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Chapter 3, Love Like a Young Man

Ye Hua and Zhou Xiao'e first met on a summer evening. The moment they met, they both felt almost simultaneously: This is the person I've been searching for all my life.

In an instant, they seemed to understand the meaning of "love at first sight."

Night had fallen, and the city lights were just coming on. This was the city's CBD. The beer stall next to the Lotus Supermarket was bustling with activity. This was a famous food street. Zhou Xiao'e wore faded jeans, her shirt casually tied at the waist. Her hair was simply tied in a neat ponytail. Her delicate features and fair skin further accentuated her youthful charm.
Ye Hua wore a white short-sleeved shirt, tied in a smart bun. Their eyes met. The spark of love ignited instantly. "Let's drink! Cheers to our meeting!" they urged each other, deferring to each other. Ripples spread through Zhou Xiao'e's heart: I've finally met him, my Prince Charming. Zhou Xiao'e had a shallow, almost invisible, scar about 1cm long on her left cheek, which only accentuated her delicate features. Ye Hua was deeply attracted by Zhou Xiao'e's unique charm.

They met through a radio program called "[Waiting for Love]," a dating show designed for urban youth. The female host, Hui Zi, captivated countless young men and women with her magnetic voice. As a loyal fan, Ye Hua would listen to the program every night before 8 PM. Accompanied by upbeat, soothing, or melancholic melodies, the program, with its youthful and sentimental songs and the host's humorous commentary, brought joy to countless young people. For lonely men and women, this program was their source of comfort.

[As night falls in the city, and the soul finds rest, a program that speaks to the soul opens its doors to you.] For family, for friends, for lovers, for those you can't forget, for those you'd love to befriend, for those you feel guilty towards, request a song, express your feelings, send a blessing—all on FM×××, all on "Those Who Understand Love," hosted by Huizi.

Actually, none of us truly understand love, but we are all people who love others and are loved in return.
Therefore, we should come together and enter "Those Who Understand Love." Through mobile text messages, China Mobile users can send SMS ×× to 10669××××; China Unicom users can send SMS ××10668×××××.
You can find your good friends, or someone worth holding hands with for life.

Although it's a repetitive phrase, it always sounds so warm. Ye Hua, eager to try, sent a friend-making message and unintentionally met Zhou Xiao'e.

This night was definitely a romantic and memorable one for Ye Hua and Zhou Xiao'e.

Amidst the swirling smoke, the bustling noise, and the refreshing coolness of draft beer, the two young people were immersed in the joy and sweetness of their first meeting. They were trying to guess each other's thoughts.

Slowly, as they drank and chatted, they learned more about each other.
Zhou Xiao'e worked in a textile factory, as a weaver in the weaving workshop. Ye Hua worked in a factory as a purchasing agent. Although their jobs were different, after an evening of conversation, they were very satisfied with each other, feeling no communication barriers but rather having endless things to say. It was truly a case of "Though our bodies are not adorned with the wings of a phoenix, our hearts are connected by a single thread of understanding." Before they knew it, it was late at night. A gentle summer breeze was blowing, and they walked hand in hand down the bustling street.

First love is sweet. In the days that followed, their minds were filled with thoughts of each other. Zhou Xiao'e longed to finish work quickly so she could see Ye Hua. Ye Hua also longed to finish work early so he could pick up the person he loved.
[Boom—Boom boom] Ye Hua started his Haojue 125 motorcycle and headed straight for the textile factory, as he had arranged
to pick up Zhou Xiao'e in the evening. Chasing the wind and moon, he sped along, a sharp stop bringing the motorcycle to a halt at the factory gate. The factory gate was bustling with people; it was rush hour.

[Hey, Ye Hua, you're so punctual! I just got off work.] It was Zhou Xiao'e's silvery laughter. [Picking
up a leader, how could I not be punctual?

] [You're all sweet talk! First, I'm just a worker at the factory; second, we just met, I haven't officially moved into your house yet, so how could I be a leader?]

[Then you're my future leader.]

[Get on!]

The Haojue motorcycle was really good; both the shock absorption and acceleration were excellent. Speeding up like lightning, Zhou Xiao'e had to hug Ye Hua tightly. Her full breasts pressed against his back, and her pretty face pressed against his body. A sweet sense of happiness completely enveloped Zhou Xiao'e. Being beside the person she loved most at this moment, she felt a happiness she had never experienced before.

She was home. The delicious aroma of food wafted through the air. The house was impeccably clean. It was Zhou Xiao'e's first time visiting Ye Hua's home, and she was both delighted and curious. She carefully looked around the house. It was a typical two-bedroom apartment. The wooden floor in the living room was spotless. Ye Hua himself said that he often sat quietly on the wooden floor alone, like in meditation, listening to the radio. That was his most peaceful moment.

[Clang clang clang clang…] The food was served. A table full of dishes, and Zhou Xiao'e saw that they were all her favorites. Wow, there was even her favorite dry-pot spicy duck head! In this hot summer, a refreshing draft beer was naturally indispensable. After a few pounds of draft beer, she was already feeling a little tipsy. Ye Hua said: "Let me tell you a joke."
[A bull galloped up to a cow grazing and said, "Run!" The cow asked, "Why?" "Brother Bottle is here to brag!" The cow said, "Why are you running if you're just bragging?" The bull said, "Brother Bottle not only brags, he talks nonsense too!"] [Who is Brother Bottle?]

[A colleague of mine. I often tease him.]

Ye Hua's humorous remarks delighted Zhou Xiao'e. After dinner, they went to Ye Hua's study. In front of the desk was a bookshelf filled with books of all kinds. There were also some philosophy books on the shelf, such as Nietzsche, Schopenhauer, Pascal, and Wang Yangming—books she had never read or even heard of before when she was in vocational school. On the bookshelf was a collection of poems, *New Leaves*. Zhou Xiao'e picked it up and casually flipped through it. The first poem read:
"Street Trees"

Silently walking in the city / The city's monsoon blows / In the afterglow of the setting sun /

You all raise your hands together / Towards the receding horizon

/ The train rushes past / Time shines in the sky /

You are a landscape easily overlooked yet indispensable /

A crescent moon hangs up / Casting your swaying shadows / You are a desolate embellishment /

Migratory birds return / Winter goes and spring comes / In the cycle of years /

You silently wait / Silently wait in this lonely yet noisy, bustling yet desolate city /
Street trees / I know / You are waiting with unwavering hearts /

In my heart /

I offer you my most sincere respect /

And my deepest blessings…

The second poem: "Fish Swimming in the Sunset Glow"

In the afterglow of the setting sun,

your scales gleam

…

We are fish swimming in the sunset glow

…

Your scales hang on the soft water plants …

...

