Pity

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Foreword.

First of all, I want to say that this is a true story. Upon seeing the word "true," many readers might scoff at it as
a bluff, but that's not the case　　 .

I simply want to use this story to recount a somewhat bittersweet romance. Many of you have probably
had similar experiences. Time flies , and whenever you look back, a touch of sweetness is surely mixed with some regret. **************** ... 　　But the course of events is always unpredictable, much like the phrase used in countless online novels: once the wheel of fate starts turning, no one can stop it—after graduation, she and I were assigned to the same workplace. This outcome was unexpected. Although I didn't expect any deep interaction with her, just working in the same unit as her was enough to make me breathless with happiness. 　　Some might say, "Didn't you consider yourself a jerk? What are you so smug about?" You have to understand, sometimes even the smallest desires dormant can erupt at the right time, just like no matter how short or small your penis is, you'll still get an erection when you see a naked woman, unless you're impotent! 　　She was a very talkative and sociable person, so she quickly thrived at work. And our relationship wasn't as bland as I had initially imagined. Because we walked home together, I discovered that her house was only a hundred meters away from mine, which surprised me greatly. Why hadn't we ever bumped into each other on our way to school during our three years of being classmates? My workplace gets us off work very late, so naturally, I became her protector. Being close to her allowed me to get a proper look at her. To be honest, she wasn't the kind of stunningly beautiful woman, but she had a captivating charm. She loved to laugh, her eyes always crinkling into crescents, and her small nose wrinkled with each smile , making you want to gently touch it and smooth out those short wrinkles. Even when she wasn't talking, her rosy lips were always occupied with snacks, and she'd even influenced me to start enjoying them too. Actually, she influenced me in many ways, but this also made me confused—what exactly was our relationship? 　　When I started thinking like this, I realized my heart wasn't as innocent as it used to be. I didn't want to just be her colleague, an ordinary protector; I wanted to be by her side forever. That was the first time I'd ever had this thought. I'm a very introverted person. Before knowing her feelings, I didn't dare to rashly break the current relationship. Perhaps I was afraid that if she rejected me, I wouldn't be able to be by her side like this anymore, watching her laugh, listening to her talk, eating the snacks she gave me… During that time, I felt like I was going crazy. Countless times I wanted to muster the courage confess to her directly, but countless times I gave up. Until later, when I watched *A Chinese Odyssey* and heard Zhou Xun's classic line, "He looks like a dog!" I suddenly realized that I really was like a dog back then—a male dog circling around the stove , in heat! 　　I mentioned before that she's very eloquent, but she's also very skillful with her hands, learning everything quickly. I don't know when she became obsessed with hairdressing, starting with cutting hair. I naturally became her practice tool. I remember the first time she cut my hair, it took her a full two hours. I could see she was anxious and a little apologetic. I teased her with a smile. "I'll get my hair cut by you from now on, it'll save money and you can practice!" she laughed, playfully punching me. Looking at her smile, my heart was filled with emotion. Actually, I really enjoyed it when she cut my hair, especially when her hands brushed against my ears, giving me a warm feeling. Even years later, whenever I get a haircut, I still like to close my eyes and imagine it's her cutting my hair, imagining that warm feeling. 　　I never expected that a joke I made back then would be taken so seriously by her. From then on, she would call , wanting to cut my hair. I was a little flattered and tried my best to refuse, but she persisted , and I quickly gave in. My heart must have betrayed me long ago. Because of this, she bought a set of hairdressing tools, and thus she became a regular at our house. Whenever she came, my parents would always laugh and hide outside. Looking at my parents' smiles…

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