeling—
refreshing, clean, and neat.
Lost in thought, I felt a dampness through her thin panties. I knew what was happening; the little
girl was aroused. Time was of the essence. I quickly pulled off Xiaoying's long skirt, revealing panties that matched her bra, with a slight dampness visible at her private
parts. I was overjoyed, knowing that the crucial moment was about to arrive. I hurriedly got up and took off my own
clothes; my little brother was already taut over my panties.
Suddenly, Xiaoying sat up sideways, as if she had remembered something. I was startled, my heart pounding. Was she
really going to have to stop halfway through? I stood there dumbfounded, holding my underwear that was only halfway down, not knowing
what to do next.
Xiaoying opened her eyes wide and looked at me, then suddenly turned around, knelt down, reached for the window, and abruptly pulled the curtains shut.
I immediately understood. This girl had suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes dazzled by the sunlight streaming in through the window
, and suddenly realized that she couldn't leave such a shameful thing so open. Besides, the buildings in the complex
were very close together; wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing if someone saw what was happening?
Thinking of this, and seeing Xiaoying's shapely buttocks and swaying waist, how could I not be aroused?
I quickly grabbed Xiaoying's underwear and pulled it back sharply. With a "rip," the underwear tore open from the waistband,
revealing her private parts. Xiaoying jerked back and lay face down on the bed.
Her chrysanthemum was shyly exposed, her vulva slightly damp, covered with fine downy hairs. I was completely mesmerized. Aside from
secretly watching rented porn with my roommates in the dorm, I'd never seen a real girl's private parts, let alone
Xiaoying's. I felt my penis was about to drool, and with a "plop," it peeked out from under her underwear
.
Xiaoying, realizing how embarrassing this position was, quickly turned over, covering her private parts with her hands, and
said coquettishly, "You're being naughty, what are you looking at?"
"Then let my dear wife see mine too." Saying this, she pulled down her underwear, placing my penis on the back of her hand
.
"I don't want to see." Xiaoying quickly covered her eyes again, ashamed she wished she could hide in a crack in the ground. But little did she
know, this only gave me more opportunities to see, because her shy private parts were once again exposed to me.
"Then let my wife experience it," I said, taking her soft hand and letting her grasp my lower body.
"I'd die happy!" These four words were deeply imprinted in my
mind as waves of tingling sensation spread through my lower body.
"Can you be gentle?" Xiaoying whispered shyly in my ear, "I've
given you my first time."
"I will." With that, I lightly touched Xiaoying's private parts with the head of my penis, feeling the warm, smooth sensation.
"I'm coming." I lowered my waist slightly, but the head of my penis easily slipped away. Why couldn't I enter?
In a panic, I adjusted my angle and lowered my waist again, but it had the same effect; it just slipped
away again.
Afraid that Xiaoying's passion would cool, I quickly kissed her breasts with my tongue, and Xiaoying responded with "Mmm
." Thankfully, there was no awkward silence. I didn't dare delay and launched another attack, but it was another one-sided assault
. Had Xiaoying's vagina practiced Tai Chi? Can true power be made invisible? Embarrassing! I couldn't help but break out in a sweat.
Xiaoying seemed to notice my predicament and whispered in my ear, "What's wrong?"
I was so embarrassed I couldn't lift my head. "Wife, help me."
Xiaoying also turned her head away shyly, but her small hand slowly reached out, one hand grasping my lower body, the other using two
fingers to spread her vulva.
Only then did I realize, sigh, all those porn movies I watched were a waste of time. Xiaoying was a virgin, so her lower body
was naturally tight. Although there was some honey-like fluid flowing out, she still needed my foreplay. Ah, how abrupt of
me!
In that instant, my penis had entered another realm, with its own unique beauty. My penis swelled even more
, a surge of heat rushing down my spine to my tailbone—the pleasure was indescribable!
"Bang!" Suddenly, the outer door rang. Xiaoying hurriedly sat up. "My dad!" I was terrified
. In my haste, I pulled out my penis. The friction between my penis and Xiaoying's vaginal walls sent a surge of pleasure through me, a tingling sensation shooting from my tailbone to
my glans. I couldn't hold back any longer, and a stream of hot semen shot onto Xiaoying's lower abdomen.
"You jerk, so dirty..." Before she could finish, she suddenly snapped out of it: "Get dressed! Hurry! Hurry!"
She quickly got out of bed, first cleaning herself, glancing at me with a reproachful look. Then,
she knelt on the floor, her shapely buttocks sticking out as she searched for her clothes. Suddenly, she remembered something and turned back to point to the door lock.
I understood, and quietly pressed the lock, turning back to continue dressing. In my haste, I even managed to
gently stroke Xiaoying's exposed vulva with my right hand, earning her a soft cry and a "Just you wait, I'll
deal with you after this" look.
"Xiaoying!" Her father's voice came from outside the door.
"Yes!" Xiaoying hurriedly replied. She was so busy she hadn't even put on underwear, quickly throwing on a tank top and shorts
before pulling me out of her room.
"Dad, my classmate's here, it's Xiaowei." She quickly pushed me to the front.
"Ah, you're Xiaowei." A sharp gaze shot at me, like a giant searchlight
, scanning me from head to toe, making me incredibly uncomfortable.
"Say hello." Xiaoying lightly touched me from behind.
"Ah, Uncle, hello!"
"Ah, stay for dinner."
"No, we have things to do, we need to go back to school." Xiaoying pushed me aside and went to the hallway to change her shoes.
"By the way, Xiaoying, why are you hanging curtains in broad daylight?"
"Ah, nothing!" Xiaoying replied irrelevantly, hurriedly opening the door and pulling me out.
(III) Where to Go After a Night of Drinking
Xiaoying sat silently on the back of my bicycle, her arms tightly wrapped around me.
My thoughts were also surging. I thought about the near future, I would stay at school, while Xiaoying would go to England.
Separated by distance, how could our love remain? Space and time were the greatest enemies of our relationship!
Thinking back to the passionate moment just now, a sweet feeling welled up in my heart. How could I repay such a beauty's kindness? Oh, how
embarrassing! I ejaculated, but Xiaoying hadn't reached her climax. It was all my fault for being careless and lacking
technique the first time, which led to such a sudden act. And her father, of all times, had to come back at that moment!
The scenes from just now played out before my eyes like a movie replay. Thinking of the crucial point, my lower body,
against my will, rose again.
Wait, something's not right. Thinking of the crucial point, a shiver ran through me. Why didn't I see any blood on Xiaoying's skin? Could it
be that this wasn't her first time? Was she lying to me? Or was I simply too flustered to reach
her heart? Had I not yet broken her virginity?
Thinking this, I disregarded everything else and turned back to ask, "I said, hey..." Seeing Xiaoying's face flushed,
as if she were recalling the passionate moments just now, I swallowed back the words I was about to ask.
"What?" Xiaoying looked up at me: "Be careful riding your bike. It's rush hour, lots of people,
be careful!"
"It's okay!"
Xiaoying leaned up slightly, stretched her neck and whispered in my ear, "How were you so experienced just now? Did you do
something naughty in the dorm and get corrupted by Zhao Bin and the others?" After saying that, she felt
ashamed of what she said and quickly shrank back onto the back seat.
"What? We always talk about life, ideals, and the future, studying hard and striving for excellence. How
could we have gone astray?"
"Pah!" Xiaoying spat lightly, "Shameless!"
Suddenly, she felt her little brother throbbing painfully against her pants. Thinking of the knot in her heart, a thought flashed through her mind: why not
find a hotel later and do it again, then she'd know what was going on? So she said, "I said, how
about..."
Before she could finish, Xiaoying said impatiently, "Hurry up, I'm all sweaty, I want to go back to the dorm to shower,
Xiaohui just asked me out!"
She thought angrily, "That Xiaohui, ruining my good time again!! I'll see..." She pedaled hard,
kicking the bicycle pedal as if it were Xiaohui herself.
**********
When they arrived at Xiaoying's dorm building, they indeed saw Xiaohui dressed in black, one hand on her hip, the other carrying her toiletries,
standing at the entrance looking around.
Xiao Hui is Xiao Ying's best friend; they're practically inseparable, always acting as a third
wheel between us. The worst part is she seems completely oblivious, unaware that I'm mentally
cursing her ancestors.
Xiao Hui's personality is worlds apart from Xiao Ying's; I really don't know how they've managed to stay together for
four years without getting tired of each other.
Xiao Hui is the "strong woman" type, taller than Xiao Ying, almost as tall as me even in flats, let alone platform shoes,
but she's slightly hunched over—probably a common trait among tall women .
If I had to describe Xiao Hui with a dish, it would be "Stir-fried Dried Tofu"—have you guys ever tried it? Spicy and
flavorful, it can even choke you if you're not careful. I've been choked by her many times and couldn't say a word. Xiao
Ying? I can't think of anything right now, so let's say "Celery Stir-fried with White Lotus Leaves"—refreshing and delicious.
Now Xiao Hui is about to choke me. She put one hand on her hip and pointed at me with the other, saying, "Our
teacher Chen, tell us the truth, where did you kidnap Xiaoying?"
I hadn't expected the news of my staying at school to spread so quickly, and Xiaoying blushed with embarrassment at the question. I didn't answer her, but changed
the subject, asking, "Where did Liu Yang and the others go? Have you seen them?"
Nature is truly fascinating. This "heroine" Xiaohui, whom every boy in the class dreads, is most
afraid of Liu Yang, the usually most timid of the five of us brothers. Whenever "heroine" throws her "dart," only Liu Yang can catch it.
Just a few whispered words in her ear, and this "heroine" is guaranteed to be completely submissive. Hey!
Sure enough, Xiao Hui hurriedly said, "Why are you asking him? They're going to Dalian for a job fair tomorrow. They just
arrived at the North Station to catch tonight's train."
"Oh!"
"By the way, you missed the last class this morning. Director Liu from the Academic Affairs Office is looking for you."
"Okay, I'll go right now." Hearing her say that, I quickly seized the opportunity to leave, hopped on my bike, and sped off.
I heard Xiao Ying's voice behind me: "Ride slowly, come find me tomorrow morning."
Then came Xiao Hui's voice: "Director Liu left work early, where are you rushing off to now?"
**********
Zhao Bin and the others went to Dalian for the job fair, so I didn't need to go back to the dormitory to find them. After an afternoon
of intense exercise, my stomach was already rumbling. So without thinking too much, I parked my bike in front of the dormitory and
headed towards the small restaurant outside the school gate.
In the summer in the north, small restaurants all have many tables set up on the street outside, doing barbecue business, and the
one Xiao Ying and I often went to was no exception.
I had just sat down after being warmly greeted by the boss when I heard my classmates Chen Gang and Da Tou, who were sitting not far away, calling
me. There was also a girl I hadn't seen before; she looked so young I wondered if she was even an adult. Da Tou seemed to
have drunk quite a bit; his face was flushed, and he was holding a half-empty glass of beer, trying to force Chen Gang to drink. Chen Gang used the opportunity of greeting me to deflect
the call, also telling the waiter to add more bowls and chopsticks, and subtly pointing at Da Tou, meaning—"He's drunk," and asking
me to help him out.
"Big Brother (this Chen Gang has been calling me, the only classmate with the same surname, 'Big Brother' since we entered school, and
he even insists that we were family five hundred years ago; I can't do anything about it.), let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend
, Ling'er, the real 'Zhao Ling'er,' Xiao Ling, call me 'Brother.'"
This guy never mentioned it before; when did he start dating her? Is she even an adult?
The girl named Ling'er stood up, but couldn't bring herself to call him that. I quickly remembered that Chen Gang hadn't yet...
What should I say to her? How should I tell her how to address me? So I stood up politely and said, "Chen Wei, hello."
"Ah, Brother Wei, hello." Her face flushed red instantly, and her outstretched hand froze in mid-air
. She lowered her head like a little girl.
Chen Gang laughed and said, "What kind of nonsense is that? Say it again!"
"Brother Dawei..." She started to say, but then realized it was wrong and couldn't continue.
"Just call me Brother Chen," I quickly helped her out.
After shaking hands, everyone took their seats. I ordered two more dishes and two bottles of beer.
Seeing me sit down, Da Tou raised his glass and gestured to me, saying, "Chen Wei, you be the judge. What did I do
wrong to her? Huh? Rich? That's bullshit! I'll bury him in money! You think highly of me, brother? Have a drink!"
Chen Gang quickly stopped me, saying, "Da Tou, you've had too much to drink. Nobody said you were wrong. Let her
get hit by a car as soon as she steps out the door. So what if she has a BMW? What's the big deal? Let her use it as a coffin when we get back!"
I quickly gave Chen Gang a look, asking him what had happened.
Ling'er whispered to me, "She broke up with her boyfriend!"
"Damn it, what BMW? So what if she has a rich dad? What's so great about that? Damn it, I don't
believe I'll be poor my whole life. When I'm rich, I'll buy him to die!" Da Tou said, slamming his glass heavily on the table,
splashing Chen Gang all over.
This is society, isn't it? Looking at the mundane crowd on the street, I suddenly felt a sense of loss. After everyone
enters society, the worldview we students built will be ruthlessly destroyed, and
the rules of the game will be rewritten. Perhaps because I chose to stay at school, this feeling is temporarily less acute than others
. The setting
sun dyed the western sky red, the streetlights came on, the car lights on the street also came on, but my heart suddenly
darkened. I found the root of my inferiority complex towards Xiaoying—money! In re-finding
my coordinates in society, I saw distance, and this distance should not be borne by love.
Like Datou, I can't say he was wrong, because he chose love; nor can I say that the other "him" was wrong
. You can say he didn't graduate high school, isn't handsome, is nothing, only has a rich
father, but he wasn't wrong either, because he also has the right to love; was she wrong? No, in such a
society, the man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, what right do you have to classify her under someone else's name? She also has freedom; then
I was wrong, but what does that have to do with me? We were wrong! It's our society that has created
some wrong standards! So we, including Da Tou, her, and that guy who's nothing but rich,
we're all wrong!