You are dead

...

Colorful balloons and kites rose from the lawn, and laughter

filled the air as Abing's "Erquan Yingyue" played by the overpass

...

[You wrote this?] Zhou Xiao'e asked, almost with admiration.

[It's just a doodle, I hope you don't find it laughable.]

[Ye Hua, although I don't understand what you wrote, I think you're amazing! It just feels a bit melancholic!]

[It's just a state of mind, take your time to understand it.]

The chandelier in the room was too bright, so it wasn't turned on; only the desk lamp was on. The orange light made Zhou Xiao'e's face even more alluring. What puzzled Zhou Xiao'e was that Ye Hua, besides talking about his company and profession, talked very little about himself.

[This month I'm going back to your hometown with you, to see what it's like there? To see what your parents do.] Xiao'e smiled gently. [It's fine to see, you're welcome anytime, but my parents are farmers who toil in the fields, so there won't be anything that will make you overjoyed.] Ye Hua said calmly.
Zhou Xiao'e pinched Ye Hua's straight nose; it was a handsome, romantic, yet melancholic face that captivated her. [Are you afraid to take me home? Afraid I won't be able to show you off?]

[How could that be? You're joking! You're so beautiful! It's not that, I just think it doesn't matter whether I see you or not!]

Although Zhou Xiao'e's parents were far away in Northeast China, she had always lived in W City. Her accent didn't have that typical Northeastern slang. After graduating from technical school, she easily got a job in a textile factory through recruitment. Ye Hua didn't realize that the anxious Zhou Xiao'e was desperately seeking the approval of his family; her parents, far away in Heilongjiang, had repeatedly urged her to get married. And Ye Hua was her ideal choice. After much deliberation, she had finally found her beloved in the dim light, and she couldn't let him slip away. Zhou Xiao'e didn't know that Ye Hua had been suffering from depression for five or six years, and had only recently emerged from the depths of his own depression. Zhou Xiao'e, like the winter sun, was slowly melting the ice in Ye Hua's heart. It wasn't that Ye Hua didn't want to take Zhou Xiao'e back to his hometown to meet his parents. Ye Hua still lacked a firm belief in his future; he was lonely and wild, filled with doubt: could he provide Zhou Xiao'e with the life she wanted? He remained confused. He thought he'd wait a while. Although Zhou Xiao'e repeatedly tested Ye Hua, she ultimately didn't get the deeper information she wanted about his background. From the bookshelf, she saw another photo album that caught her eye: [Three-Day Trip to Dali]
Zhou Xiao'e: [You've been to Dali? Ye Hua]

Ye Hua: [I went with my colleagues on a company trip. The Cangshan Mountains were like a screen, and Erhai Lake was like a mirror; the scenery was truly beautiful. If you have time, I can take you there!]

Zhou Xiao'e: [Then let's pinky swear! You have to take me there sometime, you have to keep your promise! I only knew about Dali from martial arts movies! I long for this place so much!]

They agreed to travel to Dali together sometime, to see the verdant Cangshan Mountains and the blue Erhai Lake, and even to go to Lijiang to see a roaring bonfire.

This night brought Zhou Xiao'e so much sweetness and joy. "

[Stay here tonight? One room each, that's fine. I won't knock on your door tonight.]" Ye Hua said casually. "

[I have to go home tonight. Although my parents aren't around, my younger brother is. If I don't go home, he'll call our parents to let us know.]" "

[I'll take you home later.]"

Ye Hua's place wasn't far from Zhou Xiao'e's, only about 3 kilometers away.

A few days later, Ye Hua gave Zhou Xiao'e the key to his house. Their relationship progressed quickly, although they hadn't yet been intimate. But they clearly considered each other close. Ye Hua only worked day shifts, while Zhou Xiao'e worked three shifts. On her days off, Zhou Xiao'e would go to the market to buy groceries, cook, and wait for Ye Hua to come home, acting as if she were the lady of Ye Hua's house. What pleased Ye Hua was that Zhou Xiao'e's Northeastern stew was delicious; it was simply potatoes, eggplant, and other ingredients all stewed together in one pot. What surprised him even more was that when Zhou Xiao'e made dumplings, she didn't use a knife to cut the dough;
she tore it by hand making it even more uniform than if she used a knife. This made Ye Hua look at Zhou Xiao'e with even greater admiration.

When Zhou Xiao'e worked the afternoon or night shift, Ye Hua would get up in the middle of the night to send her a text message.
Gradually, Zhou Xiao'e became dependent on and accustomed to Ye Hua's text message greetings. If she didn't receive one one night, she would feel empty inside. Zhou Xiao'e's afternoon shift was usually from 3 pm to 12 pm, often working in the factory workshop under temperatures of 40 degrees Celsius. After her afternoon shift, when she came to Ye Hua's place, there would be a watermelon thoroughly chilled in cold water. The refreshing, slightly cool sensation when she ate it deeply moved Zhou Xiao'e. Even after staying for two or three hours, Zhou Xiao'e insisted on returning to her own place. The two were immersed in the sweetness of their passionate love, yet they never crossed the line. Ye Hua never made any unreasonable demands. In Zhou Xiao'e's heart, Ye Hua was already a very good husband, not only talented but also incredibly considerate, making her feel so happy this past year.

Their first physical intimacy came a few days later.

One weekend, Zhou Xiao'e was working the afternoon shift (from 3 pm to midnight). Ye Hua accompanied her to the shopping center early in the morning, and they shopped for quite a while. After eating out, they returned to Ye Hua's home at exactly midnight.

Zhou Xiao'e: [You've sweated so much, let's take a shower.]

Ye Hua: [You go ahead and shower, the water from the solar water heater is quite hot. I'll organize some company documents.]

[Splash splash splash] The warm water flowing over her body from the showerhead felt so good. Xiao'e washed herself thoroughly, feeling completely clean.

