Shanghai elderly women

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When Zhang Chu arrived at the office, only Xiao Wang was there; he had just returned from a training trip to Hainan two days prior. Upon seeing him, Zhang Chu chatted with him about the chicken coops and coconut groves of Hainan. Xiao Wang was from Changchun, and his southern accent didn't quite fit in. His skin was somewhat rough and dark, and he wasn't very outgoing. At thirty-two, he was still single, and recently an older woman from Shanghai in the department had been trying to find him a partner. Calling it finding a partner was a euphemism; she was essentially giving Xiao Wang a hard and fast one, practically begging him to accept. The woman worked in the agricultural department, was from Changzhou, Jiangsu, and was two years older than Xiao Wang. Zhang Chu and Xiao Wang had only exchanged a few words when the older woman from Shanghai entered. Upon seeing Zhang Chu, she immediately began praising the woman, saying how wonderful she was—capable, caring, honest, kind-hearted, and beautiful—and how lucky Xiao Wang was to have found her, among other effusive praise. Zhang Chu knew the older woman was trying to seduce Xiao Wang, but he didn't want to say anything. He simply said he needed to see the department head and headed towards the head's office. When Zhang Chu passed by Ms. Chen's office, he saw her there and went in to greet her.
Ms. Chen was somewhat displeased to see Zhang Chu, as he hadn't even called her since his return. She asked him when he had returned, and he said yesterday. Ms. Chen then asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell me you were back?" Zhang Chu replied, "Why should I tell you?"
Hearing this, Ms. Chen became even angrier and repeatedly told Zhang Chu to get out! Get out! Zhang Chu laughed and said, "Fine, I'll get out." He then walked to Ms. Chen's desk, staring intently at her chest, feigning a lecherous look. Seeing Zhang Chu's behavior, Ms. Chen's anger subsided, but she still picked up a rag from the desk, pretending to dust it off, and lashed out at Zhang Chu. Zhang Chu didn't dodge, letting Ms. Chen hit him, then cried out in pain. Ms. Chen laughed and said, "Serves you right." Zhang Chu suddenly remembered his classmate's lover's situation. He figured Ms. Chen was the best person to handle it, so he said, "I'm going to
the department head's office, I'll be back later." Zhang Chu went to the department head's office, only exchanged a few words, and left. Zhang Chu was quite talkative with ordinary colleagues, but when it came to talking to officials, he couldn't get any meaningful information out of them; it was always over in a few sentences.
After returning to Ms. Chen's office, Zhang Chu told her about his classmate's lover. Ms. Chen recognized the context and immediately refused. No matter what Zhang Chu said, Ms. Chen wouldn't agree, which annoyed Zhang Chu. As he got up to leave, Ms. Chen told him, "We'll talk after work."
Zhang Chu returned to his office and saw the Shanghai woman was still there, which annoyed him. The woman was sitting in Zhang Chu's chair. Seeing him return, she stood up and offered him a seat. Zhang Chu pressed her down, letting her continue her presentation to Xiao Wang, while he stood leaning against his desk and listened to her. But after listening for a couple of sentences, Zhang Chu became impatient. He asked the old woman how her daughter was doing. The Shanghai old woman was most afraid of people mentioning her daughter. When her daughter was a graduate student, she fell in love with her professor and broke up a perfectly good family. But her daughter and the professor had only been married for three months before she filed for divorce. The professor disagreed. Her daughter took him to court, claiming that the professor was impotent. The professor was so humiliated by her that he fainted in court. When the Shanghai old woman heard Zhang Chu ask this, her face immediately showed displeasure, and she stood up and left, saying she had something to do. After the Shanghai old woman
left, Zhang Chu sat down, looked at his watch, and saw that it was almost nine o'clock. He thought that Xiao Xu would be getting up soon. As he thought of this, he felt depressed, and his chest even felt a little painful. When he left, he told Xiao Xu to sleep a little longer and wait until everyone in the government apartment building went to work before she got up and left. Xiao Xu said she would get up at nine o'clock to go to work. Before leaving, he sat down next to Xiao Xu, his mind racing with conflicting thoughts, before finally heading to work.
