My senior sister, who is now a mature woman

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"Brother Cuo—"

I spotted this little girl immediately in the crowd. She was holding the biggest sign, with the words "Chen Cuo" boldly written in thick ink on a large white sheet of paper—even a blind person could probably see it.

Xiao Xin held it high above her head, swaying her body as if afraid I wouldn't see it. A beautiful girl, swaying gracefully, holding a terrifying sign, coupled with the unusual nature of my name, I was undoubtedly the most famous person in the airport terminal at that moment.

"Brother Cuo—" Xiao Xin shouted as if she'd discovered a new continent when she saw me. Finally, everyone in the terminal had a chance to connect the name on the sign with a handsome young man.

I shook my head helplessly, gave a wry smile, and quickly went over to take the sign off her head. Looking around, I said, "You don't have to go to such lengths. You don't need to do this to make me famous. It's not like you don't know me. Even if you're here to pick me up, you don't need to make such a huge sign to scare me."

Xiao Xin made a face and laughed, "Don't think this sign is for you. Dream on. It's for our department to use when picking people up at the airport. I'm just making use of what I have. Look, there are other people's names on it too."

Xiao Xin held the sign up to me. Sure enough, there were several names written in bright red ink, but the color contrast wasn't obvious, and the characters were small, far less striking than the large, ink-stained characters "Chen Cuo."

"Next time, you should just write 'Chen Cuo' in big characters with a brush first, and then add a big 'x' in vermilion ink. That would be more effective," Xiao Xin said, pursing her lips and secretly smiling.

"Oh, by the way, why did you come to pick me up?" Seeing Xiaoxin's beaming face, seemingly unmoved by my threats and inducements, I couldn't get angry and changed the subject.

"You flatter me," Xiaoxin wrinkled her cute nose, "Who came to pick you up? I just happened to be at the airport today picking up two of our department's partners. I happened to hear from your department that you were coming back today, so I came to give you a hard time."

I chuckled, "And who took your bribe and dared to leak my whereabouts?" Everyone in our department knows I have such a junior sister—even without me, they definitely know Xiaoxin's name. Such a famous beauty, even aliens know about her, let alone these idiot Earthlings. When a beautiful woman asks them about something, they're all flattered and ready to betray each other, naturally going to great lengths to fawn over her.

"That fat guy in your office, the one with glasses, the one who's as fat as that NBA basketball player O'Neal, the one who's practically as fat as him." Xiaoxin looked aggrieved, as if someone had forced her to hear this. As for that O'Neal, she couldn't remember his name, so she just called him Fatty.

This guy was quite funny; usually, when we called him Fatty, he'd glare at us, but every time Xiaoxin came to our office and yelled "Fatty," he'd respond without hesitation. There was no way around it; everyone has their match.

"Yesterday I called your office, pretending to ask where you were, and that fat guy started telling me a whole bunch of things. From when you'd be back, to how Chinese football had no chance of qualifying, to the US presidential election, to the complexity and protracted nature of the Iraq War, and even more outrageous, he said he could dunk with tremendous force on the court—dunk? Hehe." Xiaoxin seemed to be remembering Fatty's appearance again, and she laughed so hard she bent over.

The male audience members in the hall kept staring at us, and Xiaoxin's central position also raised the level of attention I received. Unable to bear those intense gazes any longer, I quickly interrupted her, saying, "Okay, okay, I got your show of force. Where are your people?"

"People? What people?" Xiaoxin looked completely confused. "People from your department?" Seeing Xiaoxin feigning ignorance, I was both amused and annoyed, but I couldn't muster any anger.

"They—went back." "Really? Why didn't they wait for me?"

Xiaoxin looked completely innocent: "Mission accomplished, why aren't they leaving? They weren't here to pick you up."

I sighed, "Sigh, the world is going to the dogs, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be. Back when I was in your department, these people were probably still out gallivanting around somewhere."

Xiaoxin giggled, her schadenfreude obvious: "They're avoiding you like the plague, why would they wait for you?" "Who? Do I have that much charm?" I laughed.

"Who else could it be? The one who's most afraid of you, hehe—" Xiaoxin finished speaking and laughed herself. I laughed too. The guy most afraid of me was that pig-headed king; he'd run far away from me if he saw me.

"What, is he still bothering you?" I chuckled mischievously, seemingly able to see the pig-headed king's bitter face again, a mixture of amusement and resentment on his face.

Xiao Xin helped me pull my suitcase out, and after we got into a taxi, she turned back and smiled, saying, "Should I give him a chance? I heard he's about to get promoted, and I'd like to ride along with him."

I chuckled, "If you're willing, anything is possible—looks like this pig-headed guy's about to have some luck with women, but he'd better be prepared, hehe—"

"Prepared for what?" Xiao Xin asked curiously. "What preparation? Preparation to be beaten up by all the guys in the company, hehe—" "Ugh—" With Xiao Xin's loud shout, the taxi drove towards the city center.

I dozed off, and when I woke up, I heard Xiaoxin directing the taxi driver: "This place is crowded too, driver, let's keep going, there's another one ahead."

"Miss, we've already passed so many places, at this time of day, they're probably all full." "Let's keep going and see." Xiaoxin was being a little stubborn, and the taxi driver, probably at a loss with this girl, had no choice but to step on the gas and drive off.

I looked out the window and exclaimed, "Wait, wait, we've already passed where I live, where are we going?"

The driver laughed and said, "This lady has already let me pass two pizza places, three McDonald's, and two KFCs, all full, the lines stretched out onto the street."