Da Tou was really drunk, slumped over the table, still rambling on and on about him and her, and that other guy;
cursing, cursing her and that other guy, and that other guy's father. Suddenly, I felt like I was outside the world,
seeing only Da Tou's distorted face and his equally distorted mouth, Chen Gang's bloodshot eyes, and that immature
face with so much worldliness I couldn't understand, but I couldn't hear a sound. The whole world felt like an old-fashioned
silent film, drifting further and further away from me.
I wanted to drown my sorrows in alcohol. Thinking about the three years I'd been separated from Xiao Ying, about Xiao Ying's obsession with whether she was a virgin, about
all the sweetness we'd shared, and about the vast distance between us in the grand scheme of things. I just wanted to get drunk!
This really put Chen Gang in a difficult position. He had just managed to calm Da Tou down when I started chugging from the bottle. It was a real
chaotic situation.
I vaguely remember Da Tou and I each vomiting under a big tree on the way
back to school, before Chen Gang helped us back. Seeing the five large characters "Jurassic Park" inscribed by some talented woman in front of Dormitory 3, I knew
I had arrived.
After Chen Gang and the other two left (Chen Gang and Da Tou didn't live in Dormitory 3), I 　　vomited for a long time on
someone's bicycle in front of the building , until there was nothing left to throw up. 　　I staggered up to the fourth floor. Perhaps because graduation was approaching and many people had 　　gone to Dalian for job fairs, the building was unusually quiet. 　　408, my dorm room. My mind was still clear. But the door wouldn't open. Damn it, 　　what's that woman's voice inside? A thief? 　　I hurriedly took out my key, opened the door, and went inside. There, I saw Lao Tian with a completely naked woman on top of him. He awkwardly said to me, 　　"I thought you all went to Dalian. This is my girlfriend." 　　Damn it, I didn't care whose girlfriend she was. I flopped onto Fu Feng's lower bunk and fell asleep... 　　**************************************************************************************** 　　Please look forward to Chapter Four, "The Campus Beauty Xiao Mei" 　　(Part Four) The Campus Beauty Xiao Mei 　　************************************************************************************** 　　This article was first published on Naked Lamb, and is now being posted here as a contribution to the Love Sea. Please indicate the source if you forward it. 　　This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. 　　Life is a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty flavors. My life's experiences begin when I 　　stayed 　　on 　　as 　　a 　　teacher 　　... 　　**************** 　　... I couldn't sleep at all. It wasn't until 　　they'd made noise until late into the night and things calmed down that I finally drifted off to sleep. 　　Before dawn, I suddenly felt a slight discomfort in my lower body. I figured it was from drinking too much beer and I should go pay the water bill. But when I looked up 　　, I almost fainted from fright. A pair of alluring eyes were glancing at me, reflecting the moonlight streaming through the window; one eye was slightly blue, the other...

Her eyes were slightly green, like a Persian cat, both alluring and lewd.
A girl was kneeling beside me, one hand caressing my chest, the other holding my penis, her
tongue constantly licking it, making smacking sounds! She was completely naked, her breasts
swaying before my eyes with each tongue's movements. Only white velvet stockings covered her feet, which only accentuated her radiant beauty. Most alluring was
the beautiful butterfly tattooed on her shoulder, seemingly about to dance in the moonlight, further fueling my lust!
All the pent-up desire surged to the peak of my lower body.
A ghost? No! Could it be Lao Tian's girlfriend? Lao Tian's cries startled me awake, "No, no..."
The girl's eyes were alluring, clinging to me, smiling slightly, "You've worked hard tonight, consider this your reward
!" As she spoke, her hand continued to stroke my penis. Then he bent down and put his penis into
her soft, sweet mouth.
"Fuck, fuck you to death, fuck...whoosh!" Old Tian suddenly erupted, punching the bed with a loud "thud," startling
us both into stopping. The whole room fell silent, except for my penis still twitching in her mouth
.
When Old Tian's snoring resumed, we both laughed. She quickly spat out his penis, covered her lips with her finger, and
whispered, "He's sleeping like a log."
I knew Old Tian had a habit of talking in his sleep, but I never expected to be scared half to death by his sleep-talking today
. I quickly pointed at him, then at her, as if asking about their relationship.
She smiled without answering, only putting my penis into her mouth again, licking it as she said, "I didn't expect your little stick to be
so hard!"
Little did she know, my erection was so strong and enduring because of a night of pent-up desire,
the workout I'd done at Xiaoying's house that afternoon, and the alcohol dulling my nerve endings
.
Her oral sex skills were truly excellent; with her deliberate teasing, I could no longer resist and could only
enjoy it to the fullest. One hand gently caressed her breasts, while the other pressed against the tattoo on her shoulder, wanting to explore it.
The girl glanced at me seductively, noticing my interest in her tattoo, and quickly lifted her lower body. Above her genitals, I was startled to see
a bloodstained rose tattooed, the flower and the bloodstains both bright red. Her beautiful genitals were also vividly red, making
me dizzy with desire. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss it, but remembering that Old Tian might have left some remains there,
I lost interest.
I used my finger as a rod, stroking it instead. This was the first time I'd ever so carefully touched a girl's private
parts. My curiosity was piqued, and I played with them, stirring up a gush of fluid that made her vulva even more delicate and vibrant.
The girl, unable to resist my ministrations, gasped softly and used her mouth as a vaginal canal, making me thrust faster and
tighter. After about half an hour, I could no longer hold back, and a thick stream of semen gushed out. Just as I was about to get up
and pull her up, I saw that she had already taken my semen into her mouth, licking it clean with her tongue.
Then, she turned her head gracefully, smiled sweetly, opened her small mouth, and let me see my semen moving on her tongue before spitting
it all out right in front of me.
I blushed, my heart pounded, and I was completely bewildered, not knowing what to do. The girl smiled, said nothing more, and went to
get dressed.
After she finished putting on her shorts and t-shirt, she turned around, grabbed a few hundred-yuan bills from the table, and also picked up a pen
. She laughed, "It's free today 　　! Since you're so generous, you have to come back to me next time, I'll give you a 20% discount."
Then she took my hand, wrote her name and a long phone number on 　　it. She turned 　　and stuffed the money into her shorts, then blew me a kiss: "Remember to come back to me!" She opened the door and strolled out. I 　　stared 　　, 　　dumbfounded 　　, frozen in place for a full five minutes! 　　********** ... Perhaps 　　because of poverty, his gender was strange; he never wanted to make friends. So, although we shared a dorm, 　　he wasn't close to me, Liu Yang, or the other two. Our classmates sometimes looked down on him; both boys and girls loved to 　　tease him. But sometimes I felt sorry for him, seeing him only able to get some pickled vegetables from the cafeteria every day. I always 　　felt bad, and I was afraid he might develop some kind of psychological problem. 　　But I never expected this honest guy, Lao Tian, to have the audacity to "openly" solicit prostitutes in the dorm 　　. Of course, he probably thought we were all in Dalian? But how long would it take him to save that money? It shows 　　how much graduation can change a person. 　　I heard he joined the army, and it's been approved. He's going to a remote mountain area in the Chengdu Military Region to conduct artillery shell research (this 　　is a military secret), and he's not allowed to go home for several years. Deep in the mountains, he'll never see anyone. Sigh, thinking about it, it's 　　really tough. It's like being in prison. This might be his only chance to lose his virginity. 　　"Fuck, fuck, I'll fuck you to death..." Old Tian was talking in his sleep again, then suddenly, as if possessed by a woman, 　　he imitated the girl's moans from before: "Eee, ahh, fuck me, fuck... ah!" His high-pitched 　　, duck-like voice was incredibly funny. 　　I couldn't help but laugh and get angry at the same time, and suddenly yelled, "Earthquake!!!! Run!!!!" 　　Then, ignoring Old Tian, I sat up abruptly, followed by a clatter of chairs and benches. I pulled the covers over my head and 　　went back to sleep. 　　********** 　　When I woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky, and Old Tian was gone. I didn't know if he was 　　scared away by my yelling about the earthquake, or if he was too embarrassed to see me because of what happened last night. Maybe neither. Old Tian was always an honest and 　　good student; perhaps he went back to the classroom to listen to the counselor's last nagging before leaving? 　　Whatever, remembering that Director Liu from the Academic Affairs Office wanted to see me, I quickly got up to wash my face. Suddenly remembering her romantic encounter last night 　　, all she saw in her hand was a delicate "琴" (qin, a type of zither) character and a few blurry numbers. It seemed...

The number was probably a phone number, but the surname was completely illegible. Thinking about it, I decided against it. To
have spent such a night with such a beautiful woman was already a blessing from a past life; did I really expect anything more? Besides, she was just
a prostitute; the thought made me laugh.
************
A girl sat on the sofa in Director Liu's office. She was our department's famous beauty—Fan Xiaomei
.
Fan Xiaomei truly lived up to her name; she was very beautiful, almost absolutely so. I didn't particularly like her kind of
beauty; it was a combination of Lin Daiyu and Xiaolongnu, a coldness tinged with a faint melancholy. It seemed she was born
to act in period dramas, but lacked something in modern dramas.
However, saying I "didn't like" it made me feel a little guilty, perhaps because I had Xiaoying.
Xiaoying had a different kind of beauty, much "healthier" than Xiaomei's. But most boys still preferred this delicate,
fragile girl, the kind who seemed to always need a boy's protection, right? Therefore,
80-90% of the boys wouldn't object to Fan Xiaomei being elected the department's most beautiful girl .
Today, Fan Xiaomei still looked worried, wearing a white, knee-length dress
with intricate embroidery on the shoulder straps, sitting there like a little princess. When
Director Liu saw me, he politely poured me a glass of water and said, "Xiao Chen, I called you two
here today mainly to discuss some work-related matters." He then explained that the school planned to
establish a separate Tourism Management Department from our department, merging it with the original Business Administration Department. He hoped that Fan Xiaomei and I would transfer
there to participate in the construction of the new department. He concluded by saying, "New comrades, be energetic! I hope you can
contribute to the construction of the new department. Get your employment status finalized in the next couple of days."
Fan Xiaomei and I each expressed our opinions, of course, with some grand pronouncements, which I won't repeat here.
Just as Fan Xiaomei and I were about to leave, the door was slammed open, and a boy rushed
in, panting, shouting, "How did my stay-at-school thing go?" He paused, then,
seeing it was Fan Xiaomei and me, gave me a rude look.
"Xiao Bin, what are you doing? You have no manners at all! I've already taken care of your matter, what's the rush!"
Director Liu said impatiently.
This Xiao Bin's name was something like Sun Bin, but I couldn't remember it at the moment. I only knew his full name because he was a
fifth-year student (he'd been in university for five years), and if the teachers hadn't been lenient, he might have continued his studies.
He's staying on as well? No way! Besides, he's not in our department, so even if he were staying,
it wouldn't have anything to do with our department, let alone Director Liu in our department's academic affairs office. I was completely
baffled. Moreover, that look he gave me just now—wasn't it clearly a provocation? It made me even more confused.
Sun something-bin stood there for a moment, then said to Fan Xiaomei, "Let's have dinner together tonight?"
He actually dared to openly ask Fan Xiaomei out in front of me and Director Liu? My mouth gaped open; I couldn't believe
what I was seeing. Director Liu seemed to have heard what had just happened and said, "It's alright, you can go now!"
Then, something even more unbelievable happened. As we reached the office door, Fan Xiaomei
said to Sun something-bin, "Chen Wei and I have been transferred to the new Tourism Management Department. We have some things to take care of today, so let's talk about dinner another
day."
Suddenly, I felt Sun something-bin's murderous gaze fixed on me, and even after Fan Xiaomei and I
turned the corner at the stairwell, that gaze seemed to hang on the back of my neck. I immediately understood
the meaning behind Sun something-bin's impolite gaze when he entered, and I knew even more clearly that my future life at the university
would be filled with trouble from this Sun something-bin. Sigh!
Looking at Fan Xiaomei, still with that same worried face, I suddenly felt resentful: "Why did you use me
as a shield?"
After arriving at the playground, Fan Xiaomei gave me a cold look and said indifferently, "Are you alright? If not, I'm leaving
!" Without waiting for my reply, she left me alone on the playground.
I suddenly felt betrayed, and a bitter feeling welled up inside me. I spat a thick wad of phlegm on the ground and
walked towards Xiaoying's dormitory without looking back.
****************
...

3. This story contains no explicit sex scenes; it's all setup. As I mentioned at the beginning, writing erotica isn't my
forte, so I had to rely on the plot to succeed. I also appreciate this kind of ambiguity, just like
I prefer a softcore porn film to one that jumps straight to sex—that's the importance of "foreplay."
4. Many people are curious about the relationship between the protagonist and Xiaomei, suggesting a
possible love triangle between them and "Sun something-bin." However, it's not purely romantic; please pay attention later in the story.
5. Everyone says my writing is very realistic, probably because I write about things happening around me. If you live
in the same city as me, or know anything about my city, you should feel a sense of familiarity and know
where these events happened. To those of you who are now far from this city, share your
memories of it.
6. Finally, as always, your replies are my greatest motivation. Thank you all for your kind words.
********* ...
Thinking of what Xiaoying wanted to say to me before we parted yesterday, I suddenly felt anxious. It was almost noon, and my feet seemed to spring to life
.
The "thing" I hadn't settled yesterday had to be settled today. No matter how bright that light bulb was today,
I'd smash it to pieces! With that thought in mind, my steps became firmer. I
stood proudly with my legs spread under Xiaoying's dorm window. Wait, why were Xiaoying's curtains
still drawn at this hour? I couldn't help but recall the scene in Xiaoying's room yesterday afternoon. If Xiaoying's father knew
why his precious daughter had the curtains drawn in broad daylight, wouldn't he beat her half to death? Or maybe not, because
before he could even hit Xiaoying, he'd probably be half-dead from anger himself. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. Without
thinking twice, I mustered my strength and shouted at the window, "Xiaoying!"