He couldn't calm his mind, constantly thinking about Xiao Xu. He picked up the phone and called Shi Yun. He missed Shi Yun and wanted to know when Shi Ming would be back. When the call connected, it was Shi Ming who answered. She said she had bought a train ticket for the evening and would arrive in Nanjing the next morning. Zhang Chu felt a surge of joy. When Shi Ming handed the phone to Shi Yun, Zhang Chu suddenly didn't know what to say; it was as if with Shi Ming, he had everything. Only when Shi Yun spoke to him did he realize that the person speaking was the one he loved most deeply. He asked Shi Yun, "When are you coming back?" Shi Yun said, "You've only been gone for two days, and you're already thinking about this?" Zhang Chu said, "I can't wait that many days." Shi Yun said, "I'll go back as soon as possible." Then they chatted for a few more minutes about the children before hanging up.
After hanging up, Zhang Chu checked the time; it was only a little past nine. He figured Xiao Xu probably hadn't come to work yet. Despite his thoughts, he couldn't completely relax. He went to check on Xiao Xu in her office. When he pushed open the door, Xiao Xu was already there. His heart pounded. He went over and pretended to greet her. Xiao Xu asked when he had returned, then sat down and frantically searched for something on her desk. Zhang Chu noticed a slight blush on Xiao Xu's face. He felt that Xiao Xu would be uncomfortable with him there, and he himself felt uncomfortable too. He said something to Ms. Chen and then left.
Zhang Chu returned to his office and sat down, feeling very stifled. Several documents were on his desk, and while his eyes were on them, his mind was on Xiao Xu. It was as if something was punishing him, forcing him to miss her, and he was thinking about her in the most subtle ways. As he thought this, his penis became erect. He felt that this penis was shameless, always indulging in fantasies. As he thought this, his thoughts drifted to Shi Ming. He hadn't made love to Shiming in a long time. Shiming's warm body, her happy little hands, her joyful caresses—at this moment, he longed for them. As he craved these things, his penis throbbed inside his clothes, pounding like a drum, making his heart race even more. He thought, "I won't come to work tomorrow morning. Shiming will definitely go home after getting off the train. I'll wait for Shiming at home, wait for her embrace, wait for her kiss, wait for everything about her."
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that Ms. Chen had just asked him out. Ms. Chen always held him close, caressing him, lingering on him—those feelings were wonderful. He hadn't received Ms. Chen's caresses in a long time; her breasts, her nipples… When Zhang Chu thought of Ms. Chen's body, the image of Xiao Xu's tender, pink vulva floated before his eyes again, her thin labia hidden among a patch of soft pubic hair, fragrant and glistening. Zhang Chu thought, "When will I have Xiao Xu?" There
was still some time before dinner, and Xiao Wang sat at the table, diligently reviewing documents. Zhang Chu had no interest in looking at the dry documents. He got up and pulled out a copy of Nietzsche's *Thus Spoke Zarathustra* from the cabinet. He had read this book several times, but he found it increasingly difficult to understand. He randomly flipped to a chapter, "The Old Woman and the Young Woman." While Zarathustra was still confused about women, an old woman said to him, "Do you want to go to women? Don't forget to bring your whip." Zhang Chu was puzzled at this point. What kind of whip did the old woman want Zarathustra to bring? Nietzsche had gone to the theater many times to hear Bizet's *Carmen* when he wrote *Thus Spoke Zarathustra*. Carmen seduced Jose, who fell in love with her but couldn't conquer her, ultimately killing her. Zhang Chu felt that Nietzsche might have drawn some inspiration from Carmen; this whip likely referred to a man's phallus. Jose didn't have a strong phallus, so he couldn't conquer Carmen. The old woman might be Carmen herself. Carmen said, "Come to me, did you bring your phallus?"
Finally, it was time for dinner. After lunch, most of the staff went to the activity room to play cards and chess, and Xiao Wang from the office naturally went too. Zhang Chu, having not slept well the night before, was feeling sleepy. He was about to close the door and take a nap when he saw Xiao Xu coming up the stairs, so he stood at the door and greeted her. Xiao Xu went straight into Zhang Chu's office. As soon as she entered, Zhang Chu immediately closed the door and pulled her into his arms. Xiao Xu felt flustered by Zhang Chu's embrace and hesitantly asked him where he was going that night. Zhang Chu was conflicted by Xiao Xu's question; he wanted to be with her, but Ms. Chen had already made plans with her.