I widened my eyes and asked Xiaoxin, "What are you planning to do? We're taking a taxi around town, even if we have money, we can't just spend it like this." "Who's going to go around town with you? You're lucky, I was going to ask you to treat me to pizza, but we couldn't find a place, so let's just pick somewhere." Xiaoxin said, her eyes fixed on the window.

"No way—" I drawled, "How could I be so unlucky? I haven't even had a sip of water since I got back from my business trip, and I haven't even put down my luggage yet, and I'm already being assigned this task again."

"Hehe—" Xiaoxin laughed smugly, "This is your punishment for offending me." "Sigh," I sighed, "You can't blame the government for your bad luck, and you can't blame girls for your misfortune—"

The driver laughed and said, "You young people all like these Western days—" "What day is it today?"

I really couldn't remember. I usually lose track of time when I'm on business trips. Oh well, it's an occupational hazard.

"Okay, okay, stop, stop, this is it." Before the driver could answer, Xiaoxin called for a stop. I glanced outside and saw the image of that seemingly kind old man who was always calculating my money.

After paying and getting out of the car, a bone-chilling wind in the dim light made me shiver involuntarily. I quickly turned up my collar. What kind of weather is this? It's colder than the north.

Look at Xiaoxin beside me. She's wearing a short red coat, light blue jeans, and white knee-high boots. Her beautiful figure is like a rose blooming in the cold wind, delicate and alluring. Her rosy cheeks are flushed, perhaps from excitement, her long eyelashes fluttering, full of smiles. A slight upturn of her youthful lips—I wonder what happy thing could have brought her such a good mood. Although we're in the biting wind, enduring the chill of winter, Xiaoxin's youthful energy makes me feel the breath of spring.

"I'm a big big girl, in the big big world..." The voice seems to come from across the street, growing clearer and clearer—it's the kind of female voice I like, a warm feeling.

Xiaoxin lowers her eyes, smiling, and hums softly. It seems like we've arranged it beforehand; somehow, this song seems to be playing everywhere. Xiaoxin is completely absorbed, a little shy, her steps quickening and slowing with the rhythm of the music, her body swaying gently, completely forgetting that she's pulling a suitcase with me.

I smiled softly; the music carried on the cold wind seemed to warm me somewhat, and Xiaoxin's inexplicable happiness was infectious.

Looking at the couples walking hand-in-hand on the street, each seemingly wearing a red hat, my somewhat sluggish mind suddenly snapped to attention: today is December 24th.

I never celebrate these Western holidays, but if you have a girlfriend who majors in foreign languages, is it possible you wouldn't celebrate Christmas Eve? Before I met Aqi, whenever Fang Ning dragged Tan Huo to celebrate Christmas Eve, I couldn't understand why Chinese people celebrated Western holidays more enthusiastically than their own.

Later, I met Aqi and spent Christmas Eve with her. For me, my Christmas Eve was only wonderful because of Aqi, but what about her Christmas Eve? I seemed to have never figured it out. A feeling of nostalgia welled up inside me. Who was making her Christmas Eve wonderful?

"Brother Cuo, look—" Xiaoxin's cry startled me. I glanced over and couldn't help but gasp. Goodness, KFC was packed with people, the queue stretching all the way to the pedestrian overpass.

Seeing Xiaoxin's somewhat frightened and pitiful expression, I shook my head. This girl probably rarely spent Christmas Eve with anyone; she had no idea what it was like on the night of December 24th. That night, all the fast food restaurants would be so crowded that only ants could squeeze in.

Looking at Xiaoxin's pouting lips, I don't know where the idea came from, but I suddenly lifted my suitcase, took a deep breath, grabbed Xiaoxin's hand, and pulled her into the crowd. "

Ah!" Xiaoxin exclaimed, clearly stunned by the sea of heads. I, however, was somewhat used to it, and gently patted her shoulder as a form of comfort.

While Xiaoxin was still in a daze, I dragged my suitcase towards a seat that seemed less crowded. It was a two-person table; one seat was empty, and the other two seats were occupied by a girl in her early twenties, who looked very quiet.

"There's hope." I chuckled inwardly, like a lone wolf in the desert suddenly smelling meat. Worried someone might be as clever as me, I quickly took a few steps, plopped down on the empty stool, let out a long sigh, and then began my most skillful move—gently staring at the girl opposite me, smiling.

The girl seemed even shyer than I had imagined; seeing me staring at her, she blushed slightly, her brows furrowing, clearly unaccustomed to someone as brazen as me.

"Sir," she finally couldn't help but speak, "There's already someone here—"

"Shh—," I gently interrupted her, "Miss, do you believe in love at first sight?" The girl blushed again, but still politely replied, "Sir—"

I shook my head, interrupting her again, "I know you definitely don't believe it, and to be honest, I didn't believe it before either."

I stared at her with a wry smile; her face turned even redder, her gaze wandering around, as if searching for someone.

I shook my head and said, "No need to look. Even if your boyfriend comes back, I'll still tell you—what's your name?" "My name is Li—" The girl suddenly stopped, seemingly realizing her lapse in composure, and quickly lowered her head.

"Perhaps it's fate that I met someone I've been searching for at the right time and in the right place today." The girl became even more restless, as if she was about to get up. I pressed on, "Do you know who this person is?"

The girl finally stood up and tightly grabbed a bespectacled boy who had just squeezed in with a plate: "Let's go." "Go?" The boy looked at the plate full of fries and hamburgers, his face full of confusion...

Xiao Xin sat down opposite me with a skeptical expression, her face showing astonishment as if she had seen a caveman: "How did you find a seat?"

"Nothing, just showing off a little." I naturally wore a weathered look, pretending to be innocent even after getting the benefit, something Tan Huo had taught me.