Just then, a group of boys passed by downstairs and chimed in, "I miss you!!" Their voices sounded just like Jiang
Wen's, causing everyone nearby to burst into laughter. They all started shouting, one after another, "Anhong, I
miss you!"
Aunt Wang, who was on duty in the girls' dormitory, also leaned out of the window, adjusted her glasses, and said to me, "Who are you looking for?
Keep your voice down, I'll call for you."
I said a little embarrassedly, "No need, I can manage myself."
Aunt Wang gave me a knowing smile and said, "Young man, you can't do it like that. The other day, someone
was holding roses and a guitar, humming and chanting something, I don't know what they were singing. You should learn
from them. Shouting like that won't do."
Aunt Wang was known for her gossip. Actually, she recognized me, but maybe she'd been feeling a bit feverish these past few days, and her eyesight was
a little off (this was the excuse Aunt Wang often gave herself when she mistook someone for someone else). She also has a simple-minded
son, Da Li, who works in the school's boiler room. We brothers often go and tease him when we have free time. And
when Xiao Ying goes home, she often brings back some treats, always remembering to give some to Aunt Wang. And I, the porter, always do these chores
.
"Auntie, don't you recognize me? I'm Xiao Chen!" I explained, knowing I couldn't
chat with the notoriously gossipy Aunt Wang for long, so I quickly called out again, "Xiao Ying!"
This time, the curtains in Xiao Ying's dorm room opened a crack, and Xiao Hui peeked out, sleepily asking, "Who
is it?" Seeing it was me, she quickly said, "Ah, Xiao Ying was picked up by her dad's car."
"She didn't say where she was going when she left? When is she coming back?"
"Ah, wait a minute!" she said, turning back around. In the instant the curtains suddenly fell shut, a glimpse of flesh
flashed by, but I could still tell that Xiao Hui was only wearing a black bra. This little girl must be sleeping.
What time is it? She's still not up?
A moment later, Xiaohui, dressed in all black and looking sleepy, came to me. "Xiaoying said there might be
a problem with her visa for going abroad. Her dad called her away to Beijing. He also said she should
strengthen her language skills in Beijing first."
"Huh?" I was a little taken aback.
"It's okay, she told you to go back to the dorm early today. She'll call you."
"Oh. What about graduation? Who will collect her diploma?"
"I don't know."
A pang of sadness washed over me, a deep sense of parting welling up inside. Actually, what's the use of this
? She'll leave sooner or later…
**********
After lunch, I lay quietly on my bed in the dorm. The lazy afternoon sunlight slanted in
, slowly creeping from the desk by the window along the map on the wall, all the way to my face by the door.
Liu Yang and the others were gone, and I didn't know where Lao Tian had disappeared to. For the first time in four years of university, I felt
lonely and helpless. I tried counting lambs to calm myself, but it was too quiet, terrifyingly quiet. I needed
some sound. I got up, turned on the tape recorder, switched to the loudest rock and heavy metal, and turned the volume up to the maximum
, but it was still quiet. My mind was completely silent!
I think I've lost love! I'm a heartbroken person in love, or rather, a heartbroken
person clinging to love. Who is luckier, someone who dies in a plane crash or someone who watches themselves become paralyzed and terminally ill, slowly walking towards death
? I saw a kind of cruelty, a
cruelty of being able to watch one's love die without being able to do anything about it! Maybe it's my lack of confidence again? But I clearly felt the hourglass of time,
taking something away second by second, and I was helpless! Is this the powerlessness of life?
Waiting is a kind of pain; it can turn life into a sculpture! A sculpture has no thoughts, no soul! I
am waiting now, and I have truly become a sculpture. Before the last rays of sunlight fade in the west, I
sit there, looking at the gradually blurring telephone in front of me.
Old Tian unlocked the door with his key, stared blankly at me, and casually turned off the blaring music. "What's wrong?
The door almost got kicked open."
"Nothing."
"Oh." Old Tian slowly tidied the unmade blankets on his bed, coughed lightly, and said slowly,
"Last night..."
I quickly said, "It's nothing, don't overthink it."
"Okay, I'll go out now." Suddenly turning around, he added, "If something's wrong, say it, don't keep it bottled up."
"Okay, nothing." Thinking about how Old Tian often gets bullied by everyone and doesn't talk much, sometimes
not saying a word all day (he probably says everything he needs to say at night), I was really worried he might be bottling it up. Maybe he
was saying this to himself too?
Old Tian seemed a little flustered, turned around, and quietly closed the door behind him before leaving.
Just then, the phone I had been waiting for finally rang.
I hurriedly grabbed the phone and said, "Hello, hello, is this Xiaoying?"
"Xiaowei? It's nothing, your dad's sick." My mother stammered on the other end.
"What kind of sickness?" I suddenly realized I hadn't been home for half a month.
"It's nothing, he's just a little angry. Your dad was afraid of bothering you, so he told me not to tell you. I called you secretly
."
"Oh... didn't he go to the hospital?" I thought to myself, my mom called me secretly, so my dad's
illness probably isn't minor.
"Well, I had to call you because I can't make decisions for your dad."
"He's trying to tough it out again?"
"Xiaowei, go home and talk to your dad!"
"I have something very important to do today, I'm afraid I can't go back, maybe tomorrow."
"Oh, okay then."
"You should really talk to my dad, he needs to go to the hospital, does he want to practice Falun Gong?"
"Okay, sure. Oh, the line's about to close, hang up, hang up now." Mom hurriedly hung up the phone.
Listening to the dial tone, I stood there stunned for a long time. Why is Dad sick? He always
boasts to me about how healthy he is, that's probably the only
thing he can brag about to me now that I'm an adult.
A pang of sadness hit me. Maybe I really shouldn't demand too much from this family, because my parents have
given me everything they could, including my life.
In a daze, another half hour passed. The wait was agonizing. Why hasn't Xiaoying called
yet? She told me to go back to the dorm early and wait for her. Just then, my stomach started protesting, and I thought of my father's illness and the
unpredictable nature of love. I felt deflated.
************
My family lives in a row of bungalows in the east of the city. It was a house allocated to my father by his state-owned enterprise when he got married.
Of course, the factory went out of business later, but the three of us have continued to live there. They've been talking about relocation for almost three years, but
there's still no news of it happening.
Before I got on the bus and left, I wrote a note for Lao Tian on the table in the dorm, asking him to
ask Xiao Ying to leave her Beijing phone number if he received a call, so I could call her when I had the chance. I really regretted
not letting Lao Tian go out in the first place.
After leaving the main road, turning down a side street, and rounding a bend, I could see the lights of the small shop at the entrance of my alley in the distance
. Under the lamplight, a group of teenagers were playing "Six-Card Poker" (a local card game where six
decks of cards are used, requiring six players). A large number of onlookers watched, creating a lively atmosphere.
"Brother Chen's back!" several of my age greeted me. Before I went to university
, I was practically the king of the kids here.
I quickly got out of the car. "Hey, playing?"
"It's hot, can't stay home," one of them, shirtless, said.
"Don't disturb Aunt Wang's business," I said.
"How could we? We're more like giving her a little something extra," another said, pointing to the pile
of soda and beer on the table, grinning at me. "Three rounds (a way of calculating wins and losses)
for a bottle of beer."
"Hey, drink less," he said, pointing to one of them, "be careful your wife makes you kneel on the washboard when she gets home."
He was younger than me, but had been married for over a year.
"Xiaowei's back? Graduating soon, right? You're so busy, you never come back.
Come visit sometime." Aunt Wang, our old neighbor and owner of the small shop, came out and said, nudging
her daughter beside her, "Meizi, call him brother."
Meizi, dressed in a high school sailor uniform, said shyly, "Brother Xiaowei."
"You're so grown up now?"
"Yeah, she'll be a senior in high school next semester. Xiaowei, you need to come back and tutor her in English when you have time; this
girl's English is terrible."
I said a little embarrassedly, "Okay, I'll do it when I have time." Little did she know, my English was
awful; I don't even know how I passed the CET-4. 　　**********
... 　　My mother was busy in the outer room. When she saw me return, she quickly got up and said, "Why are you back? Didn't you say you had something to do 　　?" 　　"Ah," I mumbled, "Where's Dad?" 　　"In the inner room. Go and talk to him. He hasn't even had dinner yet." 　　"Why is he sick?" 　　"Sigh, he's back in jail again. They still owe him more than three months' wages. That's why he's so angry." 　　My mother wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "By the way, have you eaten? I'll have some noodles." 　　"Hmm... Mom... I've got a job." Looking at my mother's relieved eyes, I said, "I'm staying at the school 　　." 　　****************************************************************************************** 　　Please look forward to Chapter Six, "The Parting Feelings Grow Stronger" 　　(VI) The Parting Feelings Grow Stronger 　　The smoke in the inner room made me want to cry. Maybe it had nothing to do with the smoke, but the tears just 　　wouldn't stop falling. My father lay half- 　　reclined on the kang (a heated brick bed) 　　, staring blankly at the old-fashioned wall clock hanging in the distance. 　　Even in the sweltering summer heat, he was only partially covered by a quilt, and his face looked terrible. The ashtray on the small table in front of him was overflowing with cigarette butts. The room was dark, only the flickering glow of the ashtray revealed the partially extinguished cigarette butts. 　　After his old job went out of business, my father worked several jobs, including as a mechanic, repairing appliances 　　, and even riding a rickshaw. Later, after learning to drive, he got a job as a driver for a private company. Since 　　my mother was laid off, he had become the sole breadwinner. 　　But my father had never yielded to anyone, never uttered a word of complaint to me, his son. But now… 　　perhaps it's because he's getting older, he's lost that drive he once had. 　　Looking at the strands of gray hair at my dad's temples, I felt a pang of sadness and whispered, "Dad, I'm back." 　　"Oh, Xiaowei," Dad glanced at my mom behind me and said, "Didn't I tell you not 　　to call Xiaowei? It's the busiest time for job hunting right now, but you never listen." 　　"I..." Mom was about to say something, feeling wronged, when I interrupted, "It's okay, my job at the university is 　　settled." 　　"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so capable." Dad bowed slightly, then sat up straight and continued, 　　"Jobs are hard to find these days, staying at the university as a teacher is great. Are these positions hard to get? 　　Don't worry about gifts or anything, we have to be willing to spend the money."

"No, it's already decided, and I didn't give any gifts."
Dad said somewhat incredulously, "Really? There's such a good thing? Don't worry about the family,
we still have the money. Mom..." Dad raised his hand to my mom and said, "Mom, find
me the savings book from when I was bought out by my workplace."
"Dad, really, you don't need to," I said, taking Dad's hand down.
“Xiaowei, you’re still young. You don’t know, this is common practice in society these days. If you don’t give gifts, you won’t get
away with it. If you’re embarrassed, I’ll go and give your principal a token of my appreciation tomorrow when I’m free.”
“Really, no need,” I quickly turned around and stopped my mother, who was about to bend down to find the bankbook, and continued,
“I didn’t give a gift, and I’m still staying at school, so it’s really not necessary.”
“Okay, but you need to learn more about things in society. Don’t be a bookworm all the time. Be smarter
.” Then I said to my mother, “Mom, what are you standing there for? Go cook! Do you want me to starve to death?”
“You know what hunger is? Look at all this smoke in the house. I thought you were going to practice Falun Gong and ascend to heaven!”
“Enough with the nonsense. Go quickly and get a pound of 60-proof liquor from Aunt Wang’s. Oh, and cook two good
dishes too.”
“Are you sick again? Where am I going to get you food this late at night?” My mother said hesitantly, and turned to leave
.
Dad growled at Mom's retreating figure, "Just go when I tell you to! What's wrong with me?" He
patted my shoulder, adding, "Don't listen to your mother, I'm not sick." Then he patted
his chest loudly with his other hand, "Look, how healthy I am! I could easily drink another pound, let alone a whole pound
. Xiaowei, drink more with your dad today."
Feeling the pats of Dad's large, strong hand, and looking at the graying strands at his temples, my nose
tingled with a soreness…
**************************
The warm morning sunlight streamed through the window, and a cool breeze gently caressed my face, making me feel incredibly
comfortable. Last night, I couldn't resist Dad's insistence, and Mom finally went to Aunt Wang's to get another pound of 60-proof liquor.
Although it was only a plate of peanuts and a small dish of pickled vegetables, Dad and I both drank too much. Now my head still feels like it's splitting
open. Thanks to Mom's bowl of noodles in broth, otherwise I probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed yet.
With a creak, the outer door opened, and I heard Aunt Wang say to my mom, "Sister Chen, this is some
freshly ground soy milk I made for Meizi this morning. There's so much left, we can't drink it all, so I brought it to you. Heat it up for Xiaowei;
everyone says drinking more soy milk is good for him." My mom quickly exchanged pleasantries, stuffing a bowl of homemade
pickled vegetables into Aunt Wang's hands before seeing her out.
I stretched and, noticing my dad wasn't on the opposite kang (heated brick bed), asked, "Where's Dad?" "
He went out early, said he went to the labor market."
"He drank so much last night, is he alright?"
"What could be wrong? Your dad went out humming a song this morning, didn't even eat breakfast."
A feeling of relief washed over me; all my worries and unhappiness seemed to have vanished. I don't know if it was me who gave
Dad the courage to face life, or his large, strong hands that warmed my heart; perhaps it was our
mutual influence? This is the great power of "home."
Looking through the window at my mother busily preparing breakfast on the stove, the rising steam filling the air, everything
seemed like a fairyland, unreal. This is the world I know, my world.
************
After returning to my dorm around nine o'clock, I saw the note I left for Lao Tian last night still lying peacefully in its place. I couldn't
help but think, "Could Lao Tian have not come back all night?" A moment later, I thought of that girl named
"Qin," and realized Lao Tian might have gone to see her again. A pang of unease rose in my heart. Who knows?
What does it have to do with me?
So I went out and headed towards Xiao Ying's dorm.