He could only tell Xiao Xu that he was going to a classmate's place that night and had some things to do. Xiao Xu said, "You've got my heart all tangled up." Zhang Chu didn't say anything. He touched Xiao Xu's face, then reached inside her clothes and touched her breasts before letting her leave.
Before leaving get off work, Ms. Chen arranged to meet him at the Rose Bar in Confucius Temple at 7:30. The Rose Bar is located near the Wende Bridge in Confucius Temple. The Wende Bridge is a famous bridge on the Qinhuai River, connecting Confucius Temple to the north, Shiba Street to the south, and Panchi Pond to the east. On the night of the 15th of the eleventh lunar month, half a moon is reflected in the water on both sides of the bridge, a unique sight in Nanjing. After finishing get off work, Zhang Chu rushed to the Rose Bar. After sitting down, he thought to himself, "Ms. Chen really knows how to choose a place." The windows of the bar were dark-colored, with sheer curtains hanging down, making the light dim. Looking out through the thin curtains, the upturned eaves of Kuiguang Pavilion, the exquisitely carved screen wall of Banyue Pond, the carved eaves and embroidered railings of Deyue Terrace, the riverside houses and water corridors on both sides of the Qinhuai River, and the antique-style painted boats on the surface of Panchi Pond, all looked like a rose-colored dream outside, very pleasing to the eye. It was just as Wen Yiduo said, looking at the scenery of Confucius Temple was like looking at "a beauty drying her hair behind a glass window after bathing." As Zhang Chu was thinking this, Ms. Chen walked in. She immediately sat down next to him, hugged him, and kissed him. Zhang Chu touched Ms. Chen's face, and she pressed herself even closer. The bar seats had high backs, making it difficult for people sitting in front and behind to see each other, and even standing up, visibility was poor in the dim light. Therefore, Ms. Chen felt comfortable around Zhang Chu. Soft, delicate music drifted through the bar like a dream, very enchanting.
Zhang Chu pressed a button on the table, and a woman came over to ask what he wanted. Zhang Chu ordered two fruit drinks. After the drinks arrived, Zhang Chu whispered to Ms. Chen, "Will you agree to what I said?" Ms. Chen ignored him and whispered in his ear, "I've missed you so much." As she spoke, she reached her hand inside Zhang Chu's clothes. Zhang Chu stopped her hand and asked if she would help him. As Ms. Chen stroked Zhang Chu's penis, she asked, "Is your classmate's wife pretty?" Zhang Chu found it amusing and said, "You're overthinking it. I hardly ever see my classmate. He only contacts me when he needs something. I've only seen his wife three or four times." Ms. Chen laughed at Zhang Chu's explanation and said, "Actually, I was just teasing you. Since you told me, I don't think you meant anything by it. I've already spoken to the people in the social affairs department; they need a typist. It's the deputy director who wants one. Don't blame me later." Zhang Chu said, "You were deliberately making things difficult for me. I was just thinking about how to convince you. Now I should thank you." Ms. Chen immediately patted Zhang Chu's face and said, "If you want to thank me, then love me. I made things difficult for you to please you, and even more so, to please it." As Ms. Chen said this, she smiled and gently rubbed Zhang Chu's penis. Zhang Chu then reached into Ms. Chen's breasts, pinched her breasts, and gently kneaded them. After a while, Ms. Chen said to Zhang Chu, "I can't stay with you today. My family told me to go home early before I leave work."
Hearing that Ms. Chen was leaving, Zhang Chu wanted to tease her. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Going home to have sex with your husband?" Ms. Chen said, "Yes." Zhang Chu said, "You're seductive down there?" "Yes." "You scream when your husband takes your virginity?" "Yes." Hearing Ms. Chen's repeated "yes," Zhang Chu became a little angry and reached out to grab her genitals hard. Ms. Chen, however, rested her head on Zhang Chu's shoulder without reacting.
