Fallen Rhapsody 1-3

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In a dimly lit alley outside Y City's No. 1 Middle School, a group of students in school uniforms huddled together. Through the dim
light, a thin boy could be vaguely seen slumped among them.

"Little Tianzi, I told you to bring money to Brother Gou today, and you really ignored me!" a roguish
, lean student with a cigarette dangling from his lips teased, slapping the boy's face
.

"B-brothers, I wouldn't lie to you. My mom's strict. If I ask her for even a little money, she'll ask
me what I need it for. I can't lie to her," the boy stammered. "

I don't care. Even if you have to steal it, you'd better steal it. I'm giving you one last chance.
Come to the men's restroom on the second floor of the teaching building after the flag-raising ceremony next Monday and give me the money. Not a penny less, or else…" a
short, fat student with acne-covered skin said, pointing at the boy. This short, fat boy was none other than Huang Gou, the ringleader of Y City's No. 1 Middle School
. Huang Gou, standing at only 1.6 meters tall, was quite short for a group of ninth-grade students. Coupled with
his bulky build, he clearly lacked athleticism. His position as the school's leader was largely due to his father,
Huang Meng.

Huang Meng was a notorious thug in the neighborhood, unattractive in appearance and
several centimeters shorter than Huang Gou. True to his name, he was extremely fond of violence and brawling. In his youth, relying on his family's savings, he indulged in
all sorts of vices: drinking, gambling, whoring, fighting, and robbery. It's said that once he killed someone in a fight, leaving them with a level 2 disability, and
served several years in prison. After his release, his family found him a wife, hoping he would settle down. However,
after his wife gave birth to Huang Gou, she couldn't stand the chaotic life and ran off with someone else. Huang Meng continued his
life of crime and thuggery. So Huang Gou grew up with his grandparents. Due to a lack of supervision and having such a father as a role model,
he could use his father's name as a cover, naturally becoming the little tyrant of the school and recruiting
a group of "followers."

"My mom will find out if I steal money, I dare not, Huang Gou, please have mercy and let me go," Xiao
Tian begged on his knees.

"Looks like you don't know how much potential you have until you're motivated. Beat him up!" Huang Gou ordered
his followers to attack.

Just then, a filthy hand grabbed his ankle. "Brother, please have mercy, give me some food.
" It turned out that the lighting was too dark, and Huang Gou and his followers hadn't noticed
the beggar with a black face and tattered clothes in the alley. "Go to hell, you scared the hell out of me!" Huang Meng instinctively kicked him. "Ouch
! Someone's hitting me! Help!" the beggar yelled. Huang Meng was about to call his henchmen to teach
this damned beggar a lesson when he suddenly remembered his father's warning that the crackdown on organized crime was strict lately and they shouldn't cause trouble. He realized this
couldn't go on; if the adults gathered, it would be all over. So, he waved his hand and said, "Consider yourselves lucky
. Remember what I said, let's go," leading his gang out of the alley.

Seeing Huang Meng and his gang gone, Xiao Tian struggled to his feet, walked over to the beggar, and squatted down, asking with concern,
"Grandpa, thank you for helping me. Are you hurt?"

"Young man, it's nothing, nothing," the beggar, Old Zhang, still frowned and clutched his stomach
, feigning a pitiful state while secretly observing the boy's expression. Actually,
he was prepared for Huang Gou's kick, so it didn't hit him at all. He had also calculated that Huang Gou wouldn't give him any food, so he turned
his attention to this weak boy. Seeing that the boy had fair and delicate skin, he could tell that he came from a well-off family, and maybe he could
make a fortune from him.

Xiao Tian opened his schoolbag, took out a lunchbox delicately wrapped in a lace-trimmed scarf, and handed it to Old Zhang, saying,
"Grandpa, are you hungry? This is lunch my mom made for me. I didn't have much of an appetite at noon, so please make do with this if you
don't mind."

Seeing the boy's actions, a barely perceptible sly smile appeared on Old Zhang's lips, but he still covered his stomach and said in a fake
smile, "How could I possibly dirty your pretty lunchbox, little one?" Old Zhang
gestured with his two greasy hands. From his black, oily hands mixed with an unknown odor, and his messy,
bird's-nest-like hair, one could tell that he must spend his days going between various garbage cans.

Xiao Tian shook his head with a wry smile, saying, "If it weren't for you, Grandpa, I wouldn't
be able to keep being bullied by them today. You're my savior, Grandpa. You know, when they bully me at school,
no one dares to help me, and I don't dare tell my parents. You're the first person to help me,
so how could I possibly look down on you? Please eat quickly, and I'll take the lunchbox home after you're done."

Seeing his opportunity, Old Zhang stopped refusing, revealing a mouthful of yellowed teeth, and smiled at Xiao Tian,
saying, "Then, young man, I won't be polite." He took the lunchbox from Xiao Tian.

The old beggar's cracked, greasy hands contrasted sharply with the beautifully packaged lunchbox, which exuded the fragrance of jasmine
. The old beggar, who had been searching for scraps amidst the stench, had never seen food so
exquisite. As he tremblingly unwrapped the silk scarf, he savored its
smoothness and fragrance. Opening the lid, the old beggar secretly hid the silk scarf inside his tattered clothes,
saying to Xiao Tian under the guise of it, "Thank you so much, young man. To be honest, I haven't eaten for days."

Xiao Tian exclaimed in shock, "My goodness! Then please eat quickly. If you're not full, I'll bring you more tomorrow."