[Ye Hua, aren't you going to shower? It's so hot, I see you've sweated a lot too!] After saying that

, Zhou Xiao'e, wrapped in a bath towel and slippers, came out. Her wet hair and cool clothes accentuated her vibrant youthful energy. [Whirlwind], the sound of a hairdryer; Xiao'e was drying her hair. Ye Hua went to the bathroom and showered and washed himself thoroughly. He came out afterward. Xiao'e was probably tired; she lay quietly on the bed, seemingly asleep. The curtains were half-drawn, but the window was open, letting in a cool breeze. The breeze lifted Xiao'e's thin skirt, revealing her pubic area to Ye Hua, making his blood boil and his heart race. Was Xiao'e not wearing underwear?
Zhou Xiao'e's pubic hair seemed to have been trimmed into an inverted triangle, and her labia were pink and bright. Perhaps she had been working hard these past few days, working overtime continuously? Her legs were spread wide apart. Her beautiful, flower-like secret garden was now fully revealed to Ye Hua. Seeing her sleeping so soundly, Ye Hua couldn't bear to wake her. He slowly approached her and gently kissed Xiao'e. Xiao'e opened her sleepy eyes.

Ye Hua: [Xiao'e, you must be exhausted these past few days? You fell asleep so quickly. Did you not realize you were exposed just now?]

Zhou Xiao'e: [What? What did you see, you bad boy!] She playfully punched Ye Hua with her small fist.

[You weren't wearing underwear. The wind blew, and I saw everything. Haha.]

[Thump thump thump] Ye Hua took a few punches, but felt no pain, only a tickle like a mosquito bite.

He suddenly pressed his lips to Zhou Xiao'e's. Zhou Xiao'e responded skillfully. The air froze for a moment. They frantically searched each other's tongues, swallowing each other's saliva.

Zhou Xiao'e's delicate fragrance, like an aphrodisiac, intoxicated Ye Hua. They removed each other's clothes and began to face each other naked. Ye Hua's muscular body dazzled Xiao'e even more. Zhou Xiao'e felt her breasts begin to swell, and under Ye Hua's caresses, she felt her clitoris become engorged with blood. At this moment, like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, their desire was instantly ignited.

Zhou Xiao'e felt her vagina becoming wet and slippery, and her juices began to flow. She thought to herself, "How pathetic," but her heart desperately needed a thick, large penis to quickly penetrate and fill her empty, swollen vagina.
Ye Hua was held tightly by Zhou Xiao'e's arms, her full, elastic breasts pressed against his chest. He began to feel hot and bothered, and his penis, like an unruly iron rod, was already erect.

Ye Hua quickly took a condom from the wardrobe and put it on. Zhou Xiao'e was already burning with desire. The spear plunged straight in, [whoosh] thrusting in all the way, reaching Zhou Xiao'e's core.

[Ah, finally inside.]

The floodgates of pleasure opened in an instant, Zhou Xiao'e's legs clamping tightly around Ye Hua's buttocks. This was probably an uncontrollable, natural reaction to the sudden insertion of his penis.

Ye Hua began to spread Zhou Xiao'e's legs. He used the "Eighteen Styles of the Old Man Pushing the Cart" technique, sometimes thrusting rapidly, sometimes slowly withdrawing and shallowly inserting, masterfully employing the nine shallow thrusts and one deep thrust. His thick penis stirred and pounded in Zhou Xiao'e's secret garden…

Zhou Xiao'e longed to experience the pleasures of love with Ye Hua as soon as possible. She loved Ye Hua too much, afraid that she wouldn't be able to restrain herself and would appear as a lustful woman in front of him, ruining herself. Ye Hua also longed to penetrate Zhou Xiao'e's secret garden as soon as possible; those full, white breasts, that flawless skin—just thinking about it made him unable to resist. But deep down, he was searching for love, a true home for a prodigal son. So, when facing Zhou Xiao'e, he had to calm down. At that moment, Zhou Xiao'e was moaning and murmuring beneath him. He thrust forcefully, a release of desire, a liberation of life. Zhou Xiao'e was beyond control.

"Husband, so deep, so deep, you're killing me… ah…" Ye Hua pushed his penis deep to the bottom,
increasing the pace. Beads of sweat dripped down his face, landing on Zhou Xiao'e's full, white breasts.
It was visually striking; Xiao'e's full breasts rose and fell like waves with the impact of sex. Ye Hua couldn't resist taking one of Zhou Xiao'e's nipples into his mouth, while his penis didn't stop. His tongue smacked and kissed, making Zhou Xiao'e feel a tingling sensation. He kissed both breasts thoroughly.

[Slap slap slap] Their pubic bones collided, and the bed began to creak.

[Husband, I'm going to die... ah] Zhou Xiao'e was already moaning incessantly. Because of the deep, forceful thrusting, Ye Hua's penis accidentally slipped out.

[Husband, don't use this thing, I'm in my safe period now.]

Zhou Xiao'e took off Ye Hua's condom and threw it off the bed with a [thud]. She desperately needed to be completely intertwined with Ye Hua, not need a raincoat to soothe her, especially with the person she loved most.
[Baby, let's change positions, come on, lie down.]

[No, Ye Hua, it will hurt a lot.]

Unable to resist Ye Hua, Zhou Xiao'e still bent over and lay on the edge of the bed. Ye Hua's glans was already covered in Zhou Xiao'e's vaginal fluid, and he easily slid in.

[Ah, it hurts...] Zhou Xiao'e cried out.

Zhou Xiao'e's [S]-shaped figure was visually striking, and Ye Hua continued to thrust forcefully. Ye Hua began to stroke Zhou Xiao'e's two full breasts while thrusting.

[Ah, husband, it's too deep, be gentle.] "Ah..." Xiao'e murmured.

Ye Hua, instead, increased the speed of his thrusts, large beads of sweat dripping down his face, landing on Zhou Xiao'e's smooth, jade-like back. Her vaginal fluid began to flow out, and with each thrust, Zhou Xiao'e's anus became a white, viscous mess, smeared with the fluid. Ye Hua thrust forcefully, making Zhou Xiao'e's labia slap loudly.

Zhou Xiao'e felt as if she were about to reach the summit of a mountain range. Ye Hua, on the other hand, felt as if he were in a warm, slippery swamp, sinking deeper and deeper.

The two changed positions again; Zhou Xiao'e tightly wrapped her arms around Ye Hua's neck, sitting on his lap, facing him, his penis moving up and down inside her vagina. Ye Hua lifted Zhou Xiao'e's buttocks up and down, pushing his penis upwards with both hands to save her effort. While supporting her buttocks, Ye Hua also stimulated her labia, causing her to experience wave after wave of orgasms and moan uncontrollably.