"Oh, is it that hard?" Xiao Xin giggled, naturally not quite believing me. Although she was extremely curious about the methods I used, she wouldn't be fooled by my "weathered" appearance.

"Sigh, girls are so easy to fool." "After listening to my vivid description, Xiaoxin sighed.

'Girls are easy to fool?' I widened my eyes: 'How come I didn't know? How come no one has fallen for my tricks?'

'You've fooled quite a few girls, haven't you?' Xiaoxin glared at me, looking very serious. 'Hehe, so have I fooled you or not?' As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it. I shouldn't have brought up this topic with Xiaoxin; men become reckless when they're feeling triumphant.

'Fool you my foot!' Xiaoxin's fist landed on my arm; it wasn't a joke, Xiaoxin was clearly genuinely angry. 'Don't be angry, I was just joking. Besides, today is Good Friday, we should at least have a good meal.'

'Get lost, what kind of robber logic is that?' Xiaoxin laughed again, stared at me for a while, and suddenly said in a voice I could barely hear: 'If you're so capable, then fool me.'

I was stunned for a moment, then Xiaoxin took a big gulp of the cola on the table, then jumped up and said: 'I'm going to buy something.'"

Watching her lithe figure weave through the crowd, I gave a wry smile and gently tossed the Coke on the table into the trash can. Amen, I hope Xiaoxin never finds out she just drank someone else's leftover Coke. "

Hey—" I looked up and saw Xiaoxin standing in front of me, her eyebrows raised, saying, "Watch my seat, don't let her do the same thing again." She was clearly still bothered by my earlier "shameless" behavior, completely forgetting that without my "shamelessness," she wouldn't have her current happiness.

"Didn't you go shopping? Why are you back?" I asked with a smile as she sat down. "I came back to ask what you wanted to drink." "Beer, please." I replied without thinking.

"Tch—," Xiaoxin gave me a face, "Even a blind person would see there's no beer here."

"Then please, this beautiful blind lady, make me a hot coffee." "I chuckled.

Seeing Xiaoxin standing in the long queue, constantly glancing in my direction, I waved to her. Xiaoxin pouted, seemingly deeply displeased with my cruel approach.

I shook my head helplessly. If a woman is spoiled by a man, the man can forget about having a peaceful life. I turned away, no longer looking at Xiaoxin, and gradually calmed down."

I hadn't seen such a lively scene in a long time. Although the hall was bustling with unfamiliar faces, I didn't feel like one of them. I gave a bitter laugh. People always have such a high opinion of themselves. Actually, I'm just like most of the people here—despicable when necessary, even more so, and occasionally, in moments of nobility, I try to feel like a savior. Humans are so damn despicable.

I cursed viciously, just as I pulled a cigarette from my pocket, I remembered that smoking wasn't allowed here. A young couple at the next table, who looked like students in their early twenties, saw the cigarette in my hand and immediately showed disdain, as if they deeply understood the definition of class.

Damn it, I cursed inwardly. Wasting their parents' hard-earned money here—I despise you from the bottom of my heart, utterly and completely.

A sudden surge of inexplicable anger welled up, and the young couple's eyes widened—perhaps they'd never seen anyone smoke like that before—I put the cigarette in my mouth and chewed it fiercely. I couldn't taste the tobacco, but the two kids' mouths remained agape for a long time, looking like they'd seen a ghost.

I laughed, loosened my tie slightly, and exhaled a long breath, feeling as if the air itself was filled with the smell of tobacco. I fantasized about teaching these two kids a lesson, suppressing their arrogance with my own. Although it was a somewhat unfair victory, I felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Xiao Xin squeezed in with a plate, naturally filled with fries and a hamburger. "Hey, why didn't you take mine?" Xiao Xin glared at me. But thank goodness, by the time she said that, the plate was already in my hands.

In my experience, I certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to argue with her about whether I needed to take it. "Sigh," I sighed softly, tore open a packet of ketchup, and handed it to Xiao Xin.

"Oh, why are you sighing again?" Xiaoxin picked up a French fry, dipped it lightly in ketchup, and deftly put it in her mouth.

"Nothing, just lamenting the passing of time. Sigh, I'm getting old—" Secretly pleased with her successful change of topic, she grabbed a handful of fries and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Wow, you're only twenty-seven, how come you look old?" Xiaoxin pouted, with half of the fries still sticking out. "Pfft!" I almost scalded myself with the hot coffee. "Please, either say I'm twenty-seven or twenty-eight, why did you have to say 'a little over twenty-seven'?"

"Yeah, you're a little over twenty-seven." Xiaoxin counted on her fingers. "Your twenty-seventh birthday was on September 25th, but you're not yet twenty-eight, so of course you're a little over twenty-seven!"

"Wow, you're a natural spy! You even found out my birthday information." I don't have the habit of celebrating my birthday. When I was with Aqi, she would always remind me when my birthday was. In the nearly three years I was with Aqi, she reminded me of my birthday twice. It seems like after that, I had no memory of birthdays anymore.

"Hehe," Xiaoxin suddenly laughed when she saw me grab a handful of fries and stuff them into my mouth. I took a few big bites and said, "What's so funny? Haven't you ever seen someone eat before?"

Xiaoxin laughed even harder. Seeing me about to stuff more fries into her mouth, she finally stopped laughing and said, "The way you eat fries reminds me of a wonderful adjective."

"Handsome and dashing? You can keep that adjective to yourself, no need to say it out loud." Seeing how shameless I was, Xiaoxin wrinkled her nose and said, "Dream on. What you're doing is called a cow—nibbling—a peony—"

"A cow nibbling a peony?" I was stunned. Xiaoxin was already doubled over with laughter. I laughed too, and before I knew it, another handful of fries was in my mouth.

