Springtime Romance in the Archives

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Recently, a new person joined the company's data center. The original employee, Xiaoying, got married and moved to mainland China with her husband. Everyone was wondering

what kind of person she would be. The work in the data center mainly involves talking and doing... there's little opportunity for movement, let alone visiting other people's offices.

On the day of the announcement, many young men were disappointed. It turned out that to them, she was someone from the "auntie" generation... Her name was Ruozhu. She was

originally the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, but because she couldn't conceive, she was divorced... losing a sum of money, a house, a car... and left to fend for herself. Now in her

forties, she was beautiful and well-dressed. To kill time, I came to my workplace, as arranged. I... You Ande

is nearly 50... unmarried, a frequent loser in the battlefield of love... and has given up all illusions about happiness. But Ruozhu's appearance marks

the beginning of a major change.

Not everyone knows Ruozhu well; due to work, they only contact each other by phone or Skype to request data and images.

The reason I'm closer to her is because we share a common hobby... movies. One afternoon, the boss called, hoping I could prepare

elements of the southern Italian atmosphere for future sales of Italian agricultural products. The responsibility fell to me. I gathered

several colleagues of similar age to prepare the relevant materials, and thus, other colleagues... Because I wasn't clear about the information, I often

couldn't find the data I needed. So I had to step in and contact the data room directly. After explaining what I needed using a movie analogy, the data immediately

appeared on our group's screen. Everyone was amazed and asked how I explained it. I, of course, told Ruozhu what I had told them, and then I

explained the last time. They finally understood the trick. After the first review, the boss was satisfied with the submitted information and gave

us some meal vouchers as a reward. Of course, I included Ruozhu in the vouchers, because without her, it would probably take twice as long to complete the task. I took the vouchers to Ruozhu

, but she initially declined, saying it was part of her job and she should accept. Only after I repeatedly explained that it was the boss's idea did she reluctantly accept. I asked her

if she wanted to come with us, and she said no. So I gave her the vouchers... I gave her the coupon so she could use it herself. I often noticed that Ruozhu

seemed a little melancholy... not exactly depressed, but rather that smiles were rare on her face. She was always quite animated when talking about movies... but it never lasted.

One weekend, while browsing old movies at a video store, I ran into Ruozhu. Her outfit caught my eye, but I didn't want to bother her; I just

secretly watched her from the shelves, a scene straight out of a movie... I didn't even notice her until she walked behind me, until she tapped my shoulder, which

startled me. Actually, Ruozhu is a very talkative person, especially when talking about movies. Suddenly, I thought, why not have Ruozhu

model for a series of photos, mimicking movie scenes? At first, Ruozhu was reluctant, but after my persistent pleading, she finally agreed. I agreed...

We started with the atmosphere of the movie "The Godfather," borrowing costumes and jewelry... We found a location to shoot... After several weekends, the results were great,

and Ruozhu was satisfied. I gave her a copy, and while I was doing post-production on the video during a break at the company, the boss suddenly appeared and was

amazed, saying that this work was perfect for the Italian food marketing video... I sent some of the edited

images to our Italian partners, and they were very satisfied. When the boss asked me where I found the model, I pointed to the archives.

His incredulous expression showed that the talent was right beside me, yet I had been busy searching for models for weeks. He quickly went to the archives to see

Ruozhu, but he was a little doubtful that the person in the photo was her? She kept asking me to confirm, and of course I was sure... because I took the photos,

and Ruozhu knew about it. She demanded that I not release the photos, and even more so, that they not be used for product sales. Only after the boss pulled out

all the stops, offering the same compensation and promising not to use images with clear facial features, did Ruozhu reluctantly agree. The boss was also sincere enough

to sign a contract to provide protection. The Italian side hoped that Ruozhu could personally go to Italy to shoot a series of promotional photos. Originally, Ruozhu was reluctant to go

, but the boss's strong persuasion moved her, and she went smoothly. I was only told to accompany her the day before departure, and hurriedly made preparations.

The Italian side was very enthusiastic, especially when they saw Ruozhu, they were amazed by her beauty! They always treated her with the highest level of hospitality. They took many photos throughout southern Italy

, all according to Ruozhu's request, trying to avoid showing any clear facial images. In Sicily... Because of her shoes, her feet were blistered. I was initially

supporting her, but eventually I just carried her on my back, and she seemed to accept it. The manufacturer brought a wheelchair, but since it was a cobblestone path, I mostly carried her.