Finally, a gush of heat erupted, and they both reached the peak of their sexual desire, embracing each other tightly. After a long while, Ye Hua slowly withdrew his penis. The instant Ye Hua pulled out, Zhou Xiao'e squeezed her legs together, afraid that the semen mixed with her vaginal fluids would drip onto the sheets and stain the bed. They both

collapsed on the bed, their previous immersion having made them forget everything. Ye Hua stroked Zhou Xiao'e's fluffy hair, "[Your hair is messy again, and you're sweating. You're all sticky. Go take a shower!]" "
[Hurry up, Ye Hua, it's almost time for work.]" Zhou Xiao'e glanced at her watch and

quickly rinsed off. They hurriedly dressed, hopped on their motorcycle, and sped off to Zhou Xiao'e's workplace.

That evening, upon learning that Zhou Xiao'e might leave work an hour early and start her day shift again at 7:30 the next day, Ye Hua waited for her at the factory gate. "

[Ye Hua, I'm going to get some rest tonight. You've made my stomach hurt so much, you bad boy! I'm staying at your place tonight, but you're not allowed to touch me!]" Zhou Xiao'e said playfully. "

[Okay, whatever the boss tells me to do. Hehe.]"

On the way back, Zhou Xiao'e decided to call her parents in Northeast China to report on her marriage plans, even though it was late at night.

They stopped by the roadside.

The call connected: "[Mom, a colleague introduced me to someone, and it seems alright. I'm with him now, and I want him to say a few words to you.]" The older generation didn't approve of dating through radio. Zhou Xiao'e didn't dare tell her mother the truth about how she met Ye Hua, but cleverly covered it up with a lie.

Zhou Xiao'e handed the phone to Ye Hua. Ye Hua greeted Zhou Xiao'e's mother very politely. He said that meeting Xiao'e was fate, and he would definitely get along well with her. He also said that he would definitely take good care of the elders in the future, which made Zhou Xiao'e's mother very happy.

Ye Hua then handed the phone to Zhou Xiao'e. [Xiao'e, I know you've always been proud, but you must know that good looks alone are not enough. Although I haven't met this young man, from just a few words, I can tell that he is polite, cultured, and a good young man. Since you two are destined to be together, you must cherish it, treat him well, and don't be petty...] The old woman repeatedly advised Zhou Xiao'e.
After the two went home and washed up, they talked some more, and the clock had quietly passed midnight. Time flew by for them; the time they spent together seemed to pass in a blur, as if they had only exchanged a few words before it was already one or two in the morning. Zhou Xiao'e lay down on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep. Seeing Zhou Xiao'e sleeping so soundly, Ye Hua felt a sense of peace and tranquility. Before long, he too drifted off to sleep. Zhou Xiao'e's arms were now tightly wrapped around Ye Hua's neck, and one of her legs was draped over his.

A pleasant cell phone alarm woke them from their deep sleep.

[Let's go out to eat? Xiao'e, let's go to the entrance of the neighborhood for some baked buns.]

[Sure. I haven't had baked buns in ages.]

After a quick wash, the two went out and arrived at the baked flatbread shop at the entrance of the residential area.

"Hello, Uncle!" Ye Hua looked up; the little girl had grown so much.

"Xiao'e, this is the shop owner's daughter, Pingping. She's seven years old now. I saw her when she was only three. She's grown so tall, time flies!"

"Yes, this girl is so fair-skinned, so adorable," Zhou Xiao'e exclaimed.

They ordered baked flatbread and tofu pudding. The hot baked flatbread tasted so delicious. This baked flatbread shop was very popular; the ingredients were high-quality, and the owner was very welcoming. The owner was most pleased not only by the good business but also by the fact that his daughter was growing more and more beautiful, like a flower, a true beauty in the making; everyone who saw her would praise her. After

leaving the shop, Zhou Xiao'e took Ye Hua's arm and said, "Ye Hua, do you think if we had a child, would it be as fair-skinned as this shop owner's daughter?"

"A child?" Ye Hua was taken aback. Then he was pinched, a sharp pain shooting through him. [Ouch, that's so mean
, grandma!]

Zhou Xiao'e pinched him hard: [What are you thinking? Still fickle, you heartbreaker?
Are you planning to have a baby with another woman?] Zhou Xiao'e's smile was forced.

Zhou Xiao'e was already planning their married life so quickly. This was a bit overwhelming for Ye Hua. He quickly recovered.

[It's definitely going to be like you, you're so fair-skinned, it might be different if it were like me. But I wasn't dark-skinned before, I got my tan from sunbathing, it's a healthy wheat color! Haha]

Zhou Xiao'e leaned her head on Ye Hua's shoulder.

[Keep it down, keep it down, there are so many people coming and going, be mindful of your image. Cough cough…] Ye Hua coughed a few times.
He had to hurry to work, so Ye Hua quickly went to the bike shed, pushed his motorcycle out, and took Zhou Xiao'e to work. Although their companies weren't in the same place, they were on the same line. After dropping Zhou Xiao'e off, Ye Hua rushed to his company.

"Today's been so hectic, another busy day," Ye Hua thought to himself.

For several days in a row, the two of them had been inseparable, neither getting enough rest and both feeling sleep-deprived. "

[Ye Hua, I won't be coming to your place after work these next few days. I want to catch up on my sleep; I'm exhausted all day. Although I miss you! You can come see me if you're free tonight.]" Zhou Xiao'e sent a text message.
Ye Hua was just as tired; he almost fell asleep during a meeting at the company, listening to the long and tedious reports. He also needed to catch up on sleep at night. For several days, the two exchanged simple phone calls and text messages, remaining peaceful. "
[Ye Hua, I miss you. Come to my house if you're free.]" Ye Hua received a text message from Zhou Xiao'e at six o'clock in the evening. Ye Hua

went to the market and bought two large watermelons, taking them to Zhou Xiao'e's house. Zhou Xiao'e had just finished showering.

"[I've been so sleep-deprived these past few days, how about you?]

" "Me too." [

My brother won't be back until very late. Let's talk. I haven't seen you for days, I miss you so much! Do you miss me?]

[Yes, I do. A day apart feels like three autumns.]

[Hmph, I knew it, you're just all talk.]

Zhou Xiao'e was temporarily staying at her brother's house. Her parents didn't live in this city, and since her brother was still young, Xiao'e helped him buy this apartment. It was 87 square meters, not too big or too small, a two-bedroom apartment. Her brother was a chef, and his girlfriend was a waitress at a restaurant. According to Xiao'e, her brother worked as a chef at a well-known seafood restaurant, and he and the waitress started flirting and eventually got together.

