I slept with the most beautiful girl in our department, who was incredibly youthful! So many guys hate me now!!

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Liangliang, a girl from a different department in the same college at our school, was 21 years old, 163cm tall, with an oval face and long hair. She was the undisputed beauty of her department, the object of countless boys' affections, slim, and youthful. She was, in my opinion

, the first truly exceptional woman I've ever met. At that time, I was planning to study abroad for graduate school, so I started preparing for the TOEFL and GRE exams in the first semester of my junior year. Anyone who took those exams knows that it's common to take the harder one first, like the GRE before the TOEFL. That period was the only time I studied seriously in college; I was basically in the study room from 8 am to 10 pm every night. Looking back, the GRE vocabulary was truly daunting. Back then, everyone had a red and a black vocabulary book; memorizing over 20,000 words was incredibly difficult. My story with Liangliang began when I started preparing for the GRE.

Back then, I went to the study room every day. Those of us in business know that university is basically a free-for-all. In the first semester of my junior year, the people sitting in the study room every day were preparing for exams to study abroad, because graduate school preparation was still a long way off. Only those preparing for the GRE and TOEFL would be working so hard at this stage. After going there for a while, I discovered that the most beautiful girl in the next department was Liangliang. She was also sitting in the study room every day. Since my new campus wasn't very big, we often bumped into each other in the same study room. Seeing that she also had her red study book, I knew we were on the same path. Liangliang was the most beautiful girl in the department, and I already knew her reputation. From freshman year, countless guys in my year had pursued her. She was approachable and never cold to anyone. Although she had some minor flirtations with a few, she never officially dated anyone. I was there to study, not to pick up girls, so I usually just buried myself in my studies. But everyone needs a break after a while, so I'd usually go to the corridor next to the study room to smoke a cigarette, get some water, and relax.

After a while, I'd often run into her taking a break too. We were kind of like brothers, and although I was just a nobody back then, I was a decent soccer player and had some reputation, so she probably knew I existed. At first, we'd just nod and say hello, but after seeing each other so often, we'd start chatting, and later we'd often exchange study tips in the corridor. We quickly became friends. Anyone who's taken the GRE knows how tough it is. It's not the studying itself that's tough, but the fact that you have to study while others are playing. I'd often see couples cuddling and being all lovey-dovey, while we'd be walking alone to the study room with a tattered book. I'd always curse under my breath. There weren't many people taking this exam, so it was easy to find common ground. That's how Liangliang and I became good GRE buddies, hehe.

Time flew by, and the first semester of my junior year passed quickly. Winter break was approaching, and Liangliang and I planned to register for the GRE in March or April of the following year. To improve our scores, we decided to enroll in a New Oriental GRE winter break intensive course. Back then, unlike now where Yu Minhong (a famous Chinese businessman) opens classes everywhere and New Oriental has branches in every city, you could only find New Oriental in Beijing. (A big thank you to Yu Minhong; without his classes, Liangliang and I would definitely have remained just friends.) So, we started planning before the break. Based on the course schedule, there was no time to go home for Chinese New Year, so I told my family I wouldn't be going home and would spend the holiday in Beijing. Then, a high school friend of mine was studying German in Beijing and had rented an apartment there. He was going home for winter break and didn't plan to move out. The apartment was near Beijing Normal University, quite close to where I had classes, so I asked him to let me stay there. Liangliang had a cousin who worked in Beijing and owned a small apartment in Haidian District, so she planned to stay with her cousin during that period.

Soon it was holiday time, and after resting at school for a few days, she went directly to the capital two days before classes started. Liangliang and I arrived around the same time, and thus began our intense study life. The daily classes were very demanding, and after class, Liangliang and I would eat lunch together near the school. We also had evening classes, usually ending around 10 pm. Her relative lived very close to the school, so I would walk her home first, and then take the bus back to where I lived. In the unfamiliar city, the cold winter, and the intense study atmosphere, the two young people of the opposite sex suddenly felt a sense of mutual dependence. In just a few days, they went from friends to confidants.

A turning point always comes unexpectedly. I remember it was already past the Lunar New Year; Liangliang's cousin's workplace had already closed for the holidays and she had returned to her hometown, so Yuanyuan was also staying alone at her cousin's house. That night, after dropping her off, I was sitting on the bus, feeling incredibly cold, when I suddenly received a call from her. She asked me to come to her house; she'd found mice and was terrified, so she wanted me to help her find them. I immediately got off the bus and went back, arriving at her house after 11 PM. I'd been downstairs before but hadn't gone inside. When I entered her apartment, it was one of those old, six-story company dormitories, a two-bedroom unit. It was probably quite old, and being on the ground floor, it was very likely there would be mice. So I started searching, turning the room upside down. I only saw traces of mice gnawing on things, but couldn't find the mice. After another hour or so, I said, "Forget it, these mice are too clever; it looks like we won't find them."