After laughing for a while, Xiaoxin suddenly sighed. I said, "What's wrong today? I'm not sighing anymore, but you're feeling sentimental again."

Xiaoxin seemed a little sad as she said, "If only we could be carefree like this all the time."

I shook my head: "You don't understand why people live in this world—people live in this world to suffer."

Xiaoxin stared at the coffee in front of her and slowly said, "Brother Cuo, the company has decided to lay off 30% of its staff." I laughed: "Don't worry, you're so smart and capable, and you're beautiful too, they won't lay you off."

Xiaoxin shook her head: "I'm still a little worried. This time it's a big cut. I heard that many middle and lower-level managers are being laid off, let alone those of us at the very bottom." Xiaoxin is completely different when she's silent and when she's lively; it's hard to say which one is more likable, perhaps because both are likable.

"Actually, worrying is useless. This isn't something you or I can decide. Working in our line of work is like traveling. When you arrive at each place, you only remember the beautiful scenery, not how tired you were,"

I said quietly.

Xiao Xin said, bewildered, "But every time we go on a trip, we start from the same place—" Xiao Xin fell silent. Without knowing the starting point or the destination, we were just travelers.

After a long silence, seeing that Xiao Xin was becoming increasingly sad, I quickly said, "Alright, let's not discuss such heavy topics anymore. Let's talk about something cheerful—what are the arrangements for Teacher Mei's birthday?"

"Oh, you didn't mention it, I almost forgot." Xiao Xin smiled brightly, "Teacher Mei said you have to go this time; he wants to give you a good lesson." I said with a worried look, "When have I ever not received a good lesson from him?"

Xiao Xin giggled, "That's none of my business. But there's one person you definitely want to see."

"Really? Who has such charm?" I said with a smile, but a certain person's image surfaced in my mind.

Xiao Xin giggled without speaking, but her eyes intentionally or unintentionally fell on my face, as if trying to find something from me.

My intuition told me that this little girl's head was definitely not filled with good things; it was very likely a secret file that I was desperately trying to destroy. Seeing her smug expression, I couldn't help but grit my teeth in anger. Slowly, my smile faded, and I looked at her like a stranger, cold and indifferent. At first, she pretended to be calm, but gradually she seemed to realize I wasn't joking and became flustered. To be honest, I was indeed a little angry, because her appearance reminded me of many unbearable past events that I didn't want to recall.

"Brother Cuo..." Xiao Xin said in a tearful voice, "What happened to me? Senior Sister Mei is back, she specifically asked to see you, please don't be like this..." Her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face. Sigh, women always use tears as a weapon at the most crucial moments, leaving you powerless even with the strongest temper. I forced a smile, "You think you're so capable? You say you're fearless? We'll see..." Before I could finish speaking, Xiao Xin burst into tears. Oh no! I was completely at a loss. Imagine, in such a public place, a girl bursting into heart-wrenching sobs—everyone would assume it was another modern-day version of the guillotine.

Embarrassed by the sympathetic glances around me, I whispered, "Sweetie, I was just kidding. It's my fault. Don't cry, okay? I'll read you Roman Holiday, okay?" Xiaoxin said my voice was magnetic, and she often brought me long passages of Peck's lines from Roman Holiday to read to her. I was always annoyed and rarely obliged, but in this desperate situation, I reluctantly made this humiliating promise.

"See if you dare bully me again!" Xiaoxin stopped crying. "Do you really care that much about the past? You've never treated me like this before." Looking at her resentful expression, I felt a pang of sadness. Could I really forget the past? At least not with Aqi. But now, two more people are in my mind: Yujia and Haolu. Perhaps memories are always so heavy that they make it hard to breathe.

"Eat something quickly, I need to go home and sleep after I finish. You dragged me here as soon as I got off the plane, do you know how many all-nighters I've stayed up?" I changed the subject, not wanting to dwell on this issue.

"You just said you'd read me Roman Holiday, and you've already forgotten? Are you forgetful or suffering from dementia?" I was already used to her harsh words, but I didn't expect her to actually take it seriously. It seems my communication skills need to improve significantly.

"Alright, alright, a man's word is his bond. I wouldn't break my promise to a little woman like you." Xiao Xin never objected to me calling her "little woman." Women always want to be seen as weak, even though sometimes their abilities are so strong that many men are ashamed.

"Okay, after dinner, come to my house and read to me." Damn, a modern-day indentured servant! I'm about to be exploited so soon. I was about to retort when I saw Xiao Xin's fierce expression, and I immediately gave in. “Fine, I’ll study,” I muttered under my breath, “I’ll just consider it a free act as a kindergarten uncle.”

“What did you say?” Xiao Xin didn’t understand what I said, but judging from my expression, it wasn’t anything nice. “I said I’m willing to serve you, Miss, so eat up.” I threw another handful of fries into my mouth.

“I’m not eating anymore, I’m packing it up to take home.” Before I could react, Xiao Xin had already run to the counter to get the packing tools.

“What are you looking at? We don’t have any food at home. If you don’t pack more, what will we eat tomorrow?” Looking at my surprised expression, Xiao Xin, holding two family buckets, pouted and said.

“You don’t have to be so dramatic, do you girls aren’t afraid of getting fat? Aren’t you afraid of becoming a fat woman by eating so much fried food?” “I’m happy to, it’s none of your business. You can just not eat it, no one’s forcing you.” The world has really changed now. It’s like it’s a given that girls can’t cook. Helpless, I had no choice but to drag my suitcase and walk towards the door through the endless stream of people.