Couples in love always feel that time flies by too quickly. Before they knew it, it was past nine o'clock at night. Ye Hua got up to say goodbye to Xiao'e. When Zhou Xiao'e saw Ye Hua to the door, Ye Hua turned around and kissed her. To Ye Hua's surprise, Zhou Xiao'e's lips were like a suction cup, firmly attached to his, and he couldn't break free.

That's life; when you can't escape it, you might as well accept it and enjoy it. Ye Hua and Zhou Xiao'e returned to the house, kissing as they walked, until they reached Zhou Xiao'e's room. "It's only been a few days, why is Zhou Xiao'e so greedy?" Ye Hua thought to himself. He was about to leave, but the beautiful woman wouldn't let him go.
Their kiss was passionate and intense, Zhou Xiao'e kissing Ye Hua wantonly, swallowing his saliva with abandon. Ye Hua felt as if Zhou Xiao'e was about to rape him. He could only passively cooperate. The two were no longer restrained, unlike the first time. Ye Hua touched Zhou Xiao'e's crotch. "Wow, it's soaking wet."
Ye Hua: "[You little slut, you're all wet.]"

Zhou Xiao'e's lips didn't leave Ye Hua's. She continued to kiss him greedily, as if he owed her many kisses after not seeing her for several days, without offering any explanation. Her hands were groping and searching. She couldn't hide the fervor in her heart. She traced a circle with her index finger around Ye Hua's crotch.

Zhou Xiao'e: [You're about to burst your pants! And you still have the nerve to say I should do it! Haha, let me check.]
She skillfully unzipped Ye Hua's pants and pulled out his engorged, iron-like penis.
[Haha, it's really scary, so big.]

[Big? Don't you like it?] Last time, this big penis had already plunged Zhou Xiao'e into a bottomless state of pleasure, and she jokingly gave it a squeeze.

[What do you want to do, grandma? Do you want to cripple me?]

[Yes, I want to cripple you, who told you to grow such a big thing! It hurts me, but I crave it when I don't.] After saying that, she inserted the thick penis into her already wet vagina. The thick and long penis initially made Zhou Xiao'e feel a little sore, but after a few thrusts, it was a pleasure that penetrated to the bone.
Zhou Xiao'e's burning desire made Ye Hua feel himself burning as well.

Ye Hua first spread Zhou Xiao'e's thighs and thrust forcefully. He spread Zhou Xiao'e's legs wide apart. It seemed that only in this way could he feel the most stimulation. Each time, he thrust all the way in, hitting her G-spot.

[Ah, husband, you're so amazing! You're so strong! Ah!]

Zhou Xiao'e began to moan repeatedly. Zhou Xiao'e would also use her vagina to tighten and loosen around Ye Hua's penis, making Ye Hua almost ejaculate.

Ye Hua picked Zhou Xiao'e up and pinned her against the wall, thrusting hard, his eyes revealing a fierce determination.

[Slap slap slap] Back on the bed, Zhou Xiao'e lay on the edge of the bed. Ye Hua held her waist and trembled violently,
making Zhou Xiao'e's labia make a series of sounds. Because of the excessive force, he felt that his testicles hurt from trembling.
Hearing the slapping sounds, Zhou Xiao'e couldn't take it anymore. She began to moan and groan incessantly.
Ye Hua, drenched in sweat, thrust wildly into Zhou Xiao'e's rear.

A full stream of semen gushed out and shot into Zhou Xiao'e's womb. After a quick cleanup, Zhou Xiao'e lay quietly on the bed, savoring the blissful pleasure of sex. Ye Hua kissed her forehead, went out, and sped away on his motorcycle.

Zhou Xiao'e decided to have her younger brother and sister-in-law meet Ye Hua first, since they had known each other for quite some time.

Another evening passed, and Ye Hua attended a dinner party organized by Zhou Xiao'e for the first time as her boyfriend. However, the reception was less than ideal. Perhaps Zhou Xiao'e's brother, a chef, and Ye Hua didn't have much in common.
He didn't approve of his future brother-in-law, concluding that he was evasive, incoherent, and smooth-talking, lacking sincerity.

It's true that everyone has their own taste; Zhou Xiao'e liked it, but her brother didn't. However, Zhou Xiao'e was someone who cared a lot about what others thought.

One day, Zhou Xiao'e roared, "[Ye Hua, what's going on? Explain yourself!]"

Zhou Xiao'e pointed to the Hua Hong feminine wash she'd found in a neglected corner.

Ye Hua: "[The house was rented out before; it might have been left behind by the previous tenant.]"

Zhou Xiao'e: "[Is that true?]" Zhou Xiao'e was somewhat skeptical. Is

it a case of "only officials are allowed to set fires, but commoners are forbidden even to light lamps"? So what if it was left by an ex-girlfriend? Ye Hua felt indignant. Ye Hua suddenly remembered that this might be the work of that lustful woman, Ji Xiaoling, before she left.

In the days that followed, Zhou Xiao'e's constant nitpicking made Ye Hua very unhappy. Zhou Xiao'e repeatedly mentioned to Ye Hua how good her ex-boyfriend was to her, and some small details became the starting point for her unfounded accusations against Ye Hua. For example, Ye Hua rarely took Zhou Xiao'e out to eat, Zhou Xiao'e loved spicy skewers from street vendors but Ye Hua always forbade her to buy them, and Zhou Xiao'e always liked to buy snacks at the supermarket, which Ye Hua also disapproved of.

Actually, Ye Hua was also indignant. "Zhou Xiao'e, I don't let you eat those shady things because I don't want you to eat gutter oil, and my good intentions are wasted. Your brother doesn't approve of me, but you do approve of me. You're living with me, not your brother. Humor is my style, it's fine if you don't like it. Even if your ex-boyfriend was good to you, you can go find them, why are you coming to me? I'm not going to hold it against you, but you keep nagging..."

In the following days, Zhou Xiao'e complained bitterly, but Ye Hua didn't try to defend her. Other things could be forgiven, but Zhou Xiao'e's frequent mentions of her ex-boyfriend became the final straw that broke him. He couldn't tolerate a woman questioning his feelings; it was a desecration of his pure emotions and an insult to his character.