Xiao Hui was still wearing those black clothes. I wonder if this "heroine" has truly acquired the air of a martial arts master;
always wearing pants in the middle of summer, and always in all black. Upon reflection, I realized that the young
woman was probably afraid of being called fat, and the black color made her look slimmer.
Accompanied by her roommates, Xiao Hui confronted me like a triad boss negotiating with someone.
Seeing my eyes constantly scanning her, she puffed out her prominent chest and arrogantly declared, "What are you looking at? Keep your eyes to yourself!
Don't think you're the boss just because Xiao Ying left a day ago!" Her words caused her roommates behind her to burst into laughter
.
This feisty girl was about to "lose her temper" again, I thought to myself. A sleepy Xiao Hui is easier to deal with. Without
arguing with her any longer, I quickly asked, "Has there been any news from Xiaoying?"
"You still have the nerve to ask? I told you to wait for her call yesterday, but you didn't. What are you asking now?"
"Stop messing around. How is Xiaoying? She didn't say when she'd be back!"
"Who's bothering you like this? Tell me, did you go see some girl last night? All
eight of us in the dorm, we don't even know where we went."
"I had an emergency."
"Make it up! Make it up! Don't say something happened at home, your mom's sick? Your dad's sick?"
"It really is my dad who's sick." I really couldn't do anything with this "heroine."
Seeing my pitiful embarrassment, Li Jing, who was behind Xiaohui, quickly whispered something in Xiaohui's ear to comfort her. The "heroine" also looked at me, then chuckled and
said, "Chen Wei, receive the decree." She then took out a roll of toilet paper from her slung pocket and unfolded it
, causing everyone around to burst into laughter. I became even more embarrassed and at a loss for words.
Xiao Hui continued loudly, "By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Chen Wei, you," she finished speaking and gestured towards me with her chin,
"I'm talking to you, Chen Wei. Chen Wei is audacious enough to refuse to answer my call. He deserves to die. He is hereby sentenced to forty slaps to the face and
to continue to listen to my teachings by the phone in the coming days. So be it."
"What else did Xiao Ying say?" I asked hastily after hearing
this. "She also said..." Xiao Hui leaned close to my ear, pretending not to let anyone else hear, and suddenly
shouted, "She also said, she misses you!" It almost ruptured my eardrums. Then she ignored me, who was standing there dumbfounded.
Laughing, she led the group of girls away as if fleeing, shouting as she ran, "Hurry up and finish your calls, then go back and wait for your calls."
Only Li Jing didn't run away. She whispered to me, "Xiaoying is going to study languages in Beijing for over a month.
Don't worry, she left in a hurry that day without telling you. But she's moved again these past few days, so it's inconvenient for
her to call you. She'll call you as soon as she has a phone. I'm leaving now."
Watching them walk away, I felt a sense of relief. Could I really let go?
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In the following days, I was constantly enveloped by a strong sense of parting.
News kept coming in about classmates finding jobs, going to different places, followed by wave after wave of farewells and
banquets—from roommates, classmates, even the same department's football team. It felt like every
day was spent in a drinking party.
Among our classmates, Zhao Bin went to Dalian for a job fair and had a great experience, and was able to stay in Dalian; Fu Feng got a job at
a travel agency in the city; Lao Tian, needless to say, carried a roll of luggage and went straight to Chengdu without even going home; accompanying
him was our class's famous careerist, who was said to be going to the southwest to support the construction of Tibet, and even
brought a big red flower with him in the city before leaving.
"Big Head" finally went into business, but how deep into the sea he went remains a mystery. Chen Gang went to
Guangzhou, and before leaving, he mentioned that the "underage" "Ling'er" was actually our junior from the same department, a sophomore at the start of the semester.
He tearfully begged me to take good care of her.
Li Jing and Zhao Bin went to Dalian together, a perfect couple (I forgot to mention, they're a couple). Of course,
many others chose to go abroad. Zhang Peng went to Ireland with a few others; they could easily fill a
card game there, so they wouldn't be lonely. But in the end, we still hadn't heard from Liu Yang about finding a job. And that
Xia Mei, we don't know where she went either.
During this time, Xiao Ying called me a few times, always when I was half-drunk, probably because I'd been attending
too many drinking parties lately, drinking every single day. From her words, I could hear her tenderness and affection for me, and she said
many things about longing for me, but the knot in her heart that she considered a "virgin" was never spoken again. Was it because she had let go, or
because of something else? My mind was a mess, and I couldn't say for sure.
I had just woken up from the previous night's drunkenness, and looking at the empty, cold dormitory, thinking about how I had seen
off my last roommate, Liang Yongqiang, the night before, a sense of emptiness welled up inside me. I reached into my pocket on the wall and took
out the key to my newly issued dormitory for single students, got up and pulled back the thick curtains. A
ray of fresh morning sunlight shone down, and I breathed a sigh of relief—goodbye to my student life, a new day begins!
(VII) Intrigue and Backstabbing
For the first time in months, I had gotten up so early, but my spirits were surprisingly good. Breathing in the cool morning air
was more invigorating than if I had taken a stimulant.
The campus was unusually quiet; perhaps it was too early? Perhaps it's because the graduating seniors have already left campus,
and the remaining students are all studying hard through the night with finals approaching, only recently falling asleep?
I got up so early because my identity is different now; I'm a teacher,
and I can no longer sleep until noon. Of course, there's another reason: yesterday, Fan Xiaomei suddenly
asked me in the office to help her move her things from the girls' dormitory to her single room.
This surprised me greatly. Firstly, because most of the teachers at the school live in the city, the school
only provides one apartment building for teachers. Those like me who live in single rooms because their homes are too cramped are
a minority, and most of them are male. Fan Xiaomei moving in is quite surprising. Secondly, what surprised me
was that she came to ask me for help. Because of that unpleasant experience with Director Liu, although we've worked together since,
our relationship has become much colder. I really can't understand why she would ask me for help.
But thinking about it, asking me is better than asking that Sun something-bin, right? It's not funny. Later, I
learned from Director Liu of the Business Administration Department that Sun something-bin's full name was Sun Yanbin. Whether it was a swallow, a banquet, or a wild goose was unknown
. The funny thing was that after he went through so much trouble to stay at the university and get into the Business Administration Department, Fan Xiaomei and
I were transferred to the new Tourism Management Department. Seeing his sullen face, how could it not be funny?
Of course, the Tourism Management Department was separated from the Business Administration Department, and due to the handover, we still met from time to time
, mostly with cold eyes and occasional sarcastic remarks, the meaning neither warm nor cold. I didn't
bother with him, just kept silent and pretended not to hear. But thinking about how persistent this guy was in pursuing Fan Xiaomei
, I admired him a little. Was it just because I took his place? That's why he had this attitude.
Lost in thought, I walked through the basketball court and a small grove of trees and arrived at the office building of our new department.
Since the new department had just been established and the office building wasn't fully renovated, all the faculty members were
working in a large conference room.
Upon entering, I found the room nearly empty, except for the department head, who was hunched over his desk, writing furiously, clearly
preparing for his speech at the afternoon's university-wide faculty meeting. At the other end, Professor Zeng, who had taught me "Market Economics,"
sat leisurely sipping tea and reading the newspaper, looking every bit the scholar. Perhaps only Professor Zeng in the new department had
the audacity and the right to be so relaxed and at ease in front of the department head.
Seeing me enter, the department head greeted me politely, "Little Chen, so early?"
I quickly replied, "Ah, good morning, Director Zhao." I also greeted Professor Zeng, "Good morning, Professor Zeng," and
went to my seat.
About half an hour passed, and several colleagues came and went, none staying in the room for more than five minutes;
they all made a brief appearance and then disappeared. The three of us remained the regulars. The room was eerily quiet, save for
the soft scratching of Director Zhao's pen and the occasional sip of tea from Old Zeng. I was clearly embarrassed,
looking completely lost, unsure what to do, and constantly wondering where Fan Xiaomei was .
If she were here, I could use her moving as an excuse to leave.
I really had to admire Old Zeng's composure; he sat there with the newspaper in hand, seemingly lost in thought. I wondered
what fascinating articles in that newspaper had kept our old scholar engrossed for an hour or two.
As I looked around, feeling agitated, I suddenly saw someone waving at me from a window in the corridor
. Because of the filing cabinet, neither Director Zhao nor Old Zeng could see what was happening there. I, too,
could only see the hand waving due to the reflection in the window, and couldn't make out who was waving. So I nodded to the person, then pointed to myself, confirming
that they were looking for me. As if grasping at a lifeline, I quickly stood up and said to Director Zhao, "Director Zhao,
someone outside needs to see me. I need to go out for a bit."
Director Zhao adjusted his glasses and said, "Xiao Chen, it's alright, go ahead. Don't be so formal. Go do what
you need to do. Didn't you see they've all left? Just don't be late for the meeting this afternoon."
I felt like I'd been granted a reprieve and hurriedly fled, making a loud screeching noise as I ran out.
At the doorway stood Sister Miao and two other colleagues. Because we were all relatively young,
and because Sister Miao and I graduated from the same high school and were even senior students from the same major who stayed on at the university, we
got along quite well and became close.
Sister Miao covered her mouth and chuckled, "What are you doing in there?"
Before I could answer, Zhou Tao, the foreign language teacher behind Sister Miao, also laughed, "You can stay in there for so long
, that's quite something!"
I could only smile, unable to give a proper answer.
Seeing my awkwardness, Sister Miao said, "Didn't you feel the atmosphere was off in there? The whole room was practically on fire
."
"What?" I asked, puzzled.
"It's because Professor Zeng didn't get the department head position and is sulking in there," said another colleague, Zhai Gang.
"Really?" I looked at him, suddenly understanding.
"Now many people in the department have split into the 'Zhao faction' and the 'Zeng faction.' I wonder which faction you support
?" Sister Miao asked with a smile.
"I support the 'cookie and chocolate faction,'" I said.
Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this.
After
the laughter subsided, I suddenly remembered my promise to Fan Xiaomei to help her move, and hurried
towards her dormitory, which also housed in Dormitory Six.
Passing through the grove, I suddenly saw a very familiar figure emerge from a fork in the road ahead—it was Sun Yanbin,
accompanied by a girl, and they seemed to be exchanging words. Afraid of an awkward situation if I approached, I leisurely
followed them forward. As we neared the edge of the grove, I saw Sun Yanbin pat the girl on the back, and then
they parted ways. I stood there blankly at the edge of the grove, glancing at the girl a few times, and suddenly she seemed quite familiar,
though I couldn't quite place her. She must be a student at the school, right?
From afar, I saw Sun Yanbin cross the playground and stop at a small shop in front of the dormitory area, buy a pack of cigarettes,
and then pick up a public phone to make a call. Afraid of running into him and being asked if I was helping Fan Xiaomei move, which would only
increase our animosity, I headed towards the boiler room at the other end of the playground.
This boiler room was behind the second canteen; it was where Wang Dama's mentally challenged son from Dormitory Six worked. Looking into the distance
, I could see that Sun Yanbin was still on the phone. Thinking he had nothing else to do, I went into the boiler room, intending to tease
the simple-minded Da Li.
This Da Li, you could say he's mentally challenged, but he's incredibly capable at work; you could also say he's not mentally challenged, but he
definitely seems to be missing a screw, his IQ no higher than a ten-year-old.
It was a little past nine in the morning, breakfast had just ended, lunch hadn't started yet, and it was summer—
the quietest time for the boiler room. Da Li was lying shirtless on a folding cot, dozing off.
"Get up! What are you sleeping for in broad daylight? Be careful the principal docks your pay!" I picked up the teacup on the table and kept
tapping it.
"Hehe." Da Li opened his small eyes and looked at me.
"Where's your wife?" Zhao Bin and I gave him a turtle, saying it would be his wife, and the kid had
been taking good care of it.
"Wife? Xiao Ying? Wife!" Da Li said stupidly.
"Go away! That's my wife, where's your wife?"
"Hehe, this." Da Li took out a magazine from under the straw mat on the bed, pointed to a naked woman on the cover and grinned foolishly
.
"Hey, isn't this kid a little stupid? I wonder who deserved to be killed, giving him this pornographic magazine, isn't this
corrupting 'teenagers'?" I thought, and said, "Is this your wife? Hmm, she's quite pretty, why isn't she
wearing clothes?"
"Hehe, my wife doesn't wear clothes. Hehe." After saying that, he kissed the beautiful woman on the magazine's face and smeared his
saliva on it.
"Right, I'll find you another wife later. Heh."
After joking with Da Li for a while, I thought that Sun Yanbin's calls should be almost over, so I left the boiler
room. Sure enough, I couldn't see him in front of the living area, so I quickly walked towards Dormitory 6.
Turning the corner, I was startled by a scene unfolding in the distance: Sun Yanbin and Fan Xiaomei
stood with their backs to me in front of Dormitory 6, talking intimately.
For some reason, I felt a surge of anger. Why did Fan Xiaomei need me if she'd found someone to help her? Was she trying to annoy me
? Was it worth it?
Then I laughed in exasperation. Really, was it worth it? What was I angry about? What did it have to do with me? Why was I jealous?
Thinking about it, Sun Yanbin wasn't bad at all—tall and handsome, a bit like a bleached version of the Hong Kong actor Louis
Koo. If he hadn't been unfriendly to me during our first meeting, I wouldn't have had such a bad impression. First impressions really
are important!
I tapped my head a few times and walked away without looking back.
**********
... After I entered, I didn't know where to sit. Looking around, I saw Sister Miao
and the others waving at me from afar.
Most of the department staff had arrived. Director Zhao had naturally taken a seat in the front row, but Professor Zeng was nowhere to be seen
. Director Wang from the new department's academic affairs office and several unfamiliar faces sat in the front row. One of the men
looked around, and when their eyes met mine, they nodded to each other as a greeting. Fan Xiaomei and I sat in the same row, but
quite far apart, on the other side of the aisle. I settled down in the other aisle.