Stepping outside, I realized it was already 12:30 AM. Going to a pretty single girl's house in the dead of night was illogical and inappropriate.

"What's wrong? Still thinking about your lover up north?" Xiaoxin asked jealously, noticing my thoughtful expression. Hearing

this, I felt a jolt; Yujia's resentful gaze flashed through my mind. What had I done wrong? Had I really treated our relationship as a game? It truly was a game, a dream, but now that I was awake, I could still find comfort in another woman's arms, while what had Yujia gained? She was perhaps the biggest victim in this game. I was a complete bastard!

"You hit the nail on the head!" Xiaoxin's jealousy intensified as she looked at my dazed expression.

"Nothing, I should go home." I turned and walked away aimlessly.

I'd only taken a few steps when someone blocked my path. Without looking, I knew it was Xiaoxin.

"I should go home," I murmured, but where was my home? I hated my hypocritical face. I was the kind of person who stabbed others in the heart and then expected them to be grateful.

"Brother Cuo, what's wrong? Did I offend you somehow? If you're unhappy, just tell me, okay?" Seeing my dazed expression, Xiao Xin's eyes welled up with tears for the second time.

Forget it, I composed myself, not wanting to infect the innocent Xiao Xin with my bad mood. "I'm fine, Miss. Do you know how tired I am right now? If you don't want to be in the newspapers tomorrow, you'd better let me go home."

"In the newspapers? What do you mean?" Xiao Xin didn't understand for a moment. Looking at Xiao Xin, her face streaked with tears, I felt a pang of confusion. What a beautiful girl! At this moment, she could be described as breathtakingly beautiful. Her pretty face, coupled with her melancholy expression, was enough to make any man fall for her.

"Chen Cuo, a Chinese male, died in the early morning of December 25, 2002, due to exhaustion from overwork. The forensic examination determined it to be a natural death, and the body was handed over to his relatives for disposal. And so on. You understand what I mean."

"You're so mean, you naughty Chen Cuo! If only it were really like that, I wouldn't have to come and annoy me every day." Only then did Xiao Xin realize I was joking. "

I really have to go home. As for studying, I'll definitely keep my promise later, but I really can't right now. Besides, I haven't been home for so long, I should at least go back and tidy up my room."

"It doesn't matter whether you tidy up your pigsty or not." Xiao Xin was the only female colleague in the company who had ever been to my house; it seemed like none of the men had.

"You dare leak Chen family secrets? See how I deal with you!" I said, feigning anger.

"Hehe," hearing me say that, Xiao Xin couldn't help but laugh through her tears, "How will you deal with me?"

Looking at her "What can you do to me?" attitude, I was at a loss. Sigh! We can't outsmart this little devil.

"Let me come to your place and tidy up your room." The last word was so soft she could barely hear it herself. I felt a headache coming on; it seemed she was really clinging to me tonight. But no normal man could resist such advances, and I was no exception.

I waved to the street, and a red Santana pulled up beside me. Xiao Xin stared blankly as I loaded the luggage into the car and sat in the passenger seat. "Get in, little miss, do you want me to kidnap you?" Xiao Xin's face flushed red, reminding me of the sunset and… Yu Jia's small red bra. I couldn't help but curse myself for being so lewd. I sensed Xiao Xin's nervousness; her trembling hands almost couldn't open the car door. In the end, I opened it for her from the inside. Xiao Xin didn't say a word the whole way, her face flushed, as quiet as a beautiful swan.

"Screech…" The sound of brakes was particularly jarring in the night air. "Should I have the driver take you home?" I said, seeing Xiao Xin's reluctance to get out.

"No!" Xiaoxin shook her head vigorously, as if she had just woken from a dream, then silently opened the car door and got out.

There was still some distance from the gate of the complex to my apartment, and we walked in silence. I enjoyed the quiet and was reluctant to break it. I deliberately walked slowly, wanting to give Xiaoxin some time, a chance to find an excuse to leave. But I realized I was wrong. Xiaoxin's close following of my steps told me she had no intention of leaving.

"Clink!" The sound of keys finally broke the ambiguous silence. Looking at Xiaoxin, who seemed to be in a dream, I said, "We're here. Do you want to come in?" "Of course! Do you expect me to sleep outside…?" My heart pounded again. Xiaoxin's expression just now was like a gentle wife coaxing her most beloved husband.

I changed into slippers, walked through the entryway, and came into the living room. Actually, I pay a lot of attention to the finer things in life. I often hire a cleaning service to clean my apartment, and even though I was away for more than ten days, it was still very tidy and spotless.

"Welcome to my pigsty, Miss," I said, what I thought was a very humorous remark, but I realized the timing was completely off. Xiao Xin wasn't in the mood for jokes at all. Normally, if I said one thing, she'd have a hundred to say in return, making me afraid to mess with her. But now she was more like a shy young girl in love, blushing and looking at me with an innocent, submissive air.

Gradually, I felt thirsty, a completely conditioned reflex, like Pavlov's dog—a man's mouth would go dry at the sight of a beautiful woman.

"I'll go get a Coke!" Finally finding an excuse to escape this awkward situation, I headed to the kitchen.

“Brother Cuo…” “What is it?” I casually rummaged through the refrigerator, and when I turned around with two cans of Coke, Xiaoxin was already standing in the kitchen doorway.

“Brother Cuo, can I ask you something?” I felt very uncomfortable with Xiaoxin’s unusual gentleness. “What is it? Tell me.” I handed her a Coke.

“You, did you meet someone in the North this time? Why did you react so strongly when I joked about it with you…”

“No way, did I react strongly? You’re overthinking it. You never care about me. You just got back and you’re already being suspicious of me. What do you want?” I answered bluntly, afraid she would keep harping on this.