Perhaps Zhou Xiao'e wanted to win over Ye Hua's family. But Ye Hua was just that kind of person, never trying to please others, much less doing so against his conscience.

The two remained in a stalemate for two weeks. This Wednesday, Ye Hua took a day off from work. He decided to visit Zhou Xiao'e, to find out what was going on, and to understand her thoughts. Zhou Xiao'e was working the night shift and was home during the day.

[Knock knock knock].

Zhou Xiao'e opened the door, looking haggard.

[You're here! I thought you'd never contact me again?]

[How could I? I came today to ask you what you truly think.]

[Do you know how much I care about you!] Ye Hua's nose stung, but he held it back.

[You dare say you care about me, Ye Hua? You say you care about me, so why don't you make even the slightest change for me?] Zhou Xiao'e cried, tears streaming down her face. Her face was like a pear blossom in the rain. "

[Listen to me, things aren't what you think. If you want me to change, I can change slowly...]" "

[I used to think you were so smooth, but I didn't expect you to be such a stubborn mule!]" Xiao'e cried, tears streaming down her face.
...

They used to be so happy. Ye Hua liked to go to parks, Xiao'e liked to browse clothing stores. Ye Hua liked to go to restaurants, Xiao'e liked to eat at street stalls. Ye Hua was used to using travel guides, Xiao'e preferred to wander around. Ye Hua always walked too fast, Xiao'e always chased after him, calling out. Ye Hua always smoked in the room, Xiao'e always got up too late. Ye Hua liked to invite friends over, Xiao'e thought it was romantic to be alone with him. They didn't distinguish between men and women's towels in the bathroom, but in the end, the closer they got, the more arguments they had. "

[Don't cry, baby, it's not pretty like this!]" Ye Hua pulled Zhou Xiao'e into his arms, and they kissed passionately.
Who says tears aren't the gunpowder of love? Passion ignited again, and on the sofa in the living room, they began to make love wildly once more. Xiao'e clung tightly to Ye Hua, using all her strength, as if afraid he would fly away. Ye Hua pulled down Xiao'e's panties, lifted her skirt, and without much foreplay, thrust inside her. It was still so wet and slippery. Still so hot. The two of them were frantically trying to devour each other. They wanted to forget all their unhappiness in this lovemaking. Ye Hua thrust in and out relentlessly, and Xiao'e moaned. Xiao'e floated up again. She enjoyed the pleasure Ye Hua brought her, his large glans pressing against her clitoris. Her body began to convulse, experiencing one orgasm after another.

"Husband, you're so handsome! You're the most handsome today," she said, her eyes filled with desire.

"Husband! I need to pee! Come on, give it to me, give it to me…"

Ye Hua didn't stop there. He spread Xiao'e's buttocks and thrust vigorously. He used all his strength, using every ounce of power, to release all his pent-up frustration. He wanted to use this sex to ease their tension. He had no reason not to give it his all.

*Slap slap slap*, he closed his eyes and mechanically thrust in and out.

Zhou Xiao'e pushed Ye Hua onto the sofa and straddled him. She turned around on top of him, slowly stroking him. She closed her eyes, making "ya ya" sounds to match her own rhythm.
It was as if Ye Hua's penis had become her personal meat stick, to be used however she wanted. She began to stroke him rapidly in the cowgirl position, like riding a galloping horse. *Slap slap slap*, Zhou Xiao'e's labia made a crisp sound against Ye Hua's testicles.

Finally, Ye Hua picked up Zhou Xiao'e, supporting her buttocks with his hands and began a frenzied series of thrusts. As Ye Hua lifted her up, and as Zhou Xiao'e's buttocks fell, Ye Hua used his hands to tease her thick labia.
Zhou Xiao'e felt incredibly happy; she was intoxicated. She cried out, "Ah, mmm," "Husband,
fuck me, fuck me to death!" "Fuck this little slut to death!"

[Ah, ah.] He ejaculated. Ye Hua felt he had shot all his essence into Zhou Xiao'e's uterus. He pulled out his penis and wiped it with a tissue. Zhou Xiao'e slumped on the sofa, closed her eyes, and fell into deep thought.

After a passionate sexual encounter, there was an awkward silence. What puzzled Ye Hua was that Zhou Xiao'e was someone who could separate sex and love so easily. The sexual encounter just now was so intense. Ye Hua had originally wanted to break the deadlock, but the result disappointed him greatly. This sexual encounter did little to improve their already strained relationship, and Zhou Xiao'e did not make many concessions.

A clear, moonlit night.

Zhou Xiao'e: [Ye Hua, do you know? For the past week, I've been in a daze, absent-minded, like I've gone mad. My mind is filled with your image.]

Ye Hua: [I've also had many sleepless nights. But with you by my side, I can sleep peacefully.] Zhou

Xiao'e: [I've thought about it for a long time, let's break up. You're someone who doesn't easily compromise with yourself or reality. I don't want to love like this, so conflicted, so painful. If this continues, I'll go crazy.]
Ye Hua: [Xiao'e, I know: you can rattle off five reasons, eight reasons for breaking up! I just want to say it one more time, I love you!!!]

Zhou Xiao'e: [Can we continue? We've suffered for so long, and we still can't forgive each other, is there any reason to continue?]

...

Ye Hua: [Since you insist on breaking up, I can't force you. Happy breakup, I wish you happiness, I wish you find someone better! Xiao'e!] His eyes were moistened by something inexplicable.

...

Is imperfect love the most beautiful? Did the two of them just break up like this?

The two of them hugged each other, and then went in different directions. There's a song that goes like this: [Later I finally learned how to love, but you had already gone far away and disappeared into the sea of people. Later I finally understood in tears that some people, once missed, are gone forever.

]

Gardenia petals fall onto my blue pleated skirt.

"I love you," you whispered.

I lowered my head and smelled a fragrance.

That eternal night, the midsummer of my seventeenth year, the night you kissed me—that night, in all my years since, whenever I feel a pang of emotion,
I always think of that starlight.