A little while later, I saw Sun Yanbin slowly walk over from the aisle. I ignored him, closing my eyes and pretending not to see him.
Unexpectedly, as he passed by me, he leaned down and said, "Chen Wei, Director Liu (referring to
Director Liu of the Business Management Department's Academic Affairs Office) told me that he originally wanted me to move into the faculty dormitory to share a room with you. However,
you know the conditions of those dorms. I've rented another place off-campus. You can live alone in the dorm
; it's fine. Anyway, I've paid for it, and no one else will move in." He then smiled at me. I noticed his attitude had changed drastically compared to the previous times, and I figured it was probably because he now knew I wasn't 　　the "love rival"
he had imagined .
So I said, "Ah, your brother's really rich. Haha."
"Hehe, so-so. Come over to my new place sometime, we'll have a hot pot, it's on me."
"Definitely, I'll be free."
Watching Sun Yanbin walk away, I thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be more convenient for him to live on campus to pursue Fan Xiaomei?" A thought flashed through my mind:
"Could it be that he rents a place off-campus to make it easier to do 'that'?" Although I told myself in the morning that this was none of my business,
an indescribable sense of loss still suddenly overwhelmed me. I couldn't help but turn around and glance at Fan Xiaomei.
Under the dim light, she still looked so lonely. Her long eyelashes fluttered in her watery eyes. I have
to admit, she was still absolutely beautiful.
Vice Principal Yuan, who was in charge of personnel, walked over to Fan Xiaomei from behind and bent down to say something to her.
She turned around and accidentally met my gaze. For a moment, she felt a little awkward and turned back
to look at the Business Management Department. Needless to say, she went to see Sun Yanbin. But after only one glance, she sat up
straight and remained silent.
Vice Principal Yuan walked onto the stage, tapped the microphone, and said, "Hello, hello, everyone quiet down,
the meeting is about to begin. Department heads, please take your seats in the front row. Principal! Principal, Party Secretary, please come to the stage."
With this announcement and a burst of enthusiastic applause, the long and tedious meeting began.
The principal started by giving a report, describing the current excellent situation. The school's scale had further expanded; in addition to
the six newly added departments, it had merged with some smaller institutions, establishing an adult education department, a higher vocational department, and a
secondary vocational school, and had added many experts, professors, visiting teachers, and those of us who remained at the school, totaling more than forty
people. Of course, he also talked about many difficulties and challenges. Finally
, he ended the speech with the words, "The revolution has not yet succeeded; comrades must continue to strive." I looked at my watch; he had been speaking for almost an hour.
Then Principal Yuan introduced each of the new employees. When he introduced me, he surprisingly added,
"Comrade Chen Chuan has performed excellently during his time at the school. His article 'Home,' published in the school newspaper, was recently
reprinted by the literary magazine 'Yalu River.' Currently, the newspaper's editor is on maternity leave, so after discussion by the school leadership, it has been decided that
Comrade Chen Wei will temporarily serve as the person in charge of the school newspaper."
I blushed, thinking to myself, how come I didn't know about this? Being in charge of the school newspaper doesn't actually have much real power; it
's just a nominal position. Most of the finalization, layout, and printing are handled by a group of students. But since
the principal hadn't expected to announce it, I awkwardly lowered my head, feeling as if a million eyes were staring at me.
Then, a newly hired academician from the Chinese Academy of Sciences from the School of Civil Engineering came on stage to give a speech on behalf of the new employees. After
that, leaders from each department took turns going on stage, giving me a briefing. Finally, Principal Yuan announced some exciting news:
the school decided to organize a publicly funded trip to Dalian for everyone, and we could bring our families, although the families' expenses would be borne by themselves. When
Principal Yuan announced "Meeting adjourned," the atmosphere in the hall reached its peak, erupting in enthusiastic applause
before everyone dispersed.
As I reached the auditorium exit, the man who had been sitting next to Director Wang and nodded at me caught up and greeted me. I
then remembered that he was one of our department's new externally hired colleagues, named Chen Yuan, and another woman named Liu
Ting. Chen Yuan was a recent graduate of Dalian University of Foreign Languages and probably taught foreign languages. Seeing Sun Yanbin and Fan Xiaomei
leave the auditorium together, I was afraid it wouldn't be good to see them together on the way back to the faculty dormitory, so I chatted with Chen Yuan a little longer.
As I climbed the stairs to the faculty dormitory, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself, wondering, "What am I hiding from?"
**********
...

How did she face the current relationship between us? Perhaps, as she said,
she trusts me, and I trust her too, believing that our feelings won't fade with time and distance
?
If I were to predict the future, I'd prefer to think positively. You could call me an optimist
. But this time is different. I don't know why, even with Xiaoying's promise, I can't let go of my worries; I still feel a
sense of destiny, a feeling that fate is beyond my control. Am I trying to escape? Or have I changed? Become
weak and pessimistic?
I'm not a "perfectionist in love," but I am an "absolute believer in love." Though not perfect
, it is certainly absolute, and this "absolute" is also a responsibility between us.
"Ring," the phone finally rang. This waiting is also a kind of destiny, isn't it? In that instant, I decided that
I would buy a cell phone with my first month's salary, no matter what.
"Hello, Xiaowei," came Xiaoying's sweet voice from the other end of the line: "Not out?"
"Yeah," I replied.
"You've been waiting for my call?" Xiaoying in my head had a big question mark on her head.
"Yeah!"
"Hehe, good for you. Did you miss me?"
"What do you think?"
"I missed you too. I missed you so much I couldn't even memorize my vocabulary, so I called you early to see if you were
there."
"Xiaoying," I suddenly couldn't continue.
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, nothing, I missed you too."
"Of course I know, Xiaohui called me today, and she really 'blew'
you a lot on the phone (that's what we say there). I thought to myself, did I make a mistake in choosing a boyfriend?" I imagined Xiaoying proudly
holding her head high right now.
"Hey, where did she go? I haven't heard from her at all."
"I think she went home to help out at home, right? I heard her brother is a big seller."
"Oh. Xiaoying," I wanted to persuade her to come back, but I only got halfway through my sentence.
"What's up?"
"Nothing, the school's organizing a trip to Dalian during the holidays."
"Are family members allowed? I wish I could come along."
"Yeah, I don't want to go, it's not very interesting, and besides, we won't be able to contact each other if I go."
"If you don't want to go, then you don't have to. By the way, I might not be able to call you for a while in a few days."
"Why?" I asked a little anxiously.
"Nothing, Dad's here, and I have other things to do. But I might have a surprise for you! Hehe."
"What?" "
It's a secret."
...
Hanging up Xiaoying's phone, a happy smile still lingered on my lips. This phone call was probably my only source of emotional
nourishment right now.
It was completely dark outside the window, and the lights in the student dormitories across the way were turning on one by one—some dim
, some incandescent, some dark red, some bright, some flickering…
Lying in bed, gazing out the window, the light seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and my vision gradually blurred
…
It
seemed as if Xiaoying raised a hand to smooth her playful, neat short hair, a sweet smile playing on her lips.
She was still wearing her "Xishuangbanna outfit," and in the hazy light, she seemed to float slowly
towards me like a fairy. I couldn't wait any longer and rushed towards her with open arms.
Xiaoying giggled and turned to run away. But because the long skirt of her "Xishuangbanna outfit" was too
tight, I caught up with her in a flash and swept her into my arms. Xiaoying
let out a soft moan and buried her face in my chest, panting heavily.
"Xiaoying, why are you running away? I missed you so much!"
"Look at you, silly. Hehe." Xiaoying kept pounding my chest in my arms.
I couldn't wait any longer and kissed her fragrant lips. Xiaoying responded to my intense reaction by
sticking out her tongue and licking my teeth, making my gums tingle. I also stuck out my tongue and we fought
with it.
Below, my hand eagerly reached into her short shirt, stroking her nipples through her bra.
Although Xiaoying's mouth didn't leave mine, she glared at me with a look that was both shy and reproachful. I ignored her and
increased the pressure of my hand, using my tongue to stop Xiaoying's moans from coming out of her mouth, leaving her only able to let out intermittent
gasps.
Unable to withstand my persistent hand contact, Xiaoying pushed me away forcefully, breaking free from my embrace. She said sweetly
, "I'm yours, what's the rush?" As she spoke, she slowly removed her short-sleeved shirt and long skirt, leaving only her
pale purple underwear and white cotton socks. Then she took a step forward, knelt at my feet, unzipped my pants,
and took my penis in her hand. Stimulated by this, it was already erect.
Xiaoying giggled and took it entirely into her mouth, glancing at me seductively. That
look, that look, reminded me of "Qin."
I shook my head violently, trying not to think about things I shouldn't be thinking about now, focusing on enjoying myself, but I couldn't control
myself. Looking into her eyes, one became blue and the other green, gleaming with a bewitching and lewd light
. My heart skipped a beat; I couldn't tell if it was Xiaoying or "Qin" anymore.
How could Xiaoying's oral sex skills be so good? She would occasionally flick her tongue and teeth, lightly scraping the veins on my penis
, sending waves of heat coursing down my spine. I knew I couldn't let her take the initiative
any longer, or I'd really surrender in no time. I quickly pulled Xiaoying up, laid her beneath me,
and then violently tore her bra and panties apart, pulling down my own pants and thrusting my penis into her
.
Xiaoying winced in pain, "Ah, it hurts, go slower. Ah!" I quickly kissed her lips,
ignoring her cries of pain, and began to thrust violently.
Xiaoying clung tightly to me, enduring my frenzied assault, her eyes glistening with tears, her expression forlorn
, vaguely resembling Fan Xiaomei, filled with sorrow.
I don't know where I got the "courage," but I kissed away her tears and said, "Does it hurt? You're not a virgin anymore,
what's there to hurt about?"
Xiaoying suddenly burst into tears, screaming hysterically at me, "Who said I'm not a virgin?" Pointing to
her genitals, she said, "Look!"
I looked down and was stunned. Xiaoying's labia were glowing red with blood, and as I looked,
blood began to gush out, slowly at first, then uncontrollably like a gushing spring
. I panicked and tried to stop it, ending up covered in blood on both of us.
Xiaoying screamed wildly, "Haha, I'm a virgin, right? I'm a virgin, right? See, I told you I'm a virgin,
didn't I?" Then she burst into laughter.
I was completely dumbfounded. The phrase "I'm a virgin!" seemed to resonate in my head
, echoing endlessly, reaching deep into my brain, causing a throbbing pain that felt like my brain was about to split open!
"Haha..." Laughter echoed from afar. When I looked, I saw Sun Yanbin standing in the distance with Fan Xiaomei in his arms , pointing at me and laughing incessantly. Fan Xiaomei's eyes were still so forlorn, but there was also a 　　hint of anger
mixed in .

I screamed, "No!!!!!!!!! This shouldn't be happening! No!!!!!!!!!"
Suddenly, Xiaoying vanished from beneath me, surrounded by several foreigners in the middle of the ground, naked and helplessly
looking at me. "Xiaoying!" I called out, but before I could finish, several burly foreigners approached me, one on each side,
clamping me tightly, rendering me completely immobile.
One of the black men in front of Xiaoying slapped her several times across the face, ignoring her heart-wrenching screams
, and thrust his thick, baby-arm-like penis into her narrow vagina.
Xiaoying struggled, hitting and biting the black man, but to no avail. The black man seemed unmoved
, his teeth gleaming with a chilling white light, relentlessly thrusting and pounding until Xiaoying's
lower body bled even more profusely.
I tried to struggle, but I couldn't break free from those tight arms. A sense of destiny washed over me, and I
cursed, "Fuck your mother, you old black devil, let go of Xiaoying! I'm not done with you! Let her go, I'll curse your
ancestors for eight generations! Sun Yanbin, are you even a man? Go save Xiaoying! I'll fucking curse your mother!"
But when I turned my head to look, Sun Yanbin was nowhere to be seen beside Fan Xiaomei. There was only a skeleton with a demonic hand constantly
kneading Fan Xiaomei's breasts, and Fan Xiaomei was already disheveled.
"Ah!" I screamed in shock.