“Brother Cuo, I know you’re suffering. You’ve never forgotten Sister Qi all these years, but you can’t pay the price for that relationship for your whole life. I think…” “You’re overthinking it. Some problems are none of your business.” I was getting impatient, and my tone became harsher.

“Cuo-ge, I know, some things are my fault. I shouldn’t keep bringing up things that hurt you…”

“If you shouldn’t bring it up, then don’t bring it up…” The beautiful atmosphere was completely shattered by me. Xiaoxin’s eyes were already filled with tears, but she held them back.

“Chen Cuo, you’re right. I have no right to interfere in your affairs. I’m sorry, I was being nosy…” After saying that, Xiaoxin turned around abruptly and staggered towards the door.

Xiaoxin walked so slowly that I had a good chance to pull her back. Looking at her back, I couldn’t help but think of the morning I parted with Yujia. It was the same scene. If I had just called out softly, or been braver and kept her here, what would my life be like now?

I don’t know if I could adapt to that kind of family life where the man works the fields and the woman does the weaving, but I know that at this moment, my heart is filled only with Yujia. Even if loving her is a mistake, I hope to continue making that mistake and don’t want anyone to presumptuously try to correct it for me.

A heavy thud outside the door pulled me back from my reverie. I realized Xiaoxin was no longer in the room. A sudden, inexplicable tightness gripped me, a sense of foreboding washing over me. I rushed to the stairwell; it was pitch black. I didn't care about that now. I growled for Xiaoxin and charged towards the stairs. Suddenly

, I tripped over something and fell forward. A dizzying sensation followed, and a vague thought surfaced in my mind—I'd fallen down the stairs.

I don't know how much time passed before my senses returned. I struggled to my feet, a sharp pain shooting through my left arm, jolting my previously hazy will. I remembered—I went out to chase Xiaoxin, but it was dark outside, and I tripped. That's right! Before I fell, I think I tripped over something... what was it? I endured the pain and slowly climbed the dark stairs, feeling my way like a blind person to avoid bumping into something. Suddenly, my hand touched something soft. Although I was prepared, I was still startled and pulled my hands back, my heart pounding. After a few seconds, I mustered my courage and slowly reached forward again.

From the smoothness of my touch, I could almost make out a woman's face. "It's Xiaoxin," I thought to myself. Had what I said earlier hurt her too much? Had she fainted here? Lost in thought, I tried to pick up the woman on the ground, but my left arm was too heavy to lift. Helpless, I could only use my right hand to drag her towards the room. Finally, we reached the door. With my last bit of strength, I pulled both of them into the room.

Lying on the floor, I gasped for breath. Exhaustion combined with the pain in my left arm made my mind start to blur again.

"Get up! Xiaoxin is still unconscious!" a voice shouted from deep within me. I struggled to my feet and crawled to Xiaoxin's side.

"Ah!" Only then did I realize that the person lying next to me wasn't Xiaoxin. A familiar yet unfamiliar face came into view. It was Senior Sister Mei. What was she doing here?

Three years ago, Senior Sister Mei married and moved to England, but I knew she didn't love that man. She went to England to escape our ill-fated relationship.

Because of Professor Mei, I had known this talented woman, renowned for her beauty and knowledge, for a long time. At that time, I had just broken up with Aqi, and my love life was a complete mess. I was basically half-asleep in class, and later I simply stopped attending unimportant classes. One day, after Tan Huo and the others came back from class, he told me, "Old Cuo, you're in big trouble this time. Senior Sister Mei said that this is the fourth time you've skipped her class this semester. She wants you to go to her office this afternoon. You dare to offend even Teacher Mei's daughter. It looks like you're really going to get your head chopped off this time."

I stuck my head out from under the covers, gave a half-dead groan, and ignored him. I was secretly considering whether to go or not when suddenly I felt a lightness on my body. It turned out that Tan Huo had flipped my cup over and said to me fiercely, "Don't say I didn't warn you. The old lady is not someone to be trifled with. If she gets angry, not even a god can save you." "

Old lady" was the nickname we gave Teacher Mei behind her back, but this lovable and respectable old lady held the school record for the most make-up exams every year. As a student, offending her was truly like a centenarian eating poison.

"Come in!" A gentle female voice came from inside the door. With a death wish and fearless courage, I strode in.

There were no other teachers in the office, only Senior Sister Mei. University teachers don't have fixed office hours, so it was clear she was waiting for me.

"What's wrong with you? You never attend my classes. Do you think I'm not qualified to teach a top student like you?" Senior Sister Mei maintained her ladylike demeanor even when angry, but her words were ruthless.

"I...I..."

"What 'I'? A grown man like you, afraid to admit your mistakes?"

An unnamed anger surged up, and long-suppressed emotions poured out like wild horses. "I'm heartbroken. I'm not in the mood to teach," I replied coldly, my tone devoid of any respect.

"You...you..." Senior Sister Mei was so angry she couldn't speak properly. We stood there facing each other, neither of us willing to back down.

After a while, Senior Sister Mei suddenly turned her head away, wiping her eyes with her hand.

"Do you have a girlfriend? Why didn't I know before?"

"Damn! No way, the guys from the Foreign Languages Department almost challenged me to a duel over this." I thought to myself.

"Can you tell me who it is? Why are you so hung up on this?" A hint of disappointment lingered in her deep voice.

Only then did I realize how rude I'd been. Putting aside our teacher-student relationship, even as a long-time friend, I shouldn't have said that to a girl.