Why was love so simple back then? And why must

young people hurt the ones they deeply love ? In this similar late night, are you also quietly regretting and grieving? If we hadn't been so stubborn back then, we wouldn't have so many regrets now. How do you remember me? With a smile or in silence? Over the years, has anyone been able to keep you from being lonely? Later, I finally learned how to love, but you were already gone, disappeared into the sea of people. Later… Finally, through tears, I understood that some people, once missed, are gone forever. How do you remember me, with a smile or in silence? Over the years, has anyone been able to keep you from being lonely? Later , I finally learned how to love, but you had already gone far away and disappeared into the sea of people. Later, through tears, I understood that some people, once missed, are gone forever. Later, I finally learned how to love, but you had already gone far away and disappeared into the sea of people. Later, through tears, I understood that some people, once missed, are gone forever and will never come back. There was a boy who loved that girl. In the days that followed, Zhou Xiao'e and Ye Hua dared not listen to Milk Tea's song "Later," which was their favorite song to listen to and sing at the time. Just as the song says: when they learned how to love, the other person had already disappeared into the sea of people. They shouldn't have so easily said the words "break up," because: some people, once missed, are truly gone forever... Chapter 4: Are You the One I Love Most? Ye Hua's heart felt as if it had been stabbed hard by Zhou Xiao'e. He was unwilling and dared not believe in those chance encounters and romances on the radio anymore. Ye Hua was already somewhat desperate. Love seemed to have become something unattainable. One weekend, after shopping in the city, Ye Hua got off the bus at four o'clock in the afternoon. He saw a girl who looked like a middle school student stumble and almost fall. Ye Hua quickly helped her up. The girl's face was pale. "[Should I take you to the hospital?]" Ye Hua asked worriedly. "[No need. Do you live nearby? I've been working overtime a lot lately, and I have low blood sugar. The bus was crowded and stuffy, so I wanted to get some fresh air. I'll be fine after a short rest.]" The girl probably felt Ye Hua wasn't a bad person, which is why she said that. " [My home isn't far. Can you walk?]" Ye Hua asked. " [Just help me walk,]" the girl said weakly, each word distinct. Ye Hua helped the girl up; she felt like a noodle. " [We're home.]" The girl sat on the sofa, unable to sit still. Ye Hua quickly found some brown sugar, dissolved it in warm water, and made a large bowl of brown sugar water. The girl finished it. The girl struggled to leave, but when she stood up, she still looked weak and listless. Ye Hua said, "Why don't you rest at my place and take a nap? Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Just close your eyes and take a nap, maybe you'll feel better." The girl looked at Ye Hua; he was so handsome, how could he be a bad person? The girl lay down, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep. She didn't know how long she slept, but when she opened her eyes, it was already dark. She smelled the delicious aroma of food and felt hungry. Ye Hua was cooking in the kitchen. The meal was almost ready. He heard the radio playing and knew he was fiddling with it. "Girl, you're awake?" Ye Hua asked. "Yes!" The girl lay lazily on the bed, listening to the radio. "What's your favorite dish?" "Shredded potatoes and fried eggs with chives are my favorites. I can eat them every day and never get enough!" The girl smiled. "Really? Then why don't you marry me? I'll take care of you for life." "I can take care of you for the rest of your life!" Ye Hua joked. "Okay, let me think about it!" the girl replied. She knew Ye Hua was joking. "Are you hungry? I made your favorite dishes. Let's eat. Oh, and there's juice too." The girl got out of bed and sat in the living room to eat with Ye Hua. "Uncle, your cooking is really delicious. You want me to call you 'Uncle'? Are you really that old? I think you're only about twenty-five or twenty-six!" the girl said doubtfully. "Heh, silly girl! Can't you tell I'm joking? What's your name? How old are you?" The girl seemed really hungry. She didn't care about her table manners. "Oh, my name is Liu Xue. I was born in the Year of the Rat, and I'm twenty-one this year. I work at a craft factory in the XX Industrial Park in the west of W City. XX crafts, have you heard of them?" Oh, so the girl's name was Liu Xue. "That factory? I've walked past the gate of that factory." "Your name is quite nice, very romantic!" Ye Hua said leisurely. The sky was completely dark. After dinner, Ye Hua tidied up the kitchen briefly. After dinner, Liu Xue felt much stronger. The dizziness was gone. She walked to the balcony window, looking at the night view. Cars passed by, and tall buildings glittered. Ye Hua also went over. Liu Xue's bangs were neatly trimmed, giving her short hair; otherwise, Ye Hua would have thought she looked like a middle school student. That was just an illusion. She was about 1.60 meters tall and had a slender figure. Ye Hua suddenly felt an immense tenderness for the girl in front of him. He couldn't help but lower his head to kiss Liu Xue. When Ye Hua lowered his head and gently kissed Liu Xue, Liu Xue gently responded. After a few kisses, Liu Xue pulled away from Ye Hua's lips. Liu Xue said, "[I'm a bad girl.]" This surprised Ye Hua, then he smiled; "[How are you bad?]" Liu Xue's neat bangs, short hair, and delicate face gave off an air of fragility, as if she needed a strong arm to protect her. [Girl, even if you're going to be naughty, how naughty can you be?] But the girl's skillful kissing technique told Ye Hua that she definitely had sexual experience before. When she said she was a bad girl, did she mean she was no longer a virgin? Ye Hua wondered silently. They kissed, passionately, and when Ye Hua tried to move further down the girl's body, she stopped him. [If you force yourself on me, I'll never see you again!] Liu Xue said coquettishly. [I'm sorry, girl, I scared you.] Ye Hua felt a little guilty. After all, forcing himself on someone wasn't something Ye Hua liked to do. [Girl, why don't you stay here tonight?] Ye Hua asked Liu Xue's opinion. [I can only stay if you promise not to touch me.] Liu Xue was very firm. [I keep my word.] Ye Hua made a face. As expected, Ye Hua played the role of Liu Xiahui for one night.

Liu Xue had gotten used to calling Ye Hua "old man," and Ye Hua seemed to really enjoy it. One

morning, while seeing Liu Xue off at the bus stop, Ye Hua kissed her. It was a strange feeling; it was the first time Ye Hua had kissed a girl in public. He wondered if his feelings for Liu Xue stemmed from the purest of emotions, a feeling only those truly immersed in it could understand.

After work, when they had free time, Ye Hua often went to see movies, go shopping, or eat out together. Once, they went to see a movie, a romantic film, a deeply moving story. In the darkness, Liu Xue leaned on his shoulder, quietly sobbing. Ye Hua and she held each other tightly in the darkness. In that instant, Ye Hua realized he had fallen deeply in love with this girl, and Liu Xue was also filled with affection for him.

Ye Hua felt these days were simple and beautiful.

Until one day, when they were together, Liu Xue said sadly, "I might not come to this city next year."

"Why?" Ye Hua asked.