Another foreigner walked up to me with a gleaming large knife, tapped my face with it, and with 　　a
ferocious look in his eyes, swung the knife at my lower body… 　　I felt a surge of heat in my lower body, and with a cry of “Ah!” I sat up abruptly, only to find my lower body 　　a mess. Thank goodness, it was just a dream! 　　“Ring!” The phone rang loudly, startling me. I quickly got up to answer it. 　　It was Zhao Bin from Dalian calling, saying he had just gotten my number and was calling to invite me 　　to visit him in Dalian during the holidays. While taking off my wet underwear and wiping the sweat from my fright with a towel 　　, I tried to appease him, saying that the school was organizing a trip to Dalian, and I didn't want to go. 　　Zhao Bin kept persuading me, saying that I didn't have anything to do at school, so I should go out for a walk. I said I'd think about it 　　later. 　　After hanging up the phone, I hurriedly went to the bathroom and took another shower. By then, it was 　　already 　　broad 　　daylight 　　. 　　********** 　　... 　　In the midst of the revelry, seeing Sun Yanbin secretly place his hand on Fan Xiaomei's shoulder, and coupled with 　　the lingering thoughts of Xiaoying over the past few days, she was moved and stood up, saying, "Let me sing a song for everyone." She turned on 　　the stereo in the private room, and as the gentle music played, scenes from her past with Xiaoying flashed through her mind once more. 　　She sang with emotion: 　　"I always feel happiness is a burden, afraid that tomorrow it will turn into regret. The sky slowly, slowly darkens, staying together 　　is too difficult, easily leading to sadness; 　　"I always feel giving is easier, when the one I love is still wandering, feelings gradually fade, and 　　gentleness cannot compensate; 　　"Love songs are sung so lonely, thoughts so chaotic, I never know how to hide my heart, but the past cannot be ignored 　　, loneliness cannot be ignored, I turn back step by step to entangle myself; 　　"Love songs are sung so sadly, you are so unforgettable, how can I sever ties with you? The world is all the same 　　, love and hate, then separation and reunion, I repeatedly try to persuade myself to forget." 　　"I always feel the wait shouldn't be too long, letting time flow by without an answer, you and I slowly, slowly fading away, breaking up 　　might be a kind of understanding." 　　As she sang this emotionally, her eyes welled up with tears. Cheers and applause came from behind. 　　Turning to look at Fan Xiaomei, I saw her secretly taking Sun Yanbin's hand away again. Although no one saw, Sun Yanbin 　　blushed. 　　Sister Miao came up with flowers and said to me, "What? Missing your girlfriend?" 　　My face also turned red, and I didn't say anything. 　　Chen Yuan said, "I heard you're going to Dalian, aren't you going?" 　　"I'll go! It's so much fun being together!" Zhou Tao said, and everyone sang in unison. 　　Thinking that I hadn't heard from Xiaoying in the past few days, and considering Zhao Bin's invitation as the "host," I said, 　　"Okay, I'll go." 　　**************************************************************************************************** 　　Please look forward to Chapter Nine, "The Trip to Dalian" 　　(IX) The Trip to Dalian 　　The school organized a trip to Dalian for all staff, but because there were too many people, it was difficult to make unified arrangements. Therefore, 　　the funds were allocated to each department, allowing each department to arrange the travel dates and itinerary themselves. Because our Tourism Management Department and 　　Business Management Department still had many connections in terms of administration and personnel, the leadership decided that the two 　　departments would organize the trip together. I suddenly felt that I couldn't get rid of Sun Yanbin no matter what, and I couldn't help 　　but think: there might be many more such things in the future, right? 　　Our Tourism Management Department is quite professional in tourism. Originally, when it was under the Business Management Department, there was a tourism major, but 　　it wasn't listed as a separate department. So organizing such a large tour group was 　　a piece of cake. We contacted a suitable travel agency and arranged everything perfectly. Coincidentally 　　, it was the same agency where Fu Feng worked. We called him, and when he heard Zhao Bin was in charge, he 　　readily volunteered to lead the group. 　　The weather was truly perfect that day; it started raining in the morning, which should have been a downer, but as we 　　sped south along the Shenyang-Dalian Expressway, the weather cleared up the further south we went. Only after passing Wafangdian did the sun finally peek out from behind the clouds 　　. Everyone became excited and kept pestering our young female tour guide to sing.

I sat in the last row, looking back at the convoy of over a dozen Golden Dragon buses that had rounded a bend in the mountainside.
Behind us, the mountains were still shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring, while the direction of the convoy revealed a vast expanse of blue sea. I was
stunned by this extraordinary sight. This perfectly reflected my current state of mind: rain behind, sunshine ahead. It seemed that coming out for a trip
was definitely the right decision.
The convoy drove through the entire city of Dalian and stopped in front of a hotel on the Fujiazhuang seaside. The hotel
was situated on a small hill, offering a panoramic view of the boundless sea. Everyone jumped off the buses, inhaling
the cool sea breeze, and couldn't help but shout with delight.
After the tour guides disembarked, they met with the hotel staff, received their room keys, and then led everyone to
their rooms. There were double rooms and standard four-person rooms; we younger folks had to stay in the four-person rooms. Perhaps
Fu Feng had tampered with the room, because he, Chen Yuan, Zhai Gang, and I were assigned to the same room.
After everything was settled, everyone headed to the restaurant for lunch. With several hundred people from both departments plus their families,
it was quite a sight to see them all eating together.
After a vice president from the travel agency greeted everyone politely, Department Head Zhao raised his glass and said, "This
afternoon is free time. Everyone can do as they please. Of course, the sea is not far from where you leave; you can
go for a swim or sunbathe. Tomorrow morning we'll all head to Lushun." Everyone responded
enthusiastically. Seeing everyone's natural physiological reaction to the table full of seafood, Director Zhao tactfully
said, "No more words, everyone, bottoms up! Eat and drink well!"
After a burst of laughter, everyone rushed to their pre-selected targets, and in no time, the shrimp and crabs were all
gone.
Fu Feng, from a distance at the accompanying table, gave me an "OK" sign, letting me know he had contacted Zhao Bin.
After I finished eating, I went to find him and asked, "Did you get in touch?" "Ah, the kid was shocked. He 　　told me
he just received his first month's salary, and Xiao Jing took half
. Now that we're here, he's going to lose the other half too." "We're free
this afternoon, let's go find him. " 　　" 　　He has things to do this afternoon, he said he 　　'll wait for us at his workplace 　　at 5 pm. 　　" "Then let's go to the beach this afternoon?" 　　Without waiting for him to finish eating, I dragged him back to the room to change into his swimming trunks. ********** 　　... 　　At the far end of the third floor, a large iron door was firmly locked, and the entire corridor was pitch black, with only 　　a few rays of light shining through a window on the other side. I paced back and forth in front of the men's restroom, listening to Chen and Zhai talking incessantly inside 　　. 　　Suddenly, there was a commotion on the stairs, and a waiter helped a middle-aged man who was completely drunk up 　　the stairs, stopping at the top. A group of people followed, also slurring their words. 　　The middle-aged man turned around and said, "I'm fine, Xiao Zhao, it's fine. You guys go play eight rounds first, I 　　'll be fine after a nap, hehe, I still have to beat you guys a few times, I'll be there in a bit." 　　Because the room was in the way, I couldn't see how many people had come up, but I heard someone say, "Hey you, quickly 　　help Professor Yuan into the room to lie down for a while." This was clearly directed at the waiter. 　　"You all go back, it's fine, you all go back," the man said, staggering down the stairs with the waiter's help, 　　hiccuping as he spoke. 　　I stood on the other side of the dark corridor. From my vantage point, I could see the man's head leaning casually against the waitress's 　　shoulder, his right arm tightly wrapped around her waist, his entire body practically pressed against her. The waitress 　　turned her head away in disgust, slowly making her way towards a double room. As the waitress opened the door, 　　the man grabbed her ample buttocks hard with his right hand, eliciting a startled cry from her. Then, the two of them 　　tumbled into the room together. 　　Just as the door slammed shut, the door opposite opened, and Fu Feng poked his head out, asking 　　me, "What is it?" 　　I quickly put a finger to my lips, signaling him to be quiet, my mind racing: "Professor Yuan? Could it be Vice 　　Principal Yuan?" Then, I tiptoed to the door opposite Fu Feng's and pressed my ear against it, listening intently. Seeing this, Fu Feng did 　　the same, pressing his ear against mine. A series of clanging and banging sounds came from inside, followed by a loud crash as 　　something slammed against the door. Fu Feng and I were so startled we almost had heart attacks, and then a scream 　　rang out. 　　The door to the room Fu Feng came out of opened a crack, and a young girl poked her head out, asking in surprise, "What's 　　going on?" 　　Fu Feng whispered, "Go change your clothes, it's none of your business," and slammed the door shut again. 　　Chen Yuan and Zhai Gang also came out of the bathroom. Seeing us both huddled there in such a disheveled state, they laughed, "Why aren't 　　you behaving like this? Eavesdropping about something!" 　　Fu Feng quickly pulled me up and led Chen and Zhai downstairs. In the hotel lobby, 　　after I recounted everything I had seen and heard, all three of them looked on with astonishment. 　　Zhai Gang stared blankly at the stairwell. "Impossible, right? How could Principal Yuan do something like this? 　　You must be mistaken, kid. It's so dark in the stairwell." 　　His words made me uncertain too. "Maybe?" But then I worried about the waitress 　　. "Shouldn't we go up and help her?" 　　"What if it really is Principal Yuan?" Zhai Gang added. "Then we'd be in deep trouble." Just then, the waitress, disheveled and crying, came running down the stairs, turned 　　a corner 　　in front of us, and ran towards the back building. 　　"It's alright!" Fu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. 　　I watched the girl's retreating figure, still shaken, a bad feeling lingering in my heart. 　　"Don't think about it so much," Chen Yuan patted my shoulder.

A burst of girlish laughter broke the awkward atmosphere. The girl whom Fu Feng had just pushed through the door skipped
and hopped downstairs first, clinging to Fu Feng and linking her arm with his. Several attractive
female tour guides followed behind.
This group of seven or eight girls, probably only in their early twenties, were all wearing only tight-fitting swimsuits that
revealed their ample bosoms. Only two or three wore colorful life rings around their waists or
sheer scarves. Some of the bolder ones were even wearing bikinis.
One of them, nestled next to Fu Feng, was now rubbing her firm C-cup breasts against his arm.
Another girl, who looked slightly older and was also dressed in a bikini,
said to Fu Feng in a coquettish voice, "Manager Fu, please stop staring at Hu Jia, okay? Don't you think we're pretty?" She then spread her arms,
turned gracefully, and gave Fu Feng a flirtatious wink. It was then that I realized Fu Feng was doing quite well at the travel agency,
having risen to the position of department manager.
Hu Jia, shaking Fu Feng's arm, said sweetly, "Fu Feng, um...look, Sister Li is making fun of me." That
single "um" sent shivers down the spines of every man in the room. The women burst into laughter.
Fu Feng glanced at me awkwardly and said, "You're the prettiest, okay?"
Hu Jia smiled shyly, made a face at Sister Li, and then took Fu Feng's arm, saying, "You
'll have to teach me how to swim later."
Sister Li put her hands on her hips, mimicking a model's walk, and walked towards me, who was closest to her. She also took my arm and said in a sweet
voice, "Tell me, am I the prettiest? Am I? Am I? Hmm... you tell me?" This
"hmm" perfectly mimicked Hu Jia's tone, only longer, softer, and more charming. Sister Li chuckled
and continued, "You'll have to teach me how to swim too?"
I stood there dumbfounded, awkwardly scratching my head, and casting a pleading look at Fu Feng. Fu Feng
shrugged helplessly at me, indicating that he couldn't save me either, while everyone else in the room was already doubled over with laughter. Hu Jia stomped
her feet, pouting angrily. "What's so funny?" Sister Miao 　　came downstairs
with Zhou Tao, Liu Ting, Fan Xiaomei, Sun Yanbin, and our "Brother-in-law Miao," laughing, "So everyone's here? No wonder I didn't see a soul upstairs 　　." With a wave of her hand, she said, "Come on, let's go swimming!" 　　**************************************************************************************** 　　Please look forward to Chapter Ten, "Sunny Beach" 　　(X) Sunny Beach 　　The golden sand stretched out at my feet, and the azure sea was surprisingly tranquil, 　　dotted only by a few white seagulls. The azure sky was cloudless, and the sunlight shone down without obstruction 　　. The white foam from the gentle waves and the golden sand on the shore reflected the light, almost blindingly so. 　　Perhaps it was because of the rain that morning? The beach was nearly deserted, save for a few groups from our two departments who had arrived early 　　, scattered among a few colorful parasols. The breathtaking summer seaside scene before me was so vividly detailed it 　　was almost a painting. 　　I was mesmerized, taking a deep breath of the air, so rich in negative ions, that my entire mind felt 　　refreshed. Involuntarily, I opened my arms, the sea breeze billowing beneath my armpits. Closing my eyes, I felt as if I 　　were flying, soaring into a blue embrace. There was only blue there, a pure and utter blue, free of 　　worries and sorrows. 　　People say one girl is like a sheep, two girls are like a duck, three 　　girls are like five ducks, four girls are like ten ducks, five girls are like fifty ducks, and 　　when there are six or seven girls, it's like hundreds of ducks. Now, this beach seemed to be teeming with hundreds 　　of "ducks," chattering and adding a lively touch. Hu Jia, her lips purple, trembled as she climbed out of the sea. 　　Patches of red bumps 　　covered her bare arms and thighs . 　　Fu Feng quickly wrapped her in a towel, saying, "It just rained, the seawater must be cold! Why were you in such 　　a hurry?" 　　Hu Jia, like a wounded bird, nestled in Fu Feng's arms, her eyelashes fluttering, and said, "Why didn't you come 　　down with me?" 　　"You ran faster than a rabbit, who could catch you?" Fu Feng said, drying her hair. 　　"Who's like a rabbit? You're the rabbit, you're the one who's like one!" Hu Jia retorted. 　　"You're the one who's like a rabbit," Sister Li mocked, taking the opportunity to pinch Hu Jia's breast hard 　　. "Look, doesn't it look like a rabbit?" 　　Hu Jia, already annoyed, returned the pinch, saying, "You're the one who's like one!" 　　Amidst giggles, the two women chased each other away. 　　Fu Feng glanced at me and said, "These girls who become tour guides are so mischievous." 　　I patted his shoulder and laughed, "I admire you, brother. You've already got one in just one month!" 　　Fu Feng shrugged and said, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'A woman chasing a man is like piercing a thin layer of skin'? She's not bad, 　　quite pretty. Who wouldn't take advantage of such a good opportunity?" 　　I smiled and said, "You're really charming, kid. How many girlfriends have you had since college?" 　　"Heh." Fu Feng grinned and added, "You'd better watch out for that Li Yuanyuan. She's crazy. 　　If you mess with her, you'll be in big trouble." 　　"That Sister Li?" 　　"What sister? She's 80, a young girl." 　　"She looks quite mature. How old is Hu Jia?" 　　"81, born in the Year of the Rooster." 　　"Four years younger than you?" 　　"What's that? You might not realize it in school, but when I got to the workforce, the whole generation from the 80s was 　　thriving. I felt old and outdated as soon as I entered the workforce. Heh!" 　　"Maybe? Don't always pretend to be world-weary!" 　　Fu Feng pointed at Li Yuanyuan and said, "She's a 'veteran' of the underworld!" 　　With a giggle, Li and Hu ran around in circles on the beach and then ran back. Hu Jia was faster and 　　was about to catch up with Li Yuanyuan. Li Yuanyuan sensed something was wrong and circled around Chen Garden, almost causing Hu Jia to stumble.

He fell. As Hu Jia got up, the two women surrounded Chen Yuan, one in front and one behind, supporting his waist as if playing
a game of tag.