Zhang Chu was puzzled. He cupped Ms. Chen's face and touched it; it was covered in tears. Zhang Chu was somewhat taken aback. He thought his words wouldn't hurt Ms. Chen. He hugged her and asked, "What's wrong?" Ms. Chen hugged Zhang Chu tightly and didn't say anything. After a while, Ms. Chen checked the time and realized it was time to leave, so she let go of Zhang Chu and stood up. Zhang Chu seemed somewhat dissatisfied and unwilling to get up. Ms. Chen helped him to his feet, and the two walked out the door together. At the door, still a little confused, Zhang Chu hugged Ms. Chen and said, "I'm sorry." Ms. Chen said, "It's not your fault." But Zhang Chu still couldn't let it go, his face darkening. Ms. Chen kissed Zhang Chu and whispered, "Don't be silly. Your sister Chen likes you. Being with you means I want
you to have your way with me." After Ms. Chen left, Zhang Chu didn't know where to go. Go home? He was alone at home, cold and desolate; he couldn't bear it. At that moment, he regretted making plans with Xiao Xu. Go to a classmate's or friend's house? He wasn't used to suddenly disturbing others. He walked along the road in Confucius Temple and unknowingly reached Wende Bridge. He leaned against the bridge, gazing at the bizarre ripples in the Pan Pond, feeling a sense of loss and emptiness he had never experienced before.
Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder. Zhang Chu turned around and saw it was Ms. Chen. He felt a surge of joy mixed with confusion. He immediately grabbed her hand and asked, "Didn't you say you were going home? Why haven't you left yet?" Ms. Chen hugged Zhang Chu and said, "I was worried about you being alone here. I left, but came back to check on you."
Hearing this, tears suddenly welled up in Zhang Chu's eyes. Ms. Chen didn't hold a place in his heart. Every time he was with her, he felt ashamed and even a little lonely afterward. But Ms. Chen's concern for him made him feel incredibly sad. He gently touched her face, thinking, "I must treat her better from now on." Ms. Chen hugged him for a while and said, "You should go back now. I have to go."
As Ms. Chen was about to leave, Zhang Chu hugged her again and kissed her, then pushed her away, saying he would walk around for a little while longer before leaving. After Ms. Chen left, Zhang Chu felt even emptier than before. He walked across Wende Bridge, onto Chaoku Street, and then into Shiba Street. Not far along, he saw a small Ming Dynasty brick building. Zhang Chu stood before it, hesitant. What was he doing here? This was a brothel, the Meixiang Tower, where the famous courtesan Li Xiangjun of Qinhuai once lived. But the former splendor of red dresses and green sleeves, accompanied by music and song, was long gone. In the dim light, the railings and eaves showed signs of wind and rain erosion. Men had squandered vast sums of money here, spending their lives, selling houses and land, just to spend a night with a prostitute and buy pleasure. As Zhang Chu thought this, he felt like he was in a maze, unable to find his way out. He even regretted not taking Xiao Xu last night, letting her suffer, and himself suffer. What about body and soul? The body is the living being, the soul is the dead being. To live is to have something to show. Eyes are for seeing, ears are for hearing, mouths are for eating and drinking, and the penis is for having sex with women. They are all part of the body and shouldn't be treated differently. If one is required to see in all directions, hear in all directions, and eat from all corners of the world, then what's wrong with the penis having sex with more women? What's the point of talking about morality and spiritual cultivation about it, or connecting it to the soul?
Why isn't the soul connected to the eyes, nose, ears, mouth, or even the anus? If "Adam" resisted his desires, he became a great man, but does that mean a man who jumps from the 48th floor and dies is even more of a great man? Zhang Chu suddenly felt that all of this was utterly absurd. To paraphrase Descartes, living is, for the eyes, "I see, therefore I am"; for the ears, "I hear, therefore I am"; for the mouth, "I eat, therefore I am"; for the penis, "I have sex, therefore I am." Truth, absolute truth.
Thinking of this, Zhang Chu felt an even greater sense of guilt towards Xiao Xu. They had always loved each other, open and honest with one another, without any barriers. He thought that perhaps Xiao Xu would be staying in the single dormitory building tonight; she should realize that he still loved her. He had told her in the office earlier that day that he wanted her. She might be waiting for him in the staff dormitory right now. Thinking this, Zhang Chu immediately turned around, walked to the main road, hailed a taxi, and rushed to the staff dormitory. Sitting in the car, he thought that once he got inside, he would hold her and tell her that last night was all a mistake, that he wanted her now, that he loved her…

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