"Mmm... umm..." The old beggar grabbed the food with his hands and wolfed it down,
finishing the entire bento box in half a minute. "Burp..." The old beggar let out a long burp, handing the stained lunchbox
to Xiao Tian, saying, "Young man, your mother's cooking is really good. It's so delicious! Is your mother a chef
?"

Xiao Tian happily replied, "Really? I think so too, hahaha. But my mother is an English
teacher at No. 1 Middle School."

"A teacher, and such a good cook, your mother must be very virtuous. You're so handsome, your mother
must be a great beauty, hahaha," the old beggar teased.

Xiao Tian laughed and said, "Not at all, but my mom is really beautiful. Everyone says the school beauty at No. 1 High School isn't
a student, but a teacher, and that teacher is my mom, hahaha; but my mom is very strict, she makes sure I'm at school..."
"I call her teacher. My grades are really bad right now, and she's afraid people will say I got in through connections. She hates
hearing these kinds of gossips. I even walk home by myself after school." "Oh my god, I forgot it's so late. I have to
go home, or my mom will scold me again. Grandpa, I'll bring you some food next time." After saying that, Xiao Tian
packed his things and ran away.

"Hey, young man, slow down." Old Zhang waved his hand insincerely, and gave
a strange smile as he watched Xiao Tian leave. He reached into his pocket, took out a silk handkerchief, covered his face, and sniffed it intensely. He seemed to
have smelled the fragrance of jasmine somewhere before. Suddenly, a thought flashed through Old Zhang's mind: "Is this kid's mother the school beauty of No. 1 Middle School?"
Old Zhang, who had been begging near No. 1 Middle School for a long time, was already somewhat familiar with the school. A blurry figure suddenly appeared in his mind
, but because that figure was of such high status, he dared not look at her face.

The old beggar vaguely remembered that one day when he was begging in front of the No. 1 Middle School, a black Mercedes-Benz was parked on the side of the road.
He climbed to the car door and waited for the people inside to get out so he could approach these successful people and ask for money, wondering if he could earn
a little more. However, because he was short and lying on the ground, the people inside the car didn't see him and opened the door
, hitting him squarely in the face, leaving him dazed and confused. The old beggar, his eyes half-closed, couldn't see his surroundings clearly.
He simply began his usual plea: "Kind people, please help me..." Then,
a pair of beautiful feet encased in ultra-thin stockings appeared from the passenger seat of the Mercedes. On those feet hung silver pearl-embellished red high heels. The old beggar
, head bowed, could only vaguely see that the heels were about 8cm high, the insteps of the feet, encased in flesh-colored stockings, slightly bulging, with
two visible blue veins. Under the sunlight, the red lacquered exterior of the high heels shone alluringly. At the same time,
the old beggar also smelled a faint, pleasant fragrance. The woman bent down slightly and asked with concern, "Sir,
are you alright after bumping into me?" Old Zhang raised his wrinkled and stained face, revealing yellow teeth as he smiled:
"It's alright, it's alright." Because he had just been bumped into and the light was a bit backlit, he couldn't see the woman's face clearly,
but from her long, black hair tied up, the pearl necklace on her fair neck,
her slender body in a light gray business suit, and her alluring legs in stockings, the old beggar could guess that she must be a
wealthy patron. Seeing such a beauty before him, especially with those beautiful legs only half a meter away, he could even
smell the fleshy scent of the noblewoman's legs? The old beggar's genitals began to swell in segments.

Perhaps feeling guilty for bumping into the old beggar, the wealthy woman took out 200 yuan from her handbag and stuffed it
into his hand. "Sir, I'm in a hurry to class, please take this money," she said, then
left with the clatter of her high heels, leaving the old beggar staring blankly at her departing figure.

In the teachers' office, a beautiful young woman was repeatedly washing her hands with hand sanitizer. She was
Tian Xinya, a well-known and beautiful teacher at the school, and Xiao Tian's mother. Tian Xinya had always been a clean freak.
When she encountered the old beggar on the street, she initially intended to leave, but her kindness and upbringing in a scholarly family made her restrain herself. She
kindly inquired about the old beggar's situation and gave him 200 yuan. Xinya took out a lace-trimmed handkerchief from her bag
, wiped her hands, tidied her appearance in the mirror, forced herself to forget what had just happened, and left
the office with her books.

The old beggar, inhaling the fragrance of the silk scarf, finally locked onto his target in his mind. "That's right, this is
the scent of that noblewoman, I can't forget it," he thought. "Could this young man be her son?" At this thought, the old beggar's
breathing became rapid, his heart pounded, and soon his genitals became engorged and erect. Through his tattered trousers
, a purplish-red glans, the size of a pigeon's egg, could be seen, stained with an unknown black
substance. Clear fluid began to flow from the urethral opening. The old beggar, like a madman, sucked hard... The fragrance of the silk scarf
... He closed his eyes and fantasized that it was the silk stockings on the young woman's legs. He sucked and licked it, rubbing it frantically with his nose,
as if his face were rubbing between the young woman's flesh-colored silk stockings. Finally, he pressed the scarf against his penis,
fantasizing about grabbing the young woman's legs and clamping his penis between them. The old beggar's hands trembled wildly, accompanied by a "Ah!"
With a cry, the old beggar let out a shout, and streams of thick, white liquid spurted from his penis, spraying onto the ground, the
silk scarf, and the old beggar himself—the pent-up, foul-smelling semen that had accumulated over the years.

Originally, the old beggar thought it was absolutely impossible for him to have any connection with such a fairy-like young woman, but now, having met
the young star, the demon of desire that had been hidden within him seemed to be unleashed.

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