She immediately turned pale, saying, "What should I do? I've been terrified of mice since I was a child!" I joked, "What's the big deal? It's all so lonely by yourself. Having a few mice around makes it more fun." She immediately punched me with her little fist, and I ran away. She chased after me, hitting me repeatedly. We started fooling around like that. I ran into the kitchen, and she followed without stopping, bumping into me. The kitchen was dark, with only a few cold rays of light from outside filtering in, creating a slightly ambiguous atmosphere. I reached out and hugged her. She nestled against me quietly, without saying a word, and we held each other silently for several minutes. I lowered my head and kissed her lips. She didn't flinch, but she didn't respond either. I tried to slip my tongue into her mouth, but she clenched her teeth, rejecting my exploration, yet still continuing to kiss me.

Suddenly, she pulled away and asked, "What are we?" I was taken aback. I had a girlfriend, she knew that, but I couldn't break up with her, and she knew that too. I said, "Whatever you say we are, I love you." Then I leaned in again. This time she responded, her little tongue intertwining with mine, and we kissed for a long time. She had always been my goddess. Although I was a seasoned veteran, I didn't dare to make any other moves. We just kissed like that for a long time before we finally separated. After leaving the kitchen, she said to me, "It's so late, and it's so cold outside. Don't leave tonight. There are two rooms here. I'll sleep in my cousin's room, and you can sleep in my bed." So I stayed, but I couldn't fall asleep. The thought of her sleeping next door made it even harder. I tossed and turned, the faint, unique fragrance of her body wafting from her bedding. I got hard from the smell and reached for my hand to masturbate. Then I thought, this is a great opportunity, how can I miss it? I picked up my phone and sent her a message: "Are you asleep?" To my surprise, she replied immediately, "No." I continued, "I miss you." She said, "Just thinking about it is enough." I said, "Your blanket smells so good." She said, "No, not at all." We chatted like that, exchanging dozens of messages. Finally, I sent a message: "Are you coming over? I really miss you." She didn't reply. I was utterly disappointed and ready to go to sleep.

Suddenly, I heard a noise next door, followed by her footsteps, and my door opened. She ran in, wearing her pajamas, and slipped under the covers. We didn't say anything, just kissed. This time, I wasn't so restrained. While kissing, my hands started exploring. Reaching inside her clothes, I discovered she wasn't wearing a bra, and I could directly touch her soft breasts. Her breasts weren't large, around a B cup, but very firm and not saggy at all. I quickened my pace, exploring her entire body as quickly as possible. When I was about to use my fingers to attack her lower body, she squeezed her legs together, resisting me. But I wasn't about to give up. I gently massaged the inside of her thighs first, then slowly rejoined her. With my other hand, I lifted her clothes and buried my head in her chest.

As I moved, I tentatively asked her, "I want you, I really want you, give yourself to me." She replied, "This is too fast, I can't handle it." I got impatient and asked, "Is this your first time?" She didn't answer, remained silent for a while, then shook her head and said that she had a boyfriend in high school, but only slept with him two or three times. I thought since someone had already "tested" her, I wouldn't hold back. I increased the pressure on her upper body, and after a while, she gave up resisting, her legs slowly relaxing. I continued my assault, taking off all her clothes, then straddling her, kissing her as I parted her legs and slowly entered her in the most traditional way. Our first time together was so wonderful. She had experience but was still shy, barely responding; it was just me vigorously ploughing her. After the passion subsided, we fell asleep in each other's arms, giving each other warmth in the most primal way on this cold winter night in Beijing.

The following days were wonderful. I brought her to my place, and we lived together. We went to class together, ate together, went home together, and made love every night, letting our youth and sweat flow freely. On New Year's Day, it was the first time we had spent the holiday away from our families. We went to the supermarket to buy some groceries, and she cooked six dishes. Although the taste was just average, it felt like a feast to me. After the New Year's dinner, we lay in bed together watching the Spring Festival Gala, then made love, made love again, and watched the Gala, spending the New Year naked in each other's arms.

That winter in Beijing was the happiest winter of my life, without a doubt. We were like two children exiled to another world, without family or friends. We took care of each other, leaving behind all the troubles of the world, not thinking about the future, whether we would be together, just enjoying every day. My happy days with Liangliang were always short-lived. Before we knew it, the new year had begun. Her cousin went back to Beijing, and she moved back too. We could only be together during class, and went home separately at night. After the training course ended, I went straight back to school, while she stayed at her cousin's house in Beijing for a few days before returning. When the new semester started, we studied together, prepared for exams together, and a few months later, we both registered for the GRE in Beijing and took it, achieving reasonably good scores. All that hard work hadn't been in vain.

After the GRE, real problems arose. I had a girlfriend, and we started arguing. I was still maintaining close contact with my girlfriend abroad. Then one day, she asked me to meet her at a park outside the school. She said she wanted to ask me one last question: whether I wanted her or my girlfriend abroad. I didn't answer, and she got really angry, slapped me, and ran away. Perhaps I'm just naturally cold-hearted, but I never went back to see her. From then on, we were like strangers at school. On my last day before graduation, I went to see her. I told her I was really sorry, but I truly loved her. She didn't say anything, just shed tears. Then we went our separate ways.

Last winter, I returned to Beijing for a conference and made a special trip back to the area near the house I lived in during my time there. The house was still there, but everything had changed. The poster felt a deep sadness. So many years had passed, yet her image remained in their heart. But the poster understood that, like the passing years, like the ancient songs echoing in the alleyways of Jiangnan, she was long gone, never to return.

(The End)

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