"It's Shen Jiaqi from the Foreign Languages Department. She's going abroad after graduation, but I don't want to go, so we broke up." This time I was smarter; I told her the reason for the breakup before she even asked.

"I understand how you feel, but I hope it won't affect your grades. My father thinks highly of you and Tan Huo; I've never seen him praise anyone like that in all these years."

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Mei, no, Professor Mei, I know it wasn't right. I'll try my best to adjust my mindset."

"In a few days, the department will organize a group of outstanding students to participate in the National Undergraduate Computer Technology Competition. My father has agreed to personally lead a group of students to participate, and the entries will serve as your graduation projects. So, no matter what, you must take this competition seriously, understand?"

"Am I selected?" Seeing my silly expression, Senior Sister Mei couldn't help but laugh, then immediately stopped, seemingly wanting to protect her teacher's dignity.

"The entries are divided into two parts: network applications and database technology. You will be responsible for the network part, and Tan Huo will be responsible for the database part. Your teacher, Senior Sister Mei, is getting old and can't overwork herself. Therefore, I will be responsible for tutoring the network part. Do you understand?"

"When does it start? I'm a little worried about my current state..." I said hesitantly.

"Weren't you quite heroic just now? Why are you so timid now?" Senior Sister Mei said jokingly.

"It's just a competition, what's the big deal!" Losing one's temper in the heat of the moment is perhaps a common problem for young students at all stages of life.

"Chen Cuo, you must take this competition seriously, you know? It not only affects your graduation grade, but the judges also include CEOs from many well-known domestic and international companies. To put it bluntly, they treat this competition like a talent show. If you perform well, your future will be limitless, understand?"

"Okay, don't worry, Teacher Mei, I definitely won't let you down," I said confidently.

"Will you still call me Sister Lin from now on?" Sister Mei's name contains the character "Lin," and I used to call her Sister Lin when Teacher Mei wasn't around. If it weren't for the fact that she's four years older than me, I would definitely pursue her.

"Sister Lin." For some reason, a wonderful feeling of closeness rose within me.

Silence stretched between us. "My little brother has grown up and knows how to have a girlfriend now," Sister Mei seemed to be talking to herself, yet also softly telling me something.

Sister Mei's face inexplicably turned red. "Go back and prepare well. We'll start next week. You can inform Tan Huo about it," Sister Mei said, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Well... I'll be going then, goodbye, Sister Lin." Turning back, I saw a passionate fire gleaming in Sister Mei's eyes. I felt like a deserter, hastily fleeing Sister Mei's office.

For the next week, our two groups split up, working towards a common goal. I really underestimated Tan Huo; as the project leader, he was like a general on the battlefield, commanding with composure, ensuring the project progressed on time and to a high standard. On the other hand, I encountered trouble from the start. Network technology was a weak point at our school; there weren't many experts, and those I could gather were even rarer. Sister Mei's graduate major was network technology, so she was the core figure of our group in this area.

After more than a month of hard work, our efforts finally paid off handsomely. Our work stood out among numerous entries, winning first prize in the competition. Many companies also showed interest in us, including Wo and Tan Huo's company.

At the celebration banquet, we all surrounded Professor Mei, frequently toasting the old man. Of course, his political lectures were indispensable, nothing more than urging us to be loyal to our country and so on.

Just then, a waiter whispered in my ear that a lady outside wanted to see me and asked me to come out for a moment. I was puzzled; did that girl know I was here? But I still excused myself and went out.

In the hotel lobby, Senior Sister Mei, dressed in a simple white dress, appeared before me. Didn't she say she couldn't come tonight? How come…

“Congratulations, Chen Cuo, getting into X Company is something every student in your major dreams of.”

“I also need Sister Lin's help.” I said politely.

“Can you accompany me for a walk?” Senior Sister Mei asked me.

“Well… Professor Mei and the others are still inside. I'll go back and say hello.” Opening up now would definitely make everyone blame me later, and I was quite embarrassed.

“I called your Professor Mei. Don't worry, he'll handle it over there.” It seemed she had come prepared, so what else was there to say? I made what I thought was a very elegant gesture, inviting her to go first.

The streetlights on Nanjing Road were still as mesmerizing and dazzling as they had been when Aqi and I went shopping together. The difference was that I didn't know how to handle my relationship with Senior Sister Mei; this mentor-student/friend dynamic was hard to gauge.

"Do you still miss her?"

"Who?" I knew she was referring to Aqi, but I really didn't know how to answer, so I just pretended to be clueless.

Hearing me say that, Senior Sister Mei gave me a charmingly smug look and wisely didn't ask any further. I returned her understanding smile.

We walked aimlessly along the bustling street. Without realizing it, my hand was behind Bing, gently embracing her. Bing leaned softly on my shoulder, and we were like an intimate couple, listening to each other's innermost thoughts.

Good times always pass quickly, and before we knew it, it was past eleven at night. We walked from Nanjing Road all the way to Bing's apartment in Lujiazui. In front of the apartment, Lin said to me, "Chen Cuo, do you know? The first time I saw you, I was deeply attracted to you..." Lin said softly.

"Back then, I was just a naive college freshman, and you were already a renowned talent at X University. How could I possibly be worthy of you!" I said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"If only you were a few years older, it's such a cruel twist of fate. Why did I have to meet you, and why am I so much older than you..." Lin seemed a little excited.

"Age isn't the issue. The key is that I simply can't believe you'd like me, Lin. To be honest, I've fallen in love with you." An urge to speak out made these words slip out.

"Ah!" Lin opened her cute little mouth wide, staring at me blankly. In the night, she was breathtakingly beautiful. In a daze, I kissed her luscious red lips.