In the olive grove, when I picked her up, the company's staff took a picture, but neither of us knew it until we got back to the company and were organizing the photos. We realized that

after looking at each other for a while, we both became shy and made excuses to do other things to ease the awkwardness. Then we continued organizing. Ruozhu picked out the usable

photos, compiled them, and uploaded them to the database for later use. We finished that night, and it was already late. We had both forgotten about dinner, so we postponed post-production to another day. We left

the company, both very hungry, so we went out for a late-night snack. I was going to take Ruozhu home after the snack, but she declined and took a taxi home herself.

The next day, we continued with the post-production. When I looked at the other unselected photos, I noticed Ruozhu's beauty, which captivated my gaze. A strange feeling

welled up inside me. Lost in my own world, I didn't notice Ruozhu behind me, casually draped her arm over my shoulder, and looked closely at me. "I think a coffee tone

would be better, with a touch of orange..." I thought it was the boss, but when I turned around and realized it was Ruozhu, I gasped. Looking at her, Ruozhu withdrew her arm

and went back to the archives. I think I saw her blush. It wasn't until noon that I made an excuse to go to the archives and asked if she wanted to have lunch together. She didn't respond at first,

but when I mentioned a newly opened handmade pizza shop, she laughed and said, "Haven't you had enough yet?! Half a month! You seem really interested, let's go!!" She picked up her bag

and a light jacket, and we walked towards the elevator. For some reason, she took my arm, and I was a little dizzy from this gesture

until I looked at her, at which point she withdrew her arm and said, "Excuse me." With a shy blush, she lowered her head, and I, I don't know where the courage came from, pulled her into

the stairwell and forcefully kissed her. She had been struggling with her lips tightly closed, but gradually her struggle lessened, and she opened her mouth. Our lips

intertwined in the stairwell until we were breathless, looking at each other without saying a word. We walked to the restaurant, ordered our food, and after a moment of silence, we suddenly

started arguing, each trying to speak first. Finally, Ruozhu let her go first, and she shyly lowered her head, saying, "Do you do this to every girl you like?" Looking at

her shyly speaking, I felt a strange feeling. I said, "I've never done this to a girl I like, but I would do it to someone I love." Ruozhu

lowered her head even further and said, "Love? Why? I'm a discarded woman, abandoned, a woman who can't bear children, old, ugly..." Ruozhu kept saying...

A contradictory statement… I stopped her from saying, “But I love it.” Ruozhu listened and didn’t say anything more… Until the food arrived, I saw her delighted expression. “Wow!! It

looks exactly like what I ate in Italy!” The waiter noticed her statement and called the manager over. The manager said, “You two just came back from Italy?? Where did you go?”

Ruozhu excitedly told the manager about the places she had been. Coincidentally, we went to that restaurant, and the manager had also been working there for three years. Talking about that restaurant, seeing

Ruozhu’s face as she talked with the manager, I saw Ruozhu’s joyful and excited expression, which was truly touching! I was captivated by it until she called me a few times and

I came back to my senses. She said, “Brother You, show him the photos of the places we went.” I took out my phone and showed them to Ruozhu. Ruozhu opened it, and when she saw the picture on the phone’s home screen,

her face instantly turned red, and she immediately typed… I showed the photos to the store manager, who pointed out some details. The meal was truly worthwhile;

it allowed me to see a side of Ruozhu I'd never seen before, and I made a new friend. We exchanged business cards, and I invited him to our company's Italian agricultural products exhibition, which

the store manager readily accepted. On the way back to the company, I saw Ruozhu's smiling face, which touched my heart every time... I thought, "Ruozhu... you're so beautiful."

Back at the company, besides continuing post-processing the photos, I had meetings that lasted until late at night. Fortunately, we reached constructive conclusions. As I packed up to go home

, I passed the archives and saw the light still on. I opened the door and saw Ruozhu asleep on the table. On the screen was

one of the series of photos of me holding her, which I had already set as my phone's home screen. I stared at it, completely unaware that Ruozhu had woken up... Hearing "Isn't it beautiful?!" startled me

, and I blushed as I nodded. At that moment, Ruozhu's expression made me unable to resist picking her up and kissing her, even kissing her earlobe and neck, until she said, "The company's

no good!!" and pushed me away, but I seemed to see a blush on her face... She grabbed her bag and coat, saying, "Hungry? Let's go get something to eat," and led me out of the archives.

As we walked out of the building, suddenly, we saw a large banner advertising a building across the street, which was under construction, with the words: "Don't let love slip through your fingers... Love should be timely."