Pulled around like this, Chen Yuan felt overwhelmed. Looking at the deep cleavage revealed by Li Yuanyuan's bikini
, he almost drooled.
Suddenly, the giggling stopped abruptly. Li Yuanyuan glared at Chen Yuan with wide eyes and said fiercely, "Boy
, what are you looking at?" She then adjusted her bikini bra, making her breasts
appear even firmer, and then lightly slapped Chen Yuan before
running towards me and Fu Feng with a coquettish cry.
Hu Jia was stunned for a moment before realizing what was happening and chased after her, shouting as she ran, "You're still running? Stop right
there!"
The atmosphere went from suddenly cooling to suddenly becoming heated again, leaving only an extremely embarrassed Chen Yuan standing there, his
lower body bulging with something. Hearing the laughter of the women around him, his face turned as red as
a monkey's bottom perched in a tree.
Perhaps because Fu Feng and I were blocking her way, Li Yuanyuan slowed her pace, allowing Hu Jia
to catch up quickly and shove her forcefully. She lost her balance and fell towards me.
I was laughing at Chen Yuan and, without thinking, ended up in a full embrace with Li Yuanyuan. The first thing I touched
was her two large, trembling breasts, truly soft and fragrant, incredibly inviting. But before I could enjoy the pleasure for even
a few seconds, the next thing I felt was her raised knee, pressing against my erect penis, causing me so much
pain that my little brother dared not act recklessly anymore. I let out a muffled groan and fell onto the soft sand
.
Li Yuanyuan also fell to the ground with me, landing heavily on top of me. Although the two "airbags" in front
cushioned the impact, I still suffered another severe blow, my body curled up like a shrimp, unable to get up
.
Li Yuanyuan, supporting her chest, straightened her upper body and said coquettishly, "Are you dead? Why didn't you dodge?"
My face was full of pain and grievance as I said, "Sister Li, you're so fast, how could I dodge?"
"You rascal, trying to take advantage of me?" she said, throwing a punch at my head.
"No way! You almost knocked me infertile!" I said as I dodged.
At this moment, a group of people gathered around. Seeing my miserable state, Hu Jia grabbed Fu Feng's hand and jumped up
high. Fu Feng looked at her with sympathy, but was powerless to help. Chen Yuan's face was still flushed, but she couldn't
stop smiling. I don't know which tour guide shouted, "Sister Li, give me a kiss!" This was met with
a cheer from the crowd, who clapped rhythmically and chanted "Kiss!" The atmosphere reached an unprecedented
climax.
Li Yuanyuan sat up on me, tidied her messy hair, and said with her head held high, "It's just a kiss
, since everyone's so supportive, let's do it." Before I could object, she forcefully turned my head and planted
a kiss on my cheek.
I stared at her awkwardly, her eyes wide,
while she stared back at me with unwavering confidence. My hand was still on her back, feeling her smooth skin, which, although a little dark, felt wonderful
. A little higher was the edge of her bikini bra, and my mind involuntarily conjured up her
firm breasts—probably a D cup? They had been swaying when she hit my head, and
the tight swimsuit accentuated the valley between her peaks, making the view even more alluring.
Our lower bodies were pressed tightly together, just like our upper bodies. I was delighted to discover that I no longer needed to fear
infertility, as my little brother was slowly becoming self-sufficient, clinging to the thin swimsuit and feeling the warmth emanating from the other side
.
Just as I was caught between struggling and enjoying the sensation, Li Yuanyuan released my lips, spitting
as she said, "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, ugh, it's all sand." Then she looked at me and, mimicking a man's deep voice, said, "Baby
, don't cry. Don't worry, I'll take responsibility." She then burst into laughter.
Everyone around us had long forgotten to clap, laughing so hard they were doubled over.
I lay there awkwardly, my face no paler than Chen Yuan's, wishing I could disappear into a crack in the ground
.
Just then, Sister Miao stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "The sun's too strong, let's rent a tent and play cards."
Li Yuanyuan pulled me up, still saying in a deep voice, "Come on, wife, let's play cards." 　　I
thought to myself, how could I, a grown man, let a little girl make me laugh like this? I quickly
covered my embarrassing bulge with my hand and followed everyone to the rented tent. 　　The sun was so strong; the seawater would probably be heated up in no time. Playing cards was a good option. 　　"Brother-in-law Miao" preferred quiet and found a deck chair under an umbrella to read his "Gu Long" (a type of Chinese liquor). Zhou Tao and Liu Ting, 　　who didn't like playing cards, set up a net and started playing beach volleyball, attracting many young female tour guides to join in 　　. Chen Yuan, having just been teased by Li Yuanyuan, didn't dare stay with her and dragged Zhai Gang to 　　play volleyball with the other girls. Fan Xiaomei wasn't wearing a swimsuit but a white gauze dress. She had been standing on the periphery of the group 　　and now found a deck chair to rest. Sun Yanbin seemed a bit unwilling, lingering beside Fan Xiaomei. Staying with 　　this beauty was boring, but leaving these lively girls behind seemed a waste. Not staying with her seemed 　　inappropriate, so he chose a spot between Fan Xiaomei and the volleyball court and stood there dumbly. 　　Inside the tent, only Sister Miao, Hu Jia, Li Yuanyuan, the two tour guides, and Fu Feng and I, who couldn't leave, remained. One of 　　the tour guides lay down inside to take a nap, leaving the six of us to play a game of tag. Fu, Hu, and 　　Li formed one team, while I, Sister Miao, and another tour guide formed another. After agreeing on the penalties for winning and losing, 　　the battle began. 　　Hu Jia, perhaps from running around wildly, had glistening sweat on her neck, chest, and abdomen, making 　　her look like a lotus emerging from water, even more beautiful and charming. Her skin was a bit dark, probably because tour guides are always 　　leading tours outdoors; they're all a bit tanned, but very healthy. Her posture, however, was not very elegant, with her legs crossed...

Together, because she had been swimming, her pale yellow swimsuit clung to her body, making her lower body completely
visible, which was a treat for me sitting opposite her.
Li Yuanyuan's posture wasn't much better, with her legs wide open. Luckily, she was sitting next to me, otherwise
I could have had a full view of her. But I think Fu Feng sitting opposite her must have had a feast for the eyes. Stealing a glance, I saw that
the guy's eyes kept glancing this way. Li Yuanyuan seemed completely unaware, still carelessly playing her cards
, unmoved. But obviously, her bra was showing two small, round nipples. I
wondered if it was because she was aroused during the forced kiss? I couldn't help but slap my forehead and mutter to myself, "What was I thinking
?"
Sister Miao's posture was much better, with her legs together and placed to one side, looking graceful
and languid.
After several rounds, our tour guide's card skills were poor, and we mostly lost. If
I hadn't been relatively good at it, managing to get Sister Miao out of the game each time and create a "cheating trap," I would have been "circled into a pot" (both "cheating traps" and "circling into
a pot" are win-loss relationships in Six-Card Poker). This time, we lost again, and Sister Miao insisted, "I'll
owe you this round, we'll settle the penalty next time." Hu Jia and Li Yuanyuan couldn't argue with her, so they had to accept it.
After drawing cards again, Hu Jia's face lit up with joy; she clearly had a good hand. Sure enough, after a
flurry of play, she was the first to play all her cards.
After playing all her cards, she leaned over to Fu Feng to look at his hand. Because of her sitting
posture, her swim trunks had rubbed against one side. Looking over, she saw a mischievous tuft of hair
peeking out from one side of her swim trunks, casting a dark shadow.
My little brother, which had just calmed down, disobeyed and stood up again. I quickly adjusted my sitting
position, tightly clamping it between my legs. Unexpectedly, this had the opposite effect;
the feeling of being squeezed made it even more erect. If I weren't wearing swim trunks that barely covered the top, it would have
definitely poked its head out to the side.
Because I wasn't concentrating, Fu Feng and his gang finally gave us a "circle-around-the-pot" punishment.
Li Yuanyuan reached out and grabbed my arm to take the punishment.
At this point, my little brother was throbbing. If I got up to be punished, wouldn't all the embarrassment be on full display?
Without thinking, I shouted, "I'm done playing! Let's go swimming!" and ran out of the tent into the sea
.
Hu Jia and Li Yuanyuan chased after me, yelling, "You cheated! Shameless! You're being a cheater!"
I ignored them and said, "Get down!"
"Then teach me how to swim," Li Yuanyuan said.
"I can't even save myself, how can I teach you?"
Li Yuanyuan turned around and grabbed a life ring. I thought she was going to use it herself, but she tossed it to me, saying
, "Then come with me, I'll teach you to swim." Ignoring my bewildered expression, she plunged into the sea,
and when she surfaced, she was already four or five meters away. I thought to myself, "Isn't this just playing the ant to eat the elephant?"
Zhai Gang, on the shore, asked me, "Isn't the water cold?"
"No, it's not cold anymore, come on in!"
Everyone cheered and surged towards the sea like a tide.
Li Yuanyuan turned back and swam towards me, splashing water all over me from afar, laughing,
"Come on, dare to race me?" She then turned and swam away.
Annoyed that she kept teasing me, I chased after her. But she swam further and further away, almost into the deep water. Not daring
to be careless, I quickly put on my life ring and swam back.
Seeing that I was about to go back, Li Yuanyuan swam back, dragging my life ring, and headed towards the deep sea again.
I was startled and asked, "What are you doing?"
Li Yuanyuan laughed, "Look at you, so timid! You have a life ring, you won't die. There's a fishing boat ahead, let's
go play somewhere, it's so boring without anyone to play with."
I stopped struggling and said, "I didn't expect you to swim so well!" "
I was on the district sports school swimming team when I was in school, haha, didn't expect that, did you?
" "I really didn't expect that, thank goodness I didn't boast about teaching you to swim, otherwise people would laugh their heads off."
"Haha...you're smart." She paused, then continued, "Wait, there's something good." With that, she dove
in, her little blue floral swim trunks flashing as she disappeared into the azure sea.
I quickly called out, "Li Yuanyuan!" and tried to dip my foot in, but I couldn't touch the bottom. I waited for a full half minute,
I was really scared, what if something happened to me?
Just as I was getting anxious, Li Yuanyuan popped out of the water in front of me, wiped the seawater off her face, glared at me
, and said coquettishly, "You're not being honest, what are you looking at?"
"I wasn't looking at anything."
"Still not being honest, you weren't being honest when we were playing cards, your thieving eyes were looking around." After saying that,
she leaned down and brushed my erect penis with her hand, and said again, "Still saying you weren't?"
I blushed, thinking: It's all because of your little butt covered by those floral swim trunks, and you're blaming me.
Of course, I thought that, but I didn't dare say it out loud.
After she finished speaking, she reached out and wrapped a long piece of seaweed around my head, saying, "I'm giving you a green hat.
Ha."
Just as I was feeling embarrassed, three jet skis, one in front and two behind, sped over like lightning, splashing up high waves
.
Chen Yuan rode on the back, looking down at me with an air of authority, and said, "What are you doing? The two of you sneaking around so
far." Zhou Tao on the back had her arms around his waist, looking at me with a blushing face.
After the two motorcycles came up, I saw that Zhai Gang and Sister Miao each drove one.
"Get on!" Sister Miao said.
I quickly swam over, climbed onto the back seat of the motorcycle, and Li Yuanyuan climbed onto Zhai Gang's back seat. We shouted and
sped towards the shore.
Once ashore, after swimming such a long distance, we were all panting heavily, but Li Yuanyuan was still energetic
and showed no signs of fatigue. So we asked for a break and went back to shore.
Passing by the lounge chair where Fan Xiaomei had been lying, we couldn't find her. Only "Brother-in-law Miao" was still engrossed
in his martial arts world.
The distant sunlight slanted slightly, making it appear even redder. People walking on the beach cast long shadows and left
a trail of footprints behind them, creating a scene of poetic beauty. Thinking it might be getting late, I
asked Fu Feng, who was still intimately cuddling with Hu Jia in the water, "What time is it? Shouldn't we be going to Zhao Bin's?"
Fu Feng turned and said to me, "Oh, coming right away."
I then headed towards the rented tent to retrieve the towel I had left there. But then I saw Sun Yanbin
suddenly emerge from the tent door, startling me. He smiled at me and turned to walk away.
Without thinking much of it, I ducked into the tent. The female tour guide inside was still fast asleep. Hu Jia had told
me that she had just seen off a red-eye charter group the night before and hadn't slept all night, so the agency had dragged her to this new group
. Seeing my towel covering her, I grabbed it, intending to return to the hotel.
This simple act revealed half of the female tour guide's beautiful breast, and her swim trunks were pulled down
to her knees, clearly showing a tuft of dark pubic hair tinged with pale yellow.
As I hesitated, Fu Feng called from outside, "Are you done? Let's go!"
I hurriedly grabbed another blanket from inside and covered the girl with it, then turned and went out, saying, "Let's go
!"
...