A wonderful sensation spread through us. We kissed happily, bubbles of joy dancing around us, sometimes light, sometimes passionate. Even the stars in the sky shyly hid behind the clouds.

A sharp flash of lightning streaked across the sky, pulling us back from the peak of joy.

“It’s going to rain,” I frowned. “I should go.” I said tentatively.

“The rain is really heavy now, maybe… come to my house, you’ll get wet if you leave now,” Lin said shyly, turning her pretty face away, not daring to look at me.

For a long time, I didn’t say anything. Lin couldn’t help but look up at me, but when her eyes met my burning gaze, she unconsciously looked away again.

“When you invite someone to your home, shouldn’t you lead the way?” I said teasingly, a victorious smile on my lips.

Lin lightly left my embrace. “Want to come to my house? Then follow me closely.” With that, she turned and ran off, leaving behind a burst of angelic laughter.

I followed her, dumbfounded. Now, who was the conqueror seemed so insignificant.

Amidst my passionate kisses, Lin struggled to open the door, and we rushed inside. The door closed, and the little house instantly transformed into a sea of happiness. The floorboards creaked and groaned under my feet, seemingly welcoming the uninvited guest.

"Wait, do you like me?" Women always ask such silly questions at times like this. To be honest, I couldn't forget Aqi, but I couldn't very well say something so jarring at this moment.

"Lin, I've always liked you, but I've never dared to say it because you're too perfect in my eyes, always making me feel ashamed."

"Am I really that good?" Lin murmured to herself, as if in a dream. Suddenly, she bit her lip sharply, "Wrong! I love you, I'll give you everything!" When it comes to love, women are always a hundred times stronger than men.

If you don't know what to do after hearing a woman say that, you're really not a man. I scooped Lin up in my arms. Lin wrapped her arms around my neck, her eyes burning with passion and determination. I sensed that she was a woman who dared to love and hate; once she made a decision, she would do it without hesitation, even if she was wrong, she wouldn't regret it.

The bedroom was spacious, the pink curtains and bedding giving it a restless feel. Beside the window, a small table sat casually, with a few fashion magazines scattered on it. I had no interest in any of that; all my attention was focused on Lin. Now, she was like a budding flower, silently waiting for her moment of happiness.

"Wrong, you're really strong!" Lin lovingly stroked my strong arms. A smile played on my lips; I was filled with the pride of a victor.

"Do you like it? I have even stronger parts." My fiery member gently pressed against Lin's shapely buttocks.

"You're so naughty!" Lin cried out sweetly, her alluring expression giving me immense courage.

"Ah!" Seeing my enormous member, Lin exclaimed in surprise, "Yours...it's so big!"

I began gently removing Lin's clothes, each piece causing her to tremble. As her clothes were removed, Lin's pretty face grew increasingly red, and her breathing became more rapid. When a flawless, slender female body was presented before me, I was stunned. My God! It was simply perfect. A delicate, vibrant red dot adorned her proud breasts; her abdomen was smooth and firm; her beautiful navel was perfectly round, without a single flaw. Her long, slender legs were shyly pressed together, the small patch of dark, downy hair between them neat and smooth.

My hands roamed over Lin's body, a soft, smooth sensation spreading throughout my entire being. Undoubtedly, at this moment, I was the happiest man in the world. Lin's entire body flushed a vibrant, rose-red, her breathing quickening, her phoenix eyes tightly closed, not out of shyness, but because her virginal desire had been aroused.

With a soft cry from Lin, my penis gently parted her petals. Lin trembled slightly beneath me, her hands gripping my arms nervously.

"No, this is my first time, you…you please be gentle?" Lin pleaded softly, like a weak kitten whimpering helplessly.

This was Lin's first time; I truly hadn't imagined that winning her love would be a man's greatest happiness.

"I'll be careful, don't be nervous, don't you want to be my woman?" I replied.

Lin fell silent, perhaps afraid of angering me. Her brows furrowed, a fierce determination rising within her. I knew this wasn't the time to be gentle; every woman has to go through this. Thinking this, I thrust forward forcefully, and as I passed through that symbol of a woman's purity, two streams of hot tears flowed from Lin's eyes. I held her tightly, repeatedly licking away her tears with my tongue.

"Lin, I love you, I'll always be yours." I knew that women loved hearing these sweet words at this moment.

"No, I am yours. No matter what happens in the future, I won't regret it. Take me hard, I'll give myself to you!" I finally couldn't resist the torment of desire any longer, and I pushed my penis deeper into the passage.

Surrounded by waves, moaning, Lin and I quickly reached the peak of passion, where we lost ourselves; only the love etched in our hearts was eternal.

From then on, I began my relationship with Lin. At that time, neither of us told anyone we were in love. Our teacher-student relationship could easily cause a huge uproar, so we agreed to reveal our relationship after I graduated.

Life is full of disappointments, and while I was still immersed in the blissful ocean of my love with Lin, things took a turn

for the worse. I remember it was a month before our graduation; for a whole week, I didn't see Lin. I went to her office, but she wasn't there. I made several excuses about going to Teacher Mei's house, but I still couldn't see her. Finally, one day, I received a letter from Lin. It

read: "I love you, but I have to tell you that I have to leave you. Although I don't want to, I really can't. I'm not a good woman; I betrayed you. A woman like me is neither worthy nor deserving of your love.

Although our time together was so short, those beautiful moments left a deep mark on my heart. Please believe me, you have always been the most perfect lover in my heart. I thought we could be together forever, never to be separated, but now I can't. Although it wasn't my choice, I still betrayed you. Don't be sad because of my departure. A woman like me isn't worth it. Really, forget me. Let's treat our past as a dream that has vanished with the wind."

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