We both craned our necks to look at it, then smiled at each other. Ruozhu asked me, "Brother You, why aren't you married? Do you have a girlfriend?" I felt Ruozhu was testing me, so I replied,

"Me? I often forget about my partner because of work. My previous job required a lot of traveling, and by the time I was done, I'd just run away. I'm still single!" " I think I'm

destined to be alone forever," Ruozhu laughed. "No way! Several people in the company have feelings for you, but you just ignore them all." I suddenly turned around, put my hand on

Ruozhu's shoulder, and asked, "What about you? Do you have feelings for me?" Ruozhu blushed immediately and said, "Brother You is an upright person, anyone would have feelings for him." She deliberately

changed the subject, but her expression already gave the answer. She continued, "A discarded woman like me, no one wants me. My life is bad, whoever is with me is unlucky." She laughed and shook off my hand

and continued walking forward. She walked slowly, and I mustered up my courage and hugged her from behind, saying, "I've fallen in love with you." Ruozhu paused for a moment, but didn't struggle and said, "Really?

I have a bad temper, I love to spend money recklessly, and I even hit people. Can you handle that?" Before she could finish speaking, I turned around and kissed her. This time, Ruozhu didn't struggle at all,

but instead kissed me passionately. She hugged me and responded passionately to my kiss, ending again with us panting. Ruozhu looked up at my lips, wondering if there was a trace of lipstick.

I held Ruozhu's hand and said, "Marry me." Ruozhu seemed a little startled and took a few steps back, saying, "Too fast! You haven't even seen my true face yet, and you want me to marry you?!

Okay! Let time solve this problem slowly, hurry up! If you don't eat now, it'll become breakfast!" She laughed and urged me to leave quickly. That night was spent

organizing the exhibition and sales event. After being busy for half a month, when the opening day arrived, I handed over the remaining work to the exhibition and sales team and finally got a break. Ruozhu, whom I hadn't seen due to the busy schedule, was

nowhere to be found. On the opening day, the store manager also came, and coincidentally, his acquaintances from Italy also came. The scene was extremely lively. The boss hoped that I could take

a break after it was over, and I had no choice but to comply. After two weeks, it was a fruitful year, and the Italian side was quite satisfied. The boss was pleased with our performance and hoped we could participate

in the preparations for the exhibitions in Hong Kong, Japan, South Korea, and mainland China. This excited him greatly, and I finally got a break. Passing through the archives, I saw Ruozhu working diligently; her department

had recently expanded. After finishing the work, it was already late at night. Looking around at the various departments, it was all dark. I picked up my bag, ready to go home. As I stood up,

I saw Ruozhu leaning against the door, watching me. Her gaze was special. When she saw me look at her, she turned and said "Goodnight" before heading towards the elevator. I turned off the department lights and

passed through the archives. I saw the lights were still on. After opening the door, the lights suddenly went out. I was tightly embraced, feeling her lips kissing my face… searching for

my lips. Upon contact, our tongues intertwined. She seemed unwilling to let go, caressing my… I held her tightly in my arms. I knew it was Ruozhu. Because of her

scent, we stopped kissing and hugging each other without saying a word. I led her out of the office, and she followed me with her things. We didn't speak the whole way, but we hugged each other and

she leaned against me. We remained quiet like that until we reached the door of our house. After getting out of the car, she said, "Do you really have to do this?" I said, "If you don't want to, I can call a car for you." She hesitated for a moment and said,

"You can't abandon me." And so, she took my hand and we walked home. On the way, she asked shyly, "Won't it disturb your family?" I said, "Maybe!" She stopped and said,

"Then..." I smiled and pulled her, "Come on! The cat won't compete with you for attention." She finally smiled and let me hug her. When we got home, she came in and said, "

You live alone in such a big house?" I smiled and asked her to sit down, saying, "Otherwise, I can hide someone." "Huh??" She smiled and looked around... noticing the photo on the coffee table, she blushed

and said, "How did you get this photo??" I looked at it and said, "I took it secretly." Seeing that it was getting late, I got her a towel and bathrobe to wash up. She paused for a moment,

then reached out and took them. I led her to the bathroom, showed her some instructions, and then went back to the study. Unexpectedly, I heard her cry. I rushed to the bathroom and saw a hand pulling me

in, arms wrapped around my neck, and kissing me. After the kiss, seeing that I was completely soaked, she helped me take off my clothes. It was the first time I had seen Ruozhu naked in front of me.

Her breasts were neither too big nor too small, her waist was slender, her skin was fair, and her nipples were pink and already erect. Seeing that I was staring intently, she deliberately blocked me with her arm and said, "You're so lewd, like a perverted old man."