************************************************************************************************ Please look forward to 　　Chapter Eleven 　　,
"Underworld Figures"
(XI) Underworld Figures 　　**********
... 　　From the very beginning, the goal of this article has been a long novel, roughly divided into three parts. The title of the first part 　　has been changed to "Life on Campus," removing the word "My." This title is simpler and more 　　suitable for the titles of the second and third parts (which are already being conceived). 　　Up to this point in the first part, most of the important characters have appeared (except for a few of the protagonist's students), but 　　the female lead is still missing (though not entirely absent). 　　Several male friends, Xiao Hui, Fan Xiaomei, and of course, the female lead herself, will appear throughout the entire novel 　　, while the current girlfriend, Xiao Ying, will have her story resolved in the second part. Currently, some characters are 　　setting the stage for the later two parts, so there are quite a few characters, and the characters are rather diverse (there may be even more and more later). Reading them chapter by chapter might 　　feel overwhelming, but I believe everyone will be satisfied with reading the whole thing. Therefore, I will periodically release 　　a collection for everyone to read in its entirety. 　　Now, let's address the issue of the sex scenes that everyone is concerned about. The essence of writing lies in capturing the feeling. Some things happen naturally 　　. Right now, the protagonist is a recent college graduate (unlike Hou Longtao in *Jin Lin* 　　, who starts out as a scoundrel). He's still heavily influenced by tradition, so he's unlikely to do anything particularly outrageous. 　　However, as the story progresses, the protagonist's personality will undergo a significant transformation, especially in 　　the second and third parts, where there will be more explicit scenes. But only a little, because my style is generally mild-toned 　　with a touch of humor and sadness. Those who prefer more intense content, please forgive me; it's not that I'm unwilling, but 　　my abilities are limited, and I can't write like that. 　　To reiterate, this book is a tragedy, but the ending isn't bad (everyone's surprised, you already have an ending planned 　　? Haha, it's just a concept; I might come up with better ideas and have to revise it). 　　Thank you all for your support; I'm very grateful! 　　Sitting in the taxi on the way to the city, I was somewhat uneasy, wondering whether I should 　　tell Fan Xiaomei what I had just witnessed. Would telling her be inappropriate? I couldn't help but think of Principal Yuan's matter again. 　　It 　　wasn't that Zhai Gang was too weak; many people would choose to run away in such situations. 　　Why did these things always happen to me? Was I overthinking things? Or was there 　　something wrong with my perception? The person in the hotel wasn't Principal Yuan at all, and what happened in the tent 　　wasn't done by Sun Yanbin. He was just like me, a lucky coincidence? But regardless, Sun Yanbin's furtive and flustered look when he faced me was deeply imprinted in my mind, 　　greatly diminishing 　　my recent positive impression of him . 　　Seeing that I remained silent, Fu Feng turned to me and asked, "What are you thinking about? Thinking about Xiaoying again?" 　　"Nothing." 　　"Don't think about it so much, let it be." 　　I rested my forearm on the car window, my hand on my forehead, and turned to look at him. When he said those words, he seemed 　　so distant, no longer the "Fu Feng" I knew. The former "playboy" had suddenly revealed 　　his tender side. 　　"What do you think of Hu Jia?" Fu Feng suddenly asked. 　　We had just escaped the clutches of Hu and Li; what could I possibly say to her now? 　　Seeing that I didn't answer, Fu Feng thought for a moment, then said as if answering his own question, "I feel okay, 　　the fourteenth one, is that enough?" 　　"Enough?" 　　"By the way, what do you think of Li Yuanyuan?" 　　"Pretty crazy." 　　"Yeah, she's too crazy. She really scared me when she first joined the company. I thought she was going to pursue me. 　　Luckily, hehe, I was overthinking it." 　　Suddenly, a strange question flashed through my mind: If I don't have a good 　　impression of Sun Yanbin, then what I just discovered between Li Yuanyuan, was it also unfair to Xiaoying? 　　What will Fan Xiaomei and Sun Yanbin think of me? I'm afraid I've been unfairly 　　maligned in their eyes too 　　, right? Why am I suddenly so concerned about Fan Xiaomei's opinion 　　? 　　I couldn't help but slap my forehead and laugh foolishly. 　　********** ...

Pushing open the door to a small suite in the third-floor restaurant, I saw "Xia Mei" Xiao Hui sitting smilingly
at me, Fu Feng, in the seat directly opposite the door. She said, "I didn't expect so many people!"
"Why did you come to Dalian?" Fu Feng asked.
"You guys can come and have fun, but I can't? This girl can go wherever I want, right, Zhao
Bin?"
I glanced at the group of people at Xiao Hui's table. There were four people in total, all women. One sat
next to Xiao Hui; she was very young, and I noticed her first because she was incredibly beautiful.
The other woman was a little older, dressed simply. Another woman wore heavy makeup, looking
extremely glamorous; her face seemed to consist only of a large, blood-red mouth and two black-rimmed glasses.
The last one sat with her back turned, but her large, wavy hair suggested she was also quite old.
"Hey, any news about Xiaoying? How's she? I'm talking to you, Chen Wei, what are you spacing out for?"
"Oh, nothing, she's fine."
"When do you guys get your vacation? Want to go to Beijing to see Xiaoying during the holidays?"
"I should get my vacation after this trip to Dalian." I thought to myself, "Yeah, I can go to Beijing to see
Xiaoying during the holidays," but then I thought of this super-duper "third wheel," and I couldn't help but feel resentful again.
"Is your brother and the others done yet?" Zhao Bin asked, seemingly a little nervous.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Come on, let me introduce you to my brother." Xiao Hui said, tugging at my
sleeve and leading me inside.
This small suite had two courtyards; behind a large screen was another door.
Xiao Hui didn't stop, pushing open the door and going inside.
"Brother..." Xiao Hui's words were cut short by the tense atmosphere in the room. She turned to a
bald, middle-aged man and said, "Brother Wen."
There were about ten people in the room. Brother Wen, completely bald, sat with his legs crossed, constantly
fiddling with a pair of sunglasses in his hand. Two men sat on either side of him, both wearing black t-shirts. Three
young men stood behind them. Xiao Hui's brother looked ordinary, a typical Northeasterner. One man on his left,
with a scholarly air and gold-rimmed glasses, appeared somewhat pale. The man on his right was dark-skinned and muscular,
a stark contrast to the first. Several young men dressed in black and wearing sunglasses also stood in front of the door.
The bald Brother Wen glanced at Xiao Hui and, speaking with a strong Dalian accent, said to her brother, "Xiao
Yong, you have friends here, so I won't say much. But you'd better behave yourself in Dalian. If you cross the line, don't say
I didn't warn you." He then got up to leave.
Xiao Hui quickly stood up and said, "How dare I? I'm just here in Dalian with some relatives and friends. Once Director Wang
approves the land in Zhongjie, I'll have to ask Brother Wen to come over and give me some support, to boost my reputation
."
"You better not get any funny ideas," he said. "I think
you know the relationship between Director Wang and Pockmarked Guy without me saying anything. We're all keeping quiet about it, but it's come to this point, there's no point in saying more. You decide
what to do." With that, he shouted at the men beside him, "Let's go! Are you waiting for your Brother Liu to treat you to a happy time
?" The young men in black quickly disappeared with Brother Wen.
We hurriedly stepped aside to let them pass, thinking to ourselves: Could they be gangsters?
After the door closed with a click, the burly man with a dark face next to Xiao Hui muttered, "Damn it!"
Xiao Hui patted him on the shoulder and said to Xiao Hui, "Didn't I tell you to stay outside with your sister-in-law and the others?
Don't come in unless it's absolutely necessary."
For the first time, I saw Xiao Hui acting a little timidly, asking, "Brother, what happened just now?"
Xiao Hui said, "Didn't I tell you not to ask questions you shouldn't know? Just take care of your own business
." He then said to the frail-looking man beside him, "Sigh, I've spoiled you rotten."
"Brother, I have a classmate who happens to be in Dalian, so I wanted to introduce you to her," Xiao Hui said, then started to act coquettishly
, something I had never seen before.
"Ugh, I'm really fed up with you. I can't do anything with you. It was just because I owed Lao Wen some money."
"Then why was he so fierce? Brother, just pay him back if you owe him money. I don't think he's a good person."
"It's business, there are bound to be some messy accounts. Don't worry about it. Weren't you going to introduce your classmate to me
? Why did you just let him stand there? Let him sit down and have a meal with us."
"Oh, right, sit down." He grinned at me, Fu Zhao, and the other two, and said, "This is my brother,
Liu Yong." He pointed to the weak-looking man: "Brother Chang, you're very learned." Then he pointed to the burly man: "This is
Brother Biao." Then he introduced the three of us again.
After everyone exchanged pleasantries, they all sat down.
Liu Yong said to me, "I've heard my little sister talk about you guys a lot. There's another one named Liu Yang, right?"
"Yes, he didn't come," I said.
"Oh, she always talks about you guys, especially you and Liu Yang, haha, I know my little sister best
, she must have made you suffer a lot, right? Haha." He said, smiling at Xiao Hui.
Xiao Hui seemed to have reverted to her usual "heroic sister" demeanor, hands on her hips, and said, "Brother! What are you saying?"
At this moment, Fu Feng chuckled softly, "No one knows a sister better than her brother." Before he could finish speaking, he received
a hard slap on the head from Xiao Hui, who was sitting next to him: "You still dare to talk."
Fu Feng laughed, "More dictatorial than Qin Shi Huang, huh?"
Everyone at the table burst into laughter.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the door to the room suddenly opened, and the beautiful woman from the other room walked in and said to Liu Yong,
"Aren't you finished drinking yet? Sister-in-law Biao is a little dizzy."
"You've finished eating? Is Sister-in-law Biao alright?" After receiving an affirmative answer, Liu Yong said again, "Then you guys
go upstairs to your rooms first, Xiao Hui, you go back with your sister-in-law and the others."
"Aren't you going back?" Xiao Hui asked.
"You introduced these friends to your brother, shouldn't he treat them well?"
"Then I'll go too," Xiaohui said, a little unhappy. After seeing her brother's glaring eyes, she reluctantly
followed the beautiful woman who came in. As she left, she glared at me, Fu Zhao, and the other two, saying, "Be careful, don't
go astray."
After they left, Liu Yong said again, "Come on, guys, let's go steam some."
We declined several times, but couldn't resist Liu Yong's hospitality, so we went along with it.
At this moment, Biaozi said, "I have to go back and check on things, I won't go."
"Biaozi, don't spoil the fun," Chang Ge said.
Liu Yong glanced at Chang Ge and said, "Alright, don't try to persuade him. Don't you know his temper? Unlike
you, bringing two women, haha, they can't control your heart."
Chang Ge said, "How can a real man be tied down by a woman? Right?"
"That's called loyalty and righteousness. Ha!"
Biaozi ignored what they said, said goodbye to the three of us, and went upstairs.
**********
The "Kang Le" restaurant was on the fifth floor, and on the other side of the same floor was a coffee shop. Looking inside from the door, there were many
foreigners sitting there, chattering in their own languages, turning what should have been a quiet and charming coffee shop into
a bustling market. Along one side of the wall, a number of beautiful women sat on sofas, all dressed in flamboyant attire
. Among them, several blonde, blue-eyed foreign beauties, with their outstanding figures and daring outfits, were particularly eye-catching.
Zhao Bin said that most of the foreigners were foreign sailors who had just come from the port, looking for fun, while
the girls were there to do business. Many of them were top students from the university, and the foreign
women were all Russian. It's said that Russian girls are all curvaceous and beautiful before marriage
, but after marriage, they all become flat-chested like gasoline barrels. But
looking at these foreign women now, it's really hard to imagine what they would look like as gasoline barrels.
Liu Yong strode ahead, with Chang Ge walking beside him, muttering something under his breath. After a while, Chang Ge
fell behind, smiling, and said to Zhao Bin, "I wonder if your bathhouse has anything 'fun'?"
He emphasized the word "fun."
Zhao Bin chuckled, "Of course."
"Is it expensive?"
"It's alright."
Everyone then received their numbers and changed into slippers. Liu Yong was the last to change, tossing a hundred-yuan bill to a waiter
and saying, "Find a few good ones, one massage for each person. This is a tip." He then put his arm around me and Fu Feng and
led us inside.
Emerging from the steamy bathroom, everyone wore paper underwear and bathrobes, returning to the shared
lobby. The waiter, having just received his tip, enthusiastically led everyone towards the massage rooms. Fu
Feng and I declined again, but Liu Yong said this kind of massage was perfectly normal, and we shouldn't get the wrong idea, so we didn't argue
and went in together. The massage room was a large room with several small cubicles.
After each person chose a cubicle, they went in through the doors.
Each cubicle contained only a chair and a bed, with two gleaming horizontal bars hanging from the ceiling. My heart was pounding.
I'd always heard people say that places like this were really lewd, and from what Chang Ge and Zhao Bin had just said, it sounded like they were asking about
lewd things. If that was the case, this would be my first time "calling a prostitute." How could I not be flustered
? I couldn't help but think of that "qin" again. So, it wouldn't count as my first time, but then I thought, that didn't seem right. If I didn't pay,
it couldn't count, right? At most, it would be a friendly fling. Then I remembered what Liu Yong said about it being perfectly normal, and I felt like there was something wrong with my thinking
.
Just as I was lost in thought, a scantily clad young woman opened the door and walked in. She was only wearing a
yellow tank top, and her miniskirt truly lived up to the word "miniskirt"—it was almost short enough to reveal her underwear
.
The young lady pointed to the large bed and said to me, "Get on the bed."
Hearing the words "get on the bed," my lower body involuntarily swelled and hardened. I was genuinely worried about those thin paper panties
; what if I accidentally poked a hole in them? That would be incredibly embarrassing. To cover myself, I quickly lay face down
on the bed, burying my head deep in a soft pillow. My penis was pressing against my lower abdomen,
extremely uncomfortable, so I secretly stuck my butt out, smoothing it out and placing it between my legs.
The young lady chuckled, and my face flushed red. I thought to myself: She still saw
it. Luckily, my face was buried in the pillow so she couldn't see, otherwise, I would have been terribly embarrassed.
The young woman said softly, "Is this your first time giving a massage, boss? Turn around, we'll start with the front."
The words "first time" made me even more embarrassed, especially with the addition of "boss
," like a virgin being mocked for his first time. I was angry and
gave a harsh "Mmm," then slowly turned around, secretly covering my
lower body with the towel on the bed. This only made things worse; my penis was now prominently erect.
The young woman chuckled again and said, "Why is your face so red, boss?"
I replied irritably, "It's too stuffy in here."
"I thought you were going to say you're 'full of energy,'" the young woman said, laughing even more heartily
.
I felt like my face was on fire. Turning my head, I saw a gap between the girl's legs, a dark
shadow extending into her short skirt. Needless to say, the burning sensation down there was no less intense than the burning sensation up there.
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Please look forward to Chapter Twelve, "Spring Warmth in the Soft Pavilion"

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