Liu Xue told Ye Hua that it was mainly her family's idea. Girls like her were destined to marry at marriageable age, have children, and live the predetermined life arranged by their parents. Liu Xue felt helpless and confused about this kind of life, and Ye Hua felt that his relationship with this girl might be a doomed one.

Time passed slowly. They saw each other less and less. Before they knew it, the Spring Festival of the following year had passed. Feeling bored in his hometown, Ye Hua returned to W city alone early. Before he even started work, Ye Hua received a call from Liu Xue: "[My family arranged a blind date for me with the son of the stonemason in the village. He's my junior high school classmate! But he's incredibly ugly. I'm so conflicted!]"
Ye Hua: "[What do you think, girl?]"

Liu Xue: "[You know what? Old man, I miss the days we spent together. Whenever I felt helpless, having you by my side made me feel warm.]" "I don't want to marry my classmate, I'd rather marry you!"
Liu Xue's voice suddenly became very low, and she began to sob on the other end of the phone.

Ye Hua: "Girl, don't cry, think of a way. What era are we living in? Arranged marriages are still common." Ye Hua could only worry for Liu Xue. Mainly, her family was anxious about her marriage. They couldn't wait to marry her off.

A few days later, Liu Xue called Ye Hua. She vehemently disagreed with the marriage to the stonemason's son, saying she had a boyfriend. She said she found him herself, which was a temporary excuse. Although her family didn't approve of her decision, they still agreed to let her continue working in W city.

Ye Hua asked: "Have you told your family about us?"

Liu Xue said: "I have, but I can't even say your full name. When my family asks me, I stammer and can't explain clearly. I'll probably go back the day after tomorrow."

Liu Xue arrived in W city on Valentine's Day, the fourteenth day of the first lunar month. Ye Hua had booked a table at a Western restaurant in W city well in advance.

Liu Xue arrived in W City in the evening. Ye Hua called and told her to go straight to the Western restaurant, where he would be waiting for her. When Liu Xue arrived, Ye Hua was carrying a large bouquet of roses. This deeply moved Liu Xue.

"[Ye Hua, I've never received roses on a day like this before. You've touched me so much.]" Liu Xue was almost in tears. "

[Really? Xue'er, I'm going to completely move you today.]" Ye Hua's face revealed an unprecedented determination and resolve.

The revolving Western restaurant on the 31st floor of the building gave Liu Xue a romantic experience she had never felt before. They sat in the restaurant, watching the city's night view move before their eyes. Actually, it wasn't the scenery moving, but the restaurant itself that was rotating.

While they were dining, beautiful, colorful fireworks streaked across the night sky.

"[So beautiful.]"

Back at Ye Hua's home, the two of them fully enjoyed the sweetness of the romantic evening. Liu Xue's heart had been completely captured by Ye Hua. She wanted to escape her remote mountain village; she wanted to stay in this city.
Wasn't this the girl before her the one she'd been searching for? She was so gentle, so considerate, so in need of love and protection. Why bother searching so hard? Wasn't this the kind of tranquil happiness she was pursuing?
Even someone as eloquent as Zhao Lin, in the end, wasn't it all a deception? Even someone as steadfast as Ji Xiaoling, with her vows, was nothing but an illusion! And even someone as passionate as Zhou Xiao'e, would only hurt her more deeply! Cherishing the person before her was enough. Ye Hua thought silently.

Liu Xue leaned against Ye Hua's shoulder like a little bird. Ye Hua slowly removed her clothes. Liu Xue's breasts weren't large, but they were firm. Slightly larger than a B cup, they fit perfectly in his hand.

He had waited so long; finally, today had come. Liu Xue finally let down her guard and stood naked before him. She hugged Ye Hua's neck tightly, her smile revealing sweetness.

[Old man, I feel like you've had a lot of women in the past, you seem very experienced in bed.]
Ye Hua: [Really not, you bad girl.] Ye Hua suddenly kissed her lips.

Liu Xue felt her blood slowly rushing to her head, her nipples began to swell. Crystalline love juice slowly flowed from her butterfly-like vulva.

[Ah!] Liu Xue frowned in pain.

[Bad old man, your thing is too big, I can't get it in.]

Ye Hua's penis was too big. He looked closely, Liu Xue's labia weren't very thick, the folds were more numerous than a typical woman's. Could this be the legendary "butterfly hole"?

[Baby, don't be afraid, we'll take it slow.] Gentle foreplay.

Ye Hua slowly began to take Liu Xue's firm breasts into his mouth, stroking Liu Xue's pubic bone with his hands. Then he stroked the two tender flesh above Liu Xue's labia. Liu Xue felt her lower body become very wet, her juices began to overflow.

Ye Hua first circled his thick penis around Liu Xue's vaginal opening a few times, coating the glans with enough love juice, before thrusting it in. Liu Xue's vaginal opening completely relaxed, her vagina gripping Ye Hua's penis tightly, and she felt her vagina completely filled by his thick penis.

Ye Hua had learned from books that one shouldn't be impatient with such a wonderful vagina; at first, one should only thrust gently. He thrust in and out gently. Liu Xue became very enjoyable. They became completely one.

Zhang Ailing once said: "To pass through a woman's heart, one must pass through her vagina." Now, Liu Xue was willing to do anything for Ye Hua.

Ye Hua took a banana from the kitchen; he was going to train Liu Xue.

[Like this... slowly, without leaving teeth marks, gently lick with the tip of your tongue, and finally take it all in!]

[Hmph, be careful I bite it off.] Despite saying this, Liu Xue still seriously practiced.
It came in handy very quickly. Liu Xue's warm lips sent waves of stimulation through Ye Hua, and the two were immersed in the thrill of making love.

Pressure from Liu Xue's family to get married forced their relationship to surface. Ye Hua met Liu Xue's parents at her sister's wedding banquet. Running around doing chores, he left a good impression on Liu Xue's family. Afterwards, Ye Hua successfully passed several more tests, and he and Liu Xue finally tied the knot.

Years later, Ye Hua walked alone on a city street, and Xu Wei's song "Time" echoed in his ears again: " [ Walking through the crowds of this city

in the warm spring sunshine, in an instant I think of you again...]"

You are the most beautiful spring in my memory

, a yesterday I can never return to.

You bloomed like a flower,

stirring my heart. Walking among the crowds in this city

in the warm spring sunshine, I suddenly think of you again. Perhaps in this very moment, your smile remains as radiant as the sunset, vibrant amidst the ceaseless flow of time . [The End]

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