I hugged her and said, "Have you ever been seen by a perverted old man?" She nodded.She pointed at me, and we both laughed. She reached out and started stroking my penis, while I began caressing her breasts.

She closed her eyes, enjoying my touch, and as I quickened my stroking, I bent down and licked her breasts. She began to moan, then knelt down to kiss her pubic hair

and let her legs straddle my shoulders. Her tender, parted labia were revealed before me. I touched them lightly, and she trembled. I took her labia into my mouth, and she began to grab my hair, reflecting

the tingling sensation throughout her body. My lips and tongue continued to make her tremble until I felt a warm, wet sensation on my face—was it love juice? Or squirting? But definitely not from a showerhead.

After we washed briefly in the water, she collapsed, and I helped her up. I put a bathrobe on her; it was the only way to dry her body. The recent climax had

left her weak and limp on the bed. She writhed, seemingly still in the afterglow of her orgasm, and pulled my hand, kneading her breasts. I lay beside her, continuously kissing

her face and neck. Her moans stimulated my senses. She stroked my penis, looking at me with lustful eyes, teasing me. We kissed again, and

she rolled over, pressing herself against me, saying, "Do you really love me? Or do you just want my body?" Seeing her excited eyes, I said, "I want both." She collapsed against me again, letting me gently stroke

her back and buttocks. My fingertips touched her labia; her lubricating love juice seemed overflowing. I rolled over again, pressing her down. She opened her legs, letting me caress her genitals.

She whispered, "Come in! I want you." Aiming at her vaginal opening, I slowly inserted myself into that warm... Inside her moist vagina, the tightness made me feel every bulge on the vaginal walls

pressing against her cervix. A small part of my penis was still sticking out. She closed her eyes and said, "It's so full, so tight." I got up and straddled her legs over my shoulders, pushing deeper until my penis

was fully inside. She gripped the pillow tightly, and as I began to thrust, she moaned, her tongue licking her lips, indicating she wanted a kiss. I thrust and kissed her…

increasing the speed…her breathing… Moans mingled together, and I felt her vagina contract and relax, giving my penis a great deal of pleasure. Just as she felt my glans swell

and cried out, her body tensed, her vagina tightened, and waves of soreness and numbness traveled from my penis to my brain. As I felt a warm current fill my glans, I pushed against her cervix and

ejaculated with all my might. Her calves clamped around my waist and hips, wanting my glans to press tightly against her cervix. Right after ejaculation, my penis throbbed inside her vagina, and we kissed passionately until we drifted off to sleep

. I woke up feeling a dampness, and we both opened our eyes to look at each other. She asked, "Do you really love me?" I nodded... She held my head against her chest, her

breasts pressed close. She touched her swollen labia, which were still swollen from the previous night's impact, and looked at me with a smile, saying, "Look what you've done." I moved closer to her genitals, licking her swollen labia.

She tried to stop me, but I insisted on kissing the place that had given me such pleasure the night before. After a while, she got up and went to the bathroom. Looking back at her from the bedroom doorway, she was so endearing.

After she went into the bathroom, another cry made me jump out of bed to see what was wrong. She looked at her watch and said, "I'm almost late!" I laughed and said, "Do you want to work overtime? It's a holiday today."

She laughed, hugged me, and said, "You're so annoying!" She went in to shower, pulling me in with her. "We'll shower like this for the rest of our lives. Even if my flesh gets loose and my breasts sag, you can't

dislike me, okay?" she said shyly. After washing, she said... She thought I'd leave her alone since I was going home. When I finished dressing, her eyes relaxed, and she

said, Don't be scared, my place is messy." I laughed and said, "My specialty includes tidying up. Don't worry, I'm here." After she finished dressing, we went out together and took a ride

to her large apartment in a community. Actually, it wasn't as messy as she described, just a lot of stuff. After she sat down, she said, "My ex-husband's family gave me this place, but I rented it out. It doesn't need much

space, and the rent just covers this apartment with some left over. I sold the car because I don't need it anymore." I looked at her and said, "Move in with me!" She lowered her head and said, "You never said you'd marry me."

I smiled and gently stroked her face. She said she needed to change, so she got up and went to her room. The half-open door piqued my curiosity, and I went in. She was naked and asked me, "Do I really look good?"

I hugged her and said, "Yes, I look good." We kissed again until she laughed and said, "If we kiss again, it'll be dark." After watching her change, we went out to